Memphis Belle Page #5
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1990
- 107 min
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(CONTINUED)
25.
CONTINUED:
BRUCE (CONT'D)
They're just about to become the
first crew in the Eighth Air Force
to fly their twenty-fifth and final
mission. Let's hear it for them!
Hip hip...!
CUT TO:
unhappily watching Bruce. The Rookie starts to complete
the cheer.
ROOKIE:
Hooray...
Danny grabs his arm to stop him. A couple of other
rookies have started to cheer, but they also quickly shut
up. A grim silence falls over the hangar. Bruce is
embarrassed and doesn't know what to do. Danny looks at
Clay -- a look saying "Do something." Clay quickly goes
through the crowd and steps up onstage and takes the
microphone.
CLAY:
This buddy of mine keeps begging
me to sing and I guess I ain't
gonna get out of it this time.
Clay says a few words to the band leader, then turns back
to the microphone. In the meantime, Bruce quietly leaves
the stage. The band begins.
CLAY:
(sings)
'Oh, Danny Boy,
The pipes, the pipes are
calling...'
ON DANNY:
He blushes and tries to escape. Jack and Eugene grab
Danny and force him to stay. The Rookie smiles, enjoying
this -- this is what Danny was talking about.
CLAY:
'From glen to glen,
And down the mountain side...'
Then suddenly, without warning, Clay and the band go
into an up-tempo, jazzy version of the song. Clay's good
-- he's a natural. Everyone starts to dance. In no time
at all the hangar is swinging again.
26.
EXT. BASE - NIGHT
Phil is alone out in the middle of the field. The SONG
can be heard IN the DISTANCE. Phil holds a nearly full
bottle of Scotch. He looks up at the moon, diffused
through a layer of fog. He shouts.
PHIL:
I don't want to die, I don't want
to die, I don't want to die...
His call fades away. He takes a long drink from the
bottle. He stumles a little, then wanders off, disappearing
into the fog.
EXT. BASE - DAWN
The horizon is just starting to fill with light. The fog
is gone and the clouds are breaking up.
CUT TO:
MEMPHIS BELLE:
The Plexiglas of the nose, top turret and ball turret
reflect the bright sunrise. It's a B-17F, olive green
with a grey belly. On the nose, there's a painting of
a leggy woman in a bathing suit. Also, twenty-four
yellow bomb emblems and eight swastikas. The big forward
landing gear gives it a wide stance and the nose points
into the air, as if eager to take off. The plane is
huge, so huge it doesn't look like it could ever get off
the ground. It's a dramatic sight, the sun coming up
yellow and hot behind this 30 tons of machine. Men are
feverishly working on the plane, getting it ready, loading
the bombs, checking every detail again and again.
23A INT. ENLISTED MEN'S BARRACKS - DAWN
The barracks is dark. Danny is in bed, asleep. Suddenly,
a flashlight is flipped on, right in his face.
SERGEANT:
Daly, rise 'n' shine. Mission
oh-eight-hundred.
Danny squints up at the pie-faced SERGEANT.
DANNY:
Okay.
The Sergeant shines the flashlight in Rascal's face.
(CONTINUED)
27.
23A CONTINUED:
SERGEANT:
Moore. Up and at 'em.
RASCAL:
I just went to sleep!
He pulls the covers over his head. Other men are
starting to wake up, groaning, hacking.
SERGEANT:
Alla yous guys, get crackin'!
Clay sits up and starts to sing.
CLAY:
(sings)
'Oh, how I hate to get up in the
morning...'
INT. OFFICERS' BARRACKS - DAWN
It is identical to the enlisted men's Nissen hut, but
less crowded with six bunks, rather than twelve. The
Sergeant shines the light in Dennis's face.
SERGEANT:
Captain Dearborn, mission today.
Breakfast oh-six-hundred, briefing,
oh-six-forty-five.
Dennis wakes and looks at his wristwatch.
DENNIS:
Thanks, Sergeant.
SERGEANT:
Lieutenant Sinclair.
In the bed next to Dennis's Luke is already starting to
awake. His dog is sleeping beside him on the bunk.
LUKE:
I'm up.
The Sergeant moves his flashlight across the aisle to
Phil's bed. It's empty.
SERGEANT:
Where's Lieutenant Lowenthal?
DENNIS:
Phil? I don't know. Val, where's
Phil?
(CONTINUED)
28.
24 CONTINUED:
The Sergeant moves the flashlight to Val. Val quickly
improvises.
VAL:
He's in the can. Couldn't sleep.
Nerves.
SERGEANT:
I don't blame him. Give 'em hell
today.
DENNIS:
Will do.
Dennis starts to get up. Behind his back, Val and Luke
exchange a glance. They have no idea where Phil is.
25 EXT. BARRACKS - DAWN
Val, dressed, comes out of the barracks. It rained
during the night and the ground is muddy. Men are
hurrying for the latrine and mess hall. Jeeps go by,
splashing mud. Val starts jogging.
26 EXT. BASE - DAWN
Val jogs around the perimeter track. Planes are on
their individual hardstands, with ground crews crawling
over them. Gas trucks and bomb carts come and go.
Ordinance crews are loading fat olive drab bombs into
the bellies of the planes. Armament crews are putting
boxes of ammunition in the planes and checking the gun
turrets. Val looks around for Phil, but there's no sign
of him.
27 EXT. AIRPLANE HANGAR - DAWN
All that remains of the dance is some beer bottles,
playing cards and cigarettes on the ground. The
hangar door is open and we can see that it has turned
back into a repair shop. A damaged B-17 is being
cannibalized for its parts. Val looks around, stumped.
PHIL:
Bogey, six o'clock low!
Phil tackles Val from behind and knocks him to the
ground. Val scrambles out from under Phil and gets to
his feet. Phil sits in the mud, laughing.
VAL:
You're drunk!
(CONTINUED)
29.
CONTINUED:
PHIL:
(deliberately
slurring)
I rethent that inthinuation!
He takes a drink from his bottle of Scotch -- it's almost
empty.
VAL:
Are you crazy? We've got a
mission!
Val grabs the bottle away from Phil, then tries to pull
Phil up. He's wasted.
PHIL:
I know, that's why. I'm gonna
get it today, Val. My luck's up,
my number's run out. I mean...
(giggles)
I'm gonna die and I want to give
you something to remember me by.
He takes off his watch.
VAL:
I don't want that piece of crap.
You've got to get hold of yourself.
Everybody's counting on you...
Arm around Phil, he starts leading him back to the
barracks.
PHIL:
You want my cufflinks? They've
got my initials.
VAL:
Phil, you're going to let everyone
down...
PHIL:
How about my whole set of New York
Yankee baseball cards? Nah, then
you'll just remember the Yankees
Phil continues to ramble as Val leads him away.
PHIL:
I know, my fountain pen! You
could use it to fill out
prescriptions and stuff. Or you
name it, Val. Anything you want.
My dog tags? You want my dog
tags or my Boy Scout knife?
30.
INT. LATRINE - DAY
There are men in here, shaving, sleepily getting ready
for the mission. Val and Luke watch Phil weave towards
a stall. He misses the door and bumps into the doorjamb.
LUKE:
That's our navigator.
Phil disappears into the stall.
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