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- What's your name?

- Hud.

Are you supposed to be here?

- I mean, who brought you guys?

- Mr. Berger.

Enjoy the party.

They're with Mr. Berger.

- Mr. Berger?

- Yeah.

Who's Mr. Berger?

I don't know.

Don't even suck on it

if you don't want to burn your lips.

- Now?

- Now start puffing on it.

- There. See?

- Sheila?

Just a minute.

What's taking so long, love?

- We're smoking grass.

- I'm getting dressed.

Sweetheart, come on. You have a lot

of people waiting to see you.

Will you relax, Daddy?

- Hurry up.

- What's going on here?

- They're getting dressed.

- Open the door this minute!

- I'm taking care of it.

- I can see you are.

Yes?

There's no excuse

for this performance.

Hello.

Excuse me.

Mr. Berger?

- You can call me George.

- I think that it's a private party.

I think you and your friends

better leave, please.

- You do?

- Yes, I think that's the thing to do.

Excuse me, everybody.

Everybody, please quiet down.

I think that you and you're--

I just wanted to say a few words,

then we'll go.

- I don't care what you have to say.

- I know. Everybody, listen.

We weren't invited to this party--

I just want to talk for a second.

- I don't care about that.

- I know you don't care.

- I think you better leave.

- Please, just give me two minutes.

All right?

- Please.

- No, I think you better go.

I'm losing my patience.

This is a private party.

-You were not invited. You better leave.

-You don't understand.

- I have nothing to understand.

- You have something to understand.

You don't understand what this man

will be doing for you.

- I don't want to hear about it.

- You should hear about it!

- You know what he's gonna do for you?

- I don't care!

You should care because

he's gonna be fighting for you.

He's going to Vietnam to fight for you,

to save your life!

- I want you out!

- You should care!

If you want me out of here,

you'll have to throw me out.

That's exactly

what I'm gonna do.

I won't muss myself up

fussing with you.

I'll get the police if I have to.

Penguin.

Now, my friend, Claude, here

is in love.

He saw this chick on a horse--

- Excuse me.

- Jesus.

Now, let's deal with this

as gentlemen.

- Quietly.

- Good.

- May I give you a word of advice?

- Yeah.

Get your ass out of here, now.

Is that it?

- Yes.

- Thank you.

Now, listen.

Claude here is in love.

The girl he's in love with

is sitting in this room.

He just wants to sit here

and look at her for five minutes.

He just wants to look at her

and have this picture in his head...

when he's off there fighting

in the jungles.

Is that so much to ask?

This is for you, man.

Wait a minute.

This is what you want.

Sheila, is that okay if Claude

just sits here and looks at you...

for a few minutes

before we go?

You've got a hell of a nerve,

young man.

I got life, mother

I got laughs, sister

I got freedom, brother

And I got good times, man

I got crazy ways, daughter

I got million-dollar charm, cousin

I got headaches and toothaches

And bad times too

Like you

I got my hair, I got my head

I got my brains, I got my ears

I got my eyes

I got my nose

I got my mouth

I got my teeth

I got my tongue, I got my chin

I got my neck, I got my tits

I got my heart, I got my soul

I got my back

I got my ass

I got my arms, I got my hands

I got my fingers, Got my legs

I got my feet, I got my toes

I got my liver, Got my blood

- Watch out!

- Oh, my God!

Got my guts

Got my muscles

Lafayette Johnson.

Jeannie Ryan.

Woof Daschund.

The court is about to pronounce

sentence upon each of you.

The sentence of the court:

You be confined to the workhouse

for 30 days...

or pay a fine of $50.

Your Honor,

I don't think you understand.

We haven't got any bread.

I'm sorry.

There isn't anything I can do.

- Your Honor?

- Yes, sir?

What if one of us has the money?

- Which one?

- I do.

You may proceed

to pay your fine.

Proceed to the clerk's office.

- Excuse me, Your Honor.

- What's your name?

Wait a second.

Put down George Berger.

- Bukowski.

- Just one second. Claude, listen.

Let me get out of here.

I'll go and get the money.

- Then I'll get everybody out.

- This is my money.

I'm sorry, but my dad gave me

this money in case of trouble.

- This is trouble.

- Don't be stupid, man.

This is your last chance

to get us out of here.

Just stop it. This is mine.

I'm getting out of here.

- Don't you trust me?

- Of course not.

Look, man, don't be stupid.

How will you get the bread?

You don't know anybody on the streets.

He's not. He's just gonna leave us

in here to rot, that's all.

- I can make some calls.

- Yeah, call my mama.

You better know what you're doing.

You sure better, George.

What's that?

Excuse me.

You're in our way.

What?

You're blocking our way.

Would you move, please?

Sure.

Hi. Remember me?

Yeah.

Come on in.

We have to get to school.

Great.

Just get in, will you?

What do you want?

What are you doing?

Where are you going?

Jesus Christ!

What do you think you're doing?

You can't drive this car!

We're only covered for Dad and me.

I got a little problem.

I need some bread right away.

It's $250.

I need it now.

- This is all about money?

- Yeah. You got any?

We really don't have

any time now.

We've got to be at school.

So will you just stop the car?

Just let me drive.

- What do you want me to do?

- Tell him to stop.

Stop.

My friends are still in jail.

You could ask your old man

for the bread to get them out.

- Ask my father for the money?

- Yeah.

Right.

He got us into this.

At least he could get us out of it.

- He got you into this?

- Yeah.

He told you to dance on the table

and break all the dishes?

There's a left here

at the bottom of the hill.

- I think you're really crazy.

- What are you talking about?

The man got the kids in jail.

We want the money to get them out.

- Coming up is a left.

- It's impossible.

- Why is it impossible?

- He won't even give me a credit card.

- With that house you live in?

- It's coming up here!

- Two hundred and fifty dollars.

- Right here!

Turn left! Right here!

Jesus! You missed it!

What did I miss, Steve?

The school.

It's back there.

I'm sorry.

We'll help you, okay?

We'll try to get you some money.

So you can stop the car now,

and I'll drive.

- When?

- Right after school.

About 4:
00.

We'll have it for you at 4:00.

That's my other problem, man.

- What?

- You're full of sh*t.

You won't ask your old man for

the bread, and Junior is full of sh*t.

What am I doing here?

- And men?

- What do you mean?

Do you have any sexual attraction

towards men?

- Am I a homosexual?

- Yeah.

I wouldn't kick Mick Jagger

out of my bed...

but I'm not a homosexual.

Can you tell me why you're so uptight

about having your hair cut?

She asked me why

I'm just a hairy guy

I'm hairy, noon and night

Hair that's a fright

I'm hairy, high and low

Don't ask me why

Don't know

It's not for lack of bread

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