Bread and Roses Page #7

-Shut up!

-I 'm telling you that I did it...

Ruben wasn 't involved. He 's nothing

to do. He'll lose his scholarship.

I don 't give ashit. You did it.

You can go too.

I can go, but not them.

-You and all of them can get out!

-What are you talking about?

-I don 't give a sh*t!

-What have you done, Marina?? Why?

It wasn't me. And keep your

mouth shut, please, Maya.

-Alright, that 's enough!

-No! Where is your sister, Rosa?

-Where is your sister?

-I don 't know where is my sister.

She 's taking

care of her husband.

What are you talking about?

I 'd like to know why you do that.

She 's warned him.

I say the truth.

-What are you talking about?

-Why would she do such thing?

She phoned him,

she said she was sick.

And after that, she told him

who was involved.

-Goddamn it! Shut up!

-What are you talking about?

-You're a f***ing liar!

-Goddamn it! Shut up!

Ask him who 's gonna be the new

supervisor of the new buildings.

What? Marina...

It 's gonna be your sister Rosa.

-Please, guys, believe me.

-We don 't believe. Ask him.

It 's not the first time that

she says something like that.

-What happened to my sister?

-lt 's none of your business.

Yes, it 's our business because

we 're losing our jobs. It 's my sister.

I did it, I 'm telling you,

I wanna know the truth.

Ask her, ask your sister.

-Get them out! Get them out of here!

-F*** you! F*** you!

You can't do this to people.

Why?

Ella, your friend...

Dolores... Ben...

Ruben will lose

his place at university.

He wasn't even there!

-Shut your trap!

-No, I don 't. Dolores is pregnant.

Shut up. They 'd have lost their

jobs anyway, sooner or later.

So it was really you??

Yes, and I would do it again.

I 'm not watching my husband die...

while he waits to get on awaiting

list. Life is now, Maya.

Now, stupid!

This is no f***ing fairy tale!

-Why?

-"Why" what?

Why did you sell us out?

Why did you sell us out?

You sold yourselves out.

Especially you.

On your own. We always think

we 're going to win, right?

When are we going to face facts?

When will we realize they are too

strong for us? They've always been.

How many times have

we tried, dear God?

Pick up the clothes.

You 're a f***ing traitor, Rosa!

A f***ing traitor, sister.

Oh, yes? You think I 'm a traitor?

Really?

Is that what you think?

While I was feeding you all?

Sending money to mother and you?

You think so?

Filling your bellies?!

Did you ever wondered

how Rosa raised the money?

How old was I when

I arrived in Tijuana?

I was a kid.

A kid, wasn 't l?

And nobody wondered.

Why bother?? Rosa kept

your bellies nice and full.

You know how I did it?

Whoring!

I was a prostitute!

How about that?

-I had no idea.

-I was awhore, sister.

To keep you all from starving!

For 5 f***ing years in Tijuana,

every single night...

...just about every single night.

-I had no idea.

Suck their c*cks, Rosa! Do it!

F***, Rosa, f***!

Do it. Your family

is starving to death.

Suck their d*cks!

Come on! F***, f***!

Sounds ugly, right??

Disgusting??

What do you think now??

Nobody wondered, right??

Dad walks out.

Who gets screwed??

I didn 't know, Rosa.

I didn 't know!

Rosa goes out to f***!

Let Rosa f***...

and suck every cock on earth!

Black, white...

filthy, greasy, whatever!

She can f*** the whole world, right?

-We didn 't know.

-My husband gets sick, I f***!

Who gets screwed??

Rosa! Let Rosa do the dirty work!

Let Rosa do it all!

Fool that she is!

Let Rosa f*** the planet

so you can all stuff your bellies.

I hate the whole f***ing world!

I 've put up with it

all my f***ing life!

It 's been always inside me,

here in my guts!

How do you like that, Maya?

Come here.

-I 'm talking to you.

-Rosa, I didn 't know.

You know how I got you that job?

You wanted a job, didn 't you?

"Please, sister, get me a job,

I can do anything."

You know what I did?

That 's right, sister.

I f***ed Perez.

I f***ed him! For you!

I f***ed him for you!

Because I 'm tired! Tired!

All my life. My husband gets sick?

I f***. Dad walks out? I f***.

-I din 't know.

-You want a job? I f***.

For Christ, Rosa, I didn 't know!

No?? You shut your eyes?

You feel bad now?

You feel bad now?

I have a husband,

I have two kids and what?

And I 'm a f***ing whore, right?

That 's what I am, because I did it

in Tijuana and keep on doing here.

How do you like that, Maya?

My own daughter

asks me where her daddy is.

What am I going to tell her, Maya?

I don 't even remember his face.

"l don 't know who the hell he is. You

were born in a brothel, daughter."

You are right, Maya.

I 'm a f***ing traitor.

A traitor to myself,

to my family and my daughter!

Rosa, what have we done to you?

What have you done to me??

I had no idea.

Sir, can I use the restroom?

To your left, on the back.

Don 't lose it.

Sir, there 's a body! Oh, my God!

Where 's the body? What body?

Sh*t.

Open the f***ing door!

Listen, lady...

you better open the f***ing door,

or I 'll tell you right now...

...you 'll get in trouble. Open it!

-There 's a pervert...

in the lady 's restoroom, he 's got

his pants pulled down.

-He 's got his pants down?

-Yes, it 's horrible.

-Calm down. You call the police.

-Thank you.

-I 'll take care of him.

-Thank you so much.

-Hey, buddy.

-What??

-Why don 't you pull up your pants?

-Pull up my pants?

What are you doing with your pants

down, showing up to women?

-What the f***?? Open this door!

-The police are on their way.

What is this?

Look and see...

Is this a joke or what?

You start on September 12th.

Where did you get so much money?

Don 't ask.

Listen. If you don 't become

this country 's top lawyer...

I 'll never forgive you.

I don 't know what to say, Maya.

-Go to college.

-Thank you.

-What do we want?

-Justice!

-And when?

-Now!

-What do we want?

-Justice!

We can do it!

We can do it!

Justice! Now!

Justice! Now!

We can do it!

We can do it!

We can do it!

We can do it!

-Do you wanna have dinner tonight?

-Tonight? Yeah.

-Tonight?

-At my house.

-What are we having?? Pizza?

-No, I 'll cook. I 'll pick you at 8.

We can do it!

We can do it!

We can do it!

We can do it!

We want bread...

but roses too!

Upwith the Union!

Down with exploitation!

Alright. Alright.

Listen up. Today...

is a great day for the

janitors in this building, alright?

We have to let the owners of this

building know that we'll continue...

until people get

their jobs back, right?

In the past few months...

I 've seen you insulted...

I 've seen you fired

from your work...

I 've seen you go through financial

crises with your families...

there 's been threats of deportation,

friends split up because of betrail.

I salute your courage.

Because it takes a lot of it.

Now, we're fighting

for health care, right?

For respect at work.

We want bread,

but we want roses too.

We want all the beautiful things

in life. You see that banner?

That banner dates back to 1912...

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