Amelie Script
-On September 3, 1973 6:28 pm and 32 sec.
a blue fly of the Calliphorides species,
whose wings can flutter 14670 times per minute
landed in Saint-Vincent Street, Montmartre.
At the exact same second, outside a restaurant,
the wind was sweeping in under a tablecloth,
causing the glasses to dance without anybody noticing it.
At the same time, on the fifth floor of avenue Trudaine,
It is very early in the dawn - blue light filters through the jungle and across a foul swamp. A mist clings to the trees. This could be the jungle of a million years ago.
Our VIEW MOVES CLOSER, through the mist, TILTING DOWN to the tepid water. A small bubble rises to the surface; then another. Suddenly, but quietly, a form begins to emerge; a helmet. Water and mud pour off revealing a set of bea
A VIDEO IMAGE FLICKERS TO LIFE. A ruggedly handsome man with dark, haunted eyes. Eyes that have seen hell.
NEVILLE
My name is Robert Neville. Today is October 17th,
the year 2002. I was born in 1960, on this very day,
so that makes today my birthday. (remembering)
Every year for my birthday, my wife Ellen would throw
me a party. A kids party. Cake, ice cream, funny hats,
"Pin the Tail on the Donk
It is very early in the dawn -blue light filters through the jungle and across a foul swamp. A mist clings to the trees. This could be the jungle of a million years ago.
Our VIEW MOVES CLOSER, through the mist, TILTING DOWN to the tepid water. A small bubble rises to the surface; then another. Suddenly, but quietly, a form begins to emerge; a helmet. Water and mud pour off revealing a set of bead
Flirting With Disaster Script
My mother could be rich.
She could be rich and smart.
Or she could be rich and stupid.
On the other hand, she could be
just poor and good-hearted.
Or she could be poor and mean.
I mean, I-I have no idea
what shes like. Its-
And theres my father, right?
I look at guys on the street every day-
regular guys
walking down the street.
And depending on my mood, I imagine
th