Open Your Eyes Script
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes.
Why tell me that dream?
You said I could tell you
whatever I wanted.
All right. Anything else you
should tell me before we start?
Nothing you dont know.
I was about to turn .
I liked eating, sleeping,
making love, like everyone.
And
As the C-130 coasts to a stop, the hatch rotating down on a hot, dusty lifeless airstrip somewhere in Vietnam. Nothing seems to live or move in the midday sun.
TITLES RUN
A DOZEN NEW RECRUITS step off the plane, unloading their duffel bags, looking around like only the new can look around, their hair regulation-clipped, crisp, new green fatigues fitting them like cardboard.
CHRIS TAYLOR is just a