SALMON FLYING EAST
page 32 INT. — OFFICER'S CLUB, AIR BASE, VIETNAM — LATE THAT NIGHT JACK sits at a corner table, cluttered with beer bottles. DERRICK is at the bar. He is young and enthusiastically "green." He stares at JACK. JACK ignores him. DERRICK climbs off his barstool and walks over to JACK. DERRICK Name's Derrick JACK You're new. DERRICK Yep, shipped in three days ago from— JACK I know when you shipped in. I know who you are. DERRICK Good. Good. Hope my reputation precedes me. Yours does. I've heard quite a lot about you. You three are— were…Sorry. Listen. Sorry about your friend. JACK Yeah. DERRICK It's tough. It's gotta be tough. I mean, I know what you're going through. When I was a kid I had to face tragedy— JACK Look, you're not gonna tell me about when your dog died, are you? DERRICK No, I— |
