The Position of the Catholic Church in the Class War.

[Jan Klimkowski]

Before Brando and Coppola stopped the filming in the jungle and wrote the Kurtz scenes as we now know them, there was a John Milius-inspired Apocalypse Now script:

245 INT. HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT

Willard stands there, holding the morphine needle in his
hand.

KURTZ
Look into the jungle. You can't --
it's too terrible. You have to
smear yourself with warpaint to
look at it -- you have to be a
cannibal.
(whispered)
That's why warpaint was invented.
Then it becomes your jungle.

Willard shoots himself in the arm with the morphine.

WILLARD
How did we get here?

KURTZ
Because of all the things we do,
the thing we do best -- is lie.

WILLARD
I think think a lie stinks.

KURTZ
Oh Captain, that is so true.

WILLARD
Stinks. I could never figure --
(he drinks from
the canteen)
I could never figure how they
can teach boys how to bomb villages
with napalm -- and not let them
write the word 'fuck' on their
airplanes.

Willard drinks more of the LSD water.

KURTZ
(angrily)
You could never figure it because
it doesn't make sense.

WILLARD
Fuck no.

KURTZ
I'll tell you what makes sense !
Air strikes ! White Phosphorus !
Napalm ! We'll bomb the shit out
of them if they don't do what
we want.

WILLARD
We'll exterminate the fuckers !

Chef steps into the Headquarters -- he is terrified.
He draws his bayonet.

CHEF
Captain -- kill him.

KURTZ
Think of it -- for years, millions
of years, savages with pathetic
painted faces were scared shitless
that fire would rain down from
the sky. And goddamn, we made
it happen. God bless Dow !

CHEF
Kill him !

Chef rushes at Kurtz with his bayonet -- instinctively,
Willard GUNS him -- then there is additional automatic
FIRE. Chef is being riddled by bullets.


246 VIEW ON LANCE

He has let loose with his M-16 at Chef, like some sort
of mindless, programmed killer.

LANCE
(FIRING)
Hot damn !

Then hes tops -- Chef falls to the dirt -- there is an
instant of silence, then:


247 EXT. OF THE TEMPLE AT NU MUNG BA - NIGHT

The DOORS begin LIGHT MY FIRE , loud and overwhelming,
as illuminating flares light up the blackness.

http://www.dailyscript.com/scripts/apocolypse.html