Lords Of Dogtown Page #4

Hey, guys. lt's Skip. Come on!

-Hey, shotgun, faggots!

-Hey!

Seriously, we should drain it when

he goes on his next business trip.

Yeah. He'd have you all killed.

Good one, though.

Good idea. But no.

Hey! Kiss me, granny!

Love to get me

some of the gray beaver!

Come back when your balls drop.

Yeah, you're looking good!

-Go back. Go back.

-You, too, Mr. Rogers!

Let's skate already.

Hey, Skip, how you doing?

Hey. They've been swarming my shop

for a week talking about you guys.

What did you expect? Come on.

Next on the demonstration platform...

...the Zephyr from Venice, California.

We love you, Tony Alva!

T.A.!

Right on, Tony!

lt always made sense...

...that skateboarding would be popular

on the West Coast.

This year alone,

l've taken teams to the Midwest....

All right, you got 20 bucks?

One brand-new....

ls that good, man?

Go find your mommy, man.

Come back with 1 0 bucks.

Get out of here.

Jay! Jay! Jay!

Say ''Pepsi.''

Stacy!

You gave me 50 bucks,

you'll get the board...

...because he has the money!

-Stacy!

-Stacy!

We love you, Stacy!

Stacy! Stacy! Stacy!

-Yeah, Stace.

-Yeah, Stacy.

Hey!

Yeah, Tony!

l am Alva!

Let's give a big round of applause

for the Z-Boys from Dogtown!

How groovy was that, huh?

Tony, come talk to me.

See you in the parking lot.

You know, Tony, you might be

the best skater in the world someday.

Fact is, l think you are the best.

What do you want, dude?

Tony, l'll match

whatever Skip's paying you.

And l'll throw in a car.

-What kind of car?

-Hey, Larry.

How about...

...a brand-new Pontiac Firebird,

muscled up with a 455 engine?

l'll believe it when l see it.

Man, l'm the biggest skateboard

manufacturer in the country.

So you know where to find me.

Nice work out there.

Excuse me. Could you get

the front too, please?

Sure thing, bro.

Tell me about Larry, man.

-What about him?

-Well, you tell me.

-Larry said l--

-He told me some sh*t...

...about how great l was, dude.

''You may be the best skater

in the world someday.

Fact is, l think you are the greatest.''

-Just throw these in.

-Okay, so just two Doritos.

Bye.

-So, what did he say to you, Peralta?

-Yeah.

Well, l guess we're all

the best skaters in the world.

Yeah.

Well, it's all working out

for you boys.

You know what l'm thinking, bros?

We're gonna be on summer vacation

for the next 20 years.

Yeah.

Dude, that's nasty, man.

-Hey! Hey, man! My car!

-Oh, my God.

-You're too slow!

-Get over here!

Kiss my ass, jack!

You little knob-rocking butt clown!

What's happening, boys?

How's the pool?

All right, Tony, let me get a shot

of you right here...

...holding your board, like, strong.

Above your head, yeah?

Get right underneath him.

Don't lose that shot.

Give me the street thing.

That is great.

Jay!

Just one shot.

You're from Dogtown?

What does that mean?

Venice, man. Ghetto by the sea.

lt's dirty. lt's filthy. lt's paradise.

Okay, let's get all the Z-Boys

in the pool now.

-Sid's gonna love it.

-Oh, Sid!

Stacy, Jay and Tony, man.

They couldn't buy that publicity.

Red Dog, man, check it out.

You're in there. You're a hero, man.

Montoya!

-No way.

-Yeah.

-No.

-Rock star, man!

That's it, man.

Six-page article, man.

lt's Jay boy!

Hey, what's up, baby?

Hey, Skipper. When are we doing

that spread for People magazine?

Tuesday?

Yeah, and Stacy's gonna be

on Charlie's Angels!

Movie star now, huh?

They couldn't even make it

in the water.

They couldn't even surf the cove

without me saying so.

Who wants to surf that

toxic-waste dump anyways?

What did you say?

Nothing.

Hey, hey, hey! Whatever, man.

-This is for locals only.

-Beat it, drag queen.

Would you make

an exception for us?

Baby doll, let me just say

l'm willing to negotiate.

-Thanks, Tony.

-You're welcome.

What's going on?

-Hey, Mr. Alva.

-What's up?

l took what the dentist told me to take,

but l don't feel anything.

That's the point, babe. Come on.

-Show us how it's done.

-The girls love the ass.

Oh, man.

You just gotta--

You just gotta let it hang.

You'll throw your back out.

Guys, listen up!

Half-breed

That's all we ever heard

Half-breed

Until we heard the word

Z-Boys on the cover of

Skateboard Magazine

l already got hair on my chest.

This is Sid.

Check out the rack.

-Hi, Sid.

-Hey, Thunder Monkey, what's...?

Are you thirsty?

You want something to drink?

Yeah.

l'm always thirsty.

For that.

So, what's happening?

You are. You're happening, Sid.

Everybody's talking about you,

you know.

At school and in the magazines

and on the street.

-Are you okay?

-Oh, yeah. No, l'm good.

-You're looking good.

-Thank you.

l like that belt...

...and the zipper.

And the feather.

-Check it out.

-l guess l'll have to see the design.

l don't ever want you to wear

underwear around me again, okay?

Hey, Stacy.

What's up, bro?

You couldn't even tell me?

Dude, l was gonna tell you.

When?

You're my friend.

Dude, l know, and l love you, bro...

...but you couldn't handle her.

And you can?

Apparently so.

Hey, Carlos.

Stacy. Where you going?

-Tell me l'm a great skater.

-You are a great skater, Sid.

You're the best skater on the team.

Gnarly.

-They're all yours, Sid.

-That's right.

Speed wobble!

Wait.

lt's not-- lt's not over yet, right?

No, Sid, it's not over.

Not even close.

lt's not over. lt's okay.

-Man, there's Topper Burks.

-Yeah, Topper Burks.

What brings you all the way

to this side of town?

Heard there was a party

in my favorite surf ghetto.

Yeah?

Where's the famous Tony Alva?

l wanna congratulate him.

Yeah, l'll congratulate him

for you, man.

Topper! Hey, man! Over here.

Hi, Topper.

Hey, Tony.

l'm Topper Burks.

l know who you are, dude.

Skip warned me about you.

l bet he did.

l think your boy Topper

is doing business.

You're blowing it, Tony.

Look, a**hole,

l'm not blowing anything.

How much are these?

More than your car.

l don't own a car, dude.

Exactly.

Do you have any idea how many

skateboards he's selling...

...because of you?

A shitload.

Yeah.

With your talent...

...and my money...

...l can make you a star.

Hey, Jay.

l saw you in the magazine.

That was bitchen.

Jesus Christ, girl.

Ain't you Chino's old lady?

No. lt's like he won't leave me alone.

Well, l wouldn't either.

Can l suck on your panties?

Tiki! Tiki! Tiki!

l just got laid.

Thunder Monkey's all over

my sh*t, dude.

l told you, Thunder Monkey,

he'd be freaked.

Congratulations, bro.

lt's about time.

Stacy, l need to talk to you.

l really need to talk to you.

Sit down. Sit down, sit down.

You guys know how many boards

Skip's selling because of us?

lf he ain't gonna flow us,

then l'm bailing.

We can't bail on Skip, man.

We're family.

l'm not gonna hang around this shop

like Chino and Montoya.

-This is our time, bros!

-Dude, that's bullshit, bro.

We surf and we skate every day.

We get to do whatever we want.

No, you guys gotta

think bigger, man!

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