25 Watts Page #3
- Year:
- 2001
- 92 min
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Hang on.
How's Leche doing?
- El Leche?
- There he is.
He's obsessed with
his Italian exam.
He has a crush
on his teacher.
His teacher?
His private tutor.
Some chick.
Huh.
- Hello.
- Kiwi!
Ready to go on T. V?
Sure.
The sky is the limit.
Hey, today's Saturday,
don't you have a match?
Are you crazy?
Didn't you know?
He's been suspended
for punching a referee.
Yeah, suspended...
But check this out.
At the tone, the time will be...
Thanks.
Essere verb.
Mother f***ing verb...
"lo sono... tu sei... lui e..."
...io sono... tu sei... lui "se"...
"e"...
"e"...
tu sei, lui e...
- Are you keeping count?
- Yup. 126, 127,128
What was the record?
I'll get there.
Uh... Sure.
Hold on... look... I'm
getting there...
Bye, dude.
- Look, here's an Uruguayan.
- Look At that.
I care about you, Javier.
If I tell your dad...
you were in the
car with those junkies...
he'll kick your ass.
You know that.
- Just fire him, dad.
- You shut up!
I've thought about
firing you,
but your dad would kill you.
But I'm a good guy.
You know I'm your friend.
- Your friend. You listen?
- Yes, I know.
Pull over here.
Joselo and I
are getting off.
Lui e...
"Distinguishedetti since 1892 at
the scientific congressetti of...
Parisetti, Genevetti,
Chicagotti and Montevideo..."
All bullshitte, et cetera, and
go fucketti your motheretti.
Look...
What are you doing here?
Get lost.
Fire him, dad.
He's not a bad kid,
just a little raw.
Too much muscle and
no brains. Anyway...
let's talk about work.
Drive around
the neighborhood...
playing the pasta
commercial.
Nice commercial,
isn't it?
Around 10...
you take the car
to Rolo's garage.
And you pick it up
at 6 am tomorrow.
You'll go to the town
of Las Piedras with Joselo.
I have a gig there,
a commercial
for a bakery.
Ok?
Wait a moment!
And don't let
me down...
or I'll tell your dad.
And don't go out tonight.
Go to bed early.
Concentrate. Like a
soccer player, ok?
Bye, see you tomorrow.
Don't let me down.
Sh*t.
"lo sono,
tu sei, lui e."
Lui e, lui e, lui e...
Hey dude...
Is there a video store
around here?
- A video store?
- Yup.
- Must be Sandia's...
- Yup.
- Two blocks this way...
- Yup.
Hey...
Aren't you Gepetto?
Yup.
Do you remember me?
Marmota's brother.
Two blocks, and then?
Right away.
A sharp left...
Didn't you work as
a royal guard?
Yup, but they fired me.
- How come?
- Voices.
Two blocks
and a sharp left?
Voices?
Voices...
in my head, get it?
You're standing there.
You can't talk,
you can't move...
You can't do anything. So...
What do you do?
- I don't know.
- So?
- I don't know.
- You think.
You think a lot.
All the time.
And then your head starts
thinking by itself, get it?
- Really?
- Sure.
You think a lot.
And one day the voices start.
Blah, blah on one side,
blah, blah on the other side.
I don't believe you.
That's tough.
And then... Simon came.
A voice.
Like a Sergeant.
- A Sergeant?
- No, a voice.
Simon says:
Dance!
Simon says:
Dance!
But you...
can't move, you're
a royal guard.
Like a statue.
And then all
the schoolchildren.
Thousands of them
with their teachers.
And the wiser ones
tell you things:
Stupid cop.
F***ing stupid cop.
And then Simon kicks in.
Simon says:
Hit thesuckers, kick them.
- Did you kick them?
- No, but anyway...
And a royal guard scream
is something else.
And the little boy
was in shock.
His father wants
to sue me.
- Really?
- Yup.
Alright, Gepetto.
See you around.
Bye.
What?
What did you say?
- What?
- What?
- Did you call me?
- Nothing.
- Did you say something?
- No.
See you, dude.
+Hello?
- Uh... Hello. Clarita?
Yes, who's this?
Alejandro,
Marisa's son.
Alejandrito!
You sound like a man.
- How are you?
+Good, good. Thanks.
+Did you want to talk
to your tutor?
Yes, is Beatriy in?
No, you just missed her.
But she said
she'd call you.
- Would you know where she went to?
+Lalo's, I think.
But they had broken up...
Tell me about your grandma.
What a wonderful woman.
So vital,
so optimistic.
I always think of her.
What a charming
woman.
We used to get together for tea...
- I brought your stuff.
- I don't want it.
Look everybody,
here's Maria's bra!
You just left It there...
Oh, poor thing. You're
not taking care of him.
It doesn't play dead, doesn't
do anything. It's a pain.
You are a pain.
Hey, that tape is mine.
Uh?
- That's my tape.
- No, it's mine.
You gave it to me.
I gave you back your things,
now the tape is mine.
- That tape is mine.
- Uh?
- That's my tape.
- No, it's mine.
You gave it to me.
Get out of here, kid.
Don't touch.
Get out of here!
Don't bother me.
Can't you see I'm playing?
F***!
Hey, sir, this kid here
is bothering me!
I knew you were
going to lose.
Did you order
a piyya?
Yeah, but that
was an hour ago.
I got a hot dog
in the meantime.
Sorry. I'm new
in the job...
and don't know
the streets too well.
That piyya must be
cold as sh*t by now.
Sorry, I had no idea.
It's 36 pesos.
- 36?
- Yes.
Here, keep the change.
Thanks, man.
What did you say?
- What did you just say?
- What?
- What did you just say?
- What? I said nothing...
Who did you call
a f***ing cop?
I said nothing!
You calling me a f***ing cop,
stupid whale?
Come here,
come here!
What's up, grandma?
Dear housewife, do you know where
you are getting Sunday's pasta?
Of course, at ''Your Majesty''.
Your Majesty pasta factory...
...a guarantee of flavor
and distinction...
''Your Majesty'' pasta factory,
Dear housewife, do you know where
you are getting Sunday's pasta?
Of course, at ''Your Majesty''.
Your Majesty pasta factory...
...a guarantee of flavor
and distinction...
...''Your Majesty'' pasta factory,
F***ing piyya-man.
Look at this piyya,
it sucks.
Take it easy, Sandia.
Forget about it.
Did you know there's only one
Uruguayan in the Guinness book?
I had no idea.
The guy clapped his
hands for 5 days.
Non-stopping.
And what was
he applauding?
I'm going inside...
Ciao.
Go for it, Kiwi.
Keep going!
Do you know what
the problem is?
People don't realize that sex
is the all what matters.
This kid was telling
me the other day...
about this Freud thing.
You know Freud?
It's all about f***ing.
That's what people have
on their minds:
F***ing.People are crazy.
You think so?
That's why porn
movies are the truth.
That's real life.
All those sugar-coated,
fiction flicks
are bullshit.
That's why I watch porn.
It's not for the babes.
Porn movies
are real life.
They show things
as they are.
They call things
by their name,
even when it hurts.
I know what
I'm talking about.
I've been there.
Do you know
what I did for love?
Do you know how hard
I tried to fall in love?
Everything, I did everything.
Forget about it.
Hey, Sandia,
I've never seen a porn flick.
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