Mad Max: Fury Road/Transcript

== Film ==
=== Prologue ===
[Over studio logos:]
Max: [narrating] My name is Max. My world is fire and blood.
Man 1: [voiceover] Why are you hurting these people?
Man 2: [voiceover] It's the oil, stupid.
Man 3: [voiceover] Oil wars.
Man 4: [voiceover] We are killing for guzzoline.
Woman 1: [voiceover] The world is running out of water.
Woman 2: [voiceover] Now there's the water wars.
Max: [narrating] Once, I was a cop. A road warrior searching for a righteous cause.
Man 5: [voiceover] --to the terminal freak-out point.
Man 6: [voiceover] Mankind has gone rogue, terrorizing itself.
Man 7: [voiceover] Thermonuclear skirmish.
Woman 3: [voiceover] The Earth is sour.
Woman 4: [voiceover] Our bones are poisoned.
Woman 5: [voiceover] We have become half-life.
Max: [narrating] As the world fell, each of us, in our own way, was broken. It was hard to know who was more crazy:
[The ROAD WARRIOR stands, standing on the side of a hill in the vast, pitiless wasteland, hands clasped, pensive.]
Max: [narrating] Me... or everyone else.
Girl: [voiceover] Hello? Where are you?
[A two-headed gecko jerkily clambers off a rock, skittering toward the Road Warrior.]
Girl: [voiceover] Where are you, Max?
Max: [narrating] Here they come again...
Woman: [voiceover] Max Rockatansky...
Max: [narrating] Worming their way into the black matter of my brain.
Girl: [voiceover] Help us, Max...
Woman: [voiceover] You promised to help us...
[The Road Warrior crushes the gecko, swiping it off the ground with his boot.]
Max: I tell myself they cannot touch me. They are long dead.
[In response to some far off sound, he turns and, for the first time, we see his face... bearded. Long hair.]
[He grabs his meager supplies... and charges off in what was once a V-8 INTERCEPTOR. The engine sounds awful. Clapped out.]
[Then, from out of nowhere, PURSUIT VEHICLES are chasing him down...]
[Very soon we hear his engine splutter and die. Then ... an Impact.]
[His Car rolls ...once ...twice ... coming to rest right in front of us.]
[He crawls out of the shattered window, through the dust, concussed.]
Max: [narrating] I am the one who runs from both the living and the dead. Hunted by scavengers. Haunted by those I could not protect.
[A quick flash shows a young girl getting run down. Max cradling her bloody body. A tale for another time. Now, Max's only thought is "Get away!"]
Max: [narrating] So I exist in this wasteland.
[But he is stopped by a leather boot and the muzzle of a gun to the back of his neck.]
Max: [narrating] A man reduced to a single instinct: Survive.
==== A CITADEL ====
[Rises out of the Wasteland.]
[They're dragging the WRETCH towards it.]
==== SOMEWHERE INSIDE ====
[He is shaved and gagged. A bald, paper-white child plays with the long strands on the floor.]
[Someone is tattooing ...SCRAWLING on his naked back:]"Day 12405 ht. 10 hands. 180 lbs. No Name. No lumps, no Bumps. Full life. Clear. Two good eyes No Busted limbs. Piss ok. Genitals intact. Multiple Scars. Heals fast. O-NEGATIVE. HI-OCTANE. UNIVERSAL DONOR. Lone Road Warrior Rundown on the Powder Lakes. V8. No guzzoline. No supplies. ISOLATE. PSYCHOTIC. Keep muzzled..."[A Doctor keeping notes perhaps?]
[Several youths, WAR BOYS, struggle to hold him down. He is the beast caught in the snare... eyes ablaze.]
[Now, someone approaches with a BRANDING IRON. He slips a leg MANACLE and kicks over the BRAZIER.]
[A moment's distraction is all he needs. He rears up...gnashing, flailing his chains.]
[They chase him, howling and whooping, through the LABRYINTH of narrow corridors into...]
[A mechanic's shop. War Boys surround the Interceptor, sparks flying. as they modify it. The Road Warrior leaps over the car and sprints away, the Boys hot on his tail.]
[Further in -- some kind of sewer tunnel, the Warrior wades into the dirty water. Boys appear at the Warrior's front and back. He climbs a chain towards the sun. Kicks a Boy off his heel and shimmies across the bars. A girl, the same one the Road Warrior was cradling in his flashes -- Glory -- peers through at him.]
Glory: Max? Is that you? Where were you?
[A War Boy leaps up, grabs the Warrior's ankles, dunks him in the water. The Warrior looks down at the girl at the bottom of the almost pondlet, shaking.]
Glory: Help us. Where were you? Where were you, Max?
[A burst of rage. the Road Warrior throws the pile of War Boys off of himself. Gets out of the pool, using his chains to take a Boy by the neck and toss him into the pool. The rest chase after him.]
[Everything is but a fleeting, adrenaline-shrieking impression as he bursts through a door into a long corridor of hallways. He bursts through. Glory stomps towards him, her face shifting into a skull.]
Glory: Where were you, Max? Stop running!
[Another door. A male Australian Aborigine walks towards him.]
Australian Aborigine: You let us die!
[His eyes turn blood-red. Another door.]
Man: [voiceover] You let us die!
[An amalgamation this time. Man, woman, skeleton.]
Amalgamation: You let us die!
[The voices scream as the Road Warrior huffs in a panic, eyes darting from side to side, intercut with flashes of his victims.]
Glory: You promised to help us!
Victims: Why?!
[Last door, then...Whoa!]
[He finds himself... in blazing sunlight... on a ledge TWO HUNDRED FEET ABOVE THE GROUND.]
[This high up in the Citadel... Is there any escape?]
[A massive IRON HOOK is being winched up past him.]
[He launches himself... out across the void... hoping to hitch a ride. He catches it with his chains, swinging freely. One Boy grabs his ankle, goes over the edge.]
War Boy: Witness!
[Another JERKS the Warrior by the chain around his ankle.]
War Boy: I got him!
[The WAR BOYS have him. They haul him back into the labyrinth. Despite his ferocity, he is no match for their many cudgels and chains. The blows rain down on him and... gagged once again, orange cloth around his face... he is dragged back into the darkness.]
=== MAD MAX: FURY ROAD ===
War Boy: We are War Boys!
All War Boys: War Boys!
War Boy: Kamakrazee War Boys!
All War Boys: War Boys!
War Boy: Fucacima Kamakrazee War Boys!
All War Boys: War Boys!
Ace: Hooked on! Today, we're heading to Gas Town!
All War Boys: Gas Town!
Ace: Today, we're hauling Aqua Cola!
All War Boys: Aqua Cola!
Ace: Today, we're hauling produce!
All War Boys: Produce!
Ace: And today, we're hauling Mother's Milk!
All War Boys: Mother's Milk!
Crowd: Joe! Joe! Immortan Joe!
War Boy: Rev it up for the Immortan Joe!
Immortan Joe: Once again, we send off my War Rig to bring back guzzoline from Gas Town and bullets from the Bullet Farm! Once again, I salute my Imperator... Furiosa! And I salute my half-life War Boys who will ride with me eternal on the highways of Valhalla.
Crowd: V8! V8! V8! V8!
Immortan Joe: I am your redeemer! It is by my hand, you will rise from the ashes of this world!
Smelly Old Man: It's coming. Get ready.
Smelly Woman: Yes. Yes. Yes. It's coming...
Immortan Joe: Do not, my friends, become addicted to water. It will take hold of you, and you will resent its absence.
Rictus Erectus: Signal Gas Town. Convoy's on its way.
The Organic Mechanic: I got a War Boy running on empty. Hook up that full-life.
The Organic Mechanic: Hey, careful! That's a universal donor!
Ace: Boss, we're not goin' to Gas Town? Bullet Farm?
Furiosa: We're heading east.
Ace: I'll pass it down the line. New orders! Thunder up! Thunder up! This is not a supply run! Go. Go.
War Boy: Ace. What's going on?
Ace: We're heading east.
War Boy: Why?
Ace: I don't know! That's the order.
==== IN THE MILK SHED ====
[Fattened Women are turning cockroach gruel into milk. A-Grade Human Filtered. Their Breast Pumps are powered by skinny men chained to exercise bikes. Immortan Joe inspects a bottle and hands it off to Rictus to take a sip. Rictus nods approvingly.]
Rictus: Moo.
Corpus: Hey, pa.
Immortan Joe: Hm?
Corpus: You know about this? Your produce ain't goin' to Gas Town. She's gone off-road... into hostile territory.
Rictus: Why would she do that, Dad?
[Suddenly HE is on his feet, running...]
Rictus: Let me see, let me see!
Corpus: Rictus!
Rictus: I wanna see...
Corpus: Rictus. Go see what's agitatin' Dad!
[Corpus reluctantly complies.]
[Now... Joe is running through a chamber abundant with HYDROPONIC PLANTS.]
[Then... towards a vault door, through the tunnel on the other side...]
[Finally... He is standing in a place like no other in this blighted world.]
[A tranquil Dome ... Whoever lives here is INSULA TED from all that is malignant and toxic. There are colors, comforts, even books...]
Immortan Joe: Splendid? Angharad?!
[Oh, and daubed on the ground an insistent piece of graffiti...]OUR BABIES WILL NOT BE WARLORDS.[Behind Him...]WHO KILLED THE WORLD?[Joe twists himself around. The place seems deserted.]
Immortan Joe: Where are they...?
[The unmistakable 'chk-chk' of a shotgun.]
Miss Giddy: They are not your property!
[It's a tiny old lady with the markings of a HISTORY WOMAN, cradling the gun. Behind her, more graffitti:]WE ARE NOT THINGS.[Joe comes at her.]
Immortan Joe: Miss Giddy?!
Miss Giddy: You cannot own a human being! Sooner or later, someone pushes back!
Immortan Joe: Where is she taking them?!
Miss Giddy: She didn't take them, they begged her to go!
[She fires... too late. Joe wrenches the gun upwards, forces the blast into the ceiling. Pulls Giddy close...]
Immortan Joe: Where is she taking them?
Miss Giddy: A long way from you!
[He hauls her off as if she were no heavier than a canary.]
==== IN THE ROOM OF CAGES ====
[A War Boy is receiving blood. This is NUX.]
[Outside -- BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!]
[BIG DRUMS sound the call to arms. Arc Lights signal to others across the Wasteland. Pursuit Cars are being hooked up for their descent.]
Nux: Hey. Hey, what's happening?
[A War Boy strides past Nux -- Beefy. Big. Purposeful.]
Nux: Slick. What's goin' on?
[Slick ignores him.]
Nuz: Slick!
Winch Crew Member: Treason! Betrayal! An Imperator gone rogue!
Nux: An Imperator? Who?!
Winch Crew Member: Furiosa! She took a lot of stuck from Immortan Joe!
Nux: What stuff?
Winch Crew: Breeders! His prized breeders! He wants them back, not a hand laid on 'em!
==== AT THE BOTTOM OF THE CITADEL ====
[Vehicles descend... A MONSTER is lowered to the ground ... It is Big, Brutal and Blue.]
==== A WALL COVERED WITH STEERING WHEELS ====
SLICK makes the cross-handed gesture before it.
Slick: [thinking] By my deeds, I honor Him... V8.
[He takes one of them. Walks through the crowd. Nux notices, grabs the steering wheel.]
Nux: That's my wheel.
Slick: I'm driving.
Nux: You're my lancer!
Slick: I just promoted myself!
Nux: Not today. Today is my day.
Slick: Look at you! If you can't stand up, you can't do war!
The Organic Mechanic: He's right, son.
Nux: I'm not staying here, dying soft.
The Organic Mechanic: Eh, you're already a corpse!
Nux: I just need a top-up, some more juice--
Slick: There's no time!
Nux: We take my blood bag!
[The Road Warrior -- said blood bag -- is obviously displeased with the thought, though he doesn't voice it.]
Nux: We take my blood bag and strap him to the lancer's perch.
Slick: It's got a muzzle on it! It's a raging feral!
Nux: That's right. High-octane crazy blood filling me up!
[Nux headbutts Slick, wrenching the wheel away.]
Nux: If I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die historic on the Fury Road.
[Slick launches to his feet, growling in Nux's face. His seeming anger turns to joy.]
Slick: Yeah. Yeah! Organic...
The Organic Mechanic: Here.
Slick: Hitch up his blood bag.
The Organic Mechanic: Right-o.
==== THE HUMANHOOD-ORNAMENT ====
[As the WAR PARTY storms across the WASTELAND.]
[The ROAD WARRIOR's circumstances have improved marginally. He is out of the Citadel and is no longer hanging upside-down.]
[He is, however, LASHED TO A POLE on the front of a super-charged, nitro-assisted Pursuit Vehicle. The modified Interceptor cruises alongside him, rear wheels massively outsized, a shiny chrome paintjob.]
Max: How much more can they take from me? They've got my blood, now it's my car!
[NUX is driving. SLIT and MORSOV are riding shotgun. Advancing through the TRAFFIC of war machines they overtake the Doof-mobile, a Flat-bed hauling a wall of speakers...]
[Thundering drums and shrieking guitar licks courtesy of Coma, The Doof-Man... Sounds to stir the Dogs of War.]
[Now Nux overhauls The GIGAHORSE and the Road Warrior gets his first look at THE IMMORTAN.]
[Nux leans out the window, performing the V8 symbol. Slit, in the back, performs the same.]
Nux: Immortan!
[But their Warlord gives them no acknowledgment...]
Nux: Immortan Joe!
[The tyrant turns. Nux launches himself back into his seat, giddy.]
Nux: He looked at me! He looked right at me!
Slick: He looked at your blood bag!
Nux: He turned his head, he looked me straight in the eye!
Slick: He was scanning the horizon!
Nux: No. I am awaited... I am awaited in Valhalla!
Nux cranks the NITRO and hits it.
The Road Warrior is flung back by the G-force... 
Max: Confucamus!
[Nux unclips his STEERING WHEEL and...]
Nux: Immortan!
[Flashes it at all those trailing behind.]
Slick: Yeah!
[We don't know if it's the Driver's skill or good luck that keeps the Pursuit Car from rolling...]
[Either way the 'Hood Ornament' is beside himself with RAGE.]
[The chasers shoot three flares into the sky -- Yellow. Red. Red.]
==== SOMEWHERE OUT ON THE WASTELAND ====
[The PRAETORIAN and her Outriders hurtle into the unknown.]
[One War Boy notices the flares.]
Gunner War Boy: Hey! Heads up!
War Boy: Heads up!
[Ace leaps forward, thunks on the sunroof thrice.]
Ace: Boss!
[Furiosa opens it.]
Ace: We got vehicles from the Citadel. They're firing flares. They want reinforcements from Gas Town and the Bullet Farm. What is this? Backup? Decoy?
Furiosa: It's a detour.
Buzzard 1: What's this War Rig doing on our patch!?
Buzzard 2: Foolish... but welcome.
Furiosa: Eyes right!
Ace: Buzzards! Buzzards right! Eyes on! Eyes on!
War Boy: Buzzards right! Eyes on! Eyes on!
Ace: Should we turn it 'round and run them into our backup?
Furiosa: No! We're good! We fang it!
War Boy: Thunder up! Here we go!
War Boy: Prepare the gunners!
War Boy: Morsov!
War Boy: Come on, attack!
Morsov: War!
Ace: Ready!
Nux: She's ours, Slit! She's ours!
Slit: First, we get the Buzzards off her back!
Nux: Form up!
Max: That's my head!
Nux: Get up! You can do it!
War Boy: Morsov!
War Boy 2: Morsov!
War Boy 3: No!
Morsov: Witness me!
War Boys 2 and 3: Witness!
Nux: Witness!
War Boys: Witness!
Slit: Mediocre, Morsov!
War Boys: Mediocre!
Slit: Back me in!
The Splendid Angharad: We can't breathe down there!
Furiosa: Stay out of sight!
War Boy: Go back! Where's he going?!
Ace: Hydraulics! Hydraulics!
Slit: Now we bring home the booty!
Rictus: She thinks she can lose us, Dad! She thinks we're stupid! She thinks she can lose us in there!
Slit: Fang it! Fang it!
Ace: Why can't you stop?
Nux: Crew! Out of the way! Out of the way!
Ace: What have you done? What have you done?!
Nux: We need counterweight! Get the blood bag down the back!
Rictus: Hunt them down! Hunt them down!
Slit: Hey, head! Say bye-bye to the neck! Decapito!
Nux: We're goin' in, Slit!
War Boy: Come on! We've almost got her!
War Boy: Come on! Hold it steady!
Nux: Oh, what a day! What a lovely day!
[Now he's splashing guzzolene everywhere ...turning his vehicle into an INCENDIARY DEVICE.]
Nux: I am the man... who grabs the sun. Riding to Valhalla! Witness me, blood bag!
[He sprays his teeth... turns, flashing the SILVER SMILE.]
Nux: Witness!
Nux: I live! I die! I live again!
=== PART 2 - ALMOST FREE ===
[Silence. Utter Silence.]
[Not the roar of motors. No tearing metal. No human cries. No wrathful wind.]
[A pair of goggles and a body lie in the sand.]
[AHUHH!! ...the ROAD WARRIOR rises up. Erupting into consciousness...]
[Free?! ... Not exactly ... The MANACLE around his neck is still chained to the PURSUIT CAR.]
[He hauls back on the chain...tearing it loose.]
[BUT ... it's attached to Nux's hand. NUX moans.]
[He tries to rip the manacle from the wrist.. ..but the damned thing won't come away.]
[So he grabs Nux's SHOTGUN. The few cartridges left in the gun-belt have been crushed.]
[Two seem OK... He loads them.]
[He puts the barrel to the WRIST.]
[He pulls the trigger.]
[FZZT! ... FZZT! ... Both cartridges are USELESS.]
[So now, he reaches for a jagged piece of metal. That's when he sees ... The WAR RIG...way off in the haze.]
[The Road Warrior moves quickly. A curious thing though...]
[As he lifts the body to his shoulder ...he shudders ...repulsed as if ANOTHER HUMAN is some kind of contagion.]
==== AT THE WAR RIG ====
[SOMEONE is thumping the AIR FILTERS with a stick ... unclogging the dust. Water is being pumped through a hose.]
[Clothes and gas masks lie strewn under the Rig.]
[THE ROAD WARRIOR APPROACHES]
[Pressed against the back of the RIG, he hears coughing and the splash of water.]
[To a man 'cast adrift' in the Wasteland, it's like seeing a ship at sea.]
[Things are looking up. If this vehicle is functioning ...and he can get control of it...well. He grasps Nux's gun. Just for appearances, he cocks both barrels and steps out...]
[An extraordinary sight.]
[Here ... in this carcinogenic world of mutilations, lumps, and half-lives ... stand five flawless, luminescent YOUNG WOMEN.]
[These are, in every way, the FAIREST CREATURES in the Wasteland. They are frantically washing the burning dust from their bodies.]
[He drops NUX to the ground to get their attention.]
[The IMPERATOR is cutting something metallic away from the hips of the Youngest.]
[It is a very medieval CHASTITY BELT.]
The Splendid Angharad: We're not going back.
[The most SPLENDID among them steps forward ... She has the WATER-HOSE.]
[He hasn't spoken coherently for so long he can barely form the word:]
Max: Water.
[The young woman looks to Furiosa. Furiosa nods. Splendid takes the water to him...we notice she is PREGNANT.
[He indicates ...turn around.]
[She complies however, and he takes the Hose.]
[As he drinks and washes away the dust he is unsighted for a moment...]
[The Praetorian inches forward ... ready to strike.]
[But the opportunity passes as he turns his attention to his chains. Gestures to the BOLT-CUTTERS. The Praetorian steps forward but he doesn't trust her.]
Max: Ah-ah. You.
[He means the Dag. Blonde. Waifish. She steps forwards, cutters in hand.]
[THE DAG is about to cut the chain when she sees a DUSTCLOUD over his shoulder.]
Dag: Angharad. Is that just the wind, or is that a furious vexation?
[She takes a minute. Tries her damndest to cut the chain. He chances a look back ... Mistake!]
[BOOF!...The PRAETORIAN comes from out of nowhere.]
[And crash tackles him to the ground! Fool! Underestimated them!]
[Before he knows it she has the GUN at his jaw...]
[KUK! If the gun was working... He would be dead now.]
[Enraged, The PRAETORIAN swings the gun wildly. The Road Warrior catches her arm. Flips their positions. He tries choking her out.]
[Splendid grabs the chain, pulls him off. The Warrior and the Praetorian engage in a tug o' war for the gun. The Warrior wins, batting at the chain with the gun.]
[The Dag tosses the Praetorian a wrench. Meanwhile, Nux is dragged along, still unconscious.]
[The Praetorian knocks the gun out of the Road Warrior's hand. The Warrior dodges her strikes, sending him to the ground. He backs away to avoid, uses the door as a makeshift shield.]
[Once, twice, thrice she strikes. The wrench gets caught on the upper part of the door. The warrior flips it, knocking her down. Nux is dragged along again.]
[Finally, NUX WAKES. He has no idea how, but they have caught up with the traitorous bitch and he's not about to let her go.]
[WHAM! He and the Warrior use the chain to trip her.]
[She tries to reach the Rig...]
[There's a HANDGUN concealed under the chassis. Nux tackles her. Hauls her back...]
[The Warrior drags them both toward him with the chain, scares the girls off, makes a mad dash for the gun. He grabs it himself.]
[A flash of Glory and then--]
[The Praetorian POUNDS the Road Warrior into the side of the War Rig.]
[The BULLET-CLIP drops out of the Handgun.]
[Praetorian forces the gun towards the Warrior's cheek. Shoots. Misses. His ears ring.]
[Nux scrambles forward, grabbing the clip.]
Nux: I got it!
[The rest of the girls pile on him.]
[The Road Warrior flips the Praetorian onto the side of the War Rig. At the same moment, the wives yank Nux back. The Warrior goes flying.]
[The Praetorian kicks the Road Warrior in the face and chokes him with the chain. The Warrior elbows her in the knee and flips her on her back. They scramble for the water hose. The Praetorian gets there first, whacking him across the face once, twice, thrice.]
[The Road Warrior shakes it off, rolls her on her front. Nux presents him the clip. The Warrior slaps the CLIP back in the GUN.]
[He fires ... ONCE. ..TWICE ... THREE TIMES!]
[Into the ground. Presses the gun to her head. Close enough so the Praetorian knows to keep ABSOLUTELY STILL.]
[He looks up ... Ok, how far away is that War Party? Close enough to hear the Doof.]
Nux: Glory me, Blood Bag! We snagger her alive. He's gonna shred her. Shred her!
Max: Bolt cutters. Chain.
[Nux dashes towards it.]
Max: Hey, hey, hey!
[Nux gestures apologetically, picks the cutters up, then looks out. He can't get over these girls.]
Nux: Oh, look at them! So shiny. So chrome. He's gonna be so grateful. We could ask for anything.
[SNIP! The Road Warrior is another step closer to his freedom.]
Nux: I wanna drive the War Rig.
[He turns the gun on Nux.]
Nux: What are you gonna ask for?
Max: That's my jacket.
[He rips it off Nux's body.]
Nux: Heh heh. Yeah, sure! You can ask for more than a jacket.
Angharad: We're going to the Green Place.
Nux: [to Max] Wait, it's you and me.
[WHACK! The Warrior hits him in the gut. Nux drops to the ground.]
[The ROAD WARRIOR SHOOTS!]
[Two warning shots... one hits the girl in the leg. In the fleshy part around the calf... enough to make her stop.]
[An accident? Maybe.]
Angharad: [to herself] We're going to the Green Place of Many Mothers.
[The Road Warrior climbs into the WAR RIG and starts the ENGINES.]
[The ROAD WARRIOR DRIVES OFF... Working his way up through the gears.]
[Meanwhile, Furiosa walks up to her.]
Furiosa: How does it feel?
Angaharad: It hurts.
Furiosa: Out here, everything hurts. [to the others] You wanna get through this?
[Beat.]
Furiosa: Do as I say.
[She looks towards the Rig, shrinking in the distance.]
Furiosa: Now pick up what you can and run.
[This time they do exactly as she says. Capable takes the wrench and a tarp. The Dag kicks the belt and spits on it for good measure.]
==== THE ROAD WARRIOR IS CRUISING ====
[Almost in top gear... when the first 'CHOKE' happens.]
[He pumps the accelerator. He drops down a couple of gears. The engines choke and splutter even more.]
[The engines die. The WAR RIG trundles to a DEAD STOP.]
[The PRAETORIAN and her GIRLS catch up. The Girls are coughing ... unused to the dust.]
Furiosa: Kill switches. I set the sequence myself. This rig goes nowhere without me.
Max: (considers) You can get in.
Furiosa: Not without them.
[•
The engines die. The WAR RIG trundles to a DEAD STOP.
The PRAETORIAN and her GIRLS catch up. The Girls are coughing ... unused to the dust.
ROAD WARRIOR Kill-switches?
PRAETORIAN
Five of them. I set the sequence.
The Rig goes nowhere without me.
ROAD WARRIOR (considers) Get in.
PRAETORIAN Not without the girls.
ROAD WARRIOR Give 'em back.
PRAETORIAN
I'm not leaving without these girls .
ROAD WARRIOR So...we wait.
[The seconds pass ...the WAR PARTY advances.]
[Above the RUMBLE of the engines ... we hear the HOWLING of the Doof-Man's guitar.]
Max: So we wait.
[The Road Warrior sits impassively.]
[But the Praetorian is focused on him, pressing her case.]
Furiosa: You're relying on the gratitude of a very bad man... You've already damaged one of his wives. Just how grateful do you think he's gonna be? 
[He does not budge. She pushes on...]
Furiosa: You're sitting on two thousand horsepower of nitro-boosted war machine. I'd say you got about a five minute head start. 
[She has read the man well. ..beat...]
Furiosa: You want that thing off your face?
[Once again the PRAETORIAN is in the DRIVER'S SEAT, the Warrior still pointing his gun at her.]
Furiosa: Let's go.
[They climb aboard ... all of them.]
[The Praetorian reaches below the console.]
Max: Ah-ah!
[He grabs. Another gun.]
[THE PRAETORIAN is sequencing the KILL SWITCHES.]
[The engines come alive and the WAR RIG rumbles off...climbing through the gears.]
==== FURTHER BACK ====
[NUX stirs to the SQUEALS of the starter motor.]
[NUX stumbles after the Rig...]
[No matter how gutted he feels ... they're not going to get away from him a second time!]
==== THE ROAD WARRIOR ====
[The GIRLS glare at him...this piece of smegma who would, so coldly, give them up to the tyrant and abandon the Praetorian to a certain death.]
[Toast the Knowing, who is dressing SPLENDID'S wound, cannot resist a gibe.]
Toast: Of all the legs you had to shoot, that one was attached to his favorite.
The Dag: Smeg!
The Splendid Angharad: You don't have to it just because he tells you.
The Dag: What choice does she have?
Toast: He's not gonna hurt us. He needs us.
The Dag: Why?
Toast: To bargain.
The Dag: Oh, he'll hurt us alright.
Cheedo the Fragile: Do you think he's coming to the Green Place?
The Dag: Never. He's a crazy smeg who eats schlanger!
Max: Nah, stay out of there.
Furiosa: Behind you.
Toast: The Gas Town Boys.
[The Warrior pulls Toast close, pointing the gun at her.]
Toast: Don't damage the goods.
Furiosa: What do you see?
Capable: Big rigs. Polecats. Flamers. And there's the People Eater himself. Coming to count the cost.
Furiosa: We're dragging something out back. I think it's the fuel pod.
Max: No, no. I'll go.
Nux: Filth! You traitored him!
Angharad: No unnecessary killing!
Furiosa: This War Boy wants me dead!
Angharad: We agreed!
Furiosa: He's kamakrazee!
Angharad: He's just a kid at the end of his half-life!
Nux: No! I live, I die, I live again!
Capable: Hold him!
Angharad: Tie him up!
Furiosa: Throw him out!
Capable: Chuck him out!
Max: You got more friends.
Furiosa: Bullet Farmer. They're coming from the Bullet Farm!
Nux: Yeah? It's over! You can't defy him.
The Dag: Watch us, mate.
Nux: He is the one who grabbed the sun!
Angharad: Look how slick he's fooled you, War Boy!
Capable: He's a lying old man.
Nux: By his hand, we'll be lifted up!
Angharad: That's why we have his logo seared on our backs! "Breeding Stock"! "Battle Fodder"!
Nux: No, I am awaited!
Capable: You're an old man's "Battle Fodder"!
Angharad: Killing everyone and everything!
Nux: We're not to blame!
Angharad: Then who killed the world?!
Nux: No--!
Furiosa: I made a deal up ahead. Safe passage. I don't know if it's still any good. [to the girls] Get back in the hole. Keep the hatch open. [to Max] I need you here. You may have to drive the rig.
Max: Mm. [to Angharad] You. You stay. You stay there.
Furiosa: [to both] Whatever you do, you can't be seen. I'm supposed to be alone. That was the deal.
Max: Down here.
Furiosa: Hey. What's your name. What do I call you?
Max: Does it matter?
Furiosa: Fine. When I yell "fool", you drive out of here as fast as you can. This is the sequence. One. One, two. One. Red, black, go. You have it?
[The Road Warrior nods.]
Furiosa: It's all here! Three thousand gallons of guzzoline, just like you asked! I'm gonna unhitch the pod. You drop the rocks.
Rock Rider: You said "a few vehicles in pursuit, maybe." We count three War Parties!
Furiosa: Yeah, well I got unlucky... Let's do this!
Furiosa: Fool!
Rock Rider: That's our fuel!
Man 2: Come on, move them!
Immortan Joe: Once I'm over, clear the rocks and bring everyone through!
War Boy: Immortan! Immortan Joe! I got a War Boy, he says he was on the War Rig!
Immortan Joe: You! Climb aboard!
Slick: Hey! Hey! I got his boot! I got the Blood Bag's boot! Take me! I got his boot!
Bullet Farmer: All this for a family squabble. Healthy babies. Tch.
Furiosa: Reload the clip.
Angharad: I can't...
Furiosa: Gun! Give me the gun!
Toast: It's not loaded yet!
Rock Rider: Now! We had a deal!
War Boy: Rictus! The Wives! No more flames!
Immortan Joe: Splendid? Splendid! That's my child! My property!
War Boy: Immortan--!
Nux: Immortan. If I get on the rig, there's a way inside.
Immortan Joe: What is your name?
Nux: It's Nux. I'll pike her in the spine, keep her breathing for ya.
Immortan Joe: No. Put a bullet in her skull. Stop the Rig, return my treasures to me... and I, myself, will carry you to the Gates of Valhalla.
Nux: Am I awaited?
Immortan Joe: You will ride eternal, shiny and chrome. Rictus! Help him aboard!
Rictus: Ready? Here we go!
Immortan Joe: Mediocre!
The Dag: Schlanger!
Cheedo: Look out!
Immortan Joe: Angharad! Get out!
Capable: No! Angharad!
Capable: Stop! Turn the Rig around! Go back for her!
Max: No.
Capable: Tell him to turn the Rig around!
Furiosa: Did you see it?
Max: She went under the wheels.
Furiosa: Did you see it?
Max: She went under the wheels.
Furiosa: We keep moving.
Cheedo: No!
Furiosa: We keep moving!
Cheedo: He doesn't know what he's talking about!
Toast: Whatever happens, we're going to the Green Place.
Cheedo: This stupid Green Place, we don't even know where to find it!
War Boy: You alright?
Immortan Joe: On, on!
Capable: Cheedo!
The Dag: Cheedo, don't be stupid!
Capable: Stop!
Cheedo: He'll forgive us! I know he will!
Capable: There is no going back!
Cheedo: We were his treasures!
Capable: Cheedo!
Cheedo: We were protected! He gave us the high life! What's wrong with that?!
The Dag: We are not things!
Cheedo: NO!
The Dag: Cheedo! We are not things!
Capable: We are not things.
Cheedo: I don't wanna hear that again!
Capable: They were her words!
Cheedo: And now she's dead!
The Dag: Wring your hands and tear your hair, but you're not going back. You're not going back to him!
Cheedo: ANGHARAD!
The Dag: Come on! Come on!
Max: So, um... [clears throat] Where is this... this Green Place?
Furiosa: It's a long night's run, heading east.
Max: Hm.
Furiosa: We need inventory. I want you to match every gun with its bullets. I'm gonna go down and do some repairs.
Capable: I'll go.
Furiosa: No. I want you to stay together.
Capable: I can do it.
Capable: What are you doing here...?
Nux: He saw it. He saw it all. My own Blood Bag driving the Rig that killed her.
Capable: Stop doing that! Shh, shh, shh. Stop...
Nux: Three times, the Gates were open to me.
Capable: What gates?
Nux: I was awaited in Valhalla. They were calling my name. I should be walking with the Immortan, McFeasting with the heroes of our time.
Capable: I'd say it was your manifest destiny not to.
Nux: I thought I was being spared for something great. I got to drive a pursuit vehicle. For a while, even Larry and Barry stopped chewing on my windpipe.
Capable: Who are Larry and Barry?
Nux: My mates. [he points to the tumors on his neck, each with a smiley face drawn on] Larry and Barry. If they don't get me, then the Night Fevers will.
Toast: Welp. We've only got four for Big Boy here, so he's all but useless. But... We can can squirt off this little pinkie a raunchy twenty-nine times.
The Dag: Angharad used to call them anti-seed.
Cheedo: Plant one and watch something die.
Man: Hold on, mate!
The People Eater: We are down thirty thousand units of guzzoline, nineteen canisters of nitro, twelve assault bikes, seven pursuit vehicles. The deficit mounts. And now, sir, you have us stuck in a quagmire!
The Organic Mechanic: Hey, Joe! Boss! Your girly's breathing her last!
Immortan Joe: What about the child?
Bullet Farmer: Are ya comin', brother?
Immortan Joe: Wait!
The Organic Mechanic: It's gone awful quiet in there...
Immortan Joe: Get it out. Get it out!
Bullet Farmer: Come on, I've been called to the torture!
Immortan Joe: Patience!
Bullet Farmer: Now you stay here with your grief, Daddy... I'll fetch 'em for ya!
The People Eater: Be careful! Protect the assets!
Bullet Farmer: Just one angry shot... for Furiosa! Hut!
The Organic Mechanic: Cryin' shame, heh... Another month, could've been your viable human!
Immortan Joe: Your A-1 Alpha Prime.
The Organic Mechanic: Hey, Rictus! You lost a baby brother! Perfect in every way.
Rictus: I had a baby brother! I had a little baby brother! And he was perfect! Perfect in every way!
Furiosa: Come on...
Bullet Farmer Henchman: Wouldn't wanna shoot the Wives, sir.
Bullet Farmer: Just probing.
Capable: He wants to help!
Toast: Who?!
Capable: The War Boy!
Toast: Where did he come from?
The Dag: I thought we threw him off the Rig!
Nux: Th-- There's high ground, just beyond that thing.
Capable: He means the tree.
Nux: Yeah! "Tree!"
Furiosa: Leave him to me.
The Dag: Say, does anyone notice that bright light? Encroaching gunfire?
Furiosa: Get out.
Nux: I can do this, I know this machine!
Capable: He does. He's a Revhead.
Toast: You've got two left!
Furiosa: On him.
Furiosa: Don't breathe.
Toast: Hey, Hey, hey! War Boy!
Nux: I'm gonna use a winch around the "tree" thing!
Furiosa: Take this. Let's get the engine plates.
Max: You drive the Rig!
Bullet Farmer: Hold up a flare.
Bullet Farmer Henchman: I am holding a flare!
Bullet Farmer: Closer.
Bullet Farmer Henchman: It's right in front of your eyes!
Bullet Farmer: Hut! Hut!
Nux: Blood Bag!
Bullet Farmer: I am the scales of justice! Conductor of the choir of death! Sing, Brother Heckler! Sing, Brother Koch! Sing, brothers! Sing! Sing!
Cheedo: Don't they know they're shooting at us?!
Bullet Farmer: Gun fever!
Nux: I never thought I'd do something as shine as that!
Furiosa: How are the engines?
Nux: Very hot and real thirsty.
Max: Hey. You need to take the War Rig half a klick down the track.
Furiosa: What if you're not back by the time the engines are cooled?
Max: Well, you keep moving.
Toast: What do you suppose he's gonna do?
Furiosa: Retaliate first. Let's go!
Toast: Are you hurt?
Max: Huh?
Toast: You're bleeding.
Furiosa: That's not his blood.
Max: What is this?
The Dag: It's Mother's Milk.
Furiosa: It's okay. Sleep. Get some rest.
Max: How do you know this place even exists?
Furiosa: I was born there.
Max: So why'd you leave?
Furiosa: I didn't. I was taken as a child. Stolen.
Max: You done this before?
Furiosa: Many times. Now that I drive a War Rig, this is the best shot I'll ever have.
Max: And then?
Furiosa: They're looking for hope.
Max: What about you?
Furiosa: Redemption.
Toast: Hey. What's that?
Furiosa: I remember something like that.
The Valkryie: Help me! Help me! Help me, please! Please!
Max: Uh-uh. That's bait.
Furiosa: Stay in the Rig.
The Valkryie: Hurry! Please, hurry! They'll be back!
Furiosa: I am one of the Vuvalini! Of the Many Mothers. My Initiate Mother was K.T. Concannon! I am the daughter of Mary Jabassa. My clan was Swaddle Dog.
Furiosa: It's me.
Unnamed Vuvalini #2: There's something in the eyes. Perhaps it is Jabassa's child.
The Valkryie: This is our Furiosa. How long has it been?
Furiosa: Seven thousand days. Plus the ones I don't remember.
Unnamed Vuvalini #1: Furiosa. What happened to your mother?
Furiosa: She died on the third day.
Unnamed Vuvalini #3: From where did you come?
Furiosa: The West. Citadel. Beyond the mountains.
Unnamed Vuvalini #4: The men. Who are they?
Furiosa: They're reliable. They helped us get here.
Unnamed Vuvalini #2: Where did you find such creatures?
Keeper of the Seeds: So soft. This one has all her teeth!
Toast: Oh!
Furiosa: I can't wait for them to see it.
Unnamed Vuvalini #2: See? See what?
Furiosa: Home! The Green Place...
Unnamed Vuvalini #3: But if you came from the West... you passed it.
The Dag: The crows. That creepy place with all the crows...
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