Lady Sings The Blues Script
All right, Eleanora.
Eleanora.
Miss Holiday.
You better haul
your little black ass in here.
Slow.
Its about time.
Girl, if you wants to lay around all day,
you is in the wrong end of the business.
When I give it away for the first time,
it aint gonna be to no $ john...
in East Baltimore. Thats for damn sure.
At the rate you going, by the time
you decide to give it away
Silent and endless. The stars shine like the love of God... cold and remote. Against them drifts a tiny chip of technology.
CLOSER SHOT
It is the NARCISSUS, lifeboat of the ill-fated star-freighter Nostromo. Without interior or running lights it seems devoid of life. The PING of a RANGING RADAR grows louder, closer. A shadow engulfs the Narcissus. Searchlights flash on, playing over the tiny ship
Hard Target Script
Please.
If he makes it to the river,
hes won.
We cannot allow that
to happen, Mr. Lopaki.
Brandy?
Its like a drug,
isnt it?
To bring a man down.
Was it wonth it?
- Every nickel.
- Good.
Yes?
Hi, Im... Im looking
for Douglas Binder?
- You a friend of Mr. Binders?
- No, l...
Im... Im his daughter.
Doug was a nice man.
He had manners.
He didnt tell you where
he was moving, did he?