Batman: Fury Road
Chapter 1: My Name is Bruce
AN: This story will be in script mode btw
*NOISES. ZOOM IN ON A TINTED WB LOGO. BLACKNESS. SOUNDS OF ENGINE REVVING AS THE WB LOGO IS SHOWN. CUT TO DC COMICS LOGO ALSO TINTED. BLACKNESS*
BRUCE: MY NAME IS BRUCE. MY WORLD IS FIRE AND BLOOD
CAPTION: A PRODUCTION
VOICE: 911, WHAT'S YOUR EMERGENCY?
VOICE ON PHONE: HELP! IT'S THE OIL!
VOICE: WHY ARE YOU HURTING THESE PEOPLE?!
VOICE #2: IT'S THE OIL STUPID!
VOICE: WHO KILLED THE WORLD?!
CAPTIONS: KEVIN CONROY AS BRUCE ROCKATANSKY CLAUDIA CHRISTIAN AS IMPERATOON HELGA
VOICE #3: OIL WARS. WE ARE KILLING FOR GUZZOLINE
VOICE 4: THE WORLD IS RUNNING OUT OF WATER. WATER WARS
VOICE 5: NOW THERE'S THE WATER WARS
BRUCE: ONCE, I WAS A COP. A DARK KNIGHT, SEARCHING FOR A RIGHTEOUS CAUSE
VOICE 6: GETTING CLOSER TO THE TERMINAL FREAKOUT POINT
VOICE 7: TOONKIND HAS GONE ROGUE, TERRORIZING ITSELF
CUT TO BLACK AND WHITE SHOWING OF THERMONUCLEAR BOMBING
VOICE 8: ROBOTIC THERMONUCLEAR SKIRMISH
VOICE 9: THE EARTH IS SOUR
VOICE 10: OUR BONES ARE POISONED
VOICE 11: WE HAVE BECOME HALF-LIFE
CAPTION: A MR. BRAM STOKER PARODY
BRUCE: AS THE WORLD FELL, EACH OF US, IN OUR OWN WAY WAS BROKEN. IT WAS HARD TO KNOW WHO WAS MORE CRAZY…
CUT TO SHADOWY FIGURE OVERLOOKING POST-APOCALYPTIC AUSTRALIAN HORIZON NEXT TO BATMOBILE INTERCEPTOR. THIS IS OUR HERO, BRUCE ROCKATANSKY, THE ROAD KNIGHT
BRUCE: ME? OR EVERYONE ELSE?
SILENCE. PAN OUT ON BRUCE. CLOSE UP ON MUTATED TWO HEADED GOLDEN GECKO.
BARBARA: HELLO? WHERE ARE YOU?
GOLDEN GECKO THEN MOVES OFF OF ROCK AND CLOSER TO BRUCE
BARBARA: (CONT.) WHERE ARE YOU BRUCE?
BRUCE: HERE THEY COME AGAIN
VICKI: (WHISPERING) BRUCE ROCKATANSKY
BRUCE: WORMING THEIR WAY INTO THE BLACK MATTER OF MY BRAIN
BARBARA, VICKI: HELP US BRUCE. YOU PROMISED TO HELP US
SQUASH. BRUCE CRUSHES THE GECKO WITH HIS BOOT, SCRAPES IT UP AND EATS IT
BRUCE: I TELL MYSELF. THEY CANNOT TOUCH ME. THEY ARE LONG DEAD
BRUCE THEN TURNS HIS HEAD AS HE HEARS ENGINES REVVING. HE IMMEDIATELY PACKS EVERYTHING UP AND GETS INTO THE DRIVER'S SEAT OF THE BATMOBILE INTERCEPTOR. ENGINE STARTS WHIRRING UP AND REVS AS THE INTERCEPTOR DRIVES OFF
IMMEDIATELY AFTER FAST-MOVING VEHICLES FOLLOW THE INTERCEPTOR. PALE-SKINNED, BALD, SHIRTLESS MEN ARE ON THE VEHICLES, CACKLING INSANELY. THESE ARE THE WAR TOONS.
CUT TO WAR TOONS GAINING ON THE INTERCEPTOR. WAR TOON GRUNTS FIERCELY AS HE LAUNCHES A THUNDERSTICK AT THE WHEEL OF THE INTERCEPTOR. EXPLOSION. THE INTERCEPTOR TOSSES AND TUMBLES BEFORE SETTLING DOWN ON THE GROUND AS BRUCE STUMBLES OUT
BRUCE: I AM THE ONE… WHO RUNS FROM BOTH THE LIVING… AND THE DEAD. HUNTED BY SCAVENGERS. HAUNTED BY THOSE I COULD NOT PROTECT
CUT TO FLASHBACK OF BARBARA RUN OVER BY PURSUIT VEHICLES. BRUCE WEAKLY STAGGERS OUT OF THE INTERCEPTOR. CUT TO FLASHBACK OF BRUCE HOLDING BARBARA'S AND VICKI'S CORPSES
BRUCE: SO I EXIST IN THIS WASTELAND
WAR TOONS LAUGH AND CHEER. ONE PLACES HIS FOOT ON BRUCE'S SHOULDER, HALTING HIM AS HE COCKS HIS RIFLE AND AIMS IT AT HIS HEAD.
CUT TO WAR TOON VEHICLES RIDING BACK TO THE CITADEL WITH THE INTERCEPTOR AND BRUCE
BRUCE: A MAN, REDUCED TO A SINGLE INSTINCT. SURVIVE
BLACKNESS
CUT TO INNER DOMAINS OF THE CITADEL. SOUNDS OF SCISSORS CUTTING ARE HEARD. MINIATURE WAR TOONS GATHER SCRAPS OF BRUCE'S HAIR AS HE'S STRAPPED TO A TABLE BEING SHAVED AND PREPPED AS A BLOOD BAG. WE SEE A BADLY GRIZZLY-LOOKING MAN BURNING TATTOOS ON BRUCE'S BODY. ONE OF THEM READS NEGATIVE HI-OCTANE UNIVERSAL DONOR
FLASH OF FIRE. A WAR TOON PLUCKS A BRANDING IRON OUT OF THE FORGE AND BRINGS IT TOWARD BRUCE. CLOSE UP ON BRANDING IRON. IT IS THE FIERY SYMBOL OF A SKULL. BRUCE GRUNTS, PUSHES THE WAR TOONS OFF, AND RUNS, THE WAR TOONS FOLLOWING SUIT, SHOUTING INCOHERENTLY
BRUCE KEEPS RUNNING UNTIL HE COMES ACROSS THE REPAIR ROOM WHERE WAR TOONS ARE REPAIRING HIS BATMOBILE INTERCEPTOR. HE HEADS FOR THE CAR, JUMPS OVER THE ROOF OF THE CAR AND HEADS DOWN ANOTHER CORRIDOR, THE WAR TOONS STOPPING WHAT THEY'RE DOING TO OBSERVE THIS
BRUCE THEN SEES A GRATE WITH SKYLIGHT. THE WAR TOONS ALMOST SURROUND HIM. BRUCE THEN LUNGES FOR A ROPE LEADING UP TO THE GRATE, PUSHING A WAR TOON OFF OF HIM AND INTO THE WATER. BRUCE GASPS AS HE SEES A FIGURE STARING AT HIM THROUGH THE GRATE. IT IS BARBARA
BARBARA: BRUCE, BRUCE? IS THAT YOU? WHERE WERE YOU, WHERE WERE YOU?
A WAR TOON SCREAMS FIERCELY AND PLUNGES BRUCE INTO THE WATER. UNDERWATER, BRUCE SEES BARBARA AGAIN
BARBARA: HELP US, HELP US, WHERE WERE YOU? HELP US. WHERE WERE YOU, BRUCE?
BRUCE EMERGES FROM THE WATER, GRAPPLES A WAR TOON WITH HIS CUFFS THEN TOSSES HIM INTO THE WATER, KNOCKING THE OTHER WAR TOONS DOWN IN A REACTION. BRUCE OPENS A DOOR AND RUNS FORWARD, HIS HALLUCINATIONS INCREASING RAPIDLY
BARBARA: WHERE WERE YOU, BRUCE? STOP RUNNING
BRUCE THEN SEES A HALLUCINATION OF THOMAS, HIS FATHER
THOMAS: YOU LET US DIE, YOU LET US DIE
BRUCE RUNS THROUGH ANOTHER DOOR, SEEING A HALLUCINATION OF JASON TODD
JASON: YOU LET US DIE! YOU LET US DIE!
BRUCE EVENTUALLY COMES ACROSS A RAVINE LEADING TO A VAST OUTDOOR SURROUNDING OF THE CITADEL. BRUCE TAKES A FEW STEPS BACKWARD, HEARS THE WAR TOONS CHARGING AT HIM, LEAPS FOR THE HOOK AND GRABS IT. A WAR TOON NAMED ROGER RABBIT GRABS ONTO BRUCE'S LEGS BUT FALLS
ROGER: WITNESS!
SPLAT. THE WAR TOONS GUFFAW WITH AMUSEMENT AT THIS EVENT. THE WAR TOONS FINALLY GRAB HOLD OF BRUCE AND PULL HIM BACK IN AS THE DOORS SHUT
CAPTION: BATMAN FURY ROAD
BLACKNESS. FADE OUT ON TITLE
FADE IN ON NECK WITH SKULL LOGO BRANDED. THIS IS OUR HEROINE, IMPERATOON HELGA. HELGA WALKS UP TO THE FRONT OF THE CITADEL'S VEHICLE, THE WAR RIG, AND THE WAR TOONS IN THEIR VEHICLES WATCHING HER. SOUNDS OF WHEELS AND PULLEYS ARE HEARD AS THE TANKER OF THE WAR RIG IS BEING WHEELED DOWN, WITH SEVERAL WAR TOONS AND HELGA'S SECOND IN COMMAND JEICE THE ACE ON BOARD. HELGA CLIMBS INTO THE FRONT OF THE WAR RIG, SHUTS THE DOOR. HELGA EXHALES AS SHE PLACES THE STEERING WHEEL WITH THE SKULL MOTIF ONTO THE DRIVING INGNITION.
CUT TO WAR TOONS BREATHING WHITE POWDER ON A FAT, PASTEY WHITE, OBESE BODY. A GROTESQUE COUGHING SOUND IS HEARD. THIS IS OUR VILLAIN, IMMORTOON ZIM.
CUT BACK TO TANKER WITH WAR TOONS LOWERING DOWN.
WAR TOON: WE ARE WAR TOONS!
WAR TOONS: WAR TOONS!
PLATFORM STOPS AS WAR TOONS HURRIEDLY HOOK ON THE TANKER TO THE RIG
WAR TOON: KAMAKRAZEE WAR TOONS!
WAR TOONS: WAR TOONS!
WAR TOON: FUCACIMA KAMAKRAZEE WAR TOONS!
JEICE: HOOKED ON!
WAR TOONS HEAD UP ON TOP OF THE TANKER AS JEICE CONNECTS THE PLYING CORDS TO THE RIG,
JEICE: TODAY, WE HEADED TO GAS TOWN!
WAR TOONS: GAS TOWN!
CUT TO HELGA ACTIVATING SWITCHES ON THE WAR RIG AND STARTING THE ENGINE
JEICE: TODAY WE HAULIN' AQUA COLA
WAR TOONS: AQUA COLA
ZIM WHEEZING IS HEARD AS WAR TOONS PLACE ON HIS ARMORED BREASTPLATE ON HIS BACK.
JEICE: TODAY WE HAULIN' PRODUCE!
WAR TOONS: PRODUCE!
JEICE: AND TODAY, WE HAULIN MOTHER'S MILK!
JEICE SAYS THIS AS WAR TOONS HOOK ON ANOTHER TANKER CONNECTING THE MILK.
WAR TOONS: MOTHER'S MILK!
CUT TO WAR TOONS PLACING THE CHEST BREASTPLATE WITH VARIOUS MEDALS AND MEDALLIONS ON ZIM'S CHEST AS CHANTING IS FAINTLY HEARD. THE BREASTPLATES MAKE A RESOUNDING CLICK. A WAR TOON PLACES A HEAVY BLACK IRON BELT WITH THE SKULL MOTIF LOGO ONTO HIS TORSO.
OUTSIDE A CROWD OF WEARY, IRRADIATED SURVIVORS ARE GATHERED AROUND THE CITADEL, BANGING WOODEN CUPS AND BOWLS TOGETHER IN SYNC JUST AS A HIDEOUS HORSE GAS VENTILATOR MASK IS PLACED ON ZIM'S FACE. IT IS A HORRIFIC SIGHT.
CROWD: ZIM, ZIM, ZIM! IMMORTOON ZIM!
WAR TOONS COME CLOSER TO THE CITADEL STANDING ATTENTION. ZIM'S SON, GASTUS ERECTUS AND THE PRIME IMPERATOON HELP ZIM UP AS THE WAR PUPS AND TOONS BOW TO HIM, WALKING OFF. ZIM MOVES FORWARD, LABORED BREATHING AS CREEPUS COLOSSUS WATCHES FROM AFAR.
SPOTLIGHT SHINES ON FRONT OF THE CITADEL OPENING. THE PRIME IMPERATOON REACHES THE BALCONY AND PLACES A MICROPHONE TO HIS LIPS
PRIME IMPERATOON: REV IT UP FOR THE IMMORTOON ZIM!
CROWD ROARS LOUDLY AS IMMORTOON ZIM APPEARS AND TAKES THE MICROPHONE, RAISING HIS HANDS FORWARD TO SILENCE THE CROWD. FEEDBACK FROM THE MICROPHONE IS HEARD AS ZIM SPEAKS
ZIM: ONCE AGAIN, WE SEND OFF OUR WAR RIG TO BRING BACK GUZZOLINE FROM GAS TOWN AND BULLETS FROM THE BULLET FARM!
CLOSE UP ON HELGA, HANDS ON STEERING WHEEL, PATIENT, DETERMINED LOOK ON HER FACE
ZIM: (CONT.) ONCE AGAIN, I SALUTE MY IMPERATOON, HELGA! AND I SALUTE…
THE WAR TOONS CROSS THEIR HANDS IN A PRAISING SALUTE
ZIM: MY HALF-LIFE WAR TOONS, WHO WILL RIDE WITH ME ETERNAL ON THE HIGHWAYS OF VALHALLA
WAR TOONS CHANT V8 IN A RHYTHM
ZIM: I AM YOUR REDEEMER! IT IS BY MY HAND… YOU WILL RISE… FROM THE ASHES… OF THIS WORLD!
CROWD APPLAUDS AGAIN. OLD CRAGGLY MAN LOOKS THROUGH BINOCULARS TO GET A CLOSER LOOK. ZIM RAISES HIS ARMS FORWARD. CROWD SILENCES
OLD MAN: I-IT'S COMING.
OLD WOMAN: YES, YES, YES. IT'S COMING
PEOPLE MOAN AND GROAN AS THEY MOVE FORWARD TO THE WATERING HOLE. ZIM THEN PULLS DOWN THE LEVERS, A GREAT NOISE IS HEARD, AND THE RUSHING OF WATER FLOWS OUT. THE CROWD CHEERS AND FILL THEIR CUPS AND BOWLS WITH IT. RESOUNDING MUSIC IS HEARD. ZIM THEN PULLS THE LEVERS UP, THE WATER TURNING OFF
HELGA WATCHES THIS, A GLARE RUNNING ACROSS HER FACE
ZIM: DO NOT, MY FRIENDS… BECOME ADDICTED TO WATER
CROWD STUMBLES OUT OF WADING POOL
ZIM: IT WILL TAKE HOLD OF YOU AND YOU WILL RESENT IT'S ABSENCE
WAR TOONS WALK OFF, SOUNDS OF DRUMS BEATING ARE HEARD AS THE PLATFORM IS RAISED UPWARD. THE OLD PEOPLE TRY TO CLIMB ON BUT GET PUSHED AND SHOVED OFF BY GUARDS
ZIM WATCHES THE WAR RIG LEAVE THE CITADEL THEN TURNS AWAY, GASTUS TURNING TO THE PRIME IMPERATOON
GASTUS: SIGNAL GAS TOWN, CONVOY'S ON IT'S WAY
ENGINE REVVING AS WAR RIG AND PURSUIT VEHICLES DRIVE DOWN THE DUST-COVERED HIGHWAYS EN ROUTE TO GAS TOWN
CUT TO BRUCE IN A METAL CAGE, GLARING OMINOUSLY AT THE SKY
ORGANIC MECHANIC: I GOT A WAR TOON RUNNING ON EMPTY. HOOK UP THAT FULL-LIFE
TWO WAR TOONS HEAD OVER TO BRUCE'S CAGE. ONE PULLS DOWN THE BOTTOM, THE OTHER PRODS BRUCE WITH A SHOCK STICK. BRUCE GRUNTS IN PAIN
ORGANIC MECHANIC: HEY! CAREFUL, THAT'S A UNIVERSAL DONOR!
BLACKNESS
CUT BACK TO WAR RIG DRIVING DOWN THE ROAD. HELGA SEES LIGHT BEAMING FROM THE CITADEL AND A SIGNALLIGHT GLEAMING FROM GAS TOWN. HELGA LOOKS OVER HER SHOULDER AND CHANGES GEAR, DRIVING EAST. JEICE MAKES HIS WAY OVER TO THE DRIVER'S CABIN
JEICE: BOSS, WE'RE NOT HEADED TO GAS TOWN? THE BULLET FARM?
HELGA: WE'RE HEADING EAST
JEICE NODS IN COMPLIANCE
JEICE: I'LL PASS IT DOWN THE LINE
JEICE THEN TURNS TO A PASSING BY PURSUIT CAR
JEICE: WE'RE HEADING EAST! THIS IS NOT A SUPPLY RUN
WAR TOON: WHY?
JEICE: I DON'T KNOW, THAT'S THE ORDER
*TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 2*