Bullet

Stein, 84A1900,

report to "B"block.

F***.

Come on, Stein, move your ass.

And don't forget your stinking rat.

His name's Tony Curtis

to you, scumbag.

Watch your mouth, convict.

Youse will be back.

Not in this lifetime.

Take care. All right.

Look up Batches for me, man.

You take care.

Baby!

Welcome to the free world, man.

Welcome back.

- What's this?

- You know.

Bullet, come on,

save it for the car.

Here. These are your favorite.

- How are you doing, big guy?

- l'm doing great.

Check it out. What do you think?

Not bad, huh?

Let's go get high.

lt's on the state.

Now you're talking.

Ruby, there's those

two faggots from the island.

l bet you they're going to cop.

Am l missing something here?

Every time me and Ruby come here,

we see these two punks.

Your girlfriend Tank's

making a fortune off them.

You got a piece, Lester?

Yeah...

Absolutely.

What are you going to do with that?

Just shut the f*** up, Ruby.

Stop being such a dick.

Oh, man.

Ruby, you stay in the car.

Lester, come on.

What do youse need?

Where's Flaco?

Flaco had to take care

of some business.

Who the f*** are you?

Listen, punk,

you looking to cop something,

or you want to just stay here

in your mama's Jaguar?

Just chill out.

lt's all right.

Don't you tell me to chill out.

Come on.

- Just get up against the wall!

- What the f*** is this?

lt's your life!

Now shut your mouth!

Don't hurt us.

l can get anything you want.

My parents got

a shitload of money!

Punk, what we want,

money can't buy.

Take off your clothes.

What?

Are we going to rob them

or f*** them?

What difference does it make?

Sh*t.

What are you doing up here?

l told you to stay in the car.

F***ing crazy.

You just got out of jail, man.

Come on, Butch.

Get the hell out of here.

Ruby, stop being such a p*ssy

and wait in the car.

Lester, don't call my brother a p*ssy.

Don't ever say that to him again.

Getting high is one thing.

Ripping people off is another.

Man, there's no way

l'm upping the booty.

You're going to have to kill me.

You're real brave, huh?

l like that in a woman.

Now, you got about ten seconds

to take off your panties.

F***, Jamie, just do it, man!

Let's go, girls.

Give me that.

F***, man!

l can't f***ing believe

he did that!

Shut up, Brian.

You're such a f***ing p*ssy!

Motherf***er. Thought you was upstate,

you motherf***er.

l was. Now l'm downtown, Flaco.

You got a problem with that?

l hope you Jew clowns

ain't up to what l think you're up to.

Flaco, don't tell me that an educated spic

like yourself is an anti-Semite.

F*** him, Bullet.

Come on.

There's your f***ing spic,

you cocksucker.

Get the f*** out of here!

Come on, Butch! Please.

Get in the car!

Tell that n*gger Tank...

Bullet's back.

Come on!

You out of your f***ing mind?

Jesus Christ.

Tank's going to go ape sh*t.

l know.

Son of a b*tch!

Go away!

l ain't buying nothing!

Let us just use your phone!

We've been mugged!

Look at this.

We don't need your kind

down here buying drugs.

Why don't you go back

to where you came from?

Why don't you go back

to where you came from?

Come on, lady, please.

We'll pay you whatever you want.

What are you going to pay me with--

that tiny thing between your legs?

What are you going to pay me with--

that tiny thing between your legs?

Move your f***ing asses out of

this building before l blow your balls off!

l better not catch you

back here again!

Sh*t, man, she's crazy, too!

Bullet, take it easy

with that sh*t, will you?

Two bags of it will have you

sucking your own dick.

He's right.

Let's just have a little taste.

l'll bang up more

than both you put together.

Fire this up.

Sh*t.

Lester. Lester, wake up.

Wake up, man.

- You're burning a hole in your chest.

- F***. F***!

l'm never, ever gonna stop

Not the way

l feel about you

Girl, l just can't live

without you

l'm never, ever

gonna quit 'cause

Quittin' just ain't my shtick

l'm gonna stay

right here with you

How you doing, honey?

- How you doing, baby?

- Want to party?

Listen, guys, l got to take care

of some business here.

Someone's getting it

in the ass hard.

How you doing?

Stupid-ass.

- You're so stupid--

- Go f*** yourself.

You got the sweetest ass.

You got the sweetest ass.

You better straighten up

because Mom's home.

Dad's there.

He's going to start in with his sh*t

soon as l walk in the door.

Just take it easy.

So, Butch,

what are you going to do?

What plans have you made?

Just looking around.

You're looking around?

Sol, please,

tell Butchy about the job.

l got a building going up

in Williamsburg.

l can get you on the crew.

lt's up to $9 an hour.

l already got you on the payroll,

take care of your parole situation.

You'll come with me

in the morning.

l got some people l'm going to see

about some other kind of work.

Oh, yeah, Butch?

What kind of work is that?

Sol, please.

You're 35 goddamn years old!

When are you going to start

taking responsibility for your life?

You f***ed up all those

baseball scholarships.

You could have made

something of yourself.

But you're weak,

you goddamn loser.

- Sol, please--

- Cookie, shut up.

You boys--

the three of youse--you're killing me.

Just chill out.

lt's his first night back.

Oh, listen.

Mr. Big Shot--sleeps all day,

runs around all night

with that fag Lester--

Lester's not a fag.

- Cookie, give me another martini.

- Yeah, Mom, make it a double.

Listen, schmuck,

nobody's talking to you.

Your brother's got an excuse--

he's a convict.

Your goddamn genius brother

over here thinks he's--

What the hell's that guy's name?

Salvatore Dali.

Pop, it's Salvador.

Salvador, Salvatore,

what the hell's the difference?

l break my ass to give you boys

all the opportunities l never had.

What do l get back in return?

A convict, a schmuck,

and a schizophrenic psychotic...

who thinks he's a G.l. Joe.

Michelangelo's old man considered art

a profession of social disgrace.

A lot of his art

is a projection of his own

emotional pain at home.

l think l can relate with that.

Don't break my balls.

Listen, Pop, there's worse things

than prison--your mind.

Yeah, right.

All three of you should be in jail,

where you don't have to work

for a living.

l don't think so.

You try watching some young cherry

from the neighborhood

getting his a**hole reamed out

by a bunch of murderers and rapists.

You look at that.

lt don't matter how bad

you think you are.

lf these motherfuckers want you,

they're going to take you.

You try living with that.

Welcome home, convict.

You're a very touching story.

My hemorrhoids bleed for you.

Pop...now, why can't you

find me a job?

l think it's really funny

that the horrible convict over here

ain't out of jail for 24 hours

and you managed

to find him a f***ing job.

Louis, are you going

to have dinner tonight?

What ever happened

to death before dishonor?

Louis, don't start.

Come, put your teeth in

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