SCENE ONE: DELTA COMPANY
A young soldier, PRIVATE DOUGLAS SALVERON, is discovered putting on his boots.
CSM JACK KIRBY enters. He is a very tall, heavily built man of about 33. He is impressive for his size and physicality, if not a striking example of physical fitness.
JACK KIRBY: Consider the humble boot. Not your high fashion boot. This sort of boot. [Flourishing a boot] Phew! This is a blokeâs boot. A working boot. This boot has been subject to considerable strain and stress. This boot is Army Issue circa 1966.
Now. Consider the youthful male. They vary. We know.
More SOLDIERS are discovered. This is Delta Company 6RAR, early 1966.
But, by and largeâin a simpler time. What doâdidâmostâboys want? Most boys want to be men. Most boys I knew wanted to be Hercules, to be flung up in the stars, to be immortalised for their strength and courage, for their young, male glory. Me, too. When I was still âJohnnieâ. Before I was âJackâ!
Careful what you wish for, eh?
Enoggera, Queensland, 1966. Delta Company 6RAR.
MAJOR HARRY SMITH, OC Delta Company, enters.
Hup!
The SOLDIERS stand to attention.
H. SMITH: Before we go to Vietnam the CO calls me in andâ
TOWNSEND: Ah. Major Smith.
H. SMITH: Colonel Townsend.
TOWNSEND waits.
Sir.
TOWNSEND: Thereâs a problem, Major Smith.
H. SMITH: Sir?
TOWNSEND: Loyalty.
H. SMITH: Loyalty?
TOWNSEND: Yes. The problem isâI think youâre being disloyal to the battalion, Major Smith.
H. SMITH: Uh. How, sir?
TOWNSEND: To be specific. You do things your own way, Smith.
H. SMITH: To beâ?
TOWNSEND: Specific. Yes. Running your company five extra kilometres every morning? In boots. With packs on. Your own camouflaged jungle hats? It uhâupsetsâthe rest of the battalion, Major Smith.
H. SMITH: Well, how I run my company is not their problem. Is it?
TOWNSEND: Isnât it?
H. SMITH: Vietnam. Wonât be a battalion war. Sir. Itâll be a company war. And I am the Commander of Delta Company 6RAR, and I have the right, surely, to train my people the way I want to.
Beat.
Sir.
TOWNSEND turns away as in: âDismissedâ. H. SMITH salutes.
KIRBY: Major Smithâs known, though not to his face, as âHarry the Rat-Catcherâ. Goes back to a dark night in Malaya when he surprised a group of reprobate soldiers heâd had his eye on with the words, âGot you, you rats!â
A bit of business between KIRBY and H. SMITH. H. SMITH turns back towards his company. They stand at ready.
Thereâs this exercise towards the end of the training period in Australia. Called Foxhole.
SOLDIER G: Delta Companyâs been set a thirty-five-kilometre trek to be done in two days.
SOLDIER A: Major Smith initiates a little subterfuge to reduce the length of the march, though Delta still cover more ground than the rest of the battalion. âUsing his ingenuityâ, Major Smith calls it.
KIRBY: And thatâs when we pick up ⌠this little ditty.
They all sing the first verse and chorus of Lee Hazlewoodâs âThese Boots Are Made For Walkingâ, the Delta Company trademark.
SHARP: In the next part of the exercise, when it looks like Delta Company is going to romp it in, the Battalion Commander /
Colonel Townsendâ
KIRBY: / Colonel Townsend.
SHARP: âchanges the orders to augment the degree of difficulty. By the COâs calculations, Delta wonât make it. By Major Smithâs calculations itâs a stretch, but Delta Company is by nowâalmostâas fit as their Company Commander, and he thinks we bloody well can. / And we do!
SABBEN, KIRBY and SOLDIERS: [together] / And we do!
They all loudly sing a chorus of âThese Boots Are Made For Walkingâ.
KIRBY: You could say ⌠company morale ⌠is good?
SOLDIER I: I am eighteen, and the Vietnam War is about to start. And I think, uh well, just for excitement. I just want to do something thatâs different. And Iâll justâgo to Vietnamâthat sounds like a plan. I know about Indo-China. I think thatâs a very exotic name. I know they have changed it to âVietnamâ. So I know where it is, I know th...