of an elite
group... don't end it like this.
Back there I could fly a
gunship, I could drive a tank,
I was in charge of a
million dollar equipment!
Back here, I can't even
hold a job parking cars!
Where is everybody?
I had a friend, who
was in the Air Force.
There were all these guys, man.
Back there were all these fuckin guys!
Who were my friends!
Back here, there's nothing!
Remember Dan Forest?
Wore this black headband.
I took one of his magic
markers, and I said:
"If found, you mail this to Las Vegas",
'cause we were always
talkin' about Vegas,
and this fuckin' car. This so
great '58 Chevy convertible!
He was talkin' about his car,
he said we'd get cruised
till the tires fell off!
We were in this bar in
Saigon, and this kid comes up,
this kid carrying a shoe shine box.
And there, he says:
"Shine please, shine!"
I said no, and he kept askin',
yeah, and Joe would say 'yeah'.
And... I went to get a couple of beers.
And the box was wired.
He opened up the box...
Fucking blew his
body all over the place.
He's laying there and
he's fucking screaming,
there's pieces of him all over me!
And I'm trying to pull them off, you
know... my friend! It's all over me!
I got blood and everything and...
I'm trying to hold him
together, I put him together
the fucking entrails keep coming out!
And nobody would help!
He's saying, sayin', "I want to
go home!" just calling my name.
"I wanna go home, Johnny,
I wanna drive my Chevy!"
I said: "Why I can't
find your fuckin' legs. "
"I can't find your legs!"
I can't get it out of my
head. It was seven years.
Every day it hurts.
Sometimes I wake up and don't know
where I am. I don't talk to anybody.
Sometimes a day.
Sometimes a week.
I can't put it outta my mind...
Subtitle by Snitch Company®Excuse me, can you tell me this
where Delmare Berry lives?
He ain't here.
Go on inside.
He's a friend of mine, he wrote
this address down, right here.
Here.
You can see that's Delmare's writing.
I sure had a hard time finding this place.
- That's his writin'.
- Like I said, he's a friend.
My name is John Rambo.
We served on the same team together in 'Nam.
I don't know if he ever talked about me.
I've got a picture of us together.
Somewhere.
This junk in my pocket!
Here... here it is.
That's me, that's Danforth,
Westmore, Bronson, Ortega,
and there's Delmare, right in the back.
Had to put him in the back because he's so big...
if we didn't, he'd take up the whole picture.
- Delmare's gone.
- What time will he be back?
- He died.
What?
Died last summer.
Died how?
Cancer. Brought it back from 'Nam.
All that orange stuff
they spread it around.
Cut him down to nothing.
I could lift him off the sheets.
I'm very sorry.
Morning Amy! How are you doing, girls?
- Great, thanks. - Alright this morning?
- Andy!
- Howdy, Will!
Good morning, Dave. - Hi, Sheriff.
- Gonna take a bath this week?
Morning!
You visiting someone around here?
No.
You know, wearing that flag on your jacket,
looking the way you do...
You're asking for trouble around here, friend.
- Headed north or south?
- North.
Jump in, I'll make sure you're
headed in the right direction.
- Where you heading?
- Portland.
Portland's is South, you said you were headed North.
You got some place I can eat around here?
There's a diner about 30 miles up the highway.
- Is there a law against me getting something to eat here?
- Yeah, me.
Why are you pushing me?
What did you say?
I said why are you pushing me,
I haven't done anything to you.
First of all, you don't ask the questions
around here, I do. Understand?
Secondly, we don't want guys like you in this town.
Drifters.
First thing you know we got a whole bunch
of guys like you in this town. That's why!
Besides, you wouldn't like it here,
This is a quiet little town.
In fact you might say it's boring.
But that's the way we like it.
And I get paid to keep it that way.
Boring.
Portland,