Лег около полночи, проснулся, посмотрел серию "Доктора Хауса"... и тут фраза:
"Обожаю запах гной по утрам...он пахнет как... победа!".
И тут я остановил воспроизведение...замер...где-то я это уже слышал!
А потом озарило:
"Napalm, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that. I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of them, not one stinking dink body. But the smell-- You know, that gasoline smell. The whole hill smelled like... victory."
© Apocalypse Now
"Обожаю запах гной по утрам...он пахнет как... победа!".
И тут я остановил воспроизведение...замер...где-то я это уже слышал!
А потом озарило:
"Napalm, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that. I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of them, not one stinking dink body. But the smell-- You know, that gasoline smell. The whole hill smelled like... victory."
© Apocalypse Now
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