Saturday Night Fever Page #9

You're beautiful, babe.

Hey, come on. We got the winners here.

Let's get a table. Let's go.

Yeah. Let's get a table.

- How you doing?

- I'm all right.

What happened to your face, huh?

I cut myself shaving.

With a switchblade, huh?

Come on.

Climb aboard my magic carpet

and let us take a ride to the oasis.

Feel the power.

Open sesame.

A big hand

for Shirley and Charles Tuck.

Give them a big hand.

Come on, everybody.

What are you booing?

Come on, be cool, everybody.

No way. No good. No way.

Yes!

Now we have Stephanie Mangano

and Tony Manero!

Come on.

All right.

Joey, hey, give me

another one of those, huh?

Hey, come on, you had enough.

Come on. I like it.

They're good. Come on.

All right. Get high.

You know, it's your head.

- That's right.

- Here you go.

Right on! That is the money.

Hey! Hey, be cool, baby!

Here now, we have couple number 15,

the Puerto Ricans...

Wrong neighborhood, huh?

Tony, listen to me,

you're gonna take the prize.

Jesus Christ. They're so f***ing good.

How could they be? They're spics.

Look at them greasing up the floor.

Numero uno!

No contest, man. No contest.

I don't want to hear that sh*t.

They was f***ing better than us.

They weren't better, they was different,

that's all. Just different.

- Bullshit.

- All right, folks!

We have the decision of the judges.

In third place,

we have Elizabeth and Joseph Cursa!

Give them a hand!

Baby!

Come on, baby.

Yeah!

Second prize!

From Puerto Rico, we have

Cesar Rodriguez, Maria Huerta!

- You're doing them a favor!

- They're gonna take the prize.

- Thank you.

- Unbelievable!

- Don't spend it in one place, baby.

- Thank you.

In first place, the coolest,

the Fred Astaire of Brooklyn,

the boogie-woogie man,

the man who gave you coolness,

hotness and everything you wanted.

He was hot! He was right on!

Stephanie Mangano and Tony Manero.

We won.

Come on. Come on!

Didn't I tell you?

Won.

Come on, let's boogie.

Come on, everybody.

It's over. Come on, let's dance.

Come on, everybody!

Man, you put them down,

is what you did, huh?

You phony bastards!

You know who should have won

that contest.

My own f***ing friends

can't even be straight with me.

You gotta lie

right through your f***ing teeth.

- Come on!

- What's up your ass, man?

- Look, we won it.

- Stephanie, that was rigged.

That's like family. They can't give it

to no spic or no stranger.

What are you, crazy?

We was just as good

as they were, Tony, and I know it.

- Oh, you think so, huh?

- Yeah!

Here. Come with me.

Excuse me. Congratulations. Here.

I'd like to give this,

I'd like to give you that,

'cause I think you deserve it, all right?

Come on.

God damn it! Good is good.

If the spics are good, they deserve it.

- That's all there is to it.

- Yeah, but we won it. They didn't.

This is a f***ing sh*t hole,

you know that? A f***ing sh*t hole!

God damn it.

My friends, the a**holes I hang out with,

I can't believe them sometimes.

You know that?

Everybody's gotta dump

on somebody, right? Of course.

I mean, everybody...

Everybody can't do it straight, right?

My pa goes to work,

he gets dumped on,

so he comes home

and he dumps on my mother, right?

Of course, right?

Then the spics, they dump on us,

so we gotta dump on spics.

Of course, right?

Everybody's dumping on everybody.

Even the humping's dumping

most of the time.

All right. Okay. Listen, would you just

tell me what's wrong? Okay?

- Get in.

- What is it?

- Get in!

- Just tell me.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Wait. Stop it. Look, just stop it!

Let me alone, man!

Come on. Get away!

You know, you're such

a f***ing cockteaser, you know that?

Don't you f***ing call me

no goddamn cockteaser!

You are a cockteaser!

- Why you hanging around with me?

- Dancing, that's why.

- Oh, dancing, huh? Why else?

- Yeah!

You wanna know?

It's bullshit, that's why. Bullshit, man.

I've just been

dumping my bullshit all over you,

selling my act on you,

using you,

making you think that I love you!

It's just all bullshit, man!

- You f***ing c*nt!

- Don't f***ing start! You stop it! Don't!

Get off of me.

Oh, Stephanie.

- I'm mad at you, Tony.

- Hey, Tony, come on.

Annette's gonna give everybody

a piece of snatch pie.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah? The f*** you are.

I wanna talk to you.

- Hey, what are you doing?

- What is with you, huh?

- What's with you, you little punk?

- What are you doing?

- What is it, man? What the f*** is it?

- You don't give a sh*t about her!

Come on, Annette. Get in the car.

Come on. Do it.

I told you.

You can f*** all night on this speed.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah, you will.

Joey, what you doing back there?

Hey, you f***.

The first is always the best.

That's right.

Yes. Yes.

Joey?

Oh, God.

Come on, Double J. You're up.

See you guys later, huh?

- No. Joey.

- Come on, mother.

- Oh, yeah! My turn.

- No. You know what?

No, Double J. No, I don't wanna do it.

F***-A!

Sh*t. With me she's gotta cry?

- God damn, Annette. Come on.

- No. No. Don't.

Come on.

Yeah!

F***! Double J!

Come on, Double J! Come on!

- Give me a beer huh?

- Hey! Hey! With no pants.

And no hands!

Here, beer.

- All right!

- All right.

F*** you, Manhattan!

Come to Brooklyn!

Mine's so big, I gotta strap it to my leg.

Anita says

I got the biggest thing in town.

Proud of yourself now?

Is that what you wanted? Good.

Now you're a c*nt.

Man, don't f*** around.

What are you doing?

Where you going? Annette.

No. No. No. Leave me.

Come on, Annette. I'm sorry.

- Annette, I said I'm sorry.

- I didn't want to do it.

Look at this guy.

Hey, Bobby! Hey, you punk!

Tony! Look at me!

- Look at the punk.

- Bobby, get down. It's too dangerous.

Look at me, Tony.

Hey, Tony, look at me!

Look! Hey, Tony!

I'm not kidding, Bobby.

Get down from there.

I'm all right. I'm all right.

I'm all right, Tony.

I'm all right. Watch me.

- Hey, Tony, look at me!

- That's crazy. Now you're being crazy.

Look at me, look at me, look at me.

I'm doing it.

- It's too dangerous.

- Look at me.

- I see you.

- Look at me.

Oh, Jesus.

It's a long way down there.

- Give me your hand.

- I did it!

Come back. Come back in. Come on.

- Watch.

- Don't, don't.

You're making me

very nervous now, Bobby.

Don't do that. Jesus Christ.

Get over here. Get over here, right now!

Give me your hand.

Oh, Jesus! No. No!

- Oh, come on.

- I did it.

- What did you do?

- I did it.

Watch.

Come on, Bobby. Get over here.

Right now. Come on.

Now, don't get upset.

Come on. We'll talk.

We'll go talk in the car.

It's warmer there.

You didn't talk to me before.

How come you never called me?

- I didn't wanna f*** up.

- You didn't f*** up, Bobby.

- Come on. We'll talk, all right?

- I didn't wanna f*** up this time.

Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!

No!

Any of you guys think

maybe he killed himself?

No.

There's ways of killing yourself

without killing yourself.

Yeah. Okay, you can go now.

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