TRACKING DOWN the line of empty, open capsules. Frozen twilight. The final four capsules are sealed, lids in place.
ANGLE - INSIDE CAPSULE
NEWT, then RIPLEY. HICKS next, his head and chest bandaged. Then BISHOP in his caul of plastic. But the lid of Bishops capsule is misted with hothouse condensation.
CLOSER
A tear of fluid streaks the condensation.
An alarm SOUNDS.
A monitor begins to scroll da
The Witching Hour
Screenplay by ANNE RICE
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FADE IN:
EXT. A SCOTTISH MOOR - NIGHT - 1670 A.D.
Far off, a massive stone castle looms. Trees silhouetted an
the horizon against the star-dotted, qreen-purple sky. The branches of one tree seem to reach
for the stars...
TRACKING IN - the tree is A HOODED FIGURE: SUZANNE - 20, golden hair spilling from her hood,
dazzling green eyes. Nestled in the f
tracks:
HOTEL MANAGER O.S.
You gotta message.
Walker looks uncertainly towards a bead curtain.
MANAGER O.S.
(Cont.)
Message! You deaf?
Walker looks to a series of nooks for messages in front of him. In
one he sees a little folded note. Reaching across the desk, he
glances through the beads into the managers office. RADIO SOUNDS
O.S.
HIS P.O.V. - hard to see - the man sits in a chair, lit by the
g
seam here.
Aah!
[Gurgling]
Jesus Christ!
Get down!
[Gasps]
Fuck.
[Alarm ringing]
Its not possible.
Find us a goddamn hole and blow it!
This wall.
I am not touching anything.
You will do exactly what he tells you to do!
NIGHTSHADE: Give me a hand with this.
- Find some spots.
- Right.
MARCUS: Why do you build this?
All right, you guys. Get down.
One, two...
Its clear. Come on.
TRICK: Yeah!
Whoo!
A
tracks and removes
the tool attached to the end of her arm. The move is
practiced and professional, like a cook changing the tool on
a set of egg beaters. First, she inserts the existing tool
into a lock on her opposite arm which holds it while she
disengages the tool. Next, she selects the next tool from
the storage compartment at her waist and punches it into
position. Sixpacks voice comes over
The World Is Not Enough
GUN BARREL LOGO OPENS ON
GENEVA SWITZERLAND, an unnaturally clean city that melds old
Europe with new money of both dubious and legitimate source.
INT. HALLWAY OFFICE BUILDING - DAY
An engraved brass plaque announcing the name of the 몷private
banking institute몸 within.
INT. PENTHOUSE BANK OFFICE - GENEVA - DAY
JAMES BOND, dressed impeccably as ever, is being FRISKED by
We are moving through a small airfield full of parked light planes. There are no people around. We move through the cluster of planes towards a hangar on the edge of the field.
INT. HANGAR - DAY
We are still moving through light planes, but now we are inside the hangar. Some of the planes have their engine covers open, parts strewn around. Others are partially covered with tarps or have sections
The Game
by
John Brancato & Michael Ferris
and
Larry Gross
and
Andrew Kevin Walker
2/8/96
HOME MOVIES from the 60s, SILENT and grainy:
EXT. MANSION -- DAY -- HOME MOVIES
A stately mansion. A perfect lawn. A BUTLER carries a
birthday cake with sparking sparklers...
Past wealthy MEN in crewcuts and thin ties, WOMEN in cat-eye
sunglasses. Everyone sings (silent) "Happy Birthday"...
CHILDREN follow t
Many people have asked me what happened with Sandman, and to date Ive kept mum. But theres so much misinformation and rumor out there that I feel its now time to tell my side of the story:
Its simple. I was at Warner Brothers one day in 1996 chatting it up with Lorenzo DiBonaventura (aint that a mouthful). Good ol Lorenzo decided to whip through a bunch of titles that they had in development, cu
THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE
By
David Self
Revisions by
Michael Tolkin
Based on the Novel
by Shirley Jackson
11/10/98
Initial Shooting Script
NOTE: THE HARD COPY OF THIS SCRIPT CONTAINED SCENE NUMBERS.
THEY HAVE BEEN REMOVED FOR THIS SOFT COPY.
BEGIN MAIN TITLE SEQUENCE.
At the very edge of hearing, the tone of human VOICES.
Unintelligible, babbling, eerie. Then a loud FLAPPING SOUND.
It shifts fro