Summer of Sam Page #8

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This is Ritchie!

- Ritchie who?

- Ritchie Trangali!

- That's Ritchie Trangali?

- He's scary-looking, but that's my boy!

Sorry, but you're gonna have to leave.

- My customers feel nauseous.

- F*** them!

Come on, Chickie. F*** your customers.

Relax. Get some roast beef sandwiches.

- Come on. Just go.

- Just like that?

F*** this idiot. F*** him. Let's go.

- You're calling me an idiot?

- Yeah, a f***in' idiot.

- F***in' reject. Get out!

- Hey, hey!

Get him out.

Just take him out of my place.

F*** you!

You f***ing b*tch!

Jesus.

Tastes better than Heinz ketchup,

you f***.

- He's f***in' nuts.

- You like that, you f***?

Ritchie, easy.

You know, Ritchie,

I don't blame them, you know?

When you're in Rome...

What are you gonna do?

You come up here

with that dog collar...

We're all wearing dog collars.

You're wearin' a dog collar.

- I'm wearing a...

- You're wearing a dog collar.

You're a f***in' dog of society. You're

on a leash to a certain way of thinking.

I don't f***in' understand

what you're saying.

I'm not relating to this sh*t.

Is the f***in' heat getting to you?

No, no. Listen.

It's like everybody's got

two personalities, Vin.

Two personalities. One you're born with,

one the f***in' world gives you.

Are you talking about

some alter ego sh*t?

Ah, no. Vin...

It's like... I got these things I like doin'.

I like doin' 'em so much,

it's like I have to do 'em.

Now, do I really like doin' 'em...

...or was I preprogrammed at an early age

to respond to liking them?

That's what I'm talking about.

You f***in' lost me.

Yeah, f***in' what else is new, man?

What the f***? Are you saying

that if I f***in' cheat on Dionna...

...it's not me that made me do it,

it's the f***in' world?

Take responsibility for yourself, man.

It's not the f***in' world.

It's your f***in' dick that made you

do that! Don't blame the world!

- My dick made me do that?

- Yeah, your dick.

The heat wave continues in the city...

...as record-breaking temperatures

claimed six lives.

Three fatalities were in Brooklyn...

...two in the Bronx and one in Queens.

Crime has risen with the temperatures.

There is an increase

in domestic violence...

All right, you two. Out. My turn.

And Con Ed is asking that you

try to conserve electricity...

...as several neighbourhoods

in the five boroughs...

...are experiencing brownouts.

The health department

advises the elderly...

...and people with respiratory problems...

Uh-oh.

Sh*t.

- Daddy! Dad!

- Take it easy, baby. Come on.

- It's all right.

Oh, my God! Guys, this is not funny!

- It's us. Baby, the power's out.

- The power's out?

Th Precinct, Officer Hall.

Yeah, we do know. It's a blackout.

The whole five boroughs.

- We're doing the best we can.

Precinct, Officer Riggs. Yes, sir.

We understand that the lights are out.

We have Con edison out in full force.

Con ed don't know nothin',

but what I know is...

...we can't expect any help from the cops.

They'll have their hands full

chasin' looters.

N*ggers and spics.

It's ourjob to protect our neighbourhood.

And this Son of Sam

has the blackout to hide in.

I want all our guys

on the Layton Avenue bridge.

It's f***in' my joint. Shut the f*** up.

Nobody gets in my neighbourhood

without me knowin' it.

Oh, what the f*** is this?

Pull over!

What the f*** are you doing?

Who are you? What do you want here?

No s dnde estoy...

- What the f*** are you talking about?

- No puedo ver...

Get the f*** out of there!

Con Ed officials said...

...the lights went out at 9.pm!

I'm here at the corner

of 15th Street and 5th Avenue.

And black and Puerto Rican people...

...are going crazy.

As I overheard one man say...

..."It's like Christmas in July."

That's a quote.

We have reports that people

are stuck on the subways...

...and that the city that never sleeps

has come to a standstill.

I'm gonna get out of the way...

cos I fear my safety.

Joey, get the kids in the neighbourhood.

If they need cars, you give 'em cars.

If they need baseball bats,

you give 'em bats.

We're gonna patrol the neighbourhood.

We'll go to different points -

the beach, bridge, down to the avenue.

- Understand?

- Yeah.

Here we go. Come on. Let's go.

We'll get you, Son of Sam!

We'll get you, Son of Sam!

And then you call Frankie.

Tell him to bring the feast lights...

...and the generators cos Luigi

is gonna give a big block party...

...with the cannoli and the bab rum...

...and the sausage and peppers

and the spiedini.

That psycho is gonna have

no place to hide.

Frankie!

Hey, hey, hey, that's my man!

I love you, I love you, I love you!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

I got you!

Bang! Bang! I got you, Son of Sam!

- We got a f***in' gig. You know, singin'?

- Serious?

- We're going to f***in' CBGB's.

- At CBGB's.

Vinny, this is our first gig, man.

This is a big deal.

No, congratula...

No, I'm serious. We're excited.

Congratulations. A toast.

- I'm singing.

- They're gonna pay you. That's great.

I don't know about that.

Maybe I'll come.

How do you spell that CBGB?

C-B-G-B. You never heard of it?

It's on the Bowery in the city.

Oh, CBGB.

You and Ritchie

seem really happy together.

Yep, we are. Just try and enjoy it

while it lasts. You know what I mean?

I guess that's a good philosophy

as long as you're not married.

Listen, um...

I know that you've been

with Vinny before.

I mean, it's not a secret or anything.

That was a long time ago.

A long time ago, before you two got

together, let alone got married, all right?

No, no, no, no. I know that. I know that.

I'm not accusing you of anything.

Then what do you want?

All I... wanted to say was that...

...since you've been with him...

...maybe you could tell me what he likes.

- You're serious?

- Yeah.

If I knew, I wouldn't be asking.

I mean... Look.

You think this is easy for me?

Talking to you about Vinny, you know...

...my husband's sexual likes and dislikes.

And so you ask me, cos I should know.

No...

You guys looked happy

when you were goin' out.

And you're so sexy and confident

and everything.

Listen. I mean...

...sometimes I-I think that, um...

...that, you know, he's cheating on me.

Anyway, you know,

I wa... I wanna please him...

...but I, I don't think that I do.

You have any advice? Anything?

Look, Dionna.

You are... very pretty, OK?

You're sexy.

I happen to know

that Vinny loves you very much.

I know he loves me but, um...

...I think I disappoint him.

So what do you want me to do?

Do you want me to tell you

how to f*** your husband?

Yeah, fine. I'll tell ya.

First...

...you can't be his wife.

- That's number one. Too late for that.

- Yeah.

Is this it? This where we're going?

The sign's CBGB, right? And this

is the corner of Bleecker and Bowery.

This is where my father said all the bums

were. But who are these people?

You scared?

What is this?

I can't believe Ritchie

made us come over here.

I won't even park my car here.

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