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Fury Quotes – ‘Ideals are peaceful. History is violent.’

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Starring: Brad Pitt, Shia LaBeouf, Logan Lerman, Michael Peña, Jon Bernthal, Jim Parrack, Brad William Henke, Kevin Vance, Xavier Samuel, Jason Isaacs, Anamaria Marinca, Alicia von Rittberg, Scott Eastwood, Laurence Spellman, Daniel Betts, Adam Ganne

OUR RATING: ★★★½

Story:

War drama written and directed by David Ayer, the story is set during the last months of World War II, the Allies are making their final push in the European theater. A battle-hardened Army sergeant named Don “Wardaddy” Collier (Brad Pitt), leading a Sherman tank and a five-man crew, undertakes a deadly mission behind enemy lines. Hopelessly outnumbered, outgunned and saddled with an inexperienced soldier, Norman Ellison (Logan Lerman), in their midst, Wardaddy and his men face overwhelming odds as they move to strike at the heart of Nazi Germany.

 

Our Favorite Quotes:

‘Stop talking about yesterday's fight, think about todays.’- Sergeant Peterson (Fury) Click To Tweet ‘Ideals are peaceful. History is violent.’ - Don 'Wardaddy' Collier (Fury) Click To Tweet ‘What happened, happened. What's going to happen is going to happen.’ - Grady Travis (Fury) Click To Tweet

 

Best Quotes   (Total Quotes: 111)


 

“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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Goddammit. ain’t you done yet?
Grady Travis: You ain’t got no right to be fucking sore with me. Quit fucking riding me.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I ain’t riding you. If I was riding you, you’d know it. More where he came from.
Grady Travis: Fuck you, Don! It’s your fucking fault we’re here.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Is he still talking? 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: You know why!
Grady Travis: You want to fucking whoop me? That’s not going to help anything!
[Collier speaks into their radio trying to make contact]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Four-eight-five-six.
Grady Travis: I said why you always whooping on me?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 fucking call me that. I ain’t a fucking animal. I ain’t a fucking dog.


 

[to Travis]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Vamanos. Vamanos
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Hey, you want to 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Bible, what county are we in?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Germany.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: We’ve been lucky?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Yes, sir. We’re all alive, we’re in here.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: A raid’s coming.
[suddenly bombs start dropping around them as Travis continues to fix the tank]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Fuck!
[the engine suddenly comes to life]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Alright, move out. Get us out of here.
[Gordo starts moving the tank forward]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: The Devil watches over his own.
[he shakes hands with Binkowski who’s standing next to Davis]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Your crew still together? Nate, Limburg?
Sergeant Peterson: Doing well.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: We’re it.
Grady Travis: Boy? Hey, boy, do you have a name? You’re going to send him home, right?
Lieutenant Parker: I don’t know that, Grady.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 going?
[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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: No, you are not.
[Collier continues to walk off]
Norman Ellison: Yes. Yes, I am.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Goddammit!
[Collier stops and turns to face Ellison]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Who told you this?
Norman Ellison: Master Sergeant with the clipboard.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Bullshit!
[Ellison points to the Sergeant]
Norman Ellison: Right there. He’s ri…
[Ellison pauses and looks at Collier]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: What’s your name?
Norman Ellison: Norman.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: How long have you been in the army?
Norman Ellison: Eight weeks.
[Collier points to their tank]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 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 got to 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 got to listen.
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 going to 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 todays.
[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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Hey, why are bringing him through here? Why isn’t he sleeping?
Tired GI #1: G-two wants a prisoner to question.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Oh, I’ll question him.
[Collier walks over to the SS officer and then speaks to him in German]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 got to stop now. Just stop.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Cocksuckers. Fucking SS.
Grady Travis: You good, top?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Bringing him through this camp.


 

[to Ellison; referring to the SS officer being brought through their camp]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Done much killing?
Norman Ellison: No.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: You will.
[Collier throws Ellison a rifle]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Boys, take him through that gun.
Grady Travis: Alright.
[Collier turns and leave]
Norman Ellison: 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: The war’s not going anywhere, sir.
[to the others]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 got to do. Copy?
[Collier hears Ellison’s voice reply back quietly]
Norman Ellison: Copy.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Do you copy?
Norman Ellison: I copy.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 got to 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: You’re saying we can kill them but we can’t fuck them 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 going to save him from man’s justice.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: What about your regular issue Nazi line trooper?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: No, I’m not going to do this again.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 going to 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Knock it off. Knock off the horseplay.
[he pauses for a moment]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: See what a kid can do? Look!
[referring to the inflamed dead body of the lieutenant]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Bible.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Yeah?


 

[Collier looks over to Davis and shakes his head, he speaks into the intercom]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Stop it here, Gordo.
[a solider approaches them]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Baker Company?
Sergeant Miles: Yes, sir.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I’m not a “sir.”
Sergeant Miles: I ain’t either. Where’s your boss?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Dead.
Sergeant Miles: Who’s in charge of this column.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 going to drive them 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]
Captain Waggoner: Alright, how many tanks we got?
Sergeant Miles: Four.
Captain Waggoner: Four. You shitting 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 them 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Would you?


 

[Collier meets with Davis, Peterson and Binkowski to explain his plan with Waggoner]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Why are you such an asshole?
Sergeant Davis: That’s a great question.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, halt.
[Gordo stops Fury]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: All tanks halt. All tanks halt.
[Collier checks the hedgerow ahead with his binoculars; to the tanks via the intercom]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Alright, let’s get the boys out.
[to his crew]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Get them 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: All tanks move out. Park right. Park right. Park right. Park right.
[the tanks start pulling away to the right]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: On my line, guys. On my line.
[to the men following behind the tanks]
Sergeant Miles: Keep low!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Nose on the ground. Nose on the ground. Keep an eye out.
[Miles notices a wounded soldier]
Sergeant Miles: Over here!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Slow, slow, slow.
Sergeant Binkowski: We got bodies.


 

Sergeant Davis: Fall in! Fall in!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Space it out.
Sergeant Peterson: Watch your fucking spacing!
Sergeant Binkowski: Alright, let’s hold up.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Get your head out of your ass!
[suddenly a German machine gun starts firing at Fury]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Bible, hit that machine gun. Eight hundred meters left. Hit it!
[Boyd turns the tanks cannon]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Bullshit! That’s a Kraut high velocity gun. I can hear it whistling.


 

Sergeant Peterson: Anti-tank! Right front! Right front!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Got it!
Grady Travis: Clear!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Fire!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd and the other tanks start firing at the anti-tanks and the German troops]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Okay. Cease fire. Cease fire. Target destroyed.
German soldier: Fire!
[just then another anti-tank fires at them]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: There’s another gun! Who’s got eyes on it?
Sergeant Binkowski: Eyes on that tank. I don’t see shit.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, keep to the left. Got it! Anti-tank! HE! Traverse left!
[Boyd turns the cannon]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: On it! Fire!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd start shooting the cannon at the anti-tank]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: All tanks, start squirting that tree line. Let’s light them 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: got to 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Machine guns, twelve O’clock. Gordo! Run those bastards over!
[Gordo drives the tank over the German soldiers in their foxholes]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: All tanks! Hold here! Hold here!
[the tanks stop and Collier starts firing his machine gun; to Miles]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 them?
[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 them!
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 them!
Norman Ellison: Fuck!
[Ellison starts to break down and lose it]
Norman Ellison: I can’t fucking be here any fucking more!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Turn your Goddamn intercom off if you’re going to 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 going to 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Sergeant, hold on!
US Soldier #2: Knock it off, boys.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Norman, get out here!
[Ellison pokes his head out of his hatch]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Norman, come here.
[Ellison hesitates]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] Shut your mouth.
[Collier grabs the German soldier, turns him and pushes him to his knees]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] Kneel.


 

[after getting the German soldier to kneel Collier goes over to Ellison]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Put a big fat hole in his back.
[Ellison shakes his head, Collier shoves the gun into Ellison’s chest]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Put a big fat hole in his fucking back.
Norman Ellison: No.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Why the hell not?
Norman Ellison: It’s not right.
[Collier starts hitting Ellison in the head]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Why are you here? You’re here to kill him.
[he drags Ellison towards the kneeling German soldier]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I’m trying to teach you something. Are you here to get me killed?
Norman Ellison: No.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Are you going to get me killed?
Norman Ellison: No.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I need you to perform. Just get it over with. Just get it over with.
Norman Ellison: I can’t do it.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: You or him. Pick!
Norman Ellison: Just kill me.
[Collier grabs Ellison again]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: It’s alright. One, two…
[the German soldier starts begging for mercy again]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Do your job.
[Collier and the other soldiers walk off; lying down on the ground looking traumatized, Boyd walks over to Ellison]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 something. 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: There you go, boys. Keep pounding them.
[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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: “I’m a coward and refused to fight for the German people.”
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: The SS does that. Let them rip themselves to pieces, huh? Fuck them.


 

[into the radio]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Clear the alley!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Keep moving, tanks. Go.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, just punch through that wall of smoke.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Copy.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, halt. Halt.
Sergeant Miles: Hold here.
[Fury stops next to an old man standing on the sidewalk]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Halt. Halt.
[Gordo stops Fury; into the radio]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Goddamn.


 

Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Alright. Gordo, forward.
Sergeant Binkowski: Fucking eyes up, everywhere we go.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Anti-tank! First left! Destroy the ground floor.
[Travis loads up the missile]
Grady Travis: Clear, Boyd!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Good shooting, kid. Keep stacking them up.
[to Ellison]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: You should have let them burn.


 

[to the soldiers on foot]
Sergeant Dillard: Look inside. Check it all the way.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, halt here.
[the town’s Burgermeister approaches Fury waving a white sheet]
Burgermeister: [subtitled] Please stop shooting!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] Come here.
Burgermeister: [subtitled] The soldiers want to surrender. We give up. The war is over. Thank God.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 them down. Come on.


 

[to the crew in Fury as they watch the German kids exit the bank building]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] Burgermeister. Is he the one hanging kids?
Burgermeister: Yah.
[to Dillard]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Hey! Shoot that guy!
Sergeant Dillard: This guy?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 going to 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 going to marry this girl.
[to the woman]
Grady Travis: It’s going to be for two. It’s going to 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Yes, sir.
[Collier turns and walks over to Ellison who’s sat next to Fury reading a book]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Norman. Wasn’t nothing, right?
Norman Ellison: Come again, Sergeant?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Rubbing out those Heinies. Splashed them 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Ideals are peaceful. History is violent.
[Collier walks out and Ellison follows him]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] Who is inside?
Irma: [subtitled] Just me.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] Bullshit.
[he backs Irma through into another room then pushes her out of the room; to Ellison]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Watch her.
[Collier looks in the closet, then realizes there’s someone hiding under the bed]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Close the door and lock it.
[he makes Emma sit on the couch]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Lock the fucking door!
[Ellison goes to lock the door]


 

[to Irma in German]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] Sit down.
[Collier goes over to the dining room table, drops his gun on the table and sits down]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] Bring me hot water.
[to afraid, Irma doesn’t move, she just holds onto Emma’s hand]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] Go.
[Irma gets up to go and Emma reluctantly let’s go of her hand; to Ellison]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] Come here.
[Emma nervously walks over to Collier who looks her up and down]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Ja.
[he then takes out two cans and gives it to her]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ 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 ‘Wardaddy’ 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.


 

[as Irma and Emma are preparing the eggs in the kitchen, Collier takes off his shirt to wash his face and shave, Ellison sits at their piano and starts playing the piano, Emma surprised by Ellison playing the piano goes over to him and sings along to the song, but stops when she notices Emma Collier’s back is covered in burn scars, Collier catches them looking at his back]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: She’s a good, clean girl. If you don’t take her in that bedroom, I will.
[Emma takes Ellison to the bedroom, Irma goes to stop them]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] No. They’re young and they’re alive.
[Irma gives him some coffee and returns to the kitchen to prepare the food as Collier shaves]


 

[inside the bedroom, Emma and Ellison are sat on her bed]
Norman Ellison: Can I see your hand? Can I see your hand? I’m not going to bite you.
[she gives him her hand]
Norman Ellison: This hand. Here.
[he opens her palm]
Norman Ellison: Now, you can tell a lot about a person from the lines on their hand. Um…
[she looks at him not really understanding]
Norman Ellison: You don’t know what I’m saying, do you? Alright. This, you see that?
[he indicates to the line in the palm of her hand]
Norman Ellison: That’s the ring of Solomon. It means you help people, you understand them. It’s really rare. Really rare. You see?
[he shows her his hand]
Norman Ellison: You see? You see that, though? Yeah, I got it, too.
[Emma smiles at him]
Norman Ellison: My grandma taught me how to do this.
[as Ellison continues to read Emma’s palm]
Norman Ellison: You see this, right here? That is your heart line. From the looks of this, you are going to have one great love in your life.
[they look at each other for a moment before Ellison leans in to kiss her then pushes her down onto the bed]


 

[Emma exits the bedroom as Collier is sat drinking his coffee, Ellison joins him at the table and Collier smiles at him knowingly]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: You don’t have to say a word.
[Emma goes to the kitchen and fetches two cups of coffee for herself and Ellison]
Norman Ellison: Sit down.
[she hands him the cup of coffee and sits next to him]
Norman Ellison: Thank you.
[Emma say something to Ellison in German]
Norman Ellison: Hmm? What’s that?
[she smiles]
Emma: No.
[she blows on her coffee indicating it’s hot]
Norman Ellison: It’s hot.
Emma: “It’s hot?”
Norman Ellison: Yeah…
[Emma laughs]


 

[the rest of the Fury crew barges into Irma’s apartment breaking their civilized moment]
Grady Travis: Normie! Nor?
[they start banging loudly on the door]
Grady Travis: Norman, where could you be?
[they enter the apartment looking drunk]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Oh, shit.
Grady Travis: Norman, time for you to act the man! We got you fixed up good. Now, look, there a special gal. She down there and she waiting on you.
[Collier look annoyed]
Grady Travis: Now all you got to do is come on down. She wide open just jump on in.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Yeah, she looks a little bit like a whore, but…
[he winks at Ellison then hesitates as Collier and Ellison are just sat silently]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: What?
Grady Travis: I think maybe we too late, Gor.


 

[he goes over to Ellison]
Grady Travis: Norman. What did you do? Norm, you sneaky snail. What did you do? Wait a second, did you…
[he looks at Ellison then Emma]
Grady Travis: Did you, did you take this pretty young thing for a roll?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Yeah, you’re real pretty.
Grady Travis: Did you do that? What’s with your lip?
[he touches Emma’s lip]
Grady Travis: What’s with your lip? Why it quiver? Don’t worry about me, I’m a friend. He fuck you, you fuck me. That how it works.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: You got to pass the plate. Come on, make a donation to the cause.
Norman Ellison: Alright, don’t touch her.
Grady Travis: Don’t touch her?
Norman Ellison: Don’t touch her.
Grady Travis: Don’t ever fucking tell me what to do. You think you get some pussy and now you can fucking act like a man?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Anyone touches the girl, they get their teeth kicked in.
[Emma starts crying]
Grady Travis: That’s how it going to be?
[Travis gets up and pushes Emma’s chair in]
Grady Travis: Well, alright, then.


 

Grady Travis: I guess it’s Norman day, huh?
[Emma gets up and goes to the kitchen]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Mm-hmm.
Grady Travis: Shit, top. It’s your day, Norman.
[he takes a swig from his bottle and places it in front of Ellison]
Grady Travis: You should drink that.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: You best take a bite.
[to Ellison]
Grady Travis: You a man, right? Drink it.
[Ellison reluctantly takes swig from the bottle]
Grady Travis: Attaboy. You did the nasty.
[Travis grabs Ellison’s face]
Grady Travis: Drink it, there it is. Your day. There it is. You like that?
[Ellison shoves Travis’ hand away in anger]
Norman Ellison: Don’t fucking touch me.
[Travis touches his head]
Grady Travis: Don’t touch you? You a man, right? Get some pussy. You a man, right?
Norman Ellison: Get your fucking hands off me.


 

[Travis continues to harass Ellison by touching his face, Ellison tries to fight him off]
Grady Travis: Fucking piece of shit. Watch this. How about that? How about I just kill you, huh? How about I fucking kill you right here?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Grady? Grady?
Grady Travis: Hmm? Fuck. Don’t you fucking speak…
[Travis finally lets go of Ellison]
Norman Ellison: Oh, God! What the fuck is that? Gasoline?
Grady Travis: Taste like gasoline? Hey.
[Travis suddenly slaps Ellison around the head]
Norman Ellison: Ow!
Grady Travis: Fucking north Georgia right there, boy. Fuckup.
[Irma offer Travis a glass shot of liquor, Travis takes it]
Grady Travis: Donkey.
[Travis pours the drink over Ellison’s head, Collier offers Travis a bottle of beer]
Grady Travis: Appreciate it.


 

[Travis starts playing around on the piano]
Grady Travis: Look at that.
[Collier and Ellison look annoyed as Travis bangs on the piano keys; to Boyd and Gordo]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Go have a seat.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: My beverage.
[Emma and Irma places plates in front of them, Boyd picks up the frying pan containing the cooked eggs and Gordo picks one up with his hand]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: That’s the girl’s egg.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: That’s Gordo’s egg.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: That’s the girl’s egg.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Then where the fuck was my egg?
[Gordo drops the egg back into the frying pan; to Collier]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: You want to say grace?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: This meal’s for you.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Roger. Ready?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Let’s do it.


 

[Boyd, closes his eyes and bows his head to say grace]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Our father, thank you for preserving our lives another day on earth so we may execute your will. We love you dear, Lord. Thank you for this meal and this wonderful company. Amen.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Amen.
[Boyd, Travis and Gordo start eating the eggs]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Emma.
[he indicates for Emma to come and sit on the piano seat behind Ellison]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Offer the girl her plate.
[Boyd gives the plate to Travis who offers it to Emma]
Grady Travis: There you go.
[as Emma goes to grab the plate Travis pulls it away]
Grady Travis: Oops! Hold on.
[he offers the plate again, Emma takes it and goes to take her seat]
Grady Travis: Hang on, there. I’m going to fix that for you.
[he goes over to Emma]
Grady Travis: Let me just fix this for you real quick.
[he picks up her egg and licks it before dropping it back on her plate; to Collier]
Grady Travis: I didn’t touch her.
[as Emma begins to cry, Collier offers her his plate of eggs]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Switch with me.
[he starts eating the egg Travis just licked and smiles appreciatively at Irma]


 

[as they all get stuck into eating their eggs]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Y’all were going to eat like kings and queens over here. And we weren’t invited. I wonder why we weren’t invited.
Grady Travis: Guess they too good for us.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I’m enjoying my meal, boys.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Are you?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: And as much as you want to destroy it, you’re not going to fucking stop me.
[pointing to Boyd]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: And neither will you.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: No, sir.
[pointing to Gordo]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: And neither will you.


 

Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Hey, Norman. Do you like horses? Don likes horses. ain’t that right, Don?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: We’re eating.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: No, we’re not. I’m done.
Grady Travis: I’m fucking done eating.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Hey, in France, we hit the beach right after D-Day. Right? And we had to fight through all these fucking hedgerows. Fucking pain in the ass, right? We finally hit open country, and we linked up with the British and the Canadians and you know what we did?
[looking at Collier, who’s now stopped eating]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: You know what we did. We trapped an entire Kraut army pulling back into Germany. We fucked them up.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Yeah.
Grady Travis: Yes, we did.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: There was dead Krauts and horses, busted up tanks and cars for miles. Miles.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Mmm.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Your eyes see it, but your head can’t make no sense of it. And we go in there, and for three whole days, we shoot the wounded horses. All day long. Sunup to sundown, just shooting horses. And they were some hot summer days.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: I ain’t never smelled nothing like that, top.


 

[to Ellison]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Do you know how you kill a horse? You pet it on the, pet it on the forehead, no? And it becomes your friend, it goes like this. And then you shoot it right through the spine. And the sound of it? Those fucking screaming horses? Do you remember that, Don?
[Collier just looks at him]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: All the black clouds of flies just buzzing around. It was like being in a, in a giant beehive.
[to Ellison]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: But you weren’t there.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: That was a real fine story. Pleasant mealtime talk. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Grady Travis: It is what happened, Don. What happened, happened. What’s going to happen is going to happen. Sitting here playing house with a couple bitch Krauts ain’t going to change a fucking thing.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Shut the fuck up.
Grady Travis: Why should I shut up?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: You shouldn’t.
[suddenly Collier pulls out his gun and slams it on the table then spits out the remains of the food in his mouth and gives Travis a cold stare]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: I’m just drunk. I’m sorry.
[Don looks at Grady and Boyd before sitting down to resume his meal]


 

[a soldier rushes into the apartment]
Company Messenger: Where’s love One-Six?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Right here.
Company Messenger: The old man wants you.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: How come?
Company Messenger: You got a mission.
[to the others]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Let’s go!
[the others get up to leave]
Irma: [subtitled] Where are you going?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] To take the next town, and the next and the next, until you people quit.
[Emma is in tears as Ellison prepares to leave]
Norman Ellison: Do you have a pen? I’ll write you.
[Travis pulls Ellison away from Emma]
Grady Travis: Y’all getting married? Is that what the fuck y’all doing? This a fucking wedding?
[he pushes Ellison out of the apartment before he can say goodbye to Emma]
Grady Travis: Hurry up. There are more of them.


 

[Collier meets with Waggoner]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: What am I walking into?
Captain Waggoner: A recon plane spotted a troop concentration moving west, here.
[pointing to the area on the map]
Captain Waggoner: Battalion needs you to guard these crossroads here in this grid on the overlay.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: How many troops did he see?
Captain Waggoner: I don’t know.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: What kind of troops? Did they have tanks, horses, artillery?
Captain Waggoner: I wish I could help you. He took fire, he got the fuck out of there. Enough to spook the colonel. All the tanks are driving on Berlin. There’s a couple of thousand cooks, mechanics and doctors here.
[pointing to the area on the map]
Captain Waggoner: Those Krauts hit them, it’ll be a slaughter. All we got is you. We need you to the crossroads fast as you can. Secure them. Don’t stop for anything. You understand? Take my gas if you have to. If those troops get past you, they’re going to smash into the supply train. Then the whole division’s fucked.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: All right, sir. We’re on the way.


 

[at the tank as Ellison picks up a can]
Norman Ellison: Is that gas?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Open it up.
Grady Travis: Yeah, it’s good. Okay.
Soldier: Incoming!
[suddenly a German air raid hits the small town and explode all around them]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Grady, jump, jump, jump!
[everyone takes cover with Ellison and Grady hiding under the tank; after the raid is over from inside the hatch]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Grady, you up?
[Collier walks over to the tank]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: You good? Boys, good?
Soldier: Thank the Krauts for that.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Binkowski?
Sergeant Binkowski: Yeah, good!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Grady!
Grady Travis: Everybody up! You up?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: I’m up.
[from under the tank Ellison sees that Emma and Irma’s building has been reduced to rubble, he runs to it]


 

Soldier: Alright, let’s get an aid station right there.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Check Peterson. We’re going to mount up.
[noticing Ellison running to the apartment rubble]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Norman!
Grady Travis: I go him!
Norman Ellison: Emma!
[Ellison notices Emma’s dead body in the rubble]
Norman Ellison: Fuck.
[he starts to dig her out]
Grady Travis: Who do you think you are, huh? Jesus Christ?
[Travis pulls Ellison away]
Norman Ellison: No! Fuck!
Grady Travis: You going to raise her up, Norman? Get your ass back on the fucking tank.
[Ellison starts going for Travis in anger]
Norman Ellison: What the fuck is wrong with you?
Grady Travis: What the fuck are you doing? Huh?
Norman Ellison: What the fuck is wrong with you?
[Ellison pushes Travis away]


 

Grady Travis: What you going to do? You going to get mad?
[Ellison starts hitting Travis in the face]
Norman Ellison: You don’t feel anything? You piece of shit!
Grady Travis: That’s it, come on! Come on!
Norman Ellison: Fuck you!
[Travis grabs hold of Ellison and puts his arm around his neck]
Grady Travis: You feel it?
Norman Ellison: Fuck you!
Grady Travis: It’s called war! You feel it?
[Ellison cries out in anger, Travis pushes him]
Grady Travis: Get your fucking spindly ass back on that fucking tank! Where the fuck you think you are?
[Ellison breaks down in tears as he reaches the tank]
Norman Ellison: Oh, God, why?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Tankers, mount up!
[Ellison mounts the tank and Fury starts pulling away with the other tanks following it]


 

[to Ellison who looks despondent as they head out of the town]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: You see that?
[points to the town ahead which is covered in clouds of smoke]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: That’s an entire city on fire. I started this war killing Germans in Africa, then France, then Belgium. Now I’m killing Germans in Germany. It will end. Soon. But before it does, a lot more people got to die.
[later as they continue on their journey suddenly the tanks at the end of the line is hit by a bomb]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Fuck! Reverse! Hard left! Hard left! Reverse!
[Ellison enters into the tank and closes the hatch]
Norman Ellison: Fuck!
[instructing the tanks]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Back up, back up, back up! Hard left! Hatches! Hatches! Back up! Go, go, go, go! Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go! Back up. Left stick. Go, go, go, go! Hard stick!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: What the fuck was it?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: That was an 88. It’s a goddamn tank. Where the fuck is it?
[they are nearly hit by another bomb]


 

[looking through his binoculars]
Sergeant Davis: Tank! Twelve o’clock, eight hundred yards.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I see it! It’s a goddamn tiger! Put some fucking smoke in his face!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Let’s go, Grady. Smoke up, Grady.
Grady Travis: Smoke’s up! Clear!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd fires a cannon]
Sergeant Peterson: We have to get to the crossroads. We got to get past them.
Sergeant Davis: Don, let’s get the fuck out of here! Let’s go!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Unless he drowns himself in a shit-filled ditch, he’s our problem! Hit that son of a bitch!
[Travis gets another shell ready to fire]
Grady Travis: Almost up!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Light the bastard!
Grady Travis: Clear!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd lets off another cannon]
Sergeant Davis: Shoot that fucker!


 

Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Fire when ready!
Sergeant Davis: Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!
[all three tanks stop backing up]
German Corporal: [subtitled] Driver make ready. Load anti-tank.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Alright, all tanks, move forward!
[the tanks start moving forward]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Peterson, right flank!
Sergeant Peterson: Right stick.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Davis, left with me, stay abreast!
Sergeant Davis: Let’s go right at them! Let’s go right at them!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, left flank. Let’s bum-rush this cocksucker!
Sergeant Peterson: Right stick. Taking the right flank.
[the German tank heads towards them]
German Corporal: [subtitled] New target. Tank on the left. Ten o’clock, seven hundred meters.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: He’s coming out.
German Corporal: [subtitled] Fire!
[the German tank fires a shell]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Loader, AP, AP.


 

Grady Travis: Clear!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd fires a shell]
Sergeant Davis: Alright, pump him! Pump him!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gyros on!
[Boyd fires another cannon]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: What do you want, top?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Loader, AP, AP. Smash him.
Grady Travis: You’re clear, Boyd!
Sergeant Peterson: AP, five hundred yards. Fire!
[Peterson’s tank fires a cannon at the German tank but misses hitting it]
German Corporal: [subtitled] Elevate six hundred meters.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Again!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Fuck, Grady. Put it in, now.
Grady Travis: Clear!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd fires another cannon at the German tank and misses, the German tank fires a shell and it takes Peterson’s head right off]
Sergeant Davis: Aah, God!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Goddamn it!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Fuck!


 

Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Hit them!
Grady Travis: Clear!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd’s cannon misses the German tank again]
German Corporal: [subtitled] Same target. Fire!
[the German tank fires a cannon at Peterson’s tank which gets hit]
Sergeant Davis: They got Peterson! Goddamn!
[referring to the German tank]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: It’s a fucking beast.
Norman Ellison: Fuck!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, flank left! Left! Davis, cross him. Flank right! Flank right!
Sergeant Davis: Copy! Right stick! Right stick! Traverse left.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Davis, line it up!
Sergeant Davis: Fire!
[Davis’ tank fires but misses the German tank]
German Corporal: [subtitled] Target eleven o’clock.


 

Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Let’s shoot the son of a bitch! He’s lining up on Roy!
[Boyd gets ready to fire at the German tank]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Goddamn it, I said fire!
German Corporal: Fire!
[the German tank fires at Davis’ tank and it explodes killing Davis and his men]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Goddamn it.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Fuck!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Roy’s gone. We’re all that’s left. It’s up to us now.
German Corporal: [subtitled] Driver halt!
[the German tank stops]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, get around him. Put us on his backside! If we get behind him, we can kill him! Go! Go! Go!
[Gordo starts taking Fury behind the German tank so they can shoot it from behind]
German Corporal: [subtitled] Reverse, reverse! Don’t let him behind us!
[the German tank starts firing at them]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Faster, Gordo!
[the German tank continues to shoot at them]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Goddamn it!


 

German Corporal: [subtitled] Forward. Target two o’clock!
[the German tank manages to hit Fury]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Goddamn it! Fuck!
Norman Ellison: What was that?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: We got hit!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: I lost it.
Grady Travis: Boyd, are you alright?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Aw! Shit! Fuck! We lost power traverse! Switching to manual.
Grady Travis: Boyd, you stay in the fight!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Bible, hit him!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd fires a shell]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Coming around! He’s coming around! Gordo, you got to outrun that gun!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Oh, I got it! I got it!
German Corporal: Fire!
[the German tank fires and hits Fury again]


 

Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, put it in third. Right stick! Bible, put it up his ass, where the armor’s thin.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: I know where to fucking hit him!
Grady Travis: Boyd, you’re clear!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd fires and misses the German tank]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Shit!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Goddamn it, I said in the ass!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: We’re moving too fast! It’s not that fucking easy!
Grady Travis: Come on, Boyd, stay on him!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, when I say back up, you back up. Left stick.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Alright, alright!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Bible, stand by. I’ll call the shot.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Roger! Roger!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, now! Reverse! Reverse! Reverse! Left stick!


 

Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Bible, steady. Steady.
German Corporal: [subtitled] Shoot the bastard!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Come on, Bible!
Norman Ellison: Come on, fucking shoot him!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Steady.
[pauses for a tense moment]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Now!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd fire but it doesn’t hit the German tank hard enough]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Fuck! Grady, one more! One more, Grady! Grady, Grady, Grady!
Grady Travis: Clear!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Again!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd fire and finally manages to take out the German tank]
Grady Travis: Clear!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Tank destroyed.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, halt.
Grady Travis: Jesus Christ.


 

[two German soldiers get out of their tank and Collier shoots them down, then the German Corporal stand through the hatch and starts shooting at Collier]
Norman Ellison: Fucking Nazi fuck!
[Ellison fires the tank’s rifle and kills the German Corporal]
Norman Ellison: Fuck you!
[Collier looks around at the burning tanks]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Radio check, love One-Six.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Yeah, boy.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Radio check, love One-Six.
[to Gordo]
Norman Ellison: Fucking handed him. Good fucking job, Gordo.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Radio check, love One-Six. Radio check, love One-Six.
[Collier bangs on the radio; to the men]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Radio’s eighty-sixed. We’re on our own.


 

Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Good shot.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Oh, it wasn’t me. No, no, I’m the instrument, not the hand. God didn’t call us today. You hear me, boys?
Grady Travis: What’s he doing up there? Big pair of dice? Everyone else came up snake eyes but us?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Lord’s protection.
Grady Travis: We got it, don’t we, Boyd?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Yes, sir.
Grady Travis: We got it.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Yes, sir.
[they all laugh]
Grady Travis: Norman mowed them fuckers down, didn’t he, too?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Good job, Norman.
Grady Travis: Welcome to the army, Norm. You did good.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Oh-ho-ho!
Grady Travis: Best job I ever had.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Best job I ever had.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Best job I ever had.
[Normal smiles to himself]
Norman Ellison: Best job I ever had.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Shit.


 

Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: We’re still open for business. Let’s head out for those crossroads, keep it out of Krauts’ hands like we’ve been told. There’s a wave coming in, we’re the rock to break that wave.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Vamonos.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo, get us out of here.
[they put on their helmets getting ready to leave]
Grady Travis: Fuck it.
[they continue on to the crossroads]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Alright, there’s the crossroads. Gordo, take us up on that hill. We can cover the whole valley from there.
[as they are about to the hill, they run over a mine which hits the side of the tank]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Grady, get down!
[the tanks stalls as one of its tracks is disabled]
Grady Travis: Oh, shit! Not another fucking tiger!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: It’s a mine.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Where’s it coming from? Where?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Settle down. It’s a mine. We hit a mine, is all.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Whew!


 

Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Everybody off! Grady?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Yeah, I’m off.
[looking at the tank’s broken track]
Grady Travis: Shit.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: How bad is it?
Grady Travis: It’s broke as fuck. Busted a bogie, too.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Can you fix it?
Grady Travis: Yeah, why not?
[Gordo talks to himself in Mexican as he examines the broken track]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Alright, Norman, you and Coon-Ass check out that building.
Grady Travis: Get my Thompson!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: What?
Grady Travis: Go get the Thompson!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Gordo!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Yeah?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: You got that rope bag?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Right here.


 

[Ellison and Travis check inside the farmhouse]
Grady Travis: You can put the gun down, Norman. ain’t going to do nothing.
[Travis lights up a cigarette]
Norman Ellison: Can we go now?
Grady Travis: Norman, I’m sorry. You know? I think you’re a good man. It’s what I think.
[Travis chuckles]
Grady Travis: I think maybe we ain’t, but I think you are. See, I just, I wanted to tell you that.
Norman Ellison: It’s okay.
[Travis smiles]
Grady Travis: Come on, let’s go.
[as Travis and Ellison walk out of the farmhouse]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Anything?
Grady Travis: No, nothing. It’s an aid station. They all dead.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Kid.
[he throws a box of crackers to Ellison]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Head up top of that hill, near those trees. You got outpost guard.
Norman Ellison: Can I grab my canteen?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Yeah, you can grab your canteen.
[Norman grabs his canteen and heads off, Collier looks through his binoculars to check for German soldiers]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Norman! Top of the hill, then work your way from the trees.
[he indicates the direction to Ellison with his hand]


 

[Ellison heads up to the trees, sits quietly and starts eating his crackers but soon hears Nazi troops marching and he races back down to warn the crew]
Norman Ellison: Hey! Hey!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Good evening, Norman. Why aren’t you at your post?
[Norman rushes over to him in a panic]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Slow down.
Norman Ellison: They’re coming right now.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Who’s coming?
Norman Ellison: The Germans!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: How many?
Norman Ellison: Too many. Too many to count.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: How many?!
Norman Ellison: Uh, about two, two maybe three hundred of them. They got vehicles, too.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Tanks?
Norman Ellison: No. No, no. Just trucks.
Grady Travis: Ah, probably a bunch of bums looking to surrender, that’s all.
Norman Ellison: No. No, no, no, no. They were marching, they were singing. They sounded like they wanted to fight.


 

Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: What do you mean they were singing? Where?
Norman Ellison: I’m telling you. Right over there.
[they all pause for a moment to listen]
Grady Travis: Hey, you hear that?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: It’s a Goddamn SS battalion.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Bullshit.
Grady Travis: Jesus Christ.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Grady, get my gun.
Grady Travis: Yeah.
[to Ellison]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: You want to get the weapons?
Grady Travis: Shit.
[to Collier]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: What do you want to do?
Grady Travis: Yeah, let’s just get our shit, alright? Look, it’s about to be dark. We just get on up out of here, huh? Let them pass on through. Let’s hit them woods. Norman, go get your shit. Go get your pack. Let’s go.


 

Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: We never run before, I ain’t running now.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: What’s that?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: We’re going to fight it out.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: We can’t.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I’m going to hold this crossroad.
Grady Travis: What do you mean, you’re going to hold this, the tank’s busted! The tank’s fucking busted, top!
[to Collier]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Hey.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Yeah, you said that.
[Collier climbs onto the tank]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Top, what are you doing?
Grady Travis: What do you want to do? You want to sit here?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I’m going to hold this crossroad.
Grady Travis: You want to sit here and hold off a SS battalion?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: No, it’s not what I want to do, but it’s what we’re doing!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: There’s five of us…
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Get to your fighting positions! Mount up!
Grady Travis: What do you mean get into fucking fighting positions when we ain’t got a tank? How we going to fight?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: We got a Cannon!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Don, that don’t make sense!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Stop!
[to Collier]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: What are you doing?


 

[Collier looks down at his crew]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Get out of here. Get to that tree line.
[Collier starts preparing the tank’s cannon and the rest of the crew look at him like he’s gone crazy]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Boys, take care of yourselves. Get to that tree line.
[the crew doesn’t leave, they all just look at Collier]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: It’s alright.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Hmm. It’s alright.
[referring to the tank]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: It’s my home.
[Ellison climbs onto the tank]
Norman Ellison: I’m staying here with you.
[Collier hesitates a moment]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Alright. I’ll need you to load.
[to the other three who are still stood watching him]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Boys, get on. It’s alright.
[Boyd finally makes up his mind]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Grady, come on.
[Boyd climbs onto the tank and Travis chokes on his tears]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: We’re going to stay.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Uh-huh.
[Gordo climbs onto the tank]


 

[to Collier]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: What is your plan?
[Travis finally decides to join the rest of them and climbs onto the tank]
Grady Travis: Fuck it.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Get us one of them dead Krauts.
[as they prepare their ammo, Travis retrieves a dead German soldier’s body from the farmhouse, puts it on the tank, covers it in a US army jacket]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Light him up.
[Travis sets the dead soldier on fire, Collier sets their packs on the ground on fire, then they get inside the tank to sit and wait]
Grady Travis: You want to take that kit right there. That’s it. Go and grab it. That’s it.
Norman Ellison: Alright, alright.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Grease gun.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Go on, hand it to him. Another box.
Grady Travis: Go ahead and get it ready.
[to Ellison]
Grady Travis: Listen, you do not waste one shot. Do you hear me?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Gordo.
[Collier hands the grenades to Boyd who hands them to Gordo]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Grenades.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Ammo count.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Put that there.
Grady Travis: Make them count.


 

Grady Travis: What kind of rounds you got up there? Norm?
Norman Ellison: I only got two.
Grady Travis: Alright.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Ready?
[Ellison hands Boyd a missile who passes it to Travis]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: That’s it. Yeah.
Norman Ellison: I’m going through ammo like water.
Grady Travis: That’s four rounds of smoke, twenty-three super charge and thirty-three solid shot. What you want, top?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Load the super charge. Set the point delay. Norman, get it ready.
Grady Travis: That’s it. Here we go, Boyd. Gordo, grab me that one.
[Collier offers Boyd a cigarette as they finish preparing their ammo]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Boyd.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Thank you.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Give me that can.


 

[Collier pulls out a bottle of Cognac and stares at it]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Might as well get a little tight. Won’t be around for the hangover.
[Collier opens the bottle and takes a swig]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Ah, God, that’s better than good. Mmm.
[Boyd taps his arm]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Give it here.
[Collier takes another swig from the bottle and stares at it]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Give it here.
[Collier hands the bottle to Boyd]
Grady Travis: What you going to do with that?
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: I’m going to drink it. I know you hate me preaching. I know it. But what we’re doing here is a righteous act, gentlemen. You hear me, Gordo?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Mm-hmm.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: You know, there’s a Bible verse I think about sometimes. Many times. It goes: Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?”
[Boyd starts to tear up but he stops himself]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: And I said, “Here am I. Send me.”
[Ellison nods his head and says quietly]
Norman Ellison: Send me.
[Boyd takes a swig from the bottle]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Book of Isaiah, Chapter Six.
[Boyd laughs surprised that Collier knows]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Yeah. Yeah, Don. That’s exactly right. Oh, wow. You’re something.


 

[they all light up a cigarette and take a swig from the bottle, when it comes to Ellison’s turn he takes a big swig from the bottle]
Grady Travis: Goddamn, son. You a fighting, fucking, drinking machine, ain’t you?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Machine, that’s it, that’s his war name.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: That’s perfect.
[they others laugh]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I christen thee “Machine.”
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Machine!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Machine!
Grady Travis: Machine!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Machine!
Grady Travis: Yeah.
[quietly to himself]
Norman Ellison: Machine.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I love it in here. I do. Best job I ever had.
Grady Travis: Best fucking job.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Yeah.


 

[Ellison looks through his periscope]
Norman Ellison: They’re coming.
[they all get ready]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: No one makes a move unless I say.
[looking at the soldiers through his periscope]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Come on, you cocksuckers. Come on in.
[the German soldiers approach the tank]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Come on in.
[watching the German soldiers get closer]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Almost.
[couple of the German soldiers climbs onto Fury]
Grady Travis: Come on in. Hey, come on.
[one of the soldier’s opens the hatch and Gordo starts shooting, killing the soldier]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Now!
[they throw out several grenades and open fire]
Grady Travis: Like that, motherfuckers?


 

Grady Travis: Clear!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Fire!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd fires a missile]
Grady Travis: Clear!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[another missile is shot at the German soldiers, exploding some of their vehicles and setting some of the soldiers on fire; Ellison starts shooting at them]
Norman Ellison: Fucking Nazi. Fuck!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: They’re running! They’re running! Traverse left! Bow gunner, squirt those assholes running for that mill. Cut those fuckers down!
[Ellison continues to shoot at them]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Loader, four rounds of Willy Pete. Bible, put it in that building. It’s full of fucking Krauts.
Grady Travis: Clear!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Fire! Fire!
Norman Ellison: On the way!
[Boyd fires the missile at the building hitting its target]


 

[to Boyd after he’s successfully hit the missile at the farmhouse]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Give me another. That was beautiful.
Grady Travis: You’re clear!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd hits another missile at farmhouse again]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Bow gunner, watch that left!
[Ellison keeps firing at the German soldiers with a vengeance]
Norman Ellison: Yeah, you better fucking run.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Traverse right!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd fires another missile]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Bible, stay on them. fifteen up, fifteen up.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Fire!
Grady Travis: Clear!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!


 

Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Traverse right! Doughs, two o’clock! Give them a big kick in the butt!
Norman Ellison: Alright, I’m on them.
[as he loads the missile]
Grady Travis: You’re clear!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Loader, give me another point delay. Skip it on the ground. Bounce those fuckers!
Grady Travis: Clear!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd fires another missile and Ellison keeps firing his machine gun]
Norman Ellison: Come on!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Hit them again! Go, boys! Go, boys!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Grady, Grady, Grady, Grady, Grady. Come on, now.
[Travis loads the missile]
Grady Travis: Clear!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Light them up!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!


 

Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Down fifteen. Steady. Traverse left!
Grady Travis: You’re clear!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Fire at will!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: On the way!
[Boyd fires another missile hitting the farmhouse again killing more Germans]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: That’s right, burn to the fucking ground.
[to Ellison]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Machine, clock one!
[Ellison runs out of ammo for the tank gun]
Norman Ellison: I’m out! I need a new can!
Grady Travis: Shoot, we out! We out!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Fuck. We got a case rupture. This gun is gone!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: We need more boxes of ammo!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: We got .30 on the roof.


 

Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Alright, we got ammo outside. I’m going to lay down some smokes. Gordo, on my signal, pop your hatch, lay down some cover fire.
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Okay, roger.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Machine, you do the same. Grab that grease gun.
Norman Ellison: Copy.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Cover right! Bible, get ready to snatch that .30.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Roger.
[Collier pops open the hatch and throws out smoke grenades]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Alright, here we go.
[Ellison and Gordo opens their hatches]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Go!
[Ellison and Gordo start shooting at the German soldiers as Collier get out of the tank to grab the ammo]
German SS: [subtitled] They’re outside the tank! Pick them off!
[as Ellison and Gordo are firing at the soldiers Boyd quickly grabs the ammo]
Grady Travis: Come on, Boyd!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Take it, Grady.
[he gives it to Travis]


 

[to the German soldiers]
German SS: [subtitled] Move up!
[to Gordo and Ellison]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Button up!
[Gordo and Ellison get back inside the tank, as Collier is about to close his hatch German soldiers start climbing onto Fury, he kills a couple but runs out of bullets, as another climbs onto Fury he shoots Collier in the arm before Collier kills him with his hand gun]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Quick, quick, quick, quick, quick, quick!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Hurry up, Grady!
[as Collier is fighting off another soldier he drags him into the tank]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Fuck, fuck, fuck! Aah, fuck!
[Body points his gun at the German soldier]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Shoot him, Bible!
[Collier manages to kill the German soldier but sticking his own knife into his throat and throwing him out of the tank]


 

[as they load up on their ammo]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Gord?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Grady, I need two more.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Gordo?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: I got two left.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: They’re getting cocky.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Fuckers. He’s hit.
[Boyd goes over to check Collier’s wound]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Damn sure ain’t no good leaking oil everywhere.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: So patch me up then.
[in the background as Boyd tries to treat Collier’s wound]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Hey, take these two boxes. Put them down below. Hey, Grady, come on. Keep it coming.
Grady Travis: Alright. Open the other one for me.
[Collier quotes from the Bible as Boyd treats his wound]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: “If a man loves the world, the love of the Father’s not in him. For all that’s in the world, lust of the flesh, lust of the eyes, pride of life, it’s not of the Father. It’s of the world.”
[Boyd finishes the scripture]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: “The world and its desires pass away. But he who does God’s will is going to live forever.”
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Forever.
[they look at each other for a moment]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Lift it up.


 

[to the German soldiers gathering outside the tank]
German SS: [subtitled] Swarm and kill them! Make them count! They’re all we have.
[Collier and Ellison look through their periscopes but only see smoke in the darkness]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Save your ammo. Don’t shoot unless you see something. We can be damn sure they’re working their way behind us. Anybody see anything?
[after looking through their periscopes]
Norman Ellison: I see nothing.
Grady Travis: I got nothing.
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Nothing.
[to his soldiers as they surround the tank]
German SS: [subtitled] Advance, advance quickly.
[Gordo spots the soldiers through his periscope]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Panzerfaust, four o’clock!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Traverse right!
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: He missed!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Hit him with the coax!
[as Grady starts firing a German soldier fires a missile, the projectile pierces the tank, hitting Travis and fatally wounding him]
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Fuck!
[Boyd grabs hold of Travis and begins to cry when Travis dies]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Grady. Hey.


 

[Boyd sobs as he holds Travis’ dead body]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Fuck! Fuck! No. No. No. No. No. God. Hey, Grady…
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Get up! We’re still in this fight! We’re still in this fight!
[Boyd covers Travis’ body]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Alright. Watch our right, watch our right.
[Ellison starts firing his machine gun]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Stay on the .30. Keep hammering them.
[they all start firing at the German soldiers, killing a few of them]
Norman Ellison: Yeah, you motherfuckers! Come on.
[as they continue to shoot at the German soldiers]
Norman Ellison: How long can we keep this up?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: Come on, keep shooting!
Norman Ellison: Fuck, I’m out! I’m out! I need a new can!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: That was our last belt.
[to Collier]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: She’s out!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: That’s all there is.


 

[after they’ve run out of ammo again]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Fuck! Fuck.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Don’t get your panties in a bunch. We still got hand weapons and the .50. Who’s with me?
[to his soldiers]
German SS: [subtitled] They’re running low on ammunition! Finish them! This is our land! Attention! Move out!
[back in the tank the get ready with the weapons they have left]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Gordo? Machine!
[they all get out of their hatches and looks around ready to fire but the German soldiers are hidden behind the smoke]
Norman Ellison: Where the hell are they?
Trini ‘Gordo’ Garcia: They’re everywhere.
[suddenly the German soldiers start firing at them, they all fire back killing a few of the Germans]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Fuck! Fuck, I’m out! Gun’s gone! I need a weapon!


 

[Boyd jumps down to the ground to grab guns off the dead German soldiers]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Bible, no!
[Gordo starts throwing grenades out of his hatch when suddenly he is shot, dropping a live grenade into the tank]
Norman Ellison: Grenade!
[Gordo quickly grabs the grenade and holds himself over it to protect Ellison from the blast]


 

[as Boyd goes to grab some of the dead soldiers guns he is tackled by another soldier, they fight when suddenly Ellison appears and shoots the soldier dead]
Norman Ellison: Go! Come on!
[Boyd and Ellison start making their way back to the tank]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: What the fuck are you doing? Button up!
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: I’m sorry! I’m sorry.
German Soldier: [subtitled] Smoke grenades, now!
[the soldiers throw some smoke grenades near the tank, Ellison and Boyd get inside the tank]
German Soldier: [subtitled] We’re going to skin you alive!
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: [subtitled] Shut up and send me more pigs to kill!
[Collier starts firing the tank’s machine gun at them]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Fuck you! Bible, grenades!
[Bible sticks his head out of the hatch to hand them to him]
Boyd ‘Bible’ Swan: Here, take…
[suddenly he is shot through the head by a sniper]


 

[after Boyd is killed Collier is shot several times by a sniper, he crawls back into the tank, he hugs Boyd’s dead body, Ellison looks at him with tears in his eyes]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I’m sorry, son.
Norman Ellison: Uh, it’s okay. What can you do?
[Collier takes out his gun and looks at it]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I did my best.
Norman Ellison: Yeah. I know. I know.
[outside the tank the German soldiers keep on attacking]
Norman Ellison: Sergeant Collier?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Yeah, son?
Norman Ellison: I’m scared.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: I’m scared, too.
[we see the German soldiers climbing onto the tank]


 

Norman Ellison: Oh, Jesus.
[Ellison begins to cry]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Oh, fuck.
Norman Ellison: I want to surrender.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Please don’t. They’ll hurt you real bad.
Norman Ellison: Oh, fuck.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: And they’ll kill you real bad.
Norman Ellison: Fuck, what do I do?
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: There’s a hatch.
Norman Ellison: Okay. Okay.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Do you see it?
Norman Ellison: I see it.
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: You know where it is?
Norman Ellison: I know where it is.
[the German soldiers open the hatch and Collier starts shooting at them, he kills one who fall off the tank]


 

Norman Ellison: What the fuck?
[the German soldiers open the hatch again and drop explosives inside, Ellison looks at Collier]
Don ‘Wardaddy’ Collier: Go.
[Ellison opens the hatch, crawls down below the tank, he then hears the explosives go off inside, killing Collier; Ellison tries to dig a hole in the dirt to hide beneath the tank, he hears the soldiers around the tank then one of them crouches below with his flashlight, he sees Ellison with tears in his eyes, Ellison holds his hands up, the soldier says nothing and walks away]


 

[last lines; Ellison is woken the next day by a horse walking past the tank, he climbs back inside the tank, puts his coat over Collier’s dead body and hold onto him for a moment, he hears someone climbing onto the tank, he takes Collier’s gun and waits for the hatch to open, prepared to shoot when he sees it’s an American soldier]
Sergeant Dillard: Easy, boy. Easy, now.
[to the rest of his troop]
Sergeant Dillard: One’s alive!
[the medics help a shocked looking Ellison out of the tank]
Medic #1: Easy. Easy, buddy.
Medic #2: Come on. Alright, there we go. Okay.
Medic #1: You alright? You hit? You hurt?
Norman Ellison: I’m…
Medic #1: Huh? You seem alright. Let me take this. We’ll leave you with that.
[Ellison just looks shocked as they escort him to a vehicle]
Medic #1: Hey, you’re a hero, buddy. Do you know that?
[Ellison is placed inside the vehicle, as it drives off Ellison looks back at the tank for a moment, we then see the troops continue on leaving the tank]

 


Total Quotes: 111

 



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