ornaments out of fish-hooks."
"My new fish-hooks?" replies the father.
"I cant make ornaments out of the old ones, with dry worm guts stuck on
them."
[Humor generated from the clash of two opposing points of view, each
understandable or expressing a truth from their perspective. Kevins
behavior is appropriate from his perspective, but inappropriate from the
fathers perspective. ]
Kevins dad picks
sandals of a Vietnamese soldier, MOVING FASTER AND FASTER, only to be stopped by still another of the savage-looking AMERICANS with primitive ornamentation, wearing only a loin-cloth and green beret. He opens his flame-thrower directly ON US and the NVA soldier and we are incinerated in flame, bright psychedelic orange-red flame. Outrageous, loud, electric ROCK MUSIC OVERWHELMS the SOUNDTRACK :
hangs; a neon sign flashes outside the window,
casting a red and blue haze over the premises. A dressing
room table is cluttered with dozens of bottles of nail
polish and makeup, and garish clothing and flashy jewelry
are scattered everywhere.
We hear the movement of BED SPRINGS as someone sits up in
the dark.
CHRISTYS VOICE
Come on, Vince -- hold me a minute.
VINCES VOICE
Id love to. babe -- but
Hang on, Baby. Ill save you!
Roger makes a desperate leap across the kitchen for the kid.
But Baby Herman swings the door to the freezer open and Roger
disappears inside. Baby Herman grabs a cookie and swings
back, shutting the door. He climbs down and crawls out of
the kitchen. After a beat, the freezer door opens.
ROGER
now shaped like a block of ice, falls out and hits the floor.
The block SHA
ornaments - are being drilled by foul mouthed, bullying
European NCOs.
18. LT. MELVILL, young, dapper, inspects the Martini Henry
rifles of a company of
REDCOATS who are lined up near the BASUTOS. A CSM (SOT.
WILLIAMS)
stalks behind MELVILL.
ONE REDCOAT, young, thin, gangling, turns his head slightly to
peek at the
Basutos, and the swift eye of SOT. WILLIAMS detects the
disaffection. The young
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