Apocalypse Now Redux Page #39

CHEF:

They're so f***ing spaced out,

they wouldn't even know it. I

ain't afraid of all them f***ing

skulls and altars and sh*t! I

used to think that if I died in an

evil place, then my soul wouldn't

make it to heaven. But now...f***.

I don't care where it goes, as

long as it ain't here. So what do

you want to do? I'll kill the

f***.

WILLARD:

(picks up the map)

No, no. I'm gonna need you to

wait here, Chef. I'll go up with

Lance and scrounge around, check

the place out, see if I can find

the colonel, okay?

CHEF:

But what do you want me to do?

Damnit.

Willard picks up a field radio and hands it to Chef, Chef

looks at it.

WILLARD:

Here, you take the radio, and if I

don't get back by 22:00 hours, you

call in the air strike.

Chef stares at him.

CHEF:

Air strike?

WILLARD:

The code is "Almighty," coordinates

zero-nine-two-six-four-seven-one-

two. It's all in there.

He hands the map to Chef.

EXT. KURTZ COMPOUND - DAY

Willard and Lance walk through the temple grounds in the

rain. Willard is gradually surrounded by more and more

native soldiers.

WILLARD (V.O.)

Everything I saw told me that Kurtz

had gone insane. The place was

full of bodies. North Vietnamese,

Vietcong, Cambodians...If I was

still alive, it was because he

wanted me that way.

The soldiers close in on him, pick him up, and turn him

upside down, rolling him in the mud.

LOW ANGLE ON LANCE

He is slowly walking among passing natives. He is oblivious

to what is happening to Willard.

MED. SHOT - WILLARD

Being turned in mud by the natives.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. KURTZ HEADQUARTERS - DAY

Willard, hands tied behind his back, is guided down a long

corridor, followed by two Montagnards, both armed.

WILLARD (V.O.)

It smelled like slow death in there.

Malaria and nightmares. This was

the end of the river, all right.

They turn into the main room. The natives indicate for

Willard to kneel down on the floor. The CAMERA MOVES,

REVEALING KURTZ lying in shadow on a bed. We will SEE him

only in darkness and shadow throughout the scene.

KURTZ:

Where you from, Willard?

WILLARD:

I'm from Ohio, sir.

KURTZ:

Were you born there?

WILLARD:

Yes, sire.

KURTZ:

Whereabouts?

WILLARD:

Toledo, sir.

KURTZ:

How far are you from the river?

WILLARD:

The Ohio River, sir? About two

hundred miles.

KURTZ:

I went down that river once when I

was a kid. There's a place in the

river, I can't remember...must

have been a gardenia plantation,

or a flower plantation at one time.

It's all wild and overgrown now.

But for about five miles, you'd

think that heaven just fell on the

earth, in the form of gardenias.

Kurtz reaches down and picks up a bowl full of water. He

splashes water on his face and head.

KURTZ:

Have you ever considered, any real

freedoms? Freedoms from the

opinions of others. Even the

opinions of yourself. Did they

say why, Willard? Why they wanted

to terminate my command?

WILLARD:

I was sent on a classified mission,

sir.

KURTZ:

Its no longer classified, is it.

What did they tell you?

WILLARD:

They told me, that you had

gone...totally insane. And that

your methods were unsound.

KURTZ:

Are my methods unsound?

WILLARD:

I don't see any method at all,

sir.

KURTZ:

I expected someone like you. What

did you expect? Are you an

assassin?

WILLARD:

I'm a soldier.

We finally SEE KURTZ'S FACE.

KURTZ:

You're neither. You're an errand

boy, sent by grocery clerks, to

collect a bill.

EXT. KURTZ COMPOUND - TRAIL UP FROM RIVER - DAY

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