Location: EXT. INTERSECTION AT NAZI BRIDGE - DAY
MARCH LEADER: White men, white women the swastika is calling you.
THE CROWD: Get out of here.
LEADER: The sacred and ancient symbol of your race, since the beginning of time.
THE CROWD: We don't want you here!
LEADER: The Jew is using the black as muscle against you. and you are left there helpless.
THE CROWD: Fuck you! Why don"t you go back to where you belong Nazi!
LEADER: What are you going to do about it whitey? Just sit there? Of corse not.
You son of a bitches! You are going to join with us, The members of the American Socialist White People's Party! An organization of decent, law-abiding, white folk, Just like you.
THE CROWD: The crowd is booing. Man why don"t you go back to where you came from! Blow it out your ass, bastard!
LEADER: I pledge allegiance to Adolph Hitler, the immortal leader of our race. And to the order for which he stands, one great cause, Sacred and invincible.
Location: EXT. INTERSECTION AT NAZI BRIDGE - DAY -
THE BLUESMOBILE is stuck in a line of cars halted by police officers in front of a high bridge. An angry crowd of demonstrators can be seen in the distance, people yelling and making threatening gestures with fists. Jake calls one of the officers over to the car.
JAKE: What's going on?
OFFICER: Aw, those bums won their court case and they're marching today,
JAKE: What bums?
OFFICER: The U.S. Nazi Party.
ELWOOD: (knowingly) Illinois Nazis.
JAKE: I hate Illinois Nazis.
Location: EXT. BLUESMOBILE
Goosestepping across the intersection ahead is a full contingent of flag-bearing Brown Shirts in jackboots and armbands. The marching on the very high bridge.
Location: EXT. INTERSECTION - WIDE - THE POLICE OFFICER
turns to watch the march. Elwood puts his foot firmly on the gas pedal.The Bluesmobile roars on towards the marching Nazis.Camera: CUT TO MARCH LEADER: We'll show those nigger-loving Jews and their simpering Catholic friends what the American Nazi Party stands for. We will hold our ground! Nothing will move us!
The Bluesmobile is now right upon them and all of the Nazis run for their lives, leaping over the side of the high bridge, landing in the muck below.
Camera: CUT TO
Location: BOTTOM OF BRIDGE
The Nazis are all splashing around in disarray. The Leader stands furiously.
The Brown Shirt, looking much worse for the wear, splashes over to him
BROWN SHIRT: Yes, sir!
Get that car's license plate number. We're gonna kill that son-of-a-bitch.
Camera: CUT TO
Location: EXTREME CLOSEUP
of the Bluesmobile's rear license plate. "Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom" comes in hard. The plate pulls away from us as the Bluesmobile zooms down the highway.