Blaze You Out

(FOOTSTEPS)

(DISTANT TRAFFIC SOUNDS)

MAN:

Damn, Froggy.

You f***ing

retarded or what?

- FROGGY:
He grabbed it.

- "He grabbed it."

- You shot him in the f***ing face.

- So?

Look at

his hand.

Yeah, you shot

his hand too.

Grabbed it

though.

This is gonna make waves

for us, Froggy.

You know

who he works for?

(SNIFFS)

Always on everybody else.

All right.

We gotta bounce.

Jeez, it's all bloody.

Oh. Hey. I want you to

stash that sh*t, go home.

Don't talk to anyone else.

Okay, Froggy?

(KISSES)

You just gonna

leave him here?

Unless you have a magic bag

to stuff him in, yeah.

It's just another

dead hustler, homey.

And what about whitey?

(GUITAR MUSIC PLAYING)

# Oh lord, it's so

hard, it's so hard #

# when you're living

in the devil's playground #

# oh lord,

it's so hard #

# it's so hard when you're living

in the devil's playground #

# oh oh

# oh

# lend me a helping hand

# 'cause I've been treating your

heaven like a one-Night stand #

# I gotta pray more

# I gotta pray more

# lend me a helping hand

# 'cause I've been treating your

heaven like a one-Night stand #

# I gotta say more

# I gotta say more

# oh lord, it's so hard

# it's so hard when you're living

in the devil's playground #

# in the devil's playground

# oh lord, it's so hard

# it's so hard when you're living

in the devil's playground #

# in the devil's playground

# oh oh

# oh oh oh

# there's some man

that is starting a war #

# and I feel like we're

knocking on heaven's door #

# you'd better let me in

# I wanna get in

# there's some man that

is starting a war #

# and I feel like we're

knocking on heaven's door #

# you better let me in

# I wanna get in

# oh lord, it's so hard

# it's so hard

# when you're living

in the devil's playground. #

(DISTANT SIREN)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SOFT MOANING)

(SOBS)

When it comes

to her business,

My mama don't like

no publicity.

And what you did

was a big no-No, Ese.

Who has her money, Puto?

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Is it loyalty?

Que cute.

Brotherhood

and all that.

(GASPING)

- (SCREAMING)

- (SIZZLING)

(GRUNTING)

(MOANING)

That loyalty's a b*tch.

Tell me who

your sidekick is

And no more pain,

Carnalito.

(WHIMPERS)

Oh please

please please.

Isaiah, Isaiah,

Isaiah.

Huh?

Say it again.

Donato.

What?

Isaiah Donato.

(SOBBING)

Okay, shh.

What am I gonna do

with you, Mr. Froggy?

You can't keep a secret.

And mama don't like

no Ratas.

F***ing rodents...

they multiply.

We can't have that.

No!

(GRUNTING)

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(DOOR OPENS)

You gonna kill 'em

tonight, Lupe.

- You think?

- Fo' sho'.

You gotta relax though,

for real.

Relaxing ain't gonna

get this place paid.

(SNORTS)

Have some fun

for yourself, Lupe.

I swear, you work

too motherfucking much.

Chill.

I got three words for you:

Watch and dream.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, I'm doing just fine.

Just don't get

your fine ass

Knocked up by your

aspiring hustler.

What the f***, man?

Why you gotta be

like that, huh?

(SOFTLY)

F***.

I just want

what's best for you.

(HUFFS)

Besitos?

C'mere.

By the way,

that's my sh*t.

Whatever.

Call me laters, okay?

Okay, whatever.

(CART ROLLING)

- Hey, Lupe.

- Kill anyone lately?

(CHUCKLES)

You hurt my sister,

I'll hurt you back.

I'm not gonna hurt

Alicia, Lupe.

Ever.

I'm just saying.

You've been warned.

Have fun at your gig

tonight...

mother hen.

That fate creeps,

Isaiah...

Either the graveyard

or the pen.

(JEEP IGNITION BEEPING)

- Babe.

- (ENGINE STARTS)

- (JEEP DEPARTS)

- Hey.

Don't worry

about her, okay?

She's just trying

to be my mom.

Isaiah.

I'm right here, baby.

I just can't

shake it, babe.

You can't shake what?

Isaiah,

What's the matter?

With the right

amount of money,

We can do anything.

That's money.

- (PARTY CHATTER)

- (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(WHISTLES)

Ah, brotherhood.

Compa.

Been a grip.

Oye, I just wanted

to thank you

For keeping me

in your prayers...

at least.

Yeah.

Yeah, I just

came by to, uh...

To give my respects

to your mom.

Orale.

(CLASPS HANDS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Oh, Adan.

- Ay, Mijito.

- Hi, Madrina.

Hi.

- I have something for you.

- (BAG RUSTLES)

(GASPS)

Ay, que bonito.

When do you have time?

Well, I'm back,

so any time.

Oh, Ven, Mijito. Ven.

I'll get you a drink.

- ADAN:
No, actually... No, I

have some people to... - Lestrella!

(ENGINE STARTS)

# I puts it down

# one, two, three

# mirror, mirror

on the wall #

# am I the purest

of them all? #

# am I the one

to ease the pain? #

# make them fall

to they knees and pray #

# mama said,

"son, you've got to go #

# you turned my house

into stop'n go #

# out the door,

please don't call #

# till you stop

selling snowball" #

# s.p. Mex, remember me?

# The one that deserved

penitentiary #

# with a sack of green

but no gasoline #

# peace to my boys

up in Pasadene #

# it's all sweet

and beautiful #

# shine my nails

and cuticles #

# my dually truck

got seven screens #

# watchin'

"me, myself and Irene." #

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

ALICIA:

What the f***?!

- ISAIAH:
What?

- What's that?

- What the f***?!

- Don't stop.

Please, continue.

What the f***

are you doing here?

I just came to kick back...

party with you.

Queria party.

This ain't the time

or place, bro.

Get the f***

outta here!

I always see you two.

Seen you walking hand in hand

down by the old bridge.

And I often wonder what

that would be like, Ese.

To have me a firme

little honey baby...

just like that.

You been dancing with the

devil again, haven't you?

Render unto Dona

that which belongs to Dona

And unto god

that which belongs to god.

- Whitey, not here.

- Do not call me that.

Only mi plebe call me that.

Anda, bro.

I'm asking you, carnal.

- I gotta live, too, bro.

- Shh shh.

- I gotta eat.

- Shh shh shh.

You know,

when I was locked up,

My Jefita,

She was the only person who

took the time to come and visit.

She had my back when

no one else gave a rat's ass.

And these little things,

they're tattooed on mi Corazon.

That's why I take it

very personal

When a little puneta

such as yourself

Decides to burn mi Jefita.

Now you gotta deal

with the f***ing devil.

(SNICKERS)

(BELT CLATTERS)

You know,

sometimes in life...

we see things and we...

We wonder,

"Am I really seeing

what I'm seeing?

Is it an illusion?

A vision?

Or am I just making it up

in my mind?"

Look at me when

I'm talking to you, Chavalo.

It's time.

This is what

I wanna see.

Is this how it is?

You wanna get loco?

Well, let's all get loco.

Toma.

You first.

(CHUCKLES)

(GUN CLICKS)

(SHUDDERING BREATH)

Oops.

Itomalo!

(EXHALING)

Electrified, terrified,

look in my eyes.

- Mortified cries saturate the night sky.

- (WHEEZES)

Shriek after shriek

symbolize my demise.

Trudging the streets,

my face a disguise.

Under the bridge

is where I reside,

Shooting the fix

just to survive.

Awaiting to exit

this world I despise.

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