Rambo: First Blood Part II

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 couldn't 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?

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,

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, 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?

I'm talking to you, goddammit!

Let's see some l.D.!

All right, you're under arrest!

Put your hands on the car.

You put your hands on the car,

and you spread them.

You're going to put your hands on that car,

How you do it you decide, right now!

Legs back.

Back!

You try to be nice to some people!

Well, what do we have here?

- What would you be carrying a knife like this?

- Hunting.

Don't be a wise guy!

What do you hunt with a knife?

- Name it.

Hi, Will.

- Lester.

Buzz us in, will ya.

- Hey, talk about your sorry looking humanity.

Just another smartass drifter.

Morning, Arthur.

- Morning, Will. What do you got?

I want you to book this gentleman for vagrancy,

resisting arrest carrying a concealing weapon.

- He says he uses it for hunting.

- Huntin'? what do you hunt, elephants?

see if you can clean him up a little.

Smells like an animal.

Hey, Mitch.

- Escort this young man downstairs.

- Yes sir, Mr. Galt. Right this way, partner.

OK, here we go.

You know it looks like it'll take

old Leroy 10 years to paint this hall

- Why don't you paint it your damned self!!

Leroy, sling that paint, boy.

- Mr. Ward,

Take these.

- Thank you.

Name?

Your name

If you're looking for trouble,

you came to the right place, buddy!

Wait.

You got three seconds before I break your face in.

He means it.

Yeah, I do.

What do you know about that.

Old Harry here is a soldier

Rambo.

John J?

You're gonna talk to me.

I promise you're gonna talk to me, soldier.

I'm starting to dislike you.

A lot.

I'm gonna run a make on him.

Put his name in the Teletype.

Just roll it across.

Roll it across!

- Push it.

- It won't work that way

it'll only smear. Now, roll it across!

Look, you son of a b*tch, if you don't put your

god damned hand down there, I'm gonna break it off!

Put it down, god dammit!

- What the hell's going on down here?

Nothing I can't handle

He won't let us print him well.

Leave the ink on the hand!

Just what is your problem?

As things stand right now, you're facing

the ass end of a 90 day incarceration!

Plus a 250 dollar fine which you don't

look to me like you can pay.

At 10 o'clock tomorrow morning you're going up

in front of that judge. And you think we're tough!

We're going to make you more presentable

for your courtroom appearance.

Between now and then, you can just impress

the hell out of me by doing exactly as you're told.

Clean him up.

Preston, go over there

and get that hose ready, alright?

Holy sh*t, look at this!

What the hell's he been in to?

Who gives a sh*t?

Hands above your head and turn around.

Oh Christ, we should report this to Teasle.

Look at that!

You just do what I tell you.

Galt, what the f*** was that?

The man said 'clean him up'.

Clean him up!

Hey, Preston, don't forget

to get him behind the ears!

How'd you like that, huh?

What's the matter, Mitch,

don't you like water sports?

Hurry it up, it's time for my coffee break.

Alright, sit down.

Sit down!

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