Blood In, Blood Out Page #8
- R
- Year:
- 1993
- 180 min
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Orale, that's a nice placa
you got there, ese.
not f***ing with me, carnal.
Don't you call me carnal, you piece
of sh*t. I'm not your brother.
Scumbags like you
are killing off our kids.
- What an example to set for the kids.
- Listen, you motherfucking rat punk!
I'm gonna put you and your rat clica
back in the joint, you hear me?
- You keep talking. You keep talking!
- All right, all right, Paco.
- Let's... Hey! Let's go.
- Check the trunk.
- Put some clothes on, man.
- Hey, you got a warrant?
- Check that trunk.
- What do you think you are, bulletproof?
- God damn it. Check it, Rollie.
- Check the trunk.
So you think I never seen
an OD before?
What's the matter?
You don't recognize your own son?
- Hey, f*** you. That ain't Hector.
- No, Hector's only 11.
That boy's 13.
If your boss Savedra
keeps manufacturing that sh*t,
it'll put Hector in the cemetery too.
but you still smell
like chorizo, pig.
This pig is the only thing
standing between you and them...
but you ain't gonna get
through me, punk.
I ain't no rata.
Yeah, you're a rat. Get up. Go.
Ladies and gentlemen, I believe
my time here in this institution...
has turned me completely around,
and I'm very grateful.
Now I think I can make it
as a productive member of society.
Mr Velka, isn't it true
that you clique with La Onda...
a group whose motto
is "Blood in, blood out"...
meaning you have to kill someone
in order to become a member?
I hung out with a group who were
my friends from my old neighbourhood.
Our reputation grew out of defence of
each other, but that's not... that's it.
Nothing more.
They didn't even listen.
They f***ed me.
Stop feeling sorry for yourself, Miklo,
and make something of your life.
I don't ever want to see you
in here again.
This is my daughter.
Look at her.
Look at her! She was only
six months old when I came here.
She grew up without me.
I don't even know her.
- That ain't right, carnal.
- No, it's not, but it's that way
for too many of us.
That's why your parole
is so important.
You've got to prove
there's another way.
You got a chance to do it.
I don't.
Right on, carnal. Right on.
- Thank you.
- You gotta start acting like somebody
who deserves parole, carnal.
Put it on the record.
Earn your freedom on paper, ese.
All they got in front of them
is your jacket.
You are your jacket,
'cause to them you're just a number.
Everyone who enters the joint
thinks he's a man,
but you know what he really is?
A number worth 30 grand a year.
They want us to come back...
and what's worse, they have us
lining up to get in, ese.
We gotta turn the system around.
We gotta outthink them.
Now, concentrate.
Why do you deserve parole, Mr Velka?
Sir, I've been in prison
almost a third of my life.
I've grown up here.
I've learned to read and write here.
I earned my GED.
Mr Velka,
this board's only concern...
Sir, with all due respect,
look at my record.
I've worked hard to prove
I deserve another chance.
It's in there in black and white.
Please give me another chance.
Damn, ese,
they're not that good, homes.
That's the best thing I've tasted
in nine years, vato loco.
- Good to be home, carnal.
- Right on, cachetn. Right on.
- That rose won't bloom in the spring.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
No Baptist sermons, okay, homey?
It takes away the pain in my back.
The Lord can't. I tried praying.
- You better still be painting.
- You know it, homes. You know it.
But it's different than before.
More real.
No, hombre. Famous Apartments?
They ain't famous no more, ese.
Orale, come stay with me, homes.
- I got a studio.
- Nah, I gotta stay here.
Frank got me a place. And, besides,
the parole board checks my address.
Thanks, Cruzito.
Any time, carnal, t sabes.
You don't know how good
it is to see you, vato.
Vato Loco forever, carnal.
Nobody home!
Quiet outside!
What the f***'s up with you?
- Milkweed.
- I made it.
Hey, welcome to the barrio, homes.
Hey, Smokey!
Apache! Mudo!
Hey, homes. See my hermano?
Yeah, Carlos. Hey, he told me
to tell your mom to send more coffee.
- And make sure it's, um, TC.
- Sh*t. She never sent me nothin'.
Hey, yeah, put some clavo
in it this time.
Chata! Some coffee.
So, uh, you got a place for me
in this building, huh?
Uh...
Hey, you know,
that didn't work out, homes.
Tell him to suck his pipi.
You can stay here, ese.
It's the same address.
- I even got you a good job.
- You're supposed to have
an apartment for me!
Hey, just a f***ing minute,
Your Majesty!
This ain't the joint
with three hots and a cot.
This is the streets, homey.
You got no choice.
The parole board calls the shots here.
This is your address
for at least three months.
La Onda could do better than this.
Yeah, Rico and Luis split
after a month, man.
I'm just hanging
for my old lady and my kids.
- What about Popeye?
- Popeye's docking me
for a third of my cheque, man.
Everybody's getting clipped, man,
to pay that loan shark Clavo.
That's the dude that fronted
That's not the way
it's supposed to be!
- I burnt you on that one.
- Truck's loaded. Can I get my cheque?
No, Larry. No, no.
Don't be that way.
Larry, pettiness is an ugly thing.
Won't be able to cash that till Monday.
Company will do it for ten bucks.
- All right.
- So, Larry, what do you give me
on the Lakers and Golden State?
Three points?
Come on, Larry.
Kareem is crippled.
Give me six points and Golden State.
Come on.
- What?
- Barry's hand's hurt.
He's Golden State's whole offence.
Hang on, Larry. So?
Kareem is injured. So is Nixon.
Six points ain't enough.
Listen, six points or no bet.
Sorry, Larry. Sorry, Larry.
All right.
Who made you the expert?
Put me down for 1,200.
Yeah, 1,200, Larry.
East Los has gotten really crowded.
It is, man. Illegals pouring in
from everywhere, homes.
Guatemala, El Salvador, Ecuador,
Panama. Donde sea, homes.
Crossroad of the world, ese.
A Latino world.
- You seen Paco?
- What?
- You seen Paco?
No, not since Juanito died.
They don't want to keep the wound open,
man. They don't want me around, homes.
- That's cold-blooded, carnal.
- Paco's a narc, homes.
- He'll probably bust my ass someday.
- Man, that's f***ed up.
- Detective Aguilar.
- Detective! Big time.
- Miklo?
- Good guess.
- Are you out?
- Yeah, two weeks.
- Well, why didn't you let me know, man?
Hey, after nine years in the joint,
it ain't easy to call a cop, ese.
Listen, it's not me I'm calling
about any, way, . It's Cruz.
He's hurtin', man.
He needs his familia.
- He has no family.
- That ain't right, Paco.
- Vatos Locos forever, remember?
- No, you know what I remember?
The day they lowered
my little brother into the ground.
That changed me forever.
And every time I see a junkie
on the street, it just reminds me...
how Cruzito pissed away
his life and his talent.
Yeah, well, think about it.
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