Million Dollar Hotel Script
I have a lover,
A lover like no other.
She got soul, soul, soul, sweet soul,
And she teach me how to sing.
Shows me colourswhen theres none to see,
Gives me hope when I cant believe
That for the first time
I feel love.
I have a brother,
Well, Im a brother in need.
I spend my whole time running,
He spends his runnin after me.
I feel myself goin down,
I jus
New Rose Hotel Script
Cmon, you know this better than
anybody, right?
Theres a full-scale subterranean war
been raged for every shred of information.
The corporate suits are killing each other by the thousands...
... each year.
It is like the Holocaust of the twentieth century.
Everybody knows about it
and nobody says anything about it.
The government is as capable
as any corporation.
"Potato...
trust me on this one.
- It means "speechless, without words".
- I think "unimpressed".
- No, "speechless, perplexed".
- Are you sure on this?
- Im sure. Everybody gets this wrong.
- Im almost positive here.
- Howard, define "nonplussed".
- "Speechless, perplexed".
Oh, thank you, Howard.
- Oh, and Howard, that cellist with the thing?
- Two umlauts. Both "U"s.
Right, right, right.
Oh, my God! Hi!
-
trust you
You ready?
go!
You desorb
I never desorb,
Im winner, man
Yeah, winner though,
man
Oh, man thats all
my cast
You spilled some good
shit there
Im gonna lick it up
like a duck
Please more
Whats that bullshit?
What time is it?
The bar is closed
Then why dont you take
that stick out dress...
Now would be a good time,
dont you think huh?
Now is the bar closed
What you do for is that?
We had a
hotel, Ma.
l told you we were
staying downtown. Yes.
The big hotel. Right.
Yeah, l have a big room.
Yes, its beautiful here.
Yes, its clean, Ma.
lts a very expensive hotel,
okay ?
No, dont come here, Ma.
Dont come here.
l told you
l wanna go there.
l wanna see
the old neighborhood.
l wanna come now.
[ Sighs ]
What time is the game over, Ma ?
[ Sighs ]
Fine.
lll come at : .
No, Ma. Shes not coming
trust me. - I live in a crappy neighborhood.
Yeah?
- Got that funny money? - Yeah.
Right here.
Looks good. Looks real good.
- Were in business. - Excellent.
Theresjust one problem.
This guyAl keeps asking me questions about my counterfeiter.
- Really? - He asked too many questions.
My instinct usually tells me when theres something wrong.
Theres something wrong here, so I had him followed.
Hes a
Trust me.
Hello? Hi.
How are you?
Fine. Yeah.
Tonight?
Tonights fine. No!
No, nothing that I cant cancel.
Okay. So, I guess Ill see you tonight, then.
Okay. Bye.
Come on up, man.
Look at this shit.
Man! Do you ever feel like flying, Howard?
Just taking off?
-Just fly away!
-Why the hell not?
Fly.
hy the hell not?
Exactly, why the hell not?
No goddamn reason why not, Howard.
What are you doing, ma
STREET - GENEVA
Lunchtime. Faceless business crowds heading for their brief
moment of freedom, among them we spot BOND...one of them,
with a briefcase and a suit and tie...HOLD on his face,
troubled.
INT. HOTEL - GENEVA - DAY
The Cigar Girl enters a huge, high-ceilinged room. Edgy, she
approaches a BIG MAN standing on a balcony overlooking the
city. Propped against the doorframe, an assas
trust it.
ANNIE STARTS FOR THE DOOR and grabs her baseball glove
CUT TO:
EXT. ANNIES HOUSE -- DUSK
A frame house with porch and lots of trees--a Thomas Wolfe
house...with a 1959 faded red Volvo in the driveway.
ANNIE LEAVES ON FOOT, turning onto the sidewalk of a bucolic,
old Durham, North Carolina neighborhood. In the b.g. other
people are heading the same direction ANNIE PULLS A DURHAM
BULLS BA
Hotel
and Casino, Reno, Nevada...
engaged as a blackjack dealer.
Well-liked and well-regarded...
as a physical, recreational,
and sporting sort...
Delmers true passion
was for the lake.
As reported by the coroner,
Delmer died of a heart attack...
somewhere between
the lake and the tree...
but most curious side note...
is the suicide the next day
of Craig Hansen...
volunteer fire-fighter,
estrange