Drama
stringlengths 0
500
|
---|
930s. Clips from
prize fights featuring two different boxers against various
opponents. One a light heavyweight--pure finesse, a
counterpunches; the other, stouter and stronger, a
headhunting puncher.
The intercutting of the two fighters suggests a possible
showdown at the end of the newsreel. No such luck.
END CREDITS
CLOSE UP ON:
A TRIPLE CARBON LAPD "INCIDENT REPORT" FORM trapped in an old
Corona typewriter. The keys pound le |
CK SCREEN:
Various voices: "Big six"... "That's six the hard way"...
"Seven or eleven"... "Play two"...
FADE IN:
EXT. UPPER EAST SIDE - NEW YORK CITY - NIGHT
One of the pristine blocks of brownstones where even the
garbage seems gift wrapped. The VOICES continue over as
we move in on a particular building where a DOORMAN is
holding open the door for a dowager and her poodle.
The voices continue: "Hit me"... "Double down"... "Let it
ride"... "Hit me"... "Any |
EXT. RONNIE'S TRAILER - EARLY DAWN
RAE is naked.
Wrapped around her shoulders is a loose-knit spread that
conceals her slender form. She is in her 20's: a strawberry
blond, with cinnamon freckles spotted across her pale skin.
She is beautiful without trying.
She stares at the distant trees. This is the South; the small
town of FISHERVILLE, TE |
1
OPENING CREDITS:
A SPOTLIGHT slices black space.
In its beam, a DANCER materializes. She is fair-skinned.
Beautiful and pure.
The maiden twirls on pointe, a smile on her face, light as
air and carefree.
She pauses, her face grows worried. Sensing someone watching. |
Kevin Willmott & Spike Lee
FADE IN:
SCENE FROM "GONE WITH THE WIND"
Scarlett O'Hara, played by Vivian Leigh, walks through the
Thousands of injured Confederate Soldiers pulling back to
reveal the Famous Shot of the tattered Confederate Flag in
"Gone with the Wind" as The Max Stein Music Score swells from
Dixie to Taps. |
s Inc.
1420 No. Beachwood Drive
Hollywood, Calif. 90028
****************
INT. TYRELL CORPORATION LOCKER ROOM - DAY 1
THE EYE 2
It's magnified and deeply revealed. Flecks of green
and yellow in a field of milky blue. Icy filaments
surround the undulating center. |
N CREDITS as a NAVY JET drops down into the picture.
PUSH IN on the jet's exhaust flame. Have the words "THE
BLAST" come out of the flame. Then there is a SLIGHT
EXPLOSION and the flame intensifies. The words "FROM THE
PAST" jump out of the exhaust as the jet momentarily
shakes.
INT. JET
The PILOT feels the jet shake. But he looks at his
indicators and everything appears to be normal. He
relaxes.
EXT. JET |
Michael Lewis
04/28/09
1 OVER BLACK... 1
A distinctly SOUTHERN VOICE...
LEIGH ANNE'S VOICE
There's a moment of orderly silence
before a football play begins.
Players are in position, linemen
are frozen, and anything's
possible. Then, like a traffic
accident, stuff |
evision March 16, 2012
Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow.
@KhloeKardashian
2.
1 EXT. HOLLYWOOD HILLS MANSION - NIGHT 1
A Toyota parks and five teenagers get out and walk towards
us, down a quiet residential street in the Hollywood Hills.
One of them, a slightly drunk girl in a pale blue Juicy sweat
suit stumbles. |
HANDS
men's hands, nicely groomed, hold a small white terry
towel spoiled by blood-red spots. The hands rinse the
towel in a copper bar sink. The stains soften but stay.
A tan jacket sleeve, spotted the same way, moves INTO
FRAM. The hands dab the wet towel at the spots, with no
more success, and throw it into the sink. It falls half
in, still dripping the stains a drop at a time to the
floor.
A |
landscapes--broad, bare, and lifeless.
VOICE-OVER
The world is full of complainers.
But the fact is, nothing comes with
a guarantee. I don't care if you're
the Pope of Rome, President of the
United States, or even Man of the
Year--something can always go wrong.
And go ah |
e view changes and tiny
dots appear on the hillside vegetation. WHOOSH.
CLOSER
We realize the dots are people. Workers swinging long steel
machetes in slow methodical rhythm. WHOOSH. WHOOSH. WE SEE
the South American Indian MEN clearly now. Their tar stained
teeth. Their gaunt faces riddled with crow's feet. Their
jaws chewing away on huge wads of coca leaves as they collect
the harvest.
EXT. DIRT ROAD - COLOMBIA - DAY
Old rickety trucks carrying the huge gree |
A 5-year old girl wearing pajamas wanders alone down the
street.
FRANKIE
(BARELY AUDIBLE)
Me-gan!
INT. PERIERA HOME - PRESENT DAY
2 2
FRANKIE crawls through a dog door. She walks into the living
room where the TV is on loud. |
front of it. Birds CHIRP in the distance. A faint sprinkler
SOUND is heard. Very sweet MUSIC is playing.
DISSOLVE TO:
2. EXT. TREE - DAY
A songbird SINGS in the tree.
DISSOLVE TO:
3. EXT. CROSSWALK - SHADY STREET - DAY
A very clean uniformed, smiling POLICEMAN with arms outstretched allows
clean happy SCHOOL CHILDREN to cross the street safely.
DISSOLVE TO:
4. EXT. SHADY STREET - DAY
A bright red gorgeous fire engine is moving very slowl |
, quick scuffle, a heavy fall of bodies.
THREE BOOMING GUNSHOTS. Two from one gun, one from
another. So fast and close, they're barely distinguish-
able. The sound of the SHOTS ECHOES against concrete
walls and dies away. Silence.
SLOW, SLOW, FADE IN:
1 INT. UNDERGROUND GARAGE (NEW YORK) - NIGHT 1
FRANK FARMER'S FACE -
mid to late 30s, peers intently over a smoking gun. He
is The Bodyguard.
ANGLE - HIT MAN
dead on his |
Rev. 05/10/90 (Blue)
Rev. 05/18/90 (Yellow)
Rev. 05/25/90 (Green)
Rev. 06/11/90 (Gold)
Rev. 06/12/90 (Buff)
Rev. 07/09/90 (Salmon)
Rev. 07/1 |
plying lipstick and eye make-up. As the
camera slowly pulls back from the closeup we see that we
have been looking into a mirror. She is standing before the
full-length mirror in her bedroom doing her make-up. She
overdoes it in the style of the time: rosebud mouth and so
forth. As the film progresses her make-up will be refined
until, at the end, there is none.
The camera pulls back and continues to move very slowly
throughout the first part of this scene. As the camera
continue |
MERA (STEADICAM) moves
across the street, towards the car, landing close;
From the Seville steps, JACK HORNER (50s) and AMBER WAVES (early 30s).
CAMERA follows them (this is one continous shot) as they pass the crowd,
greet a DOORMAN and enter --
INSIDE THE NIGHTCLUB. Twice as packed inside as outside. Music is full
blast. Amber and Jack are greeted by;
MAURICE t.t. RODRIGUEZ (30s). Owner of the nightclub. Puerto Rican. Wearing
a suit and fifteen gold chains. |
A civilization is destroyed only when its gods are destroyed.
-
Emil Cioran
EXT. FOREST - DAWN
Bare as all hell. The trees stripped of their bark and white
like ghosts. Some torn violently from their roots and felled.
STARK GRAY SUNLIGHT shafts between the tre |
T, BOSTON -- MORNING
The boulevard is empty, eerie silence. No cars, no people. A man
walks down the middle of the street, long trench, dark shades.
Though he does not speak, we hear...
MAN V.O.
There's two kinds of people in this
world when you boil it all down. You
got your talkers and you got your
doers. |
'S DAY
DOWNTOWN BOSTON
As we open we see the inside of an enormous church. A young
looking PRIEST in his mid-thirties is finishing the delivery
of the Lords Prayer. In the back of the church, in the last
pew, there are two who kneel on the cold, stone floor.
They do not stand to sing, nor do they offer signs of peace
when told, but they pray. They grip and rub their rosaries |
n through the center of the darkness.
As we begin to descend, voices echo in our head.
VIOLET (V.O.)
I had this image of you, inside of
me, like a part of me.
We move past a shelf filled with hatboxes and handbags. It
is a woman's closet.
CORKY (V.O.)
You planned this whole thing, didn' |
PARIS DRAFT 9/20/00
DARKNESS. THE SOUND OF WIND AND SPRAY.
MUSIC. TITLES.
EXT. OCEAN -- NIGHT
The darkness is actually water. A SEARCHLIGHT arcs across
heavy ocean swells. Half-a-dozen flashlights -- weaker beams --
racing along what we can see is the deck of an aging FISHING
TRAWLER.
FISHERMEN struggling with |
Richard Matheson
Sep 30th, 2006
OVER A BLACI: SCREEN:
Crickets chirp in the night.
A DOORBELL rings.
Sheets rustle...
A BEDSIDE LAMP is turned on.
INT. LEWIS HOUSE -- MASTER BEDROOM -- NIGHT
NORMA LEWIS ( 31) sits up in bed. The soft glow of the lamp
casts her in silhouett |
im.
MOM
Hey, love bug. You ready?
He is quickly on his feet and they are walking toward the
car.
MASON
Yeah. Hey, guess what, Mom?
MOM
What?
MASON
I figured out where wasps come from.
MOM
Oh, yeah? Where?
MASON
Well, I think it m |
uty: cobalt mountains beneath a glowering purple sky
fringed with pink, as if the clouds were a lid too small for
the earth; a cascading landscape of boulders shrouded in
deep green grass; and the blue lochs, reflecting the sky. We
hear a voice, husky, Scottish...
VOICE OVER
I will tell you of William Wallace.
EXT. MACANDREWS FARM - DAY |
Small, student's French-type garret decorated
in deep-red, suitcase on bed. Anthony to his desk,
hurriedly examining his thick papers and books, and
throwing them on the floor. Takes a book (closeup
photograph of Genet, book's author, a photo from early
50's, in his burglar's T-shirt, his name in large, Visible
letters at base of photo) off night table, puts it in
suitcase, locks suitcase, opens door, suitcase out
door. A. back into the room, wine bottle fr |
worlds are
immune to your consultations. They're
quite aware of what they're going through...
- David Bowie"
The Blank Screen and Title Card SHATTER to reveal...
1. EXT. SHERMER HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
During Brian's monologue, we see various views of things
inside the school including Bender's locker.
BRIAN (VO)
Saturday...March 24, 1984. Shermer
High |
EXT. QUARRY OUTSKIRTS - DAY 1
A narrow dirt road totally surrounded by thick vegetation.
Here and there we see a huge block of stone blocking the
road. The sun is shining but it has a hard time making it
through the foliage. In the distance we see four guys
walking TOWARD the CAMERA. There is a swagger to their
walk. MII� is singing. The others are humming along. The
melody of the song of "0 Bury Me Not On th |
Over a grimy concrete wall creeping by. We emerge from...
EXT. RUNOFF TUNNEL - EARLY MORNING
A gaping hole in the concrete side of a freeway. On the
embankment beside the hole BRENDAN FRYE squats, shoulders
hunched. His dark eyes behind thin glasses watch the
shallow stream of water which flows into the tunnel.
THE WATER
not |
From the novel by
Joseph Connelly
After World War One it was called
Shell Shock.
After World War Two it was called
Battle Fatigue.
After Vietnam it was called
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
Frank Pierce, 28, drives an EMS vehicle for
Our Lady of Mercy Hospital, New York City.
He has been a paramedic for five years. |
e for him. He moves towards the cab of the truck and gets
inside as we SUPER:
KANSAS CITY, MO. - 1963
INT. TRUCK - DAY
As he sits down beaming over his recent good fortune... now we
REVEAL his twelve-year-old son, TOM, seated quietly beside him.
He seems a bit down. Gerald glances at his son.
GERALD
I don't know a recent Saturday I've
sold more. You didn't think I'd
sell that health restaurant, did you?
TOM
No. Not even you.
GERALD
Why |
huge clock marks 7:55 p.m. (The clock belongs to some landmark
building, to be determined). Immediately following, the building goes
dark.
Establishing shot of the Eiffel Tower, lit. Suddenly, all the lights
go out.
The same thing happens with the Granada's Alhambra, Seville's Giralda
Tower, the Guggenheim at Bilbao, the Gate of Alcala. All these well-
known architectonic wonders turn dark, abruptly. (Beauty that |
NARRATOR
As far as con man stories go,
I think I've heard them all.
Of grifters, ropers, faro fixers,
tales drawn long and tall.
But if one bears a bookmark in
the confidence man's tome,
twould be that of Penelope,
and of the brothers Bloom.
2 EXT. COUNTRY HOUSE - MORNING 2
The car deposits two shabby boys (10 |
art and mind of America had better
learn baseball.
--Jacques Barzun
You could look it up.
--Casey Stengel
Titles over --
FADE IN:
A series of still photos. Black and white. Ancient.
BABE RUTH SWINGS -- An icon of American history. His giant
upper body balanced delicately on tiny |
nfined and contained.
We then hear the sound of a man, PAUL CONROY, groaning,
making confused attempts at words. We hear his movement;
short, abrupt shifting, ending almost immediately with the
sound of his body banging against wood.
He screams, though it's clear from the sound that his mouth
is covered by something.
After attempting to sit up, he immediately bangs his head
against something. It's terribly wa |
MUSIC
A series of tight CLOSE-UP shots of dancers moving in high
energy fast paced sexy choreography. Very provocative. Legs.
Arms. Butts. Boas. Sequins. Costumes. High heels. A
kaleidoscope of images and colors.
END TITLES ON A BLACK SCREEN
FADE IN sounds of PEOPLE TALKING -- GLASSES CLINKING -- all
the BACKGROUND SOUNDS of a BUSY, HIP NIGHTCLUB. SUDDENLY.. .a
loud DRUM ROLL.
CAMERA is low, movi |
PRODUCTION DRAFT
1-12-02
FADE IN:
Abrupt CLOSE UP on MAX, a plain wall behind him.
1 INT. LIMBO RADIO 1
He is 20, normal looking, not too nebbish, punkish, book |
EVAN, 20, good-looking but with dark haunted eyes, frantically
hides himself in an unlit Doctor's office. His face and chest
are covered in blood. He holds his forehead in pain.
FLASHLIGHT BEAMS stab through the darkened corridor hunting
for him. ALARMS SOUND. GUARDS are heard shouting to each
other. Evan grabs a cardboard box and hides under a doctor's
desk. He grabs some paper and begins wri |
h one can make out thefaint
image of a television program. Every few moments the channel changes, revealing a new ghostly
image.
The camera pulls back very slowly. We reveal that this image is coming from a twenty seven inch
television.
The camera pulls back some more and we see a man's hand enter frame holding a remote
control. The hand changes channels frantically.
The camera pulls back into its final position and we see STEVEN BARTOWSKY, thirty
years old, sitting on his couch |
(phone filter)
There's never been anyone like
you, since you. I love you
Vaughn. I love you like no-one
else ever has, or could. I'm not
going to try to persuade you.
Just follow your heart. OK?
FADE IN ON
1.01 INT. SALOON CAR EVENING
The car is stuck in rush-hour traffic, which surrounds VAUGHN
(40), as he wrestles with the hardest decision of his life. |
T. FARMHOUSE - MORNING
The CAMERA follows a SIXTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL, long hair, pretty
Sunday church dress, walking toward a peaceful farmhouse. At
the door she lifts the knocker. The door opens slightly. The
girl turns and looks past the camera at her MOTHER, sitting
in an old Plymouth idling in the driveway. Her mother shrugs,
motions for her to go inside.
INT. FARMHOUSE - CON |
T. FARMHOUSE - MORNING
The CAMERA follows a SIXTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL, long hair, pretty
Sunday church dress, walking toward a peaceful farmhouse. At
the door she lifts the knocker. The door opens slightly. The
girl turns and looks past the camera at her MOTHER, sitting
in an old Plymouth idling in the driveway. Her mother shrugs,
motions for her to go inside.
INT. FARMHOUSE - CON |
March 13, 1998
FADE IN:
EXT. MARFA, TEXAS - 1993 - WIDE - DAY
The Texas plains, horizon to horizon, nothing but the browns
and ochres of earth and the blue and violet of the sky. The
sheer scope of it sinks in: the blank slate of nature, the
absence of man. On the screen superimpose:
MARFA, TEXAS, 1993.
CREDITS BEGIN.
A plume of dust comes into frame. The dust is from a TRUCK,
orange and white and violet, with "Fed |
A simple GAME SHOW SET -- one long desk-that houses four
"CELEBRITY PANELISTS," a small pulpit with attached microphone
for the host, BUD COLLYER, who walks through the curtain to
the delight of the audience. Bud bows and waves to the
celebrities -- ORSON BEAN, KITTY CARLISLE, TOM POSTON, and
PEGGY CASS.
BUD COLLYER
Hello, panel, and welcome everyone
to another exciting day on "To Tell |
e're looking at THE SUN. In the
distance lie the gorgeous San Gabriel Mountains and the
Downtown Los Angeles skyline.
In ONE LONG TRACKING SHOT, we CRANE PAST some trees to reveal
the vast expansive homes scattered in the hills of Brentwood.
HOMEOWNERS walk dogs, a PAPERBOY chucks papers fr9m a
gleaming mountain bike... It's early in the morning, and the
landscapers haven't come with their leaf blowers yet.
CONTINUE BOOMING DOWN to road level to face the resplendent
Martin residence. |
ars:
EVERYTHING YOU ARE ABOUT TO SEE, HAPPENED
The words slowly FADE OUT, taking us hard into
EXT. COLLINS HOME - PRE-DAWN
A small, pleasant house on a tree-lined street in Los Angeles
circa 1928. 210 North Avenue 23. Not far from Dodger Stadium.
SUPERIMPOSE: LOS ANGELES, MARCH 9, 1928.
INT. COLLINS HOME - CHRISTINE'S BEDROOM - PRE-DAWN |
REDITS:
A1 EXT. PEARL STREET BRIDGE- NIGHT A1
CLOSE ON... A BRONZE PLAQUE which reads, "PEARL STREET
BRIDGE."
ON THE BRIDGE... RAIN POURS DOWN. An SUV steers out of
control and CRASHES into a STALLED OUT VEHICLE.
It's quiet NOW, EXCEPT FOR THE INCESSANT pounding rain. IN
THE DISTANCE, police lights approach.
SMASH CUT TO:
1 EXT. PEARL STREET BRIDG |
RESIDENCE - ANDREW'S ROOM
The room is dingy. Unkempt. The camera sits on the bed, on
its side, facing the door. We can hear someone moving around
off screen.
The door handle clicks; someone's trying it. Then nothing.
Then, suddenly, loud pounding on the door.
Andrew's voice is scratchy and prone to cracking. He speaks
with a rushed mix of fear and anxiety.
ANDREW (O.S.)
What do you want, I'm getting ready
for sch |
C.S. Lewis
Transcribed by
Stuart C
BOMBING LONDON
Random German Ejaculations
MRS. PEVENSIE
Edmund Get Away from there! What do
you think you're doing?! Peter!
PETER
(grabs Edmund) C |
EXT. ST CLOUD'S - TRAIN STATION - DAWN
An establishing shot of the rundown train station on an
overcast morning. There's snow on the station platform. A
train arrives and departs.
LARCH (V.O.)
In other parts of the world, young
men of promise leave home to make
their fortunes, battle evil, or solve |
SHOOTING DRAFT - 1965
FADE IN: SERIES OF ESTABLISHING SHOTS - DAY
Exterior scenes of St. Louis, particularly the riverside
industrial district. Even more important to establish than
the place is the time: end of summer, 1936. Election posters
would help, with the Republican ones stressing such themes
as "Burst the Roosevelt Bubble," "Save the American W |
slashes through the gray clouds, cuts across the
shadow towards the sea, along the coast where the new suburbs of the
city of Giancaldo have been built up.
Bright light streams through the windows, glancing off the white
walls in an almost blinding reflection. MARIA, a woman a little over
sixty, is trying to find somebody on the phone.
MARIA
...Salvatore, that's right,
Salvatore. Di Vita Salvatore
...But, miss, what do you mean you
don't know him?!...I...Yes |
PROLOGUE
FADE IN:
EXT. XANADU - FAINT DAWN - 1940 (MINIATURE)
Window, very small in the distance, illuminated.
All around this is an almost totally black screen. Now, as
the camera moves slowly towards the window which is almost a
postage stamp in the frame, other forms appear; barbed wire,
cyclone fencing, and now, looming up against an early morning
sky, enormous i |
ff the parched earth in
shimmering waves. After a moment, we see what appear to
be figures coming out of the haze, one by one. A family
with their few belongings: HASARI PAL, 33, his wife,
ALOKA, 28, and their children, daughter, AMRITA, 13,
sons MANOOJ and SHAMBU, 11 and 9; HASARI'S MOTHER and
FATHER. They embark toward the night, the rising sun
behind them.
EXT. ROADSIDE - BUS STOP - DAY (DAWN)
Hasari's Father passes a gourd of precious water. Hasari
serves the children first. Sh |
May 28, 2008
FADE IN:
EXT. ALLEYWAY (VILLAGE) - DUSK
Gloomy, last light. From out of the shadows comes --
A DOG. A dog of war. Big, mangy, muscular, scary. As
he moves down the alley, the way becomes increasingly
choked with fallen structures. and signs of tumult.
EXT. BATTLEF |
e, and The Dark
Knight Returns. A FRAMED DIPLOMA, dusty and unkempt, hangs
askew on the wall. A snapshot of a girl is stuck in the
corner, and a bra weighs one end down. A PHONE sits quietly
atop a bundle of laundry. It suddenly explodes with a
resounding ring-once, twice, three times. A CLOSET DOOR
swings open, and a half-clad figure falls out. THE PHONE
rings yet again, and a hand falls upon the receiver, yanking
it off the trash can, O.C. THE RUMPLED FIGURE lays with his
bac |
Dylan Thomas
Nice guys finish last.
Leo Durocher
1 INT. OLD OFFICE (SANTA BARBARA, CA) - DAY (1960) 1
The room is California Spanish, thick walls, arches, and
light spills in from a mission window. But we don't have
any sense of place just yet. At first there are just
details.
EXTREME CLOSEUP ON TYPEWRITER KEYS
of an old Underwood upright, well-worn and ancient. A
woman's fingertips with red nail |
SHOOTING DRAFT
1985
EXT. CHICAGO - NIGHT TO DAWN
Thundering north through the glass canyons of the Loop, the
elevated train SCREECHES through the city awakening. As it
races north across the river past ancient factories giving
way to high rise splendor, lights glistening against the
dawn, we see the complex bus |
EXT. COLD MOUNTAIN TOWN, NORTH CAROLINA. DAY
ON A BLACK SCREEN: Credits.
A RAUCOUS VOICE (SWIMMERS) CHANTING IN THE CHEROKEE LANGUAGE.
A RANGE OF MOUNTAINS SLOWLY EMERGES: shrouded in a blue mist
like a Chinese water color. Below them, close to a small
town, YOUNG MEN, armed with vicious sticks and stripped to
the waist, come charging in a muscular, steaming |
CLOSE ON A PAGE OF A LARA CROFT COMIC BOOK
Being copied, with uncanny precision, down to the last
detail, by a ten year old hand clutching a pencil.
VOICE
Cataleya!
The page of a notebook turns, revealing neat cursive
handwriting, covers the comic.
PULL BACK TO |
evised)
May 5, 1998
MUSIC IN: OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL
TEXT, WHITE ON BLACK:
This film is a reenactment of actual
events. It is based on Mr. Barris's
private journals, public records, and
hundreds of hours of taped interviews.
FADE IN:
EXT. NYC STREET - NIGHT
SUBTITLE: NEW YORK CITY, FALL 1981
It's raining. A cab speeds down a dark, bumpy side-street.
INT. CAB - CONTINUOUS
L |
ound grate. It's the dark
place between buildings that a reasonable person avoids.
We see JAKE VIG, a guy in his late 20's whose fashionable
suit and good looks are in obvious contrast to the
surroundings-- At first glance, you'd think he could run
for Congress some day. At first glance.
Jake faces a garbage dumpster on his knees, execution
style. His face gives away nothing-- He could be kneeling
in a strawberry field.
JAKE (V.O.)
And I think it's be |
Frank Cappello
EARLY PRODUCTION DRAFT
November 14, 2002
FADE IN:
EXT. ISTANBUL - DUSK
Glimpses of an ancient city. Almost motionless against
the tide of time.
Sea swelled along an endless wall. Billowing silk frozen
against the sky. Birds lighting on Byzantine columns.
FINAL IMAGE is of an imposing STRUCTURE beyond the trees.
INT. PRISON FOR THE CRIMINALLY INSANE
Corri |
Frank Cappello
EARLY PRODUCTION DRAFT
November 14, 2002
FADE IN:
EXT. ISTANBUL - DUSK
Glimpses of an ancient city. Almost motionless against
the tide of time.
Sea swelled along an endless wall. Billowing silk frozen
against the sky. Birds lighting on Byzantine columns.
FINAL IMAGE is of an imposing STRUCTURE beyond the trees.
INT. PRISON FOR THE CRIMINALLY INSANE
Corri |
ddenly a star
sparkles to life in the distance. Gives rise to another...
and another... until we're looking at a whole galaxy of stars.
No, not stars. LIGHTS. NEON LIGHTS. A throbbing skyline of
neon. LAS VEGAS, NEVADA. As seen from a descending aerial
shot. We PLUNGE down into her shimmering embrace... DISSOLVING
TO:
EXT. LAS VEGAS STRIP - NIGHT
Cruising the |
INT. DARKENED ROOM - DAY
The blade of a knife.
Pulled from its sheath, intricate tribal etchings on the
blade catching the light.
The blade being pulled across a sharpening stone. Swoosh-
swoosh-swoosh. Rhythmic. A well-practiced hand. A muscular,
tattooed arm.
The blade held up. Razor sharp. The glow of a TV in the
darkened room is the |
IN:
EXT. STREETS (LOS ANGELES) - DAY
End of the day. An armored truck moves through the city of
Los Angeles.
EXT. JEWELRY EXCHANGE - DAY
The armored truck pulls up. An ARMORED TRUCK GUARD emerges
from the back with a satchel and heads inside.
INT. JEWELRY EXCHANGE - LOBBY - CONTINUOUS ACTION
A large foyer. Security station and elevators. PARTY SOUNDS
can be heard from a second floor balcony.
DOUGLAS is the security guard manning the station. Seeing
the Armored car Guard |
FADE IN:
VIDEO SCREEN
1
EXTREME CU: PACMAN, from the old video game, just a yellow
ball with a mouth, fills the screen in all it's lo-res glory.
The camera tracks along as it rolls along a tight corridor,
gobbling dots.
2 |
EXT. AIRFIELD -- DAY
We are moving through a small airfield full of parked light
planes. There are no people around. We move through the
cluster of planes toward a hangar on the edge of the field.
INT. HANGAR -- DAY
We are still moving through light planes, but now we are
inside the hangar. Some of the planes have their engine covers
open, parts str |
FADE IN:
1 INT. FRENCH RESTAURANT (PASADENA, CA) - EVENING 1
Soft music. A classy joint. Below the tables, WE PAN
well-heeled feet nuzzling. Finally we SETTLE ON:
A PAIR OF FEET
WHITE SNEAKERS sitting opposite FANCY HIGH HEELS. These
feet aren't nuzzling. There's distance here. |
INT. BEDROOM - APARTMENT - DAY
The sweet silence of slumber. Suddenly, an alarm clock on a
nightstand SHRIEKS the operatic tones of Maria Callas.
A well-manicured hand, nails painted pink, slaps the snooze
button and mutes Maria. A few seconds reprieve.
Then, another clock, stationed on a dresser, broadcasts the
FORTISSIMO POUNDING of the "William Tell Overture." Toes,
a |
8) and Horace (6).
"Past" means the summer of 1850, when Darwin was 41. The
children are: Willy (11), Annie (9) Etty (6) George (5),
Betty (3) Franky (2y) and baby Lenny.
1
1 INT. DARK ROOM. THE PAST. DAY 1
In darkness, chemicals wash over a copper plate. Strange
silvery patterns evolve in the half-light.
2 EXT. TERRA DEL FUEGO. DAY |
village. One of the men recognizes him.
WORKER
Master Li is here!
ANGLE ON: Li Mu Bai, thirties, powerful and handsome.
In the background, old Aunt Wu, at the sight of Li Mu Bai,
drops her parcels and runs excitedly into the building.
INT. YUAN HALLWAY - DAY
Aunt Wu runs hurriedly through the halls.
AUNT WU
Shu Lien!
INT. YU'S ROOM - DAY
Yu, a beautiful woman in her early 30s, is finishing packing
for the convoy, wrapping a few small items in a linen
wr |
e table. The PUNTERS place their bets. TWELVE
PLAYERS, nine men, three women. The FACES of the men, all
ages, intense, hopeful, fearful. Which of them is JACK?
JACK'S VOICE
Now he had become the still centre
of that spinning wheel of
misfortune.
A MAN'S hand spins the wheel. The ball is thrown against
the spin |
ently wielded.
INT. MYSTERY ROOM - DIMNESS
X-CLOSE. A SCALPEL returned to its place in a neat array
of TAXIDERMY TOOLS. Long surgical TWEEZERS taken. A steady
HAND grasps a CLAY BIRD FORM. Then sets the second eye.
Unhurried. Meticulous.
A MYSTERY MAN, features obscured, sets the tweezers aside,
reaches for a black lump on the table, revealed to be shiny
feathers |
of a
perched crow large in the f.g.
TIGHT ANGLE - FRESH GRAVE
As a spade smooths the walls of a new double-decker plot.
DIMITRI (O.S.)
We're losing the light; let's pack
it in.
ANGLE - DIMITRI AND ALEXI
TWO GRAVEDIGGERS. Scoop digger parked f.g. towering gothic-
style church b.g. Rolls of astro turf. They look up toward
the sky.
ALEXI
Snow, maybe?
DIMITRI
What, you gonna ski on this?
He indicates the mound of fresh dirt. Spits into |
February 10, 1998
1 EXT. MANHATTAN SKYLINE - DAY 1
We circle around the island of Manhattan moving closer and
closer till we're looking down on Fifth Avenue. As the
melody continues to play we MOVE towards a building and ZOOM
into a window.
2 INT. THERAPIST'S OFFICE - DAY 2
A fifty-year old female therapist (DR. GREENBAUM) sits at
her desk, frowning as she ta |
ir. The black man is drunk, and is tossing rings
around a bowling pin.
JODY
And that's cricket, hon.
An attendant hands him the teddy bear. It looks ridiculous in
his huge hands. He gives it to the girl.
JODY
You want it?
GIRL
Sure.
JODY
Doesn't matter if you don't.
He puts his arm around her and drags her on. |
As all things do, it begins in the dark. EYES blink
open. Blue eyes. The first thing they see is a WOMAN
near 40, standing looking out a window, watching the wind
blowing, rattling a window.
A WOMAN'S (V.O.)
What are you looking at?
CAROLINE
The wind, Mother... They say a
hurricane is on its way... You've
been asleep... I was waiting to
see |
the CROWD, RODEO, SEX, and a strange
RINGING fade in along with IMAGES of...
A COWBOY riding a BULL in an enclosed RODEO ring.
RON WOODROOF, early 40's, handsome, long sandy hair, denim
clad, worn snakeskin boots, dusty, cowboy hat, mirrored
aviators, is engaged in wild SEX with a WOMAN. He watches the
rodeo through open slats in a BULL STALL as the STEER throws
the COWBOY violently thru the air; he lands hard on the dirt.
Another WOMAN snorts cocaine |
aden skies over the arachnoid stands and floodlights
of Elland Road stadium: home to Leeds United football club.
And rain. Sheets of angry, Yorkshire rain.
TITLE: "THE DAMNED UNITED"
2 INT. BOARDROOM - ELLAND ROAD - DAY - (1974) 2
Flashlights pop as DON REVIE, (late 40's), the most
successful manager in English football, walks out in front of
a pack of newspaper and TV REPORTERS. He is flanked by the
Chairman of Leeds United, (MA |
INT. FIELD HOSPITAL TENT - DAY
A black screen.
The sound of a knife cutting through boot leather.
Fade in on the waists of two men (THE SURGEONS) hovering
around a crude operating table.
In the extreme background, TWO STRETCHER BEARERS are just
leaving.
SURGEON 1 (O.S.)
Is this the last one? |
attered
cliffs. Silver waves are whipped by a wind that flies at us,
stinging, relentless. Somewhere, unseen in the barren
landscape, something is at its mercy - we hear the RUSTLE and
PUNCH of the weather going at it...
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. WOMAN'S EYE
The same scene reflected across the surface of a woman's
brown eye, intense with emotion, curiosity. Gradually, the
WEATHER SOUNDS are overtaken by VOICES coming up. At first
t |
ate.
A mix of subtle sounds begin to fade in. As they get louder, we
can discern what sounds like a busy office area. It is actually
a frantic television studio with the hum of panic in a national
emergency.
The woman's moans get louder and more desperate as the
background sounds reach full volume and the credits stop. The
woman sits up, snapping awake.
2 She lurches forwards into the arms of a strong young man. She is
Francine, twenty three years old and very attractive, |
ITY - DAY
We hear THE SOUND OF A STRONG WIND. DEBRIS flutters through the
streets. A LARGE ALLIGATOR slithers into frame, stops and looks
around.
MONTAGE: as MORE GATORS explore the empty streets, knocking over
GARBAGE CANS, upsetting the MANNEQUINS in A DEPARTMENT STORE WINDOW.
A GATOR crawls out through the open doors of AN ABANDONED BANK. LOOSE
BILLS are dragged along under the animal's tail. They flutter away on
the WIND.
3 EXT. THE CITY - DAY
GATORS crawl over A '79 |
D...
AND TAUGHT HIM HOW TO PRAY.
AND AS I SEARCHED FOR BETTER WAYS HIS GUIDE AND HELP TO BE...
I FOUND, AS WE WALKED HAND IN HAND, THAT HE WAS LEADING ME.
"THE DAY THE CLOWN CRIED"
COLD OPENING
EXT. PARIS CIRCUS - NIGHT
The normal activity and excitement of showtime around the
circus is in evidence where we see the half dark street and
alley directly adjacent to the circus tent which (in Paris
is an enclosure)... the animals, the midgets, the people and |
ebruary 21, 1951
EXT. BEACH - PACIFIC ISLAND - MED. SHOT - DAY
Backgrounded by palm trees and rolling surf, an American
army radar operator sits at his huge instrument, intently
tracking a target. Without interrupting this, he speaks with
tense excitement into a telephone transmitter strapped to
his chest. (It is 8:00 a.m.)
(In this and the subsequent scen |
The owner of a vast wheat ranch ("bonanza") in the Texas Panhandle.
URSULA: Abby's younger sister, a reckless child of14.
BENSON: The bonanza foreman, an enemy of the newcomers.
MISS CARTER: Chief domestic at the Belvedere, Chuck's home.
McLEAN: Chuck's accountant.
GEORGE: A young pilot who interests Ursula.
A PREACHER, A DOCTOR, AN ORGANIST, VARIOUS HARVEST HANDS, LAWMEN, VAUDEVILLIANS, etc.
"Troops of nomads swept over the country at harvest time like a visitation of locusts, re |
oy and his brother line up for a photograph
PHOTOGRAPHER
Okay, put your arm around your brother.
That's it. And breathe in.
The young boy blinks as the flash goes off.
PHOTOGRAPHR
Okay, one more.
An old man lights a single candle. A teacher goes over the old
man's duties.
TEACHER
Now just to review, you're going to
follow along the procession until you
get to the headmaster. At that point
he will indicate to you to light the
candles of the boys |
race war" has erupted at one of
the nation's oldest and most
prestigious institutions.
Glued to this are our story's subjects, who we meet in...
2 A SERIES OF SHOTS 2
TROY FAIRBANKS, 21, Black. He drags a brush through his
finger waves anxiously. The look of guilt is the only mark
of imperfection in his privileged and chiseled demeanor.
ANCHOR (O.S.) |
to spill on her from the right
- revealing her face, lost in thought. This is RACHEL
SINGER - pretty, painfully young looking. A surgical
dressing covers half her face.
As we pull back a little we see that two YOUNG MEN sit
either side of her. They are STEPHAN GOLD (thirties) thick-
set, capable, and DAVID PERETZ (late twenties), dark-haired
and pale-faced.
The three faces in the darkness, each looking straight
ahead - something from a Caravaggio |
resting face up on a black surface. A beat of silence -- is
broken by its abrupt RING... RING... RING... Move in tighter
on the phone's LCD DISPLAY. A number comes up: 555-3827
RING... RING... RING... A hand enters frame. We follow it to
a pad and pen we now discover to the left of the phone. The
hand picks up the pen, brings it to the pad, on which we find
a list of handwritten numbers. At least f |
ce from the tops of
guyed metal flues. Steam rises in clouds from vents and
chimneys and the sound of it all -- the hissing, the
clanging, the rumbling, the shrieking -- comes faintly, muted
by the falling snow.
In the foreground is a street -- COLUMBINE STREET -- which
inhabits the bottom of a narrow ravine and plunges directly
down the hillside, straight at the mill. Columbine is a sad
looking street, a grim-looking street, a street hanging on by
the skin of its teeth. Dilapidated s |
MAN waits with
his MIDDLE-AGED SON in THE RAIN.
MIDDLE-AGED SON
(as they climb in)
23rd and Lex.
The CABBIE grunts a reply.
MIDDLE-AGED SON (CONT'D)
How ya doin', Papa, you doin'
alright?
ELDERLY MAN
Fine, fine...
MIDDLE-AGED SON
This is just a check-up, okay?
Doctor Katz says you'll outlive us
all.
(looks out the window) |