[настоящий дунадан с батареей]

*читаю скрипт «шпионов»* ааа, пичально всё с самого начала.

ну вот, например:

CONTROL and SMILEY stand on the street. They stare at each
other for a moment. This is goodbye. They shake hands.
Perhaps there’s a little reserve in Control’s manner, a
lack of warmth. From the expression on Smiley’s face we see
that he is pained by this.

апд. ололоооооо)))
Guillam sits alone at the table reading a newspaper. After
a moment, a man, his lover - RICHARD - a decade or so
older - walks behind him, stroking his hair tenderly, and
joins him at the table. Guillam automatically checks the
window - the flat opposite, a lit window - could someone
see them? He gets up and closes the curtains, settles back
at the table, passing Richard a section of the paper. The
two sit in domestic contentment, reading.
ок, Ричард)))) перестаём называть его лысеющим учителем)))

апд. ещё
PETER GUILLAM
You don’t look pleased to see me, Bill?
BILL HAYDON
Why would I be? You bloody pariah.
Then Bill grins, the grin transforming his face. Guillam smiles back, relief mixing with real warmth.

апд. ооооо
INT. CONTROL’S FLAT - DAY
The flat is now empty, cleared of Control’s possessions.
Smiley looks around, places a CHESS PIECE on the piano. We see the piece bears the name HAYDON.
SMILEY
(Quietly)
“Tailor.”
He walks away.

@темы: два самых дебильных английских имени