Full Metal Jacket

REPORTER

Sure.

DOC JAY

(imitating L.B.J.)

"I will not send American boys eight or ten thousand miles around the world to do a job that Asian boys oughtta be doin' for themselves."

EIGHTBALL

Personally, I think, uh... they don't really want to be involved in this war. I mean... they sort of took away our freedom and gave it to the, to the gookers, you know. But they don't want it. They'd rather be alive than free, I guess. Poor dumb bastards.

COWBOY

Well, the ones I'm... I'm fighting at are some pretty bad boys. I'm not real keen on... some of these fellows that are... supposed to be on our side. I keep meeting'em coming the other way. Yeah.

DONLON

I mean, we're getting killed for these people and they don't even appreciate it. They think it's a big joke.

ANIMAL MOTHER

Well, if you ask me, uh, we're shooting the wrong gooks.

RAFTERMAN

Well, it depends on the situation. I mean, I'm-I'm here to take combat photos. But if the shit gets too thick, I mean, I'll go to the rifle.

ANIMAL MOTHER

What do I think about America's involvement in the war? Well, I think we should win.

COWBOY

I hate Vietnam. There's not one horse in this whole country. They don't have one horse in Vietnam. There's something basically wrong with that.

(laughs)

ANIMAL MOTHER

Well, if they'd send us more guys and maybe bomb the hell out of the North, they might, uh, they might give up.

JOKER

I wanted to see exotic Vietnam, the jewel of Southeast Asia. I wanted to meet interesting and stimulating people of an ancient culture and... kill them. I wanted to be the first kid on my block to get a confirmed kill.

EXT. WRECKED MOVIE THEATER – DAY

The marines are seated outside the theater on rows of broken movie seats.

A motor-scooter, driven by a young ARVN SOLDIER with a pretty teenage Vietnamese HOOKER sitting behind him, and pulls up in front of the Lusthog Squad.

The girl gets off slowly, swinging her hips as she walks.

Adlibs, hoots anal hollers.

COWBOY
Ten-hut!

More hoots and hollers.

COWBOY

Good morning, little schoolgirl. I'm a little schoolboy, too.

Adlibs and laughter.

COWBOY

What you got there, chief!

The girl stands facing them, hands on hips.

ARVN PIMP

Do you want number one fuckee?

Adlibs and laughter.

COWBOY

Hey, any of you boys want number one fuckee?

Adlibs.

JOKER

Oh, I'm so horny. I can't even get a piece of hand.

DONLON

Hey! Hey! Me want suckee.

ARVN PIMP

Suckee, fuckee, smoke cigarette in the pussy, she give you everything you want. Long time.

Laughter.

COWBOY

Everything you want! All right! How much there, chief!

ARVN PIMP

Fifteen dolla each.

Adlibs: "Nooooooo!"

COWBOY

Number ten. Fifteen dolla beaucoup money.

Laughter.

COWBOY

Five dolla each.

ARVN PIMP

Come on. She love you good. Boom-boom long time. Ten dolla.

COWBOY

Five dolla.

ARVN PIMP

No. Ten dolla.

COWBOY

Be glad to trade you some ARVN rifles. Never been fired and only dropped once. Laughter and derisive adlibs.

ARVN PIMP

(angry)

Okay, five dolla. You give me.

Adlibs.

COWBOY

Okay, okay!

Eightball, a black grunt, walks up to the girl.

EIGHTBALL

Let's get mounted.

HOOKER
(speaks in Vietnamese)

ARVN PIMP

(argues in Vietnamese)

EIGHTBALL

Something wrong there, chief?

ARVN PIMP

She says, uh, no boom-boom with soul brotha.

EIGHTBALL

Hey, what the mother fuck?

ARVN PIMP

She say soul brotha too boo-coo. Too boo-coo.

EIGHTBALL

Hey, what is this, man?

COWBOY

(breaking up)

I think what he's trying to tell you is that you black boys pack too much meat.

Laughter.

ARVN PIMP

Too boo-coo. Too boo-coo.

EIGHTBALL

Oh, shi-i-i-t!

(laughs)

This baby-san looks like she could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch.

Laughter.

ARVN PIMP

She say too boo-coo. Too boo-coo.

EIGHTBALL

Uh, excuse me, ma'am. Now what we have here, little yellow sister, is a magnificent...

(takes out his dick)

... specimen of pure Alabama blacksnake. But it ain't too goddamn boo-coo.

The girl looks at it.

Hoots and catcalls.

TEENAGE HOOKER

Okay. Okay. Emjee.

More hoots.

COWBOY

(mimicking Vietnamese word)

Okay! Okay! Emjee! Emjee!

Adlibs of "Emjee."

Eightball starts to lead her away.

EIGHTBALL
All right! This is my boogie!

COWBOY

Hey, we need a batting order.

Animal Mother grabs the girl's arm, Eightball holds on to the other one.

ANIMAL MOTHER
I'm going first.

EIGHTBALL

Hey, now back off, white bread. Don't get between a dog and his meat.

Animal Mother slaps Eightball on the wrist like he's a naughty boy and pushes the girl into the movie theater.

ANIMAL MOTHER

(jokingly)

All fucking niggers must fucking hang.

Adlibs of "Fuck you!" and laughter.

ANIMAL MOTHER

Hey, hey! I won't be long. I'll skip the foreplay.

FADE IN:

EXT. HUE CITY RUINS – DAY

The Lusthog Squad on patrol moves slowly in single file, fifteen yards apart, through the ruined, smouldering city.

JOKER
(voice over)

Intelligence passed the word down that during the night the N.V.A. had pulled out of our area to positions across the Perfume River. Our squad is sent on patrol to check out the report.

INT. BOMBED FACTORY – DAY

The patrol moves carefully through the gutted shell of a building. The clink of their gear as they walk sounds loud in the unnatural silence.

Crazy Earl stops to pick up a child's stuffed toy.

BANG!

The toy triggs a booby trap, blasting Crazy Earl across the room.

The squad dives for cover.

COWBOY
Face outboard and take cover! Do it!

Doc Jay scurries up to Crazy Earl, who is unconscious and gives him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

Cowboy scrambles up to them. He looks at Crazy Earl. Then Joker runs in.

DOC JAY
(stops for a second)

He ain't gonna make it.

COWBOY

(to himself)

Shit.

Cowboy doesn't know, what to do. Then he fumbles for his field radio.

COWBOY

Hotel One Actual, this is Cowboy!

Doc Jay continues the mouth-to-mouth.

COWBOY
Hotel One Actual, this is Cowboy!

MURPHY (O.S.)

Hotel One. Over

COWBOY

Murph, this is Cowboy. Craze is hit. Booby trap.