Sticks & Stones Page #2
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1996
- 95 min
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I love you, Dale.
See you in the morning.
- Right.
- Reuben?
Is something wrong?
- No.
- Are you sure?
- They canceled our
baseball league.
- They did? Why?
- Because you're buffoons.
That's why.
Everything this city
does turns into a mess.
Look at the parks.
Look at the police
and the schools.
They can't even afford
to buy their own books.
And that's why we're
getting you out of there.
Are your ready for
your entrance exam?
- Yeah.
- Good.
- But why do I have to go?
- Because you do.
- Yeah...
but why?
- I'll tell you why.
Because I was never
given an opportunity.
And because I'm working too hard
to see you wasting away in some
broken-down public school.
- But...
what about my friends?
- Your friends?
Huh.
Well, Reuben, your granddad
moved us when I was your age,
and I made new friends.
So you'll make new
friends, all right?
You make friends
wherever you go.
That's life.
- I have no desire to
go the creepin' school.
And he says I have no choice.
He won't even reason with me.
- Then screw him.
Don't go. I wouldn't.
- I can't do that.
- Sure you can, Bookie.
Tell him to take a hike.
That's what my mom
told my old man.
He never came back.
The a**hole.
And then again, if
that don't work,
you can always do what
that kid in Wichita did.
- Oh, and what was
that, Oh Wise One?
- Blow 'em away.
- Let's play some ball!
Been such a long time
Since I've felt this good
Beginning to wonder
if I ever could
I know it sounds crazy
But I feel my luck is changing
Yeah, I'm back again
- You're going downtown, Finley.
Downtown.
- Stee-rike!
Next time. Next time.
Dos!
Greeting the
future face to face
We're back in the race
You might think that it's over
I got news for you
Don't be so quick
to count me out
'Cause it's never over
'Til the walls
come tumbling down
I'm out of luck
Thrown it all away
Yeah, back in the race
Get cooled off
Livin' life like
there's no tomorrow
Back in the race
To take a chance
Greeting the
future face to face
We're back in the race
- Home run! Home run!
Stop the presses!
I just dinged one off the
great Joseph Finley!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
- It was foul.
- No way, Book.
That was a home run,
fair and square.
- My condolences, but it
went left of the tree.
- Yeah, well that oak
tree is fair, you puke.
- That's not an oak.
It's a Monterrey
Pine, you pukette.
It's foul.
It always has been
and always will be.
You know it.
- Aw, go home and
molest yourself.
- You guys, let's
just give it to him.
- Nah, give him nothin'.
If I can strike lightning once,
I can strike it again.
Fetch.
- You fetch.
You hit it.
- You're in the outfield.
- You hit it.
- You said it was foul.
- So what?
- I'll go get it.
- No, no, no, no, Joey.
I'll go get it.
- No, no, no, no, no.
I'll go get it.
- Shoot.
- Somebody lose a ball?
- It's ours.
Thanks.
- Anytime.
Take care.
- Yeah.
Yeah, bro, you too.
He ain't a bad guy.
- By the way...
which one of you guys called
me an a**hole yesterday?
You know, I'm just curious,
'cause usually I like to look
the limp dick in the eyes.
But hey, I just wanna know
who's been calling me names...
behind my back.
I'm not gonna hurt anybody.
Scout's honor.
You know what?
I don't ever wanna see
you guys here again.
Find somewhere else to play.
- Look, we don't
want any trouble.
If you want us to
do your homework
or make your lunch
everyday, you got it.
- You called me an
a**hole, didn't you?
- It was me.
- No, I said it.
- Now I know it was
you, you fat coward.
Do you have any idea how fat
and stupid-looking you are?
Huh? Do ya?
Greasy, four-eyed
mound of blubber.
How do you live
with yourself, huh?
Piggy.
I asked you a question, Piggy.
Do you have any idea how fat
and stupid-looking you are?
Huh? Do ya?
Huh?
Answer me!
- Yes
- Yes, what?
- Yes, I do know how fat
and stupid-looking I am.
- I feel a whole lot better.
- Are you happy now?
- Excuse me?
- I said, "Are you
happy now, a**hole?"
- You dumb
- Ah!
- I think it's time
somebody taught you
a little something
about respect.
- Eat sh*t!
- Oh, not a bad idea.
- No! No!
No!
- You wanna be a hero?
- No!
- Here's your reward.
You now have something
to wash it down.
- No!
No! No! No!
- Joey!
Joey!
- See you in school, champ.
- Joey, are you okay?
- Your arm.
- Hey!
Hey!
Where you going?
Oh, honey.
Look at...
oh sweetie.
How'd your hair
get all wet, huh?
- Cockroach?
Did one of your water balloon
fights get out of hand again?
- Tell me what happened, Joey.
- Yeah, Joey, tell
me what happened.
- Would you just get out?
- Come on, sweetie,
tell me what happened.
You don't have to
be embarrassed.
- I'm okay.
- Okay. You sure?
- Dr. Finley?
Dr. Finley?
- I'm right here.
I have to take this, okay?
Just one second.
I'll be right back, okay?
You know, sometimes
I just wanna.
Okay, I'm here
Uh-huh. So how are
the contractions?
Yeah, mm-hm.
And how many centimeters
is she dilated?
- Go to hell.
- What'd you say, you
- Hey, hey, guys!
Guys, come on!
Sorry.
You know, brotherly love.
Dr. Frank, can I
call you right back?
Just one second.
I'll call you right back.
- Time you learned
a little something
about respect, Cockroach.
One of my buddies
recognized your puny mug
from the field yesterday.
Don't go near it!
I'm warning you!
You're just a little bug who
against the wall is baseball.
It ain't.
It's babyball.
- Joey? Dale?
- Smarten up.
- I wanna talk to you.
- Mom, I didn't touch him.
I didn't...
- I want to talk to you.
Joey, your brother's
just a great, big bully.
And someday, somebody
his own size
is gonna set him straight,
and I hope I'm there to see it.
Honey, until then though,
just ignore him or something.
Don't provoke him.
It just plays into
his hand, okay?
Sweetie, it's gonna be okay.
Honey, I promise,
everything will be okay.
You just take your time.
Take all the time you need.
And then when...
when you're ready,
you just come down
and have dinner with me, okay?
Be waiting downstairs for you.
You know, sweetheart, this is
all just part of growing up.
And sometimes it just isn't fun.
I love you.
I'm gonna take care of Dale.
Dale?
Dale?
Get outta your room and come
down to the kitchen now.
They're at each other
night and day now,
and I don't know what
we're gonna do about it.
- Honey, they're brothers.
I went through it,
and I survived.
And so will Joey.
They'll manage, okay?
- I'm going to the Principal's.
- Don't even think it, Bookie.
Come on, he'll only
mess things up.
- What then?
- Go to your locker.
What's he gonna do?
Knife you in broad school light?
Come on.
Follow me.
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