Red Bear Page #2
- Year:
- 2002
- 95 min
- 25 Views
and the address of my hotel.
Bye. Thanks.
I'll go to see the girl the day
after tomorrow.
Alright.
Toto, take Chino
a beer over there.
Turco, somebody
wants to see you.
Hello, how are you? I thought you'd
call before coming.
I see you got a job. A car
and everything, well done, pal.
A beer, nice and cold.
- How is your family doing?
- They are fine.
That's important.
What about the money?
I told you it's not easy
to gather four grand.
I want my money, Turco.
- Cheers, boys.
- Cheers, Turco.
It's sad being in prison,
not seeing your family.
You just got out, the cops come
every night to play pool.
Let's not get carried
away for four lousy grand.
You think I want to
screw you, Bear.
I'm hard up for money.
I have something big coming up.
We are not talking four grand.
It's more like five grand.
And there's no risk for you.
You and your car.
I guess you don't plan on being
a driver the rest of your life.
I don't think so, Oso.
If you plan to support
your family with 600...
unless your wife
has another guy.
As soon as this falls through
I'll give you your money.
Send my love to your family,
I know they live in San Justo.
Be careful, that
district sucks...
there are always shootings there,
like in the far west.
- Cheers, boys.
- Cheers, Turco.
- Who is it?
- Alicia?
- Who is it?
- It's me.
- Hello.
- Mum's not back yet.
I know, she said she'd
be here at midday.
Yes, but she's not back.
She told me not
to let anyone in.
Besides, how do I know
you are my father?
See?
This is you,
your mum, and me.
Mum told me I shouldn't
let strangers in.
But she said nothing
about you. Come in.
Take a seat.
Thanks.
You have a lot of homework?
- Is that difficult?
- More or less.
Did it hurt when they did
that on your arm?
No.
That comes off with water?
It doesn't come off
with anything. Never.
My mum and Sergio
also had a car...
but they had to sell it
because he lost his job.
What are you doing here, Rubn?
What are you doing here?
I let him in because
it was raining.
You could have
waited in the car.
You know I don't live alone.
Go before Sergio arrives, please!
I'm leaving. I came to see Alicia...
I brought you this.
- What is it?
- A story book, so you can read.
- Does it have pictures?
- Yes, it has pictures.
I thought I'd take
her out for pizza.
Put your boots on,
it's raining.
- Do you want to join us?
- No, I've got things to do.
No, wait.
Thanks.
Why did you repeat grades?
Because I didn't
like the teacher.
The one I have this year is
much better. She's called Araceli.
On Monday we are having
an act for May 25th.
She told me I'll be
escorting the flag.
- Do you have a girlfriend?
- No, I don't have a girlfriend.
Is it true that you killed
a policeman?
No.
I couldn't do something
like that. That's wrong.
- You are going back to jail?
- No.
Never again?
Never again.
- What are you doing?
- A game a friend taught me.
- Sergio says it can't be done.
- How is it?
You have to place this one
between the other two.
You can touch this one
but you can't move it.
You can move this one,
but you can't touch it.
Let's see...
I can touch this one,
but can't move it.
I can move this one,
but can't touch it.
Yes? I can do as I
please with this one?
"So the snakes organized a party
and invited frogs and toads...
flamingos and crocodiles...
and fish.
As fish can't walk... "
Alicia! It's too late
for you to be reading.
You must go to sleep,
you get up early.
I'm not sleepy.
Never mind, you go
to bed and you sleep.
You told me if I didn't read
I would repeat grades again.
Not at this time. You don't read
at night, you read during the day.
Let's see.
Where were you?
Here, where it says:
"I know what we'll do. "
I'll read till
you fall asleep...
and then tomorrow you
continue reading, OK?
"I know what we'll do,
said a flamingo.
Let's wear red
and black socks...
and coral snakes will
fall in love with us.
My in-law, the owl,
has that kind of socks...
said the tat, who wanted to
give flamingos a hard time.
By all means, said the owl
and returned with the socks,
but they weren't really socks
but coral snake skins.
Beautiful skins just ripped from
the snakes which the owl had hunted.
Don't you worry about a thing,
said the owl...
Just keep one thing in mind.
You must dance all night long.
Dance without ever stopping,
because if you stop...
instead of dancing
you'll be crying.
The flamingos,
thrilled and happy...
put the skins on as socks
and merrily flew to the party.
When they saw the flamingos
with the beautiful socks...
everybody was envious of them.
The snakes would only
want to dance with them.
And as the flamingos never
stopped moving their legs...
they couldn't see what
the beautiful socks were made of. "
It was about time.
- How is it going?
- Fine.
Let's see...
Catch you later.
I'm not stupid,
I read the newspaper.
Yesterday Carilinda won.
I'm not asking you
to give me credit.
Alright, but Quique told me
to put it on your tab.
My tab?
Yes, to take it from
what you owe us.
Miguel... you can't
do this to me.
Go talk to Quique,
he's sitting there.
Coffee. And croissants.
I tell you what... put it on my tab
and I'll bet on other horses.
Bets are cash only.
- What?
- You can't bet on credit.
What's going on?
What is it?
Miguel says I can't bet.
Of course you can, what
you don't have is credit.
You owe too much. It doesn't look
like you are going to pay.
You know what? You must get
a job, nice and quiet.
Then you come here and pay.
I'm in no hurry.
It's 8AM, you are the only
one who comes to bet at this hour.
You can't cut me off.
Give me something,
you know I'm looking for a job...
I have a family, the girl.
And I'm your number one client here.
You could treat me better.
You, number one client? With clients
like you I'd be broke.
You owe me too much money,
it's over one grand.
- Beat it.
- What?
Next time around, bring money.
- You f***ed up.
- What?
You f***ed up.
None of your
business, motherf***er!
Why, "motherf***er"?
If my daughter gets in trouble
because of you, I'll kill you.
Alright?
Why should you tell me this?
I'm not interfering with you,
your daughter, your seeing her.
- What is it?
- You are such a nice guy.
I want no trouble. If you are upset
because you just left prison...
I don't want to keep you
away from your daughter.
Your daughter might be with me,
but she's your daughter.
What is it, a**hole,
you are a psychologist now?
If you are going to f*** up,
better beat it! Beat it!
Alicia!
Do you want to ride
the merry-go-round?
Alright.
Let's go.
Now yes.
That girl is alone...
...well, that's her dad... but
he has just come out of jail.
- Who did you come with?
- My daughter.
Who is your daughter?
She is my daughter.
Here... I don't want to see you
again. Do I make myself clear?
- Hi.
- Hello.
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Red Bear" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 22 Dec. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/red_bear_15381>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In