Disease crept into Manhattan
like a thief in the night, claiming its
first hundred victims before it was even
classified.
INT. HOSPITAL - NIGHT - FLOATING SHOT
We FLOAT through a long hospital ward.
Past ROWS of illuminated oxygen tents, pulsating softly in
the dark like cocoons of light.
ANCHORMAN (VO)
Most were children under ten.
TRACK past tents. BODIES OF SMALL CHILDREN inside, wrapped
in wh
On a distant, rainy hill, the old Frankenstein castle, as we knew and loved it, is illuminated by ANOTHER BOLT OF LIGHTNING.
MUSIC: AN EERIE TRANSYLVANIAN LULLABY begins to PLAY in the background.
ANOTHER ANGLE
As we MOVE SLOWLY CLOSER to the castle. It is completely dark, except for one room - a study in the corner of the castle - which is only lit by candles.
Now we are just outside a rain-spla
PLASTIC MAN
by
Larry and Andy Wachowski
March 17, 1995
FADE IN:
INT. CAGE
We are a lab mouse.
Our world is a cage; the laboratory beyond the wire mesh
has the sprawling limitlessness of a universe with dark
endless voids and immense technological instruments
gleaming with celestial light.
We can hear a WOMANS VOICE though we cant understand
what she is saying.
There are several other lab mice in
A beautiful, sprawling suburban estate at sunset. Classic wrought-iron gates protect a winding driveway which snakes its way up through a neatly manicured lawn.
INT. WAYNE LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
ALFRED PENNYWORTH, the Wayne family butler, fluffs up a cushion in the large, elegant living room. A kind-looking man in his late forties with dark moustache and hair, he epitomizes the proper British moor d
Wes Cravens
A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET
1A. INT. (MONTAGE). 1A.
NIGHTMARE MUSIC THEME begins as we FADE UP on a SERIES OF SHOTS,
all CLOSE and teasing.
-- A mans FEET, in shabby work shoes, stalking
through a junk bin in a dark, fire-lit, ash-
dusted place. A huge BOILER ROOM is what it
is, although we only glimpse it piecemeal.
Then we SEE a MANS HAND, dirty and nail-bitten,
reach INTO FRAME and p