Tag, I'm Hit script

2025 fighter jet script

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1. TAG, I'M HIT! Action Chris Burns INT. - GARAGE - DARK
2. INT. - GARAGE - DARK Cold open on a young boy, RUSTY, putting on a pair of roller skates and knee pads. He ducks underneath the partly-open garage door. EXT. - STREET - DAY Rusty skates towards a group of other kids: SCOTTY, BOBBY, TIMMY, and CHARLIE. RUSTY Wait for me, guys! Don't start playing tag without me! SCOTTY Okay, but you have to be it! RUSTY What? Awww, no fair! BOBBY 'course it's fair; you got here last! RUSTY Alright, but you're gonna regret it! BOOM! A fighter jet soars across the sky over the boys' heads. More fighter jets follow behind. EXT. - SKY - DAY POV shift to the squadron of fighter jets soaring through the sky. The pilots share the same names as the kids, but with deeper voices, vocal fry, and radio distortion whenever they're offscreen. SCOTTY Anyone have eyes on the bogey? CHARLIE Negative. BOBBY Negative. TIMMY Negative- wait, I see him! Five o'clo- It's too late. Two missiles impact Timmy's fighter with a loud BOOM! BOBBY 1. 2. 3.
3. BOBBY TIMMY! Bobby panics and breaks formation. BOBBY (panicked) We gotta split up! Every man for himself! SCOTTY Bobby, no! He's still in your blind spot! The ENEMY PILOT lines Bobby up in his crosshairs and pulls the trigger. BOOM! Bobby's fighter explodes. SCOTTY BOBBY! CHARLIE Scotty, let's head inside that canyon. It'll give us better cover. SCOTTY Copy that, Charlie. You sure you can handle those corners? CHARLIE Heh. Can you? EXT. - CANYON - DAY Charlie and Scotty fly into the canyon. They pull off expert manuvers make it through all the canyon's tight corners without crashing. The canyon begins to even out into a straight line. Scotty turns his head to look for the enemy. SCOTTY No sign of him above us. CHARLIE You think maybe he crashed into one of those cliffs? SCOTTY No, we would've heard it by now. This guy must be good. BOOM! SCOTTY ...Charlie? Scotty turns to Charlie but instead sees the ENEMY AIRCRAFT. SCOTTY 4. 2.
4. SCOTTY CHARLIE! The enemy aircraft slows down, attempting to move into a position where it can target Scotty. SCOTTY Okay. Here we go. Scotty pulls back on his flight stick. His fighter climbs out of the canyon and soars into the sky. The enemy fighter follows him. EXT - SKY - DAY The enemy fires all of his homing missiles, but Bobby manages to narrowly dodge and use his flares to divert them. The enemy tries to line up Scotty's fighter in his crosshairs but he can't yet get a clean shot. Flares of sunlight slide across Scotty's fighter as a volley of machine gun bullets whiz past, narrowly missing Scotty. Scotty grits his teeth. SCOTTY ...Come on... Come on... Scotty climbs his fighter as far as he can, but a flare of sunlight flashes across the sky and blinds his eyes. The brief moment of hesitation allows the enemy enough time to finally line Scotty's fighter up in his crosshairs. The enemy pulls the trigger. CUT to a hand touching someone's back. EXT. - STREET - DAY RUSTY Tag! Aaaaand I win! SCOTTY Aw, man! Who decided you should be it? BOBBY YOU did! SCOTTY Yeah well, you agreed with me! The tense dogfight in the skies was all just in the imagination of a group of children playing a game of tag. TIMMY Sore loser! Sore loser! SCOTTY 5. 6. 3.
5. SCOTTY Aw shut up Timmy, you're the first one who got tagged out! TIMMY Yeah, and you don't see me complaining! The kids' voices begin to fade out. Zoom out while the kids debate each other over their game. ALL [INDISTINCT BICKERING] Fade out. 4.