Alright so this is the world and there are five billion people on it. When I was a kid there were three. Its hard to keep up.
AMERICA FROM SPACE
The great continent through mist and swirling skies. (Satellites and other pieces of skycasting equipment float by.)
JERRYS VOICE
Thats better. Thats america. See, America still sets the tone for the world...
KID ON BASKETBALL COURT
A puberty-ravaged kid
We are moving through a small airfield full of parked light planes. There are no people around. We move through the cluster of planes towards a hangar on the edge of the field.
INT. HANGAR - DAY
We are still moving through light planes, but now we are inside the hangar. Some of the planes have their engine covers open, parts strewn around. Others are partially covered with tarps or have sections
"HUNTER"
Written by
Jim Thomas and John Thomas
"HUNTER"
FADE IN
1 EXT. OUTER SPACE 1
The infinite blackness punctuated by a billion stars.
As we slowly DESCEND through the varied shades of blue
of the Earths atmosphere, we HEAR the first strains of
a haunting, Central American FLUTE, joined by a swelling
background of JUNGLE SOUNDS. We descend further,
through a lush JUNGLE CANOPY, backlit by a s
A silver throwing-bird is chosen from a weapons array. Gloved hands lift a black eye mask. Tunic armor CLICKS shut, turning to reveal the chest-borne insignia of a Robin.
INT. BATCAVE
BATMAN - CLOSE
Emerges from his costume vault.
WIDER
Deeper excavation has doubled the size of the cavern.
New state-of-the-art computing systems flash. Surveillance screens monitor news and police FREQUENCIES. Crim
-- TERMINATOR 2 SCRIPT --
1 ext. city street - day 1
Downtown L.A. Noon on a hot summer day. On an EXTREME LONG LENS the
lunchtime crowd stacks up into a wall of humanity. In SLOW MOTION they
move in herds among the glittering rows of cars jammed bumper to bumper.
Heat ripples distort the torrent of faces. The image is surreal,
dreamy... and like a dream it begins very slowly to
dissolve to:
2 e
Predator
Written by
Jim Thomas and John Thomas
FADE IN
1 EXT. OUTER SPACE 1
The infinite blackness punctuated by a billion stars.
As we slowly DESCEND through the varied shades of blue
of the Earths atmosphere, we HEAR the first strains of
a haunting, Central American FLUTE, joined by a swelling
background of JUNGLE SOUNDS. We descend further,
through a lush JUNGLE CANOPY, backlit by a setting su
A top-secret, experimental, offensive/defensive military installation hidden away in the countryside outside Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
CLOSE on a beautiful, intricate, state of the art computer panel as it is lifted out of a large console. A huge, dimly lit display board, sporting a galaxy of small running lights, looms above.
The panels removal creates a large, vulnerable opening, inside of wh
Joe Dirt Script
Turn it up.
Dang.
Thats what Im talking about. L.A.!
Radio station l.D.
Coming to work. Joe Dirt.
Dont try and church it up, son.
Dont you mean Joe Dirt?
Naming you that, your daddy
must have really hated you.
Youre wrong, brother.
I got a good name
for this car: Rusty.
-Shitll buff out.
-Dont bother.
Drive this piece of crap off a cliff.
Do us all a favor.
This look like a piece
Blackness. Then a hint of green becomes EARTH. It lies across an expanse of space. Richly colored. Fertile.
A GIGANTIC ASTEROID cuts into frame, Burning into EARTHS ATMOSPHERE and striking down in the currant area of Guzumel, Mexico.
Voice : An impact equivalent to ten thousand nuclear weapons detonating simultaneously.
A HUGE DINOSAUR FOOT steps down hard and is VAPORIZED with a deafening ROAR.
Silent and endless. The stars shine like the love of God... cold and remote. Against them drifts a tiny chip of technology.
CLOSER SHOT
It is the NARCISSUS, lifeboat of the ill-fated star-freighter Nostromo. Without interior or running lights it seems devoid of life. The PING of a RANGING RADAR grows louder, closer. A shadow engulfs the Narcissus. Searchlights flash on, playing over the tiny ship