weeds.
And he says hed rather not provide us with any more meat until the accounts settled.
lnches!
lll write a checd and you send one of the girls to deliver it.
Thand you.
lnches, liver salts.
Good morning, sir.
-Good morning. -Morning.
-Randolph, you lood dreadful. -Thand you, Mama.
All those double brandies late last night.
lm not in the same league as my beloved papa.
lts very bad of a young
THE THING
Screenplay by
Bill Lancaster
From the story "Who Goes There"
by Don A. Stuart
SECOND DRAFT
March 4, 1981
CAST
MACREADY 35. Helicopter pilot. Likes chess. Hates
the cold. The pay is good.
GARRY 46. The station manager. Stiff. Ex-army
officer. Wears a handgun.
CHILDS 33. Six-four. Two-fifty. Black. A
mechanic. Can be jolly. But dont mess.
BLAIR 50. Sensitive. Intelligent. Unassuming.
An a
Friday the 13th, Part 6: Jason Lives
FADE IN:
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A NIGHT SKY
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Ominous black clouds roll across the heavens. THUNDER begins
to RUMBLE within the clouds. An unsettling feeling of
approaching danger.
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VARIOUS FOREST SHOTS
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Deep shadowed woods. A quiet breeze rustles some dry leaves.
NOISY CRICKETS. Some unseen creature runs through the bush.
THE CRICKETS STOP.
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EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT
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A
The Constant Gardener Script
Oh, thank you, Arnold.
I- I can manage that.
But I still dont see why you couldnt
wait a couple of weeks.
Why go all the way up to Loki?
Well, we want to hear Grace Makanga
speak, and she wont be coming to Nairobi.
I see.
Oh, sweetheart, dont bother
to see us off. It could be ages.
Okay, well
Its too hot to be standing around.
If youre sure.
Bye.
Bye, Arnold.
Let me t