Animus

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[ BIG-BAND MUSIC PLAYS ]

[ BIRDS CHIRPING ]

[ DOG BARKING ]

[ LIGHT BUZZING ]

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[ FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING ]

[ GLASS SHATTERS ]

[ WOMAN SCREAMS ]

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[ GUN FIRES ]

[ GUN FIRING, MAN MOANING ]

[ PANTING ]

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[ CRYING ]

[ MAN GROWLING ]

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[ UP-TEMPO ROCK MUSIC PLAYS ]

I WAS LO-O-ST

[ SNORING ]

BETWEEN THE MOON

AND THE SEA:

I WAS TOSSED:

[ BOOK SLAMS ]

AS I HAVE SAID MANY TIMES

THIS SEMESTER, THIS CLASS

TEACHES NONFICTION CINEMA,

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.

IF YOU WANT TO MAKE A FILM ABOU THE LATEST CELEBRITY, BROADCAS JOURNALISM IS DOWN THE HALL.

TV "JOURNALISM" IS FLUFF, MIND

MEAT LOAF FOR FAT WOMEN.

[ LAUGHS ]

NONFICTION CINEMA SHOULD MAKE

THE VIEWER A PARTICIPANT, AN

ACCOMPLICE, A VOYEUR.

KEEP IN MIND WHILE YOU'RE OU THERE, CINEMATIC FORM AND ETHICS

ALWAYS COME FIRST.

AND BE AWARE THAT YOU ARE

DOCUMENTING REALITY WITH YOUR

CAMERA.

BUT THAT CAMERA DOES NOT CREATE

SOME MAGICAL, PROTECTIVE BUBBLE

AROUND YOU.

LIFE CAN ALWAYS REACH OUT AND

TOUCH YOU, WHICH BRINGS ME TO MY

LAST POINT OF THE DAY -- YOUR

FINAL PROJECT OF THE SEMESTER,

A 30-MINUTE NONFICTION FILM.

A STATEMENT OF INTENT, CITING A LEAST THREE REAL REFERENCES --

NOT FROM THE WEB, BUT FROM THE

LIBRARY -- WILL BE DUE IN MY

OFFICE BY THE CLOSE OF BUSINESS

TONIGHT.

FOR THOSE OF YOU NOT FAMILIAR

WITH THE LIBRARY, IT'S THE BIG,

WHITE BUILDING IN THE MIDDLE OF

CAMPUS.

YOU CAN'T MISS IT.

IF YOU HAVE ANY PROBLEMS, YOU

CAN ALWAYS REFER BACK TO YOUR

COURSE NOTES OR YOUR SHOOTING

GUIDE.

CHOOSE WISELY, SHOOT SAFELY, AND

BRING BACK SOME GOOD STUFF!

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[ CELLPHONE RINGING ]

HELLO?

ANGEL? HEY.

WHAT WAS THE --

What?

[ CHUCKLES ]

WHERE ARE YOU?

ON MY WAY TO THE DAMN TRAIN.

NO, THE PARTY GOT BUSTED.

JUST COPS AND DRUNK FRESHMEN

RUNNING AROUND EVERYWHERE.

HEY, NO, WHAT WAS THE NAME OF

THAT, UM, THE HOSPITAL, THE ONE

YOU'RE ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT?

THE COPPER QUEEN COMMUNITY?

COPPER -- HOLD ON.

COPPER QUEEN.

TELL ME YOU DIDN'T CALL ME ON

A FRIDAY NIGHT JUST FOR THAT.

[ CHUCKLES ]

ARE YOU GONNA HIT FOURTH AVENUE

TONIGHT?

NO, I'VE HAD ENOUGH

EXCITEMENT FOR ONE NIGHT.

SO, IS THIS FOR

"MR. McNUTT-BUSTER'S" CLASS?

UH, YEAH, FINAL PROJECT.

YOU LIVE WITH ME FOR TWO

YEARS, AND YOU FINALLY TAKE MY

ADVICE.

I'M THINKING ABOUT IT.

EAT ME.

You know what?

LET ME GET OUT OF HERE SO I

DON'T BECOME A STATISTIC.

SEE YOU AT HOME.

ALL RIGHT, BYE.

ACCORDING TO WEBSTER'S, A GHOS IS DEFINED AS A DISEMBODIED

SOUL...

ESPECIALLY THE SOUL OF A

DECEASED PERSON BELIEVED TO BE

AN INHABITANT OF THE UNSEEN

WORLD, OR TO APPEAR TO THE

LIVING IN BODILY LIKENESS,

OFTEN AS A RESULT OF SOME

TRAGEDY OR TRAUMA.

DO THEY EXIST?

ULTIMATELY, AS A DOCUMENTARIAN,

MY GOAL IS TO PRESENT THE

INFORMATION...

AND POSSIBLY...

SHED LIGHT ON THE TRUTH.

[ TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS

IN DISTANCE ]

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[ CELLPHONE RINGING ]

[ MUTTERS ]

I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU.

COME ON, BABY.

WHY DON'T YOU WANT TO TALK TO

ME?

BECAUSE I'M DONE, BRAD.

NO, NO.

YOU'RE JUST SAYING THAT.

WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO --

NO, YOU CAN DO WHATEVER THE

HELL YOU WANT --

OH, COME ON, BABY.

I'M HURTING OVER HERE!

WELL, YOU CAN GO CRY ON THA WHORE'S SHOULDER, FOR ALL I --

I TOLD YOU ALREADY.

SHE MEANT NOTHING.

I WAS WASTED.

OH, YOU WERE DRUNK?

OH, SO, I'M IN THE WRONG FOR

BEING MAD?

WELL, YEAH.

YOU KNOW WHAT?

F*** YOU!

STOP CALLING ME!

HEY!

DON'T F***ING HANG UP ON ME.

SON OF A...

ANGEL?

I'M IN HERE.

[ CHUCKLES ]

CAPTAIN JACKASS IS BEING A

LITTLE POSSESSIVE, DON'T YOU

THINK?

F***ING NIGHTMARE, NOT THA YOUR CURRENT BOYFRIEND WOULD WIN

ANY PRIZES.

DANIEL IS HARMLESS.

BUT I'M SERIOUS, MAYA.

IF HE PUTS ONE MORE BRUISE ON

YOU, I'LL CLAMP HIS F***ING SAC.

BRUISE WASN'T EVEN THE HALF

OF IT.

IT'S JUST...

YEAH, IT DOESN'T MATTER.

I TOLD HIM OFF EARLIER.

IT'S OVER.

[ CELLPHONE RINGS ]

[ SIGHS ]

LOOKS LIKE HE GOT THE MESSAGE.

HOLD ON.

A GOVERNMENT BILL TO CRACK

DOWN ON LABORATORY...

YOU SHOULD PROBABLY GET A

RESTRAINING ORDER ON HIS ASS.

HA.

RICH, LITTLE COCKSUCKERS LIKE

THAT USUALLY HAVE TROUBLE WITH

THE WORD "NO."

HOW DO I ALWAYS END UP WITH

THESE GUYS?

IT'S LIKE A F***ING PARADE --

ONE PSYCHOTIC TOOL AFTER

ANOTHER.

IS IT JUST ME?

NO!

YOU JUST HAVE SH*T LUCK.

THAT'S ALL.

...DOLLAR DRUG...

22 POUNDS OF HEROIN WAS

SEIZED...

[ CELLPHONE RINGS ]

GOD!

POLICE SAY THE RING WAS

CENTERED IN COLUMBIA WITH THE

DRUGS FINDING THEIR WAY INTO

LARGE CITY CENTERS.

[ RINGING ]

COME ON!

HEH.

SO?

YOU WERE RIGHT.

THIS PLACE HAS A LOT OF HISTORY.

I'M SURPRISED NO ONE'S USED I BEFORE.

I TOLD YOU.

IT'S AN UNDISCOVERED GEM.

YOU CAN BE THE FIRST.

YOU KNOW, THEY SAY THE WALLS

SWEAT BLOOD.

THEY SAY THE GHOSTLY APPARITIONS

PACE THE NARROW HALLWAYS, THA YOU CAN HEAR THE SOUNDS OF

TORTURED SOULS ECHOING THROUGH

THE TREES AT NIGHT.

YOU FREAK.

[ LAUGHS ]

HAVE YOU BEEN THERE BEFORE?

AH, YOU KNOW I HAVEN'T.

YOU AND DANIEL KEEP FLAKING OU ON ME.

WELL, YOU CAN QUIT BITCHING,

'CAUSE WE'RE GOING THIS WEEKEND.

FINALLY!

YOU COME TO YOUR SENSES AND DO

SOMETHING COOL!

NOT THAT I DON'T LIKE YOUR

NORMAL STUFF, BUT, YOU KNOW,

FINALLY SOMETHING INTERESTING,

FUN.

YEAH, THANKS.

THAT'S WHAT I LIKE ABOUT YOU.

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