grotesque boots.
Listen to them tinkle.
And you, Le Grand, with a different
deadly poison in each of your fly buttons.
And you, M,
with your flame-throwing fountain pens.
Y-Y-Youre joke-shop spies, gentlemen.
We are in the last half
of the th century, Sir James.
- Even you have to face it.
- Why should l, when I can face that?
Look at my garden.
Out there, there is a black rose.
Not dark red, but
SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE
By Jeff Arch
Rewritten: Nora Ephron & Delia Ephron
May 10, 1992
FADE IN:
CLOSE ON SAM BALDWIN
A card: Chicago.
Hes in his thirties. His neck is pinched into a crisp
dress shirt and tie. His expression is vacant, faraway.
A breeze blows but he doesnt react to it. In the
distance the architecture of the Chicago skyline.
SAM
Mommy got sick and it happened
just like that an
It is 7:14 P.M., Monday, September 22, 1975, and we are watching the network news programs on CBS, NBC, ABC and UBS-TV, the network of our story. The AUDIO is OFF; and head shots of WALTER CRONKITE, JOHN CHANCELLOR, HOWARD K. SMITH and HARRY REASONER, and of course, the anchorman of our network, HOWARD BEALE, silently flit and flicker across the four television screens, interspersed with the news
A high AERIAL SHOT of the island features the Statue of Liberty prominently in the foreground then TRAVELS ACROSS the harbor, OVER the Battery and Lower Manhattan to Greenwich Village.
EXT. EAST 77TH STREET - DAY
A car is being hoisted up by a municipal tow truck while its owner is having a terrible screaming argument with a parking enforcement officer. DANA BARRETT comes home pushing a baby bugg
THE TALENTED MR. RIPLEY
Screenplay By
ANTHONY MINGHELLA
Based On The Novel By
PATRICIA HIGHSMITH
1st November 1999
1958
PROLOGUE: INT. RIPLEYS CABIN. EVENING.
Fade up on Ripley, as in the final scene of the film,
sitting, desolate in a ships cabin. The camera rotates
around his face, which begins in light and ends in darkness.
RIPLEY (O/S)
If I could just go back. If I could rub
everything out. S
Maurice Script
Thank you.
Hall.
Come here, please.
- Sir?
- Come on.
Have a good send-off?
Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.
Mr. Abrahams gave me a picture -
The Light of the World.
The fellas have given me a set of Guatemalas.
Up to two dollars!
The ones with the parrot
and the pillar on.
Look, sir.
Oh, splendid, splendid.
And, um, what did Mr. Abrahams say to you?
Told you you were a miserable sinner,
First Wives Club Script
Middlebury College, 1969
the year of walking on the moon -
- "Yellow Submarine"
and Woodstock.
Also the year that Pope Paul the VI
eliminated saints. Amen.
And l, along with my three best
friends, graduated from college.
Wheres Cynthia? Weve got
to get going. I mean, shouldnt we?
Calm down, Annie.
She said she had a surprise.
How is this?
Is this heaven?
Elise, you are so
SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE
By Jeff Arch
Rewritten:
Nora Ephron & Delia Ephron
May 10, 1992
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FADE IN:
CLOSE ON SAM BALDWIN
A card: Chicago.
Hes in his thirties. His neck is pinched into a crisp
dress shirt and tie. His expression is vacant, faraway.
A breeze blows but he doesnt react to it. In the
distance the architect
LEGEND OF DARKNESS
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by
William Hjortsberg
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TITLES ROLL:
CLOSE ON a finely-worked Medieval tapestry. In the
background, beyond the intricate foliage, stands a moated
castle where a troop of mounted hunters set out for the
chase with dogs and lances. In the foreground, a lovely
young maiden heads for the forest, carrying an armful of
flowers. The forest, stylistically rendered by the
weav