Bomb City
- TV-MA
- Year:
- 2017
- 95 min
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[HUMMING, BUZZING]
[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]
[WIND HOWLING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[MAN RAPPING INDISTINCTLY]
WHERE ALL THE F***ING
WHITE HATS HANG OUT
COME DOWN TO WESTERN PLAZA
WHERE KING'S
'BOUT TO F*** SH*T UP!
[GLASS SHATTERS]
[CROWD CLAMORING]
[LAUGHTER, CLAMORING CONTINUES]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
IT'S NOW OR NEVER,
MOTHERFUCKERS!
WE END THIS SH*T TONIGHT.
[CAMERON]
"DESTROY EVERYTHING."
IS THIS THE MESSAGE WE WAN TO SEND OUR CHILDREN
FOR GENERATIONS TO COME?
"DESTROY... EVERYTHING."
THIS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
IS WHAT THA WEAPON-WIELDING GOON WORE
THE NIGHT OF THE ALTERCATION.
LOOKS TO ME LIKE
HE WAS ON:
A MISSION TO KILL.
COMBAT BOOTS,
WAR CHAINS...
AND THIS.
"DESTROY EVERYTHING."
[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING ON TV]
I CHOSE TO SPEAK TO YOU
IN A SQUARE:
BECAUSE I THINK WE'RE KIND OF
CONDITIONED TO LISTEN TO PEOPLE,
WHEN THEY'RE IN
AND ALSO, HERE IN HOLLYWOOD,
THIS IS WHERE WE GIVE PEOPLE
WHAT THEY WANT.
VIOLENCE, I GUESS THAT'S WHA IT SEEMS TO COME DOWN TO.
EVERYONE TODAY ABOUT,
UH... I DON'T REALLY
WANT TO PREACH,
I JUST WANT TO, MORE,
BRING UP SOME QUESTIONS.
AND SINCE I ALWAYS
TEND TO BE:
A SCAPEGOAT, I THOUGH WE'D TALK ABOUT BLAME.
RIGHT NOW,
EVERYBODY WANTS TO BLAME MUSIC,
THEY WANT TO:
BLAME MOVIES,
BUT, UH... YOU KNOW,
WE'VE FORGOTTEN
THAT WE HAVE A DEAD GUY
HANGING FROM A TREE
IN OUR LIVING ROOMS.
UH... UH...
AND THAT'S SOMETHING THAT WE'VE
WORSHIPPED ALL OUR LIVES.
IF YOU THINK ABOU THE CRUCIFIX AS THE...
THE GREATEST MASS-MARKE PIECE OF MERCHANDISE
I'VE ALWAYS FOUND I TO BE KIND OF INTERESTING.
WE HAVEN'T REALLY SAT DOWN AND
TALKED ABOUT THAT ON THE NEWS.
UM... ALSO, WONDERED
AN ADULT COMMITS SOME
SENSELESS ACT OF VIOLENCE
THEY WANT TO HAVE
A REASON WHY.
THAT'S ONLY WHEN
A KID DOES IT.
BUT I THINK WHAT'S REALLY...
BEGUN TO CONFUSE PEOPLE NOW
AND WHY WE'RE IN THIS STATE
OF... UH, CHAOS
AND, UH, PC, NONSENSICAL,
UPTIGHTNESS.
IT'S WHITE TEENAGERS.
THAT'S THE REAL ENIGMA.
WHY ARE THEY MAD?
THEY'RE MIDDLE CLASS,
THEY'RE WHITE,
THEY'RE SPOILED.
AMERICA'S A LIE?
IS IT BECAUSE:
WE MAKE THEM FEEL
LIKE THEY'RE NEVER
GOOD ENOUGH, YOU KNOW?
FOR THE SCHOLARSHIP,
FOR THE CAR, FOR THE GIRL.
FAMOUS FOR 15 MINUTES."
AND THEN, ARE WE SURPRISED
WHY THEY'RE MAD
YOU KNOW?
WHY THE VIOLENCE?
'CAUSE, YOU KNOW...
YOU MADE THEM, AMERICA.
YOU KNOW,
WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?
[CROWD CHANTING IN DISTANCE]
[MARCHING BAND PLAYING,
CHANTING]
SPORTS STUFF.
SH*T, YEAH.
HEY, QUIT MESSING AROUND, MAN.
WHY? I DON'T EVEN SEE WHY YOUR
B*TCH-ASS NEEDS A HELMET ANYWAY.
JV HAS NO BUSINESS
SUITING UP.
[MCCORMICK]
COME ON NOW, RICKY.
HE MIGHT SEE THE FIELD.
WE'LL HAVE THEIR ASS BEA BY HALFTIME, YOU KNOW THAT.
MCCORMICK, YOU ACT LIKE IT'S
HARD TO BE A LINEMAN, MAN.
ALL YOU DO IS SIT ON
YOUR FAT ASS AND EAT.
BUDDY, ONLY THING I'M EATING
IS YOUR MOM'S P*SSY.
- [SPITS]
- [GIGGLES]
WHAT... GET...
GET THE F*** OFF ME!
QUIT FREAKIN' PLAYING
GRAB-ASS, MAN!
IT'S A PLAYOFF GAME!
ACT LIKE IT!
LET IT GO, CODY.
COME ON,
[ALL]
OUR FATHER, WHO ART IN HEAVEN,
HALLOWED BY THY NAME.
THY KINGDOM COME,
THY WILL BE DONE,
ON EARTH AS IT IS
IN HEAVEN.
GIVE US THIS DAY
OUR DAILY BREAD.
AND FORGIVE US:
OUR TRESPASSES,
AS WE FORGIVE THOSE
WHO TRESPASS AGAINST US.
AND LEAD US NO INTO TEMPTATION,
BUT DELIVER US FROM EVIL.
THE POWER,
THE GLORY FOREVER
- AND EVER.
- HEY, WHAT'S UP, BRI?
GOOD TO SEE YOU, MAN.
- NEW YORK.
GOOD, YEAH.
THE SHOW'S ALREADY GOING ON.
[BRIAN]
THE SHOW MUST GO ON!
HEY, WHAT'S UP, MAN?
- MY BROTHER INSIDE?
- YEAH, HE'S IN THERE SOMEWHERE.
[PUNK ROCK BAND PLAYING]
HOW WE LOOKING?
UH, GOOD...
WHAT'S UP, DAWG?
[GROANS]
YEAH!
WHAT THE F***!
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- DUDE!
- OH!
[INDISTINCT YELLING]
BRIAN?
BRIAN! DUDE!
[CHUCKLES]
NO, NO, NO, I AIN' LETTING YOU OFF THAT EASY.
AND DO THE SONG LIST.
[LAUGHS]
GET UP HERE.
[OVER P.A.] LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING
ABOUT THIS DUDE RIGHT HERE...
[CYMBALS CRASHING LIGHTLY]
WE WOULDN'T BE HERE
IF IT WASN'T FOR
THIS KID RIGHT HERE!
[CHEERING]
[MAN IN CROWD WHISTLES]
CHEERS, BRO.
[BAND TUNING UP]
[SPITS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
THE LIST:
IS THOUSANDS LONG
THE LIST:
IS THOUSANDS LONG
PEOPLE WHO DECIDED
IT WASN'T FOR THEM
DID THEY REALLY:
MAKE THAT DECISION?
CONDITIONING RUNS DEEP
IN THE USA:
TEENAGE REBELLION
IS JUST FINE:
AS LONG AS:
YOU STOP:
WHEN YOU TURN 18
THOUSANDS OF PUNKS TURNED
TO SOCIETY'S TOOLS
THERE'S SOMETHING
IN THEIR EYES:
REMEMBER PUNK IS MORE THAN
TEENAGE REBELLION
SURE, IT STARTS THERE,
AND THE LIST:
IS THOUSANDS LONG.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
[MARCHING BAND PLAYING]
[BAND CONTINUES PLAYING INSIDE]
HEY, YOU GOT A LIGHT?
YOU KNOW THOSE THINGS TAKE
14 MINUTES OFF YOUR LIFE
EVERY TIME YOU SMOKE
ONE OF THEM?
WHAT ARE YOU, A PSYCHIC?
YEAH, HOW MUCH HAVE YOU
HAD TO DRINK TONIGHT?
WELL, I'M SORRY, THE GUY
WHO CAN DOWN A 40 OUNCE BEER
IN LIKE FIVE SECONDS
IS QUESTIONING ME
ABOUT DRINKING?
WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY,
A BOTTLE OF MALT LIQUOR A DAY
KEEPS THE DOCTOR AWAY.
REALLY?
AND HOW MANY BOTTLES
HAVE YOU HAD TONIGHT?
[BOTTLE BREAKS]
AAH!
LOOK AT THIS F***ER.
WHAT'S HAPPENING, MAN?
OOH!
[CHUCKLES]
SH*T, I DIDN'T THINK
I'M NOT GONNA
MISS THE SHOW.
THOUGHT WE LOST YOU
TO THE ROAD.
PSH. SHOULD'VE KNOWN THIS BLACK
- NEVER FAILS.
- [BOTH LAUGH]
KILLER SHOW.
[OLES]
F*** YEAH, DAWG.
[CHUCKLES]
F***.
F***ED MY ANKLE UP
IN THERE.
SHUT THE F*** UP, KING,
ALL RIGHT?
DUDE.
ALL RIGHT, SUNSHINE,
TELL THIS A**HOLE
FIRST OF ALL,
STOP CALLING ME "SUNSHINE."
READ A F***ING BOOK.
THIS SH*T WAS STARTED
WAY BEFORE:
ANY OF THAT RACIST SHI CAME AROUND.
- HE'S RIGHT, IT GOES WAY BACK.
- STRAIGHT UP, THOUGH.
STRAIGHT-LACED B*TCH.
OKAY, F*** Y'ALL.
CRASS, LET'S ROLL, COME ON.
CATCH UP WITH Y'ALL
IN A BIT.
YO, HELP ME CLEAN
SOME SH*T UP.
[WOMAN]
[GROUP CLAMORING]
[BRIAN]
TINY HUMAN.
WHAT'S UP, DUDE?
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
WHAT'S UP?
JAKE.
[BRIAN GRUNTS]
- OH, THIS?
- YEAH, IT'S PRETTY SWEET.
- [LAUGHS]
AT THE SHOW?
IT WAS A DAMN GOOD SHOW.
[LAUGHS]
ACTUALLY,
IT'S MY FIRST SHOW.
- NO F***ING WAY.
- YEAH.
I GOT AN IDEA.
COME WITH ME.
COME ON.
HEY, YO!
- YO.
- YO, I WANT TO INTRODUCE YOU TO MY LITTLE BUDDY, JAKE.
HE JUST GOT HIS CONCERT CHERRY
POPPED TONIGHT.
HELL YEAH, LITTLE DUDE.
YEAH, FOR SURE.
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