Mad Max: Fury Road

My name is Max.

My world is fire and blood.

Why are you hurting these people?

It's the oil, stupid.

- Oil wars. - We are killing for guzzoline.

The world is running out of water.

Now there's the water wars.

Once, I was a cop.

A road warrior searching for a righteous cause.

to the terminal freak-outpoint.

Mankind has gone rogue, terrorizing itself.

Thermonuclear skirmish.

The earth is sour.

Our bones are poisoned.

We have become half-life.

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.

Hello?

Where are you?

Where are you, Max?

- Here they come again. - Max Rockatansky.

Worming their way into the black matter of my brain.

- Help us, Max. - You promised to help us.

I tell myself...

...they cannot touch me.

They are long dead.

I am the one...

...who runs from both the living and the dead.

Hunted by scavengers.

Haunted by those I could not protect.

So I exist in this wasteland.

A man reduced to a single instinct:

Survive.

Max?

Is that you?

Where were you?

Help us. Where were you?

Where were you, Max?

Where were you, Max?

Stop running.

You let us die!

You let us die!

You let us die!

You promised to help us!

Why?

Witness!

I got him.

We are War Boys!

War Boys!

Kamakrazee War Boys!

War Boys!

Fucacima kamakrazee...

...War Boys!

Hooked on!

Today we're heading...

...to Gas Town!

Gas Town!

Today we're hauling Aqua Cola.

Aqua Cola!

- Today we're hauling produce! - Produce!

And today we're hauling...

...Mother's Milk!

Mother's Milk!

Joe! Joe! Joe! Immortan Joe!

Rev it up for the 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.

V8! V8! V8! V8!

I am your redeemer.

It is by my hand...

...you will rise from the ashes...

...of this world!

It's coming. Get ready.

Yes. Yes. Yes. It's coming.

Do not, my friends...

...become addicted to water.

It will take hold of you...

...and you will resent its absence.

Clear off!

Get them all off!

Clear off!

Get them all off.

Get off!

Signal Gas Town. Convoy's on its way.

I got a War Boy...

...running on empty.

Hook up that full-life.

Hey! Careful. That's a universal donor.

Boss, we're not going to Gas Town?

Bullet Farm?

We're heading east.

I'll pass it down the line.

New orders!

Thunder up! Thunder up!

This is not a supply run!

Go. Go.

- Ace, what's going on? - Go. We're heading east.

- Why? - I don't know. That's the order.

Moo.

- Hey, Pa. - Hmm?

You know about this?

Your produce ain't going to Gas Town.

She's gone off-road...

...into hostile territory.

Why would she do that?

Let me see.

Rictus.

- I wanna see. - Rictus.

Go see what's agitating Dad.

Splendid!

Angharad!

Where are they?

They are not your property.

Miss Giddy?

You cannot own a human being.

Sooner or later someone pushes back!

Where is she taking them?

She didn't take them. They begged her to go!

Where is she taking them?

A long way from you.

Hey. Hey, what's happening?

Slit!

What's going on? Slit!

Treason. Betrayal. An Imperator gone rogue.

An Imperator.

Who?

Furiosa! She took a lot of stuff from Immortan Joe.

What stuff?

Breeders! His prize breeders!

He wants them back! Not a hand laid on them.

By my deeds I honor him.

V8.

V8! V8! V8!

That's my wheel.

I'm driving.

You're my lancer.

I just promoted myself.

Not today. Today is my day.

Look at you.

If you can't stand up, you can't do war.

He's right, son.

I'm not staying here dying soft.

You're already a corpse.

- I just need a top-up. More juice. - No time!

We take my Blood Bag.

We take my Blood Bag and strap him to the lancer's perch.

It's got a muzzle on it. It's feral.

That's right.

High-octane crazy blood filling me up.

If I'm gonna die...

...I'm gonna die historic on the Fury Road.

Yeah. Yeah.

- Organic, hitch up his Blood Bag. - Eh?

Right-o.

How much more can they take from me?

They've got my blood. Now it's my car!

Immortan!

Immortan Joe!

He looked at me!

- He looked right at me! - He looked at your Blood Bag!

He turned his head. He looked me in the eye.

He was scanning the horizon.

No.

I am awaited.

I am awaited in Valhalla!

Confucamus!

Immortan!

Yeah!

Hey! Heads up!

Heads up!

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?

It's a detour.

Eyes right!

Buzzards!

- Buzzards right! Eyes on! Eyes on! - Buzzards right!

- Eyes on! - Eyes on!

Should we turn it around and run them into our backup?

No! We're good!

We fang it!

Thunder up! Here we go!

Prepare the gunners!

Morsov!

Come on, attack!

War!