Gravesend

Synopsis: Four young men spend their Saturday night trying to come up with the money to cover up the accidental death of a family member. As the night grows old, the tensions between the four rise and the situation becomes all the more desperate.
Genre: Crime, Drama
Director(s): Salvatore Stabile
Production: Palm Pictures
  1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
6.3
Rotten Tomatoes:
60%
R
Year:
1997
85 min
65 Views


Sal:
I GREW UP IN

A SMALL ITALIAN NEIGHBORHOOD

IN BROOKLYN:

CALLED GRAVESEND.

NOT MANY PEOPLE KNOW THAT THERE

IS A GRAVESEND, BROOKLYN.

THAT'S BECAUSE

OVER THE YEARS,

THE PEOPLE THOUGHT

IT BROUGHT BAD LUCK

TO HAVE A NAME SO CLOSELY

ASSOCIATED WITH DEATH.

SO, INSTEAD,

PEOPLE WOULD SAY

THAT THEY LIVED IN BENSONHURST

OR CONEY ISLAND.

AND THE NAME GRAVESEND

WAS FORGOTTEN.

MY STORY'S ABOUT MY 4 FRIENDS

FROM GRAVESEND--

RAY, MIKEY,

CHICKEN, AND ZANE,

WHO ALSO HAVE:

BEEN FORGOTTEN.

ONE MONDAY MORNING,

JUST BEFORE I WAS

GOING TO SCHOOL,

8 COPS KNOCKED

ON MY DOOR,

AND I WAS ARRESTED

AND HANDCUFFED:

AND BROUGHT DOWN

TO THE 6-2 PRECINCT

ON BATH AVENUE.

THEY TOOK ME:

IN THE BACK ROOM,

AND THEY BEGAN TO ASK ME

WHERE I WAS SATURDAY NIGHT.

I TOLD THEM I WENT OUT

WITH MY GIRLFRIEND,

BUT THEY DIDN'T BELIEVE ME.

THEN THEY STARTED

ASKING ME QUESTIONS

ABOUT MY 4 FRIENDS.

I STOPPED ANSWERING THEM.

I WAS ARRESTED BEFORE,

AND I KNEW MY RIGHTS.

ALL I KEPT SAYING WAS

MY NAME IS SAL STABILE,

I'M 17-YEARS OLD,

AND I LIVE IN GRAVESEND.

AFTER A FEW HOURS,

THE SERGEANT EXPLAINED

WHAT HAPPENED:

AND TOLD ME THAT

THEY COULDN'T LET ME GO.

AND THEY PUT ME IN A CELL

ALL BY MYSELF.

ALL I DID THAT ENTIRE DAY

WAS THANK GOD:

THAT I WASN'T

WITH MY 4 FRIENDS

THAT SATURDAY NIGHT.

AND I DON'T EVEN

BELIEVE IN GOD.

WHASSUP?

GET THE F***

OUT OF MY FACE.

GET THE F***

OUT OF MY FACE!

[EVERYBODY YELLING AT ONCE]

WE ALREADY WENT:

OVER THIS, MY MAN.

ALL RIGHT? WE ALREADY

WENT OVER THIS.

GEE, YOU F***IN'

MY B*TCH. ALL RIGHT?

YOU'RE STUPID, MAN.

STUPID? I AIN'T

F***IN' STUPID.

YOU THINK I'M

F***IN' STUPID?

YOU GIVE ME:

ANY F***IN'

MATH PROBLEM.

ANY F***IN'

MATH PROBLEM.

I'LL SOLVE IT

RIGHT HERE,

MOTHERF***ER.

[EVERYBODY YELLING AT ONCE]

2X + 12 = 39.

GIVE ME:

THE F***IN' PEN,

ALL RIGHT?

WHAT'S X? WHAT'S X?

2X + 12 = 39.

I HEARD YOU.

[EVERYBODY TALKING AT ONCE]

SHH!

6?

YEAH, IT'S

F***IN' 6, MAN.

IT'S F***IN' 6.

MIKEY, ISN'T IT 6?

[EVERYBODY TALKS AT ONCE]

EVERYBODY WANTS TO

BE MY FRIEND WHEN I

WALK IN HERE, RIGHT?

NONE OF YOU HAVE

F***IN' BALLS, MAN.

NONE OF YOU:

HAD BALLS.

HERE I AM.

YEAH, YEAH?

YOU WANT TO GO:

THE F*** OUTSIDE

THEN, MAN, HUH?

[EVERYBODY TALKS AT ONCE]

[TOILET FLUSHES]

OH, COME ON, GUYS.

NOT ANOTHER F***IN'

SATURDAY NIGHT.

Sal:
EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT,

ME, RAY, MIKEY,

CHICKEN, AND ZANE

WOULD HANG OUT:

IN RAY'S BASEMENT.

HERE'S THE PITCH.

OH!

Sal:
RAY'S BROTHER MARK

OWNED THE HOUSE:

AND LIVED UPSTAIRS

ALL ALONE.

I DON'T KNOW.

IT DEPENDS.

Sal:
USUALLY EVERY

SATURDAY NIGHT,

ZANE WOULD GET BORED

AND RESTLESS AND START

TO MAKE TOO MUCH NOISE.

THEN RAY'S BROTHER MARK

WOULD COME DOWN:

IN HIS UNDERWEAR

AND THROW US ALL

OUT OF THE BASEMENT.

F***IN' "A" RIGHT I WILL.

USUALLY ZANE AND MARK

GOT INTO AN ARGUMENT.

AND THAT WAS OUR

SATURDAY NIGHT.

IT DEPENDS.

GIVE ME:

THE F***IN' BOOK.

IT'S A BOOK.

IT'S A BOOK.

[EVERYBODY YELLS AT ONCE]

I'M A MEAN

MOTHERF***ER.

WHO CARES ABOUT:

THIS B*TCH, MAN?

SHE'S F***IN'

A N*GGER, MAN.

I'M A CONGO LAD.

YOU SAY ONE MORE--

NO, GUYS.

CHILL, NOW, CHILL.

I WAS WALKING:

THROUGH THE JUNGLE

WITH A DICK IN MY HAND.

CHILL OUT. LET'S F***IN'

SMOKE BOWLS, MAN.

WE GOT 200 BONES

IN OUR BODY,

NONE IN OUR MOUTH.

WHAT DID I SEE?

THAT'S ALL RIGHT,

'CAUSE I CAN'T

GET OVER HIS MOTHER.

UP IN A TREE.

[EVERYBODY TALKS AT ONCE]

A MEAN MOTHERF***ER

TRIED TO PISS ON ME.

ANYTIME.

WHENEVER YOU FEEL--

GUYS! GOD DAMN IT!

SO I PICKED UP A ROCK.

HIS ROCKS!

AND I HIT HIM:

IN A COCK.

F***IN' "A",

MOTHERFUCKERS!

SHUT UP, MAN.

AND THAT MEAN:

MOTHERF***ER LIKED

TO RUN 30 BLOCKS.

COME ON, MOTHERF***ER,

YOU WANT SOME:

F***IN' ACTION?

COME ON.

COME ON, HUH, HUH?

YEAH, WAKE YOU

THE F*** UP A LITTLE, HUH?

COME ON, WAKE YOU

THE F*** UP, HUH, RAY?

ZANE,

IS THAT LOADED?

HUH? IS IT LOADED, HUH?

IS IT LOADED?

I DON'T KNOW.

SHOULD WE LOOK, HUH?

NO.

COME ON, ZANE, WHAT

ARE YOU DOING, MAN?

[PULLS TRIGGER]

RAY, GET THESE GUYS

OUT OF HERE, MAN.

CHICKEN, ZANE,

ALL'A YA'S.

I GOT TO GET UP:

AT 6:
30, MAN.

I'M HEARING

YOUR SH*T ALL NIGHT.

NOW, GET THE F***

OUT OF HERE.

YOU GOT 2 MINUTES.

OH!

Zane:

GET UPSTAIRS,

YOU FAG.

WHO WAS THAT?

WHO WAS THAT? ZANE?

THAT'S RIGHT.

WHAT DID YOU SAY?

WHAT DID YOU:

JUST SAY?

DID I STUTTER?

HUH?

DID I STUTTER. I SAID,

"GO UPSTAIRS, FAG."

ZANE.

WHAT?

DO YOURSELF A FAVOR.

GET OUT OF:

MY BASEMENT.

YOU GOT 2 MINUTES.

OH, OK.

OK?

OK. WHY DON'T YOU

GO UP TO THE WHORE

WHO SUCKED MY DICK

AND YOUR BROTHER'S?

SUCKED YOUR DICK?

SHUT UP.

YOU'RE F***IN' DICK.

IS THAT ALL YOU GOT,

P*SSY?

THAT'S ALL

IS THAT ALL I GOT?

YOU GOT, PUS?

YOU WANT MORE?

YOU WANT MORE,

ZANE?

DO YOU WANT ME:

TO TEACH YOU:

A FAVOR?

COME ON,

MOTHERF***ER.

ZANE, PUT THE

F***IN' GUN AWAY.

RAY.

THAT'S ALL YOU

GOT, YOU LITTLE--

HUH, P*SSY RAY!

MOTHERF***ER?

COME ON.

RAY, GET HIM OU OF THE BASEMENT.

GET THAT GUN--

COME ON,

MOTHERF***ER.

GO AHEAD.

[GUNSHOT]

HEY, RAY.

I DIDN'T KNOW

THE GUN WAS:

LOADED, MAN.

CALL A F***ING

AMBULANCE.

RAY.

YOU KNOW, RAY,

KIDS PLAYING:

WITH GUNS:

ALL THE TIME.

AMBULANCE!

RAY, I DIDN'T WANT

TO SHOOT HIM.

YOU KNOW THAT, RAY.

THIS WASN'T

SOME F***ING KID

ON THE STREET, MAN.

THIS WAS MY BROTHER.

RAY, I'M SORRY,

MAN.

YOU GUYS, WE GOT TO GET

HIM TO A HOSPITAL.

NO ONE LIKED HIM

ANYWAY.

HE WAS A DICK.

GET THE F***

OUT OF HERE, MAN.

GO CALL AN AMBULANCE.

[EVERYBODY TALKING AT ONCE]

I'LL CALL VICTOR

AT MEMORIAL.

NO, MAN.

WHY?

[EVERYBODY TALKS AT ONCE]

CALL ANOTHER HOSPITAL!

I WAS F***ED UP

ON SPEED ONE TIME.

I WENT THERE AND

MY ARM WAS F***IN'

BROKEN BACKWARDS.

I WAS, LIKE, F***IN'

THEY OPERATED:

ON MY STOMACH.

WHAT WAS WRONG:

WITH YOUR STOMACH?

NOTHING.

SH*T, MICHAEL.

HOLY SH*T!

I KNEW THAT, MAN.

MIKEY,

CALL A F***ING

AMBULANCE, MAN!

I'LL CALL 411.

THAT'S F***IN'

INFORMATION,

YOU F***IN' A**HOLE.

I'LL CALL INFORMATION

AND GET THE AMBULANCE HERE.

WHY ARE YOU SO:

F***ING STUPID, MAN?

YOU KNOW, MIKE,

CALL 555-1212.

IT'S FREE.

THAT'S NOT

F***ING TRUE, MAN.

THERE'S NOTHING--

NOTHING FREE IN THIS

F***ING WORLD, MAN.

I HAVE A FRIEND JOJO,

WHO HAS A FRIEND

WHO OWNS A CEMETERY.

WE'LL TAKE HIM THERE,

WE'LL BURY HIM

OURSELVES, RAY.

WHAT, ARE YOU NUTS?

RAY, HE'S GOTTA GO

IN THE GROUND:

SOMETIME, RAY.

YOU KNOW?

COME ON, MAN.

YOU AND ME:

AND THE BOYS, MAN.

WE'LL HAVE OUR OWN,

YOU KNOW,

LITTLE FUNERAL, MAN.

HEY, RAY. RAY!

COME ON, MAN.

YOU DON'T WANT

THE COPS HERE, MAN.

F***, WHO'S

MARK HAVE, MAN?

ALL HE HAS:

IS YOU, RAY.

[GUNSHOT]

MARK...

LOOK, I DON'T WANT THE COPS

IN THIS EITHER, MAN,

BUT THEY'RE GOING

TO WONDER WHERE THE HELL

HE IS AT WORK.

RAY, DRIVES, MAN.

[GUNSHOT]

I DIDN'T KNOW

THE GUN WAS LOADED, MAN.

[WATER RUNS]

YOU F***ING KILLED HIM!

GET THE F***

OUT OF HERE. YOU F***ING

KILLED HIM!

GET THE F*** OUT!

YOU F***ING

KILLED HIM!

YOU KNOW,

YOU KILLED A GUY!

Ray:
MARK,

COME HERE, MAN.

I GOT SOMETHING:

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Salvatore Stabile

Salvatore "Sal" Stabile is an American television and feature film writer, director and producer. Born in Brooklyn, New York in 1974, Sal directed his first feature film, Gravesend (1997), when he was 19 years old. Stabile has gone on to write for numerous television shows, including The Sopranos (2001) and Rescue Me (2004). more…

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