Starship Troopers
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Screenplay by Edward Neumeier
Based on the novel by Robert Heinlein
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Proud YOUNG PEOPLE in uniform, the bloom of human evolution.
YOUNG PEOPLE
Im doing my part... Me, too...
Are you ?
The mobile infantery logo: LIGHTNING BOLTS ON A BLACK SHIELD.
OFFICIA
Oleanna Script
What did they say?
Did you speak
to the real estate...
Where is she?
Well, well.
Where are her notes?
The notes we took with her.
I took the notes?
I dont think so.
No. We arent going
to lose the house.
Look, Im not minimizing it.
The easement?
Did she say easement?
What did she say?
Is it a term of art?
Are we bound by it?
Im sorry. Are we...
Yes. Bound by it.
Look. Look.
Before t
O Brother Where Art Thou Script -
- ## Po Lazarus # - # Po Lazarus! #
# Po Lazarus... #
# Well, the high sheriff, he told the deputy #
# Wont you go out and bring me Lazarus? #
# Well, the high sheriff, he told the deputy #
# Wont you go out and bring me Lazarus? #
# Oh, bring him dead or alive #
# O Lord #
# Bring him dead or alive #
# Well, the deputy, he told the high sheriff #
# Well, I aint
A womans face BACKS INTO SHOT, her head resting against grimy wallpaper. She is tense, sweaty, wide-eyed with concentration. This is CLARICE STARLING - mid-20s, trim, very pretty. She wears Kevlar body armor over a navy windbreaker, khaki pants. Her thick hair is piled under a navy baseball cap. A revolver, clutched in her right hand, hovers by her ear. She raises a speedloader, in her left hand,
Slow motion. Armed troops in black uniforms pour out of unmarked vans and swarm across a lawn in a middle class residential neighborhood. Yuppie neighbours look on in shock, confused. Two of the troops carry a battering ram to the front door of a white two-storey house. A leashed Rottweiler snarls and barks. In position, their comrades point M-16s into first-floor windows, ready to be ambushed. P
Life Of David Gale Script
- Shit! Shit! Shit!
- Hey! Stop, please!
In a related story,
the high court had also refused...
to stay Fridays execution of former
philosophy professor David Gale.
- Oh, boy.
- Gale had sought a review
of his conviction...
for the rape and murder
of his University of Austin
colleague Constance Harraway.
The case has received
nation wide media attention
because Gale and
AND REVEALS THE inside of a domed city honeycombed with fantastic arches. The city is inhabited by young beautiful people in luxurious but simple costumes.
THE CAMERA ROAMS through the City, observing some people seated at a kind of cafe sipping drinks and relaxing; other people are in some kind of exercise class doing beautiful graceful movement; and finally a class of five year old children lis
GLADIATOR
by
David Franzoni
FIRST DRAFT REVISED
April 4, 1998
FADE IN:
EXT. NEAR THE GERMAN FRONT - 180 A.D. - DAWN
The rising sun unveils steep hills and luxuriant mountains
untouched by man. Snow flurries dart in the frigid air
and on the horizon CROWS gather.
EXT. DIRT ROAD
A column of Praetorian Cavalry flank two enclosed wagons
as they rattle along a rock and log accordion road. On
all sides
TRAIN WHEELS grinding against track, slowing. FOLDING TABLE LEGS scissoring open. The LEVER of a train door being pulled. NAMES on lists on clipboards held by clerks moving alongside the tracks.
CLERKS (V.O.)
몭 Rossen 몭 Lieberman 몭 Wachsberg 몭
BEWILDERED RURAL FACES coming down off the passenger train. FORMS being set out on the folding tables. HANDS straightening pens and pencils and ink
A Dirty Shame Script
Sylvia...
Sylvia...
Sylvia
Smile for me
Fill my world
with poetry
Forget those
faraway dreams
That haunt you
Sylvia
Young in years
Let the sunshine
Dry your tears
And we
will walk in the wind
And stars
Like April lovers
With hearts aglow...
Come on back
to bed, Sylvia.
Cant you see
Im cooking scrapple?
It can wait.
Sex is in the air.
Not in here it isnt.
I got