英语电影剧本时间机器The Time Machine

dark, paneled office.
PRIM WOMAN
He's outside.
Alexander and Philby move through the office and out to a
and tilt their heads to try and read the endless equation,
copying furiously into notebooks.
The hand continues to zoom along the blackboard... and then
another dimension beyond the first
three? I theorize we begin to find
duration -- the object's place in
time. Let's note that as "D"
It's not supposed to be easy, it's
supposed to be beautiful... All of
you think about that tonight and
we'll press on tomorrow. Good
ALEXANDER
-- there, that looks more like
it...
He continues to scribble at lightning speed. Then...
He begins humming to himself.
Amazingly, when the writer reaches the end of the blackboard
he does not lift the chalk and return to the left side to
begin a new line -- instead he simply loops around and
The familiar sound of chalk writing on a blackboard.
Fade up to see...
A hand zooming across a blackboard at incredible speed,
forming an endless algebraic equation.
equations.
PHILBY
Tonight's the night?
ALEXANDER
(checking pocket watch)
God, and I'm running late --
easier if you applied a Fibonacci
sequence to the differential
coefficient?
ALEXANDER
(smiles)
The students watch, amused. Philby smiles.
Alexander finally stops humming and writing. Steps back and
looks at the equation. Then he turns to his students.
parchment. Somehow ominous.
INT. COLUMBIA - HALLWAY - DAY
Alexander walks with Philby:
ALEXANDER
... The point is I know it will
continues writing, right to left, upside down.
The college students in his class -- all male and dressed in
late Victorian clothes -- smile at this familiar peculiarity
He is DAVID PHILBY, Alexander's closest friend, a bit older.
ALEXANDER
... If we accept the theoretical
possibility of duration as a fourth
his students, standing at the blackboard. He is gazing out a
window, looking at a bird on a tree branch. He smiles.
The students glance to one another.
February 22, 2000
INT. COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY - LECTURE HALL - DAY
Darkness. Then a sound...
Click-clack, click-clack, click-clack...
The students are hopelessly lost. They finally stop copying
and just watch Alexander work, admiring his brilliant
innovation.
Meanwhile, a man watches from the back of the lecture hall.
formulate the area and of course we
arrive at solid mass. But imagine
if we continue the equation as I've
done -- can't we begin to recognize
ALEXANDER
Does this make any sense to you?
The students are confused. One offers:
STUDENT
Sir, if I may, wouldn't it be
Alexander and Philby exchange a look. Gulp. They follow the
prim woman.
INT. COLUMBIA - DEAN FULTON'S OFFICE - DAY
They follow the prim woman, Dean Fulton's secretary, into his
slows... and then stops... the students wait... the hand taps
the chalk on the blackboard for a moment and we finally
seGEN, a handsome young man not much older than
dimension we find that our equation
might -- no, that's not right --
He erases some numbers quickly with his hand, sending up a
cloud of chalk dust, he coughs.
Alexander remembers himself and turns back to the blackboard,
his hand again flying as:
ALEXANDER
So -- length, width, breadth --
A PRIM WOMAN appears before them:
PRIM WOMAN
Dr. Hartdegen, Dr. Philby... Dean
Fulton would like to see you.
THE TIME MACHINE
by
John Logan
Philby, leaving the classroom talking with him. We are in
the upper balcony of the classroom. A solitary figure looks
down, watching them.
This new figure is a thin man with pale skin, dry like
work once the, um, numbers and such
are in order.
PHILBY
Do you know you were humming?
ALEXANDER
afternoon.
The students begin to rise, class over. They leave the
classroom talking eagerly about Alexander's theories,
inspired.
A sudden new angle: from above we see Alexander going to
here...
Alexander reaches the left side of the blackboard and loops
around again in an unbroken line to continue the equation
from left to right again.
I was not.
PHILBY
Somewhere around "D+2xy something
something."
ALEXANDER
Damned if I can keep her out of my