A beautiful, sprawling suburban estate at sunset. Classic wrought-iron gates protect a winding driveway which snakes its way up through a neatly manicured lawn.
INT. WAYNE LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
ALFRED PENNYWORTH, the Wayne family butler, fluffs up a cushion in the large, elegant living room. A kind-looking man in his late forties with dark moustache and hair, he epitomizes the proper British moor d
Nutty Professor 2: The Klumps Script
Well, look what rolled in.
You know, at first, I thought you was old-ass Raisinet riding on a skateboard.
Id like to come over there and choke the life out of you right in front of Jesus.
Sweet Lord, give me strength. Dont make me have to whup nobodys head in church.
Ignore him, Lord. Ignore all his prayers.
He aint nothing, never did nothing. Give him a strok
In black, we hear a chain-gang chant, many voices together, spaced around the unison strike of picks against rock. A title burns in:
O muse!
Sing in me, and through me tell the story
Of that man skilled in all the ways of contending...
A wanderer, harried for years on end...
On the sound of an impact we cut to:
A PICK
splitting a rock.
As the chant continues, wider angles show the chain-gang at w
21 Grams Script
[ Chattering ]
- [ Rock ]
- Check, please.
Look, Daddy,
a volcano.
Its very pretty.
Now drink up your volcano.
All right. Were going.
Mommys waiting.
Daddy, please.
Just one more minute.
No. Were going.
No.
- Yes. Yes.
- No.
No.
Until I ended up
flatlining at the hospital.
But I survived.
And instead of
letting that scare me,
I kept on going.
Until...
my first daughter
was born.
A
A blurred image forms on a white screen. A horizontal strip of face, eyes motionless and unblinking.
DAVID (V.O.)
Take trust, for instance, or friendship: these are the important things in life, the things that matter, that help you on your way. If you cant trust your friends, well, what then?
EXT. DAWN
A series of fast-cut static scenes of empty streets.
DAVID (V.O.)
This could have been any