Escort Vanishes as the Swarm Attacks

ROSIE’S REVENGE A World War II B-17 Audio Drama in Five Episodes Formatted for ElevenLabs / Toon Bee. Every recording part is under 2,500 characters. • Words in square brackets, like [shouting], are ElevenLabs v3 emotion and delivery tags. • Lines in parentheses (SFX: …) are sound-effect cues. Add them in editing or leave them out of the recording. --- CAST • NARRATOR • SKIPPER: Lt. Jack Harlan, pilot • MORAN: Lt. Eddie Moran, co-pilot • WHITFIELD: Lt. Sam Whitfield, navigator • RUSSO: Lt. Frank Russo, bombardier • KOWALSKI: Sgt. Walt Kowalski, flight engineer and top turret • TATE: Sgt. Billy Tate, radio operator • BEAN: Sgt. Danny “Bean” O’Neal, ball turret • PRUITT: Sgt. Hank Pruitt, left waist gunner • ORTEGA: Sgt. Luis Ortega, right waist gunner • COBB: Sgt. Ray Cobb, tail gunner • LISLE: Sgt. Tommy Lisle, replacement left waist gunner, age 19 (Episodes 2–5) • BRIEFING OFFICER: Major Dawes (Episodes 2 and 5) • RESCUE PILOT: Flight Lieutenant Granger, British Air-Sea Rescue (Episode 3) --- EPISODES 1. Mission Nine 2. The Replacement 3. Ditching 4. The Turret 5. Twenty-Five ---

Narrator: EPISODE 1: MISSION NINE

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Narrator: PART 1 — Climbing Out

(SFX: Four huge radial engines droning. Wind screaming through the open waist windows.) NARRATOR:

SFX · Immersive interior of a B-17 bomber: heavy multi-engine drone with subtle airframe vibration and a thin oxygen-system hiss. Narrator: [low, serious] October, 1943. Twenty-five thousand feet above the North Sea. The sky is a hard, freezing blue. Below, a white blanket of clouds stretches all the way to Germany. Three hundred B-17 Flying Fortresses climb in tight formation. Silver wings glinting in the sun. Long white contrails streaming behind them like chalk lines across the sky. Inside one of them, Rosie’s Revenge, it is forty degrees below zero. The men wear fleece-lined leather, electric heated suits, and rubber oxygen masks that freeze to their faces. Ten men. Most of them barely old enough to vote.

… SKIPPER:

Lt. Jack Harlan: [calm, firm] Pilot to crew. Oxygen check. Sound off.

COBB:

Sgt. Ray Cobb: [casual] Tail, okay.

ORTEGA:

Sgt. Luis Ortega: Right waist, okay.

PRUITT:

Sgt. Hank Pruitt: [shivering] Left waist, okay… [teeth chattering] my eyebrows are frozen solid, Skipper.

BEAN:

Sgt. Danny "Bean" O'Neal: [cramped, muffled] Ball turret, okay. Hanging under this bird like a Christmas ornament.

TATE:

Sgt. Billy Tate: Radio, okay.

KOWALSKI:

Sgt. Walt Kowalski: [gruff] Engineer, okay.

WHITFIELD:

Lt. Sam Whitfield: Navigator, okay.

RUSSO:

Lt. Frank Russo: Bombardier, okay.

SKIPPER:

Lt. Jack Harlan: Gunners, SFX · Brief test-fire bursts from the B-17's mounted machine guns, sharp aerial gunfire in short controlled bursts with metallic receiver clatter and distant formation ambience. test-fire your guns. Short bursts. Watch the formation.

(SFX: Short, thundering bursts of .50-caliber machine guns. Brass shell casings clattering onto the metal floor.) … MORAN:

SFX · A B-17 radial engine running hot: strained uneven mechanical rumble with a subtle rise in pitch and vibration, under the bomber interior ambience. Lt. Eddie Moran: [uneasy] Jack… number three’s running hot.

SKIPPER:

Lt. Jack Harlan: Keep an eye on it, Eddie.

MORAN:

Lt. Eddie Moran: [dry] Brother, I haven’t taken my eyes off it since England.

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Narrator: PART 2 — The Escorts Turn Back

(SFX: Engines droning. A pair of fighter planes roars past and fades.) NARRATOR:

SFX · Nearby P-47 escort fighters' radial engines droning off the right wing, gradually banking away and receding toward England. Narrator: [tense] Off the right wing, the P-47 escort fighters waggle their wings in a final salute… …then bank away toward England. Their fuel tanks are nearly dry. They can’t go any farther. And every man aboard Rosie’s Revenge watches them go.

… ORTEGA:

Sgt. Luis Ortega: [forced cheer] There go the little friends. So long, boys! Save us a beer!

PRUITT:

Sgt. Hank Pruitt: [nervous laugh] Save us the whole bar.

… KOWALSKI:

Sgt. Walt Kowalski: [low, uneasy] Top turret to crew… it’s too quiet out here. I don’t like it.

SKIPPER:

Lt. Jack Harlan: [firm] Knock off the chatter. When they come, call ’em out by the clock. High, low, or level. Keep it clean.

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SFX · Sparse, tense B-17 formation ambience: persistent heavy engine drone with a steady oxygen hiss. Narrator: For five long minutes, nothing. Just the drone of engines and the hiss of oxygen. SFX · Distant fighter-engine approach emerging from the glare, faint at first and growing subtly closer beneath the formation drone. Then the tail gunner sees them. Tiny black dots… dozens of them… climbing out of the glare of the sun.

… COBB:

Sgt. Ray Cobb: [shouting] TAIL TO PILOT! BANDITS! SIX O’CLOCK HIGH! A WHOLE SWARM OF ’EM!

SKIPPER:

Lt. Jack Harlan: [urgent] How many, Ray?!

COBB:

Sgt. Ray Cobb: [shouting] THIRTY! MAYBE MORE! FOCKE-WULFS! THEY’RE COMING OUT OF THE SUN!

BEAN:

Sgt. Danny "Bean" O'Neal: [yelling] BALL TURRET! MORE AT FOUR O’CLOCK LOW! MESSERSCHMITTS! CLIMBING STRAIGHT AT US!

SKIPPER:

Lt. Jack Harlan: [shouting] HERE THEY COME, BOYS! EDDIE, TUCK US IN TIGHT ON THE LEAD!

MORAN:

SFX · Brief aircraft maneuver as the bomber tucks tightly into formation: engine pitch shifts, airframe creaks, and wind pressure increases slightly. Lt. Eddie Moran: [strained] TUCKING IN!

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Narrator: PART 3 — Head-On

(SFX: Engines roaring. Distant machine-gun fire from other bombers.) NARRATOR:

SFX · Sudden violent aerial attack: multiple German fighter machine guns and 20mm cannons erupt in overlapping bursts, with rounds streaking past the bomber. Narrator: [fast, intense] The German fighters scream in. Their wings light up with flashes, yellow and orange. Machine guns and twenty-millimeter cannons, all firing at once.

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Escort Vanishes as the Swarm Attacks

Nov 11, 2026