Subtitle of this chapter: Each is an actor

"Mrs. Temple's trial is over. This is a case of first-degree murder, and premeditated murder is the most serious charge in criminal proceedings. You have heard the testimony and understood the law. Now you must sit down and get to the bottom of this case......"

Mr. John McCall, who was appointed by Yuan Yanqian as a judge, picked up the note in his hand and read it word by word: "When a man dies, the life and death of a woman are in your hands!" ”

Then, according to his own memory, he continued to perform his duties as a "judge": "If you can raise a reasonable doubt and cannot confirm the guilt of the accused, you must make a verdict of not guilty on the basis of this reasonable doubt." If you can't find a reasonable doubt, then you must convict the defendant on the basis of conscience. However, your decisions must be unanimous. If you find the defendant guilty, then the Court will punish her severely. ”

"In this case, the maximum penalty is...... Death penalty! ”

"This is a heavy and solemn responsibility, thank you for ......"

"Papapa......" our Master Yuan said while clapping, "John, you are doing very well. ”

Yuan Yanqian looked at the temporary photographer again and said, "Then Mr. Fleming, should we give a close-up of the defendant's face here?" ”

Mr. Victor Fleming gestured to a box with both hands, nodded, and said, "That's right, there is indeed a close-up here, and then it slowly fades out." ”

"Well, if it's a sound movie. Then there should be a poignant piece of music here. Lillian, did you write it down? ”

"Wrote it down." The female director, who was holding a pen in one hand and a paper book in the other, bowed her head and wrote down his instructions.

Our Master Yuan turned to everyone and said, "Okay, that's the scene in the opening courtroom. Then we left the venue one by one and entered the conference room. ”

"Mr. Fleming, at this time the camera is a small empty conference room, and the camera pans to the paper and stationery on the table, and these disorganized things have the cast and crew written on them."

Hearing the common shooting methods in later generations, the temporary photographer's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he sincerely admired: "Mr. Yuan, this idea is fantastic!" ”

Yuan Yanqian smiled slightly and continued to write his "storyboard script": "Okay, when the subtitles are almost over, the camera will return to its original position......

"Jurors, you're ready to go!"

At this time, a large dining table was placed in the center of the venue, surrounded by twelve chairs, which served as a meeting room. Of course, because these people are not full-time actors, their performances are a little cramped and unnatural.

"Everyone, please relax...... Now imagine you're in a tiny conference room, freezing cold because the heating has just been turned on, and a cloudy snowstorm is brewing outside the window. ”

In both the American and Russian versions of "Twelve Angry Men", the weather outside and the temperature inside are important clues. The American version was "the hottest day of the year", and by the second half of the year heavy rain finally poured down. In the Russian version, it was cold, and there was a blizzard at the end.

This kind of means of setting off the atmosphere, screenwriter Yuan Da naturally wants to learn it. However, it is winter now, so it is better to use the Russian version.

"Juror No. 1, what should you say now?"

Theodore Dresser said without hesitation: "Oh my God, it's colder than my hotel's cold storage." ”

"Very well, then Juror 2 is up to you."

Mr. Brown thought for a moment and said, "Well, I think I'll stand by the window and smoke without saying anything." ”

"That's not bad, either. What about juror No. 3? ”

Mr. Fitzgerald said in a brisk tone, "Sir, it means that your meat is at least fresh. I happen to have a date tonight, can you reserve a seat for me? ”

Listen, it's called professionalism! The two great writers went straight to the point at the beginning, explaining their respective backgrounds in just one sentence.

Mr. Dresser is worthy of being an old oilman who has mixed at the bottom, and he showed an ambiguous smile and said, "It's absolutely fine, is it with a pretty girl?" Would you and your friends like a special 'drink'? ”

The young writer was a little surprised: "Wow, your restaurant can still provide ......"

The great writer lowered his voice and interrupted: "Drink, just drink." Of course, if you tip enough. ”

The young writer also whispered mysteriously: "Well, I understand! ”

Yuan Yan slapped his hands and said, "Great, Jurors 1 and 3, you guys are really amazing!" ”

"Jurors 4 and 5 can come in together."

I only heard Mr. Pulitzer rub his hands together and say in a rough voice, "Hat the hell!" (What the hell!) I thought we were sending people to hell, but we didn't expect to go to hell ourselves. ”

Does this editor-in-chief really have some acting talent, it seems that he may have entered the wrong industry.

Lady Cather looked at him disapprovingly, and said solemnly, "Sir, it's better that you don't make such jokes. The Father in heaven is watching us! ”

The editor-in-chief of Le Monde smiled and said, "Well, then may the Father of Heaven bless me from pneumonia." ”

Hearing this witticism, the authoress as a "devout Christian" felt that her faith had been desecrated. She snorted coldly and was about to speak, when juror No. 6, Yuan Yanqian, spoke at the right time and said, "God bless us, at least we haven't been killed by our wives yet." ”

Mr. Dresser replied in passing: "Gentlemen, just for now, for now. ”

"Hahaha......" everyone laughed together.

Taking advantage of this gap, Master Yuan reminded: "Then Juror No. 9, don't forget that you are a salesman!" Quickly pitch your products to No. 7 and No. 8. ”

Wallace looked at him with a look of sudden realization, and babbled to Mr. Eliot and the master of craftsmanship beside him about the encyclopedia he sold: "Gentlemen, you should really look at our encyclopedia, whether it is counting money or counting stars, you need an encyclopedia." ”

The latter two had extremely perfunctory looks on their faces, but they didn't interrupt the guy out of politeness.

"Juror 10, you're the fire chief!"

Mr. Sanders nodded knowingly. He looked around and shouted to everyone, "Be careful when you smoke, it's easier to have fires on this kind of day." ”

"Juror 11, you're a seafarer with no scruples."

Miss Helen immediately lit a cigarette in front of the "fire chief" and smoked it pretendedly. She also walked to the window and hugged her hand and said, "The weather in New York today is really bad, similar to Beihai at this time." ”

Her father...... Well, juror No. 2 glanced at him and said, "So, have you seen Beihai at this time?" ”

"Mr. Seaman" said with some exaggeration: "Of course, I told you......"

At the same time, juror No. 12 pretended to look at the pictures on the wall with his hands behind his back. Miss Pulitzer, the manager of the photo shop, looked disapproving......

“cut！”