老无所依No Country for Old Men Movie Script

杰瑞发布于20 Oct 11:54

Synopsis:While out hunting, Llewelyn Moss (Josh Brolin) finds the grisly aftermath of a drug deal. Though he knows better, he cannot resist the cash left behind and takes it with him. The hunter becomes the hunted when a merciless killer named Chigurh (Javier Bardem) picks up his trail. Also looking for Moss is Sheriff Bell (Tommy Lee Jones), an aging lawman who reflects on a changing world and a dark secret of his own, as he tries to find and protect Moss. 老无所依的剧情简介 　　美国德克萨斯州乡村，老牛仔Moss（乔什·布洛林 饰）在猎杀羚羊时发现几具尸体，几包海洛因和200万现金。Moss决定将毒品和现金占为己有，想以此改变自己的生活，谁知却遭到冷血杀手Chigurh（哈维尔·巴登 饰）的跟踪和追杀，陷入了逃亡的险境。 　　同时，当地治安官Bell（汤米·李·琼斯 饰）也在对一连串的杀人事件进行调查，并努力保护Moss的安全。但是，让Bell感到无力绝望的是，他使尽浑身解数也无法追踪到冷血杀手，Moss的生命安全也受到严重的威胁，Bell一边缅怀父辈们的光荣岁月，一边深感现实中老无所依的悲哀。

The dog splashes through the riverwash that separates him from the human.
Moss reinserts the clip. He chambers a round as the dog runs snarling and as the dog leaps he fires.
Moss fires twice more quickly, not waiting to see whether the first round told.
The dog lands, stopped but not dead. It jerks and gurgles.
MOSS:
Goddamnit.
He is looking out at the river. His boots are drifting by.
EXT. RIVER BANK - DAY Moss has climbed the far bank and found a seat on a rock.
It is now full day. Moss has taken off his shirt and has his neck craned round and his back upper arm twisted toward him.
Where the buckshot hit, his arm is purpled and pinpricked.
He meticulously picks shirt fiber out from where buckshot packed it into the flesh.
He finishes. He rips swatches from his shirt. He starts wrapping his bare feet as he gazes off.
His point-of-view:
a lot of landscape, a highway in the distance. An eighteen-wheeler shimmies along in the heat.
EXT. GAS STATION/GROCERY - SHEFFIELD - DAY At an isolated dusty crossroad. It is twilight. The Ford sedan that Chigurh stopped is parked alongside the pump.
INT. GAS STATION/GROCERY - DAY Chigurh stands at the counter across from the elderly proprietor. He holds up a bag of cashews.
CHIGURH:
How much?
PROPRIETOR:
Sixty-nine cent.
CHIGURH:
This. And the gas.
PROPRIETOR:
Y'all getting any rain up your way?
CHIGURH:
What way would that be?
PROPRIETOR:
I seen you was from Dallas.
Chigurh tears open the bag of cashews and pours a few into his hand.
CHIGURH:
What business is it of yours where I'm from, friendo?
PROPRIETOR:
I didn't mean nothin' by it.
CHIGURH:
Didn't mean nothin'.
PROPRIETOR:
I was just passin' the time.