Once in the Life Page #2

another 10 minutes. I'm sorry. Yeah, sorry.

It does nothing for me. "You're sorry."

You know what? Get out. What? We just want

some pizza, man. Oh, get a f***ing

haircut. Two of you

are knuckleheads. Aah! What the f***! F***, man! Torch: Say it

to my f***ing face. Who's stupid now,

motherf***er? Wait a minute.

We got to go. We got to go.

The cops are coming. What are you

talking about? What cops? The ones

behind me, yo. Holy sh*t. Officers: Hold it!

Hold it! Police! Stop right there!

Police officer! Stop! Get the f***

out of the way! Torch: Wait up, man.

Wait up. How did you know

those cops were coming? I got eyes in the back

of my head. 20/20 Mike. That's me. What's the matter

with you? What? Are you

f***ing crazy? You're trying to

get us busted again? We just got out,

man. Yeah, well,

I may be crazy, but I ain't stupid. What do you mean

"we" just got out? We ain't together. Come on. Don't be

like that, bro. Don't f***ing

call me that. Just because

my old man was f***ing

your mother don't make us

brothers. Oh, wait a minute. Why you got to talk

about my mother, huh? Why you got to talk

about my mom? Ha ha ha! F***ing a**hole. You f***ing put

your hands up to me again, I'll throw you

a f***ing beating you'll never forget. I'm sorry, all right? Look. You're

pretty good with the smitties,

right? Maybe we could make

some money together. Doing what? This and that.

A little flim, a little flam,

you know. I don't know. What? Like you got something better

to do, Mr. Williams? Cut me a break with

that Mr. Williams sh*t. Ok. Whatever the

f*** your name is. Billy. Billy? Yeah. Billy. You want to make

some money or not? Ok. What you want

from me, Max? You know what I want? I want you to do what

you f***ing promised. It's not that

f***ing complicated. You say you're going

to do something, you do it. It's not my fault. Whose fault is it?

Mine? No. And I bet you

won't tell her you won't take her

trick-or-treating. Maxine! Maxine what? I knew this sh*t

was going to happen. It's the same

f***ing sh*t that happened

last year. Look. I got business

to take care of. You're going to have to

take her this year. You know what? She doesn't

want me to take her. She wants her father

to take her. All right?

She's a little girl. Halloween

is important to her. I know that. Think I don't

know that? Why don't you

f***ing act like it? She's not going to

be little forever. Where you going? Where you going? Going to pick her up

from school. This is bullshit! Now just stop it,

all right? Max...You know

the game. I'll be back. I'll be back

as soon as I can. Just do what

you got to do. Come here.

Don't be scared. It'll be ok. You go get precious. Tell her

daddy's sorry. Will you do that

for me? Yeah. I'll do that

for you. I'll tell her

you're sorry. Maxine:

I don't know why I'm with your

sorry ass anyway. Tony, voice-over:

Wayward daughters for dollars and quarters would sell

their youthful selves, and in the morning

they awoke to find their hearts

near broke, crying themselves

to death. While junkies prowl

with a tiger's growl in search of their

much needed blow, and winos cringe

on their canned heat bins to find their graves

in the snow. Where belles of vice

sell love for a price and even the law

gets corrupt, man, you keep on trying. But nevertheless crime,

like gin--what a bitter cup. The jungle creed says, "the strongest feed

off of any prey at hand," and I was branded "beast"

at every feast, before I ever

became a man. [Bell rings] They're here. You sure? Yeah, I'm sure.

Positive? Absolutely.

Absolutely positive. Go upstairs.

Wait for my call. Man on TV:

Hey, all right! I'm here. You're here. We're all here together. Do you have any idea

what we're doing here? Hey, Michael. You know? All right! That's what

we're going to do! [Knock on door] Hi, Catherine.

Hi, bill. Bill:
How are you today?

Are you hungry? Happy Halloween,

fellas. Trick or treat. Hey, come on, man! You think I'm

f***ing stupid, b? F***. This is the kid

from the elevator. Yo, where the f***

is Freddie? He's downstairs.

He's on lookout. Hey, man, I ain't

packing nothing. I ain't packing

nothing, ok? How you doing? Good. Yeah. Listen. You guys

want to show me the product or what? Hector: No doubt. Esta bien. Oh, so it's money time

though, right? It's money time. So why

don't you call your boy and we get this money

and we do this? [Rings] Yeah? It's that time.

You ready, bro? Don't f***ing

call me that. Well, come on up.

We're waiting. Keep your f***ing

shirt on, Mikey. I'm coming,

all right? Hurry up.

These guys want their f***ing money,

all right? Yeah. Heard you

twice the first time. [Horn honks] Damn! Mike: So, fellas,

today's your lucky day. You're under arrest. [Laughter] [Men arguing] Man: Give me

the f***ing-- [gunshots] Oh, sh*t! Watch where the f***

you're going, man. I'm sorry, yo. What are you

doing here, Freddie? Nothing. I didn't

recognize you. How you doing? Manny send you? Yeah. No.

I mean no. I was just--

what? Ow! Aah! Easy, man.

Why you bugging, dude? Aah! What the f***? You're coming with me,

motherf***er. What the f***, man? What's your

f***ing problem, man? Hey, yo! Bill on TV: Ooh, boy. Hey, Michael, can you

smell the aromas? Boy, these guys know how

to play along real well... You sure

this is where we're supposed

to meet them? Yeah, I'm sure. [Siren] You positive? Absolutely.

Absolutely positive. Yeah. We can't wait

here all night. Yeah. Tell me

about it. [Car engine revs] Who you calling? A friend of mine. [Rings] Hello. Mike: Trick or treat. Precious,

how you doing? Hello. Go put

your costume on. Hey. Who's this? Hey, Max.

It's Mike. Oh, sh*t. Aw, damn,

she got so big. What do you want,

Michael? How you doing, Max? Oh, I'm fine.

Yeah. Mm-hmm. What do you want? Let me talk

to Tony. Let me talk

to Tony. Well, Tony's

not here. Listen, can you tell him

to meet me later tonight? Maxine: Well, Tony's

taking care of business, and I don't know

where to reach him. Max, please, Max. I'm in trouble now,

all right? That's the f***ing problem.

You always in trouble. That's the only time

we ever hear from you. I know, Max,

and I'm sorry. I just-- you just what?

You in jail again? No. No, it's just... It's my sister. Debbie? Yeah. She's shooting

dope again, and listen, can you

tell Tony to meet me at the old spot tonight? Help me look for her maybe? Please. Yeah, all right.

I'll tell him you called. Thanks, Max. [Dial tone] Yeah. Give precious

a big hug for me, all right? Operator: If you need help,

hang up and then dial-- what's up?

Who was that? Never mind. Come on. Let's get

the f*** out of here. Take me, help me I wish I was

a child again pack lunch before my boots so colorful so colorful kaleidoscope images 1975 films

and starsky and hutch God, do I ask

for too much? too much? God, do I ask

for too much? God, do I ask

for too much? God, do I ask

for too much? God, do I ask

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