Down the Shore Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 2011
- 93 min
- $4,808
- 67 Views
- What do you think?
What do you think?
I think you've been warned.
Who the f*** do you think
you're talking to?
I don't know, man.
I don't know you anymore.
You know me, Bailey.
forget that.
- I want a coke.
- Please?
Please. Thank you.
Straw?
Hey.
What-- what are you
doing here?
I gotta talk to you,
all right?
Martin, Jack's gonna go in
Your mom will be back
in a minute, okay?
Okay.
What the hell's going on?
Oh, nothing.
Did Wiley hit you?
Why you doin' this?
'Cause I wanna know
the truth.
You wanna know
the truth.
I married Wiley,
I had his kid, okay?
For better or worse,
it's what I wanted.
What about now?
- You don't think about it now.
No.
I mean,
what the f*** happened?
We were together,
you know?
And then, one day
I wake up, and...
you're married
to my best friend.
You were the best thing
in my life,
and then gone.
I love you.
Please don't do this.
I always have.
I always will.
I can't.
I can't.
- Yeah, we can.
- No, we can't.
- We can find a way.
- There is no way out.
No.
Why not?
He's doing crack,
you know that?
You and Martin shouldn't even
be around him.
There's no protection
from life, Bailey.
You know that
better than anyone.
Fresh popcorn for everybody!
Wow, beautiful.
Okay, bambini,
popcorn for everybody.
Oh, this is for Thomas.
Come on, take this one to Thomas.
Come.
You like it?
Mm.
See you tomorrow, ciao.
- Okay, next one.
- Jamie's got four.
He's the winner.
Good job, good job.
I am!
I am!
I can't hear you?
- I am!
- I can't hear you!
- I am!
- I am!
- Come on, get off.
- What?
Get off.
The ride's for kids. Get off.
I'm a kid. Give me a stick.
Come on.
All right, here we go!
You ready?
Okay, kids.
I'm getting 'em all.
Get ready,
I'm gettin' em all.
Let's go!
- No!
- Aha!
All right, kids.
Bring me all your sticks.
You did good.
I know, the big, bad man
took all the rings.
Next time.
Did you have fun?
Good.
Here you go.
All right, thank you, thank you.
All right, come back.
- That was fun.
- Huh?
That was fun.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
It's 'cause I won.
Come on,
give me the stick.
What do you want?
I want my prize.
Yeah?
- You want a balloon?
- No, no, no.
- You wish.
- What? What do you want?
Cash.
How much?
I can't do that.
It's too much.
Really?
Find it.
- Hi.
- Ciao.
- How'd it go today?
- All right.
What's this,
no hot dog today?
No, I ate a whole pizza.
Mom made me
save you some.
- Thanks.
- It's good.
Marty, look at here.
I have a surprise for you.
Hey, Marty.
Look.
- What's that?
- It's a football.
Football ball.
Come on, play with me.
Come.
Yeah, we play football, huh?
- Yeah.
- Soccer.
We call it soccer here, Jacko.
Get it, get it.
Can we go?
Can we go to the beach, Ma?
No, sweetie.
Maybe some other time, okay?
- I wanna go!
- Throw the ball. Throw the ball.
- Hey, come here.
- Come on, it's gonna get dark soon!
Yeah, but I saw some kids
on the beach.
They lighted up some fire
and it looks like fun.
It is.
We used to make 'em all the time
when we were in high school, remember?
- Bailey's were the best.
- Oh, yeah?
Okay, Bailey.
Come on.
Come. Allez, allez.
Bailey, come on.
Let's go to the beach,
everybody.
Let's go, everybody.
We go to play on the beach.
We go to play
on the beach.
Kick the ball.
I'll show you, I'll show you.
Hold on, okay.
Play with this, your feet, like this.
- You see? Very good.
- Okay.
- Very nice, okay?
- Okay.
- Hold on.
- Not gonna work.
Wood's too wet.
You'll get it.
- Move your feet!
- No!
Yeah, you know something
I don't? Try it and see.
Take a lesson from Jack.
You know,
you play like this, you see?
- I got it. I know.
- Okay?
All right, I got it.
I'll throw it.
Hold on, look at that--
look at this trick.
Look at-- no, here.
Oh!
- Hold on, hold on.
- Go, Jack!
See?
It takes patience.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah.
Gotta get way under.
Yeah.
Wrong season.
Never used to stop us.
Remember?
Yeah, I remember.
I will if you will.
What?
- You're crazy.
- Come on.
Be crazy with me.
- You're kidding, right?
- No.
Come on.
I make a goal.
This is a goal.
Put it down.
Put it down, Marty, right there.
And you kick it very slow.
You have to make a goaI.
- A boot. Okay?
- Okay.
Yes, goal.
Very good.
Hold on, I go.
Don't run!
Don't run, Marty!
Don't run, come here!
Come here, Marty.
Come here,
come here, Marty.
Come here. I'm here.
Come on, Marty.
Come, come, come. I'm here.
- It's okay, it's okay.
- It's okay.
Hey, hey, sweetie.
I'm here. It's okay.
Look at your mommy.
Look at your mommy.
- Open your eyes.
- Martin, I'm right here, look.
You just swallowed
some seawater, that's all.
You swallowed
some yucky seawater.
It tastes salty.
Does it taste salty?
Taste it.
Like a bad pretzel, right?
Yeah, it's yucky seawater,
that's all.
- Aw, it's okay.
- It's salty and it sticks and burns.
Look at me.
Look at me, look at me.
Okay, it burns
and it stings, right?
But you're okay.
You're okay.
Okay, okay.
- Come on, come on.
- It's okay, sweetie. I'm right here.
You okay now?
Mommy's right here, okay?
You okay? You feel better now?
You better?
Yes.
It hurts.
It was icky seawater.
Yeah, I know.
You sure did.
- I got a boot.
- You got a what?
A boot.
It's called--
it's called a goal.
- He did it.
- Put that on.
It was an accident.
I knew we shouldn't have
come down here.
Come on, Bailey.
He's a kid.
He should have fun.
Why don't you go the f*** home
before you ruin everything
in my life, okay?
Hey, listen.
I came here, your life was sh*t.
You understand that?
I make it better, remember.
- You made it better?
- Yes!
How'd you make it better?
Huh?
I lost half my f***in' house,
Mary's got a black eye,
Wiley's a f***ing crack head
and he wants more money,
and my sister's buried
in a f***ing ash can
down the beach.
How the f*** did you make it better,
motherf***er?
Huh, motherf***er?
I love her, too.
She was my wife.
She was my f***ing wife.
And you're lucky or I'd f***ing
kill you, motherf***er.
What did you say?
He want more money?
Huh?
Yeah, he wants more money.
He wants $500
every f***ing weekend.
How's that grab ya?
# Will put me right down
in a hole #
# Ooh, yeah #
# Wild ride... #
Ciao, Jaquimo.
"Come este?"
"Como estai," Terri.
"Como estai."
Right. Como estai?
Gimme the same, please.
You got it, Jacquimo.
I wish I had a cigarette.
So get one.
I can't.
Susan made me quit.
You surprise me.
You know?
You're not afraid to beat
the sh*t out of me,
but you don't
do nothing to Wiley.
Nothing.
You know, Wiley and me,
we had this competition.
We'd...
drink.
And whoever's left standing
at the end of the night
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