Blood In, Blood Out
- R
- Year:
- 1993
- 180 min
- 31,241 Views
So what's the difference
between East L.A. and L.A.?
It's a whole different country.
Hope it works out better
for you here than in Vegas.
It's got to. It's home.
You're not gonna get anything
like this in Las Vegas.
You got that right. I been dreamin'
about these for 18 months.
Eighteen months.
Say hello to your mother.
And stay out of trouble.
Hey! Hey!
Jesse! I'm gonna need a trim, homes.
Miklo, tell those wetbacks to step
on it, or they ain't gonna get paid.
- Did you hear what I said?
- I heard you!
I got two more trucks on the way.
I'm already humpin',
and you ordered too much.
That's 1,500 bucks worth of mud.
Now you tell 'em to get it down,
or they can pay for it.
Your mistake. Tell 'em yourself.
Don't ever take the side of a Mexican
over your father. Just tell 'em!
F*** you!
You ungrateful little punk!
I'm the one that kept you out of jail!
You love 'em so much,
get a broom and you can get
the same thing they're gettin' paid.
- And I'll get a man to run this crew!
- You son of a b*tch!
Find yourself another slave, Dad!
I wish I could have seen
your father's face.
You beat him up.
Don't worry, Mama.
He ain't never gonna touch you again.
- Not after what I done.
- I know that cabrn.
He'll turn you in.
Miklo, come. Help me. Do me up.
I need that money.
Whoo, baby. Cold hands.
Just six little days?
Bingo! I'm home free.
June 28th. My birthday, remember?
I'll be off probation.
A birthday. Ooh, 18.
But to me you're always
gonna be my little chavalito, huh?
Oy, e, I'm late.
Beto hates to wait.
Hey, Miklo. You can stay with your Aunt
Dolores, huh? Come on. We'll drop you.
Dolores?
Dolores!
Oh, it's so good to see you.
Ay,, Paco! Paco, ven aqu...
You're so tall.
- How long are you here?
- Uh, I'm back for good.
- Your probation is over?
- No, no. Um, he's got
Look, um, I gotta go.
Dolores, Miklo's gonna stay
with you for a while, okay?
- Why?
- Because you have so much more room.
I love you, nino, huh?
Lupe, you may be my sister, but I'm
tired of taking care of you! Grow up!
Look! I have tried
to be like you! I can't!
- Your life would drive me crazy!
- What about your son?
- The Pillsbury doughboy's back in town.
- Back for good, homes.
What's happening, man?
Thought you was never comin' back, eh?
So what's up? You couldn't hang
with your white boy daddy or what?
Paco, uh, Miklo's gonna be staying with
us for a while, huh? Make room for him.
Chale, ain't no one sharing
my bed and TV but a woman.
- This puto's stayin' in the garage, eh?
- Oh, yeah?
Pues, sabes qu, Mr Chale.
You're not the rooster here, huh?
This is my house.
Miklo's your cousin.
Take this electric bill
over to Mano and tell him
it has to be paid this afternoon.
Better keep the blankets
over your head, pendejo...
so your fluorescent skin
don't keep me awake all night.
- Come on.
- Hey, check out this f***ing "3 P," ese.
Since when do we let Tres Puntos
get away with that sh*t, homes?
Big badass vato.
3 P ain't nothin' but a bunch...
of f***in' paint sniffers
who sneak in here at night.
- They ain't about sh*t, ese.
- They are sh*t, ese.
So why the f*** do you come
all the way back here, eh?
F*** you.
I'm gonna kick your ass, milkweed.
I'm gonna kick your ass, milkweed!
This is Quetzalcoatl,
He ruled the kingdom of Aztln...
that was from Mexico
all the way up here to Califas.
- Sexy mamasota.
- Pay attention, pelao.
all about Aztln...
'cause this vato's coming back some day
to reclaim the raza's kingdom.
- Why do you put my initials on?
- Because you help me, ese.
We did it together, carnalito.
- Hey, Paco, what's up, homes?
- Chale, ese, you can't sneak up on us.
Not with Luis's
feathered watchdogs on duty.
Oy, e, El Gallo Negro
looks pretty mean, ese.
I put some feria on him.
- Cruzito!
- El Miklo! El Miklo Velka!
What's happening, ese?
- When'd you parachute in, milkweed?
- Today, from Vegas.
Ooh! High roller.
- Miklo.
- Hola, Ti Mano.
- Miklo!
What are you doing here?
- How's your father?
- Oh, he's, he's okay.
My mom wants you to pay that.
When you gonna pay your share?
Chale, I'm on the KMart
pay-as-you-can plan, eh?
You done anything
about the Corps?
I talked to the recruiter Bentley.
He's waiting for you.
And take orders
from a jarhead like you?
Forget it.
I ain't with that party.
You eat and you sleep in my house,
and as long as you do...
don't you talk to me like that!
I wanna stay with Cruz.
- Have you done your homework?
- Yeah.
In the truck.
Hey, take it easy on Mano, homes.
He just wants you to work.
Hey, he's your dad, not mine.
Let him tell you what to do, eh?
I'm just telling you, ese.
You don't have to mad-dog me.
So does that ranfla
burn or what, eh?
Chale, it's a customer's ride, man.
We can't use it.
That's bullshit.
Where do you want to go, Vegas vato?
That tree is East Los to me.
It's good to be home.
- They'll give the prize to you, homes.
You're the best.
- Not bad for a Chicano, eh?
Oy, e, Cruzito.
You still have
your quills and inks?
All right. Get down, James Brown.
Put the needle in, huh?
I want my VL tattoo.
Hey, take a look in the mirror, gero.
Does it snow in L.A.?
Does a white boy get a VL placazo?
No, he don't.
I'd have my placa now if the judge
hadn't thrown me out of East Los.
Chale, you wouldn't
have sh*t, milkweed.
It's some serious sh*t, homes.
It don't wash off.
First sign of trouble,
you'll be running back to
your white boy daddy in Las Vegas.
Oy, e, Miklo.
Just wait till your number's
called, ese. You'll get one.
Folsom and Indiana,
possible vehicle violation.
First Street, 8703.
F***, man.
I'm on probation, man.
- Always f***in' with us.
- Cool it, ese!
What seems to be the problem, sir?
Bumper clearance
has gotta be at least ten inches.
- Oh, really?
- You in the car.
Registration, licence.
You do this to people
in Beverly Hills, eh?
Take off the glasses, please.
You look familiar.
You got a record?
Y-Yes, sir, he's got a record.
He's got a great record.
"The Black Rooster."
Thirteen K.O. 's.
And he's got
- You, uh, used to train
at the Boy's Club, didn't you?
- Two years.
Second division Golden Gloves,
till, till he broke his wrist.
- Yeah, I remember.
- See?
This your car?
Well, l-I just painted it, sir.
What do you think?
It looks nice.
Listen, uh, just raise up
the bumper a few inches, okay?
Like your uppercut.
Ah, it's all right, Joe. Let's go.
Hey, you know who that kid was?
Didn't have that f***in' badge between
us, we'd see who hassles who, eh?
- Shut the f*** up, ese.
- Don't be using my boxing any more, eh.
Don't be stupid, ese.
He just tried to save our asses, home.
Hey, I let you put my hat
off my head once, vato...
but you better keep
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