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A) The opening: Lawrence's Death. (The close-shot of the motor-cycle, right after the finish of the credits, was to be the title backgrounds. The high angle shot of the motor-cycle was an afterthought).
1. As a background to the SCREEN CREDITS the following:
CLOSE SHOT of the MOTOR BICYCLE. It is large, powerful and in beautiful condition. We can see that it is standing in some kind of country shed with a background of work-bench, petrol cans and so on. A few wild flowers, dandelions and such, are stuffed rather roughly in a jam jar on the work-bench. The shed is open-fronted and the motor bicycle and it's background are dappled with sunlight falling through nearby leaves. A MAN comes and stands between us and the machine with his back towards us. We can only see him from the buttocks down. He is wearing heavy motor-cycling boots and slaps onto the petrol tank a pair of gauntlet gloves. CAMERA stays on this while he prepares the machine - filling the tank, adjusting choke and mixture controls, ad lib as needed. He mounts and kicks the starter and moves off frame, with a roar.
2. PANNING SHOT. The motor-cycle leaves the farmyard into the lane.
As background to FINAL CREDITS, The peaceful farmyard; noise of motor-bike receding to silence. Then sharp cut to:
3. EXTREME CLOSE SHOT. The MOTOR-CYCLIST. Head and shoulders. On SOUND TRACK engine roaring. He is so heavily begoggled and mufflered as to be anonymous but he wears no helmet and his bright hair is ruffled in the slipstream.
4. MOVING SHOT of the road ahead. At a distance, the road is up. It is too early in the morning for the workers to be there; a NIGHT WATCHMAN yawns over his brazier. A notice says "WARNING. Drain laying. Roadworks ahead". We throttle down and pass the roadworks, still too fast and bank for a corner. Round the corner a similar roadworks and a similar notice which we see nearer than before, the word "WARNING" looming larger. Again we throttle down and pass the roadworks, again too fast, and are accelerating immediately towards a second corner.
Coming out of the corner a third roadworks ahead. The same notice repeated, this time the word "WARNING" almost filling the screen.
5. CLOSE SHOT of the MOTOR-CYCLIST. The scarf has slipped a little and we can see his mouth. It is neither smiling nor particularly determined but it set's into a sort of still calm as the CYCLIST accelerates:
Through the roadworks far too fast. We swerve to the left, to the right, tilt, approach a blind bridge, are out of control, spin, crash.
6. CLOSE SHOT. A piece of road. The goggles slither along it up to CAMERA.
Note: The main title background was filmed in Almeria, Spain.
Lawrence's death was filmed on two roads, Stone Hill Road and Staple Hill Road, in Chobham Common, Surrey, England. These scenes were among the last to be filmed in September, 1962, three months before the World Premiere!
Map Room
This brief dialog exchange, at the tail end of the scene, was deleted between the SERGEANT and the CORPORAL.
18) contd. THE CAMERA IS PANNING with him (LAWRENCE) on the way to the door. He opens it and turns.
LAWRENCE: Oh, if Captain Gibbon (he articulates the name with special politeness) should enquire for me, tell him I've gone for a chat with the General.
He turns to go.
19) CLOSE SHOT. The SERGEANT and CORPORAL.
SERGEANT: (not looking up) Right you are, tosh.
CORPORAL: (with just a shade of resentment) He's barmy.
SERGEANT: He's alright. (he slips from his stool and glances at the flimsy) Good Lord, he has too.
CORPORAL: What?
SERGEANT: Gone to see the General.
C) General Murray's Office, Cairo.
The difference between this scene and the way it finished up is at the very start. *The screen is filled with a huge three-dimensional map of Arabia. (This can now only be seen in the background).
26) INT. GENERAL MURRAY'S OFFICE, CAIRO.
CLOSE SHOT. GENERAL MURRAY is one of those regulation officers whose pride is to appear more regulation than anyone can be. His face is hard and shrewd, his expression exasperated. He is seated at his desk. On the wall behind him is an "Illustrated London News" type pen and ink sketch of heavy artillery on the Western front. On the ledge under the picture is a collection of empty shell cases of varying sizes. GENERAL MURRAY is adressing DRYDEN, a donnish man with a pale, lined, lively face, wearing civilian clothes who at this moment has his back to us as he stands looking out of a window overlooking the gardens of the headquarters.*
MURRAY: I smell an intrigue! An intrigue between the Arab Bureau and a junior officer of my staff! A very junior officer, an insubordinate junior officer, an officer who, so far as I can gather, has proved markedly incompetent in a very junior post.
D) INT. CORRIDOR. A few lines of dialog were removed from the head of this scene.
48) CLOSE TRACKING SHOT. DRYDEN and LAWRENCE. THE CAMERA IS TRACKING on a CLOSE SHOT of DRYDEN. LAWRENCE runs up behind him.
LAWRENCE: Oh shabash, Dryden!
DRYDEN (avoids him and keeps walking).
DRYDEN: (reproving) He's not a bad chap, Lawrence.
LAWRENCE: No he's not a bad chap, he's a fool. (grins in anticipation) How did you do it?
DRYDEN (again avoids him and goes on walking).
DRYDEN: You might better ask me why I bothered to......
INT. DRYDEN'S OFFICE
49) MEDIUM SHOT. This is a room at once similar to but utterly different from GENERAL MURRAY'S. It is elegantly furnished and carpeted, the room of a cultivated xenophile. There are pictures of ancient desert monuments and fragments of carving.
LAWRENCE: Good. And when I've found him?
DRYDEN: Find out what kind of man he is. Find out - (his gaze wanders somewhat) - what his intentions are. I don't mean his immediate intentions - that's Colonel Brighton's business, not yours. I mean his intentions in Arabia altogether.
LAWRENCE appreciates the significance of all this. He walks away a little and comes to rest with his hand on a fragment of stone.
LAWRENCE: Oh that's nice...
DRYDEN agrees. LAWRENCE puts down the piece of stone.
LAWRENCE: Where are they now?
DRYDEN: Anywhere within 300 miles of Medina. They're Hashemite Bedouins, thay can cross 60 miles of desert in a day.
LAWRENCE throws back his head in silent rapture.
LAWRENCE: Oh, thanks Dryden. This is going to be fun!
DRYDEN: Lawrence, only two kinds of creature get 'fun' in the desert, Bedouins... and - (his gaze wanders round the photographs of silent sun-scorched figures and the fragments of stone) - gods. And you're neither. Take it from me for ordinary men it's a burning fiery furnace.
DRYDEN is irritably tapping a black Russian cigarette for himself. LAWRENCE steps forward, takes a box of matches and lights it for him.
LAWRENCE: (very quietly) No, Dryden, it's going to be fun.
The set intensity of his expression is in utter contradiction to his words.
50) CLOSE UP. DRYDEN. He looks from the burning match in LAWRENCE's fingers to LAWRENCE's face.
DRYDEN: (rather sourly) It is recognized that you have a funny sense of fun.
51) CLOSE UP. LAWRENCE. He smiles and raises the flame to his lips. He bows it out in the normal manner.
DISSOLVE TO:
52) SUNRISE IN THE DESERT:
A series of shots taken with an under-cranked camera so that the change from grey dawn to brilliant sunlight is speeded. The audience should be unaware of the trick process, but from the first appearance of the sun over the horizon and the casting of the first shadow there should be a constant sense of movement as the sun rises higher and higher and the shadows grow shorter and shorter. Prominent in the composition of almost every shot should be the footprints of two camels. We do not see the actual camels until the series of under-cranked shots are finished and we
CUT TO
53) THE SUN, now a searing white.
54) LONG SHOT. A brilliantly lit desert vista of sand and rock. The tiny figures of two MEN on camels appear over a distant ridge.
F) Lawrence and Tafas. The conclusion to the water-drinking dialog scene was filmed and deleted.
57) CLOSE SHOT. LAWRENCE and TAFAS. Almost involuntarily LAWRENCE takes in a deep breath of air.
TAFAS: Here you may drink, one cup.
LAWRENCE unstraps a tin army mug and fills it from his water bottle. He is about to drink and then stops.
LAWRENCE: You do not drink?
TAFAS: No.
LAWRENCE: I will drink when you do.
LAWRENCE begins to return the water to the bottle.
TAFAS: (grunts and shrugs) I am bedu.
DISSOLVE TO:
58) LONG SHOT. A MUD FLAT UNDER FLOATING DUST. (But the mud flat should be broken by rocks and not comparable to the Nefud mud flat later, and the dust does not comparable to either the opaque wall of the dust-storm nor the weird effect of Sinai. This is, as it were, a mere introduction to and explanation of the phenomenon.)
59) MED. TRACKING SHOT. LAWRENCE and TAFAS emerge well powdered from one small cloud into clarity. TAFAS ties his headcloth round his mouth. LAWRENCE spits out dust while TAFAS is doing this and TAFAS looks at him. They are obscured again.
60) MED. TRACKING SHOT. They emerge. TAFAS offers to LAWRENCE a bit of rag, intimating in mime that he should tie it over his mouth. LAWRENCE hesitates. They are obscured again.
61) MED. TRACKING SHOT. They emerge, LAWRENCE with the rag tied over his mouth. CAMERA PANS with them.
62) LONG SHOT. They ride away from us towards the next cloud which distantly drifts down towards them.
DISSOLVE TO:
63) MED. SHOT. It is evening and the two camels are approaching the long shadows of a circle of juniper bushes and high sheltering rocks which frame a secluded hollow of soft-coloured sands. The camels are brought to a halt.
64) CLOSE SHOT. TAFAS and LAWRENCE.
TAFAS: We will sleep here.
The camels are made to kneel and TAFAS dismounts. For a moment LAWRENCE remains in the saddle easing his aching back, then, anxious to hide his discomfiture, he climbs stiffly out of the saddle only to find that standing is even more painful. TAFAS has untied his water skin and brings it to LAWRENCE.
TAFAS: (smiling) And now we will both drink.
LAWRENCE undoes his cup and holds it out.
TAFAS: (pouring the water) You do well...Aurens.
LAWRENCE: Lawrence.
TAFAS: Aurens.
LAWRENCE raises his cup to him. They both drink.
65) CLOSE SHOT. A red sun low on the horizon.
DISSOLVE TO:
66) LONG SHOT. A huge cliff of dazzling white sand leading up to a ridge backed by deep blue sky. After a few moments the small figures of the two MOUNTED MEN appear over the crest.
67) CLOSE SHOT. TAFAS signals a halt and both MEN stare down at the landscape below.
68) LONG SHOT. A wide and empty plateau with mountains in the distance.
69) CLOSE SHOT. TAFAS points out ahead, but seeing nothing, LAWRENCE unslings an old pair of binoculars and raises them to his eyes.....
G) LAWRENCE and ALI - First Meeting At The Well. (Some lines were omitted. A piece of action not in the screenplay was filmed and deleted. ALI, mounted on his camel, in a playful manner races back and forth several times past LAWRENCE, barely missing him.)
106) MED. SHOT. LAWRENCE stands with his back to CAMERA in the foreground of picture. In the background the STRANGER rides slowly towards him and finally comes to a halt on the other side of the dead man. After a glance to make sure that TAFAS is dead he thrusts his rifle into the saddle holster, unwinds his headcloth, and leaps gracefully to the ground. He is a handsome young man of about LAWRENCE's age; an impressive figure in both bearing and costume. He picks up the pistol. He examines it.
ALI: Is this pistol yours, English?
LAWRENCE: No, his.
So ALI stuffs it complacently into his own waistband and approaches the well followed by his camel. He picks up the tin mug which is lying on the wall of the trough.
ALI: His?
LAWRENCE: Mine.
ALI: (as one who confers a compliment) Then I will use it.
He scoops a little water from the trough and does so, LAWRENCE turns TAFAS onto his back.
ALI: He is dead.
LAWRENCE leaves TAFAS and approaches ALI.
LAWRENCE: Yes. Why?
ALI: This is my well.
LAWRENCE: I have drunk from it.
ALI: (politely) You are welcome.
They look at one another. Neither of them frightened but in mutual incomprehension.
ALI: (comforting) He was nothing, English.
LAWRENCE: Then why kill him?
ALI: He was nothing. The well is everything. And it is mine. I am Sherif Ali Ibn El Kharish.
LAWRENCE: (this is real news evidently, and makes LAWRENCE's mood more thoughtful) I have heard of you.
ALI: (pleased) So?
LAWRENCE: (indignation rising spontaneously) I had not heard you were a murderer.
ALI: (after a little pause. Quietly) You are angry, English.
LAWRENCE: He was my friend.
ALI: (looks at TAFAS) That? (looks at LAWRENCE)
LAWRENCE: Yes, that.
ALI raises his fine eyebrows, but politely refrains from comment.
LAWRENCE finds himself defending his humanitarian position, which makes him the more angry.
LAWRENCE: He was taking me to help Prince Feisal!
ALI: (mounts and calls back) He was a Hazami of the Beni Salem. The Beni Salem are blood enemies to the Harith. They may not drink at our wells. (shrugs) He knew that.
ALI raises his head in salute and turns his camel back on to the mud flat.
LAWRENCE: (calling after him) Sherif Ali! So long as the Arabs fight tribe against tribe, so long will they be a little people.
107)CLOSE UP. LAWRENCE, emphasizing every word.
LAWRENCE: A silly people! Greedy, barbarous and cruel - as you are!
ALI rides out of picture, leaving the screen filled with blue sky......
Note: Further dialog between LAWRENCE and ALI not in screenplay when LAWRENCE refuses ALI's offer to take him to Feisal's camp indicates that this may have been written on the location.
H) LAWRENCE, FARRAJ and DAUD. Akaba - From The Land! (The latter part of this scene was filmed and deleted)
176) MEDIUM SHOT. The stone lands at LAWRENCE's feet. At first he seems not to notice it, but then, without interrupting his concentration, he aimlessly picks up the stone, bounces it up and down in the palm of his hand, and walks slowly away. The IMPS get up and run out of picture.
DISSOLVE:
177) LONG SHOT. DAY. LAWRENCE is sitting under a stunted desert tree. One of the BOYS sits before him, the OTHER is busy behind him. Apart from this tiny group, the frame is completely empty, above, below, and to either side.
178) MEDIUM SHOT: The SAME. FARRAJ is hanging an odd piece of cloth in the branches so that LAWRENCE's head is shaded. Three or four yards in front of LAWRENCE, with his back to camera, sits DAUD - also cross-legged - watching him as he continues playing with the stone. FARRAJ comes and sits near to DAUD, so that LAWRENCE is framed between the backs of the two BOYS. The CAMERA starts to creep in towards LAWRENCE. The music, which has never stopped, builds up and up. LAWRENCE begins to hold the stone so tightly that his fist vibrates with the unconscious effort. He looks directly up at the two BOYS, but his eyes are focused on the distance and he is not really seeing them.
179) CLOSE UP. The IMPS stare back. They don't know why, but they are rather frightened.
180) CLOSE UP: LAWRENCE. The music stops. There is a pause.
LAWRENCE: (quietly) Akaba.
181) CLOSE UP: The two BOYS don't understand.
182) MEDIUM SHOT: LAWRENCE and the BOYS.
183) LAWRENCE: Akaba - from the land!
He comes to and chucks the stone at the BOYS. DAUD catches it, then looks up in surprise and points to LAWRENCE's hand. It is bleeding. LAWRENCE licks his palm mechanically, and above his hand we see his gaze is no longer inwards but outwards and actively excited. He gets to his feet. Exciting, whirling music begins. The CAMERA PANS and TRACKS with LAWRENCE as he walks away from the three. The two BOYS follow close behind. LAWRENCE walks faster and faster until he is running - as a man runs who has a specific destination. The music builds. The camp appears in the background and the run becomes a race. LAWRENCE disappears among the tents, and the BOYS put on a spurt but DAUD trips over a root and goes sprawling, and MUSIC stops when:
CUT TO:
184) CLOSE SHOT. ALI.
ALI: You are mad. To come to Akaba by land we should have to cross the Nefud...
I) INTERIOR OF ALLENBY'S PRIVATE APARTMENT IN CAIRO (Part 2, Page 35)
102) CLOSE SHOT. LAWRENCE'S mask cracks. He turns to ALI and shouts:
What would you recommend me to do, Ali?
What would you recommend?
DISSOLVE
103) MEDIUM SHOT. Interior ALLENBY's private apartment in Cairo. A spacious room with, at the far end, a working desk and chair, and nearer to the CAMERA a fireplace against which ALLENBY leans, and a few upholstered chairs in one of which BRIGHTON is sitting. It is night time and cosy lamps are lit. The fans are motionless (whereas before we have seen them spinning) and there is a fire in the grate. On the mantlepiece, by ALLENBY, the Country Life calendar proclaims December with an Olde English hunting scene. ALLENBY has a light plaid shawl thrown over his shoulders, and he swills a whisky and soda in a large tumbler. He is silently regarding BRIGHTON and although the professional mask is firmly in place he looks unusually thoughtful and a little triste. BRIGHTON, who has flung his Sam Browne on the back of his chair, and also has a glass of whiskey and soda at his elbow, is labouring through the last of a sheaf of official reports. When he concludes, he hands them to ALLENBY, with a grave face.
BRIGHTON: He hasn't one-tenth so many men, sir.
BRIGHTON: Well yes and no, sir ... He doesn't claim to have done anything he hasn't done.
ALLENBY: Then there is an "Arab North Army".
BRIGHTON: (considers) No sir. He has lied about that.
ALLENBY: Any idea why?
BRIGHTON: (with a half smile) It's his army, I suppose.
ALLENBY: (shortly) It's Prince Feisal's army ... Think he's gone native Harry?
BRIGHTON: (his brows puckered) N-n-n-o-o-o. (with a flash of inspiration) He would if he could. (with a flash of self-doubt) I think. (uncomfortably) Not my line of country this, sir.
He is puzzled by the mood of his CHIEF.
ALLENBY: (reassuring) Doesn't matter ... I'm just curious. What matters is: I believed it and the Turks believe it. They're offering twenty-thousand pounds for him.
BRIGHTON: Good God.
ALLENBY: (turns away - and CLOSE SHOT - prods idly at the fire with his toe) Yes. Shouldn't say he'd long to live would you?
BRIGHTON: (impulsively) Whatever else sir, he ...!
ALLENBY: (interrupting rather impatiently) Oh surely, surely ... If he's still going North, with fifty men, he doesn't lack guts ... (brooding) I wonder if they'd offer that much for me ...
He turns briskly with the air, of one who breaks off an improper indulgence.
Well, what about next year? Will they come back to him?
BRIGHTON: Shouldn't be surprised, sir. They think he some kind of prophet.
ALLENBY: (harshly) They do or he does?
He walks away to the working desk taking the paper with him, calling back as he goes:
They seem to think he's a kind of machine. Dryden had a letter from some old beggar behind Damascus; "Send us an Aurens and we will blow up trains with it". That's poetry, isn't it?
And his voice has a harsh sounding crack in it.
BRIGHTON: (on SOUND TRACK) (uneasy) I wouldn't know, sir.
ALLENBY: And that's what these are (he wags the papers before throwing them down) Not lies, poems.
BRIGHTON: Don't quite follow, sir.
104)CLOSE SHOT. BRIGHTON, his care-worn, innocent face, creased with effort to be in time with his chief.
ALLENBY: (with a sudden rush of affection for things familiar) You're a good chap, Harry.
BRIGHTON: (a laugh is jerked out of him by the unexpectedness of it) Thank you, Sir!
ALLENBY: (approaching) Nice to have a fire again.
BRIGHTON: Yes, Sir.
105)CLOSE SHOT. ALLENBY by the fire, and again we see the calendar.
ALLENBY: Quite like home...
CUT
106)EXTERIOR. Night. Ruins of EL-JAMAL.
J) The complete 'TERRACE' scene.
Part Two, pages 69 through 78:
203: MEDIUM SHOT. THE TERRACE outside ALLENBY'S OFFICE. LAWRENCE is seated in a chair. ALLENBY leaning against a pillar, his bottom on the terrace railing.
ALLENBY: ....Yes. Well you've had a glimpse of the pit.
LAWRENCE: No, a glimpse of sanity. (hard) And I'm not going back.
There is a short pause. LAWRENCE's eyes are on the General's epaulettes. ALLENBY notices the look, glances at his crown and crossed swords, and begins to unbutton his jacket.
ALLENBY: You won't go mad, Lawrence. (quite indifferently) You've got an iron mind.
LAWRENCE: (grimly) Oh no. (but he is pleased)
ALLENBY: Oh yes. And here's another thing. When you ask for "common humanity" you're crying for the moon. Common humanity's the one thing you can't have.
LAWRENCE: There's nothing else.
ALLENBY: (mildly) There is, for one man every hundred years or so.
LAWRENCE: (skeptical, but we can just see the poison beginning to work) Me?
ALLENBY: (taking off his jacket) Yes, I think so. (Again he is careful to keep his voice matter-of-fact, as this were some small technical judgement he had just made.)
ALLENBY puts his jacket over the back of an empty chair, and from this point on he adopts the tone used between equals and friends, and friends of such long standing that they can even afford to be brusque. He regards his jacket, chuckling a little ruefully.
ALLENBY: Isn't that funny, I feel quite naked.
He busies himself collecting cigar, cutter, matches from the table.
ALLENBY: And that's the difference. I'm a leader because someone pins crowns on me. Your'e a leader, (shrugs) because God made you one I suppose. There's nothing you can do about it.
ALLENBY sits and seems totally preoccupied with the condition of his cigar. LAWRENCE does nor answer but looks at him suspicious, flattered, comforted, above all longing to accept the paternal embrace that seems to be offered.
ALLENBY: (quite idly) You write poems don't you?
LAWRENCE: Yes.
ALLENBY: Any good?
LAWRENCE: No. Bad.
ALLENBY: (nods sympathetically) Hard luck.
LAWRENCE is a little amused and quite surprised by the degree of understanding ALLENBY assumes.
LAWRENCE: It's not a matter of luck.
ALLENBY: 'Course it is. (he settles back comfortably) I grow dahlias myself.
Apparently on impulse he takes from the table a photo of his house and offspring. He peers at it, pointing out a patch of cabbagy flowers in the background.
ALLENBY: There.
Together they study the photo. ALLENBY never looks once at his victim, seems innocently absorbed in the subject of the conversation. He pauses as he replaces the photo, and smiles.
ALLENBY: That's my lad. You must come and see us, afterwards.
LAWRENCE: (he hesitates cautiously, but says) I'd like to.
And it is almost like a physical object he has handed to ALLENBY -- the keys of his citadel.
ALLENBY: I've got good soil, good compost, I buy good plants. And I'm a conscientous gardener. But I don't have the luck to be a good one. So (grins) I'm a gardening sort of general. Most generals are. But there have been poet generals. Xenophon was one. Hannibal ... Nelson was the last. I think you're another ...
LAWRENCE: (his tone sceptical but his smile tremulous and reproachful) Nelson, and me?
ALLENBY: Yes.
LAWRENCE: That's an extraordinary thing to say to a man.
ALLENBY: Not to an extraordinary man it isn't.
LAWRENCE: (thrusting it away from him) No. No.
ALLENBY: (remorselessly matter-of-fact) You must know it?
LAWRENCE: (almost desperately) No!
ALLENBY: (in his cunning adopts a tone of irritation) Look, Lawrence, I've taken those things off -- (rubs his shoulder) --and I don't feel happy without them. I believe your name will be a household word when you'd have to go to the War Museum to find who Allenby was.
He makes this statement very deliberate. His voice now becomes low, confidential, but very steady; it is temptation incarnate.
204 CLOSE UP. LAWRENCE
ALLENBY: (off) You are the most extraordinary man I ever met.
LAWRENCE: (quick and low) -- leave ne alone --
ALLENBY: (off) (quick and sharp) -- What?
LAWRENCE: (quick and low) -- Leave me alone.
205 CLOSE SHOT. ALLENBY over LAWRENCE. After a pause, ALLENBY shrugs, and the CAMERA PANS with him as he rises and moves away with feigned hostility, turning his back looking out over the garden, the very image of a disappointed father.
ALLENBY: That's a feeble thing to say. No wonder you're poetry's bad.
208 CLOSE UP. LAWRENCE looks at ALLENBY's back longingly. He hesitates and is lost. He prevaricates:
LAWRENCE: I know I'm not ordinary ...
ALLENBY: (off) (short) That's not what I'm saying.
Suddenly LAWRENCE's immobility flies apart. He is thrown about in his chair by muscular stresses -- much as a man might respond to a thumbscrew -- and he cries out:
LAWRENCE: All right I'm extraordinary! I'm extraordinary!
His tone in saying this is as though he were saying, "All right I've got cancer!" A tone of desperate lament ... But then abruptly having accepted it, he freezes again and looking at ALLENBY he says in a very different tone quietly mocking, from a superior knowledge.
LAWRENCE: What of it?
207 CLOSE UP. ALLENBY. He is now looking at LAWRENCE, but has not yet caught the reversal of their positions.
ALLENBY: (gravely and kindly) Not many people have a destiny. Lawrence. A terrible thing for a man, to funk it, if he has.
208 MEDIUM SHOT. ALLENBY walks back towards his chair.
LAWRENCE: (almost smiling with a little cold smile) Are you speaking from experience?
ALLENBY: (caught in mid-air -- he sits) No.
LAWRENCE: You're guessing then.
ALLENBY is nonplussed and begins to be uneasy. LAWRENCE says in a deadly voice.
LAWRENCE: Suppose you're wrong.
ALLENBY: (briskly scrambles over his unease) Why suppose that? We both know I'm right.
LAWRENCE: Yes.
ALLENBY: After all it's --
LAWRENCE interrupts him rising from his chair and walking a few paces along the terrace where he stands in an archway his back to the General.
LAWRENCE: I said, yes.
ALLENBY watches him, cautiously. He turns. He addresses ALLENBY quite politely but not looking at him, as though he were a subordinate.
LAWRENCE: April the 16th.
ALLENBY: Yes. Can you do it. I'll give you a lot of money.
LAWRENCE: (still not looking) Artillery?
ALLENBY: I can't.
LAWRENCE: (now looking at him) They won't be coming for money, the best of them. They'll be coming for Damascus. (very steadily) Which I'm going to give them.
209 CLOSE SHOT. ALLENBY looking up at LAWRENCE from his chair. He blinks, but recovers immediately.
ALLENBY: That's all I want.
210 CLOSE SHOT. LAWRENCE
LAWRENCE: All I want is someone holding down the Turkish Right. But I'm going to give them Damascus. We'll get there before you do. And when they've got it, they'll keep it.
211 CLOSE SHOT. ALLENBY
LAWRENCE: (off) You can tell the politicians to burn their bit of paper, now.
ALLENBY: (spuriously) Fair enough!
212 CLOSE SHOT. LAWRENCE. He looks away from ALLENBY and speaks almost idly, throwing his pearls for ALLENBY to pick up if he can.
LAWRENCE: "Fair". What's "fair" got to do with it? It's going to happen ... (looking at him again, quite brisk and matter-of-fact) I shall want quite a lot of money.
ALLENBY: All there is!
LAWRENCE: Not that much.
He leaves the courtyard and walks toward the CAMERA, looming up in the frame against the background of a fresco on the wall.
LAWRENCE: The best of them won't come for money.
He is now in BIG CLOSE UP. His lip quivers slightly and his eyes glow.
LAWRENCE: They'll come for me ...
 
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What a great thread this has turned into, one for the grown-ups: this is the internet at its best. I've had Kevin Brownlow's biograpy of David Lean for ages & have just dipped into it from time to time, I'm going to start reading it today.
 
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A separate shipment arrived with audio elements. As I recall about 80 or so cans.

While there had been no mention of magnetic in the inventories, certain track negatives turned out to be just that.

While we had optical track negs on two different versions, and playing them proved them to be 202 and 187, we also received cans of mag, all either unidentified or labeled "long version" or "short version."

Not a great deal of help, as while there certainly had been LV and SV, what those versions were changed dependent upon when they had been made.

Everything would have to be played.

[COLOR= rgb(255, 0, 0)]The mags were on Zonal clear edge, a UK stock, and some of it smelled as those it had been intended to be used toward making a salad dressing. One set of mags looked promising, as it was unspliced, and might be what we were looking for. Playing reel one, which began with the Main Title, and not an overture, it lacked the discussion in the chapel, and was therefore not 222. [/COLOR]

[COLOR= rgb(255, 0, 0)]The other mag, which also had no overture, had something special about it. It was beginning to decompose, and our attempts to listen to it were dampened by the mag heads clotting over with residue about every 20 - 30 seconds. Play, stop, clean. Play, stop, clean.[/COLOR]

[COLOR= rgb(255, 0, 0)]While this one was also lacking the chapel sequence, it was different. There were splices, where material had been removed. Until January of 1963, this had been the original 4-track domestic magnetic master of the 222, which was now shorn of the desired audio.[/COLOR]

[COLOR= rgb(255, 0, 0)]A third mag was the 187 version, which did little for us, as it was monaural.[/COLOR]

There was also no sign of the 222 optical printing neg that had been used to sound the 35mm black & white work pictures for foreign. It turned out to have been junked around 1971, along with all of the stems -- the separate units of original music, effects, and dialogue used to create the final master recordings.

So while we now knew that our picture base picture materials were somewhere between the 187 and 202 versions, that our audio was 202, without a trace of the trims, outside of the "dine with me" foreign version.

Beginning to go through the hundreds of small boxes of 35mm trims, we came upon bits of alternate and trimmed dialogue, and in the weeks that followed, were able to cull from it some lines of the missing balcony sequence, but not enough of them to form a cohesive whole.

The true picture of the task ahead was beginning to take shape, and it wasn't a pretty one.

As I feel it best to leave the details of studio politics out of this discussion, shortly we'll move on to taking the show on the road, and the initial attempts to print the 65mm negative, run the tracks, and setting up shop at Warner Hollywood.

One point should be made, however, as without it, one of the real heroes of the process would not receive her due.

Without an ability to provide a reconstructed and restored version, now within a 75 day time frame, the project was put on hold by the studio, which was at this point headed up by David Puttman. While I'm not placing any blame upon him personally, as things at the studio were anything but calm and simple, his departure gave us the possibility of continuing to try to save the film.

And his replacement?

Dawn Steel.

Dawn had come from Paramount, where she had been responsible for productions like Fatal Attraction and Flashdance. As head of production, she was only the second woman to head up a Hollywood studio -- Sherry Lansing at Fox was the first -- and she was moving to Columbia, then owned by Coca-Cola.

When the announcement was made, my first call was to Martin Scorsese, to find out how well he knew her.

He did, but would not be willing to call her for her help.

I asked "why not?"

Ever the chief supporter of anything film restoration related, he had a better plan.

He was going to see her the following weekend -- at Giorgio Armani's birthday party. We were now into July.

The following week, I received a call from Mr. Scorsese with an update.

"What had happened?," I queried.

I was told that it was simple. He and Steven Spielberg had cornered her at the gathering, each took her by an arm, and walked her away from the crowd.

She was then informed, in the nicest and friendliest of tones, that if she didn't see to making Lawrence move forward, that neither of them would be making a film for Columbia.

Ever. Again.

The next call came from David Lean, who was in Kenya. He had been tracked down by Ms. Steel, and promised that the project would move forward.

The information was correct.

For the record, without Dawn Steel's immediate actions, influence and interest, some of the materials we needed for the reconstruction, and our abilities to restore the film, would not have been possible. Actors then available to dub lines for us were no longer with us a few years later. Any final result without her fingerprints upon the project would be unthinkable.

Anyone who is able today to view Lawrence of Arabia, owes a debt of gratitude to Dawn Steel.

Now all we had to do was to make a film.
 

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A separate shipment arrived with audio elements. As I recall about 80 or so cans.

While there had been no mention of magnetic in the inventories, certain track negatives turned out to be just that.

While we had optical track negs on two different versions, and playing them proved them to be 202 and 187, we also received cans of mag, all either unidentified or labeled "long version" or "short version."

Not a great deal of help, as while there certainly had been LV and SV, what those versions were changed dependent upon when they had been made.

Everything would have to be played.

The mags were on Zonal clear edge, a UK stock, and some of it smelled as those it had been intended to be used toward making a salad dressing. One set of mags looked promising, as it was unspliced, and might be what we were looking for. Playing reel one, which began with the Main Title, and not an overture, it lacked the discussion in the chapel, and was therefore not 222.

The other mag, which also had no overture, had something special about it. It was beginning to decompose, and our attempts to listen to it were dampened by the mag heads clotting over with residue about every 20 - 30 seconds. Play, stop, clean. Play, stop, clean.

While this one was also lacking the chapel sequence, it was different. There were splices, where material had been removed. Until January of 1963, this had been the original 4-track domestic magnetic master of the 222, which was now shorn of the desired audio.

A third mag was the 187 version, which did little for us, as it was monaural.

There was also no sign of the 222 optical printing neg that had been used to sound the 35mm black & white work pictures for foreign. It turned out to have been junked around 1971, along with all of the stems -- the separate units of original music, effects, and dialogue used to create the final master recordings.

So while we now knew that our picture base picture materials were somewhere between the 187 and 202 versions, that our audio was 202, without a trace of the trims, outside of the "dine with me" foreign version.

Beginning to go through the hundreds of small boxes of 35mm trims, we came upon bits of alternate and trimmed dialogue, and in the weeks that followed, were able to cull from it some lines of the missing balcony sequence, but not enough of them to form a cohesive whole.

The true picture of the task ahead was beginning to take shape, and it wasn't a pretty one.

As I feel it best to leave the details of studio politics out of this discussion, shortly we'll move on to taking the show on the road, and the initial attempts to print the 65mm negative, run the tracks, and setting up shop at Warner Hollywood.

One point should be made, however, as without it, one of the real heroes of the process would not receive her due.

Without an ability to provide a reconstructed and restored version, now within a 75 day time frame, the project was put on hold by the studio, which was at this point headed up by David Puttman. While I'm not placing any blame upon him personally, as things at the studio were anything but calm and simple, his departure gave us the possibility of continuing to try to save the film.

And his replacement?

Dawn Steel.

Dawn had come from Paramount, where she had been responsible for productions like Fatal Attraction and Flashdance. As head of production, she was only the second woman to head up a Hollywood studio -- Sherry Lansing at Fox was the first -- and she was moving to Columbia, then owned by Coca-Cola.

When the announcement was made, my first call was to Martin Scorsese, to find out how well he knew her.

He did, but would not be willing to call her for her help.

I asked "why not?"

Ever the chief supporter of anything film restoration related, he had a better plan.

He was going to see her the following weekend -- at Giorgio Armani's birthday party. We were now into July.

The following week, I received a call from Mr. Scorsese with an update.

"What had happened?," I queried.

I was told that it was simple. He and Steven Spielberg had cornered her at the gathering, each took her by an arm, and walked her away from the crowd.

She was then informed, in the nicest and friendliest of tones, that if she didn't see to making Lawrence move forward, that neither of them would be making a film for Columbia.

Ever. Again.

The next call came from David Lean, who was in Kenya. He had been tracked down by Ms. Steel, and promised that the project would move forward.

The information was correct.

For the record, without Dawn Steel's immediate actions, influence and interest, some of the materials we needed for the reconstruction, and our abilities to restore the film, would not have been possible. Actors then available to dub lines for us were no longer with us a few years later. Any final result without her fingerprints upon the project would be unthinkable.

Anyone who is able today to view Lawrence of Arabia, owes a debt of gratitude to Dawn Steel.

Now all we had to do was to make a film.
 

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DISSOLVE TO:
66) LONG SHOT. A huge cliff of dazzling white sand leading up to a ridge backed by deep blue sky. After a few moments the small figures of the two MOUNTED MEN appear over the crest.
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67) CLOSE SHOT. TAFAS signals a halt and both MEN stare down at the landscape below.
68) LONG SHOT. A wide and empty plateau with mountains in the distance.
69) CLOSE SHOT. TAFAS points out ahead, but seeing nothing, LAWRENCE unslings an old pair of binoculars and raises them to his eyes.....
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WAH!!! Ok, this just keeps getting better....
Curious, though, were the tapes not "baked" first? Since playing back the reels would result in, of course, massive deterioration, were you simply running them in small clips while recording to another unit for posterity, or still at the "what do we have" stage?
(ps. If you still have Marty's phone number, feel free to PM. That or, you know, invite him over here to comment... )
(pps. Was thinking, what Columbia pic did Spielberg do after that! Forgot that TIN TIN, for one, is tied to that studio... Idle threat or no, nice to see the project come to fruition)
(ppps. Penton who? ;) )
 

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Originally Posted by sharkshark /t/308191/while-we-wait-for-a-few-words-about-lawrence-of-arabia-in-blu-ray/1650#post_3949092
WAH!!! Ok, this just keeps getting better....
Curious, though, were the tapes not "baked" first? Since playing back the reels would result in, of course, massive deterioration, were you simply running them in small clips while recording to another unit for posterity, or still at the "what do we have" stage?
(ps. If you still have Marty's phone number, feel free to PM. That or, you know, invite him over here to comment... )
(pps. Was thinking, what Columbia pic did Spielberg do after that! Forgot that TIN TIN, for one, is tied to that studio... Idle threat or no, nice to see the project come to fruition)
(ppps. Penton who? )
What do we have. Baking was attempted in LA. Shedding of both magnetic emulsion as well as other substances continued.

As to your final comment, I was waiting for the "Sony exec" to finally re-surface in this thread. I hope he's doing well.
 

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As 70mm units began to slowly arrive from Metrocolor, under the very professional hand of Rick Utley, it came obvious that the notes found about the number of printings and cleanings were accurate. To place things in perspective, a modern film (shot on film) is usually not run more than a dozen times, if not less. The studios today are extremely conservative about the handling of original materials. This was something that was far less of a concern, even with top post-production people in place 20+ years ago, before any of the studios had what we now refer to as "asset protection" executives.

The first print off the negative in it's original auto-select format, was extremely yellow overall. Splices, which were dry and weak, had been taped in preparation of the initial printing, and that first dry print gave us a very clear view of what the negative looked like, inclusive of what material had survived as original, what was now dupe, and where the damage was.

The damage and wear was everywhere. This was something that would return to haunt Mr. Crisp in his most recent endeavors.

The first 70mm print became our new work picture, with leader cut in to represent missing sections.

Once the majority of the missing picture material was located, it was also shipped to Metrocolor, cut into two long sections and leadered, and answer printed to confirm content. It then received a basic color correction, and 65mm interpositives were created to protect it, as there was nothing else surviving. Production of a 35mm dupe and a set of prints, allowed us to keep our 35 and 70 work pictures in sync.

At the same time, the 35mm clear edge mag was having problems of its own in an attempt to make copy protection. We held it in abeyance until I arrived in L.A. to set up our production offices, with assistant Jude Schneider, and the hiring of the two essential technicians, who would help to re-create the needed audio.

Richard L. Anderson came aboard to take over the task of creating missing audio, cutting it together, and then making it a part of the film. We were extremely fortunate to get his interest, as his background included productions, such as Star Wars, Star Trek, Raiders of the Lost Ark, Poltergeist, Gremlins, The Color Purple, Predator and many others. He became an extremely integral part of the team. Burt Weinstein also joined us in audio editorial.

The third part of the puzzle was bringing in a great mixer, and we found just the person we needed in Gregg Landaker, over came in to oversee the re-recording. While some of his credits linked with Mr. Anderson's he had a few more interesting jobs under his belt -- The Empire Strikes Back, Ordinary People, The Thing and incidentally, My Favorite Year.

We were fortunate in our ability (by the subject matter) to attract the best of the best, and it shows in the final results.

My partner in crime, Jim Painten, who was handling the business end of things, while still being available when needed for technical matters, had just taken a position as production exec on Moonlighting. But he was still here every evening to go over the days successes and failures and to provide help where necessary.

We had decided not to print the negative further until we were ready to re-cut with all of the additional material, and that turned out to be a prudent move. Although the studio had just brought in a new post-production exec, Jimmy Honore, who I had known from Gomillion and the dubbing of Napoleon, they had no asset protection exec, and would not until Mr. Crisp made the move a few years later. What this meant is that the studio was looking at things through post-production eyes, meaning new materials, and some decisions were coming not even from post, but from legal. This was something else that would come back haunt the project in future decades.

As shots and sequences were added, decisions had to be made how to handle audio. While we had some optical mono for some, others had either no audio whatsoever, alternate dialogue trims or occasional Foley, which can best be described as the sounds made by people, their movement and their clothing. One piece of helpful Foley that we discovered, was a foreign version of the balcony scene.

As an example, let's examine the sequence with Lawrence and the boys crossing the desert -- the "have you slept in beds?" sequence. The original 4 track was gone. We had located raw dialogue from an alternate take, and that was it.

It was up to Richard Anderson to create everything else. From a sound loop of "three camels walking," to room tone or the sound of the desert, wind, etc. Fortunately, there was no music needed.

And when music was needed, it had to be borrowed from other places in the film. The music stems had been junked in the early '70s.

We began to push to get things in order, as David was arriving mid-April, and was going to be working with us. While he was still in London, we arranged to get dialogue with the cooperation of Peter O'Toole and Alec Guinness. We were going to deal with Tony Quinn, and Arthur Kennedy (if we could find him) in the states. A list had been made of candidates to perform in place of Jack Hawkins. Charles Gray eventually did his lines.

With David's departure looming, we needed to get the London audio done quickly, and David requested a specific post facility.

Jude had called to try to book it on a day agreeable to everyone's schedules, but found that it was taken for weeks in advance.

As we only needed it for half a day or so, I called to try to persuade those in charge to allow us to come in. It turned out to be an interesting conversation.

I was an unknown entity to them, but I was asked what the production was that needed the hours.

Lawrence of Arabia.

"A re-make?"

No. re-voicing some original missing dialogue for a reconstruction of the original.

"So you're using sound-alikes then?"

No.

A silence.

"Well, we have a couple of young filmmakers here that are using the facility every day and they're on a tight schedule. If we had even a few hours open, we'd love to..."

Another silence.

"You're not using sound-alikes."

No.

A pause.

"Can you tell me who you would want to have come in? I'm only asking because if we know they're professionals, time might be easier to budget, and possibly..."

It would only be four or five people. Peter O'Toole...

Sir Alec Guinness...

Anne Coates would come in to make sure that everything would work editorially.

And, of course, Sir David Lean.

Another silence.

"Might we call you back shortly?"
 

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Robert Harris said:
What do we have.  Baking was attempted in LA.  Shedding of both magnetic emulsion as well as other substances continued.
I'll be clearer - when going through the 35/70mm elements on, what, a flatbed(?), you're not running them first through a telecine to see just what's on the material. Gentle handling, shine some light, you know, kinda, what's on the neg.
For the mag elements, simply playing them back to log them could result, of course, in the complete destruction of whatever on the tape, meaning you'd get the single playback, then gone forever.
So, when even =logging= audio elements, are you always doing the equivalent of "telecine", running the signal from playback to a recorder to capture whatever's recovered from the damaged tape? If so, what are you recording -out- to? Now, of course, it'd be digital, but back then I assume you'd spit out to either 1/4" 15ips or equivalent tape.
I'd hate for something so ethereal to be lost forever at the stage of logging - it'd be like doing a nature survey, only to kill every animal after you've counted it.
 

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Originally Posted by sharkshark /t/308191/while-we-wait-for-a-few-words-about-lawrence-of-arabia-in-blu-ray/1650#post_3949092
(pps. Was thinking, what Columbia pic did Spielberg do after that! Forgot that TIN TIN, for one, is tied to that studio... Idle threat or no, nice to see the project come to fruition)
(ppps. Penton who? )

He did Hook.
 

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heh, fair enough... Was more a general question of restoration, rather than specific to this one. Trying to get my head around how to deal with "invisible" content like audio under that kind of fragility....
 

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Originally Posted by sharkshark /t/308191/while-we-wait-for-a-few-words-about-lawrence-of-arabia-in-blu-ray/1680#post_3949147
heh, fair enough... Was more a general question of restoration, rather than specific to this one. Trying to get my head around how to deal with "invisible" content like audio under that kind of fragility....
If you know what you have, you listen and reproduce concurrently, as we did with Vertigo.

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"Can you tell me who you would want to have come in? I'm only asking because if we know they're professionals..."
LOL and then you hit her with Peter O'Toole, Sir Alec Guinness and Sir David Lean, of all people. I'm surprised she didn't also ask, perfectly seriously, "Oh, and will you be bringing in Mickey Mouse and Charlie Chaplin as well? We're having a special event tomorrow and the Tooth Fairy will be presiding."
Her mind must be been completely blown when they actually showed up.
 

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Originally Posted by Jonathan Perregaux /t/308191/while-we-wait-for-a-few-words-about-lawrence-of-arabia-in-blu-ray/1680#post_3949233
"Can you tell me who you would want to have come in? I'm only asking because if we know they're professionals..."
LOL and then you hit her with Peter O'Toole, Sir Alec Guinness and Sir David Lean, of all people. I'm surprised she didn't also ask, perfectly seriously, "Oh, and will you be bringing in Mickey Mouse and Charlie Chaplin as well? We're having a special event tomorrow and the Tooth Fairy will be presiding."
Her mind must be been completely blown when they actually showed up.

Actually it was a "him," and he could not have been nicer.

RAH
 

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you bring up a good point, can't wait for the Chapter on Vertigo. And, hell, can we get Schmidlin and Murch here to talk TOUCH OF EVIL? :)
 

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Reading this detailed account, and seeing Mr. Penton-Man's name brought back up in this discussion a couple pages ago, reminded me of when P-M once dismissed Mr. Harris' restoration of LAWRENCE OF ARABIA as having consisted of no more than Mr. Harris and his team simply "making a copy" of the film.
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Originally Posted by Vincent_P /t/308191/while-we-wait-for-a-few-words-about-lawrence-of-arabia-in-blu-ray/1680#post_3949251
Reading this detailed account, and seeing Mr. Penton-Man's name brought back up in this discussion a couple pages ago, reminded me of when P-M once dismissed Mr. Harris' restoration of LAWRENCE OF ARABIA as having consisted of no more than Mr. Harris and his team simply "making a copy" of the film.
Vincent

In a very simplistic way, that's what we did, with a bit of research, editing, audio recording, etc, etc, etc. In an odd way, and I'd missed that episode also, it seemed as if Penton, in his need to bolster Sony, was also trying to bolster Mr. Crisp, who needs no bolstering. He's the best studio asset protection exec in the business. Pity that Penton had to try to pit us against one another.

It didn't work.

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