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Full Metal Jacket Page #9
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- 2022
- 116 min
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JOKER:
How can you shoot women and children?
RAFTERMAN gags.
DOORGUNNER:
Easy. You just don't lead 'em so much.
(laughs)
Ain't war hell?
DISSOLVE TO:
63 EXT. LZ HUE--DAY
The
helicopter lands.
JOKER and RAFTERMAN jump out, duck down low
and
move away through pink smoke blown by the
rotor blades.
Marines run
by carrying wounded on stretchers.
JOKER:
(to a
sergeant)
Top, we want to get in the sh*t.
MASTER:
SERGEANT:
Down the road, two-five.
JOKER:
Two-five.
Outstanding! Thanks, Top.
DISSOLVE TO:
A:
road next to a small canal on the outskirts of
Hue.
Tanks, trucks
and marines are moving into the city
past a column of refugees heading
the other way.
JOKER and RAFTERMAN catch up to a Lieutenant,
salute
him and walk alongside.
JOKER:
Excuse me! Sir ... we're
looking for First
Platoon, Hotel two-five. I got a bro named
Cowboy there.
TOUCHDOWN:
You people one-one?
JOKER:
No, sir. We're reporters for Stars and Stripes.
TOUCHDOWN:
Stars and Stripes.
JOKER:
Yes, sir.
TOUCHDOWN:
I'm Cowboy's platoon commander. Cowboy's
just down
the road in the platoon area.
JOKER:
Oh. You mind if we
tag along, sir?
TOUCHDOWN:
No problem. Welcome aboard.
By the way, my
name's Schinoski. Walter J. Schinoski. My
people
call me Mister Touchdown. I played a
little ball for Notre Dame.
JOKER:
Notre Dame?
TOUCHDOWN:
(laughing)
Yeah.
JOKER:
All right!
TOUCHDOWN:
You
here to make Cowboy famous?
JOKER:
Ha! Never happen,
sir.
TOUCHDOWN:
Well, if you people came looking for a
story,
this is your lucky day. We got Condition Red
and we're
definitely expecting rain.
JOKER:
Outstanding, sir. We
taking care of business?
TOUCHDOWN:
Well, the N.V.A. are
dug in deep. Hotel
Company's still working this side of the river.
Street by street and house by house. Charlie's
definitely got his
sh*t together. But we're still
getting some really decent kills
here.
JOKER:
We heard some scuttlebutt, sir, about the
N.V.A. executing a lot of gook civilians.
TOUCHDOWN:
That's affirmative. I saw some bodies about
half a klick this side
of Phu Cam Canal.
JOKER:
Can you show me where, sir?
TOUCHDOWN:
Here's the canal...
65 EXT. MASS GRAVE--DAY
JOKER:
stands looking down into a large open grave
at a row of white,
lime-covered corpses.
Journalists, marines and civilians are grouped
around the grave.
A work detail leans on their shovels, their faces
covered with bandanas against the stench.
JOKER:
(voice over)
The dead have been covered with lime. The
dead
only know one thing. It is better to be
alive.
JOKER approaches a
young lieutenant-- CLEVES.
JOKER:
Excuse me. Good
morning, Lieutenant.
LT. CLEVES
Good morning.
JOKER:
I make it twenty. Is that the official body
count, sir?
LT. CLEVES
(sharply)
What outfit are you men with?
JOKER:
Sir, we're reporters from Stars and Stripes.
LT.
CLEVES:
(warms up)
Oh, I see.
JOKER:
I'm
Sergeant Joker and this photographer's
Rafterman.
RAFTERMAN:
starts shooting pictures of the
Lieutenant.
LT. CLEVES
I'm Lieutenant Cleves. I'm from Hartford,
Connecticut.
JOKER:
Have you got a body count, sir?
LT. CLEVES
We think it's twenty.
JOKER:
Do you know how it
happened, sir?
LT. CLEVES
Well, it seems the N.V.A.
came in with a list
of gook names. Government officials,
policemen, ARVN officers, schoolteachers.
They went around their
houses real polite and
asked them to report the next day for
political
re-education. Everybody who turned up got
shot. Some
they buried alive.
A marine COLONEL who has been watching JOKER
turns from the group arourzd the grave and strides
attention.
COLONEL:
Marine !
LT. CLEVES
Colonel.
COLONEL:
Marine, what is that button on your
body
armor?
JOKER:
A peace symbol, sir.
COLONEL:
Where'd you get it?
JOKER:
I don't
remember, sir.
COLONEL:
What is that you've got written
on your
helmet?
JOKER:
"Born to Kill," sir.
COLONEL:
You write "Born to Kill" on your helmet and
you wear a
peace button. What's that
supposed to be, some kind of sick joke?!
JOKER:
No, sir.
COLONEL:
You'd better get your head
and your ass wired
together, or I will take a giant sh*t on you!
JOKER:
Yes, sir.
COLONEL:
you'll be standing
tall before the man.
JOKER:
I:
think I was trying to suggest something
about the duality of man,
sir.
COLONEL:
The what?
JOKER:
The
duality of man. The Jungian thing, sir.
COLONEL:
Whose
side are you on, son?
JOKER:
Our side, sir.
COLONEL:
Don't you love your country?
JOKER:
Yes,
sir.
COLONEL:
Then how about getting with the program?
Why don't you jump on the team and come
on in for the big win?
JOKER:
Yes, sir!
COLONEL:
Son, all I've ever asked
of my marines is that
they obey my orders as they would the word
of God. We are here to help the Vietnamese,
because inside every
gook there is an
American trying to get out. It's a hardball
world, son. We've gotta keep our heads until
over.
JOKER:
Aye-aye, sir.
DISSOLVE TO:
66 EXT.
FIELD--DAY
JOKER and RAFTERMAN Walk through a field
toward a pagoda.
67 EXT. PAGODA--DAY
Marines are moving supplies. Some men are rest
ing on the ground. A helicopter flies overhead.
Music:
Sam the Sham's"Wooly Bully."
JOKER:
Hey, bro, we're looking for First
Platoon,
Hotel two-five.
MARINE:
Around the back.
JOKER and RAFTERMAN lualk to the back of the
building.
JOKER:
(to another marine)
First Platoon?
MARINE:
Yeah, through there.
68 INT. PAGODA COURTYARD--DAY
Through a moon-door opening on to the pagoda
courtyard, We see COWBOY
shauing. Other marines
are sprawled around the courtyard walls.
JOKER:
Hey, Lone Ranger.
COWBOY:
Holy sh*t!
JOKER:
You old motherf***er.
COWBOY:
It's the JOKER.
JOKER:
What's happenin'?
They hug each other.
COWBOY:
you again, you
piece of sh*t!
JOKER:
(laughs)
What's happening, man?
COWBOY:
Oh, I'm
just waiting to get back to the land
of the big PX.
JOKER:
Yeah? Well, why go back? Here or there,
samey-same.
COWBOY:
Been getting any?
JOKER:
Only your sister.
COWBOY:
Well, better my sister than my mom, though
my mom's not
bad.
COWBOY leads JOKER to the center of the courtyard.
COWBOY:
This is my bro Joker from the Island. And
this is...
JOKER:
Rafterman.
COWBOY:
...Rafterman. They're from
Stars and
Stripes. They'll make you famous.
Adlibs of "All
right!"
COWBOY:
We're the Lusthog Squad. We're
life-takers
and heartbreakers.
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