Cell
FADE IN:
A SPECK OF DUST
Grains of sand dance in the wind. As we glide over a VAST
DESERT, the speck of dust becomes a HORSE AND RIDER.
CATHERINE YOUNG straddles the beautiful black animal, her
mesmerizing eyes scanning the horizon. A curious breeze
blows across her exquisite face and she drinks it in, as if
the wind itself were telling something to her...
Catherine sees a FLICKERING LIGHT
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,
Name Of The Rose Script
Having reached the end
of my poor sinners life...
my hair now white...
I prepare to leave
on this parchment my testimony...
as to the wondrous
and terrible events...
I witnessed in my youth...
towards the end of the year
of Our Lord .
May God grant me
the wisdom and grace...
to be the faithful chronicler
of the happenings that took place...
in a remote abbey
in the dark no
Anamorph Script
They were pulling her out of the river
when I got there
more water than blood in her
at that point.
-- Was she able to speak?
-- No.
She stopped breathing
OK, that should be enough
Detective Aubrey, despite
some irregularities ...
with regards to proper
Police procedures,
We will not be proceeding
any further with our inquiry.
Six weeks have elasped ...
since the last Uncle Eddie
AS GOOD AS IT GETS
by
Mard Andrus
And
James J. Brooks
Story by
Mark Andrus
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INT. APARTMENT BUILDING (NEW YORK), HALLWAY - NIGHT
ANGLE ON apartment doorway. As it opens and an
enormously SWEET-FACED, ELDER WOMAN steps out, bungled up
against the cold -- turning back to call inside to the
unseen love of
---
Mr. Deeds Goes To Town Script
Corny, who do you think
youre talking to?
If the Semple attorneys dont know
who the heir is, who does?
Come on, Corny. Ive done you a lot of
favors. Whos getting the Semple dough?
Youre asking the wrong guy, Mac.
Im only a press agent.
- Newspaperman?
- Wants to know who the heir is.
- Hang up.
- Sorry, Mac, l cant--
- Yeah, sure, but I aint the attorney.
- Hang
Traffic
by
Stephen Gaghan
EXT. COLUMBUS, OHIO - DAY
The state capital of Ohio. Its an impressive building for
a city this size.
SUPERTITLE: COLUMBUS, OHIO - STATE CAPITAL
INT. OHIO STATE SUPREME COURT - DAY
In chambers striving for august, JUSTICES listen to a lawyer
MR. RODMAN, argue his case before the highest court in Ohio.
Mr. Rodman enjoys the sound of his own voice.
MR. RODMAN
This informan
Maurice Script
Thank you.
Hall.
Come here, please.
- Sir?
- Come on.
Have a good send-off?
Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.
Mr. Abrahams gave me a picture -
The Light of the World.
The fellas have given me a set of Guatemalas.
Up to two dollars!
The ones with the parrot
and the pillar on.
Look, sir.
Oh, splendid, splendid.
And, um, what did Mr. Abrahams say to you?
Told you you were a miserable sinner,
A VIDEO IMAGE FLICKERS TO LIFE. A ruggedly handsome man with dark, haunted eyes. Eyes that have seen hell.
NEVILLE
My name is Robert Neville. Today is October 17th,
the year 2002. I was born in 1960, on this very day,
so that makes today my birthday. (remembering)
Every year for my birthday, my wife Ellen would throw
me a party. A kids party. Cake, ice cream, funny hats,
"Pin the Tail on the Donk
BARRY LYNDON
A Screenplay by Stanley Kubrick
Based on the novel by William Makepeace Thackeray
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EXT. PARK - DAY
Brief shot of duel.
RODERICK (V.O.)
My father, who was well-known to the
best circles in this kingdom under
the name of roaring Harry James, was
killed in a duel, when I was fifteen
years old.
EXT. GARDEN - DAY
Mrs. James, talking with a suitor; Roderick, at a
distance.
RODERICK