The sun shines brightly on the classic facade of the main library at Fifth Avenue and 42nd Street. In the adjacent park area, pretty hustlers and drug peddlers go about their business.
FRONT STEPS
A few people lounge on the steps flanked by the familiar stone lions.
INT. MAIN READING ROOM - DAY
People are dotted throughout the room sitting at the long oak tables polished by decades of use. Readin
"GODS AND MONSTERS"
Screenplay
by
Bill Condon
Based on the novel
"Father of Frankenstein"
by
Christopher Bram
May 30, 1997
SHOOTING DRAFT
NOTE: THE HARD COPY OF THIS SCRIPT CONTAINED SCENE NUMBERS
AND SOME "SCENE OMITTED" SLUGS. THEY HAVE BEEN REMOVED FOR
THIS SOFT COPY.
FADE IN:
MAIN TITLES BEGIN
Writhing pools of light and dark, out of which emerge images
from "The Bride of Frankenstein," direc
The time is 1959. HOLLY SARGIS, the 15-year-old heroine, sits on her bed, petting her dog. The CAMERA DOLLIES BACK as she talks on VOICE OVER.
HOLLY (V.O.)
My mother died of pneumonia when I was just a kid. My father had kept their wedding cake in the freezer for ten whole years. After the funeral he gave it to the yardman... He tried to act cheerful, but he could never be consoled by the little
LARRY: You promised to sit through the entire hockey game without being bored and Ill sit through the Wagner opera with you next week.
CAROL: I know, honey, I promised. I know.
LARRY: I already bought the earplugs.
CAROL: Yeah. Well, with your eyesight Im surprised you can see the puck.
CAROL: Yay, hooray.
[In the street]
LARRY: God. I cant wait to get into bed and stretch out.
CAROL: Yeah.
LARR
X-Men
By
Ed Solomon
Revisions:
Chris McQuarrie
Tom DeSanto
Bryan Singer
February 24, 1999
BLACK
Sounds of a train rolling to a halt, a shrill whistle.
EXT. CAMP - DAY
UP ON the door of a weathered cattle car as a German
soldier steps into frame wearing that familiar gray of
the all-too familiar era.
He throws the door to reveal a mass of huddled and
frightened people inside.
The words are not nec
A Chinese GONG SOUNDS and the glittering doors of an art Deco pa-poda slide open to reveal a mammoth silver stairway down which rows of beautiful women start descending.
BEGIN MAIN TITLES
The lovely ladies are a mix of races and they sing a strange, haunting melody - one might think them a heavenly choir, if it werent for their sexy, clinging lame gowns.
INT. CLUB ENTRANCE
From the ethereal beau
Rolls into FRAME. A bauble of green and blue and white swirls of cloud cover. The eerie clip and whistle of cosmic rays is drowned out by static and someone singing 몵MY WAY몶 - in Russian.
2 MOVING INTO FRAME - A SOVIET CAPSULE
Gleaming white. Black letters on its side, CCCP. A Russian COSMONAUGHT in his space suit is outside, repairing radio antenna. He몶s the one singing.
3 INSIDE THE CAPSU
A large and very comfortable office over-looking St. Patricks Cathedral. At the moment the office is filled to bursting with men and women, slumped in chairs, sitting on desks, all of them very tense. Among the crowd of people we note: MURRAY FISHER, a young and very ambitious junior executive and PHYLLIS BERNARD, an attractive woman in her early thirties. She is a lawyer with the agency.
At the
A SILHOUETTED MAN in front of mirror dons his Marine dress blues. Spit polish shoes laced. Medals clipped to jacket. All in CLOSEUP. We never see him fully.
The Man puts HIS HAT squarely on his head. EYES glint.
On the mans dresser: MARINE MEMORABILIA. Three Purple Hearts, photos of a WOMAN (his wife), PHOTOS OF MARINES in combat locales.
TIGHTER INTO THE PHOTOS
We HEAR PANICKED VOICES, EXPLOSION
The mule and the boy finally reach a camp. A few tents dwarfed by a huge temple door jutting out of the sand. The camp is deserted except for some kids by the temple entrance holding large mirrors, reflecting light into the temple.
Omar leaves his mule in the shade, seizes two goatskins and slips inside the temple.
3 INT. TEMPLE - DAY
Omar makes his way uneasily down a pillared corridor that open