potatoes
and the collard greens?
- Navin, darling.
- Im sorry I spoiled the party, Mom.
You didnt spoil the party.
I brought you a Twinkie.
Im not hungry right now.
Feeling different again?
Its like I dont fit in.
Its like I dont belong here.
Its your birthday, and its time you knew.
Youre not our natural-born child.
Im not?
You were left on our doorstep...
...but we raised you
like you were one
Klute Script
Weve got two tons of potatoes.
Tom!
Ill drink to that.
Did you know the subject,
Thomas Grunemann?
- Yes.
- Very well.
He was my best friend.
We grew up together.
Can you account for his
disappearance in anyway?
- Mrs. Grunemann?
- No.
Did he recently appear to be agitated
or depressed in any way?
No.
Mr. Cable, at the plant...
...did he voice any grievance
or discontent about his wo
Corrina Corrina Script
Corrina, Corrina
SCENE 1
SHIRL
Oh, I know I shouldnt have worn three-inch heels. I kept sinking into
the grass during the eulogy. Manny, there you are. How ya doin,
Sweety? Theres just so much to say, um ...
DORIS
Annie looked so gorgeous laid out with all those flowers around her.
You know, it just looked like she was taking a nap. We bought that
dress together. She sa
sweet.
You havent brought me flowers for years.
God!
Are you sure youll be all right?
Ill be fine.
I can always sniff your shirts.
Chin up.
Well be back tomorrow around noon,
then Ill give you my full attention.
And remember,
no drinking and no sedatives.
- Well be out around Seal Island. - Okay.
Have fun.
Behave yourselves.
Love you!
Bye!
Be good!
Bye!
Bye-bye!
Now what?
Aw, shit.
All right. Oka
potatoes and pick them
yourself, Joseph, you ambitious boy!
- You son of a-
- Joseph!
Jesus and the saints preserve us!
We thought you died, Da.
l did, son.
l passed away.
But youre talking to us, Da.
And your eyes-
theyre looking about.
l was as dead as a stone,
l tell you.
Now shut your mouth
before l die again.
Well, l am-
Come here!
lve come back
to tell you something.
Youre an especially odd
potatoes, pancakes, beans.
Sometimes I feel like
a sow on a farm...
... thats being fattened up
for a Christmas slaughter.
I dreamt once that I was
about to be fried in the chair...
...and then God come into my cell
with a chefs hat on.
He rolled me around in bread crumbs,
licking His chops and all.
Maybe Im a weirdo
to have dreams like that...
...but your mind does funny things
when youre surrou
sweet girl.
- You know what?
No otfense,
but Im sure its contagious...
and the last thing
that I need is a sick baby.
Come here, sweetie.
- Its some kind of stomach thing.
- Heres your toys.
I didnt want to bother you, but Mom
wanted me to bring some chicken soup...
and I brought you some magazines.
She also sent over
a hot-water bottle.
Here, honey.
- Thanks.
- Geez, Claire.
You really do look l
Finding Amanda Script
MAN: All right, were at scene B.
Were in the living room.
Settle, please.
Ready, Ed?
And action.
MAN #2: Dont argue with me, Sharon.
I dont want to hear it.
I know what I saw.
That girl is
out of control.
I came in here, I found
my sweet darling daughter
making out on the couch with
that Martin kid. It was horrific.
I havent seen that much tongue
since your Uncle Morty
sweet of you, dear.
Merry Christmas, honeybunch.
Hey, wonder what this could be.
A fishing rod?
Wont you join us in a carol
before we open our gifts?
Oh, mother!
Ah, come on, Dawn.
It adds to the spirit.
Silent night
Holy night
All is calm
All is bright
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace
What are these?
Those are
your new shoes, Dawn.
Those arent the right kind.
I told you cha-cha he
sweet one.
Choose the day,
and choose the sign of your day.
The days divinity,
the first thing you see.
Come on out for a walk!
Its a beautiful night!
The vast radiant beach
and cool jeweled moon.
Couples, naked, race
down by its quiet side ...
... and we laugh
like soft, mad children,
smug in the woolly
cotton brains of infancy.
Choose, they croon, the ancient ones.
The time has come again.
Choo