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Ertu með transcript af First Blood mónólógus? Forvitinn.

"During this fight, I've seen a lot of changing, in the way you feel about me, and in the way I feel about you. In here, there were two guys killing each other, but I guess that's better than twenty million. I guess what I'm trying to say, is that if I can change, and you can change, everybody can change!"

Ári eftir að Rocky mælti þessi orð í Moskvu voru svo Reagan og Gorbatsjov mættir í Höfða í gríðarlegum böddífílíng. Augljóst mál.

Voila! Falleg ræða þar sem koma við sögu heimskir hippar og sundurtættir félagar. Framsögu leikarans er hins vegar svo ábótavant að æi meðförum hans skylst varla stakt orð:

lt's over, Johnny. lt's over!

Nothing is over! Nothing! You can't just switch it off!
lt wasn't my war. You asked me, l didn't ask you!
l did everything to win, but someone didn't let us win.
And at home at the airport those maggots were protesting.
They spat at me, called me a baby murderer and shit like that!
Why protest against me, when they weren't there, didn't experience it?
lt was hard, but it's in the past.
For you! Civilian life means nothing to me. There we had a code of honor.
You watch my back, l watch yours. Here there's nothing!
You're the last of an elite troop, don't end it like this.
There l flew helicopters, drove tanks, had equipment worth millions.
Here l can't even work parking!
Where is everybody?
l had a friend who was there for us.
There were all these guys. There were all these great guys!
My friends!
Here there's nothing! D'you remember Dan Forest?
He wore a black headband. He had found magic markers,
That he sent to Las Vegas, because we'd always talked about that.
About the Chevy Convertible we wanted to drive until the tires fell off.
ln one of these barns a kid came to us with a kind of shoe cleaning box.
''Shine?''
He kept on asking. Joe said yes.
l went to get a couple of beers. The box was wired. He opened it...
There were body parts flying everywhere.
He lay there and screamed... l have all these pieces of him on me!
Just like that. l try to get him off me, my friend! l'm covered with him!
Blood everywhere and so... l try to hold him together,
But the entrails keep coming out!
And nobody would help!
He just said: ''l want to go home!'' And called my name.
''l want to go home, Johnny! l want to drive my Chevy!
But l couldn't find his legs.
''l can't find your legs!''
l can't get it out of my head. lt's seven years ago.
l see it every day.
Sometimes l wake up and don't know where l am. l don't talk to anyone.
Sometimes all day long.
Sometimes a week.
l can't get it out of my head.

Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It is a very mean and nasty place and it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't how hard you hit; it's about how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward. How much you can take, and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done. Now, if you know what you're worth, then go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hit, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you are because of him, or her, or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain't you. You're better than that!

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