JCVD Script
It didnt work.
It didnt work.
In the middle there...
Its on amidst...
The window didnt
explode right...
and it is very difficult for me
to do everything in one shot.
You know, Im 47 years old...
Just because he brought
John Woo to Hollywood
doesnt mean he can rub my dick
with sandpaper.
He still thinks
were making Citizen Kane?
Not using a gun symbolizes
the whole purity of the charac
think
the radiator hose is--
DARRELL
Damn. Gonna be another hot one today.
Sometimes I dont even want to get out of
bed. Course dont want to get out for the
cold ones neither. Then of course the
clouds come in...
Darrell mops his brow with a greasy rag. It doesnt so much
wipe the sweat as it does streak his forehead with dirt.
BOBBY
Look, Harlin, Ive got places to be.
DARRELL
Darrell--
BOBBY
OK.
think Ill go for the creme brulee.
Oh, no.
I didnt mean about the pudding.
I meant...
Oh, life after death.
Well, yes, I suppose so.
Life goes on much as it did
when your father was alive.
I still go to the library twice a week.
I still watch the quiz programs
on television.
Sometimes I get the answers right.
I go out every Thursday with my children
to some trendy restaurant.
And I weep when nece
think that
youre still messed up over Leann.
You think if you flirt with Taylor...
...maybe Leannll get jealous
and come back to you.
Go back to analyzing me in your head.
I think I like that better.
Hey, did someone lock the door?
- Hey, Leann. Hi.
- Hi.
Oh, Im so glad to see you.
- Me too.
- Is-- Is Brian home?
Yeah, hes in the kitchen,
so we should go upstairs.
How you doing?
Oh. Oh.
Hey, its
think this is funny but this
is actually NOT funny.
Unseen by Rachel, six-year-old BEN sits, perched on the highest
closet shelf, knees under his chin, holding his breath. His eyes
gleeful as Rachel frantically closes the closet door.
INT. HALLWAY - EARLY MORNING
Rachel hops over the Bunny, navigates through strewn toys and books
STUBBING her baby toe. She limps in agony past a big picture of
the
think Im a prick,
just like all the assholes you swindle?
Is that it? You fucking thief!
- Freeze, motherfucker! Dont resist.
- I wont resist.
Stop it, goddamit, look... !
Who the fuck do you think
you are talking to?
Im sorry. Im sorry.
Is this the money you took from her?
Is this it?
Youll get a call from the precinct.
To file your report
and to return this to you.
Dont move from here.
Do you s
Thinking fast, he wrenches open the steel gate, leans into
the lift shaft, watches the elevator COUNTERWEIGHT as it
comes down. Almost nonchalant, he steps out...
INT. STAIRWELL/ELEVATOR SHAFT - DAY
As the cageful of police rises, Bond is now standing on the
counterweight, DESCENDING.
EXT. STREET - GENEVA
Lunchtime. Faceless business crowds heading for their brief
moment of freedom, among them we
Come See the Paradise
SCENE 1
MINI
Why are we so early?
LILY
Its good to be early.
MINI
Do you ever worry that you wont recognize him, Mama?
LILY
You recognize me, dont you? Why shouldnt you recognize him?
MINI
Well, he might have grown a beard or a mustache or something, and
I was so little...I only think I remember him. Do you think
hell remember me?
LILY
Well, he has all your photographs and
21. Newmeat. His face, unburned yet by the sun, is tense, bewildered, innocent, eyes searching for the truth.
They fall now on a heap of BODY BAGS in the back of the cart. Two soldiers begin loading them onto the plane. Flies - hundreds of flies - buzz around them, the only cue to their contents.
GARDNER
(next to Chris, Southern accent)
That what I think it is?
SOLDIER 1
(a look)
I guess so ...
stacked shit
that high! You trying to squeeze an inch in
on
me somewhere, huh?
COWBOY
Sir, no, sir.
HARTMAN
Bullshit! It looks to me like the best part of
you ran
down the crack of your mamas ass
and ended up as a brown stain on
the
mattress! I think youve been cheated!
HARTMAN
Where in hell are you from anyway, Private?
COWBOY
Sir, Texas, sir!
HARTMAN
Holy dogshit! Texas! Only
steers and qu