So on my screenplay, on the left-hand side of the page, I will put all the ideas that refer to the scene next to it so I have some sort of pictorial reference.
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Ideas For Walls
So many things in my head, Ive always had them before
No reason to be upset, theyre just ideas for walls
Now Im standing inside, outside, which is the right side
Im standing, demanding that the nightlife be called the right life
Like putting paint on my feet & walking sideways in rows
My walls could be so complete, complete with patterns of toes
Now Im standing inside, outside, which is the right side
Im standing the left side, right side, which is the right side
Now-ideas
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
A little m for the mirror, a double u for the wall
To make things perfectly clear, a great big h in the hall
Now Im standing inside, outside, which is the right side
Im standing, demanding that the nightlife be called the right life
Is everybody confused? (no) Im making no sense at all
You want a room with a view you need ideas for walls
Now Im standing inside, outside, which is the right side
Im standing inside, outside, outside, right side
Inside, outside, which is the right side
Now -- ideas
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas
Theyre just ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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A screenplay is not a finished product; a novel is. A screenplay is a blueprint for something - for a building that will most likely never be built.
quote by Nicholas Meyer
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I didn't know anything about writing a screenplay, but somehow I ended up rewriting a screenplay.
quote by Kate DiCamillo
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New ideas should confront old ideas. We must refer to the example of Europe. People have fought to make Europe what it is today. Freedom is not something that is served up on a plate.
quote by Tahar Ben Jelloun
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I don't care who you are. When you sit down to write the first page of your screenplay, in your head, you're also writing your Oscar acceptance speech.
quote by Nora Ephron
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Chose sweet fruits
Is he black in colour?
You can refer to him as a Koel,
not as a crow.
Is she fat in her contour?
You can refer to her as a bear,
not as a pig.
Is one dull in behaviour?
You can refer to one as a cow,
not as an ass.
The sadist only does otherwise.
20.05.2001 Pindi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I May Admit Finally That I Am Lying
in our short conversation when you ask questions
about me i may answer you some lies and then
you wonder if i am the kind of person who makes lies
to you as i wonder too if you are the kind of person deserving
to be lied by myself, and so i try to figure out the lies
i made before and how honestly you believe them and then
i sort of changing myself, and slowly revealing some of the names
i keep on using, that these names may refer to one and the same
person, which is myself, and you honestly believe me and i am
of course, guilt-stricken and then i slowly unravel other names,
other places, other circumstances, sorting out my life,
page by page, and you listen carefully, and you also tell me
there are two of you, two names, and that is the truth,
and i honestly admit, i had some lies, lies for me to survive you
and this sad world, and then i begin to answer your question
with all honesty: you will regret it, there is more pain to the truth.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Nothing
Shot down your instincts, turned into a freak
You said this was your first time
How fast changes come for you to finally see
Shallow plains for you to find what you...
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo nothing left...
Stuck in with no way out a gift for your grief
Shattered your thoughts of a good thing that you never had
Hopelessly knowing whats right or wrong
Can't stop the feeling, it comes so strong
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo...
Observe nature from a black top view
Left you defenseless hoping for defeat
Built on my fears
Confession of obsession
One day happy place for you to hide
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left for me!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
With this ghost on my side!
There's something left
With you in my life!
There's nothing left!
Nothing left, nooo...
song performed by by Zug Izland
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Hail, Hail
Ah, is there room for both of us
Both of us apart
Are we bound out of obligation
Is that all weve got?
I get the words and then I get to thinkin
I dont wanna think, I wanna feel
How do I feel?
How do i?
If youre the only one will I never be enough, yeah
Hail, hail the lucky ones
I refer to those in love, yeah
Oh, how Id love ya till the day I die... and beyond
Are we goin to the same place?
If so can I come?
Its egg rollin , thick and heavy
All, the past we carry
Oh, I could be new
You under-estimate me
If youre the only one will I never be enough, yeah
Hail, hail the lucky ones
I refer to those in love, yeah
I sometimes realize...i could only be as good as youll let me
Are you woman enough to be my man?
Bandaged hand in hand.
Black lining,
On the run, in a race that cant be won, yeah
Oh, hail, hail the lucky ones
I refer to those in love, yeah
If youre my only one
So good, you, only one
I want to be your one
Enough, you won, your one, your one
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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First Week/last Week... Carefree
Can we run that again
Is that a womans voice I hear?
I said, lets wait and see. Ill see for myself
Thats a phrase I repeat
To myself
Made a reference to me and
Thats myself too
What progress I have made the first week
First week
First week
First week
Every sentence I use
Refer to women and their names
I heard the voice first last week
I heard it myself
Made a reference to me
Thats myself
This reports incomplete
I see for myself
Every appointment has been moved to last week
Last week
Last week
Last week
Oh...
Ah...
Oh...
I heard the voice first last week
I heard it myself
Made a reference to me
And thats myself
This reports incomplete
I see for myself
Every appointment has been been moved to last week
Last week
Last week
Last week
Oh...
Ah...
Oh...
song performed by by Talking Heads
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The Pose Of Desire
the right arm
sits on the
left arm
the right hand
lands on the
left side of the neck
the left hand
situates itself
securely on
the right armpit
you embrace
yourself
the eyes focus
on the object
that they have
not seen
it is not necessary
that a wrinkle
be an accent on
the forehead
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To begin with, you must realize that any idea accepted by the brain is automatically transformed into an action of some sort. It may take seconds or minutes or longer - but ideas always produce a reaction of some sort.
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Our first scene is sort of a reunion between the X-Men characters, which establishes everyone's relationship to one another, sort of like a recap for all those who have forgotten since the last movie.
quote by Shawn Ashmore
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The Other Side of the Page
I pass to the other side of the page.
-Pablo Neruda
On the other side of the page
where the last days go,
where the lost poems go,
where the forgotten dreams
breaking up like morning fog
go
go
go
I am preparing myself for death.
I am teaching myself emptiness:
the gambler's hunger for love,
the nun's hunger for God,
the child's hunger for chocolate
in the brown hours
of the dark.
I am teaching myself love:
the lean love of marble
kissed away by rain,
the cold kisses of snow crystals
on granite grave markers,
the soul kisses of snow
as it melts in the spring.
On the other side of the page
I lie making a snow angel
with the arcs
of my arms.
I lie like a fallen skier
who never wants to get up.
I lie with my poles, my pens
flung around me in the snow
too far to reach.
The snow seeps
into the hollows of my bones
& the calcium white of the page
silts me in like a fossil.
I am fixed in my longing for speech,
I am buried in the snowbank of my poems,
I am here where you find me
dead
on the other side of the page.
poem by Erica Jong
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We taped all this and then got it transcribed and picked the best lines or ideas or ways to take a scene. I've done that many times, and it can improve the script but also wreck a perfectly good scene.
quote by John Schlesinger
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There is a concept which corrupts and upsets all others. I refer not to Evil, whose limited realm is that of ethics; I refer to the infinite.
quote by Jorge Luis Borges
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Heart To Heart
(Emmylouy HarrisPaul Kennerley)
Heart to heart we'll hold together
Hand in hand we'll find a way
Oh, the storms of life may blind us
But with the loving vows that bind us
Heart to heart hand in hand we'll stay
Side by side forever and always
Day by day till our lives are done
This sweet love is ours to treasure
Far beyond all time and measure
Side by side day by day as one
The years connot take what's between you and me
We'll stand her together for the whole world to see
Heart to heart there'll be no other
Hand in hand for our love is true
Oh, the words that we have spoken
Will be a promise never broken
Heart to heart hand in hand with you
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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The Inability...
i should have gone to the other side
beyond this boundary
where i can be left alone
to speak
to the wind
i should have flapped my wings
and leave this place for good
but what shall that wind have me to offer?
what shall that island give me?
shall it entertain me with all my secret longings?
shall the wind promise me more places for my own
imaginative consumption?
shall there be more strange ideas that i have to embrace
like those whores in my
silly dreams?
i am staying because there is an ear of this page
that is still listening
there is still the hand of your time
that is holding me
so that my tongue can dance so that my eyes can see more
about what is not here
about what is not familiar about what i never hold
like love, like the minutest of affection
for i am telling you
i have become a gong always sounding what nothing keeps on saying
i have not met love
i have not shared affection
i am guilty as judged
by the standards of the masses
by the cruelty of the mob
the gallows of emptiness are hanging me in mid-air
my feet cannot touch the ground
my eyes cannot see the sky
my arms are tied and can never touch freedom
i am as helpless as a dry leaf blown by the desert winds
towards a horizon that is now
beyond description.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The most fundamental fact about the ideas of the political left is that they do not work. Therefore we should not be surprised to find the left concentrated in institutions where ideas do not have to work in order to survive.
quote by Thomas Sowell
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Never Meeting Eye To Eye
the left and the right eye
will never ever come to meet
but when they are next to each other
they enjoy a wider vision of the world
the right leg and the left
on their own would never
stand up but put them
side by side they can
sped away like a cheetah
the right hand and the left
could never shake away like
friends do but fold them
together they can move
even the god in supplications
the mouth and the anus
would never agree to meet
each settle at the opposite end
of the road from each other
the former considers the latter an outcast
yet without any of the other
each existence will be in vain
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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