Apocalypse Now – Adult Males – Dramatic

“How about a drink?” from the film “Apocalypse.” A captain and Willaird converse in a bar in Saigon. It turns out the captain is with the agency, and Willaird has no choice but to go on the mission. Ideal for Adult Males in their 40s-50s. 1-2 Mins.

Written By: John Milius and Francis Ford Coppola

CAPTAIN and WILLARD:

Not much in this place — a bar, linoleum flooring, a few

tables and chairs, and a juke box. The lounge is fairly

crowded. Willard takes off his cap and walks quietly

past the soldiers at the bar. Some of them, catching

sight of his ribbons, stop talking as he moves by.

An INFANTRY CAPTAIN enters the bar, buys a couple of

drinks and approaches Willard’s table.

               CAPTAIN

        How about a drink ?

               WILLARD

        Sure, thanks.

He sits down at the table with the drinks.

               CAPTAIN

        Winning the war by yourself.

               WILLARD

            (he calls for the waiter)

        Part.

               CAPTAIN

        Which part is that ?

               WILLARD

        My part.

            (TO THE WAITER)

        Beer, with ice and water.

               CAPTAIN

        That’s good gin.

               WILLARD

        I’m sure it is, but I had hepatitis.

               CAPTAIN

        Delta ?

               WILLARD

        No.

               CAPTAIN

        North ?

               WILLARD

        Yeah. Way north.

               CAPTAIN

        What unit were you with ?

               WILLARD

        None.

               CAPTAIN

       Rangers, eh?

                WILLARD

        Sort of.

The JUKE BOX starts BLARING. Annoyed , Willard looks over

his shoulder.

               CAPTAIN

        Were you Longe Range Recon —

               WILLARD

        No — I worked too far north for

        LRRP.

He reaches into his shirt pocket for a cigarette, and the

Captain leans over the table to light it for him. Willard

notices the CIVILIAN on the street has glanced in the bar,

then enters and sits down at a table by the doorway.

               CAPTAIN

        That’s quite an array of ribbons…

               WILLARD

        Let’s talk about you.

               CAPTAIN

        I was an FO for the 25th.

               WILLARD

        Tracks ?

               CAPTAIN

        Yeah.

               WILLARD

        Fat. That’s real fat.

               CAPTAIN

       Sometimes.

               WILLARD

        At least you always have enough

        water. How many gallons does

        each one of those damn things

        carry ?

               CAPTAIN

        Thirty — sometimes fifty.

               WILLARD

        You know, I can remember once,

        getting back below the DMZ — and

        the first Americans we ran into

        were a track squadron. I just

       couldn’t believe how much water

        they had. We’d been chewing

        bamboo shoots for almost a week,

        and before that, for two weeks,

        we’d been drinking anything —

        rain water, river shit, stuff

        right out of the paddies. And

        there were these guys standing

        by their trucks spilling water

        all over. I could’ve killed them.

            (solemnly)

        I swear to God I would have, too,

        if …

               CAPTAIN

        I didn’t know we had units up

        there in North Vietnam.

               WILLARD

        We do.

               CAPTAIN

        How long were you up there ?

               WILLARD

        A long time.

               CAPTAIN

        A year ? Waiter another beer.

               WILLARD

        I go up on missions. Listen

       Captain, buy me all the beer

        you want, but you better tell

        that asshole over there you’re

        not going to find out anymore

        about me.

Willard glances over his shoulder and indicates the

Civilian. The Civilian is given a sign by the Captain.

He rises and comes over to the bar.

               WILLARD

            (continuing)

        What do you want ?

               CAPTIAN

            (indicating the Army jeep)

        If you’re B.L. Willard, 4th Recon

        Group, we’d like you to come with

        us.

               WILLARD

        Whose orders ?

               CAPTAIN

       Headquarters 11 Corps — 405th

        A.S.A Battalion — S-2 —

        Com-Sec — Intelligence —

        Nha Trang.

               WILLARD

        Who are you ?

               CAPTAIN

        The agency.

Willard looks at the Civilian a moment, and then walks

roght out toward the jeep without saying another word.

The Civilian follows.

 

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