evelyn 'evy' carnahan; the mummy
So. A month or so ago I finally watched the Mummy. I know, I know. It's been out long enough to have two sequels, and I've only just watched it. I also loved it. And I especially loved Evy - hence this picspam. Unfortunately, this is incomplete. I really thought I would be done with this by the picspammy deadline of the 28th, but work and getting ready for uni (and finishing Season Two and half of Season Three of The West Wing in two days - this is becoming a bona fide obsession, but that's a story for another entry) have eaten up a lot of my time, so let's call this part one! :D
INT. CAIRO MUSEUM OF ANTIQUITIES - DAY
Deep in the bowels of the museum lie the STACKS. Rows upon rows of towering bookshelves. Filled with literature on the Antiquities. Standing at the top of a tall ladder between two of these rows and leaning against one of the bookshelves, is a rather uninteresting British GIRL: eye-glasses, hair-in-a-bun, long boring dress, your typical prudish nightmare.
This is EVELYN CARNAHAN. We're going to fall in love with her.
" You put up with me, because I can read and write ancient Egyptian, decipher hieroglyphs and hieratic, and I'm the only person within a thousand miles who knows how to properly code and catalogue this library! "
JONATHAN: My whole life I've never found anything, Evy. *Please* tell me I've found something.
[Evelyn opens the strange box, inside lies an ancient map]
EVELYN: Jonathan?
JONATHAN: Yes?
EVELYN: I think you found something.
RICK: So who's the broad?
EVELYN: Broad?!
EVELYN: [about O'Connell] Personally, I think he's filthy, rude, a complete scoundrel. I don't like him one bit.
RICK: Anyone I know?
RICK: Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya.
EVELYN:The only thing that scares me, Mister O'Connell, are your manners.
RICK: Still angry that I kissed ya, huh?
EVELYN: If you call that a kiss.
" Did I miss something? Are we going into battle? "
EVELYN: The map! We need the map!
RICK: Relax! I'm the map! (taps his forehead) It's all up here.
EVELYN: Oh that's comforting!
JONATHAN: I can't believe the price of these fleabags.
RICK: We coulda had 'em for free, all we had to do was give 'em your sister.
JONATHAN: Yes, awfully tempting, wasn't it?
(EVELYN steps into view)
RICK: ...awfully.
EVELYN: Let's be nice, children, if we're going to play together, we must learn to share.
(Evelyn gently takes O'Connell's gun hand and pulls it down.)
EVELYN: There are other places to dig.
EVELYN: Then they stuck a sharp, red hot poker up your nose, swizzled it around a bit, and then ripped it all out through your nostrils!
RICK: OUCH! That's really gotta hurt!
EVELYN: It's called mummification...you're dead when they do this.
EVELYN: Unlike my brother, sir, I know when to say no.
RICK: Unlike your brother, Miss, you I don't get.
EVELYN: I know, you're wondering, what's a place like me doing in a girl like this?
EVELYN: Look, I... I may not be an explorer, or an adventurer, or a treasure-seeker, or a gunfighter, Mr. O'Connell, but I am proud of what I am.
RICK: And what is that?
EVELYN: I am a librarian!
Please don't reuse the images. The original screencaps were from ariane179254, you can find them here. :]
Quotes from the original script, apologies for any discrepancies with the finished film.
To be continued, provided my uni course doesn't swallow me alive first!
INT. CAIRO MUSEUM OF ANTIQUITIES - DAY
Deep in the bowels of the museum lie the STACKS. Rows upon rows of towering bookshelves. Filled with literature on the Antiquities. Standing at the top of a tall ladder between two of these rows and leaning against one of the bookshelves, is a rather uninteresting British GIRL: eye-glasses, hair-in-a-bun, long boring dress, your typical prudish nightmare.
This is EVELYN CARNAHAN. We're going to fall in love with her.
" You put up with me, because I can read and write ancient Egyptian, decipher hieroglyphs and hieratic, and I'm the only person within a thousand miles who knows how to properly code and catalogue this library! "
JONATHAN: My whole life I've never found anything, Evy. *Please* tell me I've found something.
[Evelyn opens the strange box, inside lies an ancient map]
EVELYN: Jonathan?
JONATHAN: Yes?
EVELYN: I think you found something.
RICK: So who's the broad?
EVELYN: Broad?!
EVELYN: [about O'Connell] Personally, I think he's filthy, rude, a complete scoundrel. I don't like him one bit.
RICK: Anyone I know?
RICK: Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya.
EVELYN:The only thing that scares me, Mister O'Connell, are your manners.
RICK: Still angry that I kissed ya, huh?
EVELYN: If you call that a kiss.
" Did I miss something? Are we going into battle? "
EVELYN: The map! We need the map!
RICK: Relax! I'm the map! (taps his forehead) It's all up here.
EVELYN: Oh that's comforting!
JONATHAN: I can't believe the price of these fleabags.
RICK: We coulda had 'em for free, all we had to do was give 'em your sister.
JONATHAN: Yes, awfully tempting, wasn't it?
(EVELYN steps into view)
RICK: ...awfully.
EVELYN: Let's be nice, children, if we're going to play together, we must learn to share.
(Evelyn gently takes O'Connell's gun hand and pulls it down.)
EVELYN: There are other places to dig.
EVELYN: Then they stuck a sharp, red hot poker up your nose, swizzled it around a bit, and then ripped it all out through your nostrils!
RICK: OUCH! That's really gotta hurt!
EVELYN: It's called mummification...you're dead when they do this.
EVELYN: Unlike my brother, sir, I know when to say no.
RICK: Unlike your brother, Miss, you I don't get.
EVELYN: I know, you're wondering, what's a place like me doing in a girl like this?
EVELYN: Look, I... I may not be an explorer, or an adventurer, or a treasure-seeker, or a gunfighter, Mr. O'Connell, but I am proud of what I am.
RICK: And what is that?
EVELYN: I am a librarian!
Please don't reuse the images. The original screencaps were from ariane179254, you can find them here. :]
Quotes from the original script, apologies for any discrepancies with the finished film.
To be continued, provided my uni course doesn't swallow me alive first!