The Panic in Needle Park Page #4

- Have you seen Bobby?

- No, he ain't been...

- He wasn't here?

- Not tonight.

Irene, you seen Bobby?

Bobby? How the f***

should I know where Bobby is?

- He was gonna meet Hank at midnight.

- It's only half past.

Jesus, he said he'd be here.

Bobby's gonna be late

for his own wedding.

( car door closes )

- You sure he hasn't been here?

- You still on that?

- I just heard Bobby's OD'd. He took a hot shot of junk.

- What do you mean?

( pounding on door )

( moaning )

Get him out of here!

- He's dying.

- Get him on his feet.

WOMAN:
Oh, he's not gonna die!

He's not dying here. You hear me?

Get him out of here. That's all I care about.

- Get some towels.

- I only got one towel!

Just do it!

Come on.

Comes up here all the time.

I don't need him!

Just keep him walking.

Come on, man!

Come on.

Jesus!

- What did he take? Is he gonna be all right?

- Get him over here.

( crying continues )

Come on, man.

Come on. Come on.

Where's the towel?

Come on.

Hold him up.

- Here's your towel.

- Give me the towel.

WOMAN:
He better not die, that's all. 'Cause I don't want no death in here.

- He ain't dying in here, you hear me?

- Shut up!

Come on!

- Will you shut that kid up?

- What am I supposed to do? It's the maid's night out.

Can you see? Come on.

Huh? Huh? All right.

- Would you do it someplace else?

- Shut up!

Hey!

Come on.

Come on.

Come on!

- Come on. I got business here.

CHICO:
Aw, shut up!

Don't tell me to shut up.

It's my place, isn't it?

- He's gotta puke.

- He's not puking on my floor.

- We don't want to mess up your establishment.

- I don't want him smelling up this place!

I got business here!

- Come on.

- Can't you just take him in the hall?

If he dies, Marcie, you can lay him out with the baby

and the three of youse can turn the trick together.

( baby continues crying )

I didn't ask him to visit!

I really need this, don't I?

( radio:
man speaking spanish )

( sighs )

Listen, he can't stay here.

Please. I got a trick coming.

- He's sick.

- Sick my ass! It's a $40 pop.

I didn't ask him

to get off in here.

Helen, could you take care of the kid

just till I get rid of the john?

- What's he gonna say when he sees a kid here?

- Yeah. Yeah.

Maybe he'll offer to adopt youse both.

Oh, please.

He's a regular.

(KNOCKING)

Oh, Jesus. Come on. Come on, come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Give me a walk. Come on.

( bobby muttering )

- What a trip. What a trip.

- I got him. Bring the baby.

Shh!

( crying )

HELEN:
Not in the sink.

CHICO:
Oh, baby.

- Can't you keep him quiet?

- Hey, Marcie, have fun.

( knocking )

You tell Hank...

never again.

I swear to God.

Last night, tonight. What difference

does it make? So I f***ed up.

That's the story of your life...

f***ing up.

What do I got to do, carry you every

place to make sure you get there?

Is that what a brother's for?

What do you think, it's some kind of

he's not heavy, he's my brother crap?

Let me tell you something, man.

You are heavy.

I was hustling a hot truck

all last night waiting for you.

- So we'll get another one tonight.

- So I get another one tonight.

- All right.

- You just be there.

(TOOL CLANKS ON GROUND)

HANK:
Psst!

Bring the stuff up to here.

I'll go around and get the truck.

Now, look, man.

Don't f*** up.

Don't open the door

until I knock, okay?

( nightstick tapping )

(TAPPING CONTINUES)

Hank?

Hank?

I'm clean!

You're gonna be clean

when you get on the outside.

Yeah, baby.

Nothin' to do with...

They let you out, huh?

Man, when I get out,

my first shot...

You're never getting out.

Those cats out there are shooting castor oil.

The dealers have all split.

You know Santo, the guy who runs the West Side?

Santo?

Ever hear of Santo?

- We don't know him here. What's his name again?

- San-what?

BOBBY:
Santa Claus?

You listen to me!

That's the truth.

Santo's looking for someone to take over

the West Side, just till the heat's off.

- Just till the heat's off.

- You gonna take it over, baby?

BOBBY:
(WHISPERING) The next thing I know, there's a big shipment in...

...and Santo is in charge of it all,

...and they need somebody

to come in with them.

So everybody is wondering...

...and talking about

who it's gonna be.

So guess who it's gonna be.

Well, who?

Me.

Santo wants you?

Why not?

Anybody.

- And why not me?

- It's dangerous.

Santo's not gonna give you

the stuff on credit.

- You need money.

- So I'll get the money.

SCOFFS:
Yeah.

- No more penny ante sh*t with Hank, I'll tell you that.

Listen, I was thinking

maybe, uh...

...when you get out,

we could go to the country and live.

The country?

Sure.

And eat nuts?

I don't know, man.

I'm letting Hank work for me.

- Hank wanted to come today.

- Yeah, well, f*** him.

If it wasn't for him

and his big-deal f***ing caper,

I'd be on the street now, married.

He got back and saw the cop.

There was nothing he could do.

- He could get me out of here.

- He's trying.

His lawyer's working on it.

Meanwhile,

I'm playing with myself.

- It...It's bad outside.

- Yeah?

There's nothing.

Narcs aren't even busting anyone,

there's so little around.

I think about you all the time.

Really.

When you're clean,

that's all you can think about.

I can't stop myself.

I think about that first time

we made it together.

I can let it go for two hours

just thinking about that one time.

I go to the chaplain.

I tell him I've got dirty thoughts.

You go to the chaplain?

I know. It's a change.

It breaks the routine.

You make me laugh.

You know what you make me?

Do you want to know

what you really make me?

Listen, uh, I gotta go.

No, don't go.

Don't go.

I'm gonna have

all the stuff in Needle Park.

I never wanted anything but you.

I want you so bad.

HOTCH:
Hey, Bobby.

Oh! Look who's here.

- Did you have a nice stay?

- It was wonderful.

Only I missed you.

Were you expecting Helen?

That's none of your business.

She's shooting $80 a day.

Oh, yeah?

Where's she getting it?

Where do you think?

Bobby!

You whore!

You've been peddling your ass

all over the West Side.

- You don't understand, Bobby!

- Don't give me that sh*t!

( sobbing continues )

You've been shooting it,

and you've been selling it! Huh?

I was gonna marry you!

I was gonna marry a whore!

You know that? I was gonna marry a whore!

You're a whore!

( grunts )

Open the door!

Open the door, Helen,

or I'll break it down.

Open the door!

Helen, open the door,

or I'll break it down.

No!

Son of a...

Look at this sh*t!

( sobbing continues )

( knocks )

Helen.

Come on, open the door.

I won't hit you, Helen.

Come on, open the door.

Helen, I won't hit you.

Helen?

Helen?

- Don't hit me.

- No, I won't.

I can't stand

anybody hitting me.

( bobby sighs )

Why didn't you

come to me, Helen?

I could have helped you.

You were gone.

You could have gone to Hank.

I did.

I balled him.

Why did you tell me that?

- I'd rather hook than ball Hank.

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