brocade coats,
and large woolen hats, black braids trailing down their
backs. A yellow palanquin is carried by four large monks,
wearing maroon robes.
The caravan reaches the top of the mountain pass and turns -
a sudden shift in direction - a switchback. The travelers
head downhill.
BOY (VO)
Tell me.
Now, we see the menss destination. A lake. An incredibly
blue, circular lake, sunk between snow-
brocades and silk. In her
arms, she carries a bouquet of wildflowers wrapped in a
lace napkin. Like these blossoms, she herself is young
and fresh and innocent. She sings a simple country air as
she runs through the waving grass toward the deep woods.
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EXT. DEEP WOODS - DAY
On an emerald patch of moss in the shade beneath the
spreading limbs of chestnuts and oaks, numbers of small
animals gamb
BARRY LYNDON
A Screenplay by Stanley Kubrick
Based on the novel by William Makepeace Thackeray
FADE IN:
EXT. PARK - DAY
Brief shot of duel.
RODERICK (V.O.)
My father, who was well-known to the
best circles in this kingdom under
the name of roaring Harry James, was
killed in a duel, when I was fifteen
years old.
EXT. GARDEN - DAY
Mrs. James, talking with a suitor; Roderick, at a
distance.
RODERICK
SNOW FALLING ON CEDARS
Screenplay by Ron Bass and Scott Hicks
Based on the novel by David Guterson
May 4, 1998
NOTE: THE HARD COPY OF THIS SCRIPT CONTAINED SCENE NUMBERS
AND SOME "OMITTED" SLUGS. THEY HAVE BEEN REMOVED FOR THIS
SOFT COPY.
EXT. THE SUSAN MARIE, SHIP CHANNEL BANK - NIGHT
Fog. Penetrated only by sound. The LAPPING of sea at a
drifting hull. Tendrils of mist part, revealing...
...a f
Malloy sits over a table fiddling with the tape. He is young, half-shaven, dressed in T shirt and jeans. He looks too --
LOUIS, who stands by the window, looking out on the streeet, with his back to Mallowy. Louis is dressed in an old-fashioned suit.
LOUIS
So you want me to tell you the story of my life...
MALLOY
Thats what I do. I interview people. I collect lives. F.M. radio. F.F.R.C. I just