Rambo scrunches close
to the flemes, stretches out, cradles his nead on his
2mm end closes his eyes. We sense him drifting into
heli-sleep, his face reflecting the circus of his nmind.
He pertly mutters, partly sings the music in his head.
RAMBO
"Purple haze in my brain,
"Bout to drive me insane ..."
FLASHBACK - INT. NEBRASKA BAR ~- SAIGON - NIGHT 226
Jimi Hendrix' "Purple Haze" blasting from the strob-
ing JUKEBOX es a dozen Saigon beauties (mini-skirts,
shorts, tube éand tenk tops) mix it up with enlisted
men in civvies -- dancing, drinking, blowing dope --
~
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CONTINUED 226
ae ws
Subjective CAMERA PANNING faces, old men of nineteen,
sezsoned whores of sixteen before we find the pésiicu-
ler, uncommonly beeutiful Vietnamese prostitute and ~-
MATCH CUT TO:
HER £27
slowly cescending upon Ramdbo, ner rich heir felling
forward, es his hends tenderly céress end stroke and
give love, as if he were oretencing it weren't cesh
and carry.
They begin to make love and he strokes her heir...
zs he moves down to kiss her...
OMITTED 226
THT. WOURTLIN OVERERNG ~ NIGH 22¢
ambo is startlec, then instently fuerdec, es he pulis
his henés Goim from fece. The code words are familier --
even the filrereé voice. Still, he throttles the im-
pulse to responce. The static-punctuetec silence has an
unsettling effect.
TRAUTMAN'S VOICE
continuing)
This is Covey Leeder to Reven.
Talk to me, Johnny.
O¥ITTED 230
RAMBO 231
Instinct end training at work.
TRAUTM4SN'S VOICE
Covey Leader to icentify Baker teem.
Rambo -~ Messner -- Ortega --
Coletta -- Jorgensen --
Danforth -- Berry -~ Krackauer.
(beat)
Confirm? This is Colonel Tréutman,
please ecknowlecre.
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During this, Rambo's expression hes grown reflective,
his thoughts far away. Ke nods atsently as though
Trautman could see. =
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- Rambo: Are you alright? Over? --
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Not Delmar Berry -- “Berry made it.
RAMBO |
Berry's gone.
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TREUTMAN
How?
- RAMBO
Got himself kille@ in Nam and gidan't
know it. Cancer ate him Gown to the
bone. Got defoliateé with orange once
too much. Deimar ate nails, man! He
t haé muscles in his shit. fter all he
came thru...
TRAUTM!
’ I’m sorry to hear that. It's good to
hear your voice, Johnny. ‘t's been a long
time.
Rambo stanés ancé paces. The radio stays on the ground.
Rambo is Geep in his own mind.
: TRAUTMAN'S VOICE
, (continuing)
Rambo, you've done some damage here.
, But they don't want any more trouble.
. That's why I’m here. I can come up and
7 fly you the hell outta there -- just you
' ; and me. We'll work this thing out together.
Nobody's going to bother you.
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TRAUTMAN'S VOICE
- Fair enough?
. i RAMBO
Where'd you come from?
” TRAUTMAN
. (off-guard)
--.FOrt Bragg.
RAMBO
== - Tried to get in touch with you, but these
Guys at Bragg just never knew where to
find you.
TRAUTMAN
Well, they kicked me upstairs. I'm shining @ seat in Washington with my ' ess,
RAMBO
I really wanted to be a civilian, Colonel. I tried ... you have to take a lot of shit _ being a civilian. I wish I was back in Braas.
TRAUTMAN
(trying to avoid subject)
..-We'll talk about it when you come in.
RAMBO
: »~..Can't do that.
TRAUTMAN
We aren't sending you out to waste friendly civilians.
RAMBO
Friendly civilians? Here's no such thing. h&sk the sheriff if he's friendly...or the sheriffs in the last fifty towns.
; TRAUTMAN
I'm your friend, Johnny. I know you. I
‘ was there, knee deep in it with you ...the
/ piss and blood. I kept watch on your ass.
Hell, Johnny, bailing you out of trouble
f might get to be a whole life's work for me.
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RAMBO
Woulén't be any trouble except for that kincgshit cop. Teazslie stiffens ... eyes are on him. v RLMBO
(continuing)
The man kept pushin', Sir. TRAUTMAN You di€é some pushing of your own. RAMBO They drew first biood, not me. TRAUTMAN'S VOICE ! Rambo, it Goesn't matter who crew first blood. Let me come in and get you outta there, ‘ (no response) Rembo? You still reading me? Rambo is not reading him. He sits in a Gazed silence. Eis hand finds the walkie talkie and turns it off. ' HOLD on the faraway expression in his eyes before ... 232 232 thru OMITTED pao teeg 234 234 235 INT. COMMUNICATIONS TENT ~- DAY 235
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COMMENTATOR
-- umits of the Netienel Guard
in cenjunction with stete and
locel police begen infiltrating
the Tuggec, countainous terrein
eerly this corning...
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COnNt 220 237
PULL BACK to reveal the COTENTATOR being photographed
anc recorced by the team of 2 mobile unit. The mecia
hes been gren-ed access to an area on the opposite
side of the -rvad from the rielé Headcuerters. Cars,
reporters and tape recordsrs, photogrepners, and the
Mobile TV unit. Mestly they're just milling eround,
waiting for cevelepments.
COSENTATOR
(continuing)
Wnet still remains unexpleined
by locel guthorities is how and
where the former Green Beret
cam@ into pessession pi the
weapons with which he allegedly
tried to kill six policemen.
But only their skilled training
in lew enforcement techniques
saved their lives, and word has
it that tne Fugitive will be in
custocy in @ matter of hours,
TRAUTHAN 236
ris €ves ere on --
Ta55L5 Z29
stanéing elone, watching truck efter truck of Netional
Guerdsmen move past. One by one the trucks swing
away From Field Keeccuarters. Travimen cones elong-
side.
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Teasle starts to sey sScmething about that, checys him-
self.
Too much hées alre#éy been said.
TELSLE
(continuing; Turns to Trautman)
Why couldn't you guys control this Lasteré -- Now we gotta Go your Girty work. If he wes SO gooc why tne hell cid he leave the service?
TRSUTMAN
Because he wantecé to be an ordinary workadey civilian ~~ like them ~-- like you.
It catches Teasle off guard. Before he can respond --
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TREUTMAN
(continuing)
Ee's not crazy -- not in the sense you're thinking, Teasle. But he Coes have to be
stopped and I want the person
who Goss it to be someone who
understands him and goes through
his pain with him.
the rest of his drink, pours another shot.
TEASLE
What ere you covering up, Tréyimen? The mén's insane ~= I servecé with a lot of guys like this -- guys zlready on the ecge when they joined up. But you took him anywey.
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TRAUTMEN
No matter what von think, he was right for what we neeced.
TELSLE
Then you turn loose 2 guy tnat can't Go anything elise but Kill.
TRAUT MAN
Scare us the horseshit, Teasle!
t was @ matter of ‘field
expeciency’ -- Our job was
to kill. Feriod. Nothing else.
That's what Rambo was trained to
Go ané Gid exclusively for nearly
three years. He did everything
we asked of him and more. Including
spencing the last four months as a
risoner in a@v.cC. tiger cage -~
which occesionally doubled as a
letrine. But he hung tough.
He was under control. That is,
until you started him ur again.
mu
Trautman hoists his coifee.
TES4SLe
I éidn't stert anything.
TRAUTHAN
I didn't come here without any
beckerounc.
TEASLE
What beckground?
TRAUTMAN
Really gave them hell in Korea
Gidn't you?
TEASLE ;
What the hell are you doing?
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TRAUTIAN
Merine Corps Mester Sergeant
VWilirea feesle -- Purple Heart,
Bronze Stéer, exireoréinery brever
at the Chaisin Reservoir cerpaign,
ewercec tne Distinguished Service
Meéa@i -- only higher is the
Cengressionel cl Konor --
ena he got it. hrist, you're as
militery 2s he is -- thet’s how
this cata mesS Eot Started... And
for 211 your taik, I éon't believe
you've got the guts to meet him
eg2in one on one, beceuse no Detter
“what has heppened to his tind, he's
something vou could never be,
Teasle -- the best.
BASLE
.., wnat he is, is Gezé
Teasle seems @lrost on the verge of striking Treucmen,
bet insteecé turns end Doves awzy.