A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints Page #5
It's just when he gets
around people and sh*t.
F*** him.
You're always
f***in' afraid of him.
Give me that sh*t, man.
No, I'm not afraid.
He's a dick.
F*** him.
I'm scared, Mike.
It's just--
I'm sorry.
I don't even f***in' know
what I'm saying when smoking.
What the f***
are you sorry for, Mike?
If some guys were after me
like that, I would be
shitting myself.
California's probably
the best, right?
I always think
about that place.
Well, let's go, then.
What do you mean?
Let's just f***ing go.
I saw this, uh,
TV commercial, right?
You can take like a,
a bus, right?
It's $39.
$39?
That's crazy.
Hey, is your f***in' head
going like boom, boom, boom?
Like hard.
Laurie.
Laurie?
You're so stupid.
Uh?
Hey, stupid,
I'm not talking to you.
I'm still not gonna
talk to you.
Come on.
I'm not talking.
Why are you here?
Why are you even here?
'Cause I wanna be here.
Yeah?
Yeah.
What's wrong?
Why are you still mad?
You forgot, right?
at me and Diane.
You still mad
about that?
Like, I'm not even mad.
I just feel like the whole sh*t
was stupid, you know?
Hello?
Sh*t.
You're drunk.
No.
Oh, sh*t.
You're stoned.
Yeah, you are.
No, I'm not.
You are.
You know what I'm gonna do
if you let me in?
No.
What you gonna do?
I'm not even
gonna f*** you.
Wow! You're not
gonna even f*** me!
Not even if I let you in?
I'm just gonna lick
your p*ssy.
Oh, my God.
My mother's like right there.
She can hear you right now.
You know why?
No, why?
Why what?
What are you talking about?
I don't know--
I don't know why
you're gonna lick my p*ssy.
That's what you wanted me
to say.
Because, uhm,
I'm gonna lick your p*ssy
because me and Mike
we're going to California
with our band and sh*t.
I want you to come, you know,
because I love you.
Because the f***in' Mets won.
What?
What did you say?
You said you love me.
What?
You said you love me, right?
I'm serious.
That sh*t means
a lot to me, you know.
I love you.
I don't why.
I love you.
'Cause I love you.
'Cause--
I can't.
Stupid.
Hey, yo.
Hey, yo,
I stole us a Spalding
from Fishbein's.
I swear that f***in' Charlie
his getting blind as he can be.
I can't wait to get
that motherf***er.
I would play.
I just gotta go back.
I gotta go
to the city right now.
What do you wanna go
to Manhattan for?
Monty wanted to play handball.
You okay?
What happened?
It was my f***in' father.
You wanna go first
to the park?
No, I gotta fu--
I gotta go f***in'
with the dogs.
Mike with the dogs?
Come on.
Hey!
Maybe you could see
if I can get a job there, man.
Tell your friend
I ain't gonna f***
with him, right?
Maybe we can hang out later.
Look who's here.
Sorry.
I got lost
changing trains.
You got to go
through the teeth over here.
Look at Young Geronimo.
Careful, motherf***er.
The teeth are lethal.
Take Bobo and Lulu too,
because Miss Levitt will have
a f***in' heart attack.
Merry-go-round.
Could they make it
a little more heat
in this city or what?
Sorry, he's blind.
Poor kid.
So this guy
has a Pomeranian.
Marilyn.
You gotta walk the thing
sometimes for like an hour
before it craps.
On 2nd Avenue.
Bobby, the owner, he can be
a real pain in the ass.
He'll check the dog's ass.
Make sure it just does it.
Okay?
Thank you, ma'am.
They're okay.
with you going to hell.
So, remember he's like
an entertainment manager,
or like he owns a store
or something.
Fish and lizards.
But music, too.
Whatever.
I told him about you guys
and the music,
and that maybe
he should do something.
You never know, okay?
I gotta head downtown.
Mikey, you have the address.
You can walk from here.
And break the leg.
That's what they say
in the big time.
Cheerio, Frank.
Your mothers must be
really proud of you.
I could jump from one side
to the other like this.
Jesse Owens would've.
You're not a track star, man.
I'm sorry.
I hate to tell you this.
You're not making it.
What you think,
you cute Giuseppe?
I'm not cute.
I'm handsome.
Who the f***
told you that?
Girls.
Go get my ball, man.
Go get my--
Go get my ball.
Hey, Bobby.
This is Dito.
Hey, there.
Thanks.
Let's go.
No, don't f*** with that.
Come on, man.
Touch it
with your finger.
With your finger.
What the f***
are you doing, man?
I heard if you put both feet
on it at the same time,
nothing happens.
You like conduct
electricity and sh*t.
What are you Einstein?
You sound like an idiot.
Antonio, aren't you?
Am I f***in' worried
about you?
The f***in' train is coming.
I don't give a f*** about you.
Get my ball, man.
You don't give a sh*t?
Now how about
giving a sh*t?
The f***in' train is coming.
You don't see it?
Tell me you're worried
about me.
I don't give a f*** about you.
If you wanna die, go ahead.
Go ahead.
You're not gonna tell me
What the f***?
Come on, man.
Get the f*** up here.
What the f*** are you doing?
The train's coming
right at you.
You're my brother.
The f***in' train.
It's right there.
You're gonna be retarded
and just sit down?
I don't give a f***.
Get the f*** out already.
Get the f*** out!
Go!
Get the f*** out!
I was calling.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
When I call you,
you always call me back.
I got worried.
This is messed up, huh?
It's f***ed up.
It's just f***ed up.
I'm getting out of here.
Me and Mike we're leaving.
We're going to California.
I know.
Remember you told me?
You wanted me to go with you.
Yeah.
What?
You don't want me
to go with you?
Is that what you're saying?
I want to talk
to Antonio.
I'm just going to talk.
Why can't you even look
at me right now?
You're not looking at me.
How do you mean?
How else can I look at you?
You said that
you loved me, right?
Did you mean that?
Laurie, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm gonna talk to Antonio.
You better not.
You better talk to me right now.
You okay?
You okay?
What are you going to do?
It's f***ed up.
He's, he's f***ing--
He's stupid.
It's just f***in'--
Now he's dead
and he's stupid.
You know Giuseppe.
He's f***in',
he's an idiot.
I found out
where the f***in'
Reaper guy is.
I found him for sure this time.
I know where they hang out.
Don't worry about that, either.
I'm gonna kill his ass.
I'm here for Giuseppe.
Antonio, you're here
for your brother.
That's your brother
in a box.
That's your brother.
Is that all you think about,
the Reaper guy?
It's your brother's funeral.
What the f*** do you mean,
"Is that all I ever
f***in' think about?
What do you mean?
What do you mean by that?
What'd I say?
All I ever think about is you?
Is that what you're saying?
I'm asking you
a f***in' question.
What did you mean by that?
I didn't mean
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