Fury Quotes: Unsentimental Depiction

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MOVIE INFO.

Directed by: David Ayer
Written by: David Ayer
Starring:
Brad Pitt – Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier
Shia LaBeouf – Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan
Logan Lerman – Norman Ellison
Michael Peña – Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia
Jon Bernthal – Grady ‘Coon-Ass’ Travis
Jim Parrack – Sergeant Binkowski
Brad William Henke – Sergeant Davis
Kevin Vance – Sergeant Peterson
Xavier Samuel – Lieutenant Parker
Jason Isaacs – Captain Waggoner
Anamaria Marinca – Irma
Alicia von Rittberg – Emma
Scott Eastwood – Sergeant Miles
Laurence Spellman – Sergeant Dillard
Daniel Betts – Burgermeister
Adam Ganne – SS Lieutenant
Eric Kofi-Abrefa – Company Messenger
Osi Okerafor – Benton

OUR REVIEW & RATING ★★★☆☆

One thing that Fury quotes really achieve well is depicting war as total hell. Directed and written by David Ayres, the story is set during the last months of World War II in which a battle-hardened U.S. Army sergeant, Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier commands a Sherman tank called “Fury” and its five-man crew on a deadly mission behind enemy lines. The film doesn’t really have a real plot and is more about the bonding of the characters during a series of battles.

As the film unfolds Ayres has successfully managed to convey the brutal violence, claustrophobia and grittiness of war but where it stumbles is in the thin character development and somewhat clichéd narrative. With regards to the casting, Pitt delivers a strong no-nonsense performance; Logan Lerman manages to give an understated but believable performance as the fresh-faced young new recruit Norman Ellison and the rest of the ensemble cast all bounce off each other well with Shia LaBeouf as the bible-quoting Boyd Swan being the most memorable.

Verdict: Although Fury is a very unsentimental war movie with some strong, visceral moments giving a relentless, intense account of the nature of war, the film doesn’t manage to escape from going down the cliché route and could have really excelled with more character development.

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“In WW2 American tanks were outgunned and out armored by the more advanced German tanks. US tank and crewmen suffered staggering losses against the superior enemy vehicles. It is April 1945, the Allies fight deep in the heart of Nazi Germany, encountering the most fanatical resistance yet. In desperation Hitler declares total war, mobilizing every man, woman and child.”

[first lines; we see a lone Nazi soldier riding his horse through a field battle passing dead bodies and blown up tanks and vehicles, as he rides past a seemingly busted tank, US Army Staff Sergeant Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier jumps out and stabs him repeatedly, he then sets the horse free and returns to his tank to join his men where Grady ‘Coon-Ass’ Travis is trying to fix the tank]
Grady Travis: Son of a bitch!
[just then Collier steps inside the tank]
Grady Travis: Did you get that fucker?
Don Collier: I knocked him off.
[we see Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan urinating into a metal box and looks over to Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia who’s holding onto the hand of one of their dead crew members]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Gordo. Stop. Leave him rest.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Mm.
[Gordo shakes his head]
Don Collier: Gordo, he’s dead. He’s dead! Show some respect. Leave him alone.
[Gordo lets go of his dead friend’s hand; to Collier]
Grady Travis: It’s your fault!

[to Travis as he tries to fix the tank]
Don Collier: Goddammit. Ain’t you done yet?
Grady Travis: You ain’t got no right to be fucking sore with me. Quit fuckin’ ridin’ me.
Don Collier: I ain’t ridin’ you. If I was ridin’ you, you’d know it. More where he came from.
Grady Travis: Fuck you, Don! It’s your fuckin’ fault we’re here.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Is he still talkin’? Let’s get out of here! Boyd!
[Collier kicks Travis with his foot]
Grady Travis: Aah! Fuck! What the fuck did you do that for?! I’m trying to fix this!
Don Collier: You know why!
Grady Travis: You wanna fuckin’ whoop me? That’s not gonna help anything!
[Collier speaks into their radio trying to make contact]
Don Collier: Four-eight-five-six.
Grady Travis: I said why you always whoopin’ on me?
Don Collier: Because you’re an animal. A dog. All you understand is the fist and boot.
Grady Travis: Don, I’ll tell you right now, don’t fuckin’ call me that. I ain’t a fuckin’ animal. I ain’t a fuckin’ dog.

[to Travis]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Vamanos. Vamanos
Don Collier: Hey, you wanna talk Mexican join another tank. A Mexican tank. This is an American tank. We talk American.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Who put the fucking nickel in you, Top? You talk Kraut. You talk German! I can’t talk Spanish?
Don Collier: Bible, what county are we in?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Germany.
Don Collier: Germany! They speak German! Would you explain to him it’s still a war.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: It’s still a war, Gordo.
[Travis grabs his crotch]
Grady Travis: Alright, here’s my tool of war.

[to Collier, referring to the cup of coffee he has in his hand for him]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Top.
[Collier takes the coffee from Boyd]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: You knew German before we got into this fucking war! Don’t play stupid with me.
Don Collier: I expect all of you to pull your shit together.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Why don’t you stop ragging on everyone. You didn’t kill Red, the Germans did.
Don Collier: That is true, but I didn’t save him either.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: His number came up, that’s all. We’ve been lucky until now.
Don Collier: We’ve been lucky?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Yes, sir. We’re all alive, we’re in here.
Don Collier: God’s grace.
[Collier pokes his head out of the commander’s hatch and looks around for a moment before dropping back down inside and closing the hatch]
Don Collier: A raid’s coming.
[suddenly bombs start dropping around them as Travis continues to fix the tank]
Don Collier: Coon-Ass, anytime, sweetheart.
Grady Travis: Now, I’m your sweetheart, right? Okay. Gordo, take her out.

[Gordo tries to start the engine]
Don Collier: Choke her up, she’s cold.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: There’s condensation on the plugs.
[Gordo tries the engine again but it still doesn’t start]
Don Collier: Fuck!
[the engine suddenly comes to life]
Don Collier: Alright, move out. Get us out of here.
[Gordo starts moving the tank forward]
Don Collier: Bible, gun front.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Roger.
[Gordo continues to drive the tank forward as bombs are being dropped around them]

[we see the crew driving back to their base, as their tank stops we see it is named “Fury”; Collier gets out of the tank]
Sergeant Davis: Thought you were dead.
[Collier shakes hands with Davis]
Don Collier: The Devil watches over his own.
[he shakes hands with Binkowski who’s standing next to Davis]
Don Collier: Binkowski.
Sergeant Binkowski: Good to see you.
Sergeant Peterson: Don.
[Collier shakes hands with Peterson]
Sergeant Peterson: I’m glad you made it back.
Don Collier: Your crew still together? Nate, Limburg?
Sergeant Peterson: Doing well.
Don Collier: Good.

[Collier watches as his men take out Red’s dead body from the tank and hand him over to the army medics]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Grab his arm. Put him down. Put him down.
[the two medics grab the body]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Move.
[they put Red’s body on the ground, Lieutenant Parker approaches Collier]
Lieutenant Parker: Sergeant? Sergeant.
[Collier stops and turns to Parker, they both look to see Red’s body being taken away on a stretcher by the medics]
Lieutenant Parker: Where’s the rest of Third Platoon?
Don Collier: We’re it. fury-3
Grady Travis: Boy? Hey, boy, do you have a name? You’re gonna send him home, right?
Lieutenant Parker: I don’t know that, Grady.
Don Collier: Red’s got us all a little sad right now, but we got a job to do. Grady, restock ammo and rations. Gordo, water and gas. Boyd, get some chow and do what you can about mechanical issues.
[Collier turns and starts walking away]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: We can’t do shit about mechanical issues. Where are you goin’?
[Collier ignores him and continues to walk off, then as Collier get out of sight he takes a quiet moment and breaks down briefly, feeling the stress of war]

[young soldier, Norman Ellison, approaches Collier]
Norman Ellison: You’re Sergeant Collier?
Don Collier: Maybe. What the fuck are you?
Norman Ellison: Private Ellison. I was told to report to you, I’m your new Assistant Driver.
[Collier takes a look at Ellison]
Don Collier: No, you are not.
[Collier continues to walk off]
Norman Ellison: Yes. Yes, I am. fury-5
Don Collier: Goddammit!
[Collier stops and turns to face Ellison]
Don Collier: Who told you this?
Norman Ellison: Master Sergeant with the clipboard.
Don Collier: Bullshit!
[Ellison points to the Sergeant]
Norman Ellison: Right there. He’s ri…
[Ellison pauses and looks at Collier]
Don Collier: What’s your name?
Norman Ellison: Norman.
Don Collier: How long have you been in the army?
Norman Ellison: Eight weeks.
[Collier points to their tank]
Don Collier: That’s home. Do as your told, don’t get too close to anyone.
[Collier turns and walks off]

[Ellison goes over to meet the rest of the crew who are working on the tank]
Norman Ellison: Hi. Hi, I’m Norman.
[Ellison holds out his hand to Boyd to shake but he ignores it, Gordo takes Ellison’s dufflebag then all three look at Ellison coldly making him nervous]
Norman Ellison: Which…which way is the front?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Which was is the front? Hm. All around us, kid. Cause this is Germany, we’re surrounded by Krauts. Ain’t that right, Grady?
Grady Travis: That’s right.
[Gordo searches through Ellison’s dufflebag and takes out his notebook, Ellison goes to take it back but Gordo stops him]
Norman Ellison: Can I please have my book back?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Where’s your cigarettes?
Norman Ellison: I don’t smoke.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: You’re a bastard.
[Ellison grabs his bag]

Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Hey, you go to tank school?
Norman Ellison: Tank school? No. I’ve never even seen the inside of a tank. I’m a clerk typist. I was heading to Fifth Corps HQ, they pulled me off the truck, they sent me here. It’s gotta be a mistake.
Grady Travis: A mistake? Army don’t make mistakes. It do what it do.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: You from Missouri?
Norman Ellison: No.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Are you from Chicago?
Grady Travis: Nah, you’re from Arkansas, ain’t you?
Norman Ellison: No, I’m from…
Grady Travis: Hush up, man. Nobody gives a fuck where you’re from.
[Gordo laughs]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Are you a praying man?
Norman Ellison: I go to church.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Who’s your nomination order? Episcopalian? Yeah, you are. You’re a mainliner, ain’t you?
Norman Ellison: Yeah, I am.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Are you saved?
Norman Ellison: I’m baptized.
[the other laughs]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: That ain’t what I asked you.
Grady Travis: That ain’t what he asked you.

Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Hey, Gordo, what did I ask him?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: “Are you saved?”
Grady Travis: You gotta listen. fury-4
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Are you saved?
[Ellison just looks at Boyd]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Wait until you see it.
Norman Ellison: See what?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: What a man can do to another man.
[pointing to the tank]
Grady Travis: Before you find Jesus, why don’t you come take a look at your seat? That’s where you’re gonna be. Go get a bucket of hot water from the kitchen, get that shit clean.

[Ellison enters the tank with a bucket of hot water, he looks around the tank which has the blood and remains of Red who was killed inside the tank, he notices a pictured of Red with his wife, he then starts cleaning up the blood and notices a piece of Red’s face]
Norman Ellison: Oh, fuck. Fuck.
[outside, Collier is sat drinking coffee with Binkowski, Peterson and Davis]
Sergeant Davis: We ain’t supposed to be the targets now.
Don Collier: Tell my platoon that.
Sergeant Binkowski: They sent five tanks out, one comes back. It’s hard to believe we’re winning the war.
[at the same time we see Ellison scrambling out of the tank, jumping down to the ground and vomiting]
Sergeant Peterson: Stop talking about yesterday’s fight, think about today’s.
[Collier notices Ellison, who’s looking like he’s about to cry, he notices a truck full of dead soldiers arriving, gets up and stands by Fury]

[Collier notices an SS officer is being marched through the base]
Don Collier: Hey, why are bringing him through here? Why isn’t he sleeping?
Tired GI #1: G-two wants a prisoner to question.
Don Collier: Oh, I’ll question him.
[Collier walks over to the SS officer and then speaks to him in German]
Don Collier: [subtitled] What’s your favorite color? Are you a good dancer? Do you like fat girls?
Tired GI #1: Get back!
[suddenly Collier goes to grab the SS officer but Boyd and Gordo pull him back]
Tired GI #1: Pull him off! Pull him off!
[the other soldiers join in to pull Collier away from the SS officer]
Tired GI #1: Get the fuck…! Get back!
Don Collier: Fucking protecting him!
[Boyd keeps pulling Collier away and tries to calm him down]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: It’s me! It’s me! You got other things to worry about. You gotta stop now. Just stop.
Don Collier: Cocksuckers. Fucking SS.
Grady Travis: You good, top?
Don Collier: Bringing him through this camp.

[to Ellison; referring to the SS officer being brought through their camp]
Don Collier: You see that? He’s an SS. You kill every last one you can. They’re real assholes.
Grady Travis: Fuck every last one. They started it. We’re finishing it.
Don Collier: Done much killing?
Norman Ellison: No.
Don Collier: You will.
[Collier throws Ellison a rifle]
Don Collier: Boys, take him through that gun.
Grady Travis: Alright.
[Collier turns and leave]
Norman Ellison: What…what do I do with this?
[Travis smack him across the head]
Grady Travis: Sit up. See that cover?
Norman Ellison: Yeah.
Grady Travis: Open it.
[Ellison opens the gun’s cover]
Grady Travis: Now you kill. Close it up.
[Ellison closes the cover]
Grady Travis: Now you ain’t.
[Travis laughs]

[Collier, Binkowski, Peterson and Davis meet with Parker]
Lieutenant Parker: Main Unit’s punching East. We are going North on a flank guard mission. We’ll tie up with Baker Company from the 41st. Sergeant Collier is with us now. He’ll be acting Platoon Sergeant.
Sergeant Peterson: Fine by me. Good to have you, Don.
[Parker pulls out a map and shows it to the group of sergeants]
Lieutenant Parker: We’re making Baker Company here, then together we’ll take this town. After that we’re working for Captain Waggoner. Any questions?
Sergeant Binkowski: I got one question.
Lieutenant Parker: Peterson.
Sergeant Binkowski: I’m Binkowski, sir. Uh…you start shaving your face?
[Parker ignores the dig, takes the map and pulls back]
Lieutenant Parker: First Platoon! Mount up and move out!
[the four sergeants ignore him, Collier lights a cigarette]
Don Collier: The war’s not going anywhere, sir.
[to the others]
Don Collier: You heard him. Mount up!

[Fury and the other three tanks start pulling out of camp]
Outpost Sentry: Hey! Go fuck yourself, Wardaddy!
Don Collier: Not if it’s too high.
Outpost Sentry: You owe me forty bucks!
[Collier and his crew start driving Fury out of camp]
Outpost Sentry: Mount up! Let’s go gentlemen.
[as Fury drive out of camp we see a sign “You are in Germany. An enemy country. Keep on the alert. Courtesy of the 2nd Armored Division”]

[as Fury is driving to their destination they come across German refugees walking on the road with their belongings; Collier speaks to Ellison through the intercom]
Don Collier: Alright, there might be real fighting in this shoot. Get your up, cast an eyeball on it. Anything that makes a move, you cut them right in half. People are in the way, that’s their problem. You do what you gotta do. Copy?
[Collier hears Ellison’s voice reply back quietly]
Norman Ellison: Copy.
Don Collier: Do you copy?
Norman Ellison: I copy.
Don Collier: Gordo, talk him through that gun again.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Roger.
[Gordo is in the next hatch to Ellison]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Hey, gun’s ready, Just pull the trigger. Every five rounds in the tracer so you can see what you’re hitting. And remember, short bursts. That way you’ll harvest more meat per bullet.
[Ellison puts his hand on the gun to be ready]

[Collier starts speaking to the refugees that they pass across the road]
Don Collier: [subtitled] The Americans are over there. Keep moving. keep your hands up.
[as they pass a girl with her bike who looks up at Ellison]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: She’ll let you fuck her for a chocolate bar.
Norman Ellison: That’s not true.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: That’s not true?
Norman Ellison: No.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Okay. It’s not true.
Grady Travis: It’s completely fucking true. Why don’t just you give her some smokes? You ain’t gotta even give her a whole pack neither, fucking four will do it.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Ignore him, don’t disappoint Christ now. Don’t let them lead you astray.
Don Collier: You’re saying we can kill ’em but we can’t fuck ’em cause it says so in the Bible.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Just stop, alright? I’m done trying to convert you heathens. Mind if I continue invading Germany?

Don Collier: Boyd, do you think Jesus loves Hitler?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Do I think Jesus loves Hitler? I’d assume so. Hitler accepted Jesus in his heart and got baptized, he’d be saved. Ain’t gonna save him from man’s justice.
Don Collier: What about your regular issue Nazi line trooper?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: No, I’m not gonna do this again.
Don Collier: Is he going to heaven?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: We’ve been talking about the same dumb shit for three years. You know how I stand on it. Trying to rile me up now.
Grady Travis: Hey, what about me, huh? You think you could save me? Sing me a hymn.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Yeah, sure.
Grady Travis: Sing “The Old Rugged Cross”?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Oh, I ain’t gonna sing in now.

[Grady starts trying to touch Boyd’s mustache annoying Boyd]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Don’t.
Grady Travis: Sing. I like it.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: I’ll sing it if you don’t do that.
Grady Travis: Let me just touch your mustache.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Don’t touch it.
Grady Travis: I just want to touch your mustache.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Stop, Grady!
Grady Travis: Why does that bother you so much?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Stop! I’ll shoot you. I’ll shoot you, I swear!
Don Collier: Knock it off. Knock off the horseplay.
[he pauses for a moment]
Don Collier: Boyd, you think Hitler would fuck one of us for a chocolate bar?
[all three laugh]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: I hope so.

[as they pass a forest Ellison sees someone moving through the bushes, but hesitates when suddenly the German kid solider in the bushes launches a missile at the lead tank setting it aflame, everyone starts firing into the bushes, Ellison notices the lieutenant in the lead tank engulfed in flames, as he screams in agony he shoots himself in the head, Collier gets off the tank and notices the dead German soldiers are children and walks back to their tank]
Don Collier: Norman! You cocksucker! Why didn’t you take the shot?
Norman Ellison: Cause he was just a kid. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry, sir.
[Collier climbs onto the tank and grabs hold of Ellison]
Don Collier: See what a kid can do? Look!
[referring to the inflamed dead body of the lieutenant]
Don Collier: That’s your fault. That’s your fucking fault! Next German you see with a weapon, you rake the dogshit out of him. I don’t care if it’s a baby with a butter knife in one hand and mama’s titty in the other. You chop him up!
[Collier hits Ellison over the head]
Norman Ellison: Yes, Sergeant!
[Collier hits Ellison’s head again and takes his seat back in the tank]
Don Collier: Bible.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Yeah?

[Collier looks over to Davis and shakes his head, he speaks into the intercom]
Don Collier: All tanks, four dead. Looks like I’m it. I’ll lead the column. Let’s get us where we’re going.
[the tanks start moving with Fury leading the way to meet with Baker Company]
Don Collier: Stop it here, Gordo.
[a solider approaches them]
Don Collier: Baker Company?
Sergeant Miles: Yes, sir.
Don Collier: I’m not a “sir.”
Sergeant Miles: I ain’t either. Where’s your boss?
Don Collier: Dead.
Sergeant Miles: Who’s in charge of this column.
Don Collier: I am.
Sergeant Miles: Then I’m talking to the right man. Park it over there. The old man’s waiting.

[Miles takes Collier to meet with Captain Waggoner, we can hear him talking into the radio]
Captain Waggoner: …standing knee deep in their guts, if I want an opinion. Baker-6, out. Pencil pushing motherfucker.
[turns and see Collier]
Captain Waggoner: How you doing?
[to one of his soldiers]
Captain Waggoner: Load the casualties into a truck. I’m gonna drive ’em back to base. We take care of our own.
[to Collier]
Captain Waggoner: Come with me.
[they enter into a farm shed; to one of the soldiers]
Captain Waggoner: Hey, wake up!
[Waggoner throws his helmet to the soldier; to Collier] fury-6
Captain Waggoner: Alright, how many tanks we got?
Sergeant Miles: Four.
Captain Waggoner: Four. You shittin’ me? I asked for ten.
[turns to Miles]
Captain Waggoner: Miles! Sergeant Miles?
Sergeant Miles: Yes, sir.
Captain Waggoner: Get First Platoon ready. You’re working for him now. They can stand there and point.
Sergeant Miles: Roger.
[Miles leaves]

[pointing to the map]
Captain Waggoner: Alright, here’s the deal. I have a platoon trapped in this beet field by machine guns. I sent my tracks in, Jerries took ’em out. So I got tank guns there, there, possibly there. I don’t know. I need you to rescue my guys. Take the guns out.
Don Collier: I can do that.
Captain Waggoner: Alright, that clears this road into town. You push forward, I’ll join you there. We’ll clear it out. Maybe they’ll surrender or maybe they’ll fight.
Don Collier: This high ground, you got any eyes on it?
[tapping the different areas on the map]
Captain Waggoner: I had eyes there. Gone. There. Gone. We’re flying blind. It’s you and me.
Don Collier: Krauts got sights on this road, so unless I show my flank, any objections if I come in here?
Captain Waggoner: You can ride on a fucking magic carpet for all I care. I know who you are. I know you know what you’re doing. You just paste them hard for me. They murdered some good boys out there today.
[Waggoner hesitates a moment looking frustrated]
Captain Waggoner: Why don’t they just quit?
Don Collier: Would you?

[Collier meets with Davis, Peterson and Binkowski to explain his plan with Waggoner]
Don Collier: They got a platoon pinned down in this field by NTG’s. The Krauts got anti-tank covering the field. Once we cross the hedgerow we will be in range and within their line of sight, so be alert. Hit anything that fucking moves.
Sergeant Davis: Yeah, unless they pound us first.
Don Collier: If they do we’ll know exactly where they are. Let’s get these boys out of there and smash those guns. Then we’ll capture the town just after tonight. Clear?
Sergeant Binkowski: Why are we rescuing kittens instead of just driving down to Berlin?
Don Collier: Why are you such an asshole?
Sergeant Davis: That’s a great question.
Don Collier: March order: Fury, Old Phyllis, Lucy Sue, Murder Inc. Let’s go.
[they all turn to go to their tanks]
Sergeant Miles: Alright, fuck-sticks! Mount up! Let’s go! Mount up!
[everyone mounts and they pull away led by Fury]

[as Collier leads the four tanks towards their destination]
Don Collier: All tanks, Wardaddy. When we head over the ground line up on me. Keep your spacing, don’t bunch up. On my signal we’ll drop the doughs and roll up that 75. Everyone copy?
Sergeant Binkowski: Love One-Five, copies. Wilco.
Sergeant Peterson: Copy.
Sergeant Davis: Love One-Three copies.
Don Collier: Gordo, halt.
[Gordo stops Fury]
Don Collier: All tanks halt. All tanks halt.
[Collier checks the hedgerow ahead with his binoculars; to the tanks via the intercom]
Don Collier: Alright, let’s get the boys out.
[to his crew]
Don Collier: Get ’em off. Every last man. Button up.
Sergeant Miles: Everybody out! Move out! Move! Everybody out!
[all the men in the tanks start moving out of their tanks; to Ellison]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Close your hatch.
[to the men]
Sergeant Miles: Come on! Move, move, move!
[Ellison and Gordo close their hatches and stay in their tank]

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[Ellison and Gordo can hear Collier through the intercom as he leads them to the field where the US army troops are hunkered down]
Don Collier: All tanks move out. Park right. Park right. Park right. Park right.
[the tanks start pulling away to the right]
Don Collier: On my line, guys. On my line.
[to the men following behind the tanks]
Sergeant Miles: Keep low!
Don Collier: Binkowski, keep an eyeball on that high ground. Roger.
Sergeant Binkowski: Love One-Five, copies. Wilco.
[to one of his crew]
Sergeant Binkowski: Watch that tree range right there. Hold back, hold back. Right on, right on.
Sergeant Binkowski: Alright, here we go, men.
Don Collier: Nose on the ground. Nose on the ground. Keep an eye out.
[Miles notices a wounded soldier]
Sergeant Miles: Over here!
Don Collier: Slow, slow, slow.
Sergeant Binkowski: We got bodies.

Sergeant Davis: Fall in! Fall in!
Don Collier: Space it out. fury-7
Sergeant Peterson: Watch your fucking spacing!
Sergeant Binkowski: Alright, let’s hold up.
Don Collier: I said, hold back, hold back, hold back.
as the tanks pass the troops lying in the field roll into the trail of the tank, taking cover behind it and joining the troops as they approach the tree line where the Nazis are based
Don Collier: Love One-Three! Right stick! Right stick! We got troops on the ground!
[to his tank driver]
Sergeant Binkowski: Right stick! Right stick, Goddammit!
[to Binkowski via the intercom]
Don Collier: Get your head out of your ass!
[suddenly a German machine gun starts firing at Fury]
Don Collier: Bible, hit that machine gun. Eight hundred meters left. Hit it!
[Boyd turns the tanks cannon]
Don Collier: Fire!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd shoots the cannon]

[to Ellison as the German continue to fire at them]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Look forward! Look at your periscope! Periscope!
Grady Travis: Clear!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Fire!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On one!
[Boyd fires the cannon again]
Don Collier: Cease fire! Target destroyed.
[Boyd laughs as she sees a soldier flying through the air]
German soldier: Fire!
[a cannon is fired and it passed by Collier head nearly hitting him]
Don Collier: Fuck! Anti-tank! Turn left!
[Boyd turns the cannon to shoot at the anti-tank]
Grady Travis: Traverse left!
[the German anti-tank fires at them again]
Sergeant Peterson: It’s just a ricochet. We’re okay.
Don Collier: Bullshit! That’s a Kraut high velocity gun. I can hear it whistling.

Sergeant Peterson: Anti-tank! Right front! Right front!
Don Collier: Got it!
Grady Travis: Clear!
Don Collier: Fire!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd and the other tanks start firing at the anti-tanks and the German troops]
Don Collier: Okay. Cease fire. Cease fire. Target destroyed.
German soldier: Fire!
[just then another anti-tank fires at them]
Don Collier: There’s another gun! Who’s got eyes on it?
Sergeant Binkowski: Eyes on that tank. I don’t see shit.
Don Collier: Gordo, keep to the left. Got it! Anti-tank! HE! Traverse left!
[Boyd turns the cannon]
Don Collier: On it! Fire!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd start shooting the cannon at the anti-tank]
Don Collier: All tanks, start squirting that tree line. Let’s light ’em up. Let’s go. Let’s clean it up.
[the four tanks straighten up their line and drive towards the Germans position]

[to Ellison as the German troops are shooting at them]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Hey! Hey, start shooting!
Norman Ellison: Well, what do I shoot at?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: The Nazis, dumb fuck!
[looking nervous, Ellison starts shooting his gun but misses wildly and quickly runs out of bullets]
Norman Ellison: Gotta reload!
[as Ellison starts to reload his gun a German soldier appears before their tank from a foxhole]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Hey, get him!
Norman Ellison: I’m loading the gun.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Kill him!
Norman Ellison: I’m loading the gun.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Got him.
[Boyd shoots the German soldier]

[to Ellison as he took too long to reload his gun]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Do your job! Do what you’re here for!
Norman Ellison: I was loading the gun!
[over the intercom]
Don Collier: Machine guns, twelve O’clock. Gordo! Run those bastards over!
[Gordo drives the tank over the German soldiers in their foxholes]
Don Collier: All tanks! Hold here! Hold here!
[the tanks stop and Collier starts firing his machine gun; to Miles]
Don Collier: Get these boys to the fight!
[the soldiers get off the tank]
Sergeant Miles: March and fire!
[the soldiers start firing their guns at the German soldiers]

Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Hey, squirt those Krauts on the left. You can see ’em?
[Ellison looks through his periscope and all he sees is dead German soldiers]
Norman Ellison: All I see are dead bodies.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: How do you know they’re dead? Are you a doctor? Hit ’em!
Norman Ellison: But they’re dead! Why would I shoot them if they’re already dead?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: So they don’t stand up and shoot us in the ass!
Norman Ellison: Oh, fuck!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Get ’em!
Norman Ellison: Fuck!
[Ellison starts to break down and lose it]
Norman Ellison: I can’t fucking be here any fucking more!
Don Collier: Turn your Goddamn intercom off if you’re gonna ball like that!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: You got it, top.
Norman Ellison: I want to give up. I want to give up. I can’t be here anymore.
[Ellison throws his helmet aside as he sobs]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: This ain’t pretty, you know? This is what we do.
Don Collier: Boys, fight on foot.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Okay.
[Boyd and Travis start getting out of the tank]
Norman Ellison: I don’t want to.

[the troops enter the fight and soon the battle is over with all the German soldiers killed; Boyd walks over to a wounded soldier, kneels beside him and holds his hand]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Close your eyes, son. Close your eyes. You’re meeting Jesus. You’re alright there. You’re alright there. I’m gonna pray with you now. Our Father, Who art in heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name; Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever. Amen.
[at the same time Collier enters the tank, he looks over to Ellison who’s been sat in his seat the entire time the soldiers were fighting]
Don Collier: I had the best battle gunner in the entire Ninth Army in that seat. And now I got you. I promised my crew a long time ago I’d keep them alive. You’re getting in the way of that.
Norman Ellison: Well, I’m sorry. Okay? I am trained to type sixty words a minute. I am not trained to machine gun dead bodies. I’m trying my very best.

[one of the soldiers pushes a captured German soldier]
US Soldier #1: You got on a U.S. Army coat! Where did you get it? Huh?
[he pushes the German soldier]
US Soldier #1: Who did you kill, boy? Where did you get that coat, boy?
[the German soldier replies in German]
German Soldier: [subtitled] Forgive me. Let me go, please.
[Collier gets out of the tank to watch what’s happening]
US Soldier #1: Who’d you kill?
German Soldier: [subtitled] Don’t shoot. Let me go, please, let me go.
[more of the U.S. soldiers surround the German soldier and start pushing him around]
US Soldier #1: Who’d you kill, boy?
Don Collier: Sergeant, hold on!
US Soldier #2: Knock it off, boys.
Don Collier: Hold up!
US Soldier #2: Knock it off, boys!

[from inside the tank Ellison hears the commotion and then Collier calling out his name]
Don Collier: Norman, get out here!
[Ellison pokes his head out of his hatch]
Don Collier: Norman, come here.
[Ellison hesitates]
Don Collier: Come on, son.
[Ellison gets out of the tank and joins Collier who then takes him towards the other soldiers surrounding the German soldier]
Don Collier: Sergeant, call your dogs off.
[the German soldier starts begging for mercy in German to Collier]
German Soldier: [subtitled] I have a family.
[he takes out pictures of his wife and children to show Collier]
German Soldier: [subtitled] This is my wife, my children.
[Collier grabs the photos and throws them away]
Don Collier: [subtitled] Shut your mouth.
[Collier grabs the German soldier, turns him and pushes him to his knees]
Don Collier: [subtitled] Kneel.

[after getting the German soldier to kneel Collier goes over to Ellison]
Don Collier: You are no Goddamned good to me unless you can kill Krauts.
[he takes out his gun and holds it out for Ellison to take]
Don Collier: Put a big fat hole in his back.
[Ellison shakes his head, Collier shoves the gun into Ellison’s chest]
Don Collier: Put a big fat hole in his fucking back.
Norman Ellison: No.
Don Collier: Why the hell not? fury-1
Norman Ellison: It’s not right.
[Collier starts hitting Ellison in the head]
Don Collier: Not right. We’re not here for the right and wrong. We’re here to kill them.
[he grabs Ellison by his shirt]
Don Collier: Why are you here? You’re here to kill him.
[he drags Ellison towards the kneeling German soldier]
Don Collier: You know why he’s here? He’s here to kill you. He’s here to kill you, Norman. He’s here to rip your throat…
Norman Ellison: Go to hell.
[Collier hits him over the head again]
Norman Ellison: God! Ah!

Don Collier: I’m trying to teach you something. Are you here to get me killed?
Norman Ellison: No.
Don Collier: Are you gonna get me killed?
Norman Ellison: No.
Don Collier: I need you to perform. Just get it over with. Just get it over with.
Norman Ellison: I can’t do it.
Don Collier: Yes, you can. I know you can. It’s he kills you or you kill him. Simple math.
[Collier slaps Ellison in the face and shoves the gun at him again]
Don Collier: You or him. Pick!
Norman Ellison: Just kill me.
[Collier grabs Ellison again]
Don Collier: Come here.
Norman Ellison: Kill me. Kill me. Kill me! Kill me! Please! I can’t do it!
[Ellison starts crying, Collier shoves him to the ground]
Norman Ellison: Don’t fucking…
[Collier then takes Ellison in a chokehold and tries to put the gun in his hand]
Norman Ellison: Stop! Please, stop.

[the other soldier just stand around watching Collier taking hold of Ellison]
Don Collier: Oh, no, no. That’s the easy part.
[Collier puts Ellison’s finger on the trigger]
Norman Ellison: Please don’t make me do this. Don’t make me do this.
[then Collier puts his own finger on top of Ellison’s finger, cocks the gun and points it at the German soldier]
Don Collier: It’s alright. One, two…
[the German soldier starts begging for mercy again]
Don Collier: Do it, Norman. Do it, Norman. Do it, Norman.
[finally Collier pulls the trigger over Ellison’s hand and shoots the German soldier dead, Collier then let’s go of Ellison who begins crying and kicks him]
Don Collier: Do your job.
[Collier and the other soldiers walk off; lying down on the ground looking traumatized, Boyd walks over to Ellison]
Don Collier: Come on, boy. Let’s go.
[he helps Ellison stand, we then see Collier sitting by himself also looking shaken]

[to Boyd]
Norman Ellison: Is this supposed to make a man out of me? Is this supposed to make a man out of me? Cause of my conscience…
[Boyd takes him to join the rest of the Fury crew who are sat next to the tank drinking coffee]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Sit down.
Norman Ellison: …is clean. My conscience is clean. I’m keeping it that way.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Look, we got here coffee.
[Boyd pours Ellison a cup of coffee and hands it to him]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Don might be crazy than a shithouse rat, but he’s solid. We’ve been together since before Africa. I won’t fight with anybody else.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Me neither. There ain’t no crew stayed together like we have, Norman. That’s because of him.
Grady Travis: First time we got shot at down in North Africa, Don he done shit his drawers full.
[the others laugh]
Grady Travis: He stunk the tank up real bad. It’s true.
[just then Collier joins them, the crew stands]
Don Collier: We move out in fifteen. Norman, I haven’t seen you eat anything all day. You make sure you get something to eat.
[Collier turns and leaves; to Ellison]
Grady Travis: You best go eat somethin’. Make sure he sees it too.

[as Collier leads the tanks everyone looks up in the sky to see a mass of white band of contrails left by the bombers]
Don Collier: There you go, boys. Keep pounding them. fury-8
[they pass through the next town and see two hanging bodies with signs around their necks]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: They got signs around their necks. What do them signs say?
Don Collier: “I’m a coward and refused to fight for the German people.”
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: The SS does that. Let ’em rip themselves to pieces, huh? Fuck them.

[into the radio]
Don Collier: Baker Six from Love One-Six. I got eyes on the town and we’re ready to commence assault.
Captain Waggoner: Baker Six copies. Initiate your attack. Me and my boys will head over for the south. Over and out.
Don Collier: We’ll split up here. One-Four, One-Three, you take left. Binkowski, follow me. You stay on my ass.
[to the soldiers on foot]
Sergeant Miles: Check those cells.
Sergeant Binkowski: Copy. I got you, Daddy.

[to the soldiers on foot as Fury enters a rural village]
Don Collier: Clear the alley!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Keep moving, tanks. Go.
Don Collier: Gordo, just punch through that wall of smoke.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Copy.
Don Collier: Okay, hard left. Nine o’clock. Nine o’clock.
[Gordo takes the turning and the tank goes through the road in the village; to the soldiers on foot]
Sergeant Miles: Move up.
Don Collier: Gordo, halt. Halt.
Sergeant Miles: Hold here.
[Fury stops next to an old man standing on the sidewalk]
Don Collier: [subtitled] Grandpa. Where are the German soldiers?
[the old man points ahead down the road when suddenly he is shot in the head by a sniper, this sets of a battle as the German soldiers start shooting at them]
Don Collier: Bible, follow my burst.
[Collier shoots his machine gun, Bible looks through his periscope and gets ready to fire]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Bible fires the cannon hitting the building Collier is shooting at, the battle between the US and German soldiers continues as both sides shoot at each other]

[to the soldiers on foot after killing the German soldiers in the building ahead]
Sergeant Miles: Come on, move out! Come! Keep moving!
[Fury and the soldiers slowly move ahead]
Sergeant Miles: Keep moving. Come on, keep moving up.
Don Collier: Watch that doorway. Watch that doorway.
[one of the soldiers kicks the door in of the building they are passing, suddenly a German machine gun opens fire on them killing Miles and the other soldiers on foot]
Don Collier: Halt. Halt.
[Gordo stops Fury; into the radio]
Don Collier: Binkowski, see that Kraut stinger in the cellar there on my left? Mind giving him what for?
Sergeant Binkowski: I’ll slap him around a little bit for you. You better button up.
[Collier gets inside the turret and closes his hatch]
Sergeant Binkowski: Reload!
[Binkowski’s tank fires a cannon into the cellar next to Fury wiping out the German soldiers inside]
Don Collier: Goddamn.

Don Collier: Alright. Gordo, forward.
Sergeant Binkowski: Fucking eyes up, everywhere we go.
Don Collier: Gordo, hard right. Three o’clock in the square. Binkowski, you take the far end. You cover our tail.
Sergeant Binkowski: Got you.
as they start going through the town square they are shot at by a German anti-tank
Don Collier: Anti-tank! First left! Destroy the ground floor.
[Travis loads up the missile]
Grady Travis: Clear, Boyd!
Don Collier: Fire when ready!
[the missile is fired through the building with the German soldiers, they come running out, screaming in agony as they are on fire, one of the US soldiers goes to shoot them when his colleague stops him]
Sergeant Dillard: No, they’re cooking. Go, go!
[finally Ellison finally guns them down]
Don Collier: Good shooting, kid. Keep stacking ’em up.
[to Ellison]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: You should have let ’em burn.

[to the soldiers on foot]
Sergeant Dillard: Look inside. Check it all the way.
Don Collier: Gordo, halt here.
[the town’s Burgermeister approaches Fury waving a white sheet]
Burgermeister: [subtitled] Please stop shooting!
Don Collier: [subtitled] Come here.
Burgermeister: [subtitled] The soldiers want to surrender. We give up. The war is over. Thank God.
Don Collier: [subtitled] Tell them to come out with their hands up.
[the Burgermeister calls out to the German soldiers to come out; into the radio]
Don Collier: Binkowski, load an HE and get ready to put it in that bank if these people want to test us.
Sergeant Binkowski: That’s my pleasure.
[to the soldiers on foot]
Sergeant Dillard: Check the door. Check the door.
[the bank’s front door opens and a bunch of kids with their hands up dressed in uniform exit the building]
US Soldier: Fuck, it’s a bunch of kids.
Sergeant Dillard: Cut ’em down. Come on.

[to the crew in Fury as they watch the German kids exit the bank building]
Don Collier: Here they come. Keep an eye out.
[to the kids]
Sergeant Dillard: Right over there!
US Soldier: Let’s go!
Sergeant Dillard: Go!
[to the German soldiers they’ve held to one side]
US Soldier: Violence on sour Kraut. Look what you got.
[as more children in army uniforms exit the building they are followed by an adult wearing an officer’s uniform]
Don Collier: [subtitled] Burgermeister. Is he the one hanging kids?
Burgermeister: Yah.
[to Dillard]
Don Collier: Hey! Shoot that guy!
Sergeant Dillard: This guy?
Don Collier: Yeah, him. The SS cocksucker with the busted wing.
[Dillard pulls the SS Officer to one side]
Sergeant Dillard: Hey, Angel. This one’s yours.
[to the SS Officer]
Sergeant Dillard: Auf Wiedersehen, asshole.
[Gordo watches through his periscope]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Motherfucker.
[one of the US Soldiers aims his gun at the SS Officer, fires and kills him]

[the troops celebrate taking over the town, Gordo drunkenly escorts a German prostitute]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: I’m, uh…I’m gonna take care of you, okay?
German Woman: Okay.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: You want to see a tank?
[to Travis as they approach Fury]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Hey, I’m gonna marry this girl.
[to the woman]
Grady Travis: It’s gonna be for two. It’s gonna be him, then me. Alright? Go on up there.
[Travis helps the girl climb onto the tank]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Give me your hand.

[Collier meets with Waggoner]
Captain Waggoner: You boys come through okay?
Don Collier: Just a walk in the park.
Captain Waggoner: Alright, Sergeant. You get some rest and relax. We’ll go win the war in the morning.
Don Collier: Yes, sir.
[Collier turns and walks over to Ellison who’s sat next to Fury reading a book]
Don Collier: Norman. Wasn’t nothin’, right?
Norman Ellison: Come again, Sergeant?
Don Collier: Rubbing out those Heinies. Splashed ’em real good. Wasn’t nothing right?
Norman Ellison: Sure, Sergeant. Yeah, it wasn’t nothing. In fact, I kind of liked it.
[Collier looks at Ellison not believing him]
Don Collier: I want to show you something.
[Collier heads off and Ellison reluctantly follows him]

[Collier takes Ellison to the Nazi headquarters where there are bodies of several dead men and women]
Don Collier: They knew we were coming. So they got drunk as Lords and shot themselves at sun up.
Norman Ellison: Why are you showing me this?
Don Collier: Ideals are peaceful. History is violent.
[Collier walks out and Ellison follows him]
Don Collier: Do what I tell you. You do that, you’ll get through this thing.
[Collier sees a woman peer through a curtain window in a building opposite them]
Don Collier: Come on.
[Collier heads off to investigate with Ellison following him]

[Collier and Ellison enter the building, they reach the apartment door, Collier pounds on the door then opens it, the woman inside puts up her hands as Collier points his gun at her]
Don Collier: [subtitled] Who is inside?
Irma: [subtitled] Just me.
Don Collier: [subtitled] Bullshit.
[he backs Irma through into another room then pushes her out of the room; to Ellison]
Don Collier: Watch her.
[Collier looks in the closet, then realizes there’s someone hiding under the bed]
Don Collier: [subtitled] Come out! Right now!
[Collier reaches for the girl hiding under the bed, Irma rushes over to Collier to stop him]
Norman Ellison: Hey! Hey!
[Ellison drags the young woman, Emma out of the room]
Norman Ellison: Calm down. Stand fucking here.
[Collier drags the girl out and pulls her to stand beside Irma; to Ellison]
Don Collier: Close the door and lock it.
[he makes Emma sit on the couch]
Don Collier: Lock the fucking door!
[Ellison goes to lock the door]

[to Irma in German]
Don Collier: [subtitled] You said no one was here. You could have gotten her killed.
Irma: [subtitled] She’s my cousin. I’m sorry. Please. I was scared
[Collier pushes her to sit down]
Don Collier: [subtitled] Sit down.
[Collier goes over to the dining room table, drops his gun on the table and sits down]
Don Collier: [subtitled] Bring me hot water.
[to afraid, Irma doesn’t move, she just holds onto Emma’s hand]
Don Collier: [subtitled] Go.
[Irma gets up to go and Emma reluctantly let’s go of her hand; to Ellison]
Don Collier: Put the gun down. Grab a seat. You make me nervous.
[Ellison takes the seat that Irma just vacated next to Emma]

[to Emma in German]
Don Collier: [subtitled] Come here. fury-10
[Emma nervously walks over to Collier who looks her up and down]
Don Collier: [subtitled] What’s your name, young lady?
Emma: Emma.
[Collier reaches into his bag, takes out a tin and carefully removes the cloth to reveal eggs, he gives the tin of eggs to Emma]
Don Collier: Ja.
[he then takes out two cans and gives it to her]
Don Collier: Hey.
[finally he gives her two packs of cigarettes, Emma takes everything into the kitchen to join Irma]

[outside Irma’s apartment the soldiers are playing with a piano]
Soldier: Fuck! Aah! Grenade!
[suddenly the piano explodes, inside the apartment Ellison goes over to the window to see what’s happening]
Don Collier: Get away from that window before they shoot the hell out of you.
[back with Travis and Gordo who’s climbing down the tank after sleeping with the prostitute]
Grady Travis: Yeah! How was it, Gor?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: It was good.
[Travis laughs]
Grady Travis: You get your ass up there, Boyd.
[Travis starts climbing up the tank to have his turn with the prostitute]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: I hope you get scabies.
Grady Travis: Shit.