Batman Fury Road
Chapter 3: I AM AWAITED IN VALHALLA
INSTANTLY CUT TO OBESE WOMEN SITTING IN CHAIRS WITH THEIR BREASTS BEING PUMPED OF MILK. THESE ARE IMMORTOON ZIM'S BREEDERS. ZIM HOLDS A BOTTLE OF FRESH MILK AND HANDS IT TO GASTUS. GASTUS TAKES A SIP
CREEPUS: HEY, PA?
ZIM: HRRM?
CREEPUS: YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS?
ZIM AND GASTUS HEAD OVER TO CREEPUS' LOOKOUT PERCH. CREEPUS IS A SHORT, GREEN, SCALY DEFORMED MIDGET WITH A LAZY EYE
CREEPUS: YOUR PRODUCE AINT GOIN' TO GAS TOWN
ZIM PEERS INTO TELESCOPE AND SEES THE WAR RIG AND CONVOY HEADING EASTWARD
CREEPUS: SHE'S GONE OFF ROAD… INTO HOSTILE TERRITORY
ZIM LOOKS BACK WITH A FACE OF HORROR AND FURY
GASTUS: WHY WOULD SHE DO THAT?
ZIM RACES OFF IN A HURRY. GASTUS TRIES TO USE THE TELESCOPE AS CREEPUS BLOCKS HIM
GASTUS: LEMME SEE, LEMME SEE.
CREEPUS: GASTUS
GASTUS: I WANNA SEE
CREEPUS: GASTUS… GO SEE WHAT'S AGITATING DAD
GASTUS WALKS OFF, FOLLOWING ZIM. ZIM COMES ACROSS A HUGE STEEL VAULT. ZIM OPENS THE VAULT AND HEADS INTO A SOLITARY ROOM WHERE THE FIVE WIVES ARE KEPT
ZIM: ELSA? ANGHARAD?
ZIM THEN SEES THE WORDS "OUR BABIES WILL NOT BE WARLORDS" PAINTED IN THE FRONT OF THE CENTER OF THE ROOM. ZIM TURNS AROUND TO SEE "WHO KILLED THE WORLD?" WRITTEN ON THE WALL AND AS ZIM SEES THE BEDROOM, HE SEES "WE ARE NOT THINGS" WRITTEN BEHIND THE WIVES' TEACHER AND TUTOR, MISS TWEEDY, THE HISTORY WOMAN
ZIM: WHERE ARE THEY?
COCKING OF SHOTGUN IS HEARD AS TWEEDY POINTS IT AT ZIM'S DIRECTION
TWEEDY: THEY ARE NOT YOUR PROPERTY
ZIM: MISS TWEEDY?!
ZIM WALKS TOWARD HER, ENRAGED
TWEEDY: YOU CANNOT OWN A TOON! SOONER OR LATER, SOMEONE PUSHES BACK
ZIM: WHERE IS SHE TAKING THEM?!
TWEEDY: SHE DIDN'T TAKE THEM, THEY BEGGED HER TO GO!
ZIM GRABS TWEEDY'S SHOTGUN, IT GOES OFF, HITTING THE CEILING
ZIM: WHERE IS SHE TAKING THEM?
TWEEDY: A LONG WAY FROM YOU
ZIM DRAGS TWEEDY AWAY, TWEEDY SCREAMS. PAN TO WAR TOON SITTING ON BENCH. THIS IS ZUK. ZUK THEN HEARS THE FAINT SOUNDS OF ENGINES REVVING AND DRUMS BEATING. INSTANTLY WAR TOONS RUN OVER TO THE SKULL IDOL TO GET THE STEERING WHEELS FOR THEIR CARS. ZUK'S LANCER, SPICE, WALKS FORWARD
ZUK: HEY? HEY, WHAT'S HAPPENING?
NO ONE ANSWERS HIM, SPICE WALKS RIGHT PAST ZUK, A SCOWL ON HIS FACE
ZUK: SPICE! WHAT'S GOING ON? SPICE!
DANNY: TREASON! BETRAYAL! AN IMPERATOON GONE ROGUE!
ZUK: AN IMPERATOON? WHO?
DANNY: HELGA! SHE TOOK A LOT OF STUFF FROM IMMORTOON ZIM
ZUK: WHAT STUFF?
DANNY: BREEDERS, HIS PRIZE BREEDERS! HE WANTS 'EM BACK, NOT A HAND LAID ON 'EM
CUT TO ZIM'S VEHICLE THE GIGAHORSE BEING BROUGHT DOWN
SPICE: BY MY DEEDS, I HONOUR HIM, V8.
SPICE GRABS A STEERING WHEEL AND STARTS WALKING TOWARD HIS CAR. A CRAZED WAR TOON CACKLES TAUNTINGLY AT ZUK. ZUK THEN LEAPS UP AND GRABS THE WHEEL
ZUK: THAT'S MY WHEEL
SPICE: I'M DRIVING
ZUK: YOU'RE MY LANCER
SPICE: I JUST PROMOTED MYSELF
SPICE SAYS THIS AS HE DRAGS THE WHEEL AND ZUK FORWARD, A BLOOD CORD CONNECTING ZUK TO AN UNCONSCIOUS BRUCE, HANGING UPSIDE DOWN
ZUK: NOT TODAY. TODAY IS MY DAY
SPICE: LOOK AT YOU IF YOU CAN'T STAND UP, YOU CAN'T DO WAR
ORGANIC MECHANIC: HE'S RIGHT, SON
ZUK: I'M NOT STAYIN' HERE DYIN' SOFT
ORGANIC MECHANIC: PAH, YOU'RE A CORPSE
ZUK: I JUST NEED A TOP-UP MORE JUICE
SPICE: THERE'S NO TIME!
ZUK THEN GLANCES AT BRUCE AND AN IDEA POPS INTO HIS HEAD
ZUK: WE TAKE MY BLOOD BAG! TAKE MY BLOOD BAG AND STRAP HIM ONTO THE LANCER'S PERCH
SPICE: IT'S GOT A MUZZLE ON IT, A RAGING FERAL
ZUK HAS A MANIC GRIN ON HIS FACE
ZUK: THAT'S RIGHT. HI-OCTANE UNIVERSAL CRAZY BLOOD FILLIN' ME UP!
ZUK HEADBUTTS SPICE TO THE GROUND AND STANDS OVER HIM, CONFIDENT
ZUK: IF I'M GONNA DIE… I'M GONNA DIE HISTORIC ON THE FURY ROAD!
SPICE GETS UP AND GETS CLOSER TO ZUK, PANTING HEAVILY. SPICE THEN STARTS LAUGHING MANIACALLY
SPICE: ORGANIC?
ORGANIC MECHANIC: EHH?
SPICE: HITCH UP HIS BLOOD BAG
ORGANIC MECHANIC: RIGHT-O
CUT TO ALL TYPES OF PURSUIT VEHICLES DRIVING DOWN THE ROAD, WAR TOONS CHANTING AND HOLLERING WILDLY. ZUK'S CAR HAS BRUCE STRAPPED TO THE FRONT WHILE A WAR TOON DRIVES HIS BATMOBILE INTERCEPTOR
BRUCE: HOW MUCH MORE CAN THEY TAKE FROM ME? THEY GOT MY BLOOD, NOW IT'S MY CAR!
CAMERA PANS DOWN TO SEE ZUK WEARING BRUCE'S UTILITY BELT WHILE SPICE STANDS ON HIS PERCH. CAMERA ZOOMS IN ON WAGON. HEAVY METAL ROCK MUSIC IS HEARD AS WE SEE STRANGELY DRESSED MUTANT IN RED PLAYING A FLAMETHROWER ELECTRIC GUITAR. THIS IS THE MASCOT, THE DOOF WARRIOR
ZUK'S CAR COMES NEXT TO ZIM'S. ZUK AND SPICE TRY TO GET ZIM'S ATTENTION
ZUK: IMMORTOON! IMMORTOON ZIM!
ZIM TURNS AND GIVES A STEELY GLARE AT ZUK. ZUK GASPS EXCITEDLY
ZUK: HE LOOKED AT ME! SPICE! HE LOOKED RIGHT AT ME!
BRUCE IS SPOUTING FOREIGN CURSES INCOHERENTLY AS SPICE ARGUES
SPICE: HE LOOKED AT YOUR BLOOD BAG
ZUK: HE TURNED HIS HEAD, HE LOOKED ME STRAIGHT IN THE EYE
SPICE: HE WAS SCANNING THE HORIZON.
ZUK THEN TURNS UP THE GAS IN HIS CAR.
ZUK: NO. I AM AWAITED. I AM AWAITED IN VALHALLA
HE STEPS ON THE GAS PEDAL, THE CAR GOING FASTER, PASSING THE OTHER VEHICLES. ZUK REMOVES THE WHEEL AND HOISTS IT OVER HIS HEAD
ZUK: IMMORTOON!
CAMERA ZOOMS OUT ON WHEEL AS SPICE GRUNTS IN APPROVAL. CUT TO ANGERED LOOK ON BRUCE'S FACE.
CUT TO FLARES BEING FIRED FROM THE SKIES.
WAR TOON: JEICE, HEADS UP!
JEICE JUMPS ONTO THE ROOF AND KNOCKS ON THE TOP. HELGA PULLS IT OPEN
JEICE: BOSS! WE GOT VEHICLES FROM THE CITADEL THEY WANT REINFORCEMENTS FROM GAS TOWN AND THE BULLET FARM
HELGA: WE'RE TAKING A DETOUR
CUT TO SPIKY, ARMOR-PLATED VEHICLE DRIVING UP ON SANDY SLOPE. THESE ARE THE BUZZARDS.
BUZZARD 1: WHAT IS THIS WAR RIG DOING ON OUR PATCH?!
BUZZARD LAUGHS IN APPROVAL
BUZZARD: FOOLISH… BUT WELCOME
HELGA GLANCES AT BUZZARD CAR MOVING DOWN THE SLOPE TOWARDS THE RIG
HELGA: EYES RIGHT!
JEICE: BUZZARDS! BUZZARDS RIGHT, EYES ON, EYES ON!
JEICE TURNS TO HELGA FOR INSTRUCTIONS
JEICE: SHOULD WE TURN AROUND AND RAM 'EM INTO OUR BACKUP?
HELGA: NO, WE'RE GOOD. WE FANG IT
HELGA BLOWS HORN ON WAR RIG TO SIGNAL THE WAR TOONS
WAR TOON: THUNDER UP, HERE WE GO!
WAR TOON CAR COMES ACROSS ROAD TRAP. HELGA GASPS AND DODGES IT AS THE CAR CRASHES AND THE WAR TOON FLIES OFF. WAR TOONS ARE HEARD SHOUTING, HELGA ROLLS HER EYES AS SHE REVS UP THE ENGINE.
BUZZARDS ON MOTORBIKES RUN OVER TWO WAR TOONS. ONE WAR TOON, SHEEN MORSOV, DAMAGES A BIKE WITH A THUNDERSTICK. ANOTHER WAR TOON, ARCHER, EXTENDS HIS HAND, MORSOV GRABS IT AND IS PULLED ABOARD. THE BIKE DRIVER, KENNY MCCORMICK, IS RUN OVER
WHIRRING NOISES IS HEARD AS THE BUZZARDS ARE TRYING TO SLASH THE WAR RIG'S TIRES. WAR TOONS HURL THUNDERSTICKS AT THE BUZZARD CAR, DAMAGING IT UNTIL IT EXPLODES
ANOTHER BUZZARD CAR DRIVES CLOSER TO THE RIGHT OF THE WAR RIG. HELGA PUTS THE WAR RIG ON AUTO-PILOT, GRABS HER CROSSBOW GUN AND HER AND JEICE TOGETHER DESTROY THE ATTACK CAR, JUST AS A BUZZARD MONSTER TRUCK APPEARS WITH A FLAMETHROWER.
MUSIC FROM THE DOOF WARRIOR IS HEARD AS THE WAR PARTY IS SLOWLY GAINING ON THE WAR RIG. CUT TO ZUK'S VEHICLE AS HE, SPICE AND BRUCE ARE COMING CLOSER.
ZUK: SHE'S OURS, SPICE! SHE'S OURS!
SPICE: FIRST WE GET THE BUZZARDS OFF HER BACK
ZUK THUMPS THE DOOR OF THE CAR, SIGNALING SPICE TO FIRE. ZUK AIMS AND HURLS A THUNDERSTICK AT THE BACK OF THE BUZZARD CAR, THE STICK BARELY SCALDING BRUCE'S HEAD
BRUCE: THAT'S MY HEAD!
SPICE GRINS SADISTICALLY. MORSOV CACKLES INSANELY AS HE PEBBLES THE BUZZARD CAR WITH MACHINE GUN BULLETS TO THE POINT WHEN THE ROOF COMES OFF. BEFORE MORSOV CAN FIRE AGAIN, A BUZZARD SHOUTS A CURSE AND SHOOTS MORSOV WITH A DART.
ZUK: GET UP! C'MON! YOU CAN DO IT!
MORSOV SPRAYS HIS FACE WITH CHROME AS HE PREPARES HIS KAMAKRAZEE ATTACK. JEICE AND THE WAR TOONS WATCH THIS IN AMAZEMENT
MORSOV: WITNESS ME!
WAR TOONS SHOUT WITNESS ME ECHOING AS MORSOV FACES THE BUZZARD CAR. MORSOV LETS OUT A BESTIAL ROAR AND LEAPS AT THE CAR, SPICE THROWING A THUNDERSTICK AT MORSOV. MASSIVE EXPLOSION. THE CAR AND MORSOV ARE DESTROYED
ZUK: WITNESSED!
MEANWHILE, HELGA BLARES THE TRUCK HORN JUST AS A BLONDE WOMAN STEALTHILY CRAWLS OUT OF THE TANKER AND HEADS TO THE FRONT. THIS IS THE ELSA ANGHARAD, THE FIRST OF ZIM'S BREEDERS.
TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 4 R&R