Bomb City
- TV-MA
- Year:
- 2017
- 95 min
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[HUMMING, BUZZING]
[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]
[WIND HOWLING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[MAN RAPPING INDISTINCTLY]
WHERE KING'S
'BOUT TO F*** SH*T UP!
[GLASS SHATTERS]
[CROWD CLAMORING]
[LAUGHTER, CLAMORING CONTINUES]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
MOTHERFUCKERS!
[CAMERON]
"DESTROY EVERYTHING."
IS THIS THE MESSAGE WE WAN TO SEND OUR CHILDREN
FOR GENERATIONS TO COME?
"DESTROY... EVERYTHING."
IS WHAT THA WEAPON-WIELDING GOON WORE
HE WAS ON:
COMBAT BOOTS,
WAR CHAINS...
AND THIS.
"DESTROY EVERYTHING."
[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING ON TV]
IN A SQUARE:
CONDITIONED TO LISTEN TO PEOPLE,
WHEN THEY'RE IN
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,
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
HANGING FROM A TREE
UH... UH...
AND THAT'S SOMETHING THAT WE'VE
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
A REASON WHY.
THAT'S ONLY WHEN
BUT I THINK WHAT'S REALLY...
OF... UH, CHAOS
AND, UH, PC, NONSENSICAL,
UPTIGHTNESS.
IT'S WHITE TEENAGERS.
THEY'RE MIDDLE CLASS,
THEY'RE WHITE,
THEY'RE SPOILED.
AMERICA'S A LIE?
IS IT BECAUSE:
LIKE THEY'RE NEVER
GOOD ENOUGH, YOU KNOW?
FOR THE SCHOLARSHIP,
FAMOUS FOR 15 MINUTES."
WHY THEY'RE MAD
YOU KNOW?
WHY THE VIOLENCE?
'CAUSE, YOU KNOW...
YOU MADE THEM, AMERICA.
YOU KNOW,
[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.
SUITING UP.
[MCCORMICK]
COME ON NOW, RICKY.
WE'LL HAVE THEIR ASS BEA BY HALFTIME, YOU KNOW THAT.
IS YOUR MOM'S P*SSY.
- [SPITS]
- [GIGGLES]
WHAT... GET...
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,
THY KINGDOM COME,
IN HEAVEN.
OUR DAILY BREAD.
AND FORGIVE US:
OUR TRESPASSES,
AND LEAD US NO INTO TEMPTATION,
THE POWER,
THE GLORY FOREVER
- AND EVER.
- HEY, WHAT'S UP, BRI?
- NEW YORK.
GOOD, YEAH.
[BRIAN]
HEY, WHAT'S UP, MAN?
- YEAH, HE'S IN THERE SOMEWHERE.
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.
[LAUGHS]
GET UP HERE.
[OVER P.A.] LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING
[CYMBALS CRASHING LIGHTLY]
WE WOULDN'T BE HERE
IF IT WASN'T FOR
[CHEERING]
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:
TO SOCIETY'S TOOLS
THERE'S SOMETHING
IN THEIR EYES:
TEENAGE REBELLION
AND THE LIST:
IS THOUSANDS LONG.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
[MARCHING BAND PLAYING]
[BAND CONTINUES PLAYING INSIDE]
ONE OF THEM?
WHAT ARE YOU, A PSYCHIC?
WELL, I'M SORRY, THE GUY
IS QUESTIONING ME
ABOUT DRINKING?
REALLY?
[BOTTLE BREAKS]
AAH!
WHAT'S HAPPENING, MAN?
OOH!
[CHUCKLES]
SH*T, I DIDN'T THINK
I'M NOT GONNA
MISS THE SHOW.
TO THE ROAD.
PSH. SHOULD'VE KNOWN THIS BLACK
- NEVER FAILS.
- [BOTH LAUGH]
KILLER SHOW.
[OLES]
F*** YEAH, DAWG.
[CHUCKLES]
F***.
IN THERE.
SHUT THE F*** UP, KING,
ALL RIGHT?
DUDE.
ALL RIGHT, SUNSHINE,
TELL THIS A**HOLE
FIRST OF ALL,
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.
IN A BIT.
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?
[LAUGHS]
ACTUALLY,
- NO F***ING WAY.
- YEAH.
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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