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奥斯卡经典影片《最后一站》完整版英文剧本wordformat

THELASTSTATION

BasedontheNovelby

JanParini

Screenplayby

MichaelHoffman

Allhappyfamiliesarethesame.Eachunhappyfamilyis

unhappyinitsownway.

LeoTolstoy-AnnaKarenina

1EXT.COUNTRYSIDE.DAY.1

Highangleofthesteamtraintravellingthroughawide

rivervalley.ThestackbelchingsmokeagainsttheRussian

sky.

2INT.SECONDCLASSCARRIAGE.COUNTRYSIDE.DAY.2

LeoTolstoy（80）,sitswritingonhislapboard.Heisquite

simplythegreatestlivingwriterintheworld.His

devotiontopacifism,hisrejectionofthetrappingsof

OrthodoxyinfavorofasimpleChristianlifestyleconvince

manytoregardhimasalivingsaint.Withhimarehismuch

youngerwife,theCOUNTESSSOFYA,favoritedaughterSASHA,

andhispersonalphysicianDUSHANMAKOVITSKY.Sashaand

Dushanwriteintheirdiaries.Sofyalooksfromonetothe

nextalittleimpatient.Thetrainbeginstoslow.

SOFYA

Whyareweslowingdown?

Nooneresponds.Slower.Slower.

SOFYA

We’restopping.Whyarewe

stopping?

SASHA

Idon’tknow,mother.Noidea.

Tolstoylookupfromhiswork,asksapassingconductor.

SOFYA

Excuseme,whyhasthetrain

stopped?

CONDUCTOR

It’sthecrowd,ma’m,thepeople.

They’reblockingthetrack.

Inthedistancewecanherevoices.

VOICES（O.S.）

LongliveTolstoy!

Longlivethe

oldwarrior!

SOFYA

Butiftheyblockthetrack,the

traincan’tgo...YOUHAVETOMAKE

THEMMOVE.

Theconductorshrugs,walksaway.Shegoestothewindowto

investigate.Acrowdofahundredpeasants,students

surroundtheengine,blockthetrack.Theycarryahuge

clothbannerhonoringTolstoy.Wecanhearvoiceschanting

“Tolstoy.Tolstoy.Tolstoy”,voicescrying“Youarethe

truth.”“YouarethehopeoftheRussianpeople.”

SOFYA

Oh,theywon’tmove.Weare

gonnadiehere.Leo,Leo,goand

saysomethingtothem.It’sthe

onlywaywearegonnagetoutof

here.

Thechantinggrowsinintensity.Tolstoygetstohisfeet,

walkstothewindow,showshimselftothecrowd.Agreat

shoutgoesup.Tolstoyliftshishandforsilence.

Gradually,itcomes.

TOLSTOY

Ihaveseenyourbanner.AndI´ve

heardwhatyousay.YouthinkI´m

thehopeofRussia,doyou?

Well,

that´snottrue.Youarethehope

ofRussia.Thehopeofallthe

world.Yousay,youwantanew

waytolive?

Well,youarenot

gonnafinditmakingafussover

me.So,Isuggestthatyougeton

withyourworkandletapoorold

mengetonwithhis.

Thecriesbegin.“Clearthetracks.Letthempass.Letthem

go.”Tolstoyclosesthedoorandwavestothecrowdasthe

trainpullsaway.

3EXT.COUNTRYSIDE.DAY.3

Onthechantingcrowdnowasthetrainpullsaway.We

focusonahandsomeyoungman,alittlestiffmaybe,a

littleintellectual.ThisisVALENTINFEDOROVITCH

BULGAKOV.Hecan’tcontainhisenthusiasm.Overthenoise

ofthetrain.

VALENTIN

Doyouknowwhothatis?

Thatis

thegreatestmanintheworld.

Thetrainpullsawayintothedistance.

TITLEOVERBLACK:

SPRING1910

4EXT.YASNAYAPOLYANA.DAWN.4

TheancestralhomeoftheTolstoyfamilyinthefirst

buddingofspring.

2.

Muzhiks（peasants）gatherwood,carrywatertothehouse.A

cartarrivesloadeddownwithmailbags.

5INT.YASNAYAPOLYANA.SOFYA’SBEDROOM.DAY.5

Ahandsomeroom,wallscoveredwithgenerationsoffamily

photographs.Religiousiconsaregivenprideofplace,a

testament,nottopiety,buttoaningrainedsocial

conservatism,acertainpositionintheworld.

CountessSofyamumbleshermorningprayersbeforeamake

shiftaltar.Wipingawaytears,sheleavestheroom.

5AINT.YASNAYAPOLYANA.ENTRY/STAIR.DAY.5A

Sofyawalksdownthestairsandthroughtheentrypassedan

oldservantasleepinachair.Shecontinuestothe

basement.

6INT.YASNAYAPOLYANA.TOLSTOY’SBEDROOM/STUDY.DAY.6

Tolstoyhasmovedhimselfoutoftherefinedupperfloors

intoasimplevaultedroomheusesasbothbedroomand

study.Thewallsarebareexceptforaportraitofhis

daughter.Thefurnitureissimple,someofithandmade:

a

smallbedagainstthewall,alittlewritingdeskinone

cornerstackedwithbooks,litteredwithpapers,moremail,

openedandunopened.Pairsofrudehomemadeshoeslinea

workbench.

Tolstoysleepsinhisbed.Thoughit’slateMarchand

stillcold,thewindowisopen.Sofyaclosesit.She

standsverystill,watchingTolstoysleep.Sittingonthe

bed,shegentlytoucheshishand,whispers.

SOFYA

Darling.

Sheliesnexttohim,somethinggirlish,hopefulinher

face,asifwaitingforhimtowakeupandadoreher,but

hesleepson.Shecarefullytakeshisarm,positionsit

underherneck,androllingtowardhim,wrapsitaround

her.Theimageoflove’sintimacy,ofweddedbliss.

Hishandslipsoffhershoulder,once,twice.Shemoves

awkwardlytoreplaceit.Hemovesalittletowardher.She

kisseshisneck,hischeek.Wedon’tknowifhe’sawak