Post by xania on Dec 20, 2005 18:15:23 GMT 1
Hierin kun je of een dialoog neerzetten..of een scene beschrijven of een onliner quoten uit een film of een filmplaatje posten.... en dan moet de rest raden welke film.. en als het goed is ..is de volgende..
dus b.v .i'll be back..
i'll go first....
dit is een scene/dialoog:
BILLINGS
Jeffrey. Yo! Jeffrey. This here is James.
Whyncha show James around? Tell him the TV
rules, show him the games an' stuff, okay?
JEFFREY
(with a sly look)
How much you gonna pay me? Huh? I'd
be doing your job.
BILLINGS
Five thousand dollars, my man. That
enough? I'll wire it to your account
as usual, okay?
JEFFREY
Okay, Billings. Five thousand. That's
enough. Five thousand dollars. I'll
give him the Deluxe Mental Hospital Tour.
As BILLINGS walks away chuckling, JEFFREY turns to COLE.
JEFFREY
Kid around, kid around. It makes them feel
good, we're all pals. We're prisoners, they're
the guards, but it's all in good fun, you see?
COLE nods and JEFFREY indicates card tables where PATIENTS are
playing cards, checkers, chess, or working on jig saw puzzles.
JEFFREY
Here's the games. Games vegitize you.
If you play the games, you're
voluntarily taking a tranquilizer.
COLE sees a partially completed puzzle of the well-known painting,
THE PEACEABLE KINGDOM, depicting a serene world of animals in harmony.
JEFFREY
What'd they give you? Thorazine? How
much? Learn your drugs -- know your doses.
COLE
I need to make a telephone call.
JEFFREY
A telephone call? That's communication
with the outside world! Doctor's
discretion. Hey, if alla these nuts
could just make phone calls, it could
spread. Insanity oozing through telephone
cables, oozing into the ears of all those
poor sane people, infecting them! Whackos
everywhere! A plague of madness.
(suddenly sly and confidential)
In fact, very few of us here are actually
mentally ill. I'm not saying you're
not mentally ill, for all I know you're
crazy as a loon. But that's not why
you're here. Why you're here is because
of the system, because of the economy.
(indicating the TV)
There's the TV. It's all right there.
Commercials. We are not productive
anymore, they don't need us to make
things anymore, it's all automated. What
are we for then? We're consumers. Okay,
buy a lot of stuff, you're a good citizen.
But if you don't buy a lot of stuff, you
know what? You're mentally ill! That's
a fact! If you don't buy things...toilet
paper, new cars, computerized blenders,
electrically operated sexual devices...
(getting hysterical)
SCREWDRIVERS WITH MINIATURE BUILT-IN
RADAR DEVICES, STEREO SYSTEMS WITH
BRAIN IMPLANTED HEADPHONES, VOICE-
ACTIVATED COMPUTERS, AND...
A woman orderly, TERRY, turns from the feeble PATIENT she's helping.
TERRY
Take it easy, Jeffrey. Be calm.
dus b.v .i'll be back..
i'll go first....
dit is een scene/dialoog:
BILLINGS
Jeffrey. Yo! Jeffrey. This here is James.
Whyncha show James around? Tell him the TV
rules, show him the games an' stuff, okay?
JEFFREY
(with a sly look)
How much you gonna pay me? Huh? I'd
be doing your job.
BILLINGS
Five thousand dollars, my man. That
enough? I'll wire it to your account
as usual, okay?
JEFFREY
Okay, Billings. Five thousand. That's
enough. Five thousand dollars. I'll
give him the Deluxe Mental Hospital Tour.
As BILLINGS walks away chuckling, JEFFREY turns to COLE.
JEFFREY
Kid around, kid around. It makes them feel
good, we're all pals. We're prisoners, they're
the guards, but it's all in good fun, you see?
COLE nods and JEFFREY indicates card tables where PATIENTS are
playing cards, checkers, chess, or working on jig saw puzzles.
JEFFREY
Here's the games. Games vegitize you.
If you play the games, you're
voluntarily taking a tranquilizer.
COLE sees a partially completed puzzle of the well-known painting,
THE PEACEABLE KINGDOM, depicting a serene world of animals in harmony.
JEFFREY
What'd they give you? Thorazine? How
much? Learn your drugs -- know your doses.
COLE
I need to make a telephone call.
JEFFREY
A telephone call? That's communication
with the outside world! Doctor's
discretion. Hey, if alla these nuts
could just make phone calls, it could
spread. Insanity oozing through telephone
cables, oozing into the ears of all those
poor sane people, infecting them! Whackos
everywhere! A plague of madness.
(suddenly sly and confidential)
In fact, very few of us here are actually
mentally ill. I'm not saying you're
not mentally ill, for all I know you're
crazy as a loon. But that's not why
you're here. Why you're here is because
of the system, because of the economy.
(indicating the TV)
There's the TV. It's all right there.
Commercials. We are not productive
anymore, they don't need us to make
things anymore, it's all automated. What
are we for then? We're consumers. Okay,
buy a lot of stuff, you're a good citizen.
But if you don't buy a lot of stuff, you
know what? You're mentally ill! That's
a fact! If you don't buy things...toilet
paper, new cars, computerized blenders,
electrically operated sexual devices...
(getting hysterical)
SCREWDRIVERS WITH MINIATURE BUILT-IN
RADAR DEVICES, STEREO SYSTEMS WITH
BRAIN IMPLANTED HEADPHONES, VOICE-
ACTIVATED COMPUTERS, AND...
A woman orderly, TERRY, turns from the feeble PATIENT she's helping.
TERRY
Take it easy, Jeffrey. Be calm.