Buffalo '66 Page #4

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Bailiff:
All rise.

Mr. Brown,

based on your confession,

you are found guilty as charged.

Therefore, it is

the judgment of this court

that you are sentenced

to the maximum term--

five years, no parole.

Billy:

This one is going to go in June.

See how I've been doing it?

I write them down on every envelope.

You don't have to think.

This goes in June.

Any day in June.

Any day in June.

Just look at the thing,

like all the other ones.

You look at the month--

Goon, pay attention,

we're almost done.

See, June?

This one says June.

they all have a month mark.

This one goes June.

June comes before

July and after May.

So any time you hear

that it's June,

just put this in

the mailbox, all right?

Can I trust you on these?

Are we done with these?

You got it.

They've all got their own month.

Any day of the month,

you can send it.

The month is written

on the back of the thing.

This one goes

at Christmas-time.

Please don't pick your nose

in front of me.

Please don't do that.

All right? This goes

at Christmas-time.

Christmas. Do you know

when Christmas is?

- I know when Christmas is.

- You know, Rudolph...

What do you think,

I'm dumb?

Yeah, I think you're

a little dumb sometimes.

Cut it out, Billy,

or I'm not gonna do it.

Listen to me.

Wanna know what I heard in here?

Wanna know what I heard?

You know Scott Wood?

I heard from guys in here

who know for a fact--

they know for a fact

that he missed that f***ing

field goal on purpose.

That he got paid money

and he missed it on purpose.

That motherfuck.

That motherfuck.

I wonder how much

that motherfuck got paid

to ruin my f***ing life.

I'll tell you what

I'm gonna do.

Listen to me.

When I get out of here,

I'm gonna f***ing kill him.

I swear to God,

I'm gonna f***ing kill him.

That motherfucking,

10-cent field goal kicker,

I'm gonna kill him.

And I'll tell you something,

I'll kill myself, too,

'cause I don't give a f***,

'cause I'm not coming back here,

you understand?

Just remember

what I told you.

What are you looking at?

What are you looking at?

You got this, right?

You got this and this.

When is this one going?

This one is going in January.

This is for

my mother's birthday.

January. Let me write it down

on every package.

January.

Goon, please, please

don't f*** me here.

Please be a person...

Can I use the phone

in the bedroom?

Sure, you can.

Where are you calling?

Local call?

- Yes, a local call.

- Okay.

( phone rings )

Goon, it's me, Billy.

What are you doing?

Billy...

I don't want people

to call me that no more,

even you.

Billy:

Hello to you, too.

What do they call you now?

What do you want them

to call you?

My new name is Rocky.

( laughs )

Your name is Rocky?

Goon:

My new name is Rocky.

Rocky.

I go away for two seconds

and you change your name

from Goon to Rocky.

Whatever you want.

Whatever you want.

I just got out of jail.

You remember that guy, Wood?

I'd really like to find him.

Are you still going to do

that bad thing you said you'd do?

Don't you think that's not

a good thing to do?

What if the policeman

catches you?

Billy:

I'm not going to get caught.

I'm not going to get caught.

So you want to help me

or you don't want to help me?

Goon:
He's got that TV commercial,

and he's got that club

where the girls take off

their clothes.

Billy:
What? This guy opens up

a strip joint in Buffalo?

You want to come over

to my house for dinner?

My mom's cooking dinner.

What's the name

of the club?

- Hey, Goon?

- Huh?

Billy:

What's the name of the joint?

Oh, it's the name of his name.

It's got his name.

It's named-- yeah.

Do you know a street?

Can you help me out?

Can you give me

a street name?

Goon:
You're confusing me.

I don't know.

I don't remember.

You shouldn't go down there.

Don't go down there.

I have a little surprise

I haven't told Billy yet.

- Yeah?

- I'm pregnant.

- We're going to have a baby.

- Wendy, honey,

you're going

to have a baby!

- You're going to have a baby!

- Don't tell Billy,

'cause I want

to surprise him later.

- We won't say nothing.

- Come here, give me a hug !

I won't say nothing.

Goon...

I'm just kidding, all right?

I'm just kidding.

I just want to go

and say hello to him.

Can you help me find him?

I know how you get.

Don't go down there.

- You'll go back to jail.

- What did I just say?

I said I was kidding.

- You got a phone book in the house?

- Don't do bad things.

Don't do any bad things.

Did you get the raisins

that I sent you?

Yeah, Goon, I got

the raisins. Thanks.

Do you have a phone book?

Can you help me out here?

Don't call me that.

I don't like that name no more.

All right, Rocky.

Rocky! Rocky!

I'll call you Rocky.

You happy, big shot?

You happy, Rocky? What's

the difference what your name is?

Would you do me a favor

and get a phone book?

Goon:
I've got to go.

My mom's calling me.

She's mad that I'm

on the phone too long.

You know something, Goon?

You know your problem?

Your problem is your mother.

That's all you do is you run

when your mom calls you

all the time.

Could you just get

a phone book?

No, I've got to go.

My mom said I've got to go.

I need you

for one second, Goon.

One second.

Get a phone book.

- Don't be sore at me, Billy.

- I asked you to get a phone book!

Every time your mother

says something--

that's why people

call you Goon.

You know why they call you Goon?

Because you're retarded

and you're ugly.

You're an ugly retard.

And they call you Goon

because you're ugly and retarded.

And you'll always be Goon.

Goon, Goon, Goon.

That's what I'll call you

for the rest of your life.

Goon, Goon, Goon,

Goon, Goon. Okay?

So f*** you.

F***.

Oh, honey...

you're going

to have a baby!

It's really been a pleasure

having you here.

And when you have a little one,

I want you to call it

Little Jimmy.

Honey, we love you so much.

Honey, you come back soon,

all right?

And you guys have

to come visit us, too.

The house is

so beautiful.

Billy's so handy. He's built

so many amazing things.

Now you have another house.

And I want you to give

your daddy a big kiss.

Oh, honey,

we love you so much.

- You come back and visit soon.

- We will.

- Bye.

- Bye, honey.

( game plays on TV )

Jan:
Ho, ho, ho, go!

Come on !

- Billy:
I can't believe them !

- No, it's good.

It's good that they like me.

Then they'll be proud of you.

Billy:

Bullshit! My life is sh*t.

If you were my son,

I'd be really proud of you.

Did you see them

kiss your ass?

You made it happen.

You made them do that.

( Layla scoffs )

You kidnapped me.

You pulled my hair,

you threatened me.

I just went in there

and did you a favor.

- I thought I did a good job and--

- What was that sh*t about the CIA?

I asked you ''nice,'' I said ''nice.''

''Make me look good ! ''

CIA? Do you think

my father believed that?

Do you think he'd believe that

for one second?

Your son works for the CIA.

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