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Dorr himself is lost in a dream: At the call of “Hike!
Another helmeted player appears above us to peer down into our helmet. Ladykillers was Ealing’s final triumph. You got fuckin’ Kocoa Krispies in ya uniform man, still got breakfast there and you eatin’ motherfuckin’ lunch.
As the parade of losers and misfits winds its way up the walk: This was the first film in which Joel and Ethan Coen share both producing and directing credits; previously Joel had always been credited as director and Ethan as producer.
Laxykillers Coens’ screenplay was based on the British Ealing comedy film of the same name, written by William Rose.
Gudge is opening a card that was inside the box. More info about this movie on IMDb. The head credits end as the anthemic music resolves. Gawain draws a gun.
Screenplays for You – free movie scripts and screenplays. Munson is looking at the cellar door.
The General has swung his fist up to hook two fingers inside the youth’s nostrils. He turns and gestures at the vehicle. Inhibits me in doing finer work, of course. Why, you could light this stuff on fire, hit it with a hammer– He swings the hammer down onto the plastique– EXT.
Munson, I do ladykillers hope this is not an inopportune time for our first practice– MRS. Every time they come fetch him down they swear they won’t do it no more I understand your indignation. Munson has stuffed the paper-enclosed bill into an envelope, which she is now laboriously addressing to Bob Jones University. And so, let us pray He gives a sickly smile. Munson lets herself in.
He pauses for a moment to point a gloved hand directly at us, then resumes his strut. He is clutching one hand with the other. Faintly, from inside the vault, we hear the whine of a power tool.
The Ladykillers was ‘a cartoon of Britain’s corruption’ – Telegraph
Over the shoulder of the quietly weeping Mountain Girl: I am taking a year off to indulge my passion — I don’t believe that is too strong a word — for the music of the Renaissance. DORR I need not remind you of the importance of obliterating any trace of a connection between the vault and this house.
At this, the dog lifts his nose to catch the breeze, sniffs, and then, whining, lowers his head to the floor and covers his snout with his forepaws. DORR Oh madam, you are too kind.
He is squinting with pain.
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He peers in at the lens. Back to the cat, watching, then turning its head at a noise: The cellar door creaks noisily — one might almost say gothically — ajar, and the Professor peers out with an ingratiating smile. Dorr looks at his watch. The door is yanked fully open and the General races out after the cat. Clark suddenly freezes in the act of collecting money. He scowls down at the animal. The street is lined by small house icons on either side; the bow comes to rest on one of those icons.
GAWAIN It’s just my way of sayin’, well, goddamnit, I don’t know what it’s like walkin’ in your shoes, bein’ all tightass and all, and you don’t know what it’s like to walk in my shoes, but, well Dorr clears his throat.
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This is a severe setback. Of course the tourist business up there has suffered, with the demise of the Borscht Belt. I shall see to the matter Dorr, on his stomach, inches after the cat, grunting: Though few people were prepared to face up to it, the great days of the Empire were gone forever.
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