第六感生死缘Meet Joe Black Movie Script

杰瑞发布于07 Jun 18:38

也许在爱情的天平上，神与人是平等的。 　　死神为了体验人世的悲欢，化身翩翩少年Joe Black(布拉德•皮特 Brad Pitt 饰) 降落到新闻媒体大亨William Parrish（安东尼•霍普金斯 Anthony Hopkins 饰）的家中。机缘巧合，Joe爱上了William的小女儿Susan （克莱尔•馥兰妮 Claire Forlani饰），品尝到人世间爱情的甘醇。这孩子般纯真的，迷恋花生酱的翩翩死神与他美丽端庄的，拥有夜色深邃眼睛的女孩会有着什么样不同寻常的奇遇？他们把爱情谱成乐章，邀你我一同聆听。 Death, who takes the form of a young man killed in an accident, asks a media mogul to act as his guide to teach him about life on Earth and, in the process, he falls in love with the mogul's daughter.

PARRISH:
(quietly) Where are you? VOICE (V.O.) I'm here. Now a flicker of a shadow from behind a corner of the obscured glass, the section of the room most distant from Parrish, there is a shape. Something is there.
PARRISH:
What is this, a joke, right? Some kind of elaborate practical joke? At my 40th reunion, we delivered a casket to the Class president's hotel room and --
VOICE:
Quiet. Parrish falls silent, something in the SOUND and TONE of the Voice muting him. He takes a step backwards. VOICE (cont'd) Where are you going?
PARRISH:
I - I - uh -- The shape moves, makes itself more visible. Although still diffused by the glass, the shape has definition, a person, a man, his features are not yet distinguishable, but he is there all right.
VOICE:
The great Bill Parrish at a loss for words? The man from whose lips fall 'rapture' and 'passion' and 'obses- sion'...all those admonitions about being 'deliberately happy', what there is no sense 'living your life without...', all the sparks and energy you give off, the rosy advice you dispense in round, pear-shaped tones --
PARRISH:
What the hell is this? Who are you?
VOICE:
Just think of millenniums multiplied by aeons compounded by infinity, I've been around that long, but it's only recently that your affairs here have piqued my interest. Call it boredom, the natural curiosity of me, the most lasting and significant element in existence has come to see you. Parrish struggles to make sense of what he is hearing.
PARRISH:
About what?
VOICE:
I want to have a look around before I take you.
PARRISH:
'Take me'...? Where?
VOICE:
It requires competence, wisdom, experience -- all those things they say about you in testimonials -- and you're the one.
PARRISH:
'The one' to do what?
VOICE:
Show me around. Be my guide. And in return, you get...
PARRISH:
(breathless) Get what?
VOICE:
Time.
PARRISH:
What the hell are you talking about?
VOICE:
Watch it!
PARRISH:
I'm sorry --
VOICE:
In return you'll receive minuets, days, weeks, I'm not going to go into details ... what matters is that I stay interested. Parrish squints, trying to make sense of what is happening. VOICE (cont'd) ...'Yes'.
PARRISH:
Yes what?
VOICE:
'Yes' is the answer to your ques- tion.
PARRISH:
What question?
VOICE:
Bill. Come on. The question. The question you've been asking yourself with increased regularity, at odd moments, panting through the extra game of handball, when you ran for the plane in Delhi, when you sat up in bed last night and hit the floor in the office this morning. The question that is in the back of your throat, choking the blood to your brain, ringing in the ears over and over as you put it to yourself --
PARRISH:
The 'question' --
VOICE:
(urging) Yes, Bill. The question. After a moment.