doin'.
The building's perimeter's
covered. No exits.
There's nearly 200 men
out there and a lot of M16s!
You did everything to make
this private war happen.
You've done enough damage!
This mission is over, Rambo.
Do you understand me?
This mission is over!
Look at 'em out there.
Look at 'em!
If you won't end this
happen, they'll kill you!
Is that what you want?
It's over, Johnny. It's OVER!
Nothing is over! Nothing!
You just don't turn it off!
It wasn't my war. You
asked me, I didn't ask you!
And I did what I had to do to win,
but someone wouldn't let us win.
And I come back to
the world, and I see all
those maggots at the
airport, protestin' me, spittin'.
Callin' me baby killer
and all kinds of vile crap!
Who are they to protest
me, huh? Who are they?
Unless they've been me and been there,
and know what the
hell they're yellin' about?
It was a bad time for everyone,
Rambo. It's all in the past now.
FOR YOU! For me,
civilian life is nothing.
In the field, we had a code of honor.
You watch my back, I watch
yours. Back here, there's nothing!
You're the last 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...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