Anchorman Script
There was a time,
a time before cable,
when the local anchorman
reigned supreme,
when people believed
everything they heard on TV.
This was an age when only men
were allowed to read the news.
And in San Diego, one anchorman
was more man than the rest.
His name was Ron Burgundy.
He was like a god
walking amongst mere mortals.
He had a voice that could
make a wolverine purr,
and su
Now, theyre serious. They can deliver the South and put Texas in your column. They done it in the .
Only if Kennedy dumps Johnson. Thatll never happen.
I dont think you know how much people hate Kennedy down here.
Hes cominto town tomorrow, and they will run his ass outta town on a rail!
Damn right. That we will.
We are willing to give you a shit pot full of money to get rid of him.
More than yo
FREDDYS DEAD - THE FINAL NIGHTMARE
FADE IN:
INT. DC-10 AIRLINER - NIGHT
JACOB JOHNSON is sleeping. It doesnt look like a pleasant
experience. He is sixteen, dirty blonde, his eyes visibly
moving under closed lids as he sits huddle under a blanket in
his window seat. The lights are dim -- the shade on the
window closed -- a bead of sweat dribbles down his forehead.
The HUMMING of the jets eng
Murder By Death Script
-Do you think theyll come, sir?
-Theyll come, all right.
Here. Stamp those and mail them.
Its ringing.
Would you walk Myron the other way?
My leg looks like a tree in this fog.
Come on.
What a godforsaken spot to get lost.
Its true. I saw a much better spot
a few miles back.
Hello?
Good.
Tell them were lost.
-The phones dead.
-Whyd you say " hello"?
-I couldve sworn--
-What
Out To Sea Script
Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna.
Hare Krishna.
Hare Krishna.
Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna.
Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna.
Just a quarter mile left,
Hare Krishna is still clear.
- Turning for home, Hare Krishna the one to catch.
- Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna.
Hare Krishna!
Come on!
- Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna. Hare Krishna.
- Hare Krishnas getting weary.
Keep it together.
Hare Krishna. Har
("Dreamland" is a club filled with American Marines, civilians and south Vietnamese officers. The girls parade around and get the crowd to buy raffle tickets: the winner of the "beauty contest" will be the prize.)
AMERICANS
the heat is on in Saigon
the girls are hotter n hell
one of these slits here will be Miss Saigon
God, the tension is high, not to mention the smell
the heat is on in Saigon
is
Mr. 3000 Script
You dont like me because
I dont sign autographs.
You dont like me because
I dont smile for the camera.
You dont like me because
I dont suck up to the press.
You dont like me
because I make a lot of money.
But you love me.
Because Im one of
the greatest hitters alive.
[Crowd cheering]
ANNOUNCER:
Were back in Milwaukee,
and the sound you hear
reverberating
across the cities and farm
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Julien Donkey Boy Script
Hey, buddy,
whatcha got?
A turtle.
Oh, man.
Whatre you gonna do
with it?
Keep it.
Do you want to play
turtle with me?
If you can find another one.
I think theres
another one in there.
Is there turtles
in that pond?
Yeah.
Theres turtles
in that pond,
two turtles on the rock.
Yeah, I got a turtle.
Where are the turtles?
- I want
John Tucker Must Die Script
I was in seventh grade...
when I realized
I was invisible,
Well, not that kind of invisible,
No, it was more like I was
just,you know, kind of,.,
Anonymous, A-N-O-N-
I-M-O-U-S,
Anonymous,
Im sorry, Thats wrong,
W-O-R-N-G, Wrong,
Its not that I didnt try,
I mean, I was always a real...
Loser,
L-O-S-E-R, Loser,
Homework for tomorrow...
Of course,
when it came to love...
The Age of Innocence
[At the Theatre in the evening. Newland Archer enters the box. Steps to the front,
joining the company of several men, including Larry Lefferts and Sillerton Jackson. Larry
looks at stage through pearl opera glasses. Then he swings his opera glasses away from
the stage and toward another box. He sees the figure of a woman entering a box across the
way. Although the woman, sil