Fury Page #11

WARDADDY:

Antitank! Left! Fox Love! Phosphorous!

Five zero! Fire when ready!

45 INT. FURY (MOVING) - DAY 45

We see the amazing skill of an experienced tank crew. Coon-

Ass unloads the High Explosive shell in the breech and shoves

in a SMOKE ROUND -- Bible traverses the turret on the target.

Gordo works the steering levers bringing the thick armor of

the tank's front to face the enemy gun...

Norman joins in -- Firing a long burst into the Tailor shop.

His tracer rounds bouncing off the guns armor shield...

46 EXT. GERMAN TOWN - DAY 46

The Fury and her turret spin quickly -- Lining up on the

tailor shop...

KABOOM-POW! -- The white phosphorous shell detonates inside.

Explodes with a white burst of noxious smoke -- Spraying

burning phosphorous particles everywhere...

The four man GUN CREW flees into the street. Trailing white

smoke -- Phosphorous burning deep into their flesh...

BRDDDDDDDDDT! -- Norman mows them all down. All four men.

Ending their misery.

CLOSE ON NORMAN'S PERISCOPE -- We can see his eyes through

the glass prism...

47 INT. FURY (MOVING) - DAY 47

Norman gawks through the periscope at their smoking corpses.

It sinks in what he has done. He doesn't like it.

WARDADDY:

Gunner, put an HE in there. Smash that

gun.

KABOOM-BOOM! -- The Fury fires a High Explosive shell into

the Tailor Shop. Not taking any chances. The Fury continues

forward. Its steel tracks CLANKING on the cobblestones of

the tiny farming village. Love 1-5 follows close behind

FIRING BURSTS OF TRACERS into upper story windows...

The Platoon Soldiers filter through the buildings behind

them. Checking for enemy soldiers. Small teams of soldiers

leapfrogging up the street. All business. Unhurried and

cautious.

Pink Revision - 30th Oct 45.

48 EXT. GERMAN TOWN - CENTRAL SQUARE - DAY 48

The Fury and Love 1-5 enter the square and spread out. Each

covering their respective sides. A door opens...

Wardaddy swings his .50 Cal on an older man waving a white

pillowcase -- He's the town BURGERMEISTER. White sheets

suddenly appear from several windows. The Burgermeister

cautiously approaches the Fury.

BURGERMEISTER:

(in German)

Please. Stop shooting. The remaining

soldiers wish to surrender. I am trying

to save my village. The people have

suffered so much.

WARDADDY:

(in German)

Thank your buddy Hitler for that. Where

are the German soldiers? How many are

there and what weapons do they have?

BURGERMEISTER:

(in German)

They are in the bank. There are thirty.

They are not soldiers. They are

children. The SS made them fight.

He points at a DEAD TEENAGER hanging from a lamppost with

another of those damn signs --"I am a coward..."

WARDADDY:

(in German)

You tell them to come out with their

hands high and empty.

(into radio)

All tanks, hold your fire until I say so.

I got the mayor here and I think they're

surrendering. Binkowsi load an HE and

get ready to put it in that bank if these

people want to test us.

Wardaddy nods for the Burgermeister to go ahead. He crosses

to the bank, under dozens of watchful American weapons.

Wardaddy scanning the area for threats. It's tense...

The Burgermeister shouts for the soldiers to come out...

AT THE BANK -- The front doors open. A line of dejected kids

emerges in eclectic uniforms, BOYS and GIRLS. Their hands

held high, faces scared...

The Platoon Soldiers surge forward and search them. Among

them is an SS OFFICER, his arm in a sling. Wardaddy points

him out to the Burgermeister...

WARDADDY (CONT’D)

(in German)

Is he the man who has been hanging the

children?

(CONTINUED)

Pink Revision - 30th Oct 46.

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The Burgermeister looks nervous --The SS Officer is glaring

right at him. Nevertheless the Burgermeister nods: Yes.

WARDADDY (CONT’D)

Hey! Shoot that guy. Yeah, him. The SS

cocksucker with the busted wing.

Without hesitation a young SKINNY SOLDIER pulls the SS

Officer from the line, aims his Tommy gun at him and...

BRDDDDDT! -- Stitches the hardened Nazi from crotch to

throat. The Burgermeister gives Wardaddy a grateful nod.

49 EXT. GERMAN TOWN - CENTRAL SQUARE - DAY 49

LATER -- The Company vehicles have joined the tanks. With

the day's work over for them, Baker Company's SOLDIERS swarm

over the town, searching houses, collecting weapons.

SOLDIERS stack the dead Germans. MEDICS treat the wounded.

A SOLDIER drags a mattress down the street. Another sits in

a big stuffed chair on the sidewalk smoking a cigar.

SERGEANT MILES:

Dig in! We're gonna be here a while!

Bible scoops helmet-fulls of empty machine gun brass out of

the turret. Gordo sleeps under the tank. Coon-Ass boils

water in his helmet over a fire made of broken chairlegs.

Norman stands outside the Fury trying to comprehend what he

has seen. Wardaddy approaches him. Offers his hand. Norman

shakes. Wary of this volatile veteran.

WARDADDY:

It wasn't nothing right?

NORMAN:

Come again, Sergeant?

WARDADDY:

Rubbing out them Heinies. You splashed

'em real good. Wasn't nothing right?

Norman looks at Wardaddy --Realizes he NEEDS Norman to agree

with him --To agree it's nothing to kill people. As if

Norman can give Wardaddy absolution for all the men he's

killed. Norman lies and tell him what he wants to hear.

NORMAN:

Sure, Sergeant. It wasn't nothing. In

fact, I kind'a liked it.

Norman is a bad liar. Wardaddy thinks for a moment. Then...

WARDADDY:

I want you to see something.

Wardaddy leads Norman down the street -- To the front door of

the local NAZI PARTY HEADQUARTERS.

Pink Revision - 30th Oct 47.

50 INT. GERMAN TOWN - NAZI HEADQUARTERS - DAY 50

Wardaddy pushes the door open. He and Norman gaze upon a

shocking sight...

WHAT THEY SEE --There are several dead men and women. The

men wear Nazi Party uniforms, middle-aged fat bureaucrats.

The women wear party dresses. Presumably their wives. Empty

booze bottles everywhere. Several of the men hold pistols.

WARDADDY:

They knew we were coming. So they got

drunk as Lords and shot themselves at sun

up.

A beat as Norman stares at this mad tableau...

NORMAN:

Why are you showing me this?

WARDADDY:

You know why.

Wardaddy walks away. Norman follows.

51 EXT. GERMAN TOWN - CENTRAL SQUARE - DAY 51

Wardaddy and Norman head down the street. Two GIs pass them

clutching wine bottles --Both wear top hats and sunglasses.

WARDADDY:

Keep doing what I say. You do that and

you'll get through this thing.

CRASH! --SOLDIERS searching a building heave a dresser out

the window. It bursts open on the cobblestone street.

Wardaddy SEES a face in the window on the upper floor of a

nearby apartment building. He quickly heads for it...

WARDADDY (CONT’D)

C'mon.

NORMAN:

What'd you see?

WARDADDY:

Krauts.

Wardaddy grabs Norman's greasegun -- C*cks it and hands it

back. He takes the safety off his assault rifle and boots

the front door...

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