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Cinema: How are Hollywood films made?
Writing a Scene


What Other People Wrote

Take a look at the way other people have written this scene. Is their dialogue funny? Do you think the characters would really say the things people have written?

How did Nora Ephron, the movie's screenwriter, handle this scene? Read the scene as it was written for the movie.

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Script #1

Submitted by: tiffany
Harry: I'll roll down the window. Why don't you tell me the story of your life.
Sally: Are you sure you really want to know?
Harry: Why?, is there something in your past you'd like to keep hidden?
Sally: No, but it's not like its very amusing, or at least not to you.
Harry: Go ahead give it a shot ,its not like we don't have all the time in the world
Sally: We'll when I was five,my father was abducted from my family by aliens from who knows where.
Harry: Are you serious!
Sally: Yes, of course harry, thats one of the main reasons why I took up acting.
Harry: Do you actually think I'd go along with your scheme?
Sally: Well ,yes! I figure I'd enjoy seeing that look on your face when I told you about my father, the whole way toNew York!
Harry: We'll you sure did catch me off guard that time, you really are something.
Sally: I just thought I'd bring a little excitement into this trip.
Harry: So how was your life growing up,really?
Sally: Well I had a really great childhood but as soon as I was 19 I knew what I wanted to be over night.
Harry: And so?
Sally: Here I am in this car with you hoping that new york will bring an exciting new life for me! So here we go

Script #2

Submitted by: katie
Harry: I'll roll down the window. Why don't you tell me the story of your life.
Sally: Why should I tell you the story of my life?
Harry: Frankly, because anything's got to be better than driving from Chicago to New York in silence.
Sally: Are you sure about that? I kind of like the quiet...gives me time to think.
Harry: Come on Sally...if you don't talk, I may fall asleep at the wheel.
Sally: Oh, good heavens, we don't want that now, do we? I guess I'll have to keep you entertained somehow. Well, once upon a time, there was a little girl named Sally, and she was a good little girl, always smiling and happy, and meticulously organized and cle
Harry: Oh, now who could that be? Certainly not me.
Sally: Don't flatter yourself.
Harry: Come on Sally, am I really all that bad? You don't even know me.
Sally: I know enough, thank you very much.

Script #3

Submitted by: Lauren Davis
Harry: I'll roll down the window. Why don't you tell me the story of your life.
Sally: The story of my life, well thats a bit vague don't you think? I can't possibly just start telling some random, pessimistic man the complete history and emotions of my being!
Harry: Ok then, I'll give you a starting point: Man and woman, wild sex, baby born, the child is forced to forever conceal any true feelings of anger, and thus channels her frustration into alphabetizing and arranging every possible item neat and orderly
Sally: wo wo wo now, I do not "channel my frustrated energy" into organizing and as a matter of fact, I have a number of friends who are completely sane.
Harry: Ha! oh do enlighten me, i seem to be completely astray
Sally: I just happen to be a person who appreciates neatness
Harry: I bet you were one of those annoying, goody-goody girls in school who wrote in perfect cursive on the board, brought the teacher cookies, and made perfect A's on neatly made projects with pleanty of help from daddy
Sally: As a matter of fact I did not make perfect A's, and I was the laughing stock of the school from a tragic incident
Harry: Ha ha ha, now this I have to hear
Sally: It's not a laughing matter, this was a traumatic experience.
Harry: Oh come now, what happend? You whitnessed the murder of your principal by your math teacher, with a calculator?
Sally: Oh!!! The truth is, I had an encounter with a deadly pistachio shell and very disturbed and troublesome young boy
Harry: A pistachio shell!!!! HAHAHAHA
Sally: Humph! The boy was eating during class, I yelled to tattle, which startled him and in an attempt to conceal the "evidence" he flicked the shells away. One struck me in the eye and stuck under my lid! I looked like an alien iguana with its eye cover down!
Harry: You know, you should go on Leno's "Stupid Human Tricks" with that one
Sally: (gives a noise of disgust and throws a magazine at Harry, causeing him to spill a drink all over his pants)... Everyone laughed and called me "Tattle Shell" until high school.

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