Bushwick Page #6
- TV-MA
- Year:
- 2017
- 94 min
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[ Helicopter blades whirring,
gunfire ]
Where is everybody?
STUPE:
I don't know.
Are we supposed to
meet them inside?
Are we supposed to
meet them outside?
We were just with everybody,
and where did they go?
How long do you think it's gonna
take for Belinda to get here?
I don't f***ing know!
Can you be patient
for one f***ing second?
I don't want to be here
any more than you do.
[ Explosion, gunfire
in distance ]
So what year of college are you?
Second-year grad student.
What are you studying?
Civil engineering.
That's great.
That's great.
You'll be able to help
make a difference.
That's great.
How old's your kid?
You never told me.
When my wife and I
used to argue,
she'd get pretty
worked up at me.
And I'm so stubborn.
She'd get so frustrated,
and she'd...
she'd lose her temper with me.
And she'd say, "Stupe,
you're such a f***ing a**hole."
I can be.
But almost immediately,
she'd come over.
And she'd put her hands
on my face.
And she'd say,
"But you're my a**hole."
We were so in love.
And my son...
My son was so beautiful,
so smart.
I wish you could have seen him.
They're dead.
They were killed in
the World Trade Center attacks.
And I was so angry.
I was so full of hate.
So I enlisted
in the Marine Corps.
[ Sniffles ]
About a year and a half later,
they shipped me over to Iraq,
and I got my chance to fight.
I thought it would
make me feel better,
but it just made me feel worse.
I did a lot of things
I'm not real proud of.
So, uh...
[ Sniffles ]
'Cause I thought
if I saved lives, that would...
That would make me feel better,
but I just...
I lost more men than I saved.
And one day...
after months of nightmares
and not being able to keep
my goddamn hands from shaking,
I just stopped.
I just...
I couldn't bear to watch
one more f***ing person die.
So they sent me home
on a medical discharge,
For years, I just wanted
to be invisible.
And here I am again,
right in the middle of it,
right in the middle of all this
f***ing death and killing.
It's like it's being shoved
down my f***ing throat,
and it just goes on and on.
It just never stops,
and it's f***ing for what?
For what?
[ Explosion in distance,
electricity crackles ]
When my family died,
I died with them.
But we're gonna get out of here.
We're gonna get Belinda.
We're gonna get
the f*** out of here.
Thank you for telling me.
I'm sorry I lied to you.
I've just never really
been able to talk about it.
Why'd you tell me
you had to go to Hoboken?
[ Chuckles ]
[ Sniffles ]
I thought if I told you
I was going to Hoboken,
no f***ing way
you'd try to follow me.
- [ Laughs ]
- [ Chuckles ]
Who the f*** wants
to go to Hoboken?
- You.
- [ Both laugh ]
I got to take a piss.
[ Sniffles ]
[ Gunshot ]
[ Thud ]
Stupe!
- What the f*** did you do?
- I'm so sorry.
[ Crying ]
He came at me, and I...
[ Crying ]
LUCY:
Get the f*** out!Get the f*** out!
Oh, my God.
[ Crying ]
Oh, my God.
Stupe.
Stupe. Stupe.
Wake up. Wake up.
Oh, my God.
No, no, no, no, no.
F***.
I don't know...
I don't know what to do.
Just tell me what to do,
and I'll do it.
I'll just...
Let me help you.
[ Crying ] Let me...
I don't...
Damn it.
[ Crying ]
I'm so sorry.
What am I gonna do?
F***.
Sorry.
[ Explosion ]
[ Gunfire ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Door opens ]
BELINDA:
Lucy!Lucy.
Oh, yes!
LUCY:
Ohh.I thought I lost you, too.
Are you okay?
What happened?
Did they do...
Hey, hey.
Get the f*** away
from my sister.
We did exactly what you asked.
Now get the f*** away from...
Hey, hey. Calm the f*** down.
The fight's outside.
You did your thing
with the church group,
and we got your sister here.
- You okay?
- Lucy, I'm really okay.
It's really bad outside.
We all just want
to get out of here.
Where's the big guy?
Look. You guys can stand
but we're getting
the f*** out of here.
- Just give me a minute.
- Wait.
JAMES:
You're wasting time.We're leaving.
LUCY:
Come on!
Lucy, what are you doing?
F*** me.
Really?
He's dead?
That's some sh*t.
We got to get out of here.
Whoa.
We're going.
- Come on.
- Okay, okay, okay.
LUCY:
Stay close to me.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
BELINDA:
I'm so scared.
I told you it was
f***ed up out here.
LUCY:
Stay close to me.
BELINDA:
Okay, okay, okay. I'm here.
There's so many people.
You can't even see anything.
LUCY:
Let's get behind this.
BELINDA:
We're stuck.
We're not going to be
able to get through.
- No, no, no.
- Lucy, let's go.
They have a plan. We just have
to get to those helicopters.
Where are they?
LUCY:
They're right over there.
[ Gunshots ]
- Stay near me.
- BELINDA:
Okay.[ Horn blares ]
[ Horn blaring ]
Whoa!
LUCY:
Okay. Let's go.
[ Gunshots ]
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Don't lose me.
Oh, sh*t.
[ Gunfire ]
- Belinda, wait.
- Got you, b*tch.
Get the f*** off me.
[ Gunshot ]
Come on. Come on. Get up.
We got to move.
[ Gunfire ]
LUCY:
Belinda?
[ Shouting ]
LUCY:
This way.
[ Gunfire ]
Okay.
You're good.
You're good. You're good.
Okay.
This way. This way.
This way.
- The gun's out.
- Drop it, drop it.
[ Men grunting, gunfire ]
Take his gun.
Take his gun.
Come on.
- Aah!
- [ Gunshots ]
Help me. Help me.
Help me.
[ Grunts ]
F***.
Run and keep shooting!
[ Gunfire ]
Yeah? Okay.
Gonna get behind those barrels.
Ready? Okay. Run.
- Run!
- [ Grunts ]
[ Gunfire ]
You okay?
We have to make it
through there.
What?
No. F***.
We're not gonna make it.
Okay. We're gonna pull these.
Are you ready?
We're gonna pull these.
One, two, three.
- Throw it.
- Throw.
MAN:
Grenade! Grenade! Grenade!
[ Explosion ]
[ Gunfire ]
[ Explosion ]
- Oh, look!
- We found it.
We're almost in. The helicopters
are right over there.
We got to get
the f*** out of here.
Oh, sh*t.
[ Gunfire ]
I see the helicopter.
[ Men grunting ]
Come on.
We're so close.
[ Gunfire ]
Everybody keep moving
towards the chopper.
LUCY:
Aah!Aah!
MAN:
Stay low.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Belinda!
Okay.
I'm coming for you.
Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.
Aah! Aah!
Aah!
Oh. F***.
[ Gunfire ]
[ Gunshots ]
F***. Okay.
Can you walk?
I can't.
Okay, okay.
I'm gonna pull you.
- Okay?
- Okay.
Okay. One.
We're so close.
We're so close.
- [ Gunfire ]
- Lucy!
[ Grunts ]
Lucy, get up.
Lucy.
[ Man speaking indistinctly ]
[ Crying ]
Come on.
No!
MAN:
Come on, come on.
- Get up.
- BELINDA:
I won't leave her.MAN:
We got to keep moving.
BELINDA:
No![ Helicopter blades whirring ]
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