-- 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:
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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
Kicking And Screaming Script
I think violence
is always justified some of the time.
- So if I disagree, that means youre gonna hit me.
- Hey, Grover.
Hey, Gail.
Who would you rather be stranded
on a desert island with? MacNeil or Lehrer?
Ebert.
Oh, Ill tell you the worst thing
about losing a foot. Hey, man!
Evening.
Jane, I knew youd win the fiction prize.
Youre a -Youre a brilliant writer.
Would
Note: Hows this for a change from the finished product?!? ... and NO mention of the powerful Opening Vistas! This is how the script begins ...
[FADE IN]
The screen is a microcosm of leaf, crystal drops of precipitation, a stone, emerald green moss. Its a landscape in miniature. We HEAR the forest. Some distant birds. Their sound seems to reverberate as if in a cavern. A piece of sunlight refracts
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
??
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
BOUND
by
Larry and Andy Wachowski
??
FADE IN:
Inside a closet.
It is a large closet with double doors, a crisp line of
light cutting down through the center of the darkness.
As we begin to descend, we hear a mans stern voice.
MAN (V.O.)
I know your type. Your type is
dangerous.
We move past a shelf filled with hat boxes and hand bags.
It is a womans closet.
MAN (V.O.)
You know how to act, how to
FREDDYS DEAD - THE FINAL NIGHTMARE
FADE IN:
INT. DC-10 AIRLINER - NIGHT
JACOB JOHNSON is sleeping. It doesnt look like a pleasant
experience. He is sixteen, dirty blonde, his eyes visibly
moving under closed lids as he sits huddle under a blanket in
his window seat. The lights are dim -- the shade on the
window closed -- a bead of sweat dribbles down his forehead.
The HUMMING of the jets eng
Martin Lawrence Live: Runteldat Script
Listen, youre in a privileged position
to learn a thing or two.
Keep your mouth shut
and your eyes open.
Runteldat.
I been through so much,
you know, in my life, so...
I kind of wanted to get back out
and tell my own story.
Maryland, DC, is my hometown,
so I grew up here.
Im a little man, so you kind of get
the little man"complex sometimes.
You feel like you
THE BRIDGES OF MADISON COUNTY
Our story begins in 1965, on a hot afternoon in August.
FADE IN
EXT. IOWA LANDSCAPE - DAY
Rolling green hills, lush farmland, vast open space. Not a
house or sign of life in sight. On a long dusty road, a TRUCK
is driving across the screen. Clouds of dirt follow in its
tracks -- its motor, the only sound we hear.
INT. TRUCK - DAY
FRANCESCA JOHNSON is sitting in t