Of glowing honey-colored stones. Their shapes ABSTRACT as THE CAMERA EXAMINES air bubbles and crystalline patterns.
MOVING UP AND OVER this amber abstraction, the CAMERA FINDS unusual shapes and imperfections caught in the glassy stone: flecks of dirt, hairs, cracks. STILL MOVING. STARBURSTS OF LIGHT ricochet off the different surfaces of the stones.
CAMERA TURNS along a creamy stretch of amber.
PAN DOWN TO A ROW OF 몷TELLERS몶 CAGES몸 with long lines of PEOPLE waiting to collect their unemployment checks. A sign above the first window says 몷A - F몸, the second window is designated 몷G - L몸 and so on.
CLOSE ON THE SECOND WINDOW -- Waiting his turn at the head of the line is a BLACK MAN in his early 30몶s. He kills time by trying to make a beat-up old wooden yo-yo perform the ba
ALIEN NATION
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Original Screenplay by Rockne S. OBannon
Rewrite by James Cameron
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October 1987
FADE IN:
EXT. MOJAVE DESERT - DAY (TELEVISION IMAGE)
A LONG LENS SHOT of a far distant metallic object hovering
just above the ground -- maybe two or three miles away.
The heat waves and the light refraction off the desert-
scape make the object undulate rhythmically, keeping its
true shape and appea
Silence. Norland Park, a large country house built in the early part of the eighteenth century, lies in the moonlit parkland.
2 INT. NORLAND PARK. MR DASHWOODS BEDROOM. NIGHT.
In the dim light shed by candles we see a bed in which a MAN (MR DASHWOOD, 52) lies his skin waxy, his breathing laboured. Around him two silhouettes move and murmur, their clothing susurrating in the deathly hush. DOCTORS.
In the F.G. CLAUDETTE is looking for someone. Claudette is 17 years old. She is pretty. She wears a t-shirt with "Assistant Counsellor" written on it. She fills out the shirt very well.
Failing to find whomever she is looking for, Claudette walks quickly in the opposite direction.
The CAMERA holds on the game for a few seconds and we SUPERIMPOSE:
"JULY 4, 1958"
The CHILDRENS VOICES FADE slowly.
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
Coach Carter Script
Yeah! Nice job! Nice pass!
St. Francis High School
basketball phenom
Ty Crane,
who they recruited just last year,
is widely held as
the next LeBron James.
We simply know him
as "The Crane. "
Come on.
Come on, yall!
Timo, lets go man, come on.
Yeah, whatever.
Where you at? Where you at?
Pick him up! Pick him up!
- Hey, son.
- Hey.
Right here, right here.
- Blue ball!
- Good D,
Madonna: Truth Or Dare Script
I think Im in a state of shock.
I know the tours over, but its--
Last week in Spain, I really felt like I was gonna have a nervous breakdown.
I couldnt take the crowds, do the shows. It was too hot.
Everything was getting to me. And I thought...
I think Im getting ready for the depression for when the tours over.
But I really didnt feel emotional last night.
I know e
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,
Me Without You Script
Take a step forward.
And another one.
And another.
Now lift your right leg up.
Higher.
Whats the matter, Holly?
Dont you trust me?
Now hop.
Hey, Nat.
Want to try it?
Oh, please? Come on.
Can I put my foot down now?
Marina, very funny.
Marina, fucking come back! Marina!
Stick your bum up more, Holly.
Quick!
What the bloody hells going on
in here?
Get that muck off your face!