THE THING
Screenplay by
Bill Lancaster
From the story "Who Goes There"
by Don A. Stuart
SECOND DRAFT
March 4, 1981
CAST
MACREADY 35. Helicopter pilot. Likes chess. Hates
the cold. The pay is good.
GARRY 46. The station manager. Stiff. Ex-army
officer. Wears a handgun.
CHILDS 33. Six-four. Two-fifty. Black. A
mechanic. Can be jolly. But dont mess.
BLAIR 50. Sensitive. Intelligent. Unassuming.
An a
This is Ash, mid twenties, square jaw firmly set and a pair of haunted eyes which dart about quickly in fear. Ash speaks to the CAMERA with urgency:
ASH
Why would you say that I am insane? I wouldnt say that Ive lost my mind simply because Ive heard the voices and seen the godless things moving in the woods. If anything, I think more clearly now than ever before. I know now that there is such a t
A normal Dennys, Spires-like coffee shop in Los Angeles. Its about 9:00 in the morning. While the place isnt jammed, theres a healthy number of people drinking coffee, munching on bacon and eating eggs.
Two of these people are a YOUNG MAN and a YOUNG WOMAN. The Young Man has a slight working-class English accent and, like his fellow countryman, smokes cigarettes like theyre going out of style.
It
LITTLE SWEETHEART
Oyster Blues plays. Serene view of short pilings in the
water along Bob Sikes Channel, St. George Island.
NELSON ENTERTAINMENT presents
An ANTHONY SIMMONS Film
Flocks of sea birds are flying over the shore.
JOHN HURT
KAREN YOUNG
A bucket of seawater is being hoisted from a docked boat.
Thelma walks by, underneath the hoist. As she walks by she
watches it being dumped into a b
Little Big Man Script
I am, beyond a doubt,
the last of the old-timers.
My name is Jack Crabb,...
...and I am the sole white survivor
of the Battle of Little Bighorn,...
...popularly known
as Custers Last Stand.
Well, Mr Crabb,...
...Im more interested in the primitive
lifestyle of the Plains Indian...
...than I am in...
...tall tales about Custer.
Tall tales?
Are you calling me a liar?
No, no. I
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
G.I. JANE
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by
David Twohy
FIRST DRAFT
August 6, 1995
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FADE IN:
INT. SENATE HEARING ROOM - CAPITOL BLDG. - DAY
Blinding in their white uniforms, naval flag officers sit
in the audience, showing their support for THEODORE HAYES,
a 50-year-old civilian. This is his confirmation hearing.
Reading from prepared material:
HAYES
... last few years have brought many
advances in the interests of women
She is JACKIE BROWN, a stewardess dressed in her CABO AIR uniform. (A little shuttle airline that flies from Los Angeles to Cabo San Lucas. Approximate flight time: forty five minutes)
Jackie stands still as a people-mover slowly inches her through the airport. The CREDITS APEAR and DISAPPEAR in front of her.
Jackie Brown is a very attractive black woman in her mid forties, though she looks like
New In Town Script
Oh, I bet you thats Trudy right now.
Harve, would you get that?
Harve, get that, will you?
To the 35, 40. What a block.
Forty-five, still going.
Brought down at the 50.
Okay, buster, no tapioca for you.
- Hey, everybody.
- Hi.
Hi, Trudy.
I froze my patootie off waiting
for someone to open that door.
You know how those New Ulm men
get when the Vikings play.
- Yeah, I know.
- So,
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