Deer Hunter

CAMERA HOLDS ON NICK as he turns out of the line and heads
for the exit under a long row of CLOCKS.
EXT. BUSY STREET - SAIGON - DAY
NICK comes along the sidewalk in a CROWD OF PEDESTRIANS. He
is drunk and he moves aimlessly, as if he had been drifting
along for hours. As he comes to a stop, staring at a SOUTH
VIETNAMESE who has lost both legs, he fumbles in his pocket
for a pint of whiskey, empties the bottle and drops it in the
gutter. Suddenly, across the street, something catches his
eye.
NICK
(calling)
Sal...! Sal!!!
NICK throws himself into the traffic, headlong, without even
looking.
Vehicles swerve and screech to a stop. NICK dodges between
them, gains the sidewalk on the other side and claps his hand
on the back of a passing SOLDIER. The SOLDIER turns. It is
not SAL at all and the resemblance is not even close.