clouds, and sport in the wind.
19 And the Angel told if he'd be a good boy,
20 He'd have God for his father & never want joy.
21 And so Tom awoke and we rose in the dark
22 And got with our bag & our brushes to work.
23 Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy & warm,
24 So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.
"굴뚝 청소하는 아이"
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thickcloud of steam now pours from the hood. The temperature gauge
now starts rising.
BOBBY
No!...Not now!...Shit!
A couple of SEMIS roar past in the opposite direction,
buffetting the Mustang with their air waves.
EXT. FORK IN THE ROAD - DAY
The car rolls into a fork in the road, limping with the droop of
an animal that wont make another hundred yards.
One sign on the larger road says "GLOBE" i
thick underbrush alongside the tracks.
2. CLOSE SHOT -- BODY
It lies in the bushes, still, unmoving -- dead. CAMERA
PANS AWAY to the quiet peaceful countryside as the sound
of the train fades off until there is silence once more.
TITLE MUSIC begins with a crash.
(MAIN TITLES)
3.)
4.) DELETED
5.)
6. FADE IN
EXT. MEGEVE -- DAY
A handsome and elegant hotel perched on the mountain-side
overlooking th
protective gloves, Jerome opens the liquid-nitrogen
cooled refrigerator. A cloud of condensed water vapor billows
out. Revealed inside the fridge are racks of labelled jars and
silicon pouches - some containing a yellowish liquid, some a
deep, red liquid.
In front of one of the jars is a handwritten shopping list -
"TRUFFLES, CIGS, VODKA". Jerome smiles to himself as he
retrieves the note
cloud of smoke. She shoulders aside the shattered door and rushes inside, gun at the ready in both hands...
CUT TO:
INT. HOTEL ROOM - DAY
CLARICES POV - MOVING - as she first sees, sitting on the edge of a bed - a FEMALE HOSTAGE. Black, late 20s, gagged, hands behind her back. Then, SWIVELLING... she sees a startled MALE SUSPECT - white, mid-20s - standing by a window with a rifle in his hands. H