EXT. CAMP FORREST – TULLAHOMA, TENNESSEE – DAY – EARLY 1944
Grainy black-and-white STOCK FOOTAGE flickers across the
screen:
— Rows of barracks stretching across red clay fields
— TROOPS marching in tight formation under a harsh southern
sun
— Drill sergeants barking orders
— Jeeps kicking up dust trails
— Planes screaming overhead, casting fleeting shadows on the
earth below
The camp hums with wartime energy — not glamorous, but
gritty, relentless.
ON-SCREEN TEXT:
Camp Forrest, Tennessee – Early 1944
One of the largest training bases in America. 70,000 troops.
Endless drills. But beneath the surface... a secret unit
trained for a very different war.
ON-SCREEN TEXT
(CONTINUED):
The 23rd Headquarters Special Troops.
A deception unit.
Artists. Sound engineers. Radio men. Illusionists.
Their mission: Fool Hitler’s army... with nothing but props
and imagination.
The sound fades — replaced by the RHYTHMIC TAPPING of a
pencil on a sketchpad.
FADE TO:
INT. BARRACKS – CAMP FORREST – DAY
A cramped barracks. Bunk beds. Rolled-up blueprints. Half-
painted canvas stretched against the wall.
JAMIE ELLSWORTH (28), war-weary eyes beneath a mop of dark
hair, sits cross-legged on his bunk, sketching a jeep from
memory. His strokes are quick but intentional. He glances at
a battered photo of CLAIRE — tucked inside a ration tin.
JAMIE
(softly)
You wouldn’t believe this
place, Claire.
He closes the sketchpad
and slides it under his
mattress.
A sudden knock on the door.
SGT. BARROWS (O.S.
Ellsworth! Grab your gear
— command wants all of us
outside. Now.
Jamie throws on his cap,
tucks his photo away, and
follows.
Genres:
["War","Historical","Drama"]
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2 -
The Ghost Warriors' Mission
EXT. CAMP FORREST – MOTOR POOL AREA – MOMENTS LATER
A loose circle of about 15 MEN gathers around LT. COLONEL
HASTINGS (50s), clipped mustache, icy composure. He carries a
file marked **TOP SECRET**.
HASTINGS
Gentlemen — congratulations. You're
officially assigned
to the 23rd Headquarters Special
Troops. If that name means nothing
to you, good. It’s meant to stay
that way.
PRIVATE MURRAY
Is this the unit with the
inflatable tanks?
HASTINGS
Among other illusions.
Murmurs ripple through the group. Someone chuckles.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
This isn’t a joke. You’ll be front
line adjacent.
But you won’t fire a shot. Your
weapons are plywood, canvas, paint,
sound recordings, and bullshit.
A pause.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
You’ll operate under orders from
SHAEF —
Supreme Headquarters Allied
Expeditionary Force.
Your role will include supporting a
special deception operation to be
executed before the Allied invasion
of France. General Eisenhower’s
planning it now.
He opens the folder and pulls out a map.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
This... is Operation Bodyguard.
He pins a second map to a board — Britain and Europe.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
There are whispers of a major
campaign in Europe.
Our job? Make Hitler think we’re
hitting Calais, not Normandy.
General Patton — the Germans' most
feared commander — will be
positioned as bait.
Gasps. Confusion.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
You heard me right. He’s going to
lead a fake army.
You’re going to help build it.
Shock. Jamie looks to Barrows.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
But first — we test your illusions
in a field trial.
Right here. Tomorrow.
JAMIE
What happens if we fail, sir?
HASTINGS
Then the real troops walk into an
ambush, son.
Beat. Jamie nods.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
You’re Ghost Warriors now. Act like
it.
He turns and walks away.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
Ratings
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3 -
Inflating Tensions
EXT. TEST FIELD – CAMP FORREST – THE NEXT DAY
A large open lot just beyond the tree line. Half-inflated
RUBBER TANKS lie flopped on the ground like deflated parade
balloons.
The team — Jamie, Barrows, Murray, and others — scurry about
with air pumps, ropes, paintbrushes, and canvas.
MURRAY
I feel like I’m in a Macy’s
Thanksgiving Day parade gone wrong.
JAMIE
Just don’t let one blow away and
kill a cow.
BARROWS
Enough jokes — hustle it up! HQ’s
expecting a full armored division
by sundown!
Jamie unrolls a stencil marked “1ST ARMORED” and begins
painting it onto the side of a rubber tank. Another soldier
paints tire tracks on the road behind it.
Nearby, techs wire up LOUDSPEAKERS in the bushes.
TECH SERGEANT
Got those Sherman tank sounds
queued?
RADIO OPERATOR
Looping now. Volume check?
SPEAKERS ROAR — the mechanical growl of tank engines fills
the clearing.
Jamie stands back, wipes his brow, and surveys the scene — a
full phantom tank unit in place.
JAMIE
From 300 yards out... it looks
real.
BARROWS
It better. If not, the Krauts won’t
be the ones fooled — we will.
HASTINGS (O.S.)
Not bad for a dress rehearsal.
They turn to see Hastings approaching with a British officer
in tow: CLAIRE WINTERS (30s), sharp-eyed, composed, in MI6
uniform.
Jamie freezes.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
Gentlemen, meet your liaison from
London. Miss Winters is here to
observe and report to SHAEF on your
progress.
JAMIE
Claire...?
She hesitates, then nods.
CLAIRE
Hello, Jamie. Small world, isn’t
it?
Off Jamie’s stunned face...
FADE OUT.
FADE TO:
Genres:
["War","Historical","Drama"]
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4 -
The Delusion of Command
INT. BERGHOF – HITLER'S EAGLE'S NEST – NIGHT
A cavernous room lit by chandeliers. Wood-paneled walls.
Massive windows overlook the Alps. A long oak table dominates
the center.
Around it: FIELD MARSHALS, ADVISORS, and HIGH-RANKING NAZI
OFFICERS. At the head of the table — ADOLF HITLER (50s),
gaunt, erratic, hands trembling slightly as he reviews
intelligence reports.
HITLER
(snaps)
This is madness. The
Americans will not land
at Normandy.
GENERAL JODL
But our scouts in Brittany—
HITLER
(slams hand)
Normandy is a feint!
Don’t you see? Patton is
the key. Wherever Patton
is, the real invasion
will come. He is the tip
of their spear.
FIELD MARSHAL RUNDSTEDT
FUSAG still sits in southeast
England. He commands it personally.
HITLER
Exactly! That’s their hammer.
Calais is the anvil.
ROMMEL (O.S.)
(dry)
Then perhaps we should
defend both.
Hitler eyes him with suspicion. Jodl exchanges glances with
Keitel.
HITLER
Double the Panzer divisions near
Calais. I want our reserves held
there. We crush them the moment
they land.
Murmurs. A few hesitant nods. No one contradicts him.
HITLER (CONT’D)
If Patton strikes Calais, history
will remember this day. And I will
not be caught napping.
He stands abruptly and storms out. Officers remain seated in
tense silence.
SMASH CUT TO:
Genres:
["War","Historical","Drama"]
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5 -
Deception in the Dark
EXT. FRENCH COUNTRYSIDE – NIGHT
Rolling hills under a low, clouded moon. The muddy backroads
of Normandy. Trees line the horizon like dark sentries.
A CONVOY creeps forward in the dark — half-tracks, deuce-and-
a-half trucks, covered trailers.
INT. LEAD TRUCK – MOVING – SAME
Jamie rides up front with Barrows and Murray, all in mud-
caked fatigues. They peer out through rain-specked glass.
BARROWS
France. Smells like manure and
burnt coffee.
MURRAY
That’s probably you, Sarge.
JAMIE
Cut the chatter. Eyes open.
EXT. CONVOY – CONTINUOUS
One trailer tarp peels back just enough to reveal an
INFLATABLE TANK folded like laundry.
INT. REAR TRUCK – SAME
Claire rides with two radio techs and a crate marked FAKE
AMMO – DO NOT FIRE. She stares out the flap as rain taps
steadily.
CLAIRE
(softly, to herself)
Let’s hope Jerry’s
listening.
EXT. TREE-LINED CLEARING – NIGHT
The convoy rolls into a clearing. Trucks shut off. Men jump
down and begin unloading.
Jamie steps out, mud up to his ankles. He surveys the
terrain.
JAMIE
Gentlemen — time to make a ghost
army look real.
They get to work. Tents rise. Fake artillery wheels into
place. Loudspeakers buried in brush. Radio techs pull cables.
A SHADOWY FIGURE watches from a distant tree line —
binoculars glinting.
CUT TO BLACK.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
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6 -
The Deceptive Dawn
EXT. TREE-LINED CLEARING – LATER THAT NIGHT
The site is alive with hushed motion — camo nets going up,
dummy howitzers wheeled into place. From a distance, it looks
like a genuine artillery battalion.
Jamie kneels beside a loudspeaker hidden in foliage.
JAMIE
(re: cable placement)
We need reverb from that ridge. If
it sounds too clean, they’ll know
it’s canned.
TECH SERGEANT
Copy that. Rerouting line C.
INT. RADIO TENT – SAME
Claire stands beside two operators. One adjusts a dial,
bouncing fake transmissions back and forth.
RADIO OPERATOR
Testing signal bounce to Dover...
squawking now on Kraut frequencies.
Static. Then:
RECORDED VOICE (O.S.)
General Patton’s directive stands. Assault posture confirmed
for Calais sector...
Claire nods, satisfied.
CLAIRE
Push it to repeat. Let the rats
chew on it all night.
EXT. NEARBY HEDGEROW – NIGHT
That same SHADOWY FIGURE slips through thick hedgerow,
crawling low. Wehrmacht uniform. A German SCOUT with a
shortwave radio strapped to his chest.
He freezes. Listens.
Distant HUMMING of engines. CLANKS of fake tank treads.
The scout fumbles with his mic, whispering in rapid German:
GERMAN SCOUT (INTO RADIO)
American armor — grid 4C. Possibly
First Army elements. Forward
artillery. Confirming Patton?
A faint BEEP. Confirmation.
EXT. FAKE CAMP – JUST BEFORE DAWN
Misty light bleeds across the field.
Barrows yawns as Jamie adjusts a net over a rubber tank.
Claire sips coffee, watching distant movement with
binoculars.
CLAIRE
They took the bait. Intel confirms
at least two enemy transmissions
intercepted our traffic.
BARROWS
Hope Hitler’s eating it with a fork
and knife.
JAMIE
This is only round one. The real
war’s still a bluff away.
Claire lowers her binoculars. Her eyes meet his — serious
now.
CLAIRE
And we have to sell every single
lie like it’s gospel.
Jamie nods. The faint sound of distant artillery echoes — but
it’s hard to tell if it’s real... or one of theirs.
FADE OUT.
EXT. TREE-LINED CLEARING – PRE-DAWN
Faint light filters through the mist. The fake artillery line
is now fully “operational.” Men sleep under makeshift tarps.
In the distance — a SNAP of twigs.
The SHADOWY FIGURE creeps closer. A GERMAN SCOUT, late 20s,
camouflaged uniform, moves quietly, radio pack on his back.
He peers through binoculars — sees the silhouettes of “tanks”
— hears faint RADIO CHATTER.
Then— a twig CRACKS under his foot.
JAMIE (O.S.)
Freeze.
The scout spins — flashlight beam hits his eyes. Jamie stands
20 feet away, pistol raised.
JAMIE (CONT’D)
Drop the radio. Now.
The scout bolts — vanishing into the woods.
Jamie curses and fires a warning shot. Barrows rushes over,
rifle drawn.
BARROWS
What was it?
JAMIE
Scout. Got too close.
BARROWS
You think he saw?
Jamie looks back toward the inflatables.
JAMIE
Yeah. I think he saw exactly what
we wanted him to.
JAMIE
Let him. He’ll tell them we’ve got
armor near Caen.
Claire hesitates. Then—
CLAIRE
You never answered my letter.
Jamie stops folding.
JAMIE
It was the middle of North Africa.
Bullets don’t wait for mail.
CLAIRE
Neither did I.
A beat.
JAMIE
You’re here now.
They hold each other’s gaze.
HASTINGS (O.S.)
If your soap opera’s wrapped —
we’ve got a new assignment.
EXT. BRIEFING AREA – MOMENTS LATER
The team gathers around Hastings and Claire. A new map is
unrolled.
HASTINGS
Your next position is just south of
Bayeux. Closer to the real lines.
More eyes. More risk.
CLAIRE
We’ll simulate a field HQ and armor
push — enough to suggest an Allied
pivot north.
HASTINGS
We leave at nightfall. No mistakes.
Ghosts don’t get second chances.
EXT. BURNED-OUT VILLAGE – NIGHT
Claire and Jamie move through a ruined French hamlet. Charred
rubble. Collapsed beams. The moon filters through skeletal
buildings.
Jamie plants a map case inside a broken jeep frame.
Claire scatters fake ration crates and Allied ammo boxes.
CLAIRE
This’ll make them think a recon
patrol got caught in the blast.
JAMIE
The more convincing it is, the
faster it spreads.
They freeze — an ENGINE hums nearby.
They duck behind debris — a German motorcycle rolls past,
headlights sweeping. Then gone.
Jamie exhales.
JAMIE (CONT’D)
That’s enough close calls for
tonight.
They disappear into the shadows.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
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8 -
Sound of Duty
EXT. TEMPORARY ENCAMPMENT – LATER THAT NIGHT
Tents rise between tree lines. Camouflage netting flaps in
the breeze. Fake supply trucks parked neatly — painted wood
and canvas illusions.
Jamie crouches over a phonograph, testing sound effects.
JAMIE
(to himself)
Needs more echo — artillery can’t
sound like tin pans.
Claire joins him, holding a rolled-up parchment.
CLAIRE
Orders from Hastings. They want a
mock command post up by dawn.
JAMIE
You get any sleep?
CLAIRE
I stopped trying around Tunisia.
She forces a tired smile.
JAMIE
You always had that stare... like
you saw through walls.
CLAIRE
Try not to look too impressed. I
save it for Nazis.
They share a brief chuckle — rare levity amid the pressure.
JAMIE
How did you end up in the middle of
this circus, anyway?
CLAIRE
Camouflage lab. OSS, London. They
needed someone who could out-lie a
Nazi — I raised my hand.
JAMIE
So you volunteered for illusions
over bullets.
CLAIRE
I thought I'd be painting trees and
making dummies. Then they told me
Patton needed ghosts.
Jamie grins, impressed despite himself.
HASTINGS (O.S.)
Ellsworth. Parker. Report to the
mobile unit — now.
Jamie and Claire exchange a look. Back to work.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
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9 -
Operation Deception at Dawn
EXT. MOBILE DECEPTION UNIT – DAWN
A massive canvas tent. Inside — radio gear, signal operators,
racks of decoy uniforms.
Hastings points at a new map.
HASTINGS
Krauts are shifting divisions near
Calais. FUSAG's doing its job. Our
part? Amplify it.
He circles a point south of Bayeux.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
We broadcast Patton’s “advance”
toward this rail junction.
BARROWS
What if they call the bluff?
HASTINGS
Then we’ve got a dead general and a
real invasion force walking into
slaughter.
Beat. The team absorbs the weight.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
So don’t screw it up.
FADE TO BLACK.
EXT. FOREST ROAD – NIGHT
A convoy of trucks — real and fake — crawls along a muddy
road. Camouflage netting flaps, disguising bizarre cargo:
inflatable tanks, speaker crates, and stage lights.
INT. BACK OF TRANSPORT TRUCK – SAME
MURRAY struggles to keep a canvas jeep prop from sliding off
its support.
MURRAY
This thing's lighter than my
grandma's dentures and twice as
cranky.
Jamie, seated nearby, tightens a speaker wire.
JAMIE
You complain more than she does?
MURRAY
Nah. She died in '39. Still yells
at me in my dreams, though.
Claire chuckles from across the truck, checking a map under
red light.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
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10 -
The Art of Deception
EXT. EDGE OF VILLAGE FIELD – PRE-DAWN
The trucks arrive at a clearing just outside a shattered rail
yard. Crows scatter. Hastings surveys the foggy expanse.
HASTINGS
Set up the decoys by the tree line.
Keep the sound rigs low — no
repeats of yesterday.
Claire kneels beside a dirt path, planting bent tire tracks
with a plaster mold.
CLAIRE
These’ll suggest tread movement
from the west. Enough to fool
Luftwaffe photos.
Jamie crouches beside her.
JAMIE
You always this convincing?
CLAIRE
Ask the Krauts when they start
shifting artillery.
A FIGURE watches from the shadows — a hunched VILLAGER with a
bicycle. He eyes the fake gear, then turns and pedals away
quickly.
ANGLE ON HASTINGS — watching him go.
HASTINGS
Let him ride. Sometimes the best
lies need an audience.
FADE TO:
EXT. FOREST ROAD – NIGHT
A convoy of trucks — real and fake — crawls along a muddy
road. Camouflage netting flaps, disguising bizarre cargo:
inflatable tanks, speaker crates, and stage lights.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
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11 -
Decoys and Deception
INT. BACK OF TRANSPORT TRUCK – SAME
MURRAY struggles to keep a canvas jeep prop from sliding off
its support.
MURRAY
This thing's lighter than my
grandma's dentures and twice as
cranky.
Jamie, seated nearby, tightens a speaker wire.
JAMIE
You complain more than she does?
MURRAY
Nah. She died in '39. Still yells
at me in my dreams, though.
Claire chuckles from across the truck, checking a map under
red light.
EXT. EDGE OF VILLAGE FIELD – PRE-DAWN
The trucks arrive at a clearing just outside a shattered rail
yard. Crows scatter. Hastings surveys the foggy expanse.
HASTINGS
Set up the decoys by the tree line.
Keep the sound rigs low — no
repeats of yesterday.
Claire kneels beside a dirt path, planting bent tire tracks
with a plaster mold.
CLAIRE
These’ll suggest tread movement
from the west. Enough to fool
Luftwaffe photos.
Jamie crouches beside her.
JAMIE
You always this convincing?
CLAIRE
Ask the Krauts when they start
shifting artillery.
A FIGURE watches from the shadows — a hunched VILLAGER with a
bicycle. He eyes the fake gear, then turns and pedals away
quickly.
ANGLE ON HASTINGS — watching him go.
HASTINGS
Let him ride. Sometimes the best
lies need an audience.
FADE TO:
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
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12 -
Theatrical Deception
EXT. MAKESHIFT GHOST CAMP – BAYEUX OUTSKIRTS – DAY
The fake unit is in full swing. Inflatable tanks shimmer in
the morning haze. Loudspeakers blast pre-recorded engine
noise. Smoke pots add false signs of recent shelling.
Jamie adjusts a jeep prop while Claire coordinates with two
local FRENCH FARMERS, convincing them to move sheep across
the fake tire tracks.
FRENCH FARMER
(in French, subtitled)
Your war is very...
theatrical.
CLAIRE
We aim to please.
INT. SOUND TRUCK – SAME
Murray cues up a reel-to-reel tape. Roaring engines. Radio
chatter. Explosions.
MURRAY
Let’s make it sound like Patton’s
throwing a parade.
He hits PLAY. Outside, speakers begin blaring layered sound
effects.
EXT. WOODED RIDGE – CONTINUOUS
A pair of GERMAN SCOUTS scan the valley below through
binoculars. One points.
GERMAN SCOUT
Armor. At least two columns.
American.
The other nods, jotting down notes.
SECOND GERMAN
Report to Calais command.
They disappear back into the trees.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
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13 -
Echoes of Deception
INT. SHAEF HQ – SOUTHERN ENGLAND – LATE NIGHT
A dim war room. Maps. Radios. Coffee cups. AIDE rushes to a
colonel.
AIDE
Sir, new intercept from German
command. They’ve increased troop
movements near Calais by 18%.
COLONEL
(smirks)
Patton’s ghost army just
bought us another week.
FADE TO:
EXT. BAYEUX – LATER THAT NIGHT
A full moon shines down on the shadowy French countryside.
The ghost camp lies dormant — a canvas illusion of war.
Farther down the road, the real front inches closer.
INT. DECEPTION TENT – SAME
Claire paces with a notepad, scribbling new signal scripts.
Jamie adjusts wires on a speaker rig.
CLAIRE
Hastings wants the next illusion to
sound like a battalion on the move
— full gear, dawn march.
JAMIE
We’ll need horseshoes on wood,
gravel crunch, boots in tempo...
MURRAY (O.S.)
What about bagpipes? Give 'em a
taste of the Scots.
They all pause. Then—
CLAIRE
That's either genius or insane.
I’ll clear it with London.
JAMIE
Do both. Cover your bases.
A moment of calm — then a CRACK of distant gunfire. The camp
freezes. Jamie dashes outside—
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
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14 -
Deception Under Fire
EXT. GHOST CAMP – CONTINUOUS
Jamie and Barrows scan the tree line. Silence. Then— an
EXPLOSION in the distance.
BARROWS
That wasn’t us.
Claire runs out with a field radio.
CLAIRE
Reports of German probing near
Saint-Lô. They’re getting bolder.
Jamie exhales, tense.
JAMIE
We need to wrap this illusion fast
— before the real war catches up.
FADE OUT.
EXT. GHOST CAMP – EARLY MORNING
Low fog curls along the edges of the forest. Jamie stands
over a speaker rig, fine-tuning the reverb. Claire approaches
with a steaming tin mug.
CLAIRE
You didn’t sleep.
JAMIE
Who could sleep through an
orchestra of fake war?
He takes the mug. Their hands brush. Just for a beat.
CLAIRE
You keep running until you burn
out. You know that?
JAMIE
I’ve burned worse.
She studies him, then quietly steps away.
EXT. FRENCH VILLAGE – LATER
A squad of Ghost Army soldiers installs fake signs pointing
to “1st Armored HQ” and “Supply Depot – Restricted.” Jamie
and Barrows watch.
BARROWS
These villagers are starting to
think we’re real.
JAMIE
That’s the idea.
They pass a nervous PRIEST who eyes the setup warily.
PRIEST (IN FRENCH, SUBTITLED)
Lies wear uniforms now?
Jamie offers a grim nod.
INT. MAKESHIFT RADIO TENT – NIGHT
Claire wears headphones, listening to intercepted German
chatter. She removes them and scribbles something fast.
CLAIRE
They think Patton’s going to hit
Calais. Still.
HASTINGS (O.S.)
Then we keep the music playing.
Reveal Hastings at the doorway, arms crossed.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
New orders. We redeploy two miles
south. Simulate an armored division
shifting position.
JAMIE
That’s three moves in four nights.
HASTINGS
And every one buys lives.
He locks eyes with Jamie. No debate.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
Ratings
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15 -
A Fragile Connection
EXT. DARK ROAD – NIGHT
The convoy rumbles through bomb-cratered fields. Murray leans
out the back, holding a spotlight painted to look like
artillery muzzle flash.
MURRAY
Next stop: Hollywood-on-the-Loire.
Jamie smirks. He looks out toward the horizon — thunder in
the distance. But it's just more sound effects.
FADE OUT.
EXT. FARMHOUSE RUINS – DAWN
The convoy halts beside a dilapidated stone farmhouse. Birds
scatter from a nearby tree line. The team sets up quickly.
JAMIE steps out of the jeep, rubbing sleep from his eyes.
BARROWS
(grumbling)
Why is it always a ruin? Can’t we
deceive the Nazis from a vineyard
for once?
CLAIRE
(off-loading gear)
Because vineyards come with wine —
and distractions.
JAMIE
(pointing)
Set the dummy tank there — angle it
like it rolled through the fence.
INT. FARMHOUSE – MOMENTS LATER
Inside the crumbled structure, sunlight shafts through holes
in the roof. A young French woman, early 20s, dirt-smudged
but striking, stands silently holding a basket of laundry.
JAMIE freezes when he sees her. She holds up her hands — not
in fear, but calm defiance.
FRENCH WOMAN
(quietly, in broken
English)
You... Americans?
JAMIE
Yeah. Sort of.
She looks past him — at the rubber tanks, loudspeakers,
painted crates.
FRENCH WOMAN
It’s all... fake?
JAMIE
It’s real enough if Jerry believes
it.
A pause. Then she offers him a piece of bread from her
basket.
FRENCH WOMAN
My name is Anneliese.
Jamie accepts the bread, nods.
JAMIE
Jamie.
They share a moment. Not quite trust... but not suspicion
either.
Genres:
["War","Drama"]
Ratings
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16 -
A Fragile Connection
EXT. FARMHOUSE RUINS – DAWN
The convoy halts beside a dilapidated stone farmhouse. Birds
scatter from a nearby tree line. The team sets up quickly.
Jamie steps out of the jeep, rubbing sleep from his eyes.
BARROWS
Why is it always a ruin? Can’t we
deceive the Nazis from a vineyard
for once?
CLAIRE
Because vineyards come with wine —
and distractions.
JAMIE
Set the dummy tank there — angle it
like it rolled through the fence.
INT. FARMHOUSE – MOMENTS LATER
Inside the crumbled structure, sunlight shafts through holes
in the roof. A young FRENCH WOMAN, early 20s, dirt-smudged
but striking, stands silently holding a basket of laundry.
Jamie freezes when he sees her. She holds up her hands — not
in fear, but calm defiance.
FRENCH WOMAN
(quietly, in broken
English)
You... Americans?
JAMIE
Yeah. Sort of.
She looks past him — at the rubber tanks, loudspeakers,
painted crates.
FRENCH WOMAN
It’s all... fake?
JAMIE
It’s real enough if Jerry believes
it.
A pause. Then she offers him a piece of bread from her
basket.
FRENCH WOMAN
My name is Anneliese.
Jamie accepts the bread, nods.
JAMIE
Jamie.
They share a moment. Not quite trust... but not suspicion
either.
FADE OUT.
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Haunted Memories
INT. FARMHOUSE – NIGHT
Rain lashes the windows. A fire crackles low in the hearth.
Jamie sits across from Anneliese at a rough table. He’s
bandaged from a recent near miss.
Anneliese watches the flames — distant, haunted.
JAMIE
You okay?
She doesn’t answer right away. Then—
ANNELIESE
They came through here. Two towns
over. SS.
Jamie sets down his mug, listening.
ANNELIESE (CONT’D)
They said someone helped resistance
fighters. So they took everyone.
Locked them in the church.
A beat.
JAMIE
What happened?
ANNELIESE
They burned it.
Jamie stares, stunned.
ANNELIESE (CONT’D)
My cousin. Her little boy. All
gone.
(MORE)
ANNELIESE (CONT’D)
The air smelled of smoke for days.
You couldn’t cry without tasting
ash.
Silence.
ANNELIESE (CONT’D)
So make your war with shadows.
Trick the devil if you can. Just
don’t let them come back.
Jamie reaches out, his hand resting over hers.
FADE OUT.
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Echoes of War
EXT. HILLSIDE OVERLOOKING FRENCH VALLEY – DAY
Jamie scans the valley through binoculars. In the distance:
German units roll past a crossroads. He lowers the glasses,
thoughtful.
CLAIRE (O.S.)
What do you see?
JAMIE
Enough armor to flatten Paris
twice.
Claire joins him, setting up a reel-to-reel recorder.
CLAIRE
Let’s give them something louder to
chase.
She presses PLAY — thunderous tank rumbling, shouted
commands, the illusion of an approaching battalion.
EXT. WOODS NEAR GERMAN OUTPOST – LATER
A lone German SCOUT crouches, listening to distant sounds:
tanks rolling, metal creaking. He scribbles a note in his pad
— "ENEMY ARMOR EAST OF VILLERS."
Then he sprints off.
INT. FARMHOUSE – NIGHT
The fire is low. Jamie enters, soaked from rain. Anneliese is
there, folding linen, expression guarded.
ANNELIESE
I saw your trucks move again. Every
night, different place.
JAMIE
That’s the point.
She eyes him.
ANNELIESE
You’re not like the others.
JAMIE
I draw better.
A pause.
ANNELIESE
Or maybe you just carry the ghosts
quieter.
She exits. Jamie watches her go — shaken, intrigued.
FADE TO BLACK.
EXT. FRENCH FARM – MORNING
A quiet field near a remote road. A lone FARMER stands by a
fence, chewing on a stem of hay. He squints.
Across the field, FOUR GHOST WARRIORS — including Murray and
Barrows — are lifting a full-sized SHERMAN TANK with casual
effort.
The farmer blinks. Rubs his eyes.
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Ghostly Strength and Strategic Deception
EXT. FRENCH FARM – MORNING
A quiet field near a remote road. A lone FRENCH FARMER stands
near a chicken coop, sipping from a dusty bottle of wine. He
watches with bleary disbelief.
Across the field, FOUR GHOST WARRIORS — including Murray and
Barrows — hoist a full-sized SHERMAN TANK effortlessly, as if
it weighs nothing.
The farmer spits out his wine, eyes bulging.
FRENCH FARMER (IN FRENCH, SUBTITLED)
Sacré bleu... I’m drunk — the
Americans are the strongest people
I’ve ever seen!
Barrows catches the farmer watching. He offers a casual wave
and winks, still holding one end of the inflatable tank.
MURRAY
Smile, boys. We’re building a
legend.
They position the tank, dust off their hands, and stroll away
like stagehands after a matinee.
The farmer crosses himself, muttering in disbelief.
FRENCH FARMER (IN FRENCH, SUBTITLED)
If I tell the goats, they’ll never
believe me.
FADE OUT.
EXT. FRENCH COUNTRYSIDE – DUSK
A line of utility poles stretches into the mist. Silhouetted
figures — Jamie, Claire, Murray, and Barrows — hike quietly
along a path, weighted down with gear.
MURRAY
My feet are mutinying. I’m telling
you — I think they’ve declared
independence.
BARROWS
Maybe they’ll form a democracy.
Elect a new you.
Claire chuckles. Jamie stops — raises a hand.
JAMIE
Hear that?
They all freeze. A faint sound — distant ENGINES. Then
silence.
CLAIRE
Convoy on the northern ridge.
Jamie nods. They quicken their pace.
EXT. MAKESHIFT CAMP – NIGHT
Canvas tents. Camouflaged netting. The unit sets up fake
tanks under cover of darkness. Loudspeakers are planted near
bushes. Painted barrels are positioned as fuel drums.
HASTINGS (O.S.)
Work fast. And remember — confusion
saves lives.
INT. RADIO TENT – NIGHT
Claire tunes into more intercepted chatter. Jamie enters,
removing his cap.
JAMIE
Anything?
CLAIRE
They think Patton’s massing for an
assault — near Calais, just like we
wanted.
Jamie leans in, looking at the map.
JAMIE
Then we push the illusion harder.
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Illusions of War
EXT. EDGE OF FRENCH TOWN – NEXT DAY
A dusty road cuts through the countryside. The team installs
direction signs: “Field HQ — Patton’s 3rd Army” and
“Restricted Entry – Armor Depot.”
A curious CHILD on a bicycle watches from afar. His
GRANDFATHER joins him.
GRANDPA (IN FRENCH, SUBTITLED)
They build with canvas. And chase
shadows.
CHILD
Are they real soldiers?
GRANDPA
The bullets don’t care.
Jamie watches the interaction from a distance. Barrows joins
him.
BARROWS
You ever think what happens if this
backfires?
JAMIE
Then we buy time with our bones.
EXT. HILLTOP LOOKOUT – NIGHT
Jamie sits alone, sketching the outline of Anneliese’s face
in his notebook by firelight. Claire appears behind him,
silent.
CLAIRE
She’s beautiful.
Jamie closes the book.
JAMIE
Just trying to remember something
real.
CLAIRE
It’s not the only real thing out
here, Jamie.
They lock eyes — not confrontational, just honest. Then a
distant explosion rumbles.
CLAIRE (CONT’D)
Time to earn the illusion.
FADE TO BLACK.
EXT. FRENCH FARMHOUSE – MORNING – JUNE 1944
The fog lifts over a makeshift camp. Inflatable tanks glisten
with dew. Loudspeakers lie under tarps. Jamie and Barrows
examine a crude map drawn on oilcloth, marking “Calais” in
bold ink.
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If we push this line further east,
they'll think we’ve got artillery
ready to breach the coast.
JAMIE
If they believe it.
BARROWS
They believed we landed in Sicily
with cardboard planes.
Jamie grins faintly, eyes scanning the countryside.
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Let’s make it look like Patton
himself pissed on this map.
They head off.
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Strategic Deception
INT. FARMHOUSE – KITCHEN – MOMENTS LATER
Claire sips bitter coffee, sorting intercepted German
chatter. Anneliese quietly sets out a chipped mug for Jamie.
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CLAIRE
You don’t have to serve us.
ANNELIESE
I don’t mind.
(a beat)
I like when the house has voices
again.
Jamie enters, nods to Anneliese. A brief smile passes between
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JAMIE
Any new chatter?
CLAIRE
They're watching Patton. They're
convinced he's near Calais.
JAMIE
Then we feed the fire.
EXT. FRENCH FIELD – DAY
Four soldiers — Murray, Barrows, and two others — carry an
inflated Sherman tank through a muddy orchard. A weathered
FRENCH FARMER watches from his stoop, a glass of red wine in
hand.
He squints as the men grunt and stumble, struggling under the
obviously hollow tank.
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FARMER (IN FRENCH, SUBTITLED)
Those Americans… the strongest men
I’ve ever seen.
He takes a long sip.
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FARMER (CONT’D)
Or the craziest.
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Deception in the Fog
INT. GERMAN HQ – NORTHERN FRANCE – NIGHT
A dark, angular room filled with maps and cigarette smoke. A
Nazi MAJOR circles a fake recon photo of Patton’s “forces”
assembling across the Channel.
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NAZI MAJOR
Patton. Always Patton. The
Americans are not clever enough to
risk him on a diversion.
LIEUTENANT
Field Marshal Rundstedt disagrees.
NAZI MAJOR
Then Rundstedt is a fool. And if we
wait too long... we’ll all drown in
the Channel.
He pins a red flag on Calais.
EXT. FRENCH FARMHOUSE – MORNING – JUNE 1944
The fog lifts over a makeshift camp. Inflatable tanks glisten
with dew. Loudspeakers lie under tarps. Jamie and Barrows
examine a crude map drawn on oilcloth, marking “Calais” in
bold ink.
BARROWS
If we push this line further east,
they'll think we’ve got artillery
ready to breach the coast.
JAMIE
If they believe it.
BARROWS
They believed we landed in Sicily
with cardboard planes.
Jamie grins faintly, eyes scanning the countryside.
JAMIE
Let’s make it look like Patton
himself pissed on this map.
They head off.
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Strategic Miscalculations
INT. FARMHOUSE – KITCHEN – MOMENTS LATER
Claire sips bitter coffee, sorting intercepted German
chatter. Anneliese quietly sets out a chipped mug for Jamie.
CLAIRE
You don’t have to serve us.
ANNELIESE
I don’t mind.
(a beat)
I like when the house has voices
again.
Jamie enters, nods to Anneliese. A brief smile passes between
them.
JAMIE
Any new chatter?
CLAIRE
They're watching Patton. They're
convinced he's near Calais.
JAMIE
Then we feed the fire.
EXT. FRENCH FIELD – DAY
Four soldiers — Murray, Barrows, and two others — carry an
inflated Sherman tank through a muddy orchard. A weathered
FRENCH FARMER watches from his stoop, a glass of red wine in
hand.
He squints as the men grunt and stumble, struggling under the
obviously hollow tank.
FARMER (IN FRENCH, SUBTITLED)
Those Americans… the strongest men
I’ve ever seen.
He takes a long sip.
FARMER (CONT’D)
Or the craziest.
EXT. GERMAN HQ – NORTHERN FRANCE – NIGHT
A dark, angular room filled with maps and cigarette smoke. A
Nazi MAJOR circles a fake recon photo of Patton’s “forces”
assembling across the Channel.
NAZI MAJOR
Patton. Always Patton. The
Americans are not clever enough to
risk him on a diversion.
LIEUTENANT
Field Marshal Rundstedt disagrees.
NAZI MAJOR
Then Rundstedt is a fool. And if we
wait too long... we’ll all drown in
the Channel.
He pins a red flag on Calais.
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Moonlit Confessions
EXT. CAMP OUTSKIRTS – NIGHT
Jamie and Anneliese walk side-by-side under the moonlight.
Fireflies flicker like tracer rounds in slow motion.
ANNELIESE
The Nazis came through my town last
year. The church bells were
ringing. People went inside to
pray. They locked the doors. Burned
it.
Jamie stops. Quiet fury in his jaw.
ANNELIESE (CONT’D)
I had gone to fetch water. I heard
the screams before the smoke.
She’s trembling. Jamie removes his jacket, places it over her
shoulders.
JAMIE
They’ll answer for it.
A moment. Their eyes lock. She leans in — not for seduction,
but for warmth. They hold each other.
INT. RADIO TENT – SAME NIGHT
Claire listens to the distant echo of an intercepted German
transmission. She hears a keyword: “Phantom Division.”
CLAIRE
They’re starting to question it.
She looks out the tent flap — and sees Jamie and Anneliese in
silhouette, still in each other’s arms.
Her face hardens.
FADE OUT.
EXT. GHOST CAMP – TREE LINE – NIGHT
A sliver of moonlight filters through dense foliage. Jamie
and Barrows crouch low, watching a narrow trail beyond the
decoy tank perimeter.
They hear something — TWIGS SNAP.
Jamie raises binoculars. A SHAPE flits between trees.
BARROWS
(low)
That’s not a deer.
JAMIE
No. That’s boots.
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Deception in the Dark
EXT. DEEPER IN THE WOODS – CONTINUOUS
A GERMAN SCOUT (20s), wiry, silent, presses forward. Night-
vision goggles glint under his helmet. He whispers into a
compact radio.
GERMAN SCOUT (IN GERMAN)
Position confirmed. Tank column,
south of Vierville. Estimated
strength — one battalion.
He clicks the radio off. Slowly raises his head — and
freezes.
Jamie stands ten feet away, sidearm trained, eyes hard.
JAMIE
Drop it.
The scout bolts. Jamie lunges, tackles him. A STRUGGLE in the
underbrush.
Barrows rushes up, rifle ready.
BARROWS
You want him dead or breathin’?
Jamie pins the scout’s arm, disarms him.
JAMIE
Let’s see if the bastard’s
listening.
INT. FIELD HOLDING TENT – MOMENTS LATER
The German scout sits, tied to a chair. Bleeding lip. Jamie
paces in front of him. Claire observes from the doorway.
CLAIRE
If we detain him, they’ll come
looking.
JAMIE
And if we release him, he reports
the tanks he “saw.” That’s the
point, right?
CLAIRE
Not if he hears the fake recordings
up close. He’ll smell the paint.
Jamie studies the scout — calm, calculating.
JAMIE
Then we blindfold him. Drive him in
circles. Let him hear what we want
him to hear.
CLAIRE
That’s a dangerous bluff.
JAMIE
So is this whole war.
Beat. Barrows enters.
BARROWS
We’ve got movement near the ridge —
half-track or recon cycle.
Jamie looks to Claire.
JAMIE
If they come for him, we fade into
shadows.
She nods.
EXT. RIDGE OVERLOOK – LATER THAT NIGHT
Claire and Anneliese observe from above — the ghost camp
aglow below with carefully positioned lights.
ANNELIESE
(softly)
When I was a girl... my uncle was
taken. SS said he was a saboteur.
He only ran a print shop.
CLAIRE
What happened?
ANNELIESE
They burned the shop. Then the
church. With everyone inside.
Claire glances at her — shaken.
ANNELIESE (CONT’D)
If I can help you lie to the
monsters... I will.
They watch in silence as FAKE TANKS glint under camouflage.
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The Illusion of Ghosts
EXT. ROAD NEAR CAMP – DAWN
The scout, hooded, is escorted to a dirt road. Jamie removes
the blindfold. The man squints — disoriented.
JAMIE
Tell your command: Patton’s ghost
army is real.
He nods once, trembling — then stumbles away down the road.
Barrows exhales.
BARROWS
Let’s hope they bite.
Jamie watches the scout disappear into mist.
JAMIE
They will. Everyone wants to
believe in ghosts — until they meet
one.
FADE TO BLACK.
EXT. FRENCH PLAINS – DUSK
Wide shot: The Ghost Army mobilizes. Flatbed trucks unload
decoy tanks. Sound technicians run wires to hidden speakers.
Artists paint division insignias onto tarps with mechanical
precision.
HASTINGS
Remember — the eye lies first. But
if the ear believes it, the heart
follows.
Jamie supervises a dummy artillery piece being set atop a
bluff.
JAMIE
If they get too close, we’re
finished.
BARROWS
Then we better make it look like
hell’s warming up.
EXT. TREE LINE – LATER
Murray adjusts rigged lighting, syncing it with speaker
arrays.
MURRAY
We’re turning this place into
Hollywood.
He flips a switch — distant artillery booms echo from hidden
speakers.
INT. RADIO TENT – SAME TIME
Claire orchestrates a false command exchange — fake
transmissions sent out to mimic a full-scale invasion force.
She nods to a private.
CLAIRE
Start transmitting the ghost
traffic. Full Patton code.
PRIVATE flips a switch.
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Tensions in the Night
EXT. SKY OVERHEAD – NIGHT
A LOW DRONE builds — German reconnaissance aircraft.
Jamie shouts to the crew.
JAMIE
Air recon! Everyone freeze! Hide
the seams!
Soldiers dive for cover, flipping camouflage nets.
Loudspeakers blare tank movement. Searchlights mimic vehicle
movement in fog.
The German plane banks low.
INT. COCKPIT – GERMAN PLANE – CONTINUOUS
The PILOT scans through binoculars — dummy tanks, dust
clouds, troop movement. He radios in German.
GERMAN PILOT (IN GERMAN)
Confirmed armored division,
possibly Patton’s 3rd.
EXT. CAMP – LATER THAT NIGHT
Jamie leans against a truck, drained. Claire approaches,
tight-lipped.
CLAIRE
You risked everything tonight. If
they’d flown lower—
JAMIE
We don’t win wars with caution. We
win with faith.
CLAIRE
Or delusion.
She steps closer.
CLAIRE (CONT’D)
I’ve seen the way you look at
Anneliese.
JAMIE
Don’t do this.
CLAIRE
I’m not jealous. I’m worried. For
all of us.
Jamie holds her gaze, then nods — silently conceding the
point.
EXT. CAMP – MEDIC TENT – LATE NIGHT
A YOUNG SOLDIER lies bandaged, face pale. Barrows sits beside
him.
BARROWS
Kid tripped setting a charge. Lucky
it wasn’t worse.
JAMIE (O.S.)
No casualties. That’s the mission.
Barrows nods, solemn.
FADE TO BLACK.
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Echoes of Loss
EXT. CAMP – MEDIC TENT – LATE NIGHT
A YOUNG SOLDIER lies bandaged, face pale. Barrows sits beside
him.
BARROWS
Kid tripped setting a charge. Lucky
it wasn’t worse.
JAMIE (O.S.)
No casualties. That’s the mission.
Barrows nods, solemn.
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EXT. VILLAGE OUTSKIRTS – DAY
Anneliese leads Jamie through the ruins of a nearby town —
crumbled stone walls, blackened timber, silence. She stops at
the charred remains of a church.
ANNELIESE
SS patrols came through two months
ago.
JAMIE
What happened here?
ANNELIESE
They locked everyone inside. Said
it was for questioning. Then they
set the building on fire.
Jamie stares at the soot-streaked cross still standing.
JAMIE
Jesus...
Anneliese’s voice hardens.
ANNELIESE
I knew some of them. A little boy
named Luc. He carried a wooden
horse.
Jamie lays a hand on her shoulder.
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Deception in the Shadows
EXT. FOREST PATH – NIGHT
A shadowy FIGURE sneaks through the trees — a German
saboteur, armed and alone.
He approaches a speaker rig — kneels to inspect the wiring.
Suddenly — a CRACK from behind. Jamie emerges with Barrows.
JAMIE
Don't move.
The saboteur bolts. Barrows FIRES — grazing the man’s leg. He
falls. They rush in.
BARROWS
That’s one hell of a scout.
INT. CAMP – MAKESHIFT HOLDING TENT – NIGHT
The saboteur is interrogated. Claire enters mid-scene.
CLAIRE
We just intercepted German chatter
— they know we’re bluffing.
HASTINGS
Not all of it. They think Patton’s
army is too big to be fake.
Jamie watches the prisoner’s stoic expression.
JAMIE
Let him go.
BARROWS
What?
JAMIE
He saw what we wanted him to see.
Let’s make sure he runs back and
tells them.
Hastings nods. Barrows shakes his head but complies.
EXT. CAMP PERIMETER – LATER
The saboteur limps off into the night. An explosion booms
nearby.
CLAIRE (O.S.)
That was one of our speaker rigs.
They run toward smoke — a direct hit from a German artillery
shell.
Murray lies injured. Jamie kneels beside him.
MURRAY
Guess they weren’t buying it after
all...
JAMIE
You hang on. We’re almost through
this.
FADE OUT.
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – NEXT MORNING
Smoke curls from the burned speaker site. Men patch wires and
paint over blast marks.
Jamie oversees the repairs, eyes bloodshot. Barrows
approaches.
BARROWS
That was too close. If the next
shell hits the fuel dump, we’re
ghost toast.
JAMIE
We finish the illusion — or real
soldiers die when the landings
start.
BARROWS
You still believe they’re buying
it?
JAMIE
They haven’t called Patton’s bluff
yet. That means we’re still in the
game.
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The Illusion of War
INT. ALLIED FORWARD COMMAND POST – SAME TIME
An urgent briefing underway. HASTINGS stands before a field
map, pointing to radio intercepts.
HASTINGS
We’ve got scattered confirmation —
Luftwaffe recon shows “divisions”
in the Pas de Calais. They’re still
expecting Patton to lead the main
invasion here.
He taps the map.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
Which means the Normandy landing in
two weeks has a fighting chance.
Gasps in the room. Claire sits in back, clutching her
headset.
EXT. ANOTHER SECTION OF FRENCH COUNTRYSIDE – NIGHT
Jamie leads a small team, including Anneliese and Barrows, to
deploy decoy vehicles under cover of darkness. They inflate a
line of Sherman tanks near a ridge.
ANNELIESE
When I was a child, I played with
balloons. Never thought I’d use
them to fool Nazis.
Jamie chuckles.
JAMIE
Don’t tell the brass — they’d want
to weaponize clowns next.
EXT. DISTANT FARMHOUSE – SAME TIME
An OLD FRENCH FARMER (70s) and his GRANDSON sip wine on the
porch. They spot the Ghost Army inflating tanks — four men
lifting one effortlessly.
The farmer squints, confused.
FRENCH FARMER (IN FRENCH, SUBTITLED)
Either those Americans are giants... or the wine has gotten
much stronger.
The grandson LAUGHS nervously.
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – LATE NIGHT
Claire finds Jamie alone, watching the horizon.
CLAIRE
You haven’t slept.
JAMIE
Neither have they. (gestures toward
Normandy)
They stand silently. Then — distant flashes light the sky.
CLAIRE
Is that...?
JAMIE
The real war. Ours begins when
theirs ends.
FADE OUT.
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – NEXT MORNING
Smoke curls from the burned speaker site. Men patch wires and
paint over blast marks.
BARROWS
That was too close. If the next
shell hits the fuel dump, we’re
ghost toast.
JAMIE
We finish the illusion — or real
soldiers die when the landings
start.
BARROWS
You still believe they’re buying
it?
JAMIE
They haven’t called Patton’s bluff
yet. That means we’re still in the
game.
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Shadows of Deception
INT. ALLIED FORWARD COMMAND POST – SAME TIME
An urgent briefing underway. HASTINGS stands before a field
map, pointing to radio intercepts.
in the Pas de Calais. They’re still expecting Patton to lead
the main invasion here.
He taps the map.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
Which means the Normandy landing
already underway has a fighting
chance.
Gasps in the room. Claire sits in back, clutching her
headset.
EXT. ANOTHER SECTION OF FRENCH COUNTRYSIDE – NIGHT
Jamie leads a small team, including Anneliese and Barrows, to
deploy decoy vehicles under cover of darkness. They inflate a
line of Sherman tanks near a ridge.
ANNELIESE
When I was a child, I played with
balloons. Never thought I’d use
them to fool Nazis.
JAMIE
Don’t tell the brass — they’d want
to weaponize clowns next.
EXT. DISTANT FARMHOUSE – SAME TIME
An OLD FRENCH FARMER (70s) and his GRANDSON sip wine on the
porch. They spot the Ghost Army inflating tanks — four men
lifting one effortlessly.
The farmer squints, confused.
FRENCH FARMER (IN FRENCH, SUBTITLED)
Either those Americans are
giants... or the wine has gotten
much stronger.
GRANDSON (SUBTITLED)
Maybe both.
They LAUGH — then fall silent, watching in disbelief.
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – LATE NIGHT
Claire finds Jamie alone, watching the horizon.
CLAIRE
You haven’t slept.
JAMIE
Neither have they. (gestures toward
Normandy)
They stand silently. Then — distant flashes light the sky.
CLAIRE
Is that...?
JAMIE
The real war. Ours begins when
theirs ends.
FADE OUT.
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Moments of Levity Amidst Chaos
EXT. WOODED PATH NEAR ENCAMPMENT – EARLY MORNING
Jamie walks with BARROWS, scanning a supply list. They hear
laughter — off the trail. Jamie signals for quiet.
Through the trees, they spot two young GHOST TROOPERS with a
pair of LOCAL GIRLS in sundresses, passing a bottle of wine,
giggling.
BARROWS (WHISPERS)
Well... so much for stealth.
Jamie approaches. The startled soldiers scramble upright.
JAMIE
Enjoying the liberation a little
early, are we?
GHOST TROOPER
Sir! We were just—
JAMIE
Save it. Just don’t forget — the
illusion only works if we survive
long enough to pull it off.
The girls nod, subdued. Jamie softens.
JAMIE (CONT’D)
Make it quick. Then back to camp.
Jamie and Barrows continue down the trail.
BARROWS
You ever think we’ll get a normal
life again?
JAMIE
Let’s survive this war first. Then
we’ll argue about normal.
FADE OUT.
EXT. FRENCH VILLAGE ROAD – DAY
A charred CROSSROAD where a real Allied unit was ambushed
last night — smoke still rising from twisted wreckage. Jamie
and Hastings walk among the debris.
HASTINGS
Twenty men dead. Wrong place, wrong
time.
JAMIE
They weren’t supposed to be near
us.
HASTINGS
But the Germans took the bait. They
think Patton’s armor is on the
move.
Jamie’s jaw tightens — the cost of deception.
JAMIE
Doesn’t make it easier.
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – SUPPLY DEPOT – LATER
Anneliese is organizing paint drums when she notices a shadow
move across the canvas.
She ducks. A SHOT RINGS OUT — a warning, not a hit.
BARROWS (O.S.)
Sniper!
Chaos. Troops scatter. Jamie grabs a radio.
JAMIE
Eyes on the ridge! Lock it down!
Barrows and Claire drag Anneliese to cover. Hastings leads a
counter-sweep squad up the hill.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Action"]
Ratings
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33 -
Shadows of Deception
EXT. RIDGELINE – MINUTES LATER
They reach the sniper’s perch — empty. But they find a German
SCOPE wrapped in cloth... and a message carved into a wooden
stake:
**"WE SEE YOUR PHANTOMS."**
The team goes pale.
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – NIGHT
Hastings paces under dim lanterns.
HASTINGS
If the Germans know what we are—
JAMIE
They don’t. That was a test. A
bluff.
CLAIRE
Or a warning.
HASTINGS
Either way, from now on — we move
like we’re behind enemy lines.
He looks at the scope again.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
And we don’t break character. Not
for a second.
EXT. ABANDONED CHURCH – DAWN
Jamie, Anneliese, and Barrows explore a war-torn church in a
nearby village — shell holes in the roof, pews shattered.
Anneliese kneels near the altar, where burned dolls lie among
the rubble.
ANNELIESE
The SS came through here last
spring.
She swallows.
ANNELIESE (CONT’D)
They locked the townspeople
inside... and set it ablaze.
Jamie closes his eyes.
JAMIE
We’re not just faking tanks. We’re
fighting evil with illusion.
BARROWS
Let’s make it a damn convincing
one.
FADE OUT.
EXT. FIELD OUTSIDE FRENCH HAMLET – LATER
An elegant deception underway — ghost tanks half-inflated,
sound rigs buried in the brush. Jamie oversees while Barrows
struggles with a warped plywood tank tread.
BARROWS
One day I wanna meet the guy who
thought this up. Buy him a drink.
Then punch him.
Jamie grins faintly.
Claire approaches with a message.
CLAIRE
Command intercepted a German wire.
They're diverting artillery —
to chase shadows we cast.
JAMIE
Then we keep casting.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
Ratings
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34 -
Echoes of Loss
EXT. FRENCH FARMHOUSE – NIGHT
In a quiet barn nearby, Anneliese sits alone, staring at a
bloodstained handkerchief. Jamie enters, cautious.
JAMIE
You okay?
ANNELIESE
I lost three brothers in the first
year. I never wanted to fight. Just
survive.
JAMIE
You are fighting. We all are.
Beat.
ANNELIESE
You’re good at pretending, Jamie.
JAMIE
It’s all I’ve got.
They sit in silence.
EXT. RIDGE OVERLOOKING CAMP – NIGHT
A silhouette watches through binoculars. The same German
sniper from before — marking targets, observing routines.
He lowers the scope... then vanishes into the dark.
FADE OUT.
EXT. MAKESHIFT RADIO TENT – EARLY MORNING
Claire fine-tunes the signal generator while Burrows reviews
a script next to a sound rig. Jamie walks in holding a stack
of scribbled notes.
JAMIE
Let’s add engine revs between 0600
and 0630. And that rolling
artillery barrage? Push it two
miles east.
BURROWS
We’re staging a fake invasion for
people we can’t see. Hope someone’s
listening.
CLAIRE
They are. This frequency’s hot.
Enemy chatter’s jumped since last
night.
HASTINGS (O.S.)
Good. Let’s keep feeding their
paranoia.
Hastings enters, holding a decrypted message.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
Germans just pulled a battalion
from Caen. They’re chasing ghosts
again.
JAMIE
We’re moving entire divisions with
speakers and shadows.
He smiles — then catches himself. The weight of the cost
returns.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
Ratings
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35 -
Illusions of War
EXT. NEARBY WOODS – DAY
A GHOST ARMY PATROL lays down more camouflage nets. Behind
them, a LIFE-SIZED INFLATABLE SHERMAN slowly rises into shape
— its seams catching the wind like skin.
A LOCAL FRENCH BOY, 9 or 10, watches in awe from behind a
tree.
He whispers to his GRANDFATHER in French:
FRENCH BOY
(grinning) Grand-père,
les Américains… ils
soulèvent des chars!
(Grandpa, the
Americans... they're
lifting tanks!)
FRENCH GRANDFATHER
(startled, wine bottle
shaking) Mon Dieu... Ils
sont faits de fer, ces
fous! (My God... They are
made of iron, those
madmen!)
They stumble back into the bushes.
FADE OUT.
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – LATER
The troops finish setting up one of their most elaborate
setups yet: fake radio towers, tire tracks painted onto
roads, and tanks parked at precise angles.
Hastings gathers Jamie, Claire, Barrows, and Anneliese.
HASTINGS
Operation Viersen — our biggest
illusion yet. If this one fails,
the Germans could refocus on real
Allied positions.
CLAIRE
Then we make this look like the
center of the goddamn war.
JAMIE
Bring the ghosts to life.
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – LUNCH AREA – LATER
Claire stirs a pot over a campfire. Jamie passes with
Barrows, inspecting the newest dummy tanks now perfectly
painted.
BARROWS
That one almost looks like it could
fire back.
JAMIE
Let’s hope no one’s close enough to
check.
Claire gestures them over.
CLAIRE
Just got radio intel — SS patrol
spotted ten clicks north. Might be
scouts.
BARROWS
Or worse — wolves before the storm.
Jamie nods grimly.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
Ratings
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36 -
The Art of Deception
INT. MAKESHIFT RADIO ROOM – NIGHT
Burk adjusts the dials on a crude setup of stolen German
equipment wired to Allied frequencies. Static clears.
BURK
Got something...
A voice crackles through — German, fast.
BURK (CONT’D)
They’re talking about the Patton
army... and a column of armor near
Calais.
CLAIRE
That’s our ghost, moving on
schedule.
They exchange looks — the illusion is working.
EXT. FRENCH FARM – DAWN
Jamie stands on a ridge, watching as fog curls over their
inflated battalion. A distant THUNDER grows louder — real
artillery.
HASTINGS (O.S.)
One wrong move... and the house of
cards falls.
Jamie doesn’t flinch.
JAMIE
Then we hold our breath... and
bluff.
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – LATER
Jamie and Hastings walk toward the latest setup — an
intricate installation of sound rigs, camouflage netting, and
rubber-barreled artillery.
HASTINGS
We’re getting better. Too good.
JAMIE
What happens when the real units
show up and we’ve fooled them too?
HASTINGS
Then we get medals... or a court
martial.
They both chuckle.
A JEEP pulls up — BARROWS jumps out, waving a scrap of paper.
BARROWS
You’re gonna love this. They bought
it. Command says Berlin’s in a
frenzy.
JAMIE
That’s not love. That’s terror.
FADE IN:
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
Ratings
Scene
37 -
Operation Thunderclap
EXT. FRENCH VILLAGE – DAY
A war-ravaged street — GERMAN SOLDIERS patrol nervously. A
Nazi LIEUTENANT yells into a radio.
NAZI LIEUTENANT (IN GERMAN)
They're ghosts! We’ve chased tanks
that don’t exist!
A GERMAN PRIVATE whispers to another.
GERMAN PRIVATE (IN GERMAN)
Patton is coming. The Americans are
toying with us.
Beneath their boots, a faint hum — a buried speaker setup —
begins broadcasting tank treads and static commands.
CUT TO:
EXT. GHOST ARMY RADIO TRUCK – SAME
Claire, Barrows, and two RADIO TECHNICIANS huddle around a
control panel.
CLAIRE
Volume up. Let’s scare the hell out
of them.
Barrows nods, twisting the knob.
RADIO TECH
Deploying sonic assault in sector
five.
EXT. FRENCH WOODS NEARBY – CONTINUOUS
Jamie crouches with Hastings and a team of decoy operators —
each manning ropes and pulleys tethered to canvas tanks.
JAMIE
Visuals in place. Awaiting your
signal.
OVER RADIO (CLAIRE’S VOICE)
You’re green. Operation Thunderclap
is a go.
EXT. EDGE OF TOWN – MOMENTS LATER
A BARRAGE OF NOISE explodes — simulated tank fire, engine
revs, shouted orders in English and German, all amplified.
German soldiers PANIC. A few retreat. One shoots blindly at
the trees.
GERMAN OFFICER
Back! Regroup at the mill!
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
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38 -
Deception in the Shadows
EXT. RIDGELINE ABOVE – SAME
The GERMAN SNIPER watches through his scope — sees Barrows
waving behind a fake tank... and then the tank’s side
collapses slightly.
GERMAN SNIPER (IN GERMAN)
Papier. It’s all papier.
He smiles... then slips away.
CUT TO:
INT. MAKESHIFT HQ TENT – NIGHT
Maps, wires, and photos spread across the table. Jamie,
Hastings, and Claire stand over it.
HASTINGS
That bluff gave the 101st a clean
corridor. But the sniper knows.
We’re exposed.
JAMIE
So we strike again — louder,
bigger, and somewhere new.
CLAIRE
There’s a factory town twenty
klicks north. Intel says they’ve
redeployed armor there.
HASTINGS
Then that’s our next stage.
He taps the map, hard.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
We make them think Patton brought
his entire damn division.
FADE IN:
INT. MAKESHIFT TENT – NIGHT
Claire is on the radio, headphones on, jotting down coded
messages.
CLAIRE
Repeat last code group... yes...
got it.
(to herself)
(MORE)
CLAIRE (CONT’D)
They’re repositioning anti-air
units — they think Patton’s pushing
east.
Jamie enters, drying rain from his jacket.
JAMIE
Let me guess. They’re bracing for
ghosts.
CLAIRE
(nods)
We’ve officially moved divisions
that don’t exist. On paper, we’re
winning a war.
JAMIE
And on the ground?
She doesn’t answer. Just hands him the latest intercepted
message. Jamie reads.
JAMIE (CONT’D)
They’re diverting reinforcements
from Normandy... to Calais?
Claire nods again, this time with a faint smile.
CLAIRE
That’s the magic.
EXT. FRENCH TOWN – EARLY MORNING
A German convoy moves cautiously through the square. PLOP — a
stray sound shell goes off nearby. Engine noise — tank treads
— echoes from the surrounding trees.
GERMAN SOLDIERS spin in panic.
GERMAN OFFICER
(in German)
It’s them! The Patton tanks!
A flock of birds flutters from the trees — but there’s no
tank. Just silence.
The Germans fall back.
EXT. HILL ABOVE – CONTINUOUS
Jamie watches from a hidden post, binoculars raised. He
exhales — relieved.
Barrows slides up beside him.
BARROWS
Every time they run, I feel like
we’re cheating at cards.
JAMIE
(without looking)
It’s only cheating if they catch
us.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
Ratings
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39 -
Echoes of War
INT. ABANDONED FRENCH SCHOOLHOUSE – NIGHT
Anneliese tends to wounded civilians — burns, shrapnel,
malnutrition. Jamie helps carry in another girl. A MOM
clutches her baby. A CHURCH BELL rings in the distance.
Jamie looks at Anneliese, who wipes her hands on her apron.
ANNELIESE
We make noise. They pay the price.
JAMIE
But without the noise, more will
die.
She stares at him, tired.
ANNELIESE
Then let’s make the noise matter.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN:
EXT. TRAIN TRACKS OUTSIDE ROUEN – NIGHT
A lone GERMAN SUPPLY TRAIN idles on the rails. A faint
metallic CLINK echoes under the cars.
CLOSE ON: a canvas-wrapped “tank” silhouette on a flatbed —
clearly fake, but only up close.
Jamie, Claire, and Barrows watch from the shadows near the
tree line.
BARROWS
I still can’t believe they let us
plant one on their own transport.
CLAIRE
They didn’t. We redirected it with
a forged manifest.
JAMIE
(dryly)
Logistics. The real unsung hero of
the war.
They share a quiet laugh — tension broken for a moment.
Suddenly, HEADLIGHTS sweep the track.
CLAIRE
(tense)
Time to disappear.
They melt into the darkness.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
Ratings
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40 -
Deception and Camaraderie
EXT. GERMAN COMMAND POST – SAME NIGHT
Inside a converted chateau, GENERAL OBERMEYER slams a report
on the table. Aides stiffen.
OBERMEYER (IN GERMAN)
The Americans cannot move armor
this fast. Not unless...
He stops. Eyes narrow.
OBERMEYER (CONT’D)
Unless... it's a lie.
INT. GHOST ARMY TENT – LATER THAT NIGHT
Claire works by lamplight, stitching hidden wire into a new
radio decoy unit. Jamie enters with two mugs of black coffee.
JAMIE
You’re running on fumes.
CLAIRE
(without looking)
So’s the war.
He sets a mug down beside her.
JAMIE
This whole thing... you ever wonder
if it’s going to work?
CLAIRE
(quietly)
It already is. Normandy worked.
Calais is still heavily fortified.
(beat)
Every scarecrow we build buys
someone else a real shot.
Jamie sits beside her.
JAMIE
You ever wish you’d stayed in
Brooklyn?
CLAIRE
(smirking)
Only when the food is this bad.
They both chuckle — a small warmth in the cold.
Genres:
["War","Drama"]
Ratings
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41 -
A Sudden Silence
EXT. FRENCH COUNTRYSIDE – EARLY MORNING
A distant BOOM — followed by a low rumble.
The GHOST ARMY watches as real Allied tanks roll past their
decoy position.
HASTINGS
Show time’s over. The real steel’s
arrived.
JAMIE
(half-joking)
Think they’ll notice their
duplicates?
One of the REAL TANK COMMANDERS waves and laughs as he rolls
by, spotting the rubber decoys.
BARROWS
We should’ve charged admission.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN:
EXT. WOODED OUTSKIRTS – NEXT DAY
Jamie, Barrows, and a small team carry rolled canvas and
sound equipment up a narrow path.
BARROWS
If I die lugging fake tanks uphill,
tell my folks I died in battle.
Jamie smirks.
JAMIE
You’ll be buried in a box made of
plywood and string.
CRACK! — A SHOT rings out.
Barrows jolts — a sudden, wet impact to his neck. He
collapses.
Chaos erupts.
JAMIE (CONT’D)
(screaming)
Barrows! No no no—
SOLDIER
Sniper! 3 o’clock! Move!
Jamie drags Barrows behind a log — but it’s too late. Blood
pools beneath him.
JAMIE
(choked)
Damn it...
He looks up — seething, eyes scanning the treeline.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Action"]
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42 -
Deception at Dusk
EXT. CAMP – LATER THAT DAY
The camp is quieter than usual. Claire bandages Jamie’s hand
— it’s trembling.
CLAIRE
He made it halfway through the
war... only to die over fake
artillery.
Jamie doesn’t answer.
CLAIRE (CONT’D)
(softly)
That’s the price of pretending,
isn’t it?
JAMIE
(cold)
No. That’s the price of being
underestimated. Let’s fix that.
EXT. RIDGE ABOVE CAMP – DUSK
Claire, Hastings, and Jamie oversee the largest deception yet
— double the sound gear, triple the decoys. And this time...
no exposed patrols.
HASTINGS
Let them come again. This time we
make the phantoms bite.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN:
EXT. RIVERSIDE FIELD – DUSK
A wide, exposed bank. Engineers work fast — setting up a fake
fuel depot with rubber fuel drums, painted piping, and
recorded pump sounds. A decoy target to mislead German
reconnaissance.
Claire adjusts the sound rig.
CLAIRE
We’re supposed to fool them from a
thousand feet up, but this feels
like a trap.
BARROWS
That’s because it is.
Jamie walks the perimeter, tense.
JAMIE
We’re daring them to strike. If
they do — they waste bombs on hot
air.
CLAIRE
(beat)
And if they don’t?
JAMIE
Then we weren’t convincing enough.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
Ratings
Scene
43 -
A Dangerous Deception
EXT. RIDGELINE – NIGHT
The German sniper returns — camouflaged, hidden, scope
tracking.
Below, Jamie and Barrows finish wiring the last speaker
system.
CRACK! A SHOT. Barrows stumbles — a red bloom on his shirt.
He collapses.
JAMIE
(yelling)
Barrows!
Chaos again. Claire races to his side. Blood gushes. His
breathing is shallow.
BARROWS
(whispers)
Still... hate... plywood...
He dies with a smirk. Jamie clenches his fists, eyes scanning
the dark hills.
EXT. GHOST ARMY HQ TENT – NIGHT
Hastings slams a map down. Jamie stands across from him,
stone-faced.
HASTINGS
That’s two good men in a week.
JAMIE
Then we end this.
HASTINGS
How?
JAMIE
We let Berlin think Patton’s
crossing the river — here.
He jabs at the map.
JAMIE (CONT’D)
A fake bridge. Fake armor. But with
noise. Smoke. Movement. Lights.
CLAIRE
And what if a real unit shows up?
JAMIE
We pray they play along.
FADE IN:
Genres:
["War","Drama","Action"]
Ratings
Scene
44 -
Deception on the River
EXT. RIVERSIDE – DAY
A narrow river snakes across the French countryside —
tranquil, mist curling off the banks.
Construction sounds echo as the GHOST ARMY sets up a fake
bridgehead operation:
– A rubber pontoon bridge is half-assembled. – SOUND CREW
runs lines through hidden speakers. – AIR COMPRESSORS inflate
dummy boats and jeeps. – Jamie directs from a clipboard, eyes
everywhere.
Nearby, a faux fuel depot rises from camouflaged scaffolding
— complete with painted fuel drums, fake hoses, and oil
slicks brushed onto canvas.
BARROWS
(struggling with hose)
We’re building Disneyland with land
mines.
CLAIRE
(tapping headset)
And the Germans just tuned into the
opening number.
INT. GERMAN HQ – FRANCE – SAME
Crackling radios. Maps strewn across a conference table.
A NAZI GENERAL jabs a ruler at a marked spot near the bridge.
NAZI GENERAL General Patton advances here next. The Allies
overextend. We cut them off, we bleed them dry.
YOUNGER OFFICER
But intel suggests... it may be a
trick?
NAZI GENERAL
(icy)
Then we destroy the trick.
EXT. RIVERSIDE – NIGHT
Jamie walks the perimeter alone — fog thick, illusions
humming.
Suddenly — a single GUNSHOT. Jamie dives. Silence.
He scrambles behind sandbags. Breath ragged. More silence.
A faint whisper from the dark:
SNIPER (O.S.)
We see you, magician...
Jamie holds still, then grabs his radio.
JAMIE
(into radio)
Sniper. North bank. Zero movement.
An explosion suddenly ROCKS the air — one of the fake fuel
drums erupts in a fireball. Flames dance over a rubber
pipeline — it melts in place.
Troops rush in — some ducking, some laughing at the
surrealism.
BARROWS
(grim)
Well... the Germans think it’s
real.
FADE TO:
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
Ratings
Scene
45 -
Phantom Bridge: A Deceptive Dawn
EXT. GHOST ARMY FIELD HOSPITAL – LATER THAT NIGHT
Barrows is on a stretcher — a bullet grazed his ribs.
Jamie stands nearby, shaken. Claire tends to the wound.
BARROWS
(gritting teeth)
Tell me we got that on camera. I
want it in the Smithsonian.
JAMIE
You almost died for a gas can and a
rubber duck.
BARROWS
Then let’s win with it.
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – DAWN
A cold mist rolls over the fields. The camp is quiet —
unnervingly so. Jamie, Claire, and Hastings stand over a map
spread across the hood of a Jeep.
HASTINGS
Tonight, we go big. Phantom Bridge.
Our loudest lie yet.
JAMIE
Smoke machines for fog... recorded
radio traffic to mimic an entire
division.
Hastings taps a point on the map — a river bend marked in
red.
HASTINGS
If they shift reserves there, it
clears the corridor for Patton’s
push east.
Jamie nods, but his face is drawn.
JAMIE
Let’s hope they don’t call our
bluff.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
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46 -
Echoes of Sacrifice
EXT. RIVERSIDE FIELD – NIGHT
The Ghost Army assembles under moonlight. Giant fans churn
smoke across the banks. Rubber pontoon boats are carried by
hand and arranged like staging craft.
SPEAKER RIGS hidden in the trees blare SOUNDS of troops —
shouting, sloshing through water, tank engines.
Across the river, distant lights flicker — German forces
responding.
BARROWS (O.S.)
It’s working... they're lighting up
the other bank.
Jamie looks through binoculars — flashes of German movement.
JAMIE
They’re swallowing the bait.
Suddenly — A SHOT.
Barrows jerks back, hit.
JAMIE (CONT’D)
BARROWS!
Claire screams.
EXT. ENCAMPMENT FIELD HOSPITAL – MOMENTS LATER
Medics scramble. Jamie kneels beside Barrows, who is pale and
bleeding fast.
BARROWS
(weak)
Don’t... let the lie die with me...
Jamie grips his hand.
JAMIE
You’re not dying. You're going to
see Berlin fall.
BARROWS
Just... keep fooling 'em...
Barrows goes still.
Claire covers her mouth. Jamie stares, hollow.
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – THE NEXT MORNING
Jamie sits alone, holding Barrows’ dog tags.
Anneliese approaches, a folded cloth in her hands — the
shroud she helped sew overnight.
ANNELIESE
In our village, we wrapped our dead
in linen. So they wouldn’t go
alone.
Jamie nods, too broken to speak.
She gently drapes the cloth over Barrows’ body.
FADE TO:
Genres:
["War","Drama"]
Ratings
Scene
47 -
The Weight of Deception
EXT. WOODED RIDGE – DAY
The German SNIPER from before kneels, watching the camp
through his scope. He notes the somber procession — one
coffin, a flag draped.
He lowers his weapon... then slowly retreats.
EXT. FIELD ROAD – LATER
A military truck rolls past — it’s carrying the final piece
of the deception. A massive, inflatable HOWITZER, still
bundled in canvas.
Jamie watches it pass.
JAMIE
One more lie. One more push.
FADE OUT.
EXT. FIELD ROAD – LATER
A military truck rolls past — it’s carrying the final piece
of the deception. A massive, inflatable HOWITZER, still
bundled in canvas.
Jamie watches it pass.
JAMIE
One more lie. One more push.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN:
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – NEXT DAY
A dusty military JEEP rumbles into camp. A solitary figure
rides shotgun — PRIVATE FIRST CLASS NATHANIEL "NATE" HARRIS
(32), lean, sharp-eyed, stoic.
He wears no insignia beyond his rank. A scoped Springfield
rifle rests beside him.
HASTINGS (O.S.)
Thought you said you’d never step
foot in France again.
Harris steps out. No salute, just a nod. Hastings meets him
with a handshake.
HARRIS
Didn’t say never. Just said last
time I was here, the bullets
weren’t aimed at my head.
HASTINGS
One is now. Took one of ours.
Barrows.
HARRIS
Then I’ll take him back.
INT. MAKESHIFT BRIEFING TENT – MOMENTS LATER
Harris kneels beside a map spread on a crate. Claire stands
near, arms folded, watching him.
CLAIRE
He’s good. Moved through the
treeline, circled us twice. Shoots
only once.
HARRIS
Not a conscript. Trained. Patient.
Jamie enters.
JAMIE
They say you dropped a sniper from
800 yards. In Sicily.
HARRIS
834. Wind helped.
Jamie and Claire exchange a glance.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Action"]
Ratings
Scene
48 -
Silent Resolve
EXT. RIDGELINE – LATE AFTERNOON
Harris crawls into position. Camouflage netting over his
back. Scope glinting in the dying sun.
He watches... waits. We see through his POV: shadows
shifting, wind stirring branches.
SLOW PUSH IN on Harris — breath steady, finger near trigger.
HARRIS (V.O.)
No names. No chatter. Just
breathing. Just math.
CUT TO:
EXT. GERMAN SNIPER’S NEST – SAME TIME
The GERMAN SNIPER settles into a different tree line. He
scans the camp again. Satisfied — calm.
He doesn’t know he's being watched.
MATCH CUT TO:
EXT. HARRIS’ PERCH – CONTINUOUS
Harris slowly exhales.
HARRIS (V.O.)
This one’s for Barrows.
He squeezes the trigger.
CRACK —
The German sniper drops, silently.
EXT. GHOST ARMY ENCAMPMENT – LATER
Claire watches Harris return, calm, collected. Jamie nods at
him.
JAMIE
Was it him?
HARRIS
Won’t shoot again.
Claire steps forward, quietly.
CLAIRE
Thank you.
Harris just nods, walking past. He vanishes behind tents as
night falls.
FADE TO:
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
Ratings
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49 -
The Deception at Dusk
EXT. RURAL FRENCH VILLAGE – NIGHT
More deception equipment is being assembled. The next phase
begins...
EXT. RURAL FRENCH VILLAGE – NIGHT
A new decoy command post is under construction inside the
skeletal remains of a barn. Painted canvas, mock antennas,
and flickering fake signal lights.
CLAIRE oversees a small group of locals painting directional
signs and affixing fake unit insignias.
CLAIRE
Make sure the wires are visible —
we want them to look sloppy on
purpose.
Jamie enters, watching her with admiration.
JAMIE
You know, if this war thing doesn’t
work out, you’ve got a future in
set design.
CLAIRE
Only if I get final cut.
Suddenly — a faint RUMBLE in the distance. Not thunder.
Engines.
They exchange looks.
EXT. VILLAGE OUTSKIRTS – MOMENTS LATER
Nate Harris peers through binoculars from a second-story
window. Next to him, Jamie climbs in with his carbine.
HARRIS
Convoy. Two trucks. One armored
car. Still a few clicks out.
JAMIE
Coming this way?
Harris doesn’t answer. Just scans, silent.
EXT. VILLAGE SQUARE – NIGHT
The deception unit moves into overdrive.
— FAKE AMMO CRATES are stacked
— SOUND TECHNICIANS lay wires into ditches, connecting
portable SPEAKERS
— A GI triggers a looped RECORDING: the thunder of tanks,
shouted orders, bursts of machine gun fire
The entire square begins to pulse with the illusion of a
battalion at full readiness.
INT. BARN LOFT – CONTINUOUS
Jamie and Harris take sniper positions. Below, Claire enters
with Hastings.
HASTINGS
If they take the bait, they’ll
divert north.
CLAIRE
And if they don’t?
Beat.
HASTINGS
Then this village becomes a
graveyard.
EXT. TREE LINE – NIGHT
The German armored car SLOWS.
Inside, a LIEUTENANT scans the distant horizon. In the valley
below — the pulsing lights, the noise, the shadows of figures
moving quickly.
GERMAN LIEUTENANT (SUBTITLED)
Full unit. Maybe armor support. We
go around.
The convoy turns.
INT. LOFT – CONTINUOUS
Jamie sees the trucks turn. He grips Harris’s arm.
JAMIE
They bought it.
FADE OUT.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
Ratings
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50 -
The Ghosts of War
INT. NAZI HIGH COMMAND ROOM – BERLIN – NIGHT
A thick haze of cigar smoke. Around an oval table, HIGH-
RANKING OFFICERS argue over a large map of France littered
with pins, photographs, and intercepted reports.
GENERAL KRAUSS slams his fist down.
GENERAL KRAUSS
It’s impossible! They were near
Metz two days ago — now they’re
south of Caen?
GENERAL VOGEL
Americans don’t teleport. Something
is wrong.
KRAUSS
Wherever Patton goes, they appear.
Then vanish. Then appear again.
MAJOR HEINZ
Like ghosts.
A long silence.
KRAUSS
Patton’s the key. He’s building
something — and we’re chasing
shadows.
VOGEL
Or he’s the shadow. And the real
strike is coming elsewhere.
They all look to a grainy photo of PATTON, laughing on a fake
tank.
KRAUSS
This war is turning into theater.
HEINZ
Then let’s pray the curtain falls
on them soon.
FADE BACK TO:
EXT. VILLAGE – NIGHT
Jamie and Harris step out of the loft, looking toward the
square as the recording loops.
JAMIE
You ever think about what happens
when the war ends?
HARRIS
Yeah. I stop sleeping in barns.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
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51 -
Haunted Memories
EXT. FRENCH FARMHOUSE – LATER THAT NIGHT
The team regroups around a makeshift campfire outside an
abandoned farmhouse. Lantern light flickers. Tired faces.
Claire tends a boiling kettle. Jamie quietly cleans his
boots.
ANNELL sits slightly apart from the group, staring into the
fire. The glow dances in her eyes.
ANNELL
(quietly, to no one)
They came at night. No warning. No
reason.
The camp falls silent. Everyone listens.
ANNELL (CONT’D)
They locked our neighbors in the
schoolhouse. Boarded the doors.
Poured fuel through the cracks.
Claire sets the kettle down, slowly.
ANNELL (CONT’D)
I still hear their screams. Even in
the silence.
Jamie steps closer. Kneels beside her.
JAMIE
We're going to make sure they pay
for that. Every illusion we build…
every lie we tell… it's for them.
Beat.
HARRIS
And maybe for us, too.
A distant owl HOOTS. The fire crackles.
CLAIRE
We keep moving tomorrow. New site.
New ghosts.
FADE TO:
FADE TO:
Genres:
["War","Drama"]
Ratings
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52 -
Dawn at the Farmhouse
EXT. FARMHOUSE – DAWN
A field glistening with dew. The camp slowly stirs. Claire
stretches beside a truck. Jamie helps a local boy rig a dummy
radio tower with wooden crossbeams and wire.
A faint WHISTLE in the distance.
JAMIE
Incoming mail.
A MOTORCYCLE COURIER approaches fast, kicking up dust.
COURIER (O.S.)
Hastings! New orders!
INT. BARN – MOMENTS LATER
The men gather around Hastings as he opens the sealed
dispatch. He reads. Then looks up.
HASTINGS
We’re moving southeast. New target
area — Montargis.
CLAIRE
That’s fifty miles. What’s there?
HASTINGS
Nothing. And that’s the point.
He turns to the group.
HASTINGS (CONT’D)
They want a full armored division
in the forest by Thursday. Sound,
light, vehicles — the whole circus.
JAMIE
Then we better find some elephants.
HARRIS
And a new radio script. Last one
still has a guy yelling about
laundry duty.
Laughter. The mood lifts slightly.
FADE TO:
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
Ratings
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53 -
Absurdity in the Countryside
EXT. FRENCH COUNTRYSIDE – TRAVELING – DAY
A long SHOT of trucks filled with plywood, rubber tank skins,
speakers, and paint barrels rumbling down a country road.
One of them breaks down in the middle of a herd of sheep.
GI DRIVER (O.S.)
Move it, Bessie! Some of us are
trying to win a war!
The sheep don’t care. They mill around the truck.
Jamie and Claire ride in the back of a truck, side by side,
watching the countryside roll by in silence.
EXT. FRENCH FOREST – MONTARGIS REGION – DAY
The trucks roll into a clearing — nothing but thick woods and
uneven ground.
HARRIS
They want us to fake a division
here? Hell, it’s barely big enough
for a barbecue.
CLAIRE
That’s what makes it believable.
Who’d hide tanks here? It’s stupid
— so it must be true.
JAMIE
The logic of war.
The team dismounts. GI’s start unloading gear, rolling out
rubber tank husks, hauling crates of speakers.
HASTINGS
I want sound loops ready by
nightfall. And keep your damn
cigarette butts hidden — Germans
sniff that out like bloodhounds.
GI #1
Copy that, Colonel.
Genres:
["War","Drama"]
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54 -
Moments of Chaos and Connection
EXT. FOREST RIDGE – LATER
Jamie and Claire hike up a wooded slope to scout line of
sight for German patrols.
As they crest the ridge, Jamie stumbles — catches himself —
and finds himself inches from Claire. Their eyes lock. She
doesn’t move.
CLAIRE
You always fall for your teammates?
JAMIE
Only the ones who terrify me.
A smile… almost a kiss—
HARRIS (O.S.)
Hey lovebirds! Found a good echo
chamber for the tank sounds!
They part, flustered.
CLAIRE
Saved by bad timing.
EXT. FOREST CAMP – NIGHT
A portable phonograph spins — but instead of tanks and boots,
it blasts…
Benny Goodman’s “Sing, Sing, Sing.”
GI #2
Goddammit, wrong record!
GI #3
Let it play! If we’re gonna die,
might as well swing out.
Laughter erupts as a few soldiers mock dance under camouflage
netting.
HARRIS
This war’s gone off the rails.
JAMIE
That’s the whole idea.
FADE TO:
EXT. FRENCH FOREST – MONTARGIS REGION – LATE AFTERNOON
The convoy rolls into thick woods — shaded, swampy, alive
with insects.
HASTINGS
Fan out. Clear 200 yards north and
east. We start building before
nightfall.
CLAIRE
This place is a mosquito nursery.
Are we staging war or getting
malaria?
JAMIE
I think it's both.
EXT. FOREST – LATER
Two GIs attempt to rig SPEAKERS in the trees. One slips,
dangling by his harness.
GI #1
Cut the wire! Cut the wire!
GI #2
I'm not cutting anything. That’s
the only spool we got!
Nearby, Claire and Jamie sketch out tank positions in chalk
on an old barn door.
CLAIRE
Think the Germans are buying it?
JAMIE
If we’re lucky, they’re as confused
as we are.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
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55 -
Haunted by the Past
EXT. FOREST EDGE – NIGHT
Anna sits on a crate, knees drawn to her chest. Jamie
approaches, offers a tin of food. She doesn’t look at him.
ANNA
Do you know what they did near
Étampes?
Jamie shakes his head.
ANNA (CONT’D)
They made a schoolhouse into a
barracks. But when they left — they
locked the doors. Lit it from the
outside.
Jamie sits. Quiet.
ANNA (CONT’D)
They say the children’s screams
echoed for hours. The walls burned
down last.
JAMIE
I’m sorry.
ANNA
Don’t be. Just win.
EXT. HILLSIDE OVERLOOK – NIGHT
Claire peers through binoculars — her view sweeps the
treeline.
A FLASH of movement — two SHADOWY FIGURES moving like scouts.
She radios in.
CLAIRE
Jamie — movement on the ridge. Two,
maybe three. Too far for detail.
INT. COMMAND POST TENT – NIGHT
Jamie slaps the radio down.
JAMIE
We need eyes in the trees. And
maybe… something with a scope.
He looks to Hastings.
JAMIE (CONT’D)
Sir — we need a sniper.
HASTINGS
Already in motion.
FADE TO:
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
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56 -
Silent Victory
EXT. FRENCH COUNTRYSIDE – TRAVELING – DAY
The convoy rolls on through winding roads. Trucks jostle.
Canvas flaps snap in the wind. The makeshift army pushes
closer to Montargis.
EXT. CLEARING – NIGHT
A remote stretch of forest. Sparse trees. Silence.
INT. COMMAND TENT – NIGHT
HASTINGS sits over a table with a topographic map lit by
lantern. CLAIRE, JAMIE, and HARRIS enter.
HASTINGS
We’ve got intel suggesting a German
sniper unit operating out of these
woods.
HARRIS
We’ve been spotted?
HASTINGS
Not yet. But they’ve taken out two
recon patrols to the north. Our
orders are to proceed. Quietly. But
command’s sending in some help.
EXT. DIRT ROAD – NIGHT
A JEEP rumbles in with headlights off.
Out steps SGT. AARON JUDGE (30s), calm, lean, ghostlike. He
slings a custom sniper rifle over his back and surveys the
area without a word.
INT. BARN – MOMENTS LATER
Judge enters, nods respectfully at Hastings, Harris, and
Jamie.
HASTINGS
Sergeant Judge, meet your spotters.
JUDGE
I work best alone.
JAMIE
So do ghosts.
Judge offers a faint smirk.
HASTINGS
You’ll have your perch in the east
ridge. Intel says the enemy fires
before dawn. Clock starts now.
EXT. EAST RIDGE – EARLY MORNING
Judge lies prone, scope scanning the foggy horizon. Through
the lens —
POV THROUGH
SCOPE:
A flicker of movement. Something metallic. A GLINT off glass.
He slows his breath. Waits.
A faint CLICK of metal — enemy rifle bolt.
Judge squeezes.
*CRACK!*
EXT. GERMAN SNIPER’S PERCH – CONTINUOUS
A figure slumps over — rifle topples — blood sprays bark
behind him.
Judge exhales.
JUDGE (INTO RADIO)
Eagle’s grounded.
INT. COMMAND TENT – SAME
Hastings hears the radio, gives a small nod. No celebration.
Just relief.
FADE TO:
EXT. ROADSIDE TAVERN – NIGHT
A few soldiers sit outside, sipping liberated wine. One of
them retells the scene of lifting a tank.
FRENCH FARMER (SUBTITLED)
Grand-père, les Américains… ils
soulèvent des chars!
FRENCH GRANDFATHER (SUBTITLED)
Mon Dieu... Ils sont faits de fer,
ces fous!
Laughter around the table.
JAMIE
The more convincing it is, the
faster it spreads.
They raise their cups in quiet celebration.
FADE TO:
Genres:
["War","Drama","Thriller"]
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57 -
Illusions of War
EXT. MONTARGIS WOODS – NIGHT
Tanks made of rubber. Trucks with no engines. Sound systems
hum, amplifying distant battlefield noise.
CLAIRE directs the scene, clipboard in hand.
CLAIRE
Louder on the eastern flank — like
they’re prepping an ambush.
INT. GERMAN HQ – NIGHT
A LIEUTENANT shouts in disbelief.
GERMAN OFFICER (SUBTITLED)
First Patton’s near Calais, now
Americans in Montargis? This makes
no sense!
SENIOR OFFICER
How can an army appear in force...
then vanish? And reappear?
Beat.
ANOTHER OFFICER
They are... ghosts.
FADE OUT.
EXT. EDGE OF TOWN – MORNING
HASTINGS, CLAIRE, JAMIE, and HARRIS survey the setup from
behind a hedgerow. In the distance, a line of inflatable
tanks shimmer with early dew.
HARRIS
If they shell us from the air,
we’re screwed.
HASTINGS
Then we better make them believe
we’re somewhere else.
CLAIRE holds up a sound transmitter — toggles it. ARTILLERY
ECHOES start playing — distant and thunderous.
EXT. GERMAN RECON PATROL – SAME
Two NAZI SOLDIERS with binoculars pause atop a bluff. They
hear the fake artillery. One jots notes. The other frowns.
NAZI SOLDIER (SUBTITLED)
They’re preparing for a push.
They turn back toward a waiting MOTORCYCLE — speed off.
EXT. CHURCH RUINS – NIGHT
The squad finds shelter inside a blown-out church. Stained
glass shattered. A half-charred altar.
ANNA
This is where they burned them.
Jamie looks around — stunned.
JAMIE
They…?
ANNA
Women. Children. The old. Locked
the doors. Lit fire.
Claire places a hand on her shoulder — supportive.
CLAIRE
We’re going to end this. With
illusions. With ghosts.
FADE TO:
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
Ratings
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58 -
Deception and Reflection
INT. ALLIED FIELD HQ – NIGHT
A British officer places a fresh file on a command desk.
Inside: aerials of Montargis. Inflated vehicles. Audio
spread. Fake radio intercepts.
BRITISH COLONEL
The Germans took the bait. They're
reinforcing Calais.
The AMERICAN GENERAL beside him smiles.
AMERICAN GENERAL
Those crazy artists might just win
us this war.
EXT. DOVER – BRITISH COASTLINE – DAY
Waves crash against chalk cliffs. A military tent overlooks
the English Channel. Binoculars. Radios buzzing. The
deception command post.
INT. COMMAND TENT – DOVER – DAY
GENERAL GEORGE S. PATTON (50s), larger than life, gruff and
legendary, stands in full dress uniform. He stares at a wall
map littered with fake unit pins, radio intercepts, and
photos of the Ghost Army’s handiwork in Montargis.
Aide enters, hands him a field report.
AIDE
Sir — Montargis. The Germans fell
for it. Hook, line, and sinker.
Patton scans it, grins — a rare, humbled smile.
He steps outside the tent.
EXT. COMMAND POST – CONTINUOUS
Wind kicks up. Patton gazes east, toward the invisible
battlefields across the Channel.
He slowly removes his helmet.
PATTON
(to himself)
Hell of a war, boys. Hell of a lie.
And you sold it better than I ever
could.
He salutes — a sharp, sincere motion.
PATTON (CONT’D)
To the Ghost Warriors.
FADE TO:
EXT. FRENCH COUNTRYSIDE – NIGHT
Lightning flickers. Rain begins to fall. The Ghost Army keeps
building in the dark.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN:
EXT. FRENCH COUNTRYSIDE – ROAD TO PARIS – DAWN
The Ghost Army convoy rolls forward. Mud-slick tires. Exhaust
fumes.
Jamie sits in the back of a truck with Harris and Claire. No
one speaks. The mood is heavy — a mix of pride and
exhaustion.
A small village comes into view — LIBERATED. French citizens
wave. A girl throws flowers.
Claire leans out the window, catches one.
CLAIRE
It's over here... but not for the
rest of them.
Jamie nods, eyes on the fading horizon.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
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59 -
Moments of Joy Amidst the Chaos
INT. MAKESHIFT BUNKHOUSE – NIGHT
Jamie sketches by oil lamp. His fingers are stained with
charcoal.
We see pages: tanks, radio towers, a smiling Anna, Claire
holding a clipboard, a crumpled German helmet.
Anna enters, holding a folded letter.
ANNA
I got word. My brother — he
survived. A camp in Belgium. He’s
alive.
Jamie smiles, overwhelmed.
JAMIE
Then we did something right.
She kisses his cheek. Lingers.
ANNA
You did more than that.
EXT. FIELD OUTSIDE PARIS – VICTORY CELEBRATION – NIGHT
Tents line the horizon. Bonfires burn. Soldiers sing, dance,
drink.
One plays a trumpet. Another juggles potatoes. Claire laughs
beside Harris.
Hastings stands alone, arms crossed. Watching.
Jamie walks up, hands him a folded drawing — a caricature:
Hastings with a top hat, holding a puppet Patton.
JAMIE
Thought you might like this.
Hastings cracks a rare grin.
HASTINGS
Just make sure it’s burned before
command sees it.
Genres:
["War","Drama","Historical"]
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60 -
Legacy of Illusions
EXT. ART GALLERY – WASHINGTON D.C. – 1996 – DAY
SUPER: “50 years later”
A modest crowd gathers inside a gallery. Veterans.
Journalists. Teenagers.
The walls are lined with sketches, inflatable decoys, sound
gear, faded uniforms.
Jamie (now 80s), silver-haired, stands at the podium beside
Claire (also 80s). They hold hands.
JAMIE
We weren’t warriors in the
traditional sense. We didn’t fire
rifles.
We fired ideas. Illusions. And those illusions saved lives.
Applause.
EXT. ARLINGTON CEMETERY – DAY
A single headstone:
“To the Ghost Warriors. 23rd Headquarters Special Troops.
1944–1945.”
A flag flaps gently.
Claire lays a flower. Jamie salutes.
JAMIE (V.O.)
They called us tricksters. Fools.
Pretenders.
But sometimes, pretending is the bravest thing a man can do.
FADE TO BLACK.
ON-SCREEN TEXT:
“The Ghost Army conducted over 20 deception operations across
Europe, often operating within miles of the front lines.
Their actions saved thousands of Allied lives.”
“Their existence remained classified for over 50 years.”
They were awarded the Congressional Gold Medal in 2022.