Happy Harry Hardon - Did you ever get the feeling that everything in America is completely fucked up. You know that feeling that the whole country is like one inch away from saying Thats it, forget it. You think about it. Everything is polluted. The environment, the government, the schools you name it. Speaking of schools. I was walking the households the other day and I asked myself. Is there li
Nowhere To Run Script
DEPARTMENT OF PRISONS
- Are you okay?
- Yeah. Go check on the car.
- Buddy. Are you okay?
- Fine. Thanks for asking.
Now get your goddamn hands off me
and open the door.
My leg!
Its broken!
Come here.
You know the routine. Old man.
Hands behind your back. Walk!
My leg! My arm!
- Which is it. Your arm or your leg?
- Your face.
- Come on. Lets go.
- Take it easy.
Let em all go
The very loud sound of people having sex. The sounds of deep moaning and sexual huffs and puffs. After a few seconds the sound grows even louder. It should sound as if the two people are fucking into a microphone. The sounds should be painful and raw.
GIRL (O.S.)
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes.
INT. BEDROOM - DAY
The face of a very pretty young girl with long blond hair. Her face is inches from t
Murder In The First Script
Theyre coming!
-Lets go to the water!
- Theyre heading for the beach!
Down by the beach!
-Run!
-Look out!
Run, Doc! No! Doc, no!
Dont stop moving!
Theyre down there!
There they go! Okay.
Lay down! Lay down!
Lay down or Ill shoot you, goddamn it!
-Hurry up!
-Lay down!
Thats right, shoot them!
I give up, Mr. Glenn. Please!
-Shut up, Henri!
-Please, dont hit me! Please!
Cl
FADE IN: "Mr. Sandman" plays as the camera pans through trees to the front of the house that Laurie Strode is babysitting at. We cut into the house:
LAURIE
(to the kids:)
I want you to listen to me. I want you to go out the house, and down the street to the McKinseys house,I want you to knock on their door. I want you to tell them to call the police and send them over here.Alright? Now do as I sa
Miracle Mile Script
I never really saw
the big picture before...
not until today.
Love can sure
spin your head around.
God, where do you begin?
The universe was created
fifteen billion years ago...
in a tremendous burst
of pure energy.
The matter spreading
from this big bang...
became the galaxies.
Our sun and planets
were formed...
from swirling clouds
of star stuff...
over five billion years ag
Love And Death On Long Island Script
[ Man ]
It is so difficult
to know where I should begin.
Especially when, unlike you,
I already know the ending.
But let us say that this story
began with the end of another,
far, far from the surf
of Long Island.
For many years, I had
absolutely no public life.
I had said, "No,"
to interviews so often,
it was widely
regarded as my forte.
Then, just once--
on
TWELVE MONKEYS
An original screenplay by
David Peoples
&
Janet Peoples
Inspired by
LA JETEE, a Chris Marker Film
Production Draft
June 27, 1994
FADE IN:
INT. CONCOURSE/AIRPORT TERMINAL - BAY
CLOSE ON A FACE. A nine year old boy, YOUNG COLE, his eyes wide
with wonder. watching something intently. We HEAR the sounds of
the P.A. SYSTEM droning Flight Information mingled with the
sounds of urgent SHO
Menace II Society Script
Hey, hey, nigger...
Theres a gang of hos up in this motherfucker.
Yall brothers spare some change?
Hey, get the fuck out of my face, fool!
Fuck what he say.
Hey, remember that one bitch?
That bitch was crying like a motherfucker.
Hell, no, man. Keisha?
She gonna be at the motherfuckin party.
I want my baby. Hear me, though.
She got a body.
Yeah, she got a body, man.
Shit.
A blurred image forms on a white screen. A horizontal strip of face, eyes motionless and unblinking.
DAVID (V.O.)
Take trust, for instance, or friendship: these are the important things in life, the things that matter, that help you on your way. If you cant trust your friends, well, what then?
EXT. DAWN
A series of fast-cut static scenes of empty streets.
DAVID (V.O.)
This could have been any