Its magnified and deeply revealed. Flecks of green and yellow in a field of milky blue. Icy filaments surround the undulating center.
The eye is brown in a tiny screen. On the metallic surface below, the words VOIGHT-KAMPFF are finely etched. Theres a touch-light panel across the top and on the side of the screen, a dial that registers fluctuations of the iris.
The instrument is no bigger than a
face. Its pressed against TWO LARGE
BREASTS that belong to...BOB, 45, a moose of a man. Jack is
engulfed by Bob in an intense embrace. Bob weeps openly.
JACK (V.O.)
Bob had bitch tits.
PULL BACK to wide on...
INT. CHURCH MEETING ROOM - NIGHT
Men are paired off, hugging, talking in emotional tones.
Near the door, a SIGN on a stand: "REMAINING MEN TOGETHER."
JACK (V.O.)
This was a support group for
face. Its a frozen smile that
doesnt seem to be affected by too much in particular--like a
tour guide at Disneyland.
WOMANS VOICE (OS)
Hello darling.
WIDER.
MRS. GEORGE PARKER (BETTY) enters, untying the back of her
apron. She is a vision of 50s beauty with a thin figure and
concrete hair. Betty crosses to her husband and hands him a
fresh martini. She kisses him on the cheek.
BETTY
How was your
The dense, lush rain forests of the eastern slopes of the Andes, the place known as "The Eyebrow of the Jungle". Ragged, jutting canyon walls are half-hidden by the thick mists.
The MAIN TITLE is followed by this:
"PERU"
A narrow trail across the green face of the canyon. A group of men make their way along it. At the head of the party is an American, INDIANA JONES. He wears a short leather jacke
face. She
is gagged and unconscious, a trickle of blood running down
her forehead. Her name is Corky.
MAN (V.O.)
Are you listening to me?
CUT TO:
INT. PAROLE OFFICE
It is a small cramped office, manila folders piled
everywhere.
OFFICER
You had better listen to me.
At the desk is a large man with a serious expression on
his face as he lectures. A patch on the shoulder of his
uniform reads, "PROBAT
face the camera. He leans in, posing dutifully.
SPLICE-JUMP TO: a nanny in uniform, ILSA, holds an INFANT
(CONRAD) to the camera, places the baby in Nicholas arms.
STEP PRINT: Nicholas is gentle, overwhelmed by cradling his
tiny brother.
SPLICE-JUMP TO: children play tag. Across the lawn, Father
heads to the house. He looks back, walks backwards.
STEP PRINT: he gives a small wave, continuing away
face lined, eyes sunken and lifeless.
JOHN
Shit. I had a nightmare.
John sits up, drenched in sweat, looks at his wife, PEGGY.
A cigarette dangles from Peggys lips, and curlers grow from
her head. Dressed in an ugly flannel nightgown, its hard
to believe she was EVER beautiful. Hard to imagine John
choosing her over Cathy.
PEGGY
Yeah. You overslept, too. Youre
gonna be late for work if you dont
g
face, only the garden gloved hands
holding the pick axe and an occasional flash of long hair.
The Killer SLAMS his body against the bedroom door.
??
INT. BEDROOM -- EVENING
Melinda scoots as the door is forced a few inches open.
She presses back on the door, closing it.
WHAM! Its slammed open again.
Melinda tries pressing it closed, but the Killers gloved
hand reaches in and grabs her. Yanks on h
faces?
VANCE
You dont think we pushed too
hard?
STUCKEY
NO way! Theyll come back. They
cant afford not to. Edward,
that bluff was beautiful.
EDWARD
Maybe I should have made it
rhyme.
The others stare at him, uncertain. Stuckey laughs. The
others follow suit.
EDWARD
(looking at his watch)
Well! Its late. Weve been
at this long enough.
Stuckey rises. Edward ushers Vance and Jake toward the door.
ED
Faces punched.
A title reads: "GLADES CORRECTIONAL INSTITUTION. BELLE GLADE,
FLORIDA."
Foley is the oldest player here. Hes getting tired, starts to
lose his breath. He finally walks off the court, breathing so
hard he cant even talk. He simply motions to SOME YOUNG CONVICT
to come in and take his place.
Foley sits down on a bench, tries to catch his breath. He looks
across the yard to where...
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