The Wanderers Page #3

Stitch is a good friend of mine.

You know Clinton, don't you?

Everybody knows Clinton.

I think we can talk business better

in the park.

- Is this a joke?

- Sure, it's a joke.

Just like your little joke

about pricks with ears.

- Or was it ears without pricks?

- Where are we going?

Hey, Terror, I knew you wasn't chickenshit.

Turkey, do me a favor, will you?

Sure, Terror,

you know how I feel about you guys.

Hold these.

We're thinking about making you guys

honorary members of the Baldies.

That's great, Peewee.

We thought we might start

by shaving your heads.

Come on, not my hair, all right?

Too good for us?

Maybe we won't take your hair off.

We'll just take something else off.

- Drop your pants.

- Sure, whatever you want.

Not you, Turkey. You're gonna help us.

Hop over.

- Why don't you guys just shave our heads?

- Go on.

We got delicate feelings.

You guys seem to think

you're too good for us.

You guys are a bunch of fruits!

There you go again, hurting our feelings.

Tie their hands.

Turkey, I want you to tie

one end of the rope right...

...there.

Jeez, Terror...

Turkey, don't do it.

Turkey, it's just a little test

to get in to the Baldies.

To see how brave a guy can be.

I know these guys heard of rock 'n' roll...

...but you guys ever hear of rock 'n' cock?

How about cock 'n' roll, mothers?

Hey, Turkey, do a Boy Scout knot.

Turkey, don't do it, man.

Turkey, you're a Wanderer.

Turkey, you f***ing homo.

Don't get me mad, Joey.

Okay, Turkey, pick up both of the rocks.

Any last words to say to your d*cks?

Say, '"Bye-bye, dick, nice knowing you.'"

Turkey, throw the rocks over.

Sorry, guys.

Oh, sh*t.

Looks like we got to get shorter twine.

Don't you guys go away.

We'll be right back.

Come on, Turkey,

I got a soft spot in my heart for you.

- What do we do now?

- Can't get anybody to help us, Richie.

They left us here to die of exposure.

Don't f*** with the Baldies!

This is just a warning.

I'm glad you've come to us finally, Richie.

You've got a good sense of reality.

We're gonna help you

with your problem with the Colored.

How are you feeling today?

- The old bowling arm feeling hot?

- Sure, always hot.

'"Sure, always hot.'"

Wasn't so hot last week

against those Long Island guys.

Which reminds me...

...see who's bowling out there tonight?

- No.

- Take a look.

Sh*t.

It's those guys from Long Island.

You know what they're doing here?

I don't know.

They've come here for a rematch.

Mr. Galasso, those guys are too good.

They killed us last week.

You know, Richie...

...you need some confidence.

The other kid can wait here.

You guys are gonna win big tonight.

Are you kidding, Peppy?

These guys are good enough to be pros.

My instinct is they is pros.

Chubby checked up on them.

They go around to the different lanes.

They hustle the house bowlers.

They hustle the hustlers.

- They are greedy boys.

- What's Chubby gonna do?

Chubby got a way of creating miracles.

What'll it be?

Who is this?

Five big ones?

- We ain't got that much.

- No?

What do you got?

Twenty-five hundred.

Twenty-five hundred.

Guess that'll have to do.

We'll leave the money there.

Whoa, pal. We get to pick the alley, right?

Anything! Come on, you guys gonna play?

Let's cut the bullshit.

Wanna keep score, too? Go ahead.

I'm just a dumb Guinea. What do I know?

For all I know, you guys could be pros.

What are you guys talking about?

Your guys are really good,

is what we're talking about.

What's happening?

Where's everybody going?

Just closing for a while, for a little privacy.

What are you doing?

You guys are so good, it wouldn't be fair

unless you bowled handicapped.

Twenty pins?

Twenty pins?

That's not what I was thinking about.

- Fifty pins.

- No good.

What I had in mind was a real handicap.

I seen this in my favorite movie.

You ever seen The Hustler?

Good enough for Paul Newman,

good enough for you.

Now, where was we?

Oh, yeah, you guys come to us

with a problem.

We'll take care of it.

But remember, we're sportsmen.

And we're interested in making

a little bet on you.

Nothing wrong with that, is there?

I understand you're playing the Coloreds

in North Bronx Football League soon.

I think it would be to our mutual benefit...

...if you won one for the Galassos.

- Don't you?

- Yeah.

There's two kinds of people.

Those with common interests...

...and a**holes like those hustlers.

What I like

about these Colored sportsmen...

...is they got common interest.

Not all your Colored are a**holes.

It's a shame to see kids

beating each other's brains out.

Especially when there's

no financial advantage.

- Right, Albert?

- Right.

How are you?

- How you doing?

- Okay, you?

We're gonna have a little football game.

Sporting event.

I'm glad these boys brought

us into the picture.

It gives these kids a chance to settle

their differences in a beneficial manner.

Let's adjourn to the bar for a discussion.

It's cool.

What's all this?

I'm making a banner.

Our big game with the Del Bombers

is coming up. You should come, Dad.

- It should be a good game.

- Look at me when you talk to me.

What kind of drawing you doing?

Why can't you do something normal?

A mountain lake, a tree, birds?

That's art.

Those aren't normal people you draw.

They're freaks.

You hear me?

Emilio.

Joey, time to eat.

They're freaks.

Hey, good. I got to drop a few pounds.

I got to get more pressed.

Come on, let's eat.

It's us against the world.

I mean, just the Wanderers.

- We got to stick together.

- We got to stick it to the Del Bombers.

Joey, I got a game for you.

- See who can hit the softest.

- Yeah, sure.

You go first.

That's pretty good. It's my turn now.

What did you do that for?

I thought you said the softest.

I did. You win.

I'm in love! Look at that.

Hey, I'd like to stick it to that.

I'm in love. Hey, you know what, man?

Today's the perfect day for elbow-titting.

Hey, Perry, pull over.

Watch it!

Watch where you're going!

Don't people look where they're going?

Watch it in the future!

- You get any tit?

- She had nice ones.

She didn't know what was happening.

Who's next?

Perry, you go.

- Me? No.

- Come on.

What are you, chicken?

Chicken?

Free feels, right in the street?

Too late.

Quit bothering me!

Don't be afraid, all right?

Watch this.

Here goes the elbow-titting champion

of the Bronx.

Hey, Joey, get a good one.

Do it, Joey baby!

You boys are pigs!

You have no respect!

Lady, I'm sorry!

- You boys are pigs!

- Yes, ma'am.

I never realized how dangerous

elbow-titting was.

You win a few, and you lose a few.

- Don't hit me.

- Look at that!

- Richie, your turn.

- No, no.

Come on, chickenshit.

Hey, come on, let's go.

'"Hello, hello...

'"...hello! '"

- Watch where you're going.

- You get a good one?

What do you mean?

- I bet you think that's funny.

- What are you talking about?

I'm sorry I bumped into you.

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