Gravesend Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 85 min
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OH, MAN, YO,
I'M REALLY TAPPED.
NICK, I REALLY
NEED IT.
I CAN'T HOOK YOU UP.
NO, SH*T, MAN,
REALLY.
MAN, BUT YOU GOTTA
CHILL WITH THAT.
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
YOU GOT TO KEEP THAT
IN FRONT OF MY BOYS.
YOU CAN'T BE
TALKING LIKE THAT.
YOU GOT TO KEEP:
COME ON, SERIOUSLY.
CAN I GET THE 20?
YO, I AIN'T GOT THE 20.
ANY OF YOUR BOYS
GOT THE 20?
ON A SATURDAY NIGHT
IN GRAVESEND,
YOU USUALLY GOT:
INTO 3 FIGHTS.
FIRST, YOU WOULD JUMP SOMEONE
YOU HAD A BEEF WITH.
THEN, YOU WOULD
GO TO A CLUB,
WHERE THE KID:
YOU JUST JUMPED WOULD
AND ANOTHER FIGHT
BREAKS OUT.
THEN, EVERYONE FROM THE CLUB
SHOWS UP AT THE DINER,
DRUNK AND STONED,
AND A FIGHT BREAKS OUT
IN THE PARKING LOT.
2 FIGHTS MEANT
YOU STARTED LATE.
NO FIGHTS MEANT:
KNOWS WHO YOU ARE,
OR NO ONE WANTED
TO F*** WITH YOU
BECAUSE THEY THOUGHT
YOU HAD ENOUGH PROBLEMS.
YOU BROUGHT WITH YOU, TOO?
YOU KNOW WE DON'T LIKE HIM.
ALL RIGHT,
YOU SHUT UP,
TOO, ALL RIGHT?
[ALL ARGUING]
[CAR ALARM BLARES]
Sal:
ZANE'S FATHER4 YEARS OLD IN A MOB HIT.
SO, HE GREW UP
WITH HIS MOTHER:
AND HIS GRANDMOTHER.
ABOUT WHEN YOU COME
IN THIS HOUSE:
THE BEST SHE COULD,
BUT SHE COULDN'T
CONTROL ZANE.
A PRIVATE GRAMMAR SCHOOL,
A PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL,
AND EVENTUALLY,
OUT OF HIS MOM'S
CATHOLIC HOME.
ALL NIGHT:
YOU'VE BEEN OUT.
I'VE BEEN HERE.
OUT WHERE?
WITH WHO?
OH, LET ME GUESS, MARY.
MARY,
THE F***ING SLUT, HUH?
WHAT?
HUH? WHERE
HAVE YOU BEEN?
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
I WAS OUT.
OUT WHERE?
I WAS--
OUT.
UNTIL THIS TIME?
DON'T TALK TO YOUR
MOTHER LIKE THAT.
OK?
OH, HERE
WE GO AGAIN.
WHY ARE YOU GUYS
GANGING UP ON ME?
WE'RE NOT
GANGING UP:
ON YOU.
WE WERE WORRIED.
YEAH, YOU CAN
STAY OUT.
TILL:
A DECENT HOUR.
I BEEP YOU, YOU
DON'T ANSWER ME.
COULD I JUST GO TO BED?
NO.
NO.
OK? NO.
ALL NIGHT.
RIGHT.
YOU GUYS:
ARE GANGING UP ON ME.
NO, NO, GET OUT!
WHY DON'T YOU GUYS GO
MAKE GOD DAMN MEATBALLS?
YEAH, SH*T.
GET OUT!
LISTEN TO ME.
AS LONG AS YOUR--
MY EARS!
YOU AIN'T HEARD
NOTHING YET.
YOUR VOICE:
IS KILLING ME, MA.
DON'T YOU KNOW
HOW TO SHUT UP?
NO, NO, GET OUT!
I'M LEAVING NOW.
I'M GETTING OUT.
GOOD, GOOD, GET OUT.
YEAH, I'LL SHOW YOU SH*T.
SH*T! I'LL SHOW YOU SH*T.
I'LL SHOW YOU SH*T NOW!
HERE! I'LL SHOW YOU SH*T!
THROW HIM OUT!
HEY, RIGHT HERE.
TAKE YOUR F***ING CLOTHES.
GO SLEEP WHERE:
WE WORRIED ALL:
NIGHT FOR YOU.
WE CRIED ALL NIGHT.
Sal:
ZANE WASN'T WELL-LIKED.WE WERE HIS FRIENDS,
AND WE DIDN'T LIKE HIM.
THE BEST WAY:
I CAN DESCRIBE ZANE
IS THAT HE WAS SOMEONE
WHO YOU NEVER WANTED AROUND,
BUT YOU WERE ALWAYS GLAD
I HAVE A CURFEW.
THIS IS MY HOUSE.
OR YOU GET OUT!
GO STAY WITH MARY!
Sal:
THE GUYS WENTTO LOOK FOR JOJO
DOWN UNDER THE EL
AND DOWN AT DYKER PARK,
BUT HE WAS NOWHERE
TO BE FOUND,
SO THEY DECIDED TO WAIT
FOR HIM AT HIS BUILDING.
[KNOCKS]
F***, WHY CAN'T WE
JUST BURY HIM OURSELVES?
WHAT DID I SAY, RAY?
JUST LET ME:
TAKE CARE OF THIS.
HE KNOWS WHAT:
HE'S DOING, RIGHT?
WHY CAN'T WE JUST
DO IT OURSELVES?
YO, MAN, I'M
SICK OF THIS.
I'M GOING TO
WAIT IN THE CAR.
ALL RIGHT? LET'S JUST
NO, DUDE, WHAT'S
GOING ON HERE?
HEY, KID, KID,
STEP BACK.
I'VE GOT A CAR
TO TOW, OK?
LOOK, THIS IS
MY FRIEND'S CAR.
YOU CAN'T TOW
THIS CAR, MAN.
COME ON. UNHOOK
THIS SH*T. COME ON.
YOU SEE WHERE:
HE'S PARKED
IN A F***ING BUS STOP?
I'M TOWING YOUR CAR.
PUT THE CAR:
DOWN, MAN!
MAN, WHAT ARE
YOU DOING?
IS THAT YOUR CAR?
OK, LISTEN.
SHUT UP. SHUT UP.
LISTEN, TELL
YOUR DAD. LISTEN!
YOU NEED $250,
DRIVER'S LICENSE,
AND INSURANCE.
YOU GO DOWN:
TO THE TOW PLACE,
AND YOU PICK UP:
YOUR CAR.
EVERYTHING:
WILL BE FINE.
LISTEN,
JUST UNHOOK IT.
I'M SORRY.
ZANE, WE'VE BEEN HERE
FOR 2 MINUTES, MAN.
WHAT'S GOING ON?
WHAT'S GOING ON?
HE WANTS TO TOW:
OUR F***ING CAR.
KID, WHAT'S
YOUR NAME? THE CAR IS
IN A BUS STOP:
AND I'M TOWING
THE F***ING CAR,
OK?
LISTEN,
WE'RE HERE NOW.
AND UNHOOK THE CAR
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
MY NAME'S FRANKIE.
HOW YOU DOING?
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
GLEN.
GLEN, LISTEN, LISTEN,
WE'RE HERE.
CAN YOU JUST KINDLY
JUST DROP THE CAR?
WE'LL HAVE
NO PROBLEM HERE.
CAN YOU DO THAT:
FOR US, PLEASE?
I CAN'T DO THAT.
THIS IS MY JOB.
LISTEN, HOW CAN YOU
DO THAT?
THE CAR'S
IN THE F***IN'
TOWAWAY ZONE.
ALL RIGHT?
I'M ASKING YOU
VERY NICELY HERE.
DON'T RAISE YOUR VOICE.
UNHOOK THE CAR,
BEFORE I PUNCH YOU
IN YOUR FACE.
DON'T THREATEN ME!
YOU SHUT UP!
YOU KNOW,
FOR THE FIRST TIME,
I'M REALIZING
STUPID?
I'M NOT STUPID.
OH, I'M STUPID?
YEAH, YOU'RE STUPID.
HOW MANY TIMES:
DID I BEAT YOU:
IN TRIVIAL PURSUIT?
WHAT DOES:
THAT MATTER?
WHAT THE HELL:
DOES THAT MATTER?
HOW MANY TIMES:
DID I BEAT YOU:
IN TRIVIAL PURSUIT?
WHAT DOES IT MATTER?
YOU'RE STILL STUPID.
SHUT UP!
HOW MANY PEGS:
DO I GET?
MIKEY, HOW MANY PEGS
DO I GET?
SHUT UP!
HOW MANY PEGS:
DO I GET?
YOU GET. HE KNOWS
YOU ALWAYS WIN:
BECAUSE WE ALWAYS
ASK YOU THE JUNIOR
EDITION QUESTIONS.
WHOA, WHOA,
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!
I'VE GOT
A JOB TO DO, OK?
LOOK, I'M SORRY.
I'M SORRY I LOST MY HEAD.
I'M SORRY.
I GOT A SMALL TEMPER.
I JUST LOSE IT.
WE ALL GOT:
TEMPERS.
CAN I JUST TALK TO YOU
ON THE SIDE HERE?
CAN I JUST TALK TO YOU?
I'M SORRY.
YOUR NAME'S GLEN,
RIGHT?
RIGHT.
LET'S GO OVER HERE
AND TALK.
I'M SORRY, ALL RIGHT?
I'M SORRY, OK?
YEAH, SO WHAT?
DO YOU KNOW:
WHO MY FATHER IS?
YOU GOT TO KNOW MY FATHER.
NO. WHO'S
YOUR FATHER?
MY FATHER'S GOT
A MECHANIC'S SHOP
ON 18th STREET.
ROSIE?
ROSIE.
THAT'S MY FATHER.
YOUR ROSIE'S SON?
YEAH, I'M ROSIE'S SON.
ME AND ROSIE:
ARE GOOD FRIENDS.
I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM
IN YEARS.
HEY, DOES HE STILL
HAVE THAT BEAUTIFUL
SISTER LUISA?
LUISA. LUISA.
SO BEAUTIFUL.
LISTEN, MY FATHER IS
NOT GOING TO LIKE THIS.
YOU KNOW THAT.
HE'LL BE VERY ANGRY
IF WE DON'T WORK
SOMETHING OUT.
WHAT CAN YOU DO:
FOR US?
WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST?
THE CAR DOWN, RIGHT?
YOU'RE GOING--
YOU'RE GOING--
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,
THIS STORY.
I HAD A--
LISTEN, I GOT--
NO, LISTEN.
YOU GOT TO LISTEN.
I HAD--I HAD THIS
AND YOUR FATHER--
YOUR FATHER,
HE HELD ME DOWN:
AT THE DOCTOR:
AND THEY STUCK:
THAT F***IN' TUBE
UP MY ASS!
THAT WAS A F***IN'--
NO, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT,
WAIT, WAIT.
ARE YOU GOING TO
TAKE MY CAR OFF?
I GOT TO GO.
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