Heavenly Creatures Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 99 min
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JULIET:
You toad!
Pauline sheds the cardigan and runs through the bushes, with Juliet in
hot pursuit!
RRRRIP! . . . Juliet tugs at Pauline's blouse and the buttons pop off.
Pauline is laughing too hard to run anymore. She pulls off her skirt
and waves it around her head as she dances around the bushes, singing
"The Donkey Serenade."
PAULINE:
(Singing) "There's a light in her eye, Though she may try to hide it,
She cannot deny, There's a light in her eye."
Now Juliet is cracking up at the sight of Pauline spinning around in
her underwear, shoes and socks.
Pauline circles around and around Juliet, singing. Juliet hurriedly
starts undressing down to her underwear.
Juliet giggles and starts jumping up and down.
Pauline suddenly breaks into a run and races through the bushes. Juliet
follows.
Both girls are screaming and hooting loudly. Pauline and Juliet burst
out of the bushes and . . .
PAULINE:
& JULIET
(Singing) "Her face is a dream, like an angel I saw . . .
. . . into a field. They find themselves face to face with a FARMER,
mending a fence.
without missing a beat, they continue singing . . .
PAULINE:
& JULIET
(Singing) "But all that my darling can scream . . ."
. . . then break down into convulsive laughter. They turn and flee back
into the bushes.
ON THE SOUNDTRACK . . . Mario Lanza picks up "The Donkey Serenade" at
the point that Pauline and Juliet stopped. The song builds to a rousing
final chorus as . . .
Pauline and Juliet collapse on the ground, rolling and tumbling in an
embrace.
As Mario sings the last exhilarating notes . . .
CAMERA RISES UP VERTICALLY . . . up through the foliage . . . past the
branches of a tree which abruptly BLOCK CAMERA.
CUT TO:
EXT. STREETS - NIGHTThe final "OLE!" from "The Donkey Serenade"
resounds over a SHOT of Pauline cycling furiously through dark
Christchurch streets.
EXT. ILAM - NIGHTTRACKING . . . down the drive as the dark shape of the
EXT. ILAM/SHRINE - NIGHTA corner of the garden . . . Moonlight glistens
off the slow-moving stream.
Three candles illuminate a little shrine, nestled flower bed in a
remote corner of the Ilam garden.
Bricks have been stacked to form a miniature temple, decorated with
flowers and tinsel.
Pauline and Juliet are kneeling on the ground, clipping pictures from
film magazines. Clipped-out photos lie scattered about.
Pauline holds James Mason's photo.
PAULINE:
(Enraptured) I wish James would do a religious picture . . . he'd be
perfect as Jesus!
JULIET:
Daddy says the Bible's a load of bunkum!
Pauline reacts with a degree of shock.
PAULINE:
But, we're all going to Heaven!
JULIET:
I'm not! I'm going to the Fourth World! It's like Heaven, only better
because there aren't any Christians.
Pauline giggles.
JULIET:
It's an absolute Paradise of music, art and enjoyment.
Pauline is entranced. Juliet plucks up some photos.
JULIET:
James will be there . . . and Mario! Only they'll be saints.
PAULINE:
(Giggling) Saint Mario!
Juliet places Mario Lanza's photo in the shrine.
JULIET:
To be known as He!
PAULINE:
He . . .
Juliet places James Mason's photo in the shrine.
JULIET:
Him.
PAULINE:
Him . . .
Juliet picks up a photo of Mel Ferrer and places it in the shrine.
JULIET:
This.
PAULINE:
This . . .
Juliet places Jussi Bjoerling's photo in the shrine.
JULIET:
That.
PAULINE:
That . . .
Pauline places the last photo in the shrine . . . Orson Welles.
PAULINE:
It.
Juliet screws her face up and throws the photo into the stream.
JULIET:
Absolutely not! Orson Welles! The most hideous man alive!
Juliet dramatically sweeps her hand over the photos in the shrine and
bows her head.
JULIET:
We give praise to . . . the saints!
Candlelight flickers on Pauline s enraptured face.
The crumpled photo of Orson Welles floats down the stream. With a
sudden violent burst of sound, it is sucked into the weir.
CUT TO:
INT. RIEPERS' HOUSE/LOUNGE - CHRISTMAS DAY, 1952
CLOSE-UP . . . a Christmas present is torn open . . . followed by
several more, in QUICK CUTS. Typical 1952 presents.
A Christmas tree adorns the Riepers' lounge. Some simple streamers and
ornaments decorate the room.
SUPER:
"Christmas, 1952"Honora, Herbert, WENDY and Pauline are sitting on the floor, amid
presents and discarded wrapping paper, GRANDMA PARKER is sitting in a
chair.
Pauline unwraps her present . . . a diary. Her eyes light up. HERBERT
leans over.
HERBERT:
Hope it's all right. It's from Whitcomb and Tombs . . .
CUT TO IN1:
RIEPERS' HOUSE/PAULINE'S BEDROOM - DAYCLOSE-UP of the Jan.1st page. Pauline's pen starts to write . . .
PAULINE:
(Diary V.O.) I decided that my New Year's resolution is to be more
lenient with others.
CUT TO:
INT:
RIEPERS' HOUSE/DINING ROOM - DAYThe table is laid with plates ofsausage rolls and sandwiches. Pauline is laying napkins out. STEVE
Bayliss wanders in.
STEVE:
Pikelets! Yum!
PAULINE:
(Appalled) Aren't you going out?
STEVE:
Not till two-thirty . . .
He reaches for a pikelet-Pauline pushes him away from the table.
PAULINE:
This is a private function! Go away!
STEVE:
retreats, hurt and confused. HONORA
brings in a plate of scones.
The doorbell rings.
HONORA:
Come on! Sausage rolls.
HERBERT:
(O.S.) Come on through.
HONORA:
and Pauline hurriedly work together, setting out plates and cutlery.
HERBERT:
Look who I've found!
HONORA:
whips off her pinny as HERBERT
leads Juliet into the dining room.
HONORA:
Hello, Juliet.
JULIET:
Hello, Mrs. Rieper . . . it's so nice to meet you.
Juliet shakes hands with Honora.
CUT TO:
Herbert, Honora, Pauline and Juliet are sitting at the table, in the
middle of lunch.
JULIET:
And so, in a blazing fury, Charles runs Lancelot Trelawney through with
his sword . . . leaving Deborah free to accept Charles's proposal of
marriage!
HONORA:
and HERBERT
exchange a glance. HONORA
smiles at Juliet.
HONORA:
I've heard your mother on 3YA. The Woman's Session has lots of lively
debate.
JULIET:
Well, actually, Mummy's left that programme now . . she's far too busy
with The Marriage Guidance Council.
HERBERT:
PAULINE:
Dad!
HONORA:
I wouldn't want my private business being discussed with a complete
stranger!
JULIET:
Oh, no . . . Mummy's awfully good at it.
INSERT SCENE:
INT. MARRIAGE GUIDANCE - DAYSEVERAL QUICK SHOTS . . . of Hilda chatting
to UNHAPPY COUPLES as Juliet's V.O. continues . . .
JULIET:
(V.O.) She has deep discussions with unhappy couples and persuades them
to have another go at it. In two years, she's only had four divorces.
She should really be working for the U.N.!
WALTER PERRY is now sitting across the table from Hilda. He is ruggedly
handsome, in his mid-40s
WALTER My wife's blaming me . . . says it's all my fault.
HILDA And how do you feel about that, Mr. Perry?
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