Napalm, boy -- nothing else in
the world smells like that --
KILGORE
(continuing; nostalgically)
I love the smell of napalm in
the morning.
One time we had a hill bombed
for 12 hours. I walked up it
when it was all over; we didn't
find one of 'em ... not one
stinking gook body. They
slipped out in the night -- but
the smell -- that gasoline smell
-- the whole hill -- it smelled
like ...
(pause)
victory...
He looks off nostalgically.
You know, some day this war's
gonna end..
Sunday, May 29, 2011
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