Apocalypse Now Page #4
DISSOLVE TO :
17 VIEW ON THE BOAT - PROCEEDING UP THE COAST
The Chief is at the helm -- Willard approaches him.
CHIEF:
The Delta closes off to us about
ten miles out of Hau Fat. We'll
be able to pick up some supplies --
bit I think there are only two
points we can draw enough water
to get into the Nung River. It's
all Charlie's turf from there on
out.
WILLARD:
We're gonna have some help to
get in the river. You know
these waters, Chief ?
CHIEF:
'Bout six months ago I took a man
up to Lo Mung Bridge. He was
regular Army too. Shot himself
in the head. I brought his body
back down.
WILLARD:
Shot himself. What for ?
CHIEF:
Beats me -- the sun was too much
for him, or the mud. Who knows ?
Pause, looking at Willard.
Suddenly, his attention is diverted -- there is a slow
buffeting, as if the air around them is being sucked out
and replaced quickly. The boat shakes slightly. There
is a distant ROLLING NOISE like interrupted thunder. All
the men have stopped whatever they're doing -- stand up
and look out toward the shore and the green jungle hills
beyond. The buffeting and NOISE CONTINUES -- they all
stand silently -- suddenly it stops.
WILLARD:
Arch light.
CHEF:
I hate that -- Every time I hear
happens.
CHIEF:
Anybody see some smoke ?
CLEAN:
Too far inland.
LANCE:
There they are.
He points up to the sky.
Way up -- past any clouds and barely discernible, we SEE
the black silhouttes of four B-52 bombers, their vapor
trails streaming white against the dark blue sky.
CLEAN:
Charlie don't ever hear 'em. Not
till it's too late -- don't have
to hit you neither, concussion'll
do it for a quarter mile or better.
Burst your ears -- suck the air
outta your lungs.
They are looking up. Willard sits down, unconcerned.
He takes out the dossier given him by ComSec. He
flips through the letters and other documents.
WILLARD (V.O.)
The dossier on A detachment had
letters from Kurtz' wife and the
wives and families of his men.
All asking where to send future
mail, understanding the necessery
silence due to the nature of
their work -- None of the men had
written home in half a year.
Occasionally, in the b.g., we FEEL the terrifying buffeting
of the distant B-52 BOMBING.
studying, examining a report.
22 MONTAGE - PICTURES OF KURTZ
Kurtz' face evolves through the various stages of his
career as represented in the pictures in the dossier,
WILLARD (V.O.)
dedicated and well-disciplined
spirit. He is a fine officer,
combining military efficiency --
with a broad background in the
Humanities, the Arts and Sciences ...
Another picture of Kurtz in Germany, standing next to the
161st Petroleum Supply Group sign.
WILLARD (V.O.)
(continuing)
... He views his military career
as the dedication of his talents
to bringing our values and way of
life to those darker, less
fortunate areas in the world.
A SHOT of Kurtz at jump school.
WILLARD (V.O.)
(continuing)
... I feel Captain Kurtz' request
for Special Forces training is
highly unusual in regard to his
past humanitarian concerns, and
his somewhat liberal politics,
though I can see no reason to
deny it.
A CLOSE SHOT of Kurtz with Green Beret on in the Vietnam
jungle. His face is blank and vacant.
WILLARD (V.O.)
(continuing)
... We feel Major Kurtz' need to
bring a sense of Western culture
to the backward peoples of these
areas will be of use in
accordance with our 'Vietnamization'
programs ...
MOVE IN TO Kurtz' empty eyes until the photograph is just
DISSOLVE TO :
23 EXT. HAU FAT - AN ADVANCE STAGING AREA
WILLARD (V.O.)
One day later we came to an
advanced staging area along the
coast. This was our last chance
to pick up supplies before
approaching the mouth of the
Nung River.
The VIEW OF THE COASTLINE leading up along the long load-
ing docks at Hau Fat, an advance staging area for opera-
tions "Brute Force" and "Mailed Fist."
Everywhere are tents -- oil drums -- sandbagged bunkers --
helicopters -- tanks -- guns -- men. Nobody builds
advanced staging areas like the Americans.
As the P.B.R. approaches the docking area, Lance notices
something.
LANCE:
Hey.
They look as a Chris-craft speeds by pulling a fancy water-
skier who waves as he slaloms by. The men just look at
one another.
The P.B.R. pulls in -- the men scan the busy surroundings.
CHIEF:
Lance -- I want you to go with the
Captain an' get three extra drums
of fuel and maybe scrounge some
more 50 caliber.
LANCE:
Yeah -- look at those uniforms.
25 FULL SHOT - PARADE GROUNDS - TROOPS
A platoon drills in the hot, lazy sun; they are clean and
pale, in contrast to Lance and the others, just off the
airplane.
CHIEF:
Poor bastards, have a long year
to go.
The troops turn and march TOWARD US with six weeks of
Advanced Infantry Training to back them up.
26 FULL SHOT - DOCK - P.B.R. - CREW
They are tying up at the dock -- a young SERGEANT is fill-
ing cut papers concerning them and talking with Willard.
SERGEANT:
I don't know anything about these
papers, sir.
WILLARD:
They're in order -- it's perfectly
clean -- just check with ComSec-
Intel like I said.
SERGEANT:
Well, you know I don't have the
priority to do that, sir. It
says here not to contact Com-Sec-
Int. Who's your commanding
officer ?
WILLARD:
Right now -- I am.
SERGEANT:
Well who the hell verifies that ?
WILLARD:
I do.
He signs it quickly, leaving the Sergeant totally confused.
CHIEF:
No sh*t -- what's all the activity
for around here ?
SERGEANT:
The show --
WILLARD:
What show ?
SERGEANT:
Big show in the parade grounds
this noon -- some boss stuff --
WILLARD:
This -- Bob Hope or the like --
SERGEANT:
No sir, I think -- this'll be a
little bit different --
CHIEF:
Where's it gonna be ?
He points --
27 FULL SHOT - PARADE GROUNDS - PEDESTAL
A large, well-built pedestal has been erected -- this is
surrounded by a deep moat filled with punji stakes and
garnished with concertina wire. It is empty --
DISSOLVE TO :
28 FULL SHOT - PARADE GROUNDS - TROOPS
The entire area around the pedestal and right up to the
wire is mobbed with seething American fighting men. Some
of these boys have just gotten here -- others have been in
the jungle for months. All have one thing in common, to
see and if possible grab an American girl. Their need far
surpasses that of the run-of-the-mill rapist, pervert,
or child-molester. To counter their need of course are
the moat, punji stakes and barbed wire -- but implementing
this are seven "riot control positions" equipped with the
lastest in teargas launchers, attack-trained German shep-
herds and assorted psychological warfare aides. Even so
armed, the great mass of wild men are right up to the wire.
29 FORWARD AREA
jammed in the crowd
CHEF:
It's really too much -- I mean
I've collected every picture of
her since she was Miss December.
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