终结者The Terminator Movie Script

杰瑞发布于2023-02-24

The Terminator is a 1984 American science-fiction action film written and directed by James Cameron. It stars Arnold Schwarzenegger as the Terminator, a cyborg assassin sent back in time from 2029 to 1984 to kill Sarah Connor (Linda Hamilton), whose son will one day become a savior against machines in a post-apocalyptic future. Michael Biehn plays Kyle Reese, a soldier from the future sent back in time to protect Connor. 《终结者》(The Terminator)是一部1984年的美国科幻动作片,由詹姆斯·卡梅隆编剧和执导。该片由阿诺德·施瓦辛格(Arnold Schwarzenegger)饰演终结者,一名机械人刺客,于2029年至1984年被送回现场,杀死了莎拉·康纳(Linda Hamilton饰),她的儿子有一天会成为世界末日后对抗机器的救世主。迈克尔·比恩(Michael Biehn)饰演凯尔·里斯(Kyle Reese),一名来自未来的士兵,被及时遣返回保护康纳。

SARAH:
(with great sympathy) Oh, Kyle.
Reese takes a long, slow breath before he answers, and when he does his voice has a new quality, an unfamiliar tenderness.
REESE:
John Connor gave me a picture of you once. I never knew why. It was very old. Torn.
Faded. You were young, like you are now. You weren't smiling...just a little sad... I always wondered what you were thinking at that second.
He closes his eyes, reaches toward her. His fingertips trace the contour of her nose, chin, cheeks.
REESE:
(continuing) I memorized every line, every curve... He opens his eyes, looking right at hers.
REESE:
(continuing) Sarah, I came across time for you. I love you.
I always have.
Sarah is quietly overwhelmed.
Reese looks away.
REESE:
(continuing) I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said...
SARAH:
Kyle... She leans forward and kisses him.
His face is frozen. A mask.
She continues, tenderly.
He begins to respond.
The dam breaks and he holds her in a tight, trembling embrace, clinging to her like life itself.
Kyle picks her up and carries her to the bed.
She kisses his neck and chest, tracing his scars with her lips.
He unbuttons her blouse very slowly.
他很慢地解开她的上衣扣子。
Sarah guides his powerful hands over her.
莎拉用有力的双手抚摸着她。
A SEQUENCE OF CUTS. DETAILS. IMPRESSIONS.
Sarah, a very close angle, as she grimaces in divine agony.
Reese, his face rapt.
His hand, clutching the pillow as if to kill it.
It is explosive, torrential. A confluence of fate and will.