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1969 Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1988
- 95 min
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Whoa!
- Did you ever take driver's ed?
- A car is an expression of one's psyche.
I got a f***ed-up psyche.
(Scott) Hop in.
- Where you going?
- Well, I wasn't going anywhere.
Is there anywhere you want to go?
Guess I could go to Baylor
and see my sister.
You got it.
(radio Jingle)
With big news as it's happening
(announcer) Here's a look at
the headlines for Saturday, June 14.
Resident Nixon, meeting on Midway
with Vietnamese president Thieu,
says our boys in southeast Asia
are coming home...
All right! Yeah!
Thank you! Thank you, Lord!
Thank you, Mr Nixon.
That's bullshit.
If we're coming home,
how come I'm going over?
...resistance to US forces
in that country.
I got a brother over there.
I just got a postcard from him.
See?
He says it's not that bad if you...
...if you like the jungle and
don't mind getting shot at.
Knowing him, he's probably taken over
the place, telling everybody what to do.
Including the Vietcong.
(horn)
You know, I read that your chances
are less than your chances
of dying in a car crash.
Just shut up.
Shut the f***ing hell up.
- What?
- Please?
I'm sorry.
- She don't like the way you're driving.
- What?
- You're scaring her.
- You're kidding?
- Yeah. You're driving like a maniac!
- Sh*t. Why didn't you say? You drive.
- (hitchhiker #2) Oh, lordy.
- (girl) Oh, my God.
( "Goin' Up The Country"
by Canned Heat)
I'm going where
We can Jump in the water,
stay drunk all the time
(all) Whoa!
Can you just slow down to, like, a hundred
or something? Ralph, slow down!
Ralph, stop the f***ing car now!
- (Scott) Get out.
- (hitchhiker #1) Let me out.
- (Scott) Get out. I'll drive.
- (hitchhiker #1) Come on.
- (Ralph) What'd I do? What'd I do?
- (hitchhiker #1) You all right?
- Thanks for the ride.
- Good luck over there.
(Beth) There's something
wrong in America.
I don't know what it is,
but I'm scared.
There's something wrong
when everybody's mad at everybody else.
Something's wrong when we don't
understand what our country's doing.
When we were little kids and too young
to understand, John Kennedy said:
"Ask what you can do
for your country. "
And whom are we supposed to ask now?
President Nixon?
(man) Hear, hear.
Does he know? Does he care?
(Scott) No!
Boo!
A few weeks ago down at Barton State,
there was a fight about the war in Vietnam
and this boy fell against me, bleeding.
And now, like Lady Macbeth,
I can't seem to get the blood off.
- Try using Ajax.
- It's not funny!
My neighbour's over there.
He is my friend. I don't want him to die.
or my own brother. And for what?
To win? Is that winning, when hundreds
of American boys die week after week?
(baby starts crying)
If I were a boy, I wouldn't want to die for
something that makes people so angry.
Would you?
to destroy every organism on this planet.
Where will we be five years from now?
Or 20 years from now?
We are supposed to be the future.
This is our country. What can we do?
All right, Betho!
What's that?
Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
Take it. It's acid.
- No.
- Come on.
We'll get some high school graduates
and we'll ball 'em.
You only got three months
till you cut off your weenie. Take it.
- No!
- I took it. I took it.
- I can't believe you sometimes.
- Come on. I don't want to trip alone.
(students sing
"My Country, Tis Of Thee")
Great. Some friend you are.
From every mountainside
Let freedom ring
- Are you growing up or something?
- Maybe.
- You did good.
- Thanks. Thanks for coming.
- Excuse me, miss.
- Hey, Coach. How are you?
I just wanted to say goodbye
before you got run out of town.
Probably woke up
- What about this kid?
- Very interesting. Congratulations.
Thank you.
Oh, Beth, it was a lovely speech.
You made me cry, you made me think.
And you. You look like a fortune-teller.
- How you doing, Dad?
- How'd your finals go?
Finals. I knew I forgot something.
- I saw you.
- Not working at the pool this summer?
No, we're going on the road.
That's what hippies do.
You gotta live life while
you still got it.
Did you see me?
Yeah.
I'm trading in Alden's car for a van.
We're just gonna groove.
What's your brother
gonna say about that?
and kill someone
cos he won't try to understand.
Same as you.
Oh, this is the happiest day of my life.
Hi, honey. How are you?
What is it I'm supposed to understand?
- Me, Dad. F***ing me.
- You watch your mouth.
Well, Jessie, I guess I'm
just like you now.
- Our babies have left the nest...
- (Ralph through microphone) Ralph Carr,
class of '67.
Five-time varsity letterman,
graduated...
158th in his class of...
161 or something.
Thank you.
My sister Beth
got all the brains in the family, but...
I'm ugly, so it all works out.
(laughs)
- I didn't mean to flunk out.
- He flunked out?
So... boom!
(Coach) Hey, mister.
I wanna talk to you.
(Mrs Carr) What are you doing?
Are you crazy, Ralph?
( "Get Together"
by Chet owers)
- Ralph, what are you doing?
- Come on.
Come on people now,
smile on your brother
Everybody get together,
try to love one another
- No! Don't!
- Ralph! No!
(Beth) Ralph!
Some may come and
some may go
We will surely pass
When the one that
left us here
Returns for us at last
Wait. Ralph.
Come on, Ralph. Can you hear me?
- Ralph! Ralph!
- Did he flunk out?
- I don't know.
- Did you flunk out, Ralph?
- Did you flunk out?
- (Jessie) Everybody quiet down.
(Coach) Everybody outside,
please.
Oh, Ralph. Oh, sweetheart.
- What's going on?
- Is he on something, Scottie?
- LSD.
- (Cliff) You guys are on drugs?
- Is this the first time he's taken it?
- I don't know.
(Jessie) Cliff, stop that.
- Goddammit it, stop it.
- Come on, Cliff.
What... what is it?
- We'd better get him to the hospital.
- No! No!
You're not gonna take
my baby away. No!
- Let him go, Mom.
- (Jessie) Let's go.
No. Ralph!
(Jessie) Cliff, would you
bring Ev, please?
- Well, is he gonna be all right?
- I think so.
What's going on?
Oh.
Goddammit, Cliff.
You owe me a hug.
Oh!
(she sobs)
( "Can't Find My Way Home"
by Blind Faith)
Come down on your own
And leave your body alone
Somebody must change
You are the reason
I've been waiting all these years
Somebody holds the key
Well, I'm near the end
And I Just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted
and I can't find my way home
This is us.
The leaves in the trees.
Most people are mushrooms
or toadstools or worms or something.
But we're leaves, you know, in the sky.
Above all the roots,
the dirt, the dog-doo.
You get it?
You know? Us, leaves.
Like the Beatles...
...Bob Dylan, Rolling Stones,
of course.
Yeah. They are cool cats.
Yeah.
Probably Kurt Vonnegut.
Beckett. Camus.
Camus? Yeah. Yeah.
Definitely a cool cat.
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