TRACKING DOWN the line of empty, open capsules. Frozen twilight. The final four capsules are sealed, lids in place.
ANGLE - INSIDE CAPSULE
NEWT, then RIPLEY. HICKS next, his head and chest bandaged. Then BISHOP in his caul of plastic. But the lid of Bishops capsule is misted with hothouse condensation.
CLOSER
A tear of fluid streaks the condensation.
An alarm SOUNDS.
A monitor begins to scroll da
The camera is moving toward an Indian city. We are high and far away, only the sound of the wind as we grow nearer and nearer, and through the passing clouds these words appear:
No mans life can be encompassed in one telling. There is no way to give each year its allotted weight, to include each event, each person who helped to shape a lifetime. What can be done is to be faithful in spirit to the
A beautiful golden sun is setting. The sky is on fire. The CAMERA starts to move downwards. A large neon sign rises into shot. It rests on top of a skyscraper and fills the frame. The building is neither past nor future in design but a bit of both.
Slowly we pan downwards revealing the city that spreads below... A glittering conglomeration of elevated transport tubes, smaller square buildings wh
thing, CAMERA moves away towards this something:
A bus boy cleaning a table, EDDIE ADAMS, aged 17. CAMERA moves into a CU --
blending to SLOW MOTION (40fps) for a moment.
(Note: In the text Eddie Adams will be referred to as Dirk Diggler.)
ANGLE, JACKS TABLE.
Jack turns his head, looks across the dance floor and sees this kid
cleaning the table.
ANGLE, DIRK DIGGLER.
He looks up, catches Jack look
The Man hands his coat to coat check woman and thanks her. When he turns we get our first view of DR. RICHARD KIMBLE, a tall, athletic man, with a trim beard.
He moves from the outer lobby into a fabulously decorated ballroom where a fashion show is taking place as a medical fundraiser. Doctors and their spouses, hospital brass and sponsers mingle. Women sit near the runway watching the models. M
Grainy but unmistakably a man and woman making love. Photograph shakes. SOUND of a man MOANING in anguish. The photograph is dropped, REVEALING ANOTHER, MORE compromising one. Then another, and another. More moans.
CURLYS VOICE
(crying out)
Oh, no.
INT. GITTES OFFICE
CURLY drops the photos on Gittes desk. Curly towers over GITTES and sweats heavily through his workmans clothes, his breathing prog
Phosphor (Energy Converter)
Inorganic phosphor materials
“Classical” inorganic phosphors usually consist of a host lattice with activator ions doped into it in small concentrations, typically a few mole percent or less.
Host lattice & Activator ion
1st type : weak interaction (Ln3+)
2nd type: strong interaction ( Mn2+, Eu2+, Ce3+, Pb2+,Sb3+, Ce3+, MoO42-, NbO43-)
Activator (+ Sensit
thing. It is bound with black electrical tape, time-bomb fashion, to a plastic water-filled spray bottle.
The alarm RINGS; the bell hammer tugging the piece of kite string tied to the trigger of the bottle; water is misted onto the face of -
BRIAN STEVENSON, a dark-haired twelve-year-old with eyes that dont miss much. Awake now, he shuts off the alarm and snaps on the Tensor lamp next to his bed
MR. BEAN
By
Richard Curtis
And
Robin Driscoll
INT. NATIONAL GALLERY. BOARDROOM - DAY
A very grand room, with lots of wood and some very famous portraits round the walls.
A group of grave gentlemen and gentlewomen. They are the trustees of the National Gallery. LORD WALTON, a very grand man, sits at the table head. To his right sits his assistant, GARETH. All are deep in thought. LORD WALTON fidge