Mr. Tiger This horse has a touching story He was an imperial horse but he's now in this tough and long journey with me And he has family, just like you do So why not... Hey there. I mean you!
>> The Monkey King the Legend Begins Movie Script

They lean in, foreheads touching, bodies pressed together.
>> 阿凡达 Avatar Movie Script

MO'AT stops the chant. She crosses to Jake and kneels with him, touching his shoulder.
>> 阿凡达 Avatar Movie Script

Blinking, Jake slowly sits up on the gurney. He looks down at his AVATAR BODY, touching his chest with one hand.
>> 阿凡达 Avatar Movie Script

JAKE (V.O.) The Suits' concern was touching.
>> 阿凡达 Avatar Movie Script

Then, without touching the keys, his fingers floating just above them, he plays. Silently. Passionately.
>> 钢琴家 The Pianist Movie Script

I'd prefer a drunkard at the bar touching your bum... to someone who says, "Your smile flies like a butterfly"!
>> 邮差 Postino Il Movie Script

Slowly he raises his hands, arms outstretched, and they meet hers... fingertips gently touching. Then their fingers intertwine. Moving slowly, their fingers caress through and around each other like the bodies of two lovers.
>> 泰坦尼克号 Titanic (1997) Movie Script

He leans at the rail next to her, his hand just touching hers. It is the slightest contact imaginable, and all either one of them can feel is that square inch of skin where their hands are touching.
>> 泰坦尼克号 Titanic (1997) Movie Script

God, you're touching !
>> 闻香识女人Scent of a Woman 1992 Movie Script

Uh, l'd be, l'll be glad to answer any question that you have, or a-- How did you break that mirror, George, without even touching it?
>> 不一样的本能 Phenomenon （1996）Movie Script

INT. THE BOATHOUSE - MED. VIEW - DAY Michael sits quietly in the darkened room in one of the big sofas, dressed immaculately in suit and tie. His two children, also dressed for the wake sit opposite him in the other oversized sofa, their shoes not touching the floor.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script

The WAITER comes to ask about the order, SOLLOZZO turns to speak, and without warning, MICHAEL shoves the table away from him with his left hand, and with his right hand puts the gun right against SOLLOZZO's head, just touching his temple. He pulls the trigger, and we see part of SOLLOZZO's head blown away, and a spray of fine mist of blood cover the entire area.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script

ANGLE ON DREW BEING TORMENTED BY LOCAL KIDS They are playing games around him, throwing stones at him, messing with his hair and his clothes, touching the things in his backpack (frisbee, football, walkman), etc.
>> 花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script

“I wasn’t looking for it,” Call said, mounting. People were touching the coffin as if they had the right.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

Clara saw at once that he had sustained some blow. When she saw him come back without even the mail, it had been on her tongue to say something about his poor memory. She and the girls hungered for the magazines and catalogues that came in the mail, and it was a disappointment to have someone ride right past the post office and not pick them up. But July looked so low that she refrained from speaking. At the supper table she tried several times to get a word or two out of him, but he just sat there, scarcely even touching his food. He had been ravenous since coming off the plains—so whatever the blow was, it was serious.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

“Well then, save it, at least,” Clara said, feeling so downcast suddenly that she left the room. She got a water bucket and walked out of the house, meaning to get some water for Bob. It was a beautiful morning, light touching the farthest edges of the plains. Clara noticed the beauty and thought it strange that she could still respond to it, tired as she was and with two people dying in her house—perhaps three. But she loved the fine light of the prairie mornings; it had resurrected her spirits time after time though the years, when it seemed that dirt and cold and death would crush her. Just to see the light spreading like that, far on toward Wyoming, was her joy. It seemed to put energy into her, make her want to do things.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

Lorena saw that, and just as she saw it the two horses raced right over Monkey John without touching him and were into the Kiowas. One Kiowa screamed, a sound more hopeless and frightening even than the scream of Dog Face. Before she thought about it being Gus, she saw him yank his horse almost down right in the middle of the Kiowas. He shot the one that screamed and then the two that held the knives, shooting from his horse right into their chests. Another Kiowa grabbed the lance with Dog Face’s scalp on it, but Gus shot him before he could lift it. He shot another just as the man was picking up his rifle. The last Kiowa fled into the darkness, and Gus turned his horse after him. “Finish any that ain’t finished,” he said to the other man. But that man had barely dismounted before there was a shot in the darkness. He stood by his horse listening. There was another shot, and then the sound of a horse loping back. Lorena thought it was over but Monkey John shot with his pistol at the man standing by the fire. He missed completely and the man slowly raised his own pistol, but before he could fire Gus rode back into the firelight and shot with his rifle, knocking Monkey John back into the pack.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

The bitter truth was that Gus was right. Maggie hadn’t even seemed like a whore. There was nothing hard about her—in fact, it was obvious to everyone that she was far too soft for the life she was living. She had tender expressions—more tender than any he had ever seen. He could still remember her movements—those more than her words. She could never quite get her hair to stay fixed, and was always touching it nervously with one hand. “It won’t behave,” she said, as if her hair were a child.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇