La Haine Page #3
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- 1995
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You acted so weird
at the hospital.
- Take it easy.
- Let me see.
You didn't tell us?
You didn't want to know!
Packing that!
You retard!
l'm a big boy.
Quit preaching!
l'll bust your chops!
Stop it!
You feel big with that gun!
l'll kick your ass!
Like how?
Cut it out.
Let's grab a sandwich.
You shut up!
l'm splittin'.
So split!
Stay with us.
Sayid, let him split!
Don't go!
Back off.
What's with him?
Jerk thinks too much.
- Where's Mom?
- Explain this to me.
l can't now.
Well?
What's the answer?
l don't know.
- You never know.
- OK, l never know.
Hi, Mom.
How's the kid brother?
He's fine.
But your brother
in jail isn't so good.
What's with Max?
He needs textbooks.
What for?
To get a high school diploma
while he's inside.
Hands off the pots!
l didn't do nothing!
l dunno how l'll buy his books.
By the way...
There's the money
for the power bill.
- And my machine?
- What machine?
My new sewing machine!
Sh*t, l forgot to ask WalMart.
Mine's ready to croak.
Patou, go study in your room.
- Mom.
- Don't argue.
Who's WalMart?
No, he's in Tower D.
l don't know him.
Could he get us textbooks?
That's not his line, Mom.
Officials now admit
that a policeman lost his gun
in the riot last night.
It is still missing.
We asked locals
if a loose gun is dangerous
in this explosive situation...
What a f*** up!
They burned down the gym.
l'm sick of the projects.
l want out. lt's getting worse.
l'm sure Vinz helped
torch the gym.
He's going wild, like Max.
l have to get out.
l have to leave this place.
lf you see a grocery,
buy me a lettuce.
No credit for you.
My granma's a regular here!
So l'm 2 bits short!
You're not your granma.
- Hands off!
- Just looking!
- Got two bits?
- How about one?
- One OK?
- One not OK.
Gimme a coin, you dinosaur!
No coins for you.
OK... Now what?
So what'll it be?
- l saw you!
- You saw what?
Gimme the red peppers.
They're cheaper.
My granma'll kill me!
She hates 'em.
So shoot the Chink,
grab the green peppers!
lt'll make granma's day!
F***,
f*** the po-lice...
He's intense.
Killer!
A mother killer!
Sayid, check out the cow.
F*** off with your cow!
- l swear!
- You said you'd cut my hair.
The same cow! l saw it!
You're the cow!
lt was the same f***in' cow!
Shut up!
l'm Seor Duck...
l fucka you,
OK Granma!
So they're red peppers!
You know this cow business.
lt's a weird trip.
Don't wreck my hair!
l gotta get laid!
So watch it!
l can mow a lawn, l'll try.
A lawn?
Sit your ass down.
- lt's hot, Vinz
- What?
A cop's piece is hot.
You said that already.
Sit still, loser!
l'll whack you.
Don't move.
lf Abdel dies, you'll kill?
Wanna be the next Arab
iced by the pigs?
Well, me neither.
So now you're an Arab!
They think we're full of sh*t.
But l'm not bullshitting
about this, Sayid.
Watch it!
lt's cool.
ls this gun legit for a cop?
...What'd you do?
Nothing, l swear it!
Why swear?
Because it's nothing.
l'm cold there!
lt's cold in this room!
l'll even it out,
it'll be great!
l got a date! Lemme see!
No f***in' trust!
l didn't see!
You didn't look!
Trust me, dammit!
lt's a nice hole.
A nice what?
Trust me, or no haircut!
Look at me, Sayid!
Get outta here!
Don't get bummed out!
lt's the style in New York.
The killer cut, so stop whining!
New York?
They got hair like this
in New York? l look punk!
Honest!
Don't laugh!
Give us a kiss, Sayid.
Outta my face!
No hard feelings, sucker!
Hey pooch,
your master's an a**hole!
There's your sister.
- Why're you here?
- And you?
l'm asking the questions!
You should be in school.
Get outta here!
Get lost, you cows.
You still here?
Get lost!
You talk to my friends!
To Vincent.
The name's Vinz, not Vincent!
And don't talk to him!
- Get a move on!
- Don't push!
- Coming tonight?
- Where?
Jason's brother's in a prize fight.
- Got tickets?
- Freebies.
Killer!
Who cut your hair, Sayid?
Kids these days!
Check that!
Sh*t's happenin'!
Abdel's my brother, pig!
You're gonna pay!
Step on it!
lt's stalled!
Outta the car, freeze!
Drop the gun!
Freeze!
Get back!
Get the f*** out!
Riot cops are coming!
Get back, scum!
Vinz, Hubert, this way!
This way!
Freeze!
You crazy?
Where were you?
We f***ed your mother!
l swear the pig was
right in my sights.
l had him like l have you now!
The sucker froze,
sh*t his pants.
Without Hubert,
l'd have smoked him!
Right in the mother!
Hubert slugged him so hard
he went into orbit!
No!
l swear it!
Slugged a pig?
You were great!
THE WORLD lS YOURS
Now what do we do?
l gotta call to get my bucks.
Got Snoopy's address?
l'll wait, but not forever!
This cost me a $3 chocolate milk!
l'd better collect!
You want some, Vinz?
- Want some?
- No.
You sure?
Want some, Cousin Hubie?
You're already chocolate!
Will you guys stop sulking?
Who's sulking? Not me!
- Unbelievable!
- Ask him!
A couple of kids!
- Who's the kid?
- 2 kids worrying over jackshit!
l'm 1 00% behind you!
Wanting to kill a cop is jackshit!
Tell your buddy to back off!
Yes, you did!
- Yes!
- No!
l didn't say that!
l said if Abdel died,
l'd smoke a cop.
Not for the hell of it!
Without my gun back there,
we'd have been history!
My name's not Rodney King!
Not the same thing!
Expect us to bring you
gifts in jail?
l expect nothing!
Not from a guy who kisses cop ass!
Go ahead, laugh!
Laugh!
l'm f***in' sick
of the goddam system!
We live in rat holes,
you do f***-all to change things!
Neither do you!
You're my homeys,
so l'll tell you:
lf Abdel dies, l hit back.
l'll whack a pig!
So they know we don't turn
Wow, what a speech!
Half Moses, half Mickey Mouse.
Forget it, Vinz.
You're out of your league.
lf Abdel dies, we lose a friend?
Right!
lf a cop dies,
do all cops go away?
You're just one guy!
You can't blow 'em all away!
Who made you a preacher?
You know what's right and wrong?
Why do you side with the a**holes?
Who's the a**hole?
ln school we learnt
that hate breeds hate!
l didn't go to school,
l'm from the street!
Know what it taught me?
Turn the other cheek,
you're dead mothafucka!
Bullshit! You pointed a gun
at a cop! We coulda been killed!
Nothing like a good sh*t!
You believe in God?
That's the wrong question.
Does God believe in us?
l once had a friend
called Grunwalski.
We were sent to Siberia together.
When you go to a Siberian work camp,
You roll across icy steppes
for days,
without seeing a soul.
You huddle to keep warm.
But it's hard to relieve yourself,
to take a sh*t,
you can't do it on the train,
and the only time the train stops
is to take on water
for the locomotive.
But Grunwalski was shy.
Even when we bathed together,
he got upset.
l used to kid him about it.
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