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ABC hair tonic

This is just a fun commercial I wrote to practice.

ABC Hair Tonic leave me hair soft, shiny n' purdy.

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Aku's Lament

Bowser: Yeah, so this one time Mario threw me into a pit of frickin lava! Lots of times! (Notices Aku) What's your stor?

Aku: Let me tell you my story. I used to rule over the Earth with an Iron Fist, and then a Samurai, a Samurai from the past, came to the future because I sent him there, and then he spent 50 years doinig absolutley nothing. A period in which I could have killed him 3 to 200 times over, and I sat and did nothing. And what did he do? He found a portal, and then he drove a sword directly through my head.

Bowser: Oh that's pretty rough man.

Aku: Yes... pretty... rough...

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Anime Script

You don't understand! Why do you not believe me,
when the signs of evil are all about you! Look at me... LOOK AT ME!! I am the only one
who can save you... the only one who...who KNOWS how these creatures think...who KNOWS
their weakness....

Why do you laugh as if I were a madman? Wait a second...WAIT, WAIT ... where are you
taking me?... WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME? Don't you see they are coming? Just answer me..
DO YOU NOT SEE THE SIGNS?

When the last of the day's light has disappeared from the horizon...you will see...Yes..yes,
you WILL SEE! ... And by then.. it will be too late.. No.. NO... NOOOOOO!

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Antz

Z: I think that everything must go back to the fact that I had a very anxious childhood. You know, my mother never had any time for me. You know when you're the middle child of a family of five million, you don't get any attention. I mean. How's it possible? I've always had these abandonment issues which plagued me. My father was basically a drone like I said. The guy flew away when I was just a larva and my job..don't get me started on..because it really annoys me. I was not cut out to be a worker, I'll tell you right now. But I don't have any other options. The whole system just makes me feel insignificant.
Counsellor: Excellent. You've made a real break through!
Z:: I have
Consellor: Yes Z. You are insignificant!!
Z: I am.
Counsellor: Yes!! You know, people ask me "Doctor, why are you always happy?" And I tell them it's mind over matter. I don't mind that I don't matter! Do you get it? Do you get it?

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Anya Audition

(sarcastic, exasperated) Wrinkle Lady sure says a lot of things, doesn't she?

(angry, disbelieving) HA!

(accusational) Hey, Jimmy. I wanna ask you something. What is going on between you and Melody? (J: Nothing) Yeah, right. There is something!

(reel of crying/laughing)

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Batman Versus

BANE

You will watch your great city burn, Batman; then, I will give you permission to die.

BATMAN

Not on my watch, Bane.

JOKER

We're just trying to put a little smile on your face.
Haha.

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Beauty and the Beast

Once upon a time in a far away land a young prince lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was spoiled, selfish and unkind. But then one winter’s night an old beggar woman came to the castle and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away but she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman’s ugliness melted away to reveal a beautiful enchantress. The prince tried to apologize but it was too late for she had seen that there was no love in his heart. And as punishment she transformed him into a hideous beast and placed a powerful spell on the castle and all who lived there.
Ashamed of his monstrous form, the beast concealed himself inside his castle with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose which would bloom until his 21st year. If he could learn to love another and earn her love in return, by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast!

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Berserk (1997) Griffith monologue

For some men these are the most precious, but I believe beneath them there is something even more precious than these. They are driven to pursue it, and they pursue is solely for their own sake, not other. One man's dream can hold dominion over the entire world, for one who dedicates his life to the forging of a single sword. While many can pursue their dreams in solitude, other dreams are like great storms blowing hundreds even thousands of dreams apart in their wake. Dreams breathe life into men, and can cage them in suffering. Men life and die by their dreams, but long after they've been abandoned, they still smolder deep in men's hearts. Some see nothing more than life and death. They are dead. For they have no dreams.

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Departure

Boy runs to the train station after reading a letter of goodbye left by a girl. A small climatic scene:

*Running…Trip…gets up…Continues to run*

The train arrives, doors open, girl is about to walk in.

B: Wait!!
Wait Amy. You bloomed my lotus flower too. You taught me to smile too. You showed me that there were actually good things in life, and I appreciate everything you’ve done for me, deeply.

You were…you were my light too. Don’t leave. Please! I’ll become strong. I’ll become strong so that you would never have to do anything like this every again! I’ll never run away anymore! So please…

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Ghost In The Shell soliquoy

A copy is just an identical image. There is a possiblity that a virus could destroy an entire set of systems, and copies due not give rise to variety and originality. Life perpetuates itself through diversity, and this includes the ability to sacrifice itself if necessary. Cells repeat the process of regeneration and degeneration until one day they die, obliterating an entire set of memory and information. Only genes remain. Why continually repeat this process? Simply to avoid the weaknesses of an unchanging system.

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Heros of the Imperium

In the grim darkness of the 41st millennium, there is only war and mankind teeters on the brink of extinction.

There are many enemies of the Imperium.

The Alien… The Heretic… and The Demon.

Power and Corruption has turned Battle Brother against Battle Brother.
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Who can save Mankind from annihilation?

The Space Marines… With Bolter and Chainsaw we’ll cleanse the galaxy, sector by sector.
Burn … Kill … Purge ...
LET NONE SURVIVE!
The battle lines have been drawn, and the time to make a stand is now. What side will you be on?

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Hi, University Mom!

(Witty) Hi, Mom, How were the undergraduate students today? Were they useful for once, or do you wonder why you went into work today at all?

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It looked a lot like you.

It still looked a lot like you.

Well to me at least, it seemed like a twin that could act like I could, but not like I could. And yet, it could still remember what I'd forgotten, and can perform and look a way I used to. It's hard to describe.

It seems like you're having a crisis with yourself. You know yourself best.

No, it's more like a paradox of real and fake, and natural and artificial, and so much thought it doesn't make sense.

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Obi-Wan's Final Message - Star Wars Rebels

This is Master Obi Wan Kenobi. I regret to report that both our Jedi Order and the Republic, have fallen with a dark shadow of the Empire rising to take their place. This message is a warning and a reminder for any surviving Jedi. Trust in The Force. Do not return to the Temple…that time has past. And our future is uncertain. We will each be challenged. Our trust. Our faith. Our friendships. But we must persevere. And in time, a new hope will emerge. May the Force be with you, always.

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Optimus Prime Voice Type

I am Optimus Prime, and I send this message to any surviving Autobots taking refuge among the stars: We are here... we are waiting.

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Popsi & Lucy: Fluent Frog

Popsi (Narrator): Once upon a time there was a little kid walking down the street.
Lucy: My name is Lucy.
Popsi (Narrator): She came upon a frog in the middle of the sidewalk.
Frog: Ribbit.
Lucy: Hello little frog!
Frog: Ribbit ribbit.
Lucy: (gasp) You are?
Frog: Ribbit (croak croak ) ribbit (croak).
Lucy: (chuckling) Oh, that’s interesting!
Frog: (continuing) Ribbit ribbit ribbit ribbit!
Lucy: (pondering) Hmm… I guess it’s all in how you look at it…
Frog: (croak) Ribbit, ribbit!
Popsi (Narrator): This little kid had a very special talent: she could speak fluent frog.
Lucy: Well, it was very nice talking with you, little frog! I hope everything works out okay for you today. You have a good one, okay?
Frog: (croak)
Popsi (Narrator): What the two of them were talking about – I guess we’ll never know…

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Ratatouille (2007)

In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgment. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read. But the bitter truth we critics must face, is that in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defense of the new. The world is often unkind to new talent, new creations. The new needs friends.

Last night, I experienced something new, an extra-ordinary meal from a singularly unexpected source. To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptions about fine cooking is a gross understatement. They have rocked me to my core. In the past, I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau's famous motto: 'Anyone can cook.' But I realize, only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from anywhere. It is difficult to imagine more humble origins than those of the genius now cooking at Gusteau's, who is, in this critic's opinion, nothing less than the finest chef in France. I will be returning to Gusteau's soon, hungry for more.

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Reborn - Bad Teacher

This is just hypothetically speaking, but, let’s just say there’s a sole student that scores in the twenty point range and painfully lowers the class average…According to me, who’s gone through an elite course, that kind of person will just be baggage and a burden on the education-conscious society. Now, is there a reason for that kind of trash to live?

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Script submitted by bonemaster2

Todd, you might think all these awards mean something to somebody, but to me they are no more important then this cup of coffee I'm sipping from. [sip]

Let me tell you something, not that you're going to like it. If I strip away all the meaning behind your coffee and these awards, they are just things. If they are ever to receive a value again, it won't be because there were once someone's possesion or accolade. Their value will be determined by the one value everyone understands, and that's cash.

[Sip]

Also, you need to understand we too much pride in too many things just to feel happy. Since this awards are not preparing you for the struggles ahead.

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Silent Dragon

We have been watching you, Renjiro. Always you try to convince yourself that you act for the greater good. To free your beloved nation from its usurpers. Yet deep in your soul, you know you serve a monster. One you helped create.
That time is now ending. The Yakuza clans will soon be no more. But you, Renjiro – you could be invaluable to us. Imagine how many lives could be saved, how much bloodshed spared, by the knowledge you wield!
Join us, and we will offer you safe haven.
Serve Hideaki…….and fall

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Slowpoke Rodriguez

Slowpoke Rodriguez
Cat 1: Maybe Jose, instead we try to catch the Speedy Gonzalez, we should’m catch Slowpoke Rodriguez, the slowest mouse in all Mexico.

Cat 2: Slowpoke Rodriguez, he’s for me!

Cat 1: Wait Jose! Jose, I got to tol you something!

Cat 2: Aha! Senor Slowpoke, you will be good with the chili pepers!

Cat 1: Ey Jose, it’s something I forgot to tol ... That’s what I wanted to tol you.. Slowpoke Rodriguez, he pack a gon.

Cat 2: Now he tols me!

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Smaug Script

Well, thief! I smell you, I hear your breath, I feel your air. Where are you?

Where are you?

Come now, don't be shy... step into the light.

There is something about you. Something you carry, something made of gold... but far more PRECIOUS...

There you are, Thief in the Shadows!

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Speed Racer, Trixie, and RacerX

Trixie: Speed, speed, over here!
Speed Racer: Trixie!
Trixie: Oh Thank Goodness Speed. What's with the mask?
Speed Racer: I, I, don't know, but he's on our side!
Racer X: Trixie, where's Ruper's weapon?
Trixie: I think it's in the back in the courtyard..but that place is crawling with guards.
RacerX: Hmm, we might have to think of a backup plan. We might have to evauate.
Speed Racer: We won't have to if I had the Mach 5.
RacerX: No, it's too risky.
Speed Racer: Aagh, I just have to think of a way to destroy that thing. racer X, you free Trixie!I'll go in
the back to see how the Mach 5's doing.
RacerX: Speed, no!

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Star Trek

Space, the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship, Enterprise. It’s five year mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no one has gone before!

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The Beauty and the Beast

Once upon a time in a far away land a young prince lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was spoiled, selfish and unkind. But then one winter’s night an old beggar woman came to the castle and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away but she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman’s ugliness melted away to reveal a beautiful enchantress. The prince tried to apologize but it was too late for she had seen that there was no love in his heart. And as punishment she transformed him into a hideous beast and placed a powerful spell on the castle and all who lived there.
As a shield of his monstrous form, the beast concealed himself inside his castle with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose which would bloom until his 21st year. If he could learn to love another and earn her love in return, by the time the last petal fell then the spell would be broken. If not he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years passed he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast.

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The Darkness Comes - Prequel

Notes: "The Darkness Comes" is one of my favorite scripts in the library. But I started thinking... what had just happened before the protagonist in the story was thrown into the dungeon, or hole, or wherever he has been left? Without writing a lengthy introduction, I thought I'd hint at that, with a prequel that is written to perfectly merge with the ORIGINAL "The Darkness Comes" script - Enjoy!

- Muddyshoes

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You don't understand! Why do you not believe me, when the signs of evil are all about you! Look at me... LOOK AT ME!! I am the only one who can save you... the only one who...who KNOWS how these creatures think...who KNOWS their weakness....

Why do you laugh as if I were a madman? Wait a second...WAIT, WAIT ... where are you taking me?... WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME? Don't you see they are coming? Just answer me.. DO YOU NOT SEE THE SIGNS?

When the last of the day's light has disappeared from the horizon...you will see...Yes..yes, you WILL SEE! ... And by then.. it will be too late.. No.. NO... NOOOOOO!

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The Little Match Girl

THE LITTLE MATCH-GIRL

Once upon a time… a little girl tried to make a living by selling matches in the street.
It was New Year's Eve and the snowy streets were deserted. From brightly lit windows came the sound of laughter and singing. People were getting ready to bring in the New Year. But the poor little match-seller, in her ragged dress and worn shawl sat beside a fountain shivering from the cold. She hadn't sold one box of matches all day. The little girl's fingers were stiff. If only she could light a match! Her hands shaking, she took out a match and lit it. What a nice warm flame! The little match-seller cupped her hand over it, and as she did so, she magically saw in its light a brightly burning stove.
She held out her hands to the heat, but just then the match went out and the vision faded. The night seemed blacker than before and it was getting colder.
She struck another match on the wall, and this time, the glimmer turned the wall into a great sheet of crystal. Beyond that stood a fine table laden with food. The little match-girl held out her arms towards the plates, but then the match went out and the magic faded. Poor thing! In just a few seconds she had caught a glimpse of everything that life had denied her: warmth and good things to eat. Her eyes filled with tears.
She lit a third match and an even more wonderful thing happened. There stood a Christmas tree hung with hundreds of candles, glittering with tinsel and colored balls. "Oh, how lovely!" exclaimed the little match-girl, holding up the match. Then, the match burned her finger and flickered out. The beautiful Christmas tree faded into darkness.
Scarcely aware of what she was doing, the little match-girl lit yet another match. This time, she saw her grandmother.
"Granny, stay with me!" she pleaded, as she lit one match after the other, so that her grandmother could not disappear like all the other visions. Granny did not vanish, but gazed smilingly at her. Then she opened her arms and the little girl hugged her crying: "Granny, take me away with you!"
A cold day dawned and a pale sun shone on the fountain and the icy road. Close by lay the lifeless body of a little girl surrounded by burnt-out matches.
But the smile on her face was a sign that the little match-girl was far away, in a place where there is neither cold, hunger, nor pain.

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The Lover's chance

And even though my heart has been subscribed to another as if a cheap magazine of a New Yorker's stand, I stand by you. My stance, firmly laid upon the thick grass near you. A heart of silver, you have- we shan't afford gold. Caramel candies look upon your eyes for inspiration to a being. Although odds seems to be against us, I know a way out. Death. Death, our frozen landscape to escape the treachery, the hardship, the benevolent forces that have miraculously accumulated before us as a foe. Allow my breath of ice to drag you down to the depths of hell and back... with me.. for eternity.

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The Truth About Fairies

Do you believe in fairies? They are not as friendly as once thought. First they bite. It feels like a little pick; a sting on the skin. When it begins to glow, that is what you have to be careful of. Then you're in for quite a rush, my dear boy. You see, their glittery skin, their sprinkling wings, and glowing smiles - it's all just a trick; and they love to play tricks, especially on the ones that are fond of them. You think we are evil, we are devilish, these little girls (if you choose to call them that) are much more darker than we.

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Transformers-Optimus Prime

With the Allspark gone,we cannot return life to our planet.And fate has yielded it’s reward,a new world to call home.We live among its people now,hiding in plain site but watching over them in secret... waiting...protecting.

I have witnessed their capacity for courage,and though we are worlds apart,like us there’s more to them than meets the eye.I am Optimus Prime,and I send this message to any surviving autobots taking refuge among the stars:We are here.We are waiting.

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War of the Worlds Motion Picture Prologue and Epilogue

Prologue
No one would have believed in the early years of the 21st century.
that our world was being watched by intelligences greater than our own;
that as men busied themselves about their various concerns,
*they* observed and studied
the way a man with a microscope might scrutinize the creatures that swarm and multiply. in a drop of water.
With infinite complacency,men went to and fro about the globe,
confident of our empire over this world.
Yet across the gulf of space,
intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic
regarded our planet with envious eyes
and slowly, and surely, drew their plans against us.

Epilogue
From the moment the invaders arrived, breathed our air, ate and drank, they were doomed.
They were undone, destroyed, after all of man's weapons and devices had failed,
by the tiniest creatures that God in his wisdom put upon this earth
By the toll of a billion deaths, man had earned his immunity,
his right to survive among this planet's infinite organisms.
And that right is ours against all challenges.
For neither do men live nor die in vain.

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X-Men Animated Series - "The Final Decision"

Senator Kelly: Why did you bring me here? What do you want?

Magneto: Your life. You see, Senator Kelly, like you I believe that mutants and normal humans cannot live together in peace. The war for survival must begin now, while we mutants are strong, and you are still divided. Your assassination would have ignited that war. I flew to Washington to witness the beginning of a new age. But, the X-Men saved you. It is up to me to finish what others have started.

(sound of throbbing energy)

Kelly: No, please! I've got a family! Children!

Magneto: Be quiet! When I was a boy, I saw men executed. Women and children, each night I swore to myself, never again. But, we must prevail. Goodbye, Senator. Mutant liberation begins.

(crashing sound)

Kelly: Sentinels!

Magneto: Fools! Do you think robots can resist the master of magnetism?

(energy sounds)

Sentinel (robot voice): This series of sentinels is made of plastics, not metals. Your magnetic powers are useless against us.

(large energy blast, Magneto hits wall and grunts)

Magneto: This entire ship is my weapon!
(energy sounds, metal bending and crunching, followed by an explosion)

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Young Children's Animated Character

I already told you Christopher, there’s no such thing as a problem - everything is a solutions waiting to be invented.

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Hi, Mom. How was work today? Were the students useful for once or did you wonder why you went to work today at all?

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