HUN He’d better not be… This war is certainly no joke! Now Corporal… THAT’S ENOUGH! Get out of that airplane! WIND (still squirming) Ouuut! I can’t get ouuut! PILOT 2 For god’s sake- let’s get him out then! I think he’s really in a panic… They unbuckle him and Wind bolts out of the plane HUN What on earth is the matter corporal? You act as if you’ve never flown in your life! Wind now sees that the pilot is Hun WIND (stammers) HUN- it is you! HUN! HUN HUN? (turns to others) Has this lad gone daft? WIND HUN… you know me- I am WIND! HUN Now see here Corporal … I am Leftenent Peter Remington, of the Royal Air Force, and this best not be some kind of joke you’re playing! Another crew arrives and asks the other pilot already there what all the commotion is about PILOT 3 What’s going on here? 117. PILOT 2 It seems the corporal has lost his wits, and is calling Remington a Hun! CUT BACK TO WIND AND REMINGTON HUN What’s this nonsense about the wind? You are Corporal John Maybury, We’ve flown together countless times… and now you accuse me of being a Hun? PILOT 2 Young Corporal… have you forgotten that the Hun is presently the enemy of dear old England? WIND He is not ’the salt of the earth? HUN Salt of the Earth? Are you daft lad? They’re bloody savages! PILOT 2 Well Remington, perhaps we should Escort our young corporal to the infirmary- They can calm him down there… Come along then Maybury- EXT DRUID STONEHENGE CAMP DAY The Stonehenge camp is complete to the point of resembling the
monument- Sun and Dove have just finished making love by the altar with the harp- Sun’s friend runs in FRIEND Warriors have returned… Come quickly… SUN Where are the priests?
He’d better not be…
This war is certainly no joke!
Now Corporal… THAT’S ENOUGH!
Get out of that airplane!
Ouuut! I can’t get ouuut!
For god’s sake- let’s get him out then!
I think he’s really in a panic…
They unbuckle him and Wind bolts out of the plane
What on earth is the matter corporal?
You act as if you’ve never flown
in your life!
Wind now sees that the pilot is Hun
HUN- it is you! HUN!
HUN? (turns to others)
Has this lad gone daft?
HUN… you know me-
I am WIND!
Now see here Corporal …
I am Leftenent Peter Remington,
of the Royal Air Force, and
this best not be some kind of
joke you’re playing!
Another crew arrives and asks the other pilot already there
what all the commotion is about
What’s going on here?
It seems the corporal has lost
his wits, and is calling
Remington a Hun!
CUT BACK TO WIND AND REMINGTON
What’s this nonsense about the wind?
You are Corporal John Maybury,
We’ve flown together countless times…
and now you accuse me of being a Hun?
Young Corporal… have you forgotten
that the Hun is presently the enemy
of dear old England?
He is not ’the salt of the earth?
Salt of the Earth? Are you daft lad?
They’re bloody savages!
Well Remington, perhaps we should
Escort our young corporal to the
infirmary- They can calm him
down there… Come along then Maybury-
EXT DRUID STONEHENGE CAMP DAY
The Stonehenge camp is complete to the point of resembling the monument- Sun and Dove have just finished making love by the altar with the harp- Sun’s friend runs in
Warriors have returned…
Where are the priests?
They gather berries in forest-
You must talk to your brothers…
The warriors arrive - AUDIO IS ‘COMMUNICATION’ DRUMBEAT-
Sun meets them by the camp entrance and tries to stop them
What you want here my brothers?
Our parents are dead.
Many warriors killed.
Our enemies come HERE soon.
No- we at PEACE here! You go way!
others come be cause of you!
Dom kills Sun with a spear and breaks YUDOC’S flute
You men stand guard here…
We get arpa’s strings
and find Dove girl…
Kill anyone who gets in way!
INT AIRFIELD INFIRMARY DAY
Wind awakens in a panic- A Doctor tries to calm him
Nurse, more sedative- quickly!
I’ve never seen one quite so
shook up from a training flight.
INT STONEHENGE ALTAR DAY
Meanwhile Dove plays the harp pensively, knowing the warriors are coming for the strings- Sun’s friend runs in
Run Dove! Get out! Warriors
are back! They kill Sun!
He runs out again- while Dove weeps as she plays. Both she
and the harp vanish as the hunters arrive
EXT GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE- 1965 DAY
Dove is suddenly peering over the edge of the Golden Gate bridge at the ocean below- Her hands are on a huge cable like Harp strings
Disoriented and with cars speeding past, she panics and runs out into traffic- A car swerves to avoid her and touches off a chain reaction pileup
She runs off the end of the bridge and up the hillside
EXT STONEHENGE CAMP
Ahman is handed a spear and takes it with regret
I never take up spear against
other men. But now we must
go after hunters! My sons dead
but I will get Dove back from
They depart looking for the warriors-
After they leave, a restless wind blows through the empty camp- There is a sudden lightning storm, and the wooden camp turns to stone piece by piece
INT AIRFIELD INFIRMARY DUSK
Wind finishes dinner, when Remington (Hun) comes for him
Wind drinks his soup right from the bowl in the background
Doctor, I have orders to
take Corporal Maybury
to a briefing-
He hasn’t been awake long,
And I haven’t had a chance
to talk with him, He still
seems a bit… bewildered- Is this necessary?
They’re orders from
Major Warwick, Sir.
INT PILOT’S READY ROOM NIGHT
Wind and the pilots assemble, to watch a film about the war-
He is fascinated by the electric lights
A room lit up by a fire
that no burns out!
How great their god!
Wind trys to fit in now as they are seated at the front-
Maybury, Old chap!
Glad to see you’re
feeling better now.
I was be-wild-dered,
I fine now…
(To the others)
My God. The poor fellow
still can’t seem to speak
proper English though, can he?
One officer introduces another:
Right then men! Listen up!
Your flight training is almost complete
You’ll soon be in France, and
it won’t be training there…
They’ll be REAL Germans,
with live ammunition. Now to give you a better idea about
what’s happening there,
and for your general information…
Major Warwick will show us
a short moving picture about
modern warfare, and to further
explain why we fight- Major Warwick…
Thank you Captain Jack… Now men,
as you’ve all heard we are now
fighting The War to End All Wars:
Never before in history has one
one group of nations been so allied against another… the very
fate of the world hangs in the balance- The question is simple: Will it be a free world… or one enslaved by the Kaiser?
Now you’ve heard about the U-boat dangers, and that the war in France has become
a bloody battle in the trenches…
So we now have a lot of hope in
you fliers: That perhaps your new machines and skills can break the deadlock along the front!
I have here a moving picture that
demonstrates another new secret weapon being deployed at this very moment
Captain, the lights if you please….”
The lights go out and a projector lights up a screen.
A countdown flashes, and a primitive tank crosses the screen
They have an eye that
sees other places!
To break the Hun’s hold, this mobile artillery has
been developed by England’s
Packing awesome firepower, while protecting its’ crew with armor
on all sides… It is called simply:
a “tank”- And may God have mercy
on those who draw its’ ire!
The tank pivots and comes at the camera- Wind panics as it grows on the screen- He yells, and gets out of his seat to move out of the Tank’s way- Remington pulls him back
My God man, get a hold of yourself..
What’s going on? YOU THERE!
remain seated! Now then…
Here’s some animated drawings
of what the chaps in France are facing:
An animation depicts the Big Bertha canon
This is what weapon our boys
fear most: The Germans call it
“Big Bertha”- A cannon of such
proportion it hurls shells
thirty miles- with uncanny accuracy ..
You fliers are our best hope
against Bertha… We hope the bombs
you’ll be using can knock her out,
or at least slow her down-
The animation shows a bi-plane dropping small bombs.
The Big Bertha explodes- The men in the room cheer
This will not be easy-
The German’s have planes-
and airmen to repel you..
A German plane approaches- the British plane does a loop maneuver- gets behind the German plane- and shoots it down The men cheer again
A classic loop maneuver!
Good show! Good show!
A voice in the back says: “At ‘em boys… Give ‘em the gun!
We hope it turns out so.
That is why your training has
been rigorous.. And thorough.
Now then, forever clever
in the ways of war, the Kaiser
has devised the most insidious
method of warfare ever known to mankind
On the screen are shots of men advancing wearing gas masks-
Chemical warfare! Germ warfare!
Mustard gas! The Kaiser hopes
to suck the air out of every Allied lung!
And God forbid that these weapons
should ever reach dear England!
Now as you men are risking your lives
I want to show you why…
On the screen, a young schoolgirl is fitted with a gasmask
She pirouettes about like a model
This could be your young daughter-
or your mother, an Auntie, or uncle
At the mercy of the Kaiser’s gas-
And so the Royal Air Force has been
enlisted to keep the fight
far from our shores!
And so until we meet again…
Good Luck, and God speed!
They all sing “God Save the King” while saluting the flag
Wind pretends by mumbling some words
EXT AIRFIELD DAY
Wind and Remington are in the bi-plane- They fly over a target and Wind drops some small bombs on practice targets- He isn’t at all accurate- Remington is perturbed
Come on man- more lead time!
We can only carry so many…
Make them count!
When the bombs are spent, they do more aerial maneuvers as Wind yells- When it straightens out Wind looks down and sees STONEHENGE CUT TO:
INT PASSENGER PLANE- WORLD WAR II ERA DAY
Wind is suddenly peering down through a glass window at the monument. It is quieter and there is no wind rushing past.
He is now on a commercial passenger plane- A priest seated next to him reads a Bible
What’s so interesting down there
young man? You’ve been peering out
that window ever since we took off.
He leans over and looks down
Stonehenge eh? Interesting place.
Know one knows how or why
it’s there. I visited once-
Not much to see. It’s pretty
from up here though.
Wind, confused again by the sudden change stammers:
It my home- I want to go back,
back to my home…
Dear England is my home too,
my son. And I will miss her. (hesitates)
Yet we are FORTUNATE- to be
on this plane- leaving
the horrible war behind us.
Coincidentally- I just read
Wind recognizes that it is the apostle Peter, from the dungeon of the coliseum
You! … You are Peter!
What?… Oh, well, yes, yes.
We clergymen like to think
we are the cornerstone of
the Church- But listen to
the Psalm I was just reading…
“…and I said, Oh that I had
wings of a Dove! For then
would I fly away, and be at rest…”
Yes young man- the Dove is
a symbol of peace.
Peese? That is my clan!
Eh? Your name is Peace?
Yes, well… Jesus is known as
”The Prince of Peace”
(continuing from the Bible again)
“Oh that I had wings of a Dove!
For then I would fly away
and be at rest… I would hasten
my escape- from the windy storm
He closes his Bible and says:
My advice to you young man is-
when you get to America- STAY THERE!
Stay as far from this war as you can
The Americans are in it now too…
But these are dark days for England.
And it’s not safe to be there now-
A female flight attendant comes up and says:
Is there anything I can get
you gentlemen? A pillow or
Are their any facilities
where I might relieve myself?
Yes, there’s a locker in the back
The priest rises
Who would have ever thought
I’d be taking a pee thousands
of feet in the air? (he whispers)
And yes WIND- you are right.
I AM Peter!
He leaves- Wind looks around in awe and then at the Bible
He picks it up and thumbs through the pages, turning it upside down and all around-
He puts it back down and peers out the window again
INT THE DOOR OF A TROOP TRANSPORT PLANE DAY
Wind is suddenly standing in an open door of a transport plane where a platoon of parachutists exit via a guide wire
It is noisy and windy- Wind hesitates screaming before being pushed out by the guy behind him- his chute opens and he floats toward the ground- a soldier near him shouts:
Shut up Buddy! You want
to alert the enemy?
As Wind nears the ground, thirty or forty feet up- CUT TO:
INT JEREMY CAPSTAN’S LIVING ROOM DAY
CLOSE UP OF TELEVISION as it plays a Hertz commercial-
A man descends into his rented automobile
While having lunch and speaking on the phone to his record company in London, Jeremy Capstan, (HUN again) a talent scout for Empire records, watches the television-
CAMERA DOLLIES BACK- revealing the apartment
Well yes, I hear you, but speak
up a little bit- Yes, it’s
certainly a modern world-
who could imagine that one day
we’d be talking to one another
half a world away? Yes, there are
still several acts I want to see
Yes- the British invasion is
bound to swing back the other way
Yes. Yes. Yes… I know the kids
in England are anxious to see
American groups… No, I haven’t
signed anyone yet… Right then-
I’ll let you know first thing
He hangs up and looks at the telly- where he sees a news report about a strange woman wandering near the Golden Gate
TV NEWS REPORTER
This is Diane Lawyer-Trabajo
for 3 Eyewitness News- with an
unusual story of a disoriented
hippie woman who caused that
massive pileup on the Golden
Gate this morning…
She’s since been sighted several
Times- wandering the adjacent
hillsides- in this exclusive Channel 3
film footage, you can see the panicked
woman eluding police officers-
Later, the frustrated officers
only had this to say:
This just shows that these
Hippies are a menace- and the
drugs they take need to be
controlled. Luckily, there
were no fatalities in that wreck
But this sure hasn’t made our day!
Are there any leads as to the
identity of this mysterious woman?
No, but we’ll get her-
you can bet on that!
We’ll have more on this Mystery
Woman at five. For 3 Eyewitness news-
this is Diane Lawyer-Trabajo
at the Golden Gate Bridge-
Capstan turns the TV off
EXT OPEN FIELD DAY
On the ground, Wind struggles against his parachute
Another soldier running past stops to help him get free
Wind then runs in the other direction from all the others
Hey! Our rendezvous is this way!
Wind throws his helmet down and runs into a nearby woods
He comes upon a house with some laundry on a clothes line- He looks down at his military fatigues
CUT TO: Wind dressed in civilian clothes
EXT RAILROAD YARD NIGHT
Wind emerges at a rail yard where he meets a group of hobos
They huddle around a fifty gallon drum where a fire burns They drink soup from tin cans
Say fella, what you doing out here?
Don’t look like no hobo to me…
Say, is that a WOMAN’S sweater?
You one of them funny fellows?
Yeah, you know…
(Holds up a limp wrist)
A sissy boy…
No.. I am be-wild-ered.
Now boys, don’t get particuler…
When yir cold on a night like this,
a ladies sweater keeps you warm
bout the same as a man’s… With the
war on, a fella can’t be worryin’
bout what he can git his hands on…
Then there still a war?!
Why hell yes there’s a war on!
Where have you been hiding?
Will soldiers come here… with guns?
Well that could happen,
but now it’s mostly on the
other side of the world
Is that far?
The men laugh
Say yir kinda slow ain’tcha?
Where bouts you from son?
I am from Druid tribe
An Indian? Don’t look much like one-
Never heard of the Druid tribe-
They in Canada? Anyway, you hungry?
We got more soup in the pot.
Wind takes a tin can from one of the men
My name’s Woody. This is Willy,
and this here’s Cowcatcher…
I am Wind…
Wind eh? Well you are an
injun then ain’t cha?
A scruffy old man emerges, wearing a civil war cap.
He babbles as he approaches and stops in front of Wind
This ain’t right! Ain’t right!
You men should be in formation!
The others laugh and hand the old man some soup
Well, if it ain’t ole Johnny Reb!
Haven’t seen YOU since we caught
that rig out of Peoria last summer.
Still livin’- Where you guys goin?
We’ll this train’s bound
for New Orleans in the morning…
Then goin west- To Californy.
You gonna be with us?
Reckon so… winter’s coming on-
Californy good as anywhere
to stay warm.
Speakin o stayin warn-
Lemme sit down here by the fire-
Cowcatcher’s right. We best
get some sleep- She’ll be
pullin out early I spect…
Say there Woody. How’s about
a song afore we nod off?
Well OK- a quick one-
Got jes the thing-
Call it the “Hobo’s Lullaby”
As the men lie down, Woody picks up his guitar and sings-“The Hobo’s Lullaby”
“Go to sleep you weary hobos, Let the towns drift slowly by
Listen to the steel rails hummin, That’s the hobos lullaby…
Do not think about tomorrow, Let tomorrow come and go…
Tonight you’ve got a nice warm boxcar
Safe from all the wind that blows…”
Wind drifts off to asleep- CUT TO:
EXT RAILROAD YARD DAY
A large blast of steam whooshes from a steam locomotive-
The wheels slip over the track and then finally grab hold
The train cars clack together one after another down the line as they and begin to move- Wind awakens with a start
Woody yells at him to get a move on, as the other hobos grab their things and run for a boxcar with an open door
He reaches the boxcar and hesitates as Woody holds out a hand to him- He takes hold and jumps on with the others
Say fella, you look like you’ve
never hopped a freight in your life!
I never see some thing so big
that move! Will this leave
the ground like a… a aeroplane?
Leave the ground? Now that’s a hoot!
Say boy, you got quite
a sense of humor..
I like that in a man!
As they travel west together Woody sings songs, spins tales and talks with Wind about God, and current affairs.
I’ve been in box cars with 60 men,
All trying to breathe the same
piece of air. Course, that was
before the war- Most a them
fellers got jobs now!
Wind asks Woody what he thinks about GOD
Woody, do you believe in a Great God?
Well, like most folks,
I call myself Christian.
They say God came to the world
long ago- just to see how
things was, I guess. Called
himself Jesus. The people back
then killed him. But he promised to
come back someday. In fact, I wrote
a song about him- wanna hear it?
WOODY then sings his song with just his guitar accompaniment
“Jesus Christ was a man that traveled through the land,
Hard working man and brave, He said to the rich give your goods to the poor, So they laid Jesus Christ in his grave..
Yes Jesus was a man, a carpenter by hand,
his followers true and brave
One dirty coward called Judas Iscariot has laid poor Jesus in his grave.
When Jesus came to town the working folks around, believed what he did say, The bankers and the
preachers they nailed him to a cross,
And they laid Jesus Christ in his grave
Woody, Can they really kill God?
I don’t know Wind- They say he rose
Up and went to heaven. So HE’S
in a better place, while you
and me are still stuck here!
What is heaven like?
Ya got me there friend. Sometimes
I think every person has their own
heaven and hell (That’s the other
Place- for bad people) But who
knows what happens when we die?
I think we still live-
Maybe the God just want
teach us things.
You know Wind, for being
slow, you’re kinda smart too-
In your own way…
You sing many songs, don‘t you?
Hell- I can make up a song
about most anything, jest about
any old time. Let’s see now…
He starts to make up a song and sings a few snatches of
“Riding on the City of New Orleans”
Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail..
Fifteen cars, fifteen restless riders,
three conductors, twenty-five sacks of mail..
Da- Dee- Da-Da, Da- Da Da …”
(He stops and says)
Well, guess I’m not really in the mood right now.
He stops and peers pensively out the door with Wind
AUDIO TRACK: “City of New Orleans” by Arlo Guthrie-
There is a visual collage to the music
Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central, Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors, twenty-five sacks of mail
The men play cards, pass a bottle and watch the scenery pass
All along the south bound odyssey,
the train pulls out of Kankakee,
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields,
Passing trains that have no name,
freight yards full of old black men
And the grave yards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning America how are ya?
Don’t cha know me I’m your native son
I’m the train they call the City of New Orleans,
I’ll be gone 500 miles when the day is done
We see a club car where men in suits also gamble
Dealin card games with the old men in the club car,
Penny a point, ain’t no one keeping score
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle,
Feel the wheels rumblin neath the floors
We see other passengers in cars further up
And the sons of Pullman Porters,
and the sons of engineers
Ride their fathers magic carpets made of steel
Mothers put their babes asleep,
rockin to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel
Good morning America How are ya?
Don’tcha know me I’m your native son
I’m the train they call The City of New Orleans
I’ll be gone five hundred miles
when the day is done
Wind and Woody watch a sunset, while the others sleep
Night time on the city of New Orleans,
changing cars in Memphis Tennessee,
Half way home, we’ll be there by morning,
in the Mississippi darkness,
rollin down to the sea
Wind and Woody run beside another boxcar and get a hand up aboard from the others while a couple of cops try to catch them from behind- The cops yell at them over the music:
Hey, stop right there!
They smile and shake hands when they are safely away
CUT TO DAYLIGHT AGAIN
And all the towns and people seem,
to fade into a bad dream, and the
steel rails still ain’t heard the news
The boys wave at a family in an old pickup truck stopped at a railroad crossing. They resemble the Joads from “The Grapes of Wrath” A man doffs his Tom Joad cap, another toasts with a bottle, and the others wave back
The conductor sings his songs again-
‘The passengers will please refrain’
This train’s got the disappearing railroad blues…
Good night America, How are ya?
Said don’t’cha know me,
I’m your native son,
I’m the train they call the city of New Orleans I’ll be gone 500 miles when the day is done….
As the music track fades, it is dusk again-
the train rolls away from the camera,
A conductor waves a lantern back and forth from the caboose
EXT HILLSIDE FOLIAGE DAY
POV Dove looks at the sun
Dove is in some bushes unsuccessfully searching for berries
She surveys some houses below her and sees some fruit trees in the fenced backyard of one of them
She starts down the hillside toward the house
EXT TRAIN YARD- LOS ANGELES CA DAY
The hobos arrive in L.A. and jump off the train before it stops moving
OK, let’s get going before
the cops come along…
Woody and Wind depart from the others and go to a small café near the rail yard-They pass SMILEY who has a peg leg
Why say there- It’s Smiley-
Ain’t seen you in some time-
My god! Ya lost a leg!
How’d that happen?
Slipped one night- hoppin a train
outta Dodge City. Got ran over!
Ooohhh… Je- sus!
Smiley walks off
Well WIND, I got a little
dough-ray on me- Let’s
get some toast and coffee-
Wait here while I use the phone.
He goes to a phone booth in the back of the café- Wind is served a cup of coffee and burns his lip on it-
the waitress wipes it up
(On the phone)
It’s me Woody. Jest got at L.A.
I’m at the Toot-Toot-Tootsie Café…
Say, there’s a friend with me-
Think he could spend a night
or two? Great! Well, see ya when
ya git here-
As Woody talks on the phone, a radio plays at the counter- Wind hears the music and looks all around it
(“Mighty Fine Music”) When Woody returns Wind asks:
Where music come from?
Are you joking? You’re not are you.
Wow! You really ARE just off the
Reservation! That music comes
from somewhere far away.
It goes in a thing called a mike, then through a bunch ‘a tubes-
Then it shoots out a big ole metal tower (He strums his guitar)
‘And it comes out here.’
(ala Tommy Dorsey tune)
In fact- I’m here ta play my guitar
on the radio- thousands ‘a people
gonna hear it!
Is that a lot ‘a people?
Well, you bet that’s a lot ‘a people!
They’re even gonna pay me money for it! Now go ahead and eat up. Someone‘s
comin ta pick us up….