arm, lost in thought, gazing across
the cornfield at the school buildings, which are
beautifully colored by the late sunlight.
BREMOND
(overly cheerful)
Good afternoon, Bonaparte.
Napoleon ignores him.
BREMOND
What are you reading?
No reply. Dufour moves behind Napoleon.
BREMOND
(angling his head to
read the title)
Dear me, arent we in an unfriendly
mood. Caesars conquest of Gaul.
Arent we terrib
Forbidden Planet Script
In the final decade
of the 21st century...
men and women in rocket ships
landed on the moon.
By A.D., they had reached
the other planets of our solar system.
Almost at once there followed
the discovery of hyper-drive...
through which the speed of light
was first attained...
and later greatly surpassed.
And so at last,
mankind began the conquest...
and colonization of deep
is obsessed with the conquest of space.
Now I can believe it.
Good Lord!
The Drax residence. Every stone brought from France.
- Cute, isnt it? - Magnificent.
- Why didnt he buy the Eiffel Tower too? - He did. He was refused an export permit.
Look there! Those are the astronaut trainees.
Mr Drax is financing the entire programme out of his own pocket.
Seems to have an eye for a good investment!
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 Joy Luck Club Script
The old woman remembered
a swan she had bought...
many years ago in Shanghai
for a foolish sum.
"This bird," boasted
the market vendor...
"was once a duck that
stretched its neck...
in hopes
of becoming a goose.
And now look.
It is too beautiful to eat."
Then the woman and the swan
sailed across an ocean...
many thousands of li wide...
stretching their necks
toward Americ