tugboat.
What is that supposed to be?
How you doing?
My names Vlad.
Okay if l use those drawers?
You can go into anybodys drawers you like.
l dont think youll get an argument.
Just ignore him. Thats what hes used to.
lm Ellen, this is Shaun
and Spitzer and Michael.
Bathroom?
Thirty-foot rule.
- No way! - Whats that?
Michael has to stay feet away until we know if hes straight or gay.
lf hes gay, l
Riders on horseback cross the desert. From this distance they appear to be a company of Army Cavalry Soldiers.
CLOSER ANGLES ON THE RIDERS
Reveal only details of saddles, hooves and uniforms. The riders are silhouetted against the rising sun as they ride into an ancient CLIFF PUEBLO.
The OFFICER IN COMMAND raises his hand halting his troops.
OFFICER
Dis-mount!
RIDERS climb down from their mounts.
Juice Script
[Heart Beating]
No
No
No
No
No
Sip the juice
I got enough
to go around
And the thought
takes place uptown
I grew up
on a sidewalk
Where I learned
street talk
And then taught
to hawk New York
I go to Queens for queens
to get the crew from Brooklyn
Make money in Manhattan
and never been took in
Go uptown to the Bronx
and boogie down
Get strong on the island,
recoup and la
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
ENTRAPMENT
Ronald Bass
First Draft Screenplay
December 2, 1996
Story by:
Ronald Bass
and Michael Herzberg
EXT. HANCOCK TOWER, CHICAGO - LATE NIGHT
Lake Shore Drive. Four oclock in the morning. Minimal traffic,
minimal life. As MAIN TITLES BEGIN, we PAN UP the face of...
...Hancock Tower. Up, up, forty floors, sixty, eighty, very dark
up here, street sounds fading fast, and as CREDITS CONTINUE we