Krypton, is empty for the moment. But the signs of its members are ever-present: around the great floating slab that is their conference table each has his (or her) own console of crystals - a transparent container marked with the identifying insignia, c.f. the symbols on each of their robes in Part I.
As Non and Ursa follow two paces behind. Zod strides along the slab, ignoring console after con
slab dining table that seems to
end at the horizon.
The Thief has packed the rigging away, taken out a large cylin-
drical TUBE bearing a label we cant read. Knows the way, quickly
through the spectacular apartment, past oils by early German
expressionists, Russian futurists, a Rothko, a Kandinsky, a Francis
Bacon. The Thief has no interest in these, and as CREDITS CONTINUE,
we enter...
...a powd
Macbeth Script
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Pour in sows blood
that hath eaten her nine farrow;
grease thats sweaten from the muderers gibbet
throw into the flame;
finger of birth-strangled babe,
ditch-deliverd by a drab;
Make the gruel thick and slab,
like a hell-broth boil and bubble,
for a charm of powerful trouble.
When shall we three meet again?
In thunder
ARCTIC BLUE
by Ross LaManna
FADE IN:
1 EXT. BOREAL FOREST - ALASKA - (AERIAL SHOT) - DAY
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Flying. Not at the intangible height of a jet, but at
spitting distance from the treetops. Were in central
Alaska, the Big Lonely, just north of the Arctic Circle.
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A thick forest follows the contours of mountain foothills
like a deep-pile carpet. Up at treeline the forest thins to
tundra, a grassy
Me Myself And Irene Script
I got a star on my car and one on my chest
A gun on my hip and the right to arrest
Im the guy whos the boss on this highway
So watch out what youre doin when youre drivin my way
If you break the law youll hear from me l know
Im working for the state Im the highway patrol
Well, you know me when you see me cause my doors painted white
My siren a- screamin and my flashin r