Projects?
l dont know whos crazier, you or me.
-l live where l work.
-Yeah, in the slum.
What about you?
l live here.
You were brought up poor?
Aint nobody with money on death row.
You and l have something in common.
-Whats that?
-We both live with the poor.
Aint you gonna ask me what l done?
-The chaplain filled me in.
-Oh, Farley?
Yeah, well, hes a very religious man.
l didnt kill nobody.
-
female lie. Thats bullshit!
I found your letters
and read them after she did it!
You said you loved her,
and she believed you!
Youre a liar!
Hurry, grow up, boy.
Ill wait for you. Cherry boy.
You want to go to school?
Ill teach you nice.
Chicken feet, monkey meat.
Come on, you buy.
You buy. Monkey meat. You buy.
Hey, sailor. What ship are you from?
Hey! What are you doing?
Big spender, give us so
The credits have that depressing, shitty, this is going to be one of those lousy black and white movies from the 1950s look. This is going to be one of those cheap teen sci-fi movies about a creature
MUSIC. When the female stars name appears, Borodins theme, which will later become adapted into "Strangers In Paradise," plays. Then we return to the stormy part, which subsides as:
THE CREDITS END
T
Female Trouble Script
I got lots
Of problems
Female trouble
Maybe Im twisted
Female trouble
They say Im a skank
But I dont care
Go ahead, put me
In your el-e-ectric chair
I got lots
Of problems
Female trouble
Maybe Im twisted
Female trouble
Hey, spare me your morals
Look, everyone does
What pleases me
Is paradise
I got lots
Of problems
Female trouble
Maybe Im twisted
Female trouble
Oink, oink
Oin
Shawshank Redemption, The
- By Frank Darabont.
1 INT -- CABIN -- NIGHT (1946)
A dark, empty room.
The door bursts open. A MAN and WOMAN enter, drunk and
giggling, horny as hell. No sooner is the door shut than
theyre all over each other, ripping at clothes, pawing at
flesh, mouths locked together.
He gropes for a lamp, tries to turn it on, knocks it over
instead. Hell with it. Hes got mor