-
Flashdance Script
First, when theres nothing
But a slow, glowing dream
That your fear
Seems to hide
Deep inside
Your mind
All alone
I have cried
Silent tears
Full of pride
In a world
Made of steel
Made of stone
Well, I hear the music
Close my eyes
Feel the rhythm
Wrap around
Take a hold of my heart
What a feeling
Beings believing
I can have it all now lm dancing
For my life
Take your passion
An
moving sculpture of the two
cars wants to climb up the hill, then stops and slides back
toward the road The Cadillac tips onto its side. Then all is
silent. A fire erupts in the sedan and as the dust clears we
see the woman appear, then crawl out of the Cadillac to the
road. Her face is vacant. There is a bleeding cut just above
her forehead. She stands for a moment clutching her purse -
lost , t
movie is Trading Places.
- Hrs. Has to be.
- Trading Places.
- Beverly Hills Cop.
- Delirious.
- Beverly Hills Cop.
- No, Hrs.
- All of them.
- Hrs.
- All of them.
- Hrs.
I even liked Best Defense.
Im looking forward to seeing
him in that leather suit.
- Im telling you, that behind and all.
- Yeah, hes looking sexy.
- He looks good.
- Handsome.
Thank you.
Sit down. Everybody, sit, sit.
Cool out.
pencil on the table. He raises his head as though about to speak. Everyone looks up expectantly. And... LORD WALTON goes back to fidgeting. So does everyone else.
CUT TO:
CREDIT. POLYGRAM & WORKING TITLE PRESENT.
CUT TO:
INT. NATIONAL GALLERY. BOARD ROOM - DAY
The scene is as silent and static as we left it Last... then:
GARETH
I suppose we could just sack him.
CUT TO:
EXT. MR BEANS STREET. DAY
MOVIE THEATER - NIGHT
An enthusiastic crowd adjusts their 3-D glasses.
모
EXT. COHEN MANSION (BEVERLY HILLS) - DAY
In monogrammed silk pajamas, Mickey Cohen answers the
door, his pet BULLDOG Mickey Jr. at his feet. The police
are waiting. REPORTERS flashbulbs pop.
POLICE OFFICER
Mr. Cohen, youre under arrest.
COHEN
Bullshit. Whats the charge?
POLICE OFFICER
Non-payment of federal income tax.
COH
MOVING TOWARD the screen, CLOSING IN as each
digit is matched, one by one, snapping into place like the
wheels of a slot machine.
TRINITY (V.O.)
Dont be ridiculous.
CYPHER (V.O.)
Were going to kill him. Do you
understand that? Hes going to die
just like the others.
TRINITY (V.O.)
Morpheus believes he is the One.
Only two thin digits left.
CYPHER (V.O.)
Do you?
TRINITY (V.O.)
I... it doesnt matter
movie or something.
Anna...
...you are really great.
But this is just way too out of control for me.
Im sorry.
Of course you can kiss me.
Weiss to Control. Returning home with Liberty.
Good night.
- Poor kid. - All right, well, at least shes home safe.
How about I get you home safe?
- How about I call you when I get there? - Sure.
- Youre not gonna call me, are you? - No.
Its out of my way, anywa
silent)
(man on radio)... classics from
the s, s, s and s.
(radio fades)
(radio reception fades in and out)
(# "Do You Believe in Magic"
by The Lovin Spoonful)
(Christy) We looked all over Manhattan
for a place to live,
till finally we found the house
of the man who screamed.
(man) What are you doing
with the camera, little girl?
- You the police?
- (mother) What?
Are you the police?
- No. We
silent boo.
What? Huh? What are you looking at?
This girl I met last night. I told her to come.
Shes skinny! You have sex, you might start a fire.
The next act is a comedian. Mr Lance Barton!
- Whats with the hat? - You dont like the hat?
You look like youre gonna tie somebody to the railroad tracks!
People want to see Lance Barton, the comedian.
- What people? - Lance Barton people.
- Lance Bart
moving down the
sidewalk, looking back over his shoulder...
The Young Republican is lead to a waiting LIMO by a DRIVER.
Welles moves to the nearby TAXI STAND...
INT. TAXI -- DAY
Welles gets in, turning in his seat to watch behind.
CAB DRIVER
Where to?
Welles keeps watching, sees the limo pull away and pass.
WELLES
Follow that limousine. Dont get
too close, dont let it get too far
away. Just keep