Last Exit to Brooklyn Page #5
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- Year:
- 1989
- 102 min
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champagne that you liked. Huh?
You're so sweet.
What happened to your hand?
I'll tell you all about it.
Let's crack that champagne.
You won't believe this story.
Hey! Tough luck,
Bulaggi!
What is that, darling?
That's teaching people
not to f*** with Harry Black.
Hey, what the f*** are you
doing here this early?
- You know Secretary Dowland?
- Yeah, sure, Jack, how are you, eh?
What do you say, beer?
A little hair of the dog, huh?
Dowland's in charge of investigating
what happened at the riot.
Where were you in the morning
when the trucks came in?
'Cause nobody got to me
for almost two hours.
And, by that time, company security
was there and the cops were there
and where the f*** were you?
Uh...
But nothing, nothing happened
till later that night.
Now, people have been asking me,
how come I wasn't there.
the heat because you f***ed up.
Hold on, Boyce. For Christ sake,
I mean, what about my hand, huh?
Na, that's it. We can't let
you run the office anymore,
and you're stepping down
as shop steward.
I was late one f***ing time.
Dowland also found out about the
other sh*t that's been going on here.
What're you talking about?
Your expenses!
No, no, no. You told me, Boyce.
You said that as long...
I could buy anything if I got receipts
and look, I got them, I got receipts here.
What are you giving me
this sh*t for?
Champagne from "Bernie's Liquors,"
cab rides all over hell,
a new... A new tie?
Who the f*** do you think you are?
Frank Sinatra?
Boyce, you can't do this to me.
- Take out your wallet.
- What?
Your wallet. Take it out!
That's all the money I got.
You're gonna put back every dime
you took out of here, you hear me?
I don't have the money, Boyce.
Boyce, please.
Don't beg, Harry.
And don't slam the door.
Hey, Harry.
Harry, Harry, how's the hand?
That was something the way you
busted up that scab yesterday.
Let's go. We got
another load coming.
You know, you've awaken me
from a simply delightful sleep?
- I don't know why you had to call
so early. - I got to talk to you, Regina.
Since I'm up I suppose
I'll wash up and put a face on,
we can go out for a
nice brunch somewhere,
and after that you can take me to the cinema
if I should happen to be in the mood.
- I just came from the strike office.
- Oh, you and that strike.
- I'm not in charge of the office no more.
- I can't hear a word you're saying.
I know what, you can take me
to this adorable little new place
that has the most divine
champagne brunch.
I don't... I don't know if I can.
Regina, I don't have enough money.
What do you mean, you don't have
enough money? Go and get some.
No, I can't get anymore.
I don't get expenses now.
Don't be silly, Harry.
Of course you can get some more.
Don't be such a bore.
Look, can't we stay here?
I'll go out. I'll get some beer.
What are you talking about?
We don't have to go anywhere,
we could stay here.
Oh, Harry, sometimes
you are just too much.
I have no intention of staying
here like some fishwife.
Now, will you please
leave me alone?
I don't, I don't have
enough money to go out.
I'd like to stay here.
See, we have a few beers
I ain't even hungry. Or else,
we could get some sandwiches.
Oh, for God's sake. Will you
please stop babbling like a baby?
I am not staying home.
Now, if you have any money,
you can meet me later at Stewart's,
and if not, please do not
annoy me any further.
But...
Really, Harry,
you are getting hysterical.
We don't have to go.
As if I care.
- Regina!
- Oh, are you still here?
Tell me, Harry, how long you gonna
sit there jerking that glass off?
Regina.
I'll see you downtown
later? I love your hat.
Hope I didn't leave anything.
No. Just your jacket.
It's okay, I'm gonna wear that.
this thing closed.
Here, this will help you.
Is that enough?
God, I wish I didn't have to leave.
- Well, I guess this is it.
- Yeah.
I'm gonna miss New York.
I'm really, really glad
that I met you, Tral.
Come on, move it, soldier!
- Bye, Tral.
- Come on, move it!
Yeah, so long.
Tral, Tral.
I almost forgot.
Wait till I'm gone
before you open it, okay?
Dear Tral,
I wish there was some way
for you to know
how much the time we spent
together has meant to me.
I know that nothing
in this world is sure,
but I hope and pray that
I will live through this war
and that someday you and I
will see each other again.
Give me a whiskey!
- Hey, doll, have a drink with us.
- Oh, yeah, both of us.
kiss my ass.
Count to ten.
What?
Watch this...
One, two, three
four, five, six
seven, eight, nine, ten. So what?
Who's paying for the drink?
- C'mon, doll, have a drink with us.
- Yeah, come on.
Yeah, give me a double.
Please don't hang up the phone,
Regina. I got to talk to you.
Harold, stop being so ridiculous.
You see, Regina,
you don't understand. I...
Hey, motherf***er!
You're drunk, Mr. Black.
It's me, Bobby, you know.
My dad owns the grocery store.
Jeez, you're really drunk,
ain't you?
Where are you going?
Hey, you're hurting my neck.
Hey, where are you going?
What's back here?
What are you doing?
Hey, cut it out!
- Stop.
- Let me go!
- Please, please, please.
Please!
Where?
Over there.
In the back? Where, Bobby, where?
There he is.
You tried to blow a little kid,
you f***ing freak!
Freak. Freak.
Bobby, come here, take a shot.
- Go on, Bobby, take a shot.
Get him, Bobby.
Atta boy, Bobby.
Okay. Get him up. Get him up.
Lift him up,
put his arms around me.
Here, like this.
Let me give you a hand.
Here we go.
Oh, sh*t!
Here, my turn.
Get out of here, wait.
Yeah, me too! I can go
for somethin' to drink.
How about you, Bobby, you thirsty?
- Yeah.
Hey, that was the first real kick
we had in a while.
Get out of here.
F*** you, you're just jealous.
Oh God.
Joseph, I baptize you
in the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Spirit.
May almighty God, Father
of our Lord Jesus Christ,
who has given you a new birth
through the water and the Holy Spirit
and forgiven all your sins,
anoint you with the chrism of salvation
in the name of Christ Jesus our Lord,
- for life everlasting.
- Amen.
Amen.
Receive this burning light
and keep the grace of your baptism
throughout your blameless life.
Observe the commandments of God.
Then, when the Lord comes
to the heavenly wedding feast,
you will be able to meet him with
all the saints in the halls of heaven
and live forever and ever.
Joseph, go in peace,
and the Lord be with you.
Amen.
Hey, Willie, give me a drink here.
I haven't seen you
around here in a while.
You got any money?
That's none of your goddamn business.
My friend here is gonna pay for it.
- Won't you, honey?
- Hey, he's with me!
If you try cutting my throat,
I'll dump your guts on the floor.
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