[Quick Summary: FBI Agent (Sidney Poitier) tries to unmask two Russian sleeper spies and strikes up an unlikely friendship with their son (River Phoenix).]
I've been reading my way through the scripts of double Oscar winner (and triple nominee) Bo Goldman. His work has noticeable depth.*
His originals are impressive (ex. Melvin and Howard, Scent of a Woman), but I've become even more fascinated in how he elevated scripts in his re-write work.
His handiwork is particularly evident in character relationships, even if the final film was not well received (as today's script was not).**
I think Goldman's sensitivity to characters is seen well in the scene below:
- Jeff is about to interview for the Air Force.
- This may look like an easy scene, but read all the way to the end to see the shifts in tone (semi-serious - shooting the breeze - life changing moment - fork in the road).
- Notice how realistic the silly/serious line is among guy friends.
INT. TEENAGERS' VW - DAY
Rolling down the San Diego County roads, Bret at the wheel, Jeff beside him, in the back, Tom and Tony. Tom and Tony and Bret are guzzling cans of soda and munching potato chips while Jeff sits moodily, his arms folded.
BRET (to Jeff): Don't you want a Mountain Dew?
TOM (heavily): Don't force him, today is crucial.
Tom chug-a-lugs his soda noisily, Jeff glances back at him.
JEFF: Okay, gimme one.
Tony pops a can, hands it to Jeff.
TONY: Are we ready, folks, I'm the interviewer...
BRET: And I'm Jeff...
TONY: Son!
BRET: Yes, sir!
TONY: Straighen up, son!
BRET: Yes, sir!
TONY: Statistics, son!
BRET: 'Statistics!' Fire away, sir!
TONY: Barbara Kerry's statistics?!
BRET: 34-18 --
TONY: 69!
Laughs. Jeff doesn't.
JEFF: Okay, okay, I got it.
Jeff shifts the can of soda in his hand. Tom, a gentle giant, removes it from him, gulps the rest.
TOM: ...Why's your interview first?
TONY: Yeah, how come you rate?
BRET: The boy must have clout.
TONY: Your father cal somebody?
TOM: My father knows Chuck Yeager. He autographed his book for my dad. General Yeager may sponsor me.
TONY: Dr. Ruth autographed her book for my dad.
BRET: Yeah, she may sponsor me.
TONY: ...Who's Chuck Yeager?
TOM: Chuck Yeager? The Sound Barrier? Greatest pilot in the world? Any of this mean anything? I don't think the Air Force is for you, Tony.
Tony looks at him blankly.
TOM (contd): ...Gentlemen, The Wrong Stuff!
Sudden silence as Bret pulls up alongside Camp Pendelton headquarters. Brassy uniforms file in and out of the nerve center of the huge Marine base.
TONY: Good luck, buddy --
TOM: And remember, you live in fame, go down in flame --
But Jeff has already jumped out, is jogging toward the headquarters door, the boys watching as he passes grizzled sergeants, hash-marks up their arms. Jeff glances back now, the boys wave to him reassuringly. Finally, Bret pees out, cacophonous voices float back over the parking lot, "Off we go, into the wild, blue yonder..."
WHAT I'VE LEARNED: I really liked how realistic this small, but memorable, moment was.
I think it's the writer's rhythm that makes the difference: deft use of shifts in tone; the characters going off on tangents, not talking about the interview ahead.
Little Nikita (1988)(9/15/86 Bo Goldman draft)by John Hill and Bo Goldman
Story by Tom Musca and Terry Schwartz
* Writer Eric Roth (Forrest Gump, The Insider) said this about Goldman:
**Roger Ebert acknowledged that this was one of those packaged deals that was trying to reach a big audience, especially parents and teens.
He also pinpointed some of the story's flaws:
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