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The Miami Sharks, a once-great American football team, are now in turmoil and struggling to make the 2001 Associated Football Franchises of America (AFFA) playoffs. They are coached by thirty-year veteran Tony D'Amato. In the thirteenth game of the season, both the Sharks' starting quarterback, Jack "Cap" Rooney, and the second- string quarterback, Tyler Cherubini, are injured and forced to leave the field. The desperate Sharks call upon third-string quarterback and former seventh-round draft pick Willie Beamen. Beamen is visibly nervous and makes a number of errors, illustrating his lack of knowledge regarding the team's playbook. He vomits in the huddle, which begins a ritual that he follows every game. While the Sharks lose this game by a small margin, Beamen, despite his initial struggles, plays well and gains confidence.

Tony D'Amato: Look, you the offense, why do you think we work on the blitz package all week? We've lost two quarterbacks in one half of football cause our line can't pick up a backside bandit on max protection! You and I know this is stupid football, and your stressing me out! We've worked on the calls over and over again but you have no focus or concentration. McKenna, keep your head on a swivel, you've got to slide out there and pick up that robber--roll up those outside linebackers! Beaman, know your site adjustments! Sanderson and Fox will break off their routes but you have to deliver it on time. We've had two turnovers this half, you guys are dumping on my turnover ratio. You--the defense, you've got to create something out there, you've got to start flying around the ball and hitting somebody. Don't let these jerks chew you up! The clock on is! On first down, they're killing us with the weakside slant. Corners, when we put eight in the box, you've got to jam the receivers, take 'em on, you're hesitating! If you're gonna make a mistake, go on! Make it a BIG ONE! I'm not gonna eat your lunch for that, but don't mess around like babies. You hear me!? PJ, Mac, Beast Man, Shark! One, two yards less each time and they'll be two and eight instead of two and six! Stuff the run. They're killing us! No more stupid penalties ok!? Concentrate! Focus! We're only down by three points. We can win this! I'm sick and tired of losing! Are you?! Three losses in a row. Are you guys sick and tired of this? Stand up if you're not! Raise your hand! Raise your hand if you're a baby! Stand up, let’s go! 300 http://cli.ps/2fni

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The plot revolves around King Leonidas who leads 300 Spartans into battle against Persian "god-King" Xerxes and his army of more than 300,000 soldiers. As the battle rages, Queen Gorgo attempts to rally support in Sparta for her husband. The story is framed by a voice-over narrative by the Spartan soldier Dilios. Concluding his tale before an audience of Spartans on the edge of the battlefield a year after Thermopylae, Dilios relates how the Persian army has suffered desertions, out of fear and the heavy casualties they suffered at the hands of a mere 300 Spartans. Word of their valiant resistance spread across Greece, inspiring the different city-states to unite against the Persians. Now, the Persians face 10,000 Spartans leading 30,000 free Greeks. Although still outnumbered three to one, Dilios declares that the Greeks shall be victorious and praises the sacrifice of the 300. He then leads the Greeks in a charge against the Persian army at the Battle of Plataea, the battle that would end Persia's invasion of Greece.

Dilios: He did not wish tribute, nor song, or monuments or poems of war and valor. His wish was simple. "Remember us" he said to me. That was his hope, should any free soul come across that place, in all the countless centuries yet to be. "May all our voices whisper to you from the ageless stones, "Go tell the Spartans, passerby, that here by Spartan law, we lie." And so my king died, and my brothers died; barely a year ago. Long I pondered my king's cryptic talk of victory, but time has proven him wise, for from free Greek to free Greek, the word was spread that bold Leonidas and his 300, so far from home, laid down their lives... not just for Sparta, but for all Greece and the promise this country holds. Now here on this ragged patch of earth called Plateaea, let his hordes face obliteration! Just there the barbarians huddle, sheer terror gripping tight their hearts with icy fingers... knowing full well what merciless horrors they suffered at the swords and spears of 300, yet they stare now across the plane at 10,000 Spartans commanding 30,000 free Greeks... The enemy outnumber us a paltry 3 to 1, a match for any Greek. This day we rescue a world from mysticism and tyranny and usher in a world brighter than anything we can imagine, Give thanks, men, to Leonidas and the brave 300! To victory! As Good As It Gets written by James L. Brooks

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Summary from Wikipedia: Melvin Udall is a misanthrope who works at home as a best-selling novelist in New York City. He suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder which, paired with his misanthropy, alienates nearly everyone with whom he interacts. He eats breakfast at the same table in the same restaurant every day using disposable plastic utensils he brings with him due to his pathological fear of germs. He takes an interest in his waitress, Carol, the only server at the restaurant who can tolerate his behavior. In this scene, Melvin is arguing with his neighbor, Simon, who always tries to have conversations with Melvin.

Melvin Udall: Never, never, interrupt me, okay? Not if there's a fire, not even if you hear the sound of a thud from my home and one week later there's a smell coming from there that can only be a decaying human body and you have to hold a hanky to your face because the stench is so thick that you think you're going to faint. Even then, don't come knocking. Or, if it's election night, and you're excited and you wanna celebrate because some loser that you date has been elected the first president of the United States and he's going to have you down to Camp David, and you want someone to share the moment with. Even then, don't knock. Not on this door. Not for ANY reason. Do you get me, sweetheart? The Outsiders written by Kathleen Rowell & S.E. Hinton http://www.tubechop.com/watch/926663

In mid-1960s Tulsa, Oklahoma, the Greasers are a gang of tough, low-income teens. They include Ponyboy Curtis and his two older brothers, Sodapop and Darrel, as well as Johnny Cade, Dallas Winston, Two-Bit Matthews, and Steve Randle. Their rivalry is with the Socs ("socials"), a gang of wealthier kids. Five of the Socs jump Ponyboy and cut his neck with a switchblade; Johnny had been similarly attacked the month before. Two Socs, Bob Sheldon and Randy Adderson, confront Johnny, Ponyboy, and Two-Bit, who are talking to the Socs' girlfriends, Cherry and Marcia, at the drive-in. The girls defuse the situation by going home with the Socs. Later that night, Ponyboy and Johnny are attacked in a park by Bob, Randy, and two other Socs. They begin dunking Ponyboy in a fountain, but Johnny pulls out his switchblade and stabs Bob, killing him. Later, Ponyboy and Johnny save a group of kids from a burning church; Johnny is fatally injured in the fire.

Johnny Cade: Ponyboy, I asked the nurse to give you this book so you could finish it. The doctor came in a while ago but I knew anyway. I keep getting tireder and tireder. Listen, I don't mind dying now. It's worth it. It's worth saving those kids. Their lives are worth more than mine, they have more to live for. Some of their parents came by to thank me and I know it was worth it. Tell Dally it's worth it. I'm just going to miss you guys. I've been thinking about it, and that poem, that guy that wrote it, he means you're gold when you're a kid, like green. When you're a kid everything's new, dawn. It's just when you get used to everything that it's day. Like the way you dig sunsets, Pony. That's gold. Keep that way, it's a good way to be. I want you to tell Dally to look at one. He'll probably think you're crazy, but ask for me. I don't think he's ever really seen a sunset. And don't be so bugged over being a greaser. You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want. There's still lots of good in the world. Tell Dally. I don't think he knows. Your buddy, Johnny. Night of the Living Dead (no clip)

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The story follows characters Ben, Barbra, and five others trapped in a rural farmhouse in Pennsylvania which is attacked by unnamed "living dead" monsters which later became known in popular culture as zombies. In the scene below, Ben discusses how he first encountered zombies.

Night of the Living Dead written by John A. Russo and George A. Romero

Ben: You know a place back down the road called Beekman's? Beekman's Diner? Anyhow, that's where I found that truck I have out there. There's a radio in the truck. I jumped in to listen to it, when a big gasoline truck came screaming right across the road! There must've been ten, fifteen of those things chasing after it, grabbing and holding on. Now, I didn't see them at first. I could just see that the truck was moving in a funny way. Those things were catching up to it. Truck went right across the road. I slammed on my breaks to keep from hitting it myself. It went right through the guard rail! I guess, guess the driver must've cut off the road into that gas station by Beekman's Diner. It went right through the billboard, ripped over a gas pump, and never stopped moving! By now it was like a moving bonfire! Didn't know if the truck was going to explode or what. I still hear the man screaming. These things, just backing away from it! I looked back at the diner to see if, if there was anyone there who could help me. That's when I noticed that the entire place had been encircled. There wasn't a sign of life left, except... by now, there were no more screams. I realized that I was alone, with fifty or sixty of those things just standing there, staring at me! I started to drive, I, I just plowed right through them! They didn't move! They didn't run, or--they just stood there, staring at me! I just wanted to crush them! And they scattered through the air, like bugs. Hall Pass by Lindsay Price

Scene: a confrontation between a hall monitor and a slacker student

HENRY: You go ahead and try. You’ll find I’m pretty much unhurtable, Brady Cutter. You couldn’t hurt me if you left me a bleeding heap on the floor. You gonna hurt me so bad? Is that what you’re gonna do? You go right ahead.

You think you’re different, OLD friend? You think you can swing your way by with an easy wave and get what you want? You can’t. And the sooner you learn that message baby, the better.

I’ve met you a million times before in a million different empty-headed losers who love calling me dude. You go ahead and hurt me, it’s happened before and it’ll happen again. All you’ll do is prove you’re the same kind of monster I meet every day.

You’re no different. You’re the same empty dusty shell of a human being and all you have ahead of you is a wasted life of nothing. You’re nothing, Brady. You’re no one and you’re no one I would ever want to know. You’re no friend of mine. Got it?

Cat got your tongue, dude? Got nothing to say to me now, do you? Do you?! Say something! Hairball by Lindsay Price

Description--Bradley goes to his high school guidance counsellor to get something off his chest. As with all comedy, it’s important for the character to be serious about his plight. The more serious Bradley is about losing his hair, the funnier the monologue will be.

Thank you for seeing me on such short notice, Dr. Goodstein. I’m really upset. I didn’t know who to turn to and... it’s been tearing me up inside! I just want to know... I... How long do I have left? (looking up, a little grossed out) Dying? Who’s thinking about dying? No! Geez Doc, that’s a real downer.

He looks around to make sure no one is listening and then whispers with horror.

It’s my hair. My hair, my hair, how long do I have left with my hair? I just found out my dad lost his hair at 23. That’s five years, man. Five! I know! I know. I thought I was saved. I thought it would all work out. But the horrors don’t stop, Doc. Everyone is bald on my mother’s side. Great grandfather, grandfather, uncles, aunts. They’ve all got the chrome dome man! Uh huh. Alopecia. Aunt Betty’s bald as a cue ball.

I never used to think about my hair. Never gave it a second thought. Wash and go. No conditioner. No special cut. But now I’m running out of time and I’m freaking out. I have treated my hair so bad up to now. I was thinking, I was wondering if it would work – I wanted to get your thoughts on this little idea, if I start treating my hair good, maybe it’ll want to stick around. Maybe it won’t fall out because it’ll be living the high life. I want to give it parties. I want to take it to museums. Take pictures. Be there for my hair. It’s gotta make a difference, don’t it? It’s got to!

I’m counting the number of hairs that fall out every day. What’s the normal number? Do you know? Is a hundred a day normal? Am I already to late? Am I on my last legs? Am I on a speeding train to becoming a cue ball? Am I going to wake up tomorrow, look in the mirror and see Aunt Betty?

He falls off the chair on to his knees as he wails.

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!

When he’s done wailing, there’s a pause. He stands and brushes off his jeans. He takes a deep breath and smiles. All evidence of his trauma gone.

Whew. Thanks Doc. I had to get that out. It was building up inside me like a big ole hairball. Had to get it out! I guess I just have to play the cards I’ve been dealt. And use conditioner. See you later Doc! Skid Marks by Lindsay Price

Scene: Greg’s best friend was killed by a drunk driver. Before attending the funeral, Greg brings flowers to the site of the accident.

I promise I won’t snot on my arm this afternoon. I have a hankie on me. I thought about bringing a box of Kleenex but... it’d probably make you laugh, right? I was telling your mom about it, ‘bout how I’m always bothering you for Kleenex till you got so fed up one day you said “Snot on your arm Greg. Just snot on your arm. Do it once and I’ll bet you’ll never bother me about Kleenex again.” She smiled a bit.

I haven’t been by here since. I have to go to the community centre twice a week and I won’t take the Parkway. I know it’s stupid. Your mom put a cross at the corner. There’s already a ton of flowers there. I bought daisies. No roses, right?

I think she blames me. She doesn’t want to, I know, I know she doesn’t... But it’s just that... If you weren’t coming over to my house, you wouldn’t have been at that stoplight and... God I – I see you lying on the pavement and I was waiting for you and I thought you had forgot. I was laughing that you had forgot ‘cause you’re always bugging me about my memory and I was laughing when I picked up the phone and...

I think about calling you all the time. Something funny will happen and for a flash I think – I have to tell Meg and then I remember I can’t. Sometimes I see someone from school from behind and I’m positive it’s you.

Why did it have to be you? Why did you have to be at that stoplight and why did that... He got in his car and he took you away. Just like that. Like a breath. I miss you so much. "Me and Mom" (Teen Monologue, Male)*Touching*

Danny and his Mom move from town to town like gypsies, always looking for the greener grass. Danny has gone to five schools in the last four years, and each time they move, it gets harder for his Mom to make ends meet. It's finally starting to eat away at her pride and self respect.

Danny: Hi Mom, how's work? Do you think we're going to stick around this time? I sure hope so, I feel like I'm starting like this school..Hey I made you some supper...would you like something to drink with it? (Beat) Great! (Timidly) Hey Mom? You know, since we've been moving around, I hadn't really had a chance to make any friends, and I was wondering if I could borrow twenty dollars this Saturday, to take out this girl I met a couple of days ago at school. I haven't really asked her out yet, but she seems pretty nice. She actually took the time to get to know me. I figured maybe you could spare a little, since we don't go out all the time. (Beat) What! Why not! Well how about ten?....Not even ten dollars, it's NOT like I ask you for money every day!....I don't get it, have I done something wrong? Have I disappointed you in some way. I mean, it's not like I sit around on my butt all day watching television or ditch my chores...I go to school every day, maintain a 3.2 grade point average, while moving all over the darn state, and after school, I go to work washing dishes five nights a week at that greasy restaurant....I never complain and I never get paid!....And you know why?....Tell me mom, why don't I have any money?! Because I give it all to you, I don't see a red cent...and to tell you the truth, I don't think I've ever remember cashing one of my own checks...they go straight from my hand to yours, I never get a penny!...I'm sick of begging for my money, I'm sick of having to help you make ends meet!....It's over, you hear me! Just give me two more years, when I graduate I'm out of here!....GONE FOR GOOD!...NOT COMING BACK!...DO YOU GET IT! I want to cash my own checks!....When I'm hungry, I want to buy myself a hamburger, and if I see a girl I like, I want to be able to take her out....I think I deserve that, I think I deserve to enjoy life like everyone else! I hate you and I'm tire of helping you live out your pathetic life! (Beat) What!...Well say SOMETHING (Pause) Mom....Mom....Mom I'm sorry...Did you hear what I just said? I'm sorry...Please, just don't cry I can't take it. Mom you know I would never really leave you by yourself....I got a little angry...I'm sorry. Hey, why don't we go to the store and rent a movie instead, and I'll pop up some popcorn...Wouldn't that be fun? We could rent one of those comedies that you like...I love you Mom...I'm sorry. "Girl Problems" (Teen Monologue, Male)*Dramatic/Light Humor* Mike and Jennifer (Jen) have been best friends and lived in the same neighborhood since they were little kids. They did everything together, and could talk about anything with each other. They've been in high school now for about one or two years and the relationship seems to have become a little more complicated, at least as far as Jen was concerned. Mike is sitting on his front step looking deep in thought. Jen is coming over, see's him, and is a little concerned.

Mike: Hi Jen, what's up? Say, you don't happen to know this girl named Lydia that goes to our school, do you? She's in our World History class. She sits in the back...You know... the girl with the light brown hair and the big beautiful smile. (beat) Yeah, that's the one. What do you think of her? I totally want to go out with her, but I don't even think she notices me. You got any ideas? (beat) Well, I've tried a couple of times to ask her out, but whenever I seem to get close to her, it's like she see's right through me, like I don't even exist. It's like I could stand in between her and the girl she's talking too, and I would even be interrupting them. (beat) What are you talking about, I don't want to ask anybody else. I want to go out with her. I feel like she's everything I want in a girlfriend. (beat) How would I know if we have anything in common, I can't seem to get close enough to find out. (beat) What?...I know I don't NEED a girlfriend, but I want one. (pauses/gets a bad feeling) Hey, wait a minute, what are you trying to do here? Jinx it!...You're supposed to be helping me out, what's got into you!? I've never seen you like this before. (beat) Like what?...You know what! (pauses for a second/ light bulb goes off in his head!) Oh my Gosh!...Jen!...Oh my Gosh! I am so sorry...I get it now. (giggles in disbelief) Jen, oh no...I'm not laughing at you, I guess I never thought of you that way. You just caught me by surprise. (beat) I DO like you! (beat) You ARE beautiful! (beat) I don't know, I guess I never knew, but to be real honest with you Jen, I like our relationship the way it is. Jen!?...Please!...Where are you going?...Why are you so mad!?...Jen, COME BACK! I know we can work this out...(to himself) Okay great! Now I've done it. (reflects) Yep, I think it's time to rethink this. "Tommy Boy" (Teen Monologue, Male)*Humorous*

Tommy is a Sophomore in high school. He's a nice looking teen, who loves to be around his friends. He is outgoing, except when it comes to girls. Tommy's talking to his friend Ivan after school while waiting for the bus.

Tommy: Dude, you'll never believe what happened to me today. It all started when I woke up this morning. You know usually I press the snooze button about four or five times...but today was different, when I heard the alarm, I just sprang out of bed and said to myself, "Today is going to be a great day!" I don't know why I said it, but I was feeling great! I got in the shower and found myself humming a cool song I heard the day before. While I was combing my hair in the mirror, I noticed that not only was it a great hair day, but my skin seemed different too....alive and glowing, and no it wasn't that new acne cream I'd been using...it was LIFE! So instead of dragging around, I threw on my clothes and headed out. When I got on the bus, the girls seemed to look at me differently. I thought maybe it was my confidence, or the hair, but then I thought who the heck cares, they were looking at me! So I looked back at them and they giggled. I was on top of the world! I went and got a seat in the back of the bus...then it came to me, I had a presentation due in first period... I wasn't about to let that ruin my day. I knew the material and I was on a roll. A few moments later, walking down the hallway, it was like a movie, almost every group of girls turned to look at me, it started to become really spooky actually. My next thought was, with my luck, I should be playing lottery. I got to my first period class and sat down. It's almost like I could feel Jamie, that hottie that sits behind me in class, staring at the back of my head...It felt great! And of course, I was called first to read my presentation to the class, so I strolled up to the front of the room with a gleaming smile...I actually winked at this girl who snickered at me in the front row...man was I getting bold! I couldn't help myself though, this never happened to me before, it was like a dream, and right when I was getting ready to start my presentation, the teacher called me aside...I thought I'd gone too far with the winking, but decided not to lose my cool and casually stroll over to her to receive my reprimand. Dude, when she started talking to me, my stomach dropped to my feet, like I was on a fast roller coaster ride, and I could feel my face turning as white as a ghost. It was like the whole day flashed before my eyes. Well I thanked the teacher anyway, turned away from the class, swallowed my pride and zipped-up my fly.