names not Rosie.
Its Mabel!
Whatever.
"lt must have hurt your pride"
"To have to stand
beneath my window"
"With your bugle and your drum"
"And me, Im up there waitin"
"For the miracle"
"For the miracle to come"
"l dont believe youd like it"
"You wouldnt like it here"
"There aint no entertainment"
"And the judgments are severe"
Goddamn, this son-of-a-bitch
is runnin hot!
Yall go on inside.
Im gonn
name.
Her brothers name was Minhuey,
and that definitely sounded Jewish.
I sensed there was a world beyond
what I knew...
... when I had lunch at
Butch Johnson s house.
Something wrong, Ben?
No. This is fine.
I just never had raw bread before.
We aIways cook it.
You know, toast it.
I can do that.
Theres too much white here.
The miIks white, the breads white.
Its aII white stuff.
What do you norma
forest.
I like it. Stylish, yet functional.
Where did the mountains go?
Give me a break.
Were in a building, Theodore.
Dave.
-Ian.
-Hey, big guy.
Hey, you ever seen the view
from the 80th floor?
-No. They never let me past the lobby.
-What? I cant....
Hey, back off, man,
this is Dave Seville.
Mr. Seville, can I offer you
some muffins, scones, pastries?
No. Id hate to be a bother.
Its no problem.
Little Man Tate Script
For the first two weeks of my life, I didnt have a name.
- Dede couldnt make up her mind. - Hi, kid.
She finally decided on Fred.
She said shed never heard of a little kid named Fred before.
When Im dancin at Radio City once a week, you can have fries when you want.
But right now, you gotta eat this shit.
- Yes, you do. - No.
- No? - No.
If you think Im gonna say "choo-choo
forest rises like some kind of primordial
soul: limitless and dark. With every step steam
whooshes from the nostrils of the horses.
The first wagon halts as a Praetorian Guard jogs back. He
straightens his tunic and helmet and raps on the wooden
door as the second wagon stops behind. The door swings
aside and another Praetorian Guard leans out.
1ST PRAETORIAN GUARD
Sir, we must be getting near.
I
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
name is Fat Fuck Frank.
And Im your daughters
number one fan.
She moved to
the Erie Canal area.
Hey, Vaughn.
Hey!
Caprice retired
from show business.
Shes no longer
a public figure.
Her name aint Caprice,
its "Ursula Udders." And shes famous.
She got the biggest tits
on Harford Road.
Ursula! Ursula Udders!
Texture, thats
what I call it.
Its me,
Fat Fuck Frank.
And I miss
them great big...
Destroy
name.
And forward motion is our goal.
Im glad youre gonna
get to know Jack Cochran.
Corcoran!
Im over it.
Hello. Thank you. Thank you, John.
My father died before I was born...
...trying to save a child
drowning in icy water.
And it took me a long time
before I stopped resenting that.
Finally I did.
Finally...
...I was able to get over it.
And when I did...
...I found out...
...a lot of things...
A VIDEO IMAGE FLICKERS TO LIFE. A ruggedly handsome man with dark, haunted eyes. Eyes that have seen hell.
NEVILLE
My name is Robert Neville. Today is October 17th,
the year 2002. I was born in 1960, on this very day,
so that makes today my birthday. (remembering)
Every year for my birthday, my wife Ellen would throw
me a party. A kids party. Cake, ice cream, funny hats,
"Pin the Tail on the Donk
BARRY LYNDON
A Screenplay by Stanley Kubrick
Based on the novel by William Makepeace Thackeray
FADE IN:
EXT. PARK - DAY
Brief shot of duel.
RODERICK (V.O.)
My father, who was well-known to the
best circles in this kingdom under
the name of roaring Harry James, was
killed in a duel, when I was fifteen
years old.
EXT. GARDEN - DAY
Mrs. James, talking with a suitor; Roderick, at a
distance.
RODERICK