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。

CARLA JEAN:
What're you goin' to do?
Moss turns from the sink, screwing the top onto the jug.
MOSS:
I'm fixin' to do somethin' dumbern hell but I'm goin' anyways.
He starts toward the front door.
MOSS:
...If I don't come back tell Mother I love her.
CARLA JEAN:
Your mother's dead, Llewelyn.
MOSS:
Well then I'll tell her myself.
INT. TRUCK/EXT. CATTLEGUARD ROAD - NIGHT
A MAP:
A detailed topographical survey map, illuminated by a flashlight.
Moss is studying it in the cab of his truck.
After a beat he folds the map.
He checks the .45 taken off the corpse with the money.
Wider:
the pickup truck parked outside the cattle guard. After a beat, the truck drives over the grate onto the unpaved part of the road, jogging up the uneven terrain.
Through the windshield, the view is pitch black except for the boulders and scrub picked out by the crazily bouncing headlights.
EXT. BASIN - NIGHT
DOOR SLAM:
We are close on the water jug slapping against Moss's leg as we pull him through the darkness. The shape of his parked truck is just visible behind him, silhouetted on the crest by the glow of the moon already set.
Walking across the basin to the near truck Moss freezes,
noticing:
Its driver's-side door:
closed. Moss scans the horizon. Its only blemish remains his own pickup.
He jogs the few remaining paces to the pickup. He sets down the gallon jug. Softly:
MOSS:
Hello?... No answer.
He opens the door.
The man's body is still held upright by the shoulder harness but his head, flayed by buckshot, is tipped away.
Moss glances at the bed of the truck.
Empty.