admires the skull, then he looks down and sees a puddle of
black oil under his right shoe.)
STEVIE: What the...?
(Suddenly, he drops the skull and grabs his stomach, looking ill.
The black oil begins to crawl up his body and onto his face,
creeping underneath his skin.)
KID 1: Stevie?
KID 2: Hey, Stevie, you okay?
(As he looks up, we see his eyes cloud over with the oil.)
KID 2: Hey man, lets get
admire
your honesty. Hell, I like you. You can come
over to my
house and fuck my sister.
Sergeant HARTMAN purnches JOKER in the
stomach.
JOKER sags to his knees.
HARTMAN
You little
scumbag! Ive got your name! Ive
got your ass! You will not laugh!
You will not
cry! You will learn by the numbers. I will
teach
you. Now get up! Get on your feet! You
had best unfuck yourself or I
will unscrew
yo
rear of a M-60 machine gun, hand painted in a paisley design.
Now the VIEW MOVES AWAY, ACROSS the ancient growth, PAST the glimmer of what seems to be another soldier hiding in ambush, wearing an exotic hat made from birds and bushes. ACROSS to a dark trail where the legs of those in black pajamas move silently across our ever TIGHTENING VIEW. Their feet, boots and sandals leave no impression; ma
rear of the formation. An UPTIGHT BRIT - McKECKNIE, is flying along
side them. Hes as JUMPY AS HELL, scanning the skies for enemy planes.
MATT looks around furtively. None of the other pilots are looking in
their direction. With practiced skill, MATT reaches down for something
in his tiny cockpit ... HE STANDS UP, wedging the control column between
his knees and turns back towards JACKS Camel ...
Admiral of the Ocean Sea,
Governor of that Island. You will
remember with what hopes and
promises he beguiled us -- the truth
is that he now presides over a state
of chaos, degradation and madness
beyond imagining.
SANCHEZ punctuates each word carefully.
SANCHEZ
From the beginning, Columbus proved
himself incapable of managing the
affairs of the island. He appointed
his brothers to important posi
Admiral John J. Finchley Award
for delivering...
...more toothpaste than toilet paper...
...than any other navy cargo ship
in the safe area of the Pacific!
-Read this, Doc. See how it sounds.
-What is it?
My application for transfer.
lve been rewriting it since l got off watch.
-Another?
-This ones different.
lm trying something new.
A stronger wording. Read it carefully.
From Lieutenant J.G. Dou
rear entry.
Window at the back. Were upstairs.
Its the maid.
Consuela Martinez.
And thats Page Forrester.
Christ!
Weve got multiple stab wounds.
The wounds are jagged.
The blade must have a kind of serration.
Ill know much more tomorrow.
The cause of death is obvious.
- Where was Forrester?
- Over here.
He comes in, he gets hit. He blacks out.
He comes to and goes upstairs
and finds them.
- And s
Midway Script
Admiral Yamamoto, please.
He asked not to be disturbed. It is most urgent.
Admiral Yamamoto?
Tokyo has been bombed. When?
15 minutes ago. Yokohama, Kawasaki and Yokosuka were also bombed.
His Imperial Majesty is unharmed. I personally phoned the palace.
Damage? Very little to Tokyo. No reports from the other cities,
but it seems probable that they too were barely scratched.
How did
admirer, Mrs Schnitman.
You are such a doll, Alfie. But Im supposed to be on a diet.
Oh, on a diet?
- A diet. - You?
- Yeah. - Now, I dont mean to be forward, Lu,
but you should know by now that a full-figured girl like yourself
- is every guys secret fantasy. - Stop it.
So shes a tub of lard. The ships already sailed,
so why not make her feel good about herself, right?
- Oh, Lu? - Yes, angel?
Im
admiring crowd, both
boys
and girls alike.
BOY
(adoring)
Hey, Bianca.
GIRL
Awesome shoes.
The greetings continue as Chastity remains wordless and
unaddressed by her side. Bianca smiles proudly,
acknowledging her fans.
GUIDANCE COUNSELORS OFFICE - DAY
CAMERON JAMES, a clean-cut, easy-going senior with an open,
farm-boy face, sits facing Miss Perky, an impossibly cheery
guidance counselor.
MIS