Three Kings Page #15

TROY:

What the f*** happened to

necessity?

ARCHIE GATES:

It just changed.

TROY:

Not for me.

Shiites and Iraqi soldiers watch the debate nervously.

ARCHIE GATES:

Obey the f***ing order, Barlow.

TROY:

This is f***ed up.

Doc points to the Shiites.

DOC:

What if that was you?

Troy displays the gunshot in the Kevlar.

TROY:

What if this was you not wearing

Kevlar?

Suddenly, THE SOUND of an APPROACHING TANK. They turn.

A tank rolls toward them fast, down a narrow side street,

followed by a truck with a rocket launcher.

TROY:

Great, a f***ing tank. That should

send us on our way.

VIG:

Grenade launcher, sir.

Vig struggles to lift the grenade launcher.

ARCHIE GATES:

No. Let's get out of here.

TROY:

It's about f***ing time.

Troy jumps into the luggage-packed truck, starts the engine.

Vig starts the Humvee; Archie jumps in next to Vig.

PAN TO the eight Shiites, plus the Man In Glasses and the

Little Girl, jam into the crowded Humvee. Doc jumps in.

The tank approaches. The Humvee pulls away. The tank rolls in

from the side, but the tank turret WHINES and CLICKS, stuck

in place. An Iraqi pops out the top of the tank.

TANK IRAQI:

Hazal mafan.

He gestures to the whining, stuck, turret. Another Iraqi

tries pushing the turret. The truck with the small rocket

launcher pulls up.

INT./EXT. HUMVEE

as it bounces along fast. Archie is in pain while Doc pours

disinfectant over Archie's gunshot wound in his lower left

arm, and wraps it. Vig looks terrified as he drives.

INT. TRUCK

Troy, driving alone, speeds the truck as fast as it will go,

bouncing along the road.

TROY:

We were home free, you stupid son

of a b*tch.

WIDE AERIAL SHOT

the truck is 60 yards behind the Humvee

ARCHIE GATES (O.S.)

What's the tank doing?

POV:

through Doc's jiggling binoculars of the tank turning.

DOC (O.S.)

Lining us up --

BACK TO THE SCENE

Vig pushes the Humvee's accelerator to the floor.

The Shiite Man In Glasses and his Little Girl cling to the

Humvee as they sit on top of the Vuitton hat cases with eight

other Shiites, including TWO FIVE YEAR OLDS, A BOY AND GIRL.

EXT. BUNKER NUMBER TWO - DAY

Two Iraqi soldiers take a THIN ROCKET, four feet long, and

load a clear plastic canister of brown fluid into it. A

GUNSHOT RINGS OUT, a soldier is hit in the arm.

WHIP PAN TO a Shiite boy with an old rifle in the third floor

window of a small stone building. Iraqis shout and point at

the sniper. The tank turns to the building.

EXT. DESERT - DAY

The Humvee drives fast over the bumpy two-lane road.

EXT. BUNKER NUMBER TWO - DAY

The tank fires a round at the building which COLLAPSES.

INT. SHIITE BUILDING - DAY

A SHIITE MOTHER, FATHER, AND TWO CHILDREN pray at a crude

table when the ceiling collapses.

EXT. BUNKER NUMBER TWO - DAY

The Iraqi soldiers fire the rocket launcher.

DOC (O.S.)

Incoming.

EXT. DESERT - DAY

Vig turns the speeding Humvee off the road. Archie jerks the

wheel back.

ARCHIE GATES:

Stay on the road.

VIG:

I don't wanna get hit.

SLOW MOTION:
Doc looks straight up with the binoculars.

SLOW MOTION:
a rocket streaks a squiggly white line of smoke

across the sky.

REAR OF HUMVEE, SLOW MOTION: half the Shiites hunch down,

bracing for an explosion while the other half crane their

necks, looking straight up into the sky. They cower when

there is an EXPLOSION above.

PAN UP TO - REGULAR SPEED: the ROCKET EXPLODES in the sky a

hundred yards above the Humvee -- INTO A BROWN CLOUD.

DOC:

Gas.

Troy leans out the window of the moving truck and squints up

at the brown gas cloud above as he drives fast.

Archie and Doc grapple to put on their gas masks. Vig reaches

around behind him for his mask as he drives.

VIG:

Where's my mask?

He accidentally veers off the road into the open desert.

ZOOM IN TO a field of mines sitting right on top of the sand,

20 yards ahead. [Iraqi mines were often placed this way]

ZOOM IN ON Archie's alarmed face

ARCHIE GATES:

Mine.

Archie dives from the Humvee followed by Vig, Doc, the Man In

Glasses holding the Little Girl, the other Shiites, including

the Two Five Year Olds. The Hummer drives ten yards, hits the

first mine with an explosion and flies into the air --

INT. TRUCK DRIVEN BY TROY

Flying debris smashes the windshield. Troy instinctively

jerks the wheel and the truck flips onto its side and slides

across the sand.

EXT. MINEFIELD

The airborne Humvee lands on its side, hits another mine, is

blown into the air, lands on its back, and is blown to pieces.

Troy sits sideways as the truck slides across the sand to a

halt inches before a mine, 30 yards behind the wrecked Humvee.

SILENCE. A wheel on the wrecked Humvee spin in the air,

squeaking.

Louis Vuitton suitcases are scattered all over. One has

opened and the gold bars are spilled around.

Shiites stagger to their feet, some cut and bleeding, some

limping. They cover their faces with their clothes as the

dense brown fog descends around them.

Vig's right eye has taken shrapnel and is bloody mess -- he

gropes in the sand for his glasses as blood drips down.

Archie puts his gas mask on the Little Girl with arm casts.

Doc takes his mask off when he sees what Archie has done and

gives it to the Shiite Man in Glasses.

Doc picks up Vig's glasses and hands them to Vig, who stands,

blinking his one good eye, while blood streams down his face.

DOC:

Cover your face, Conrad. Cover

your mouth, man.

Vig is in shock. Doc lifts Vig's bloody hand to Vig's mouth.

Unseen in the fog, Troy climbs out of the overturned truck.

He picks up two Vuitton hat cases, looks up, sees the TWO

LITTLE CHILDREN from the Humvee, running across a mine field

SCREAMING.

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