mocking me.
STACY
(softening)
Im sorry, but youre not
going to die a virgin Rod.
EXT. LOVERS LANE
There is another car around the bend, hidden from sight. Its an old beat
up Imperial from the late sixties. Someone is watching them. Its probably
a psychopath.
INT. RODS CAR
Rod leans in and starts kissing Stacy again.
ROD(cont.)
I dont wanna take that chance.
I want my first time to be with you.
Sh
mock crocs.
And you promised to take me to dinner
tomorrow night.
- Money isn"t everything.
- I know.
It"ll do until everything comes along.
Help! Somebody!
Stop! Please, stop!
They"ve got knives!
Don"t get involved, Colin.
Let"s get out of here.
Taxi.
Over here.
I need my beauty sleep.
Bayswater.
Last chance, Colin.
See you after the show tomorrow, all right?
And don"t be late.
Last chance.
She
Murder By Numbers Script
Should we say it one last time?
One cannot live fully without embracing suicide and crime.
Say it.
A pact made with relentless fire that requires that some live...
...others die.
On three.
One...
...two...
...three!
Each of us has within us a weak aspect...
...eager to give up freedom to be dominated.
But we also have a will that desires freedom, that insists...
...on dec
crimes received any form of financial
compensation". Fade out.
2. Establishing shot of upper-middle class suburban home.
We hear on the soundtrack the daily morning chatter
of a family rushing to get to work and school.
Subtitle appears: "2815 Calverton Court. The
Sutphin Family". Fade out.
Second subtitle fades in: "Friday, September 18th,
1992. 7:08am". Fade out.
3. Interior cheery, bright SUTP
Club Dread Script
Screaming, Laughing
I cant believe you invited that guy.
Mock English Accent Hes such a bloody wanker.
Oh, cut it out, Rolo. God! Why are you always makin fun of him?
Give me a break. Sissy Brit.
- Who the hell talks like that? - " Laughing "
- "Youre such a jerk, Rolo." - Youre gonna love this shit.
Chuckles Pure Costa Rica Freaka.
- Ow! - Hey, Stacy...
while I torch this baby
mocking him?
-You mocking him?
-You better not be.
-You better not be.
-Pistachio, stop it. No mocking.
-Pistachio, stop it. No mocking.
Why do you Iet
that IittIe nutbaII be a waiter?
Listen. You have a probIem with my son,
then you have a probIem with me.
You are not weIcome here.
You, and you, get out!
Pistachio, what did I teII you?
Yes, I know, Papa. Im sorry.
I couIdnt heIp myseIf.
-The moc
crimes.
The door is opened. The corpse again leads the way.
INT. WATCHHOUSE, JAIL -- NIGHT
A two-tiered prison, alive with MOANS of AGONY and CRIES of
INSANITY. Cells are full of wretched men in chains and iron
gags. Many are against the bars, watching.
ICHABOD
Our first night watch is adequate
against fire and some violence,
but if we were more often able to
ensure justice, after the fact,
then
Crimes Unit -- Detectives Ray
Duquette and Gloria Perez.
(beat)
Theyre here to give you what we hope
will be a fresh perspective on these
subjects, and to answer any questions
you night have.
Sam turns to the wings, his hand out to welcome the visitors...
RAY DUQUETTE, mid-thirties, with the lanky build of a light
heavyweight, walks out onto the stage. Hes dressed in a dark
suit, dark hair combed
crime elements such as John Roselli,
Sam Giancana, and Santos Trafficante of Tampa,
whose casino operations in Cuba, worth more than
a hundred million dollars a year in income,
Castro has shut down.
CUBAN MISSILE CRISIS
Khrushchev, Kennedy, Castro on television, meetings with Cabinet,
Russian vessels in Caribbean, U.S. nuclear bases on alert, civilians
going to underground safe areas ... th
Mock coughing] Phony.
[Honk] Ooh!
- Im Mrs. Caloway. - Hi.
- And this is Grace. - Hi.
No applause and trophies here, Im afraid.
Just the fruits of our good, honest labor.
Hi.
Workin stiffs, huh?
Boy, I remember those days.
Wow! Youre the biggest cow I have ever saw.
Well, if youre in charge, Ill take that as a compliment.
- Uh... - And if youre not...
I guess Ill just have to sit on you.
Mom!
Hey