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A Clockwork Orange
Based on the novel byAnthony Burgess
Screenplay by Stanley Kubrick
Produced by Stanley Kubrick
Directed by Stanley Kubrick
Cast List:
Malcolm McDowell Alex Patrick Magee Mr. Alexander Michael Bates Chief Guard Warren Clarke Dim John Clive Stage Actor Carl Duering Dr. Brodsky Paul Farrell Tramp Clive Francis Lodger Michael Gover Prison Governor Miriam Karlin Catlady James Marcus Georgie Philip Stone Dad Sheila Raynor Mum
FADE IN:
INT. KOROVA MILKBAR – NIGHT
Tables, chairs made of nude fibreglass figures.
Hypnotic atmosphere.
Alex, Pete, Georgie and Dim, teenagers stoned on their milk-plus, their feet resting on faces, crotches, lips of the sculptured furniture.
ALEX (V.O.) There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie and Dim and we sat in the Korova milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening. The Korova Milk Bar sold milkplus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra- violence. Our pockets were full of money so there was no need on that score, but, as they say, money isn't everything.
INT. PEDESTRIAN UNDERPASS TUNNEL – NIGHT
A Tramp lying in tunnel, singing.
TRAMP In Dublin's fair city Where the girls are so pretty I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone As she wheeled her wheelbarrow Through streets wide and narrow...
Shadows of the boys approaching fall across Tramp.
TRAMP Crying cockless and mussels alive, Alive O... Alive, alive O... Alive, alive O... Crying cockless and mussels alive, Alive O...
ALEX (V.O.) One thing I could never stand is to see a filthy, dirty old drunkie, howling away at the filthy songs of his fathers and going blerp, blerp
Billyboy gang on stage tearing clothes off a screaming Girl.
ALEX (V.O.) It was around by the derelict casino that we came across Billyboy and his four droogs. They were getting ready to perform a little of the old in-out, in-out on a weepy young devotchka they had there.
Alex and gang step out of the shadows.
ALEX Ho, Ho, Ho... Well, if it isn't stinking Billygoat Billyboy in poison. How are thou, thou globby bottle of cheap stinking chip oil? Come and get one in the yarbles, if you have any yarbles, you eunuch jelly thou.
Billyboy snaps open a switchblade knife.
BILLY BOY Let's get 'em boys.
The fight begins, chains, knives, kicking boots. Police siren.
ALEX The Police... come on, let's go... come on.
Alex and the boys rush out of casino.
EXT. / INT. CAR – NIGHT – FAST DRIVING SHOTS
Swerving car, forcing other cars off the road, trying to hit pedestrians, etc.
ALEX (V.O.) The Durango-95 purred away real horrorshow – a nice, warm vibraty feeling all through your guttiwuts. Soon it was trees and dark, my brothers, with real country dark. We fillied around for a while with
other travelers of the night, playing hogs of the road. Then we headed west, what we were after now was the old surprise visit, that was a real kick and good for laughs and lashing of the ultra-violent.
EXT. "HOME" – NIGHT
A cottage on its own, on outskirts of a village.
Bright moonlight. Cheery light inside.
Car pulls to stop.
Alex shushes his giggling boys and gets out of the car.
INT. "HOME" – NIGHT
Mr. Alexander typing. Bell rings.
MR. ALEXANDER Who on earth could that be?
MRS. ALEXANDER I'll see.
Mrs. Alexander, a good-looking red head in a red jumper suit.
MRS. ALEXANDER Yes? Who is it?
ALEX Excuse me, Mrs... will you please help, there's been a terrible accident.
She opens the door on the chain and peeps out.
ALEX My friend's lying in the middle of the road bleeding to death. Could I please use your telephone for an ambulance?
MRS. ALEXANDER
Alex turns to Dim who holds the struggling Mrs. Alexander.
ALEX Dim...
Dim sets her down but holds her firmly. Alex starts to sing – "Singin' in the Rain", accompanying it with a kind of tap dance.
ALEX (singing) I'm singing in the rain...
He kicks Mr. Alexander accenting the lyrics.
ALEX (singing) Just singing in the rain...
He clubs Mr. Alexander with stick, in the time to the music.
ALEX (singing) What a glorious feeling, I'm happy again.
He pushes a rubber ball into Mrs. Alexander's mouth and binds it with sellotape.
ALEX (singing) I'm laughing at clouds so dark up above. The sun's in my heart and I'm ready for love. Let the stormy clouds chase...
He kicks Mr. Alexander again.
ALEX (singing) ... everyone from the place. Come on with the rain...
He puts ball in Mr. Alexander's mouth and sellotapes it.
ALEX
(singing) ... I've a smile on my face. I'll walk down the lane... to a happy refrain. I'm singing... just singin' in the rain.
He knocks down the book cases and moves to Mrs. Alexander being held by Dim. Starts to repeat on song as he cuts slowly up each leg of her cat suit, until she is naked. This coincidences with the song finishing.
He turns to Mr. Alexander.
ALEX Viddy well, my little Brother. Viddy well.
INT. KOROVA MILKBAR – NIGHT
The boys enter yawning..
ALEX (V.O.) We were all feeling a bit shagged and fagged and fashed, it having been an evening of some small energy expenditure, O my brothers, so we got rid of the auto and stopped off at the Korova for a nightcap.
Dim moves over to milk machine and speaks to the statue of the nude girl.
DIM Hello Lucy, had a busy night?
Puts money in machine.
DIM We've been working hard too.
Takes glass.
DIM Pardon me. Luce.
He raises glass to breast, pulls red handle between her legs. Milk spurts into glass.
DIM
Yarbles, great bolshy yarblockos to you I'll meet you with chain, or nozh or britva, any time, not having you aiming tolchocks at me reasonless. It stands to reason, I won't have it.
ALEX A nozh scrap any time you say.
Dim weakens.
DIM Doobidoob... a bit tired maybe, everybody is. A long night for growing malchicks... best not to say more. Bedways is rigthways now, so best we go homeways and get a bit of spatchka. Right, right.
INT. ALEX'S FLATBLOCK – MAIN LOBBY ENTRANCE – NIGHT
Alex passes a mural in the hall. Nude men and women. Their massive stylised bodies embellished and decorated by handy pencil and ballpoint.
The elevator door is buckled.
INT. ALEX'S FLAT – NIGHT
Alex pees in toilet.
Alex goes into his room. Tosses his loot into a drawer, full of money, wristwatches, cameras, etc.
Fifty small loudspeakers cover one wall.
He puts his pet boa constrictor on tree branch mounted on the wall, above four Christ figures who have their arms intertwined like a chorus line.
He puts a cassette into the tape player.
A heavy shockwave of sound – Beethoven's 9th.
ALEX (V.O.) It had been a wonderful evening and what I needed now to give it the
perfect ending was a bit of the old Ludwig van.
Music starts.
ALEX (V.O.) Then, brothers, it came. O bliss, bliss and heaven, oh it was gorgeousness and georgeosity made flesh. The trombones crunched redgold under my bed, and behind my gulliver the trumpets three-wise, silver-flamed and there by the door the timps rolling through my guts and out again, crunched like candy thunder. It was like a bird of rarest spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a space ship, gravity all nonsense now. As I slooshied, I knew such lovely pictures. There were veeks and ptitsas laying on the ground screaming for mercy and I was smecking all over my rot and grinding my boot into their tortured litsos and there were naked devotchkas ripped and creeching against walls and I plunging like a shlaga into them.
INT. ALEX'S FLAT – DAY
He is asleep. The boa curled up at his feet. There is a knock on the door.
ALEX What d'you want?
EM It's past eight, Alex, you don't want to be late for school, son.
ALEX Bit of pain in the gulliver, Mum. Leave us be and I'll try to sleep it off... then I'll be as right as dodgers for this after.
EM
ALEX
Hi, hi, hi there, Mr. Deltoid, funny surprise to see you here.
DELTOID Ah, Alex boy, awake at last, yes? I met your mother on the way to work, yes? She gave me the key. She said something about a pain somewhere... hence not at school , yes?
ALEX A rather intolerable pain in the head, brother, sir. I think it should be clear by this afterlunch.
DELTOID Oh, or certainly by this evening, yes? The evening's a great time, isn't it, Alex boy?
ALEX A cup of the old chai, sir?
DELTOID No time, no time, yes. Sit, sit, sit.
Alex sits next to him.
ALEX To what do I owe this extreme pleasure, sir? Anything wrong, sir?
Deltoid "playfully" grabs Alex's hair.
DELTOID Wrong? Why should you think of anything being wrong, have you been doing something you shouldn't. Yes?
He shakes Alex's hair.
ALEX Just a manner of speech, sir.
DELTOID Well, yes, it's just a manner of speech from your Post Corrective
Advisor to you that you watch out, little Alex.
He puts his arm round Alex's shoulder.
DELTOID Because next time it's going to be the barry place and all my work ruined. If you've no respect for your horrible self, you at least might have some for me who'se sweated over you.
He slaps Alex on the knee.
DELTOID A big black mark I tell you for every one we don't reclaim. A confession of failure for every one of you who ends up in the stripy hole.
ALEX I've been doing nothing I shouldn't, sir. The millicents have nothing on me, brother, sir, I mean.
Deltoid pulls Alex down on the bed.
DELTOID Cut out all this clever talk about milicents. Just because the Police haven't picked you up lately doesn't, as you very well know, mean that you've not been up to some nastiness. There was a bit of a nastiness last night, yes. Some very extreme nastiness, yes. A few of a certain Billyboy's friends were ambluenced off late last night, yes. Your name was mentioned, the word's got thru to me by the usual channels. Certain friends of yours were named also. Oh, nobody can prove anything about anybody as usual, but I'm warning you, little Alex, being a good friend to you as always, the one
ALEX
Pardon me, brother. I ordered this two weeks ago. Could you see if it's arrived.
CLERK OK. I'll see if it's in.
Clerk exits. Alex turns to the girls.
ALEX Pardon me, ladies
He steps in between them and goes through the motions, looking through.
ALEX Enjoying it then, my darling?... A bit cold and pointless isn't it, my lovely... What's happened to yours, my little sister?
Marty giggles.
MARTY Who you getten bratty, Goggly Gogol? Johnny Zhivago? The Heaven Seventeen?
ALEX What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful portable picnic players. Come with Uncle and hear all proper. Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.
INT. ALEX'S BEDROOM – DAY
The two girls, naked, jumping up and down on Alex's still unmade bed zonked by the booming, all engulfing sound of Alex's incredible Hi-Fi.
INT. ALEX'S FLATBLOCK – LOBBY HALL – DAY
Alex finds the gang waiting for him.
ALEX
Hi, hi, hi, there
ALL THREE Well, hello.
DIM He are here! He have arrived! Hooray!
ALEX Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well. To what do I owe the extreme pleasure of this surprising visit?
Georgie rises.
GEORGIE We got worried. There we were waiting and drinking away at the old knify Moloko and you had not turned up and we thought you might have been like offended by something or other, so around we come to your abode.
ALEX Appy polly loggies. I had something of a pain in the gulliver so had to sleep. I was not awakened when I gave orders for awakening.
DIM Sorry about the pain. Using the gulliver to much like, eh? Giving orders and disciplining and that perhaps, eh? You sure the pain's gone? You sure you'll not be happier back up in bed.
ALEX Lets get things nice and sparkling clear. This sarcasm, if I may call it such, does not become you, O my brothers. As I am your droog and leader, I am entitled to know what goes on, eh? Now then, Dim, what does that great big horsy gape of a grin portend?
Good. Real horrorshow. Initiative comes to them as waits. I've taught you much, my little droogies. Now tell me what you have in mind, Georgie Boy.
GEORGIE Oh, the old moloko-plus first, would you not say
DIM Moloko-plus.
GEORGIE Something to sharpen us up, you especially. We have the start.
EXT. FLATBLOCK MARINE – DAY
The gang come out of the flatblock and walk along the marina.
ALEX (V.O.) As we walked along the flatblock marina, I was calm on the outside but thinking all the time, so now it was to be Georgie the General, saying what we should do and what not to do, and Dim as his mindless, grinning bulldog. But, suddenly, I viddied that thinking was for the gloopy ones and that the oomny ones use like inspiration and what Bog sends, for now it was lovely music that came to my aid and I viddied at once what to do. There was a window open with the stereo on.
IN SLOW MOTION
Alex clubs Georgie into water with his stick. Dim swings chain. Alex ducks. Dim goes into water.
Alex kneels, hands behind back, takes knife from sword stick, offers hand to help Dim, and slashes Dim when he gets it.
Dim falls back into the water.
Alex laughs.
INT. DUKE OF NEW YORK PUB
The four boys sit round table.
ALEX (V.O.) I had not put into any of Dim's main cables and so, with the help of a clean tashtook, the red, red kroovy stopped, and it did not take long to quieten the two wounded soldiers, down in the snug in the Duke of New York. Now they knew who was Master and Leader. Sheep, thought I, but a real leader knows always when like to give and show generous to his unders.
ALEX Well, now we're back to where we were. Yes? Just like before and all forgotten? Right, right, right.
ALL BOYS Right. Right. Right.
ALEX Well, Georgie Boy. This idea you've got for tonight. Well, tell us all about it then.
GEORGIE Not tonight – not this nochy.
ALEX Come, come, come, Georgie Boy. You're a big strong chelloveck like us all. We're not little children, are we, Georgie Boy? What, then, didst thou in thy mind have?
Confrontation. Georgie backs down.
GEORGIE It's this Health Farm. A bit out of the town. Isolated. It's owned by this like very rich ptitsa who lives there with her cats. The
