Fury Page #5

WARDADDY:

This tank's home.

COON-ASS

Sh*t, Don. Supposin' I get it first, you

gotta promise to bury me face down.

WARDADDY:

So you find your way to Hell quicker?

COON-ASS

So the whole damn world can kiss my ass.

VROOM! -- A P51 Mustang flies over. So low they can count

the rivets on the wings. It quickly vanishes over the

horizon.

ON NORMAN -- Watching with fascination. He SEES another P51

fast approaching...

VROOM! -- It passes directly overhead...

9 OMITTED 9

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10 OMITTED 10

11 EXT. INTERSECTION - DAY 11

The five tanks turn onto a paved road. It is crowded with

REFUGEES -- A long ragged column of German civilians fleeing

the bombings and marauding Russians to the East. There's a

19th Century carriage being pushed by women. A car is pulled

by horses. OLD MEN, WOMEN, CHILDREN, once proud faces now

dirty and scared.

ON WARDADDY -- Warily eyeing the flood of refugees. Bible

and Coon-Ass outside the turret with him...

WARDADDY:

Okay. Kid, cast an eyeball on 'em.

There might be a wolf hiding in the

sheep. Anyone makes a move you cut them

right in half. Do what you need to do.

If people are in the way, that's their

problem. You copy?

NORMAN:

I copy.

Norman struggles with the machine gun. Hesitant. Gordo

reaches over and c*cks it for him --KERCHACK!

GORDO:

Gun's ready. Just pull the trigger.

Every five rounds is a tracer. So you

can see what you're hitting. Remember,

short bursts. That way you'll harvest

more meat per bullet.

Norman just sees a tired mass of people. Pathetic and

harmless. To them he is their conqueror, not a scared boy.

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12 OMITTED 12

13 EXT. PAVED ROAD - DAY 13

The Refugees move aside for the tanks.

Among them are a dozen SOLDIERS --Schoolboy draftees --With

no appetite for a fight. They toss aside their weapons and

raise white handkerchiefs.

Wardaddy, from his position high in the turret, towers over

them, aims his assault rifle at them...

WARDADDY:

(German)

Keep walking. American lines are that

way. Keep moving. Hands up high. There

you go. Move.

Lieutenant Parker is 50 feet ahead in his tank, he

handsignals for Wardaddy to speed up. The tanks speed past

the line of refugees. Tanks don't like people near them.

14 EXT. FURY (MOVING) - DAY 14

Norman is grateful he didn't have to shoot anyone. They pass

a pretty girl on a bicycle. She smiles at Norman.

GORDO:

There you go, boy. She'll let you f***

her for a chocolate bar.

NORMAN:

That's not true.

GORDO:

That's not true? Okay. It's not true.

COON-ASS

It's true. You can liberate her ass for

a D-ration bar. Or some smokes. Don't

give her a whole pack. Four will do it.

BIBLE:

Ignore them. Don't disappoint Christ.

Don't let them lead you astray.

WARDADDY:

We can kill 'em but we can't f*** 'em.

Right? Cuz it's in the bible.

BIBLE:

I'm done trying to convert you heathens.

Mind if I continue invading Germany?

WARDADDY:

You think Jesus loves Hitler?

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BIBLE:

I would assume so. And if Hitler

accepted Jesus in his heart and got

baptized, he'd be saved. Won't save him

from man's justice.

WARDADDY:

What about your regular issue Nazi line

trooper? He going to heaven?

BIBLE:

You've been asking these same dumb

questions for three years. You know

where I stand.

COON-ASS

Please save me. Sing me a hymn. Sing me

"The Old Rugged Cross." Sing it, boy.

Coon-Ass tickles Bible. For all their back and forth,

they're closer than brothers.

BIBLE:

Stop, fool. I'll shoot you.

WARDADDY:

Knock off the horseplay.

(a beat, then)

Boyd, you think Hitler would f*** one of

us for a chocolate bar?

BIBLE:

I hope so. I'd give it to him good.

Slide this cannon right up his backside

and punch out a Supercharge. Send the

sonofabitch straight to Hell.

COON-ASS

That's awful Christian of you.

15 EXT. PAVED ROAD - DAY 15

The 5 tanks steadily approach their objective. Telegraph

poles line the road. From those poles hang four YOUNG BOYS,

about 10 or 11 --Big signs around their necks...

The men in the Fury stare at the dead children. Wardaddy is

face to face with them. He's up so high.

BIBLE:

What do the signs say?

Wardaddy paraphrases the German scrawls on the signs...

WARDADDY:

"I'm a coward and refused to fight for

the German people."

(sadly)

Kids. They're just kids.

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Then the body of a HOUSEWIFE...

WARDADDY (CONT’D)

"I helped traitors to Germany"

Norman gasps, looking at the bodies. Stunned by the

senseless cruelty.

GORDO:

They did that sh*t in France and Belgium.

Now they're doing it to their own people.

Let 'em rip themselves to pieces.

The tank column continues...

16

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17

EXT. TREE LINED ROAD - DAY 17

Norman yawns, tired....

THEN:

MOVEMENT in the ditch alongside Lt. Parker's tank --An 11

Y.O. HITLER YOUTH aims a Panzerfaust anti-tank rocket at the

Lieutenant's tank -- He's a scared child, fear on his face,

trembling...

Norman can't believe what he's seeing --He hesitates...

FWOOSH! -- The Hitler Youth fires the rocket. It slams

square into the side of Lt. Parker's tank...

KABOOM! -- A perfect hit on the ammunition storage. The

result is instant and catastrophic as a jet of molten steel

ignites the cannon ammunition. The tank rolls to a stop.

A column of intense flame erupts from the commander's hatch

like a giant blow torch. Lt. Parker is immolated like a

human candle...

WARDADDY aims his assault rifle at the Hitler Youth...

BRDDDDT! -- Drops him with a burst. Two more HITLER YOUTHS

decide they are done playing soldier and take off running...

BRDDDT!-BRDDDDT! -- Wardaddy smokes the little f***ers too...

Lt. Parker crawls out of the turret -- Both legs missing, he

rolls off the back of his tank onto the road. He pulls the

.45 from his shoulder holster...

BAM! -- And shoots himself in the head...

ON NORMAN --Horrified. This happened right in front of him.

The BOW GUNNER'S hatch opens. Belching fire and smoke. The

A-DRIVER flails in the open hatch. Roasting alive. Trapped.

(CONTINUED)

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Wardaddy is out of the turret, stepping down past Norman.

Coon-Ass covers him with the big .50 Cal machine gun...

Wardaddy approaches the burning tank. AMMUNITION begins to

EXPLODE. The A-DRIVER thrashing, desperate...

BRDDDDT! -- Wardaddy finishes him off. Then he crosses to

the Hitler Youth in the ditch -- He's still alive. Wardaddy

kicks him...

WARDADDY:

(German)

You happy now you little sh*t? You

should be in school drinking milk. You

didn't have to fight us you idiot.

Wardaddy aims his pistol --BAM! -- Ends the boy's short

lived war. He returns to the Fury. Eyes locked on Norman's.

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