The Fisher King
- R
- Year:
- 1991
- 138 min
- 2,202 Views
SOUND EFFECTS - LOUD BATTLE NOISE...
...BUT SUDDENLY YOU REALIZE IT'S
MONDAY!
A WOMAN SCREAMS...the D.J., JACK, speaks in a rapid fire pace...
A HAND from O.C. tries to shut the alarm off in the dark.
...your hand races to shut off
the alarm before your mind wakes
up...
SCREAMS...THE HAND knocks over a water glass and grabs the clock
but can't find the OFF switch.
...But it's too late! If you
don't get out of bed now, you'll
never have enough time to blow
dry your hair THAT SPECIAL WAY...
You'll never make that nine
o'clock meeting that your PARTNER
WILL BE EARLY FOR... YOU'LL BE
LATE AND EVERYONE WILL NOTICE!
The HAND bangs the clock violently...
...Rumors will fly about you
losing your edge and before you
know it, you're selling yourself
on street corners to lonely
middle-aged men from the
Midwest... Headlines flash across
THEN SELF - CLAIMED "I only wanted
two more minutes!"
SCREAMS...SILENCE...The D.J. (Jack) speaks in a normal voice.
...Hey, it's Monday morning, and
I'm Jack Lucas.
THE HAND rips the clock off the night table.
OPENING CREDITS BEGIN........
INT. KITCHEN - MORNING.
A MAN in a shower listening to the radio...
WOMAN (V.O.)
(upset)
...I don't have to talk to you.
JACK (V.O.)
Yes...Yes, you do because you see,
today, you're our -
PRE-RECORDED ECHOING V.O.
SPOTLIGHT CELEBRITY.
WOMAN (V.O.)
No, it's none of your business
- it's MY business - and I'm very
private about what is my business.
JACK (V.O.)
OH, PLEASE! You had sex with
the Prime Minister of Belize in
the parking lot of Sea World...
You're telling me you're a private
kind of person. No...You're our...
PRE-RECORDED ECHOING V.O.
SPOTLIGHT CELEBRITY....
WOMAN (V.O.)
Listen, I have been humiliated
enough already!
JACK (V.O.)
Perhaps not - We need those
details....
The Woman hangs up...
CREW (V.O.)
Oooooooo....
CUT TO:
INT. BATHROOM - MORNING.
A NAKED MAN shaves as he listens to the radio.
JACK (V.O.)
I'm peeved! I'm calling Belize!
(telephone sounds)
...I WANT TO SPEAK TO THE PRIME
MINISTER, PRONTO!
VOICE (V.O.)
Yes...Belize Central Office.
JACK (V.O.)
Yes...yes, hello...Hello, this
is Jack Lucas of the United States
and I want to speak to the Prime
Minister of Belize, PRONTO!...
He's not in.
JACK (V.O.)
What you mean he's not in - you
mean nobody's running the country!
You mean I could just walk in
there right now and take you up
SURE! LET'S DO IT! LET'S CALL
FRANCE!
CUT TO:
INT. KITCHEN - 7:45 AM.
A WOMAN in a bathrobe fixes herself coffee as the radio plays.
JACK (V.O.)
Hi, this is Jack Lucas and we're
discussing PERSONAL PET PEEVES...
Go ahead, caller...
CALLER (V.O.)
O.K. Well, It's my husband. He
drives me crazy. I'll be talking
and he'll never let me finish a
sentence...He's always finishing
my...
JACK (V.O.)
(overlapping)
Finishing your thoughts...that's
awful.
CALLER (V.O.)
Oh, that "drives me...."
JACK (V.O.)
Drives you crazy, huh? The
scoundrel!
INT. KITCHEN - 9:15 AM.
A MAN reads the newspaper and sips coffee, as the radio plays.
CALLER (V.O.)
Hello Jack. It's Edwin.
JACK AND CREW (V.O.)
IT'S EDWIN!!!!
JACK (V.O.)
Edwin. We haven't heard from you
in a while. I've missed you.
EDWIN (V.O.)
(laughing
good-naturedly)
O.K....O.K...
Awwww .......!!!!!
SOUND EFFECTS - "A SUMMER PLACE"...THE NEEDLE IS SCRATCHED OFF.
EDWIN laughs, perhaps a bit over zealously - HE is a
SIMPLE-MINDED SOUL...a lonely child in the body of a lonely man.
JACK (V.O.)
So, Edwin, baby, this is Sunrise
Confession time...what have you got
for us?
EDWIN (V.O.)
I...I...went to this bar..this
very, ya know, IN place...called
The Side Bar.
JACK (V.O.)
I know the place. It's one of
I told you to stay away from them,
Edwin. Yuppies are diseased
individuals who went to private
schools and took scouting
serious.
EDWIN (V.O.)
(simple-minded laughter)
Okay...I know but...I met this
beautiful girl...
SOUND EFFECT - "WEDDING BELLS" THEN A NEEDLE SCRATCHING IT OFF.
JACK (V.O.)
Now, Edwin, I'm going to have to
remind you of the time we made
you propose to that check-out girl
at Thrifty's that you liked so
much. Remember her reaction?
"MISTER BIG STUFF...HUH...TELL
ME ...WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE...
MISTER BIG STUFF...YOU'RE NEVER
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