collector
of contemporary art in the world.
When he buys, the painter is made.
- Did he buy?
- Not exactly.
I see. The sun came out
and he was in a hurry.
Mark my words, hell be back.
Ill make a frame for the canvas tonight.
Youd do much better to sit
and have a drink.
Trust me, Henri, the sales as good as made.
Did you see that dirty-necked Algerian
step on my foot?
I saw you kick her in the der
Pretty, 30ish JOY JORDAN and teary-eyed STUART sit opposite each other. He is trying to resist bursting into tears as they finish dessert.
JOY
Stuart??Are you okay?
STUART
Yeah. Sure. Im fine.
JOY
Good. Well. I had a really nice time.
STUART
Yeah. Me too.
JOY
THE AMERICAN PRESIDENT
Screenplay
by
Aaron Sorkin
FADE IN:
As the OPENING TTTLES ROLL against a series of shots of
statues and paintings of former presidents, we HEAR shards of
dialogue from various presidential speeches.
MAIN TITLES END ON
EXT. BEAUTIFUL ESTABLISHING SHOT OF THE WHITE HOUSE - DAY
Its an early November morning, and the sun has just come
over this extraordinary building. WE HOLD
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
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National Treasure 2: Book Of Secrets Script
[fireworks exploding]
[crowd clamoring]
[indistinct chatter]
[man] Hes in the other room.
- Are you Thomas Gates?
- Yes.
We got something
that wed like you to take a look at.
I hear youre quite good
with puzzles and riddles.
- [man] Its a coded message.
- [Gates] Its a Playfair cipher.
- Pla