Mad Max: Fury Road        © 2015 Warner Bros. Entertainment Inc.        Transcript by MFP 2020

Mad Max: Fury Road

Written by George Miller and Brendan McCarthy and Nico Lathouris

Copyright © 2015 Warner Bros. Entertainment Inc.

Max Rockatansky: (VO) My name is Max. My world is fire and blood.

[Various voices, accents]

Man #1: (VO) Why are you hurting these people?

Man #2: (VO) It’s the oil, stupid.

Man #3: (VO) Oil wars.

Man #4: (VO) We are killing for guzzoline.

Woman: (VO, echoing) Guzzoline.

Woman #2: (VO) The world is actually running out of water.

Woman #3: (VO) Now there’s the water wars (water wars).

Max: Once, I was a cop. A road warrior searching for a righteous cause.

Man #5: (VO) …to the terminal freak-out point—

Man #6: (VO) Mankind has gone rogue, terrorizing itself.

Robotic Voice: (VO) …thermonuclear skirmish.

Woman #4: (VO) The Earth is sour.

Woman #5: (VO) Our bones are poisoned.

Woman #6: (VO) We have become half-life.

Max: (VO) As the world fell, each of us, in our own way, was broken. It was hard to know who was more crazy: me or everyone else.

Glory the Child: (VO) Hello? Where are you?

Glory the Child: (VO) Where are you, Max?

Woman: (VO, whispering) Max Rockatansky…

Max: (VO) Here they come again. Worming their way into the black matter of my brain.

Glory the Child: (VO, whispering) Help us, Max.

Woman: (VO, whispering) You promised to help us.

Max: (VO) I tell myself they cannot touch me. They are long dead.

(War Boys whooping)

War Boy: After him!

War Boy: After him!

War Boy: Now!

Max: (VO) I am the one who runs from both the living and the dead. Hunted by scavengers. Haunted by those I could not protect.

Max: (VO) So I exist in this wasteland…a man reduced to a single instinct: Survive.

(War Boys yelling)

War Boy: Come on! Come on!

Glory the Child: Max? Is that you? Where were you?

Glory the Child: Help us. Where were you? Help us, Max. Where were you, Max? Help us!

Glory the Child: Help us, Max! Stop running, Max! Stop running!

The Accusing Dead (aboriginal man): You let us die.

The Accusing Dead (man): You let us die!

The Accusing Dead (woman): You let us die!

Glory the Child: You promised to help us! Why?

Falling War Boy: Witness!

War Boy: I’ve got him!

[Title: MAD MAX Fury Road]

Chanting War Boy: We are War Boys!

War Boys: War Boys!

Chanting War Boy: Kamakrazee War Boys!

War Boys: War Boys!

Chanting War Boy: Fucucima kamakrazee War Boys!

The Ace: Hooked on!

The Ace: Today we’re heading to Gas Town.

War Boys: Gas Town!

The Ace: Today we’re hauling Aqua Cola.

War Boys: Aqua Cola!

The Ace: Today we’re hauling produce.

War Boys: Produce!

The Ace: And today we’re hauling mother’s milk.

War Boys: Mother’s milk!

The Wretched: Joe! Joe! Joe! Immortan Joe!

The Prime Imperator: 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.

War Boys: V8! V8! V8! V8!

Immortan Joe: I am your redeemer. It is by my hand you will rise from the ashes of this world!

Old man with binoculars: I- It’s comin’. Get ready.

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.

The Winchman: Clear off! Get ‘em all off! Clear off!

Rictus Erectus: Signal Gas Town! Convoy’s on its way!

The Organic Mechanic: I got a War Boy runnin’ on empty. Hook up that full-life.

The Organic Mechanic: Hey, careful! That’s a universal donor.

The Ace: Boss, we’re not going to Gas Town? Bullet Farm?

Imperator Furiosa: We’re heading east.

The Ace: I’ll pass it down the line.

The Ace: New orders! Thunder up! Thunder up! This is not a supply run!

The Ace: Go! Go!

War Boy: Ace!

The Ace: Go!

War Boy: What’s going on?

The Ace: We’re heading east.

War Boy: Why?

The Ace: I don’t know. That’s the order.

Rictus Erectus: Moo.

Corpus Colossus: Hey, Pa. You know about this?

Immortan Joe: Hm?

Corpus Colossus: Your produce ain’t going to Gas Town.

Corpus Colossus: She’s gone off-road. Into hostile territory.

Rictus Erectus: Why would she do that, Dad?

Rictus Erectus: Let me see, let me see!

Corpus Colossus: Rictus!

Rictus Erectus: I wanna see!

Corpus Colossus: Rictus, go see what’s agitatin’ Dad!

Immortan Joe: Splendid! Angharad?

Immortan Joe: Where are they?

Miss Giddy: They are not your property!

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!

Immortan Joe: Where is she taking them?

Miss Giddy: A long way from you!

Nux: Hey, what’s happening?

Nux: Slit! What’s going on? Slit!

War Boy: Treason! Betrayal! An Imperator gone rogue!

Nux: An Imperator! Who?

War Boy: Furiosa. She took a lot of stuff from Immortan Joe.

Nux: What stuff?

War Boy: Breeders. His prize breeders. He wants them back. Not a hand laid on em.

Slit: By my deeds I honor him. V8.

War Boys: V8! V8! V8!

Nux: That’s my wheel!

Slit: I’m driving!

Nux: You’re my lancer!

Slit: I just promoted myself.

Nux: No. Not today. Today is my day.

Slit: 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: Ah, you’re already a corpse.

Nux: I just need a top-up. Some more juice—

Slit: There’s no time!

Nux: We take my blood bag! We take my blood bag and strap him to the lancer’s perch.

Slit: It’s got a muzzle on it. It’s a raging feral!

Nux: That’s right: high-octane crazy blood fillin me up.

Nux: If I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die historic on the Fury Road.

Slit: Yeah! Yeah! Organic!

The Organic Mechanic: Yeah?

Slit: Hitch up his blood bag.

The Organic Mechanic: Right-o.

War Boys: (yelling, indistinct)

Max: Ah! How much more can they take from me? They’ve got my blood; now it’s my car!

Nux: Immortan! Immortan Joe!

Nux: Ah! He looked at me! He looked right at me!

Slit: He looked at your blood bag!

Nux: He turned his head, he looked me straight in the eye!

Slit: He was scanning the horizon!

Nux: No. I am awaited. I am awaited in Valhalla!

Max: Confucamus!

Nux: Immortan! Yaaaaaa!

Morsov: Hey! Heads up! Heads up!

The Ace: Boss! 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: [Russian] What’s this War Rig doing on our patch!?

Buzzard 2: [Russian] Foolish…but welcome.

Furiosa: Eyes right!

The Ace: Buzzards! Buzzards right, eyes on, eyes on!

War Boy: Buzzards right! Eyes on! Ready!

The Ace: Should we turn it round and run ‘em into our backup?

Furiosa: No. We’re good. We fang it!

The Ace: Thunder up! Here we go!

War Boy: Prepare the gunners!

War Boy: They’re coming!

War Boy: Morsov!

War Boy: Come on, attack!

War Boy: War!

The Ace: Ready!

Nux: She’s ours, Slit! She’s ours!

Slit: First we get the Buzzards off her back!

Nux: Form up!

Slit: (grunting)

Max: That’s my head!

War Boy: Ahh!*

Buzzard: Лови! [Catch!]

Nux: Get up! You can do it!

The Ace: Morsov!

War Boys: Morsov! No!

Morsov: Witness me!

War Boys: Witness him! Witness! Morsov!

Slit: Fly!

Nux: Witness!

War Boys: Witness!

Slit: Mediocre, Morsov! Mediocre!

War Boy: Hurrah!

Rolls War Boy: Ready!

War Boy: Get ready!

Slit: Back me in!

War Boys: Come on! They’re coming!

The Splendid Angharad: We can’t breathe down there!

Furiosa: Stay out of sight! Now!

War Boy: Go back!

(War Boys yelling)

The Ace: Hydraulics! Hydraulics!

Slit: Yeah!

Slit: Now we bring home the booty!

Rictus Erectus: 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!

The Ace: Why can’t you stop?

Nux: Crew, out of the way! Out of the way!

The Ace: What have you done? What have you done?

Max: (sine voce) For fuck’s sake!

Nux: We need counterweight! Get the blood bag down the back!

Gigahorse Imperator: Hunker down! Hunker down!**

Slit: Hey, head: Say bye-bye to the neck! Decapito!

Nux: We’re going 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!

Nux: I am the man who grabs the sun…riding to Valhalla! Witness me, Blood Bag! Witness!

Nux: I live! I die! I live again!

Splendid: We’re not going back.

Max: Water.

Max: You.

The Dag: Angharad. Is that just the wind, or is that a furious vexation?

Nux: I got it!

Nux: Glory me, Blood Bag. We snagged her alive. He’s going to shred her. Shred her!

Max: Bolt cutters. Chain. Hey, hey!

Nux: Oh, look at them. So shiny, so chrome. He’s gonna be so grateful. We could ask for anything. I wanna drive the War Rig. What are you going to ask for?

Max: That’s my jacket!

Nux: Sure. I mean, you can ask for more than a jacket.

Splendid: We’re going to the Green Place.

Nux: Wait, it’s you and me—

Splendid: We’re going to the Green Place of Many Mothers.

Furiosa: How does it feel?

Splendid: It hurts.

Furiosa: Out here everything hurts. You want to get through this? Do as I say. Now pick up what you can and run.

The Dag: Tsa!

Furiosa: Kill switches. I set the sequence myself. This Rig goes nowhere without me.

Max: You can get in.

Furiosa: Not without them.

Max: So we wait.

Furiosa: You’re relying on the gratitude of a very bad man. You’ve already damaged one of his wives; how grateful do you think he’s gonna be?

Furiosa: You’re sitting on 2,000 horsepower of nitro-boosted war machine. I’d say you got about a five-minute head start.

Furiosa: You want that thing off your face?

Furiosa: Let’s go.

Toast the Knowing: Of all the legs you had to shoot, that one was attached to his favorite.

The Dag: Smeg!

Splendid: You don’t have to do 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, all right.

Cheedo the Fragile: Do you think he’s coming to the Green Place?

The Dag: Never. He’s a crazy smeg who eats schlänger.

Max: Ah, stay out of there.

Furiosa: Behind you.

Max: Huh?

Toast: The Gas Town boys.

Toast. Don’t damage the goods.

Furiosa: What do you see?

Splendid: Big rigs. Polecats. Flamers. And there’s the People Eater himself.

Capable: Coming to count the cost.

Furiosa: Argh! We’re dragging something out back. I think it’s the fuel pod.

Max: No, no. I’ll go.

Nux: Filth! You traitored him!

Splendid: No unnecessary killing!

Furiosa: This War Boy wants me dead!

Splendid: We agreed! He’s kamakrazee!  He’s just a kid at the end of his half-life.

Nux: No! I live, I die, I live again!

Splendid: Hold him!

Capable: Tie him up!

Max: Get off him!

Furiosa: Throw him out!

The Dag: 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!

Toast: 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!

Splendid: 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! Killing everyone and everything!

Nux: We’re not to blame!

Splendid: Then who killed the world?

Furiosa: I made a deal up ahead. Safe passage. I don’t know if it’s still any good.

Furiosa: Get back in the hold. Keep the hatch open.

Furiosa: I need you here. You may have to drive the rig.

Max: Mmm.

Max: You. You stay. You stay there.

Furiosa: 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.

Furiosa: This is the sequence: One. One, two. One. Red, black, go. You have it?

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 Chief: 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!

(War Boys shouting)

Ripsaw Imperator: Make way for the Ripsaw!

(War Boys yelling)

War Boy: Come on, move that!

Immortan Joe: Once I’m over, clear the rocks and bring everyone through.

Imperator (Roxburgh): Immortan! Immortan Joe! I’ve got a War Boy, says he was on the War Rig!

Immortan Joe: You. Climb aboard.

Slit: Hey! Hey! I got his boot!—

Rictus Erectus: Come on, boy. 

Slit: —I got the blood bag’s boot! Take me! I got his boot!

The Bullet Farmer: All this for a family squabble. Healthy babies. Tsh!

(Rock Riders yelling)

Furiosa: Reload the clip.

Splendid: I can’t.

Furiosa: Gun! Give me the gun!

Toast: It’s not loaded yet!

Furiosa: Now!

Rock Rider Chief: You! We had a deal!

Imperator (Roxburgh): Rictus! The Wives! No more flames!

Immortan Joe: Splendid! Splendid! That’s my child. My property.

Imperator (Roxburgh): Immorta—!

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.

Immortan Joe: Rictus! Help him aboard.

Rictus Erectus: Here we go.

Immortan Joe: Ah, mediocre!

The Dag: Schlänger!

Capable: Look out!

Immortan Joe: Angharad! Get out!

The Dag: No!

Capable: 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.

Capable: No!

Furiosa: We keep moving!

Capable: He doesn’t know what he’s talking about!

Toast: Whatever happens, we’re going to the Green Place.

Cheedo: Your stupid Green Place! We don’t even know where to find it.

War Boy on bike: 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?

Capable: We are not things!

Cheedo: No!

The Dag: Cheedo, we are not things!

Capable: We are not things.

Cheedo: I don’t want to 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.

Max: So, um…where is this…this Green Place?

Furiosa: It’s a long night’s run, heading east.

Furiosa: We need inventory. I want you to match every gun with its bullets. I’m gonna go down and do some repairs.

Max: We need someone down the back.

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: Thr- three times the gates were opened to me.

Capable: What gates?

Nux: I was awaited in Valhalla. They were calling my name. I should be walking with the Immorta, McFeasting with the heroes of all 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. Larry and Barry. If they don’t get me, then the night fevers will.

Toast: Well, we’ve only got four for Big Boy here, so he’s all but useless. But we can squirt off this little pinky a raunchy 29 times.

The Dag: Angharad used to call them “antiseed.

Cheedo: Plant one and watch something die.

(War Boys shouting)

War Boy: Hold on, mate!

The People Eater: We are down 30,000 units of guzzoline, 19 canisters of nitro, 12 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 girlie’s breathing her last.

Immortan Joe: What about the child?

The Bullet Farmer: Are you comin’, brother?

Immortan Joe: Wait!

The Organic Mechanic: It’s gone awful quiet in there.

Immortan Joe: Get it out. Get it out!

The Bullet Farmer: Come on, I’ve been called to the torture!

Immortan Joe: Patience!

The Bullet Farmer: Oh, you stay here with your grief, Daddy. I’ll fetch ‘em for ya.

The People Eater: Be careful! Protect the assets!

The Bullet Farmer: Just one angry shot for Furiosa. Hut!

The Organic Mechanic: Yeah, cryin’ shame. Another month, could have been your viable human.

Immortan Joe: Was it a male?

The Organic Mechanic: Yeah, A-one alpha prime. Hey, Rictus! You lost a baby brother. Perfect in every way.

Rictus Erectus: I had a baby brother! I had a little baby brother! And he was perfect! Perfect in every way!

Furiosa: Come on!

Ripsaw Imperator: Wouldn’t want to shoot the wives, sir.

The Bullet Farmer: Just probing.

Capable: He wants to help!

Furiosa: 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, anyone notice that bright light? Encroaching gunfire?

Furiosa: Get out!

Nux: I-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: Gotta use the winch. ‘Round the tree thing.

Furiosa: Take this. Let’s get the engine plates.

Max: You drive the rig!

The Bullet Farmer: Hold up a flare.

Red Flare Warrior: I am holding a flare!

The Bullet Farmer: Closer.

Red Flare Warrior: It’s right in front of your eyes!

The Bullet Farmer: Yeargh!

The Bullet Farmer: Hut. Hut!

Nux: Blood Bag!

The Bullet Farmer: I am the scales of justice! Conductor of the choir of death!

The Bullet Farmer: Sing, Brother Heckler! Sing, Brother Koch! Sing, brothers! Sing! Sing!

Cheedo: Don’t they know they’re shooting at us?

The 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 have 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.

Max: Hmm.

Furiosa: That’s not his blood.

Max: What is this?

The Dag: It’s mother’s milk.

Furiosa: It’s OK. 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 them?

Furiosa: They’re looking for hope.

Max: What about you?

Furiosa: Redemption.

Toast: Hey. What’s that?

Furiosa: I remember something like that.

The Valkyrie: Help me! Help me! Help me, please!

Max: Uh-uh. That’s bait.

Furiosa: Stay in the rig.

The Valkyrie: Hurry, please hurry, they’ll come 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.

The Valkyrie: (ululating)

Furiosa: It’s me.

Vuvalini (Jones): There’s something in the eyes. Perhaps it is Jabassa’s child.

[Other than the Valkyrie and the Keeper of the Seeds, the Vuvalini are not given names]

The Valkyrie: This is our Furiosa. How long has it been?

Furiosa: Seven thousand days. Plus the ones I don’t remember.

Vuvalini (Jurisic): Furiosa. What happened to your mother?

Furiosa: She died. On the third day.

Vuvalini (Smithers): From where did you come?

Furiosa: The west. Citadel. Beyond the mountains.

Vuvalini (Kellermann): The men. Who are they?

Furiosa: They’re reliable. They helped us get here.

Vuvalini (Jones): Where did you find such creatures? So soft.

Keeper of the Seeds: This one has all her teeth!

Furiosa: I can’t wait for them to see it.

Keeper of the Seeds: See? See what?

Furiosa: Home. The Green Place.

Vuvalini (Smithers): But if you came from the west…you passed it.

The Dag: The crows. The creepy place with all the crows.

Vuvalini (Smithers): The soil.

Keeper of the Seeds: We had to get out.

Vuvalini (Smithers): We had no water, and

Keeper of the Seeds: The water was filth.

Vuvalini (Smithers): It was poisoned. It was sour.

Vuvalini (Jurisic): And then the crows came.

Vuvalini (Smithers): We couldn’t grow anything.

Toast: Where are the others?

Vuvalini (Jones): What others?

Toast: The Many Mothers.

Vuvalini (Kellermann): We’re the only ones left.

Cheedo: Look!

Vuvalini (Jurisic): That’s what you call a satellite.

Toast: Miss Giddy told us about those. They used to bounce messages across the Earth.

Vuvalini (Smithers): Shows. Everyone in the old world had a show.

Toast: Do you think there’s still somebody out there? Sending shows?

Vuvalini (Smithers): Who knows? Those are the Plains of Silence.

The Dag: Stay right where you are, Little Joe. Kinda lost its novelty out here.

Keeper of the Seeds: You having a baby?

The Dag: Warlord Junior. Gonna be so ugly.

Keeper of the Seeds: It could be a girl.

The Dag: You kill people with that, do ya?

Keeper of the Seeds: Killed everyone I ever met out here. Headshots. All of them. Snap—right in the medulla.

The Dag: Thought somehow you girls were above all that.

Keeper of the Seeds: Come here. Take a peek.

The Dag: Seeds.

Keeper of the Seeds: These are from home. Heirlooms. The real thing. I plant one every chance I get.

The Dag: Where?

Keeper of the Seeds: So far, nothing’s took. Earth’s too sour.

The Dag: Ah, so many different kinds.

Keeper of the Seeds: Trees. Flowers. Fruit. Back then, everyone had their fill. Back then, there was no need to snap anybody.

Furiosa: Can I talk to you?

Furiosa: I’ve talked with the others. We’re never gonna have a better chance to make it across the salt. If we leave the rig here, and load the motorcycles up with as much as we can, we can maybe ride for a hundred and sixty days. One of those bikes is yours. Fully loaded. You’re more than welcome to come with us.

Max: I- I’ll make my own way.

Max: You know, hope is a mistake. If you can’t fix what’s broken, you’ll, um…you’ll go insane.

Glory the Child (VO): Where are you, Max? Where are you? Mommy! (Help us.)

Woman (VO): You promised to help us!

Glory the Child: Come on, Pa. Let’s go!

Max: All right. This is your way home.

Furiosa: We go back?

Max: Mm.

Toast: Back?

Max: Yeah.

The Dag: I thought you weren’t insane anymore.

Vuvalini (Jurisic): What are they saying?

Vuvalini (Smithers): He wants to go back from where they came.

Furiosa: The Citadel.

Vuvalini (Jones): What’s there to find at the Citadel?

Max: Green.

Toast: And water. There’s a ridiculous amount of clear water. And a lot of crops.

The Dag: It’s got everything you need. As long as you’re not afraid of heights.

Keeper of the Seeds: Where does the water come from?

Toast: He pumps it up from deep in the Earth. Calls it Aqua Cola and claims it all for himself.

The Dag: And because he owns it, he owns all of us.

Keeper of the Seeds: I don’t like him already.

The Valkyrie: It’ll take two weeks to skirt the Wall of Mountains.

Max: No. I suggest we go back the same way we came. Through the canyon.

Toast. It’s open, we know that. Right? He brought all his war parties through.

Max: So we take the War Rig and we charge it right through the middle of them. We can decouple the tanker at the pass. Shut it off behind us.

Keeper of the Seeds: Kaboom.

Furiosa: And how exactly do we take the Citadel? Assuming we’re still alive by then.

Toast: If we can block the pass, it’ll be easy. All that’s left are his War Pups…and War Boys too sick to fight.

Capable: And we’ll be with Nux. He’s a War Boy. He’ll be bringing us home, bringing back what’s stolen as he’s meant to.

Nux: Yeah. Feels like hope.

Keeper of the Seeds: I like this plan. We can start again. Just like the old days.

Max: Look. It’ll be a hard day. But I guarantee you that a hundred and sixty days’ ride that way…there’s nothing but salt. At least that way, you know, we might be able to…together…come across some kind of redemption.

(Immortan Joe chanting)

Polecat Lookout: War Rig! That’s the War Rig!

Imperator: That’s them!

The People Eater: Why are they going back?

Rictus Erectus: Do they wish to surrender?

Immortan Joe: They are heading for the canyon. They’re going back to the Citadel! They know it’s undefended!

The People Eater: Bollocks!

(War Boys shouting)

The People Eater: Hut!

The Dag: (Whispering)

Toast: What are you doing?

The Dag: Praying.

Toast: To who?

The Dag: Anyone that’s listening.

Keeper of the Seeds: Here we go, girls.

Max: That’s mine!

Furiosa: He’ll try to get in front of us, spike our wheels.

Furiosa: Don’t blow my engines.

Nux: Gonna nudge ‘em, just a little.

Slit: You filth! You traitored him!

Max: Go.

Furiosa: Gotta back off. Engine One is gone. Two’s about to blow.

Max: Right.

Max: Are you a black thumb?

Nux: Uh-huh.

Max: All right, Engine One, now. You and me, fifth wheel. We’ll unhook the tanker.

Vuvalini (Jurisic): One man, one bullet.

Vuvalini (Koch): I can’t see.

The Valkyrie: Maadi! Maadi!

Vuvalini (Koch/Maadi): Can’t see.

Vuvalini (Jones): Hey! Harpoons and plows. They’re holding us back!

Max: Leave three bolts. Three!

Keeper of the Seeds: Hey, you!

Toast: Are you OK? I think she’s hurt.

Vuvalini (Smithers): Hey!

Furiosa: No!

Glory the Child: (VO) Hey, stay with me! Stay with me.

Vuvalini (Smithers): Stay with me. Hey, are you there?

Polecat: You finish that! I’ll finish her!

Slit: Valhalla!

Nux: Oy!

Furiosa: Ahh!

Nux: Engine One’s good. For now.

Cheedo: She’s hurt! She’s hurt real bad!

Nux: You hear that? We’re gonna see two airborne V8s.

Furiosa: I’m gonna need you to drive. Ill get him out of our way.

Cheedo: Rictus! Take me!

The Dag: Cheedo! What are you doing?

Rictus Erectus: Good girl.

Rictus Erectus: Come here.

Vuvalini (Smithers): Big Boy!

Cheedo: Here! Here!

Furiosa: Remember me?

Cheedo: He’s dead! He’s dead.

Nux: When you’re across safe, I’ll jam the throttle and follow you.

Vuvalini (Jurisic): Come on! Hurry! We’re nearly at the pass.

Nux: Witness me.

Rictus Erectus: Rictus!

Cheedo: Why is she making that noise?

Vuvalini (Jurisic): She’s pumping air into her chest cavity. She’s collapsing her lungs one breath at a time.

Max: I know. I am so sorry.

Max: I know, I know.

Max: Hold it there. All right. Hold that on there. Press it in. Hey. Hey!

Furiosa: Home. You didn’t get them…home.

Max: No, no, no, no…

Vuvalini (Jurisic): She’s exsanguinated. Drained all her blood.

Max: Uh…hold this. We need that, thank you. Needle.

Vuvalini (Jurisic): Come on.

Max: Take this. Keep her awake.

Capable: Furiosa.

Max: OK, that’s not retracting. All right, hold it up, hold it up. All right. It’s all right. There you go. OK. There you go.

Max: Max. My name is Max. That’s my name.

The Brakeman: Brake!

The Brakeman: Reveal yourself!

War Pup: He’s got something!

The Brakeman: It’s Immortan Joe.

The Wretched: Immortan Joe is dead! Joe is dead!

The Wretched (various): Furiosa! Furiosa!

War Pup: She’s back.

The Wretched: (chanting) Let them up! Let them up!

War Pup: Let’s do it! Let ‘em up! Come on!

‘Where must we go…

we who wander this Wasteland

in search of our better selves?’

                                The First History Man


May 24, 1987 – March 10, 2015

* Unconfirmed, but this sounds like Wez’s scream from Mad Max 2, after he pulls the door off the prime mover.

** The CaptiView closed captions read “Hunt them down!” “Hunker down” makes more sense in context.

*** It’s “Jabassa” in the CaptiView closed captions. However, it sounds like JObassa. Also, track 25 of the soundtrack is titled “Mary Jo Bassa.” (Possible typo.)

Transcribed from CaptiView closed captioning and audio sources. Transcript will be checked against the official Blu-ray when it’s released.

If you have suggestions for incorrect or missing dialogue, feel free to email fixer65(at)me(dot)com.