Songs That Won the War Page #2
- Year:
- 1994
- 75 min
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How about we says a rhyme and they
gotta finish it, slurring his friends?
Only if it don't rhyme,
he has to eat a dirt clod.
You think that up just now? That's a
classic. Did you hear that, trespasser?
All right, who gots a rhyme?
I got one.
Here I sit,
eating a pastry strudel...
Bingo, Ula.
Go on, trespasser.
Think up a rhyme
to "pastry strudel. "
Here I sit,
eating a strudel...
Go on.
Chet plays with Barbies
and Stu eats doggie doodle.
Hey! Why don't
you just let him go,
pick on somebody
your own size.
What's the matter? You guys
afraid of a fair fight, one on one?
Maybe you got a point. Ebb.
Good boy.
Stu!
Stu, don't get
yourself killed!
Get him good!
Say "Uncle," man!
Say "Uncle"!
He'll kill you! Stay put!
Kick him again!
Hey, you kids!
What's going on?
Nothing. He just fell.
Better get your butts
out of here
before the cops
get wind of y'all.
Quarry's ours, and you'd
better don't come back,
in an ambulance.
Pick a finger.
Come on,
let's get out of here.
You know, one of us ought to
go back there and kick some ass.
I'm serious, guys.
My brother's got more
fireworks than Ho Chi Minh.
We could hole up
in that fort you wanna build,
those mongrels
won't be able to touch us.
What do you say, Stu?
Stu?
That was fun. Come on,
let's go to the tree.
You got an extra smoke?
Why don't you hawk
your own damn cigarettes?
Dang, girl, I risk my neck all
morning for your dumb behind.
You think
a 5-second break
or a puff off of your scag.
What do you mean,
"Risking your neck"?
Well, what you call tromping
around in them crazy, gap-toothed,
banjo-picking, no-eyelid hillbilly
Dang!
They ever do find out
we robbed them,
behind till it's flat as yours.
You didn't even go
onto Lipnicki's property.
I'm the one
who got everything.
And quit n*gger-lipping
my smoke. Give it here.
Excuse me?
What the hell you just say?
Give me my smoke. What?
You know what.
Girl, you'd better
get out of my face.
You call your friends that.
How I calls my kin
ain't none of your business.
It's a fight! What'd I miss?
I'm sorry.
What's she sorry for?
I think you have something that
belongs to me, my mood ring.
Where's my
puka shell necklace?
I'll see you gets it!
Look, I said I was sorry.
My mama said I don't have
to hang out with nobody
who degrades me that-a-way,
even if they is my best girl.
But I'm gonna let it go
this time.
But you're on probation,
and don't think I'm gonna
forget about it neither.
Now put your eyes back
in your head and let's go.
Wasting all our time.
Lordy, lordy, lordy.
What I have to put up with.
Are you sure
this be the short cut?
Oh, damn it!
No way! Bull-honky, man!
Come on!
This is our territory, man!
We never hawk your ideas!
They ain't gonna move.
How you know?
Hey! I'll race you for it.
Winner gets all.
You any good at running?
I'd sooner die than to lose
a foot race to my brother.
Come on. To the tree.
One, two, three!
Go, Stu!
Go, Lidia!
Oh, damn!
Tie!
Guess we're gonna have to
share it!
No fair!
and we raced for it and tied!
I said we'd try it
and we tried it.
I want
all our stuff back!
Simmer down, now!
All right.
I say y'all try to get along
one more day.
Oh, come on, Dad!
If y'all cannot work together
after that,
then I guess
you are gonna have to
put a little daylight
between yourselves.
Share it on the split.
You boys
can have it in the morning
when the girls'll
be in school.
And in the afternoon you take
off, you let them enjoy it.
And I don't wanna hear about
You got that?
Yes, sir.
You all got that?
Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
Daddy?
What?
Can I give you a French
twist tonight with Dippity Do?
If I can give you a French
twist with a dip-dilly-dew.
Whose turn is it to help me
with this laundry, Lidia Joanne?
Promise?
Yeah.
I'm coming.
How you doing
these days, Elvadine?
My life be a wreck.
How you been?
Pretty good.
Hey, Elvadine, Amber, come
on, help me with the laundry!
Bye, Mr. Simmons.
Bye, Mr. Simmons.
Good-bye, Elvadine.
Good-bye, Amber.
I'm proud of you for sharing
that fort with your sister.
You treat her good, she'll be in
your corner the rest of your life.
Something happen to your lip?
Got kicked in the face.
By who?
Lipnickis.
They ought to call them
the Lip-kickis.
I think the Lipdickis.
Y'all...
Y'all feuding with them, too?
I hold my temper.
It's just sometimes I feel like I
could wring his scrawny little neck.
Boy, sometimes all it takes
is a split second
to do something you'll regret
the whole rest of your life.
Stuart, sometimes...
"Sometimes" is too much.
Anyhow, got me a job today.
Working for the state.
Get out. Are you serious?
Yes, sir.
Your old grammar school.
I'm the new
custodial engineer.
Hey, Ma! Dad got a
janitoring job at the school!
I heard!
Isn't it wonderful?
It's too bad I graduated.
We could hang out.
That's really boss, Dad.
Well, thank you.
I'll see you later.
Dad?
Yeah?
Better come in
here a minute.
I think it's ready.
Oh, Lidia, I'm...
Honey, I'm working
on the radio.
Come on, Dad.
Come on, you promised.
Sit down.
Oh, Lidia.
I wish you'd...
What're you gonna do to it?
I'm just taking it up.
You're just what?
I'm just taking it up.
Gosh, Dad.
Dad?
Hmm?
How come you and Mom
don't talk no more?
Well, I been gone
a long time, Lidia.
We're just giving each other
You better start
crowding her, Dad.
Put your arms around the
woman every once in a while,
or she's gonna think
you don't like her no more.
Now, I'm giving you
this advice
'cause I can see you just
don't know what you're doing.
Well, I'm gonna
take that to heart.
Lidia suggested
that I dance with you.
That is if you're still
interested in taking my hand.
I've been waiting on you
to ask for the longest time.
You even got your hair
done up for the occasion.
In all the years
I'd known my mother,
this was the only time I'd ever
seen her cry from happiness.
Then again, maybe it was
just Dad stepping on her toes.
I been working
Amber's railroad
All my living long day
I been working
Amber's railroad
Excuse me, fat girl.
Is it absolutely necessary
that you serenade us?
I'm on a diet,
I hope you know,
'cause I have
a granular condition.
You got
Funny, Marsh.
heart attack. Let's 86 them.
Must be 12:
30. Why don't you guysbeat it? You heard what Dad said.
What is she talking about?
What did your dad say?
Every day at 12:
30 we gottawalk? I don't think so.
I know so.
I can go on a diet,
but you'll always be ugly!
I'm gonna kick
your pygmy butt.
This ain't working out. Somebody's
gonna have to be the boss!
Well, let me guess... Could
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