Age 26, lean, hard, the consummate loner. On the surface he appears good-looking, even handsome; he has a quiet steady look and a disarming smile which flashes from nowhere, lighting up his whole face. But behind that smile, around his dark eyes, in his gaunt cheeks, one can see the ominous stains caused by a life of private fear, emptiness and loneliness. He seems to have wandered in from a land
"HUNTER"
Written by
Jim Thomas and John Thomas
"HUNTER"
FADE IN
1 EXT. OUTER SPACE 1
The infinite blackness punctuated by a billion stars.
As we slowly DESCEND through the varied shades of blue
of the Earths atmosphere, we HEAR the first strains of
a haunting, Central American FLUTE, joined by a swelling
background of JUNGLE SOUNDS. We descend further,
through a lush JUNGLE CANOPY, backlit by a s
Karate Kid Part 3 Script
Fear does not exist in this dojo.
Does it?
No, Sensei!
Pain does not exist in this dojo.
Does it?
No, Sensei!
Defeat does not exist in this dojo.
Does it?
No, Sensei!
Fear does not exist in this dojo.
Does it?
No, Sensei!
Pain does not exist in this dojo.
Does it?
No, Sensei!
Defeat does not exist in this dojo.
Does it?
No, Sensei!
Prepare!
We do not train to be merciful
A silver throwing-bird is chosen from a weapons array. Gloved hands lift a black eye mask. Tunic armor CLICKS shut, turning to reveal the chest-borne insignia of a Robin.
INT. BATCAVE
BATMAN - CLOSE
Emerges from his costume vault.
WIDER
Deeper excavation has doubled the size of the cavern.
New state-of-the-art computing systems flash. Surveillance screens monitor news and police FREQUENCIES. Crim
-- TERMINATOR 2 SCRIPT --
1 ext. city street - day 1
Downtown L.A. Noon on a hot summer day. On an EXTREME LONG LENS the
lunchtime crowd stacks up into a wall of humanity. In SLOW MOTION they
move in herds among the glittering rows of cars jammed bumper to bumper.
Heat ripples distort the torrent of faces. The image is surreal,
dreamy... and like a dream it begins very slowly to
dissolve to:
2 e
In The Bedroom Script
I love it here.
I know you do.
I can feel my life, you know?
... pitch to Aderberg, and fall over
the outside corner of the field.
He was expecting a home run.
Pryor didnt say anything.
-Morning, Dr. Fowler.
-Morning, Natalie.
-How you doing, boys?
-Great!
Hey, Duncan,
sure you dont wanna go?
-You wanna get in here?
-No, he wants to stay here.
Scootch up,
get in the middle t
H A N N I B A L
Screenplay
by
Steven Zaillian
Based on the Novel
by
Thomas Harris
Revision
February 9, 2000
INT. PANEL VAN - DAY
Clarice Starling is dead, laid out in fatigues across a bench
in the back of a ratty, rattling undercover van. Three other
agents sit perched on the opposite bench, staring at her
lifeless body.
BURKE
How can she sleep at a time like this?
BRIGHAM
Shes on a jump-out squ
Mumford Script
I got out of the truck in this two-bit town.
I got no money and no prospects.
What I need right now is a stiff drink,
a cold shower and a hot broad.
Ill take em in any order they come.
Oh, yeah, one other thing I need: An angle.
If it werent for bad luck,
I wouldnt have any luck at all.
Can I help you?
Either my luck had just changed,
or fate just bought me
another round of trouble
Predator
Written by
Jim Thomas and John Thomas
FADE IN
1 EXT. OUTER SPACE 1
The infinite blackness punctuated by a billion stars.
As we slowly DESCEND through the varied shades of blue
of the Earths atmosphere, we HEAR the first strains of
a haunting, Central American FLUTE, joined by a swelling
background of JUNGLE SOUNDS. We descend further,
through a lush JUNGLE CANOPY, backlit by a setting su
G.I. JANE
??
by
David Twohy
FIRST DRAFT
August 6, 1995
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FADE IN:
INT. SENATE HEARING ROOM - CAPITOL BLDG. - DAY
Blinding in their white uniforms, naval flag officers sit
in the audience, showing their support for THEODORE HAYES,
a 50-year-old civilian. This is his confirmation hearing.
Reading from prepared material:
HAYES
... last few years have brought many
advances in the interests of women