Saving Private Ryan Page #2

EXPLOSIONS EVERYWHERE

THE GERMANS On the edge of the cliff.

Rain down MACHINE GUN FIRE and

GRENADES.

THE AMERICANS:

Struggle through the surf. FIRING

up as best they can. Making for the

base of the cliffs.

INCENDIARY GRENADES, HURLED FROM ABOVE,

EXPLODE, SPREADING FIRE

MILLER:

Ignores the EXPLOSIONS and BULLETS.

Uses hand signals and curt orders.

MILLER:

THERE! THERE! HOOKS THERE! FIRE

SQUAD, THOSE ROCKS!

THE MEN:

Obey instantly. Set the grappling

hooks. Take position. Return fire.

THE SOUNDS OF BATTLE

Drown out most voices. Except the SCREAMS OF THE WOUNDED

AND DYING.

THE MEN:

Know what they have to do. Start up

the ropes. Into the teeth of the

German defenders.

MILLER:

Back-straps his Thompson sub-machine

gun. Starts climbing with the first

group.

THE CLIFF FACE:

The Americans swarm up the ropes.

Taking turns firing up at the Germans.

MILLER SEES A STALLED CLIMBER

A soft-faced boy. Grabs him by the back of his collar.

Roughly yanks him up. Nearly choking him. They boy climbs

on.

HALF-WAY

An American private is HIT. FALLS,

taking two others with him. All

three land on the rocks below.

Another way to die.

NEAR THE TOP:

Less steep. They leave the ropes.

Free climb, scrambling up the rocks.

MILLER:

Joins half-a-dozen pinned down men.

Others bottleneck behind them. Miller

scans the route and the defenders.

Sees an open gap. Deadly. Beyond is a protective overhang.

With a clear line to the top.

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