Monday, January 06, 2014
Rumor Has It... (2005) (To Be Continued)
Even in these early minutes, of what as best I recall is the first of her films I have ever watched, I am not certain if I am going to watch much more of this production. Nope, I'm pretty sure of it that I am going to stop the DVD right now and look at something else.
2005 film "Rumor Has It..." DVD video:
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Sarah Huttinger: Truth be known, I'd been struggling with that my whole life.
Jeff Daly: Sarah? Yoo-hoo, Sarah?
Sarah Huttinger: Yeah?
Jeff Daly: You okay?
Sarah Huttinger: Yeah, I'm fine.
Jeff Daly: You don't seem fine.
Sarah Huttinger: Oh, no. I'm fine. I am.
Jeff Daly: Okay, fine.
Sarah Huttinger: What was that?
Jeff Daly: Turbulence.
Sarah Huttinger: That wasn't turbulence. That felt mechanical.
Jeff Daly: That was textbook turbulence.
Sarah Huttinger: I - okay. You are not a pilot. You do not know that.
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Tigh: This just gets worse and worse. Now the Cylons look like us.
Adama: Down to our blood.
Tigh: You realize what this means? They could be anywhere. Anyone.
Adama: I've had time to think about it.
Tigh: So what do we do?
Adama: I don't know. How we doing on the warheads?
Tigh: Magazine 2 is secure, 3 and 4 within the hour. Something else: Lee is alive.
(Cut to Lee in his father's quarters.)
Apollo: Commander? (He sees a picture of himself, Zack and their mother. Adama walks in as he's looking at it.)
Adama: I'm sorry.
Apollo: I, uh, gotta go. (Adama stops him, pulls him into a hug. They hold onto each other for a minute, and then Adama turns away. Apollo leaves.)
(Tigh, Apollo and Baltar are gathered around a table.)
Tigh: Ship's doctors say that at first glance, everything in Leoben's body appears human. Internal organs, lymphatic system, the works.
Baltar: Right, well the tissue sample yielded unique chemical compounds during the cremation that reveal the nature of the sample to be synthetic. (He feigns surprise.) So he was a Cylon?
Adama: Yes, he was. And now we have a problem.
Tigh: A big one.
Adama: If the Cylons look like us, then any one of us could be a Cylon.
Baltar: That's, that's a very frightening possibility.
Adama: We need a way to screen human from Cylon. And that's where you come in.
Baltar: Me? Umm...
Tigh: Rumor has it you're a genius.
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Rumor Has It... (2005)
Release Info
USA 25 December 2005
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Rumor Has It... (2005)
Full Cast & Crew
Jennifer Aniston ... Sarah Huttinger
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The Doolins of Oklahoma (1949)
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USA 27 May 1949
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Buffalo Bill Jr. Season 1 Episode 23
Apache Raid
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New York, New York (1977)
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USA 21 June 1977
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Army Girl (1938)
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USA 11 August 1938
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Yesterday Upon the Stair (2002)
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USA 15 September 2002
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Antigonish (poem)
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"Antigonish" is an 1899 poem by American educator and poet Hughes Mearns. It is also known as "The Little Man Who Wasn't There", and was a hit song under that title.
Yesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
I wish, I wish he’d go away...
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Battlestar Galactica Season 1 Episode 6
The Lost Warrior
Aired Sunday 7:00 PM Oct 08, 1978 on ABC
AIRED: 10/8/78
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Perceval (1978)
Release Info
USA 8 October 1978 (New York City, New York)
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Perceval (1978)
Full Cast & Crew
Fabrice Luchini ... Perceval
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The Black Knight (1954)
Release Info
USA 28 October 1954 (New York City, New York)
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Stephen King
The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition
Chapter 43
There really was a Polk County, Nebraska. At first that had given him a start, but he had traveled all over the last few years. He must have talked to somebody who mentioned Polk County, or who had come from Polk County, and his conscious mind had just forgotten it. There was a Route 30, too. But he couldn’t really believe, at least not in the bright day of this early morning, that they were actually going to find an old Negro woman sitting on her porch in the middle of a field of corn and accompanying herself on a guitar while she sang hymns. He didn’t believe in precognition or in visions. But it seemed important to go somewhere, to look for people. In a way he shared Fran Goldsmith’s and Stu Redman’s urge to regroup. Until that could be done, everything would remain alien and out of joint. There was danger everywhere. You couldn’t see it but you could feel it, the way he thought he had felt the presence of the dark man in that cellar yesterday. You felt that danger was everywhere, inside the houses, around the next bend in the highway, maybe even hiding beneath the cars and trucks littered all over the main roads. And if it wasn’t there, it was in the calendar, hidden just two or three leaves down. Danger, every particle of his being seemed to whisper it. BRIDGE OUT. FORTY MILES OF BAD ROAD. WE ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR PERSONS PROCEEDING BEYOND THIS POINT.
Part of it was the tremendous, walloping psychological shock of the empty countryside. As long as he had been in Shoyo, he had been partially protected from it. It didn’t matter if Shoyo was empty, at least not too much, because Shoyo was so small in the scheme of things. But when you got moving, it was as if… well, he remembered a Walt Disney movie he had seen as a kid, a nature thing. Filling the screen was this tulip, this one tulip, so beautiful it just made you want to hold your breath. Then the camera pulled back with dizzying suddenness and you saw a whole field filled with tulips. It knocked you flat. It produced total sensory overload and some internal circuit breaker fell with a sizzle, cutting off the input. It was too much. And that was how this trip had been. Shoyo was empty and he could adjust to that. But McNab was empty, too, and Texarkana, and Spencerville; Ardmore had burned right to the ground. He had come north on Highway 81 and had only seen deer. Twice he had seen what were probably signs of living people: a campfire perhaps two days old, and a deer that had been shot and neatly cleaned out. But no people. It was enough to screw you all up, because the enormity of it was steadily creeping up on you. It wasn’t just Shoyo or McNab or Texarkana; it was America, lying here like a huge discarded tin can with a few forgotten peas rolling around in the bottom. And beyond America was the whole world, and thinking of that made Nick feel so dizzy and sick that he had to give up.
He bent over the atlas instead. If they kept rolling, maybe they would be like a snowball going downhill, getting bigger. With any luck they would pick up a few more people between here and Nebraska (or be picked up themselves, if they met a larger group). After Nebraska he supposed they would go somewhere else. It was like a quest with no object in view at the end of it—no Grail, no sword plunged into an anvil.
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The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition
Chapter 47
“Want to share my rock and watch the sun go down?”
She joined him, her heartbeat quickening a little. But after all, why else had she come out here? She had known which way he left camp, just as she knew that Harold and Glen and two of the girls had gone into Brighton to look for a CB radio (Glen’s idea instead of Harold’s for a change). Patty Kroger was back in camp babysitting their two combat-fatigue patients. Shirley Hammett showed some signs of coming out of her daze, but she had awakened them all around one this morning, shrieking in her sleep, her hands clawing at the air in warding-off gestures. The other woman, the one with no name, seemed to be going in the other direction. She sat. She would eat if she was fed. She would perform the functions of elimination. She would not answer questions. She only really came alive in her sleep. Even with a heavy dose of Veronal, she often moaned and sometimes shrieked. Frannie thought she knew what the poor woman was dreaming of.
“It seems like a long way still to go, doesn’t it?” she said.
He didn’t answer for a moment, and then he said: “It’s further than we thought. That old woman, she’s not in Nebraska anymore.”
“I know—” she began, and then bit down on her words.
He glanced at her with a faint grin. “You’ve been skippin your medication, ma’am.”
“My secret’s out,” she said with a lame smile.
“We’re not the only ones,” Stu said. “I was talkin to Dayna this afternoon” (she felt that interior dig of jealousy—and fear—at the familiar way he used her name) “and she said neither she nor Susan wanted to take it.”
Fran nodded. “Why did you stop? Did they drug you… in that place?”
He tapped ashes into his bare earth ashtray. “Mild sedatives at night, that was all. They didn’t need to drug me. I was locked up nice and tight. No, I stopped three nights ago because I felt… out of touch.” He meditated for a moment and then expanded. “Glen and Harold going to get that CB radio, that was a real good idea. What’s a two-way for? To put you in touch. This buddy of mine back in Arnette, Tony Leominster, he had one in his Scout. Great gadget. You could talk to folks, or you could holler for help if you got in a jam of trouble. These dreams, they’re almost like having a CB in your head, except the transmit seems to be broken and we’re only receiving.”
“Maybe we are transmitting,” Fran said quietly.
He looked at her, startled.
They sat quiet for a while. The sun peered through the clouds, as if to say a quick goodbye before sinking below the horizon. Fran could understand why primitive people worshiped it. As the gigantic quiet of the nearly empty country accumulated on her day by day, imprinting its truth on her brain by its very weight, the sun—the moon, too, for that matter—began to seem bigger and more important. More personal. Those bright skyships began to look to you as they had when you were a child.
“Anyway, I stopped,” Stu said. “Last night I dreamed about that black man again. It was the worst yet. He’s setting up somewhere out in the desert. Las Vegas, I think. And Frannie… I think he’s crucifying people. The ones who give him trouble.”
“He’s doing what?”
“That’s what I dreamed. Lines of crosses along Highway 15 made out of barn-beams and telephone poles. People hanging off them.”
“Just a dream,” she said uneasily.
“Maybe.” He smoked and looked west at the red-tinged clouds. “But the other two nights, just before we run on those maniacs holding the women, I dreamed about her—the woman who calls herself Mother Abigail. She was sitting in the cab of an old pickup truck parked on the shoulder of Highway 76. I was standing on the ground with one arm leaning on the window, talking to her just as natural as I’m talking to you. And she says, ‘You got to move em along faster still, Stuart; if an old lady like me can do it, a big tough fella from Texas like you should be able to.’” Stu laughed, threw down his cigar, and crushed it under his heel. In kind of an absent way, as if not knowing what he was doing, he put an arm around Frannie’s shoulders.
“They’re going to Colorado,” she said.
“Why, yes, I think they are.”
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Based on a true rumor.
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Stephen King
The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition
Chapter 26
In Des Moines, at 11:30 P.M., CST, an old Buick covered with religious stickers—HONK IF YOU LOVE JESUS, among others—cruised the deserted downtown streets relentlessly. There had been a fire in Des Moines earlier in the day that had burned most of the south side of Hull Avenue and Grandview Junior College; later there had been a riot that gutted most of the downtown area.
When the sun went down, these streets had been filled with restlessly circling crowds of people, most of them under twenty-five, many riding choppers. They had broken windows, stolen TV sets, filled their gas tanks at service stations while watching for anyone who might have a gun. Now the streets were empty. Some of them—the bikers, mainly—were kicking out their remaining jams on Interstate 80. But most of them had crept into houses and locked the doors, already suffering with superflu or only terror of it as daylight left this flat green land. Now Des Moines looked like the aftermath of some monster New Year’s Eve party after sodden sleep, had claimed the last of the revelers. The Buick’s tires whispered and crunched over the broken glass in the street and turned west from Fourteenth onto Euclid Avenue, passing two cars that had crashed head-on and now lay on their sides with their bumpers interlaced like lovers after a successful double homicide. There was a loudspeaker on top of the Buick’s roof, and now it began to give off amplified boops and beeps, followed by the scratchy sounds of an old record’s opening grooves, and then, blaring up and down the spectral, deserted streets of Des Moines came the sweetly droning voice of Mother Maybelle Carter, singing “Keep on the Sunny Side.”
Keep on the sunny side,
Always on the sunny side,
Keep on the sunny side of life,
Though your problems may be many
It will seem you don’t have any
If you keep on the sunny side of life…
The old Buick cruised on and on, making figure-eights, loops, sometimes circling the same block three or four times. When it hit a bump (or rolled over a body), the record would skip.
At twenty minutes to midnight, the Buick pulled over to the curb and idled. Then it began to roll again. The loudspeaker blared Elvis Presley singing “The Old Rugged Cross,” and a night wind soughed through the trees and stirred a final whiff of smoke from the smoldering ruins of the junior college.
From the President’s speech, delivered at 9 P.M., EST, not seen in many areas.
“… a great nation such as this must do. We cannot afford to jump at shadows like small children in a dark room; but neither can we afford to take this serious outbreak of influenza lightly. My fellow Americans, I urge you to stay at home. If you feel ill, stay in bed, take aspirin, and drink plenty of clear liquids. Be confident that you will feel better in a week at most. Let me repeat what I said at the beginning of my talk to you this evening: There is no truth—no truth —to the rumor that this strain of flu is fatal. In the greatest majority of cases, the person afflicted can expect to be up and around and feeling fine within a week. Further—”
note 2 [ a spasm of coughing ]
“Further, there has been a vicious rumor promulgated by certain radical anti-establishment groups that this strain of influenza has been somehow bred by this government for some possible military use. Fellow Americans, this is a flat-out falsehood, and I want to brand it as such right here and now. This country signed the revised Geneva Accords on poison gas, nerve gas, and germ warfare in good conscience and in good faith. We have not now nor have we ever—”
note 3 [ a spasm of sneezes ]
“—have we ever been a party to the clandestine manufacture of substances outlawed by the Geneva Convention. This is a moderately serious outbreak of influenza, no more and no less. We have reports tonight of outbreaks in a score of other countries, including Russia and Red China. Therefore we—”
note 4 [ a spasm of coughs and sneezes ]
“—we ask you to remain calm and secure in the knowledge that late this week or early next, a flu vaccine will be available for those not already on the mend. National Guardsmen have been called out in some areas to protect the populace against hooligans, vandals, and scare-mongers, but there is absolutely no truth to the rumors that some cities have been ‘occupied’ by regular army forces or that the news has been managed. My fellow Americans, this is a flat-out falsehood, and I want to brand it as such right here and…”
Graffito written on the front of the First Baptist Church of Atlanta in red spray paint:
“Dear Jesus. I will see you soon. Your friend, America. PS. I hope you will still have some vacancies by the end of the week.”
Chapter 27
Larry Underwood sat on a bench in Central Park on the morning of June 27, looking into the menagerie. Behind him, Fifth Avenue was crazily jammed with cars, all of them silent now, their owners dead or fled. Farther down Fifth, many of the posh shops were smoking rubble.
From where Larry sat he could see a lion, an antelope, a zebra, and some sort of monkey. All but the monkey were dead. They had not died of the flu, Larry judged; they had gotten no food or water for God knew how long, and that had killed them. All but the monkey, and in the three hours that Larry had been sitting here, the monkey had moved only four or five times. The monkey had been smart enough to outwit starvation or death by thirst—so far—but it surely had a good case of superflu. That was one monkey who was hurtin for certain. It was a hard old world.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: posted by H.V.O.M at 8:28 PM Thursday, September 15, 2005
I had that dream again about the house I bought in South Carolina back in the early '90s. I loved that place, it was quiet and relaxing. That house is always the central element in dreams I have sometime. There are usually variations to the situation, but the house is always there. And there is usually another element to the dream. In the dream, I discover that I still own the house and I can go back there any time I want, even at the very moment I realize it is still there. It is a great feeling to know I can sleep there that very night if I want to.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 15 September 2005 excerpt ends]
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: posted by H.V.O.M at 8:28 PM Thursday, September 15, 2005
The other dream I had was about fighting some kind of aliens. I'm not sure if this dream happened before the one I wrote about above or if it happened later. In this dream, I am still in the Navy, but I am wearing some kind of camoflauge uniform, maybe army or marines. These aliens have invaded a subway and there are a lot of travelers around in danger. I am about to drop from exhaustion after 36 hours of fighting, we have been retreating and I am separated from the other soldiers. I am carrying two heavy packs, trying to find another unit to group up with, with passengers stream through the facility, they are even getting on the trains as some of them are still coming through. I have lost my rifle somewhere. I still have plenty of ammo, but I can't find a rifle. A woman at a coffee kisok says something to me that I don't remember, she has dried blood on her hands as she is preparing coffee. Then I am outside and I have found an armory where I get another rifle. I start heading back to the subway.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 15 September 2005 excerpt ends]
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BATTLESTAR GALACTICA
2X12 - RESURRECTION SHIP (2)
Original Airdate (SciFi): 13-JAN-2006
Pegasus - Launch Bay
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Cain's funeral
Fisk: And she died knowing that her ship and her crew were safe and that her mission had been accomplished. Nothing was more important to her than her ship, her crew, and her mission. And as I take command of Pegasus I pledge to uphold those values that made her such an effective and heroic leader.
Starbuck: I, um, only knew Admiral Cain for a short time, so what I have to say about her will be short. She faced things. She looked them right in the eye and she didn't flinch. That's something that we do a lot around here. We second-guess. We worry. When I think about what she went through after the attack-- all alone, one ship, no help, no hope-- she didn't give up. She didn't worry. She didn't second-guess. She acted. She did what she thought needed to be done, and the Pegasus survived. Might be hard to admit, or hard to hear, but I think that we were safer with her... than we are without.
Galactica - Pilot's Quarters
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Starbuck: Lee. Lee, you okay? Are you okay?
Apollo: No. Not really. I, um, I broke my word to you.
Starbuck: What're you talking about?
Apollo: I let you down. I wasn't there when you needed me.
Starbuck: Look... a close call like that... that would mess with anybody's head. All right? It turns out I didn't need you anyway. So... let's just be glad that we both came back alive, all right?
Apollo: That's just it, Kara. I didn't want to make it back alive.
Galactica - Brig
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Boomer: I didn't think I'd ever see you again.
Helo: Same here.
Boomer: So... where do we go from here?
Colonial one
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Roslin: So, how did the cylon manage to get off the Pegasus undetected?
Adama: No one really knows. There was so much chaos in the aftermath of the attack.
Roslin: Thank the gods that you did not have to do what I advised. That makes me very happy.
Adama: Yes, thank the gods. How are you feeling?
Roslin: I could sleep for about a year. But you, however, do not have that luxury because you have a new job. Billy.
Billy: It took a little while to find that jeweler.
Billy hands Roslin a box, it contain's admiral's rank insignia.
Roslin: Thank you. Rumor has it that I know very little about military protocol, but I do believe that someone who commands more than one ship is called an admiral. Congratulations, Admiral Adama.
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Battlestar Galactica Season 1 Episode 6
The Lost Warrior
Aired Sunday 7:00 PM Oct 08, 1978 on ABC
AIRED: 10/8/78
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Yesterday Upon the Stair (2002)
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USA 15 September 2002
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Battlestar Galactica Season 1 Episode 6
The Lost Warrior
Aired Sunday 7:00 PM Oct 08, 1978 on ABC
Quotes
Red Eye: (electronic) Uh oh!
- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 10:30 PM Pacific Time somewhere near Seattle Washington USA Monday 06 January 2014
