Memphis Belle
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1990
- 107 min
- 750 Views
FADE IN:
EXT. FIELD - DAY
A football game is in progress. Six guys on each side,
all in their late teens and early twenties, wearing
khaki pants, work shirts, T-shirts. OVER, we hear the
voice of BRUCE DERRINGER. The first player we see is
VIRGE HOOGESTEGER.
BRUCE (V.O.)
Virge Hoogesteger., What kind of
name is that? Nicknamed 'The
Virgin.' Well, look at him. Poor
kid probably tries to get a girl
into bed and she wants to make him
brush his teeth and wash behind
his ears.
Then we see JACK BOCCI bulldozing down one of the
defense players.
BRUCE (V.O.)
Look at this goon. Jack Bocci
from Brooklyn. He's a magician.
Wants to be the next Houdini.
Well, he's escaped twenty-four
missions. Not bad for an amateur.
Next, EUGENE McVEY nervously making a play.
BRUCE (V.O.)
This is the religious one.
There's always a religious one.
Eugene McVey. Nineteen from
Cleveland. There's always one
from Cleveland. High strung,
nervous, always coming down with
something. How'd he get in this
bunch?
Next, we see RICHARD "RASCAL" MOORE showing off.
BRUCE (V.O.)
Rascal? That can't be his real
name. Here we go. Richard Moore,
but called the Rascal. Thinks
he's a real ladies man. Talks
dirty, the whole bit. Well, he'll
grow out of it. If he grows at all.
Then we see CLAY BUSBY, cooly running with the ball.
(CONTINUED)
2.
CONTINUED:
BRUCE (V.O.)
Clay Busby, a farmer's son from
Louisiana. Plays piano and sings.
Listen to this. Learned piano in
a New Orleans whorehouse. Better
keep that out of the papers.
Last, we see DANNY DALY. He has the ball and is going
for the touchdown as his team urges him on.
BRUCE (V.O.)
Oh boy, this kid couldn't be more
Irish if he tried. Even his name,
Danny Daly. He's the
intellectual. Writes poetry.
Likes to read. Hates sports.
Danny makes the touchdown. He shouts with exhilaration
and raises the ball in triumph. Just then, a huge olive
drab B-17 bomber appears out of nowhere and roars
directly overhead. The game is forgotten and everyone
starts running towards a short, boxy control tower. Now
we see that the football field is a grassy area on the
side of an air field with three intersecting runways.
Men are coming from all over the base, on foot and
bicycle, shouting out the number of planes: five, seven,
nine, twelve! Planes are appearing all over the sky.
EUGENE:
Fifteen, sixteen!
JACK:
How many went out?
DANNY:
Twenty-one.
VIRGE:
There's another!
We MOVE UP TO the control tower. The balcony is crowded
with men. THROUGH the window we see the CO (Commanding
Officer) on the phone.
The CO is in his early thirties, impeccably-dressed.
He's in charge and handles his many responsibilities
efficiently -- no detail is too small. In the b.g. are
the adjutant and other personnel.
(CONTINUED)
3.
1A CONTINUED:
CO:
How can I promise you 24 planes
tomorrow when they're not even
back?
The adjutant comes up to him with some papers, the CO
grabs them and motions the adjutant away. The CO is
shocked by what he hears. He speaks quietly.
CO:
Where? But we hit that target a
month ago, sir. I thought...
The voice on the other end interrupts.
CO:
I know we have to put the pressure
on, but I almost lost a quarter of
my...
The S-2, a scholarly, bespectacled young man, comes in
from the balcony and waits to get the CO's attention.
Frustrated, exasperated, the CO listens to the voice on
the other end.
CO:
Yes, sir. Yes, sir, I'll have my
ground crews work all night. I
was hoping to give them a little
break. We're having a dance
tonight in honor of the Group's
first anniversary...
(interrupted again)
Yes, I'll give you an update as
soon as I know more. Thank you,
sir. Goodbye.
He hangs up. He's shaken by the news he's received.
S-2
Sir, eighteen planes. Three still
out.
He nods, then hurries out the door to the balcony.
EXT. CONTROL TOWER BALCONY - DAY
On the balcony, COLONEL BRUCE DERRINGER. Bruce is in
his mid-thirties, has all-American good looks and an
easy-going charm that he can turn on and off at will.
Bruce isn't watching the planes landing. He's looking
down at the lawn below. The CO comes out on the balcony
with the S-2.
(CONTINUED)
4.
CONTINUED:
BRUCE:
So that's them.
CO:
Those are the enlisted men.
You're meeting the officers
this afternoon.
BRUCE:
They must be the ten luckiest
sons of b*tches in the world.
CO:
They're ordinary men, Bruce.
2A BRUCE'S POV
FROM the balcony DOWN TO the control tower lawn where
our six boys are just joining the crowd below.
BRUCE (O.S.)
Are you kidding? First, they
volunteer for this, then they
do 24 missions without a scratch.
They don't sound very ordinary
to me.
S-2
Two more, sir.
2B EXT. CONTROL TOWER BALCONY - DAY
The CO looks out at arriving planes through his
binoculars.
BRUCE:
You know, people at home are
getting pretty discouraged by our
losses. They're starting to think
daylight bombing is a mistake.
CO:
It's the only way we're going to
win this war.
BRUCE:
You're right, and we've got to
get that message across. That's
where I come in. The nation's
going to fall in love with those
boys. The first crew in the
Eighth Air Force to complete their
tour of duty.
(CONTINUED)
5.
2B CONTINUED:
CO:
They haven't done it yet.
BRUCE:
They will. You'll make sure of
it.
He leans on the balcony and looks down at the crew. We
The six boys anxiously watch for the last plane.
DANNY:
One more. It'd be great if
everyone came back today. With
the dance and everything.
CLAY:
I give them four to one. Any
takers?
JACK:
Me.
CLAY:
Show me your money, Jack.
JACK:
Gene, lend me some money.
EUGENE:
What do I look like, Wells Fargo?
DANNY:
There they are!
Danny points out at the horizon. The boys are relieved.
They push each other around a little, then turn and start
walking across the field towards the barracks. SOUND:
ENGINE SPUTTERING. (The following dialogue can be used
as the men walk away, if needed.)
VIRGE:
I heard they brought in a swell
band for the dance tonight.
DANNY:
Clay, maybe they'll let you sing
with them.
CLAY:
No siree.
(CONTINUED)
6.
3 CONTINUED:
EUGENE:
You sing to us in the plane all
the time.
CLAY:
Yeah, but you guys ain't got no
taste.
4 OMITTED
&
5
5A EXT. BASE - DAY
The plane is coming in to land. It has two feathered
props and only the left front wheel is down. The wheel
touches the runway and the plane immediately tips to
the right. It pivots on its single wheel, scraping its
belly on the runway. The props on the right side bend
back, slowing the PLANE's spin. It starts to come to
a halt, but just as it looks like it's safe, it EXPLODES
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