终结者The Terminator Movie Script

杰瑞发布于24 Feb 11:04

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。

MATT:
(grinning broadly) Heeey! It's my favorite Sarah. Hi, babe.
Ginger pulls the pin on Mat's weights and re-inserts it beneath the entire stack, the maximum weight.
GINGER:
Alright, warm-ups are over.
Back to work, Bunky.
Ginger readadjusts her headphones as the two girls walk away.
MATT:
'Bye beautiful. You too, Ginger.
Two weightlifters nearby look at each other, than at Matt.
WEIGHTLIFTER: Bunky?
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42 EXT. HEALTH CLUB/STREETS - DUSK42 Sarah lurches away from the curb on her moped, almost spilling Ginger who is attempting to ride double. They swing out onto a main thoroughfare and careen through the bumper-to-bumper traffic.
Sarah maneuvers deftly though overloaded and unstable.
Ginger doesn't know whether to laugh of scream at the near-misses.
She does both.
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43 OMITTED 43 44 EXT. STREET/CONSTRUCTION SIGHT - DUSK On a side street the girls pass an excavation site between high-rises. They pass OUT OF FRAME as CAMERA HOLDS on the construction area and Ginger's shrieks fade.
In the F.G., under an overpass, Reese sits is a car watching the powerful machines moving earth.
He's in a late-model non-descript GREY SEDAN, one of a row of cars gathering dirt beside the construction site.
Crab-armed back-hoes and massive caterpillars ROAR through a curtain of dust, under intense floodlights. A power-shovel moves its great arm, lighting its own way with an arc-light.
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45 INT. GREY SEDAN 45 Reese sits motionless in the dark. Waiting. The clock in the dash ticks quietly.
He flips on the radio. A fatuous POP ROCK STATION.
Reese fishes a magazine off the dirty floor. His over- coat is off, draped over the shotgun on the seat beside him.
His bare arms are sinewy and scarred.
Reese flips the page of COSMOPOLITAN.
He look at the glossy photos, the glossy women.
Fantasy women. Svelte and seamless.
The ads fascinate him too: Caribbean vacations and blended whiskeys.
His head sags against the door.