Gravesend Page #2
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- Year:
- 1997
- 85 min
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FOR YOU.
[GUNSHOT]
F***ING THREATENING ME
WITH A GUN.
Sal:
RAY, HIS BROTHER,AND HIS FAMILY:
MOVED TO GRAVESEND
FROM NORTH CAROLINA
WHEN THEY WERE, LIKE,
14 YEARS OLD.
MOTHERF***ER!
I'LL KICK
YOUR F***ING ASS.
AND THAT DOG:
YOU'RE F***ING.
Sal:
A COUPLEYEARS LATER,
THEIR PARENTS:
HAD PASSED AWAY.
AND RAY AND MARK
MOTHERF***ER.
HOLIDAY AS LONG:
AS I'VE LIVED HERE.
Sal:
HATE ISTHEIR RELATIONSHIP.
THE COPS WERE ALWAYS
AT THEIR HOUSE.
A MUSICIAN,
BUT WASN'T REALLY GOOD,
LATE AT NIGHT.
ONE TIME, MARK TOLD RAY
TO STOP PLAYING:
'CAUSE HE COULDN'T SLEEP,
BUT RAY DIDN'T STOP.
SO, MARK CAME DOWN
TO THE BASEMENT:
WITH A BUTCHER KNIFE
AND CHASED RAY:
DOWN THE BLOCK,
AND ALL THE WAY:
INTO MacDONALD'S
ON 24th AVENUE.
RAY, ONLY IN HIS UNDERWEAR,
GOT AWAY FROM MARK,
BUT WAS ARRESTED
FOR INDECENT EXPOSURE.
GET IN THERE,
MAN. HE THREATENED ME
WITH A GUN.
YO, MARK.
COME HERE,
MARK!
Sal:
BUT RAY ALWAYSGOT BACK AT MARK.
ONE TIME, HE SLASHED
MARK'S TIRES.
ANOTHER TIME, HE POURED
ANOTHER TIME, RAY HAD
F***ED MARK'S FIANCE,
CAUSING THEM TO SPLIT.
BUT THE WORST WAS
WHEN MARK HIT RAY
AND RAY TOOK BOILING WATER
AND THREW IT:
ALL OVER MARK'S LEGS,
GIVING HIM:
A THIRD-DEGREE BURN.
IT'S THE ONLY
VIRGIN MARY THAT
EVER EXISTS, MAN.
AT LEAST:
IN THIS PROPERTY.
WELL, YOU GUYS REALLY
CELEBRATE THE HOLIDAY.
I'M PROUD OF THAT.
Sal:
WE ALL TOLDRAY TO MOVE OUT,
BUT RAY HAD NO MONEY
AND NO JOB.
F***IN' FIGHT
WITH A GUN.
HANG A SHINING STAR
UPON THE HIGHEST BOUGH
AND HAVE...
OPEN THE F***ING
TRUNK, MAN.
COME ON, MAN.
JUST OPEN:
THE TRUNK.
A MERRY LITTLE CHRISTMAS
JESUS CHRIST, WE GO CARS PASSING, MAN.
OK, OK, READY?
ON 3, ON 3.
1...2...3.
COME ON, LET'S GO.
WHO IS THIS GUY?
JOJO.
JOJO WHO?
JOJO THE JUNKIE.
JOJO JUNKIE?
YEAH, MAN, DON'T F***IN'
WORRY ABOUT IT, MAN.
YOU'RE LETTING A JUNKIE
BURY MY BROTHER?
RAY, RAY,
CAN WE GO, MAN?
LISTEN, MAN, YOU'RE DOING
THE RIGHT THING, ALL RIGHT?
JOJO JUNKIE?
YOU'RE GONNA
F***IN' REPEAT.
DID I STUTTER?
YEAH, JOJO THE
F***IN' JUNKIE.
LET'S GO, MAN,
BEFORE F***IN'
PEOPLE COME.
GO TO THE LIGHT,
MAKE A RIGHT,
MAKE ANOTHER RIGHT.
WHO IS:
THIS GUY JOJO?
YOU KNOW, ZANE,
I DON'T HAVE
ENOUGH GAS.
HERE. WEAR
MY BASEBALL CAP, OK?
YOU BE THE SKIPPER.
DOES HE KNOW:
A LOT OF PEOPLE?
YEAH. WE GOT GAS
IN THE TRUNK.
YEAH, BUT
THAT'S NOT GOING
TO BE ENOUGH.
DON'T YOU THINK
IT'S A BAD IDEA
THAT WE TAKE MY BROTHER
A LOT OF PEOPLE?
RAY.
HE MIGHT TALK.
WHAT? TAKE HIM WHERE?
I KNOW. THAT'S
WHAT YOU JUST SAID.
AND YOU SAID HE KNOWS
A LOT OF PEOPLE.
DON'T YOU THINK
HE MIGHT TALK?
TALK TO WHO?
I DON'T KNOW.
I DON'T EVEN
KNOW THE GUY,
AND YOU WANT TO TAKE
I MEAN, ALL I KNOW
IS YOU TOLD ME:
HE'S A JUNKIE.
YOU GUYS,
WHAT IS THIS, 20/20?
HUH? BARBARA WALTERS,
WALTER CRONKITE?
WHOA, WALTER CRONKITE?
YOU MEAN, HUGH DOWNS?
NO, I MEAN
WALTER CRONKITE.
NO.
20/20.
IT'S HUGH DOWNS.
YEAH.
NO, IT'S NOT.
IT'S WALTER CRONKITE.
IT'S HUGH DOWNS.
OR ANDY ROONEY...
OR MICKEY ROONEY OR
ONE OF THE ROONEY BROTHERS.
I WATCH IT:
MONDAY NIGHT, 5:
30.IT'S WALTER CRONKITE.
IT'S HUGH DOWNS.
WALTER CRONKITE:
F***ING COVERED
THE KENNEDY:
ASSASSINATION.
GET OUT OF HERE.
LAST TIME HE:
WAS ON FILM,
CATCH THIS LIGHT HERE.
IT WAS F***IN'
BLACK AND WHITE.
LOOK, ARE YOU
SURE WE'RE GOING
TO GET GAS?
YEAH, I'M SURE.
I DON'T CARE
ABOUT 20/20 AND
WALTER CRONKITE.
ALL RIGHT, GUYS.
WHAT DO YOU:
WANT TO DO THEN?
IF I DON'T LIKE
THIS GUY, WE'RE
GOING TO THE COPS.
GO TO THE COPS.
OH, OK, WE'LL
GO TO THE COPS.
OVER HERE,
PULL A RIGHT.
I MEAN IT.
PULL OVER HERE.
NOW, LISTEN.
YOU GUYS WANT ME
TO TAKE CARE OF THIS
OR WHAT? HUH?
Sal:
EVERY NEIGHBORHOODHAS A GUY WHO CAN
GET THINGS DONE:
WHEN THERE'S NO ONE ELSE
TO TURN TO.
WE HAVE JOJO.
IS THIS WHERE HE LIVES?
YEAH.
LET'S GO AROUND BACK.
HE'S PROBABLY TAKING
OUT THE TRASH.
Sal:
JOJO WASTHE SUPERINTENDENT
OF SOME BUILDING
DOWN ON BAY PARKWAY,
AND THE MAIN SUPPLIER
IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD.
ZANE AND JOJO:
BECAME FRIENDS:
DOWN AT THE POLICE STATION
AT THE 6-2.
IS PAY KIDS $10
TO FILL UP A LINEUP...
THAT DAY,
BUT JOJO WAS PICKED OUT
FOR ASSAULTING:
AN ELDERLY LADY:
WITH A WOODEN YANKEE
BASEBALL BAT.
COME HERE! COME HERE!
CHILL OUT, OK?
LOOK, YOU SAID
YOU SHOT MARK:
BY ACCIDENT, RIGHT?
I DIDN'T SAY
ANYTHING, MAN.
NO, THAT'S
WHAT YOU SAID.
IT'S OVER WITH, OK?
OF THIS.
AND YOU TELL ME:
SOMETHING, ALL RIGHT?
YOU TELL ME YOU:
DIDN'T WANT MARK DEAD.
GET OFF OF ME, MAN.
NO, STOP IT.
STOP IT, ALL RIGHT?
KICK YOUR ASS:
ANYTIME.
KICK MY ASS.
YEAH, WHAT HAPPENED
OVER AT 29th STREET?
THE F*** HAPPENED
OVER AT 29th STREET?
[HISSES]
F*GGOT.
ALL RIGHT,
THAT'S ENOUGH!
THAT'S ENOUGH!
WHATEVER HAPPENED
HAPPENED.
WE GOT TO TAKE CARE
OF THIS. COME ON!
LET'S SAY, LET'S
GO TO THE COPS.
WHAT, ARE YOU STUPID?
NO, LISTEN TO ME.
LISTEN TO ME.
LET'S SAY THAT
AND WE TELL THEM
THAT YOU SHOT HIM
BY ACCIDENT.
THAT THE GUN:
WAS IN YOUR COAT,
AND IT FELL OUT.
WHAT, ARE YOU STUPID?
YOU THINK A COP'S
GOING TO BELIEVE THAT?
WE'RE 4 KIDS
FROM BROOKLYN.
YOU F***ING KILLED
MY BROTHER, AND I'M
TRYING TO HELP YOU.
I KILLED YOUR BROTHER?
YOU KILLED MY BROTHER,
AND I'M TRYING
TO HELP YOU.
[ALL SHOUTING]
LOOK, GUYS,
HE'S NOT HERE,
ALL RIGHT?
WE GOTTA DO:
SOMETHING.
WHAT ARE WE:
GOING TO DO?
HE'S NOT HERE.
WHY CAN'T WE SAY--
GUYS, LISTEN,
LISTEN.
NO, SHUT UP
FOR A SECOND.
WHY CAN'T WE SAY
THAT THE GUN:
WAS MARK'S?
ARE A**HOLES?
DO YOU THINK:
THEY'RE STUPID?
THEY CAN FIND:
F***IN' FINGERPRINTS
ON A DICK, MAN.
DO YOU WANT:
TO GO TO JAIL?
I'M NOT GOING TO JAIL
AND LETTING:
A F***IN' 8-FOOT N*GGER
STICK IT IN MY ASS, OK?
WE'RE IN IT TOGETHER.
HE AIN'T HERE.
RIGHT NOW, WHAT
ALL RIGHT, WELL,
WE'LL GO SEE NICK.
LOOK,
I'VE GOT NO GAS.
NICK OWES ME MONEY.
HE'LL GIVE US 20 BUCKS.
WE'LL WAIT AND
HE'S GOOD FRIENDS
WITH JOJO. HE'S TIGHT.
YEAH, GREAT.
ALL RIGHT? READY? READY?
OK?
YO, NICK. NICK!
WHAT'S UP, ZANE?
WHAT'S UP, MAN?
YO, YOU SEEN JOJO?
YEAH, I SEEN
JOJO AND THIS GUY
SHOOTING STEEL, YOU KNOW.
FORGET THAT SH*T.
YO, THERE'S
THIS GIRL RACHEL '97.
NO SH*T.
LIKE THIS, BRO?
NO, LIKE THIS.
LICK YOUR BALLS:
AND AFTER. EVERYTHING.
YOU, LISTEN,
BY THE WAY,
YOU GOT THAT:
20 YOU OWE ME?
NO, I AIN'T GOT NO 20.
YO, DOWN AND OUT.
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