pile of laundry. Then he
grabs the radio, staggers up, increasing the radios volume
as he does so, to drown out the voice of his wife.
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Above him, Edna raves on for a moment (we cant make out what
she is saying), then furiously slams the window shut.
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CUT TO:
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INT. UPSTAIRS LIVING ROOM - EVENING
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The room is musty and cluttered like an old attic. Edna
stomps away from the window and turns
dominates itself, an enormous pile, compounded of several genuine castles, of European origin, of varying architecture - dominates the scene, from the very peak of the mountain.
DISSOLVE:
GOLF LINKS (MINIATURE)
Past which we move. The greens are straggly and overgrown, the fairways wild with tropical weeds, the links unused and not seriously tended for a long time.
DISSOLVE OUT:
DISSOLVE IN:
piles up on the floor.
2 INT.
BARRACKS--DAY
Marine recruits stand at attention in front of their
bunks.
Master Gunnery Sergeant HARTMAN walks along the
line of
blank-faced recruits.
HARTMAN
I am Gunnery Sergeant
Hartman, your Senior
Drill Instructor. From now on, you will speak
only when spoken to, and the first and last
words out of your filthy
sewers will be "Sir!"
Do you maggots understand
battering ram.
- Ooh, what for?
- How about two shillings?
- I havent got two shillings.
- Well take it anyway.
No! You dirty, rotten swine!
You broke my little cardboard sword.
A stowaway, I sayl Come on outl
All right, I will come out.
Send in Mr Sellers.
- Good morning.
- Good morning, Mr Sellers.
- Now...
- Yul Brynner. Is that you with him?
Yes. Am I right in reading that
youre here for the
battered van pulls to the curb in front, a mint low-
rider Impala convertible, stereo thumping, cruises past.
INT. PANEL VAN - DAY
The thumping fades, leaving the Macarena filtering in.
Starling pulls the cover off the eyepiece of a periscope
bolted to the ceiling of the van and makes a full rotation
of the objective lens concealed in the roof ventilator, catching
glimpses of:
A man with big fore