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Poltergeist Script Breakdown
Poltergeist Script Breakdown
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Analyze the script regarding exteriors
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characters , props , Sets , Day /night wardrobe
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Poltergeist
Story by
Steven Speilberg
screenplay by
Steven Speilberg
1st Draft
AMBLIN ENTERTAINMENT
Anne. She could be sleepwalking. Her eyes are riveted and her
breathing quickens. The STATIC BOOMS now and Carol Anne stops
at the TV set in front of her sleeping dad. She stares into
the white snow, trying to see beyond the color dots. Carol
Anne opens her mouth until we are certain she is going to
SCREAM. Then
CAROL ANNE
Hello! Hell-ooo! What do you want!
Hello! Who are you! Hell-ooooo!
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6 INT. MASTER BEDROOM - NIGHT 6
Diane starts and sits up quickly.
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8 INT. CHILDREN’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 8
Robbie looks over to see Carol Anne’s bed empty.
CAROL ANNE
What do you look like! Hello! Can I
see you?
3.
DANA
Jesus H. Christ!
SHAW
What’d I miss!?
STEVEN
Haden fumbled!
ARNIE
Sacked!!
SAM
Oakland’s bringing out Bahr.
SHAW
Three more! Jesus! I was ahead on
points, now I’m pushing.
4.
STEVEN 1118)
Shhhhhhhh!!
DIANE
Oh Tweety, couldn’t you wait for a
school day?
STEVEN
Look at that fuckin’ Dennard run.
SHAW
Lester Hayes. Fuckin’ Hayes is
there!! He’s there! He’s...
STEVEN
(yelling at the wall)
Tuthill--! You asshole!
ARNIE
Turn it back! Christ!
STEVEN
Sorry guys. When my neighbor uses
his remote... he’s on my same
frequency.
1118)
From the other side of the wall comes a muffled ROAR.. The
voice of BEN TUTHILL.
TUTHILL (O.S.)
Don’t start, Freeling!
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16 EXT. SLIDING DOOR/FREELING HOUSE - DAY 418 16
Steve opens the sliding glass door and yells over the fence.
Tuthill, a robust man in a tank top and sunglasses, yells out
his window, the remote control brandished in Steve’s
direction.
STEVEN
We got a game going on over here!
TUTHILL
The kids wanna watch Mr. Rodgers!
STEVEN
I don’t care what you’re watching,
as long as you show a little mercy
with that thing!
TUTHILL
(closing his window hard)
Move your set!
STEVEN
Move yours!
KA-BOOM! The room vibrates and Robbie takes his eyes off the
window for just a moment, looking at the open bedroom door
and the light down the hall from his parent’s room. He could
be out of bed and there in six seconds if he hurried.
The tree pulls Robbie right out the window and into an eighty-
mile-per-hour night. The ROAR of wind is almost unbearable...
drowning Robbie’s SCREAMS and those of his parents and Dana
who suddenly appears in the doorway.