Jan moves to Chris, hugs him, kisses him on the cheek. JAN You’re wonderful. Don’t make me worry about you. TIME CUT: EXT. CAMPSITE, 46 ORICK BEACH - LATER 46 The fire is burning low. Chris reads from Thoreau’s WALDEN from the chapter on “Higher Laws” as we move slowly ...
he was formally dressed, with a red, white and blue silk handkerchief in the breast pocket of his well-tailored dark suit jacket. I can’t remember the name of the group he was with, but Lou was one of the people Jim had been reaching out to. When we...
Got a pocket full of ass-whoopings, I'm givin' 'emout like nicknamesWhat's up with your fist game?You'll catch a hook - fish hangWatch me cock the Nina, call that rough sexKnock your head off, you just a rough neckAnd if I'm shootin' at ya, nigga, all netAin't not world...
See! Here is the formal deed of gift of the parcel of ground known as Solvik in the Manor of Rosenvold, with all the newly constructed buildings, schoolrooms, master's house, and chapel. And here is the legal fiat for the endowment and for the Bye-laws of the Institution. Will you ...
"You are very kind, monsieur," said Mariette, touched by what she considered a proof of generosity on his part. "Indeed," she added, as she replaced her slender purse into her pocket, "you have been so good to me that I shall ask you a very great service—" "Go on, my child....
Their pocketbooks filled with silver- wrapped Hershey’s kisses, rolls of cherry red Lifesavers, they never forget. I take their wrinkled kitchen hands. We form a perfect circle. We wheel around again and again and again. We say the names of every murdered sister. ...
Jake Nolan: I grabbed the sledgehammer. I put the knife in my pocket. From here on out, it's — it's — I remember bits and pieces. But according to Michael Weiss' attorney, Weiss remembers it all too well. Roland Acevedo: Jake came out of the bathroom in Michael's office and hi...
“They die. But I did not come here to talk on these subjects–only when the heart is full, the mouth must speak. I have brought a letter and a remembrance from Edgar,” and he took from his pocket a letter and two gold rings, and gave the letter and one ring to Mrs. Atheling,...
He then put the letter in his pocket before my very eyes, and sat down on the corner of the writing table! “You don’t know how all this has releived my mind,” he said. “The poor chap’s been looking down. Not interested in anything. Of course this explains it. He’ s the...
Of a boy was mine fer a week er so, He’d quit _dreamin’_ and git to work And _airn_ his livin’–er–Well! _I_ know!” And even kindlier rumor said, Tapping with finger a shaking head,–“Got such a curious kind o’ way– ...