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...Excuse me, can you tell me
this, where Delmare Berry lives?
He ain't here.
Go on inside, baby.
He's a friend of mine...
Well in fact, he wrote his
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.
We 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
couldn't lift him off the sheet.
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...you visiting someone around here?
No.
You know, wearing that flag on that
jacket, looking the way you do...
you're askin' for
trouble around here, friend!
- Headed North or South?
- North.
Jump in, I'll make sure you
head in the right direction, huh!
- Where you heading?
- Portland.
Portland 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 pushin' me?
What did you say?
l 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...
It's 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, straight ahead!
If you want some friendly advice...
Get your hair cut and take a bath.
You wouldn't get hassled so much!
Hope this ride helped you out!
Have a nice day, huh!
Where the hell do
you think you're going?
Hey, I'm talkin' to you, goddammit!
Let's see some I.D.!
All right, you're under arrest!
You hear me? You put
your hands on the car.
Now you put your hands on
the car, and you spread'