Loco Love Page #7

I just wanted to love him, that's all.

You know, Marisol?

Love who you want to love

and live the life you want to live,

but Genaro would have never been

on the other side of the border if...

Go on.

You know.

This happened because of them,

and Genaro was deported because of them.

And you know it.

Just go.

I thought we were friends.

Leave, Marisol. Please.

LUKE:
F***ing in the shoulder.

That's crazy.

Oh, really?

Right in the shoulder...

Where have you been?

Back the f*** up, Otis.

You've been getting on my nerves, Gavin.

Oh, you think you're all tough now,

shooting helpless immigrants, huh?

One dead spic is one less.

Shut the f*** up, Otis.

You just don't get it, do you, Luke?

You're a racist.

No, you are the one that doesn't get it!

Running around with that goddamn

Mexican, missing practice!

You may not give a sh*t with your

f***ing football scholarship,

but what about the rest of us, huh?

We're stuck here fighting for f***ing

paychecks against these pricks!

And you are going to fight against us?

F***in' way!

Take your sh*t.

You're gonna need it.

He's right, man. It's them or us.

Go f*** yourself, Otis.

Your friend almost kills your cousin

and his father is a crazy racist.

But Gavin didn't have anything

to do with this, Dad!

You can't blame it on him.

You always tell us

to be fair, but you aren't!

I won't argue with you

about this!

I don't want you seeing that boy!

Don't talk to him!

Don't even think about it!

Give me your cell phone.

What?

WOMAN:
Nacho, please...

Give me your phone, goddamn it!

Have your bags ready,

I bought your ticket to Sonora.

You're leaving the day

after tomorrow and that's it!

Marisol...

Hey, Marisol!

Marisol!

You're not supposed

to be here, gero.

I just want to talk to Marisol, alright?

She's not around.

Yeah, well, I'll leave a message.

You could leave it with us.

NACHO:
Hey, hey.

Hey, hey!

What the f*** are you doing here?

I just want to talk to Marisol.

You're gonna get

yourself killed, f***er.

Marisol!

Go.

Marisol! Don't touch me!

Marisol!

(ENGINE STARTS)

Gavin!

Gavin!

Don't give up on me.

(SOBBING)

(KNOCKING ON THE DOOR)

Marisol, someone

is here to see you.

I'll leave you two alone.

Your mom told me

you're leaving tomorrow.

Forgive me, girl.

You don't deserve anything

from what I said.

I said horrible things to you.

What happened to Genaro

was not your fault.

You can't leave me!

If you leave,

who will I fight with?

Tet...

Mm-hm...

my friend...

I need your help with something.

Anything.

MARISOL:
Help me see him one more time.

Marisol, you know how...

Please, Tet.

I feel like I'm dying.

I need to see him.

(CELLPHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Gavin? It's Marisol.

Marisol, oh, my God.

Marisol, I went to your house

and they wouldn't even let me see you.

I know.

I know, I was there.

Hurry up, Marisol.

I need to see you.

I'm leaving to Mexico tomorrow.

What?

I love you.

I need to see you.

You can't leave me.

I couldn't live without you.

Then come with me.

I'll go anywhere with you.

Okay.

Come on, Mari.

Okay, okay, okay. So... so,

meet me at the warehouse, okay?

We can go before sunrise.

We cross the border

and then we'll be free.

I'll see you there.

I love you, Marisol.

I love you.

Come on, Marisol! Come on!

Okay, okay!

(WHISPERS INDISTINCT)

(DOOR SHUTS)

You're leaving with her, ain't you?

Yeah.

What about football?

You just quit?

What about grandpa?

What about me?

Okay, Amber...

I can't live here anymore.

I know you can't.

You'll be okay, alright.

You'll be alright.

Listen, I'm gonna need you

to take care of grandpa, alright?

I gotta get going.

(BAG ZIPPERING)

I ain't gonna cover for you.

I ain't gonna miss you either.

I know.

AMBER:
Luke?

Tet!

Tet!

You keep the f*** down.

My mom is inside.

Where's Marisol?

Leave her alone.

RAMN:
Come here, b*tch!

Where is she?

What the f*** is wrong with you?

Where is Marisol, f***er?

I don't know!

F***ing sh*t!

Did she leave

with that f***ing gringo?

I don't know where the f*** she is!

She'll leave with the f***ing gringo!

F***ing b*tch!

Easy, brother!

Shut the f*** up!

RAMN:
Where is she, b*tch?

You're gonna tell me

where she is at, okay?

I won't hurt you, I swear.

She's in the warehouse.

Where?

She's in the warehouse.

You're not lying?

I told you, men.

Come on.

No, Ramn, I'm not coming.

I f***ing knew it, man.

You're a f***ing p*ssy.

Li...

I don't f***ing need you!

I'm going by myself!

I'm Ramn, motherf***er.

I'm Ramn, f***er!

Are you sure you wanna do this?

Yeah.

You?

Yeah.

I don't want anything more.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

What is he doing here?

Why is he here?

Gavin.

Where are you going?

What are you doing here, Ramn?

Taking care of what's mine.

MARISOL:
Please.

Get over it, alright?

You're a f***ing whore.

(MARISOL CRIES)

MARISOL:
Stop it!

RAMN:
Son of a b*tch!

Out of my way!

(ALL SCREAMING)

You're not going anywhere!

Put the gun down.

Put the gun down.

Stop right there, white boy,

I swear to God I'll shoot.

What are you doing, Ramn?

Just put the gun down, man!

If she wants to go,

you can't stop her.

She's not going with you,

she's going with me!

Get in the car, b*tch!

Luke, put the gun down, too!

Okay? This is between Marisol and I!

Amber came crying to me.

Okay, Gavin, you don't want to go.

Just put your guns down!

Shut up!

(GUNSHOT)

(GAVIN CRYING)

Marisol!

(MARISOL SCREAMS)

GAVIN:
No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

It's okay.

No, no, no.

Luke, call the ambulance!

(GAVIN SHUSHING)

No, no, no. It's okay!

It's okay!

GAVIN:
Please, please.

No, no, no. Please, don't die!

Please, don't die, Marisol!

No!

GAVIN:
Marisol, no...

(GAVIN BREATHING HEAVILY)

Marisol.

Marisol! Marisol! Marisol!

Marisol, wake up!

Wake up!

(CRYING)

No, no...

WOMAN:
United States...

is my home.

It's the place...

where my parents and I

came seeking a better life...

and where I grew up.

Here...

I met the man I married.

And here, Marisol...

was also born.

This was her country.

And here she also fell in love.

But she fell in love with Gavin,

a white boy.

And they couldn't live their love

because in this place,

whites and mexicanos don't mix.

But we all are just people...

trying to be happy,

raising families, falling in love.

Like Marisol did.

We should learn...

from Marisol and Gavin.

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