Plot
A psychological drama centered around world-famous turn-of-the-century photographer, Eadweard Muybridge who photographed nude and deformed subjects, became the godfather of cinema, murdered his wife's lover, and was the last American to receive the justifiable homicide verdict.
The Murder. The Manhunt. The Events That Stunned A Nation.
President Abraham Lincoln: Goodbye Crook!::Crook: You mean goodnight sir?
John Wilkes Booth: What we are talking about is property, slaves are property, valuable, well taken care of. Uhh, gentlemen treats his slaves the way he would his finest tools, with care and concern. It's in his own best interest to do so. Now this... dictator, declares they are free. What happens now? What *happens* to these free men? Free to what? Free to go where? What what what are they trained for? It's insanity. I mean does this man truly believe that he can obliterate a way of life that is centuries old?::John Surratt: Preaching to the converted John.::Man at Surratt House: Pretty speech... but I don't see you do doin' much about it.::John Wilkes Booth: I'm beg you pardon?::Man at Surratt House: Fancy actor, pretty boy like you, oh you talk tough. But all you do is put paint on your face and play make-believe, while real men are fightin' and dyin' for *your* country.
Plot
Comedy drama set in wartime Britain showing what can happen when British RAF men and soldiers from the American Air Force are forced to share barracks.
Keywords: battle-of-britain, bomber-pilot, fighter-pilot, luftwaffe, royal-air-force
Group Captain Barker: You don't mind if I call you Joe::Hewitt: Not in the least, but my name's Jack::Group Captain Barker: Ah! Even Better! My name's Cyril
Group Captain Barker: Look Jack, I'm sorry we seem to have got off on rather the wrong foot, but I'd like you to know that I'm only trying to help.::Hewitt: Trying to help? We called for help 30 minutes ago, but your Limey sons of bitches didn't show!::Group Captain Barker: We called for your help 2 years ago, and you've only just arrived!
Lady Billingham: Charles, I'll make one last appeal to your better nature! We don't have to go through with this rediculos party. There's still time to cancel the Americans, and just let the nice people come! We could say there's illness in the house - some of the staff have come down with something those type of people go down with.::Daphne: Oh no - I'm looking forward to this evening!::Lady Billingham: I don't particularly care, Daphne!::Charlie: Mother, What's the point of holding an independence Day party without some Americans? Look, the Americans are sharing our base with us. I thought the least I could do was to offer them some English hospitality::Lady Billingham: I feel exactly the same, darling, but not here! Well, at least cancel your squadron!::Charlie: Too late, mother - I've invited everyone now!::Lady Billingham: You seem to be forgetting I have maids working here - young, country girls, who are at an impressionable age. I can't expose them to American airmen!::Daphne: Mother, they're no different from their British counterparts.::Lady Billingham: Is that supposed to make me feel better? [Spots Butler standing nearby] Do you have any experience with Americans, Butler?::Butler: Very Little, Madam. During the First World War, my sister Violet made the aquaintance of a young Americam airman named Hank. I met him on several occasions. He left me with a lasting impression, and Violet with twins.::Lady Billingham: There, you see - what did I tell you?::Daphne: Nobody's going to get pregnant, Beatrice!::Charlie: Don't put it past me, old girl - a couple of medium sherrys, and I'm a tiger!::Lady Billingham: Your cousin Rosemary will be here!::Charlie: Yes, well, I'm sure we won't have a repitition of last time.::Daphne: Of course not! Anyway, Archie bunting won't even be here - he's still in hospital!::Charlie: Well, actually, he was discharged this morning. [Butler exits via the door in the background] Oh look, mother, why do you always look on the black side? I guarantee it will be a very quite, and very civilised gathering. [a housemaid enters]::Housemaid: Begging your pardon, M'lady. That was Col Hewitt, phoning from the American airbase. He said the band's on it's way.::Lady Billingham: Dear god!
Tully: There is a war on, Bunting!::Archie Bunting: Oh, Is that what it is! I wondered why the Luftwaffe were shooting down my planes and bombing the shite out of the country!
Archie Bunting: About the American Squadron. Yes, well, I have made contact. Over.::Hewitt: Thank god!::Group Captain Barker: Any damage, Archie?::Archie Bunting: Ah, well, one of them has a few tiny little holes in it - pinpricks really. Over.::Hewitt: What about the Luftwaffe?::Group Captain Barker: [Twitches] Have you made any contact with the enemy, Archie?::Archie Bunting: Well, actually, I think that was a bit of a false alarm. Erm, there are no enemy aircraft in the area. Over.::Hewitt: What does he mean, no enemy aircraft - one of my planes just got turned into a tea strainer!::Group Captain Barker: Sorry, Archie, we don't quite understand you, old boy. The American captain reported being under attack. Over.::Archie Bunting: Ah, yes, it wasn't an enemy aircraft. It was, sort of, in a manner of speaking, me. Over.::Hewitt: [Shocked] He shot my plane?::Group Captain Barker: Archie, why don't you come in now. Sort of land. perhaps we could have a little chat.
Webster: Hey, little friend, this is your big buddy, we owe you a big one. Over::Archie Bunting: Honestly, it was nothing!
Narrator: Friendly fire - that's what it's called nowadays. One wonders who could have invented such a ludicrously cosmetic term for such lethal mistakes. In the Britain of 1942, these episodes were offically known in military circles as balls ups, and sadly they happened all to often. And not just to the British. These incidents afflicted both of the opposing forces - and the Germans too, I shouldn't wonder!
Group Captain Barker: [Barker and Hewitt are walking across the field towards the B-17s] There you are, jack - all safe and sound.::Hewitt: No damm thanks to the RAF!::Group Captain Barker: Bear with me, old boy, it was an honest mistake, Jack - these things happen. I wouldn't say anything about it if I were you.::Hewitt: Don't say anything! One of your fighters almost destroys an American bomber and it's entire crew, and you expect me to keep quite about it?::Group Captain Barker: Just till we get clearance from HQ. You see, in a funny old sort of way, we have to consider morale!
Hewitt: In the last two hours of my life, I have seen my brand new airbase destroyed by German Luftwaffes [Barker twitches] and then, as an encore, my squadron's been attacked by the British!
Hewitt: The moment he lands, I want that screwball - what's his name?::Group Captain Barker: Bunting.::Hewitt: I want to see Squadron Leader Bunting in my office!::Group Captain Barker: Of course. Would you prefer to use my office?::Hewitt: Why?::Group Captain Barker: Well, in a funny old sort of a way, you haven't got an office!
A happy holiday musical
Crime and deception in a multicultural society
Plot
A peace-loving man named Ben Kane takes a job as deputy marshal of Lords, in the old West. Kane is no lawman, but he accepts the badge because he has an old score to settle with the town's chief trouble-maker. Once on the job, Kane must also deal with a young sharpshooter named Billy Young and a sharp and sassy saloon dancer, Lily.
Keywords: bar-shootout, based-on-novel, character-name-in-title, dance-hall, dancehall-girl, father-son-relationship, fistfight, gun-battle, gunfight, gunfighter
Billy better learn fast...or die young!
John Behan: How would you boys like to pick up a little extra spending money?::Jesse Boone: I figure as long as it ain't legal.
Plot
Jean and Bill are a struggling married couple with Bill trying to scrape a living as a writer. Out of the blue they receive a telegram informing them that Bill's long-lost uncle has died and left them his business - a cinema in the town of Sloughborough. They pack their bags and travel to Sloughborough expecting to sell the cinema to gain a huge inheritance, however, they discover the cinema is falling apart and is run by a comically incompetant staff who seem to have worked there forever. They set out with a plan to sell it but things don't quite go to plan.
Keywords: abandoned-theater, alcoholic, arson, cinema, film-break, heritage, movie-theater, nostalgia, novelist, pregnancy
Hardcastle: A nice young couple like yourself, you've no business in this business. If you'd seen your great uncle what it did for him in the end! That old battle-ax Mrs. Fazackalee! I remember when she was a wee slip of a thing, pretty as a picture - a "B" picture, mind yuh! [laughs]
Jean: [Reacting to seeing the inside of the theater and its employees for the first time] Flea pit? More like "The Snake Pit!"
Bell may refer to:
Kristen Anne Bell (born July 18, 1980) is an American actress. In 2001, she made her Broadway debut as Becky Thatcher in The Adventures of Tom Sawyer. After moving to Los Angeles, Bell landed various television guest appearances and small film parts before appearing in a lead role in the David Mamet film Spartan. Her first film role was an uncredited appearance in Polish Wedding. She gained fame and critical praise as the title role on the acclaimed television series Veronica Mars from September 2004 to May 2007.
During her time on Veronica Mars, Bell appeared as Mary Lane in the film Reefer Madness: The Movie Musical, a reprise of the role she had played in the New York theatrical production of the eponymous musical upon which the film was based. She also portrayed the lead role in Pulse, a remake of a J-Horror film. In 2007, she joined the cast of Heroes, playing the character Elle Bishop, and Gossip Girl as the off-screen titular narrator. In 2008, she played Sarah Marshall in the comedy film Forgetting Sarah Marshall. She has since appeared in a number of comedy films, such as Fanboys, Couples Retreat, and When in Rome. Bell was also the voice of Cora in Astro Boy and is the voice and face of Lucy Stillman in the Assassin's Creed video game series. Bell has received a Satellite Award and Saturn Award, and has been nominated several times for Television Critics Association Awards and Teen Choice Awards.[citation needed]
Lark Voorhies (born March 25, 1974) is an American actress who rose to fame playing Lisa Turtle in Saved by the Bell, for which she was nominated for the Young Artist Award four times, winning in 1990 and 1993. She also portrayed the role as a regular on Good Morning, Miss Bliss.
Voorhies made her acting debut at the age of two. She postponed her acting career until the age of 11. The reason for this was her shyness. Her mother put Voorhies' acting career on hold until she was more comfortable in front of the cameras. Later, at the age of fourteen, Voorhies reappeared on an episode of Small Wonder in 1988. That same year, she landed the recurring role of Lisa Turtle in Good Morning, Miss Bliss and appeared in thirteen episodes from 1988 to 1989. She remained as the same character, as did Zack, Screech, and Mr. Belding, after Disney dropped the series and it was picked-up and re-tooled by NBC and renamed Saved by the Bell. The characters Miss Bliss, Mylo, Mikey, and Nicky were dropped. During its first season on NBC 1989-1990, the characters Kelly Kapowski, A.C. Slater, and Jessie Spano were added. The setting was also changed from John F. Kennedy Junior High in Indianapolis to Bayside High School in Los Angeles.
the birmingham sun it burned me through i thought of you and with every step i've made mistakes you've seen me though you've seen me true all these towns are lonesome all their streets the same every rain's a downpour i'm nearly washed away as i wait this mornings news it seemed untrue but it's safe with you and with every step i've made mistakes you've seen me through you've seen me true all these towns are lonesome all these streets are same every rain's a downpour when i've nearly washed away you've kept me sane
All the meaninglessness means so much.
Show me how to travel like light white light stuff.
I see, all around me, in the newspaper I read, in the serif and sans-serif fonts on my screen, people all busy themselves idling. Yeah.
Leave, leave your small room, leave everything you like, make tracks like Spirographs in the night, ride out to a new island and then scream. Yeah.
And Love, love can vanish in unique New York, where no-one knows you're sleeping poorly, everybody over-worked, yeah we're all exhausted, underslept, delirious together. Bay-beh!
All the meaninglessness means so much.
Just show me how to travel like light white light stuff.
All the meaninglessness means so much.
All this meaning, all this meaning: meaningless, meaninglesslessness.
All the meaninglessness means so much.
Just show me how to travel like light white light stuff.
The alarm goes off, it's the radio...
Oh the markets, oh the hurricane.
The alarm goes off, it's Soterios Johnson!
All the money's fake, all the banks are lost, wake up, wake up, wake up!
All the meaninglessness means so much,
Show me how to travel like light white light stuff.
Like light white light stuff like light white light stuff like light white light stuff like light stuff like light white light stuff like light white light stuff that light white light
The alarm goes off, it's the radio...
Lights are bright, I'm up and I'm gone.
The alarms go off, it's Soterios Johnson!
Once again the rubber prize
Her breathing hand never makes that sound
For all i know it's in the stairs and it's all around
A grinding insect sound
Her bell voice did let ring
I look up and lose sense of things
I took a look way outside
An hour less though and then it's mine
A borrowed dime she scrimped and saved
My doubt grew strong but she bought some time
I came down in Tennessee
I took a look she's undone me
Made it stain high and alive
I can't wait though it's fine
It's fine now
He's done
He's almost there
He's not allowed
Don't ring that bell
Don't sound that alarm
It's way too late
She already gone
She broke my heart
And there ain't no doubt
There ain't nobody
Puttin this fire out
Don't break that glass
Don't run that line
I'm rainin rain
On timeless time
She's gone forever
It's what it's all about
There ain't nobody
Puttin this fire out
You run around
You yell and scream
But it's lipstick, lies
And gasoline
Don't ring that bell
Don't sound that alarm
My world's crashed
Right through the floor
Everything i had
Well it just went south
And there ain't nobody
Puttin this fire out
There ain't nobody
There ain't nobody
There ain't nobody
There ain't nobody