Genre Through Language. 3A1 English. 4 Key Features of a Narrative. Beginning – sets the scene, introduces the characters Main Body – an exciting incident or drama that leads to the…. Climax – the most exciting/ significant point.
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Genre Through Language
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WATSON: Holmes! There’s no time for that now. We have to free ourselves and locate that bomb before it blows us and half the neighbourhood to kingdom come.
HOLMES: Yes, indeed, old boy. Try to wiggle your fingers. Can you,old fellow?
WATSON: No, Holmes. Moriority has made these ropes so tight, I have lost all feeling in my hands.
WATSON: I see nothing funny about it, Holmes. Nothing at all. I cannot see where you would.
HOLMES: It’s just that my hands are perfectly well. However, I have lost all feeling in my left leg. And then there is the usual gout in the right one. I am not at all comfortable, Watson, what with these robes, this bomb, and my bloody gout.
WATSON: Gout? I didn’t know you had gout, Holmes.
HOLMES: There are quite a few things that you don’t know about me, Watson.
WATSON: Like what?
HOLMES: Oh, many things. But I fear it may be too late now for me to reveal less than a quarter of them. I shall begin with the A’s. Acne.
WATSON: Acne? I don’t believe it, Holmes!
HOLMES: Alas, yes. The great Holmes was once called…..pizza face.
WATSON: Holmes, no!
JACK (V.0.): People were always asking me, did I know Tyler Durden.
INT.SOCIAL ROOM – TOP FLOOR OF HIGH RISE
Tyler has one arm around Jack’s shoulder; the other hand holds a handgun with the barrel lodged in Jack’s mouth. Tyler is sitting in Jack’s lap. They are both sweating and disheveled, both around 30; Tyler is blond, handsome, and Jack, brunette, is appealing in a dry sort of way. Tyler looks at his watch.
TYLER: One minute. (looking out the window) This is the beginning. We’re at ground zero. Maybe you should say a few words, to mark the occasion.
JACK (V.O.): With a gun barrel between your teeth, you only speak in vowels.
Jack tongues the barrel to the side of his mouth.
JACK: (still distorted) I can’t think of anything.
JACK (V.O.): With my tongue, I can feel the rifling in the barrel. For a second, I totally forgot about Tyler’s whole controlled demolition thing and I wondered how clean this gun is.
Tyler checks his watch.
TYLER: It’s getting exciting now.
JACK (V.O.): That old saying, how you always hurt the one you love, well, it works both ways.
Jack turns so that he can see down – 31 stories.
JACK (V.O.): We have front row seats for this Theatre of Mass Destruction. The Demolition Committee of Project Mayhem wrapped the foundation columns of ten buildings with blasting gelatin. In two minutes, primary charges will blow base charges, and those buildings will be reduced to smouldering rubble. I know this because Tyler Durden knows this.
TYLER: Look what we’ve accomplished. (checks watch). 30 Seconds.
JACK (V.O.): Somehow, I realise all of this – the gun, the bombs, the revolution – is really about Marla Singer.
Rome. A street. Enter Flavius, Marullusand certain Commoners.
Flavius: Hence! home, you idle creatures, get you home.
Is this a holiday? What, know you not,
Being mechanical, you ought not walk
Upon a labouring day without the sign
Of your profession? Speak, what trade art thou?
1st Commoner: Why, sir, a carpenter.
Marullus: Where is thy leather apron, and thy rule? What dost thou with thy best apparel on? You, sir, what trade are you?
2nd Commoner: Truly, sir, in respect of the fine workman, I am but, as you would say, a cobbler.
Marullus: But what trade art thou? Answer me directly.
2nd Commoner: A trade, sir, that I hope I may use with a safe conscience; which is, indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles.
Marullus: What trade, thou knave? thou naughty knave, what trade?
2nd Commoner: Nay, I beseech you, sir, be not out with me: yet, if you be out, sir, I can mend you.
Marullus: What meanest thou by that? Mend me, thou saucy fellow?
2nd Commoner: Why, sir, cobble you.