impossible angle... tumbles off his shoulders... His headless
body hits the dirt.
EXT. CITY STREETS -- NIGHT
Empty cobblestone streets. Crooked buildings. A RAPIDLY
CLANGING BELL breaks the silence from afar.
INSERT TITLE: New York City
TWO CONSTABLES clamor round a corner, lanterns held high,
listening. They rush into an alleyway.
ELSEWHERE, piers border the Hudson River. The BELL is
LOUDER. The
Shawshank Redemption, The
- By Frank Darabont.
1 INT -- CABIN -- NIGHT (1946)
A dark, empty room.
The door bursts open. A MAN and WOMAN enter, drunk and
giggling, horny as hell. No sooner is the door shut than
theyre all over each other, ripping at clothes, pawing at
flesh, mouths locked together.
He gropes for a lamp, tries to turn it on, knocks it over
instead. Hell with it. Hes got mor
impossible task
of catching a criminal who left
not the slightest clue behind.
Who is the murderer?
What does he look like?
Where is he hiding?
No one knows him,
yet he is among us.
Anybody sitting next to you
could be the murderer."
Yes, thats very true.
- Why look at me when you say that?
- You know very well.
What do I know very well?
Think about it.
Itll come to you.
What are you saying?
I s
impossible angles. He looks down.
A thin trail of liquid runs past his feet and off into the darkness. Keaton lights the cigarette on the burning pack of matches before throwing them into the liquid.
The liquid IGNITES with a poof.
The flame runs up the stream, gaining in speed and intensity. It begins to ripple and rumble as it runs down the deck towards the stern.
EXT. BOAT - NIGHT - STERN
A st
Day After Tomorrow Script
You see how its done?
Yeah, I think I got the hang of it.
You better. The boss will chew my head off
if these cores get messed up.
Dont worry.
Were at 26 feet.
You let Jason operate the drill?
Yeah, he can handle it.
I didnt do anything.
Give me your hand!
Let go of the drill!
Forget it, Jack! Its too late!
Youre not gonna make it!
Jack!
Jack! Give me your hand!
Ive got