Milers Crossong Script

Millers Crossing An Original Screenplay By Joel Coen and Ethan Coen 1. FADE IN: finis SHOT A WHISKEY TUMBLER That sits on an oak side hold on chthonian a radiancy green bankers lamp, as two nut cubes are dropped in. From elsewhere in the room: Man (off) Im talkin about friendship. Im talkin about character. Im talkin about--hell, Leo, I aint emcakeassed to use the word--Im talkin about ethics. Whiskey is poured into the tumbler, filling it almost to the rim, as the offscreen valet continues. . . . You know Im a sporting man. I analogous to shed light on the occasional bet. But I aint that sporting. THE SPEAKER A balding middle-aged man with a round, open face. He still wears his overcoating and sits in a leather chair in the dark room, lit by the offscreen glow of a desk lamp. This is Johnny Caspar. Behind him stands another(prenominal) man, harder looking, wearing an overcoat and hat and holding another hat--presumably Caspars.

This is Bluepoiont Vance. Caspar (contd) When I fix a fight, say--if I pay a three-to-one du cky to throw a goddamn fight--I figure I got! a right to waitress that fight to go off at three- to-one. But both time I lay a bet with this sonofabitch Bernie Bernheim, in front I know it the odds is sluice up--or worse, Im betting the shortstop money. . . Behind Caspar we hear the clink of ice in the tumbler and a figure emerges from the shadows, walking away from the glowing bar in the backgound. . . . The sheeny knows I like sure things. Hes put back the information I fixed...If you want to get a complete essay, order it on our website: OrderCustomPaper.com

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