The Wanderers Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1979
- 112 min
- $14,492
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You think I bump into every girl
out on the street?
No, just the ones you're trying to
cop a free feel from.
I wasn't trying to do it...
Bullshit. Aren't you a little old
Where I'm from, they call it molesting.
Where are you from?
Come on. Scram, pal.
What school do you go to?
- Look, whatever your name is...
- Richie. What's yours?
Nina. I don't talk to every guy
who tries to elbow-tit me...
What is this?
I know this, great book.
The whole thing, or just the dirty parts?
Come on, Nina,
don't take me over the coals.
Can't you have a straight talk about
books with a molester like me?
Sex fiend, hey, over here!
I hear your mom calling you, Richie!
Your friends want you back.
- You tell them everything?
- Are you kidding?
Just the dirty parts.
I think we should
see each other again sometime.
I've got to go, I've had hard day.
Hey, I want you to meet a friend.
- Joey, meet Nina.
- Hey, Nina.
You wouldn't know it to look at him,
but he's a great artist.
I think you two could hit it off.
- I've got to get going.
- Give us your number, okay?
I'm not giving you my number.
Hey, do you mind?
- Off the car, big fellow.
- Joey, give her your number.
Maybe she'd like to go and party with you.
- My number?
- Yeah, K-0505-64.
K-0505-64!
That's my number, K-0505-64.
You got that?
Think she'll call?
Sure she will.
Richie, you're a true Wanderer.
I hate to see one like that get away.
Let's go.
We'll get them for you, Joey.
Don't let her get away.
She was something else.
Richie, now I think I know
what you mean by true love.
- There she goes.
- Don't lose her.
Where the hell are we, man?
Is that her ahead of us, there?
Thought it was, but it ain't.
Perry, where are you taking us?
I don't know my way around here.
I thought you were gonna tell me.
- I got to get home. I got to go to work.
- It's getting late.
- My old man is going to kill me.
- F***ing relax.
Jesus, come on.
We'll find our way out of here.
Let's ask that lady up there.
Forget about it.
Jesus.
Look out! Watch it, look out!
Sh*t!
Ducky Boys!
Let's get the hell out of here!
Get the f*** out of here!
You little prick.
- Perry, get back here!
- You can't talk?
Perry, no!
Perry!
Get in the car!
Get the f*** out of here!
Get him to a hospital! Emergency.
We got to get him to a hospital.
I ain't telling my ma about this.
The doctor said it ain't good
for the high blood pressure.
What are you gonna do? Wear gloves?
Stay here.
I'm going upstairs
to see if the coast is clear.
Old man'll kill me for coming in this late.
Emilio, I'll see you tomorrow.
Bring me a little something, will you?
Honey.
- Joey, what is it? What's the matter?
- Nothing.
Nothing. It's okay.
Daddy, I know. No talking in the hallways.
You got a call, some dame's calling.
Sounds like a librarian.
You got books out? Come on, get inside.
Perry, is that you, honey?
- Hello?
- Hi, is this Joey?
- Yeah.
- This is Nina, we met today.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, right.
I thought I'd call you up,
you said something about a party.
Who'll be there?
All the guys. Richie, the first guy
you met on the street today.
- Yeah.
- He'll be there. Great guy.
- You liked him?
- Yeah.
Joey, what are you so nervous about?
Jumping around and sh*t.
I got to take a piss.
She'll be here in a minute.
Listen, I want to tell you something.
I think we got it made
with this chick, you know?
- She called you up the other day, right?
- Yeah, right.
She's coming to get us for the party?
- What are you going to do?
- What do you mean?
You need a game plan.
How else are you gonna get laid?
I can take care of myself.
Do you know so much about it?
Forget it. I'm just trying
to tell you how to get the job done.
Do me a favor, keep your mouth shut.
You sound like my mother.
Your mother? Tell her she forgot
her shoes under my bed last night.
Your mother's got a mattress
on the back of the curbside...
Leave the hair alone, will you!
- Quit acting like a f*ggot!
- You wish.
- You blow.
- You wish.
Here she is.
Hi, Nina.
- Get in back.
- And leave my main man up here alone?
Let's go, we're late already.
How you doing, baby?
What is this sh*t on the radio?
Ain't you got some decent music?
I'll change the station.
All right. Rock 'n' roll, that's more like it.
Come on, let's go.
- Straight ahead?
- Go left at the corner.
Over here. Pull over behind this car.
Right here.
- What is this car?
- It's my parents'.
I borrow it when they go out of town.
They're out of town?
- Get down.
- What's wrong?
Stay down, it's Galasso.
We don't want them to see us.
- Who?
- It's Despie's parents.
He doesn't want us to break training.
He's got cash riding on us.
That dress has got real class.
Shall we?
- Goddamn, Richie.
- New undies for your birthday, Joey.
Can I get out of here?
I can't breath down here.
What's going on? Is the coast clear?
Come on, they're gone.
Okay, let's Wampo!
Okay, Popeye.
Cleopatra.
Eye-line turn.
Popeye.
Cleopatra.
Sweep the floor.
Hey, look who's here.
How you doing, man?
Jesus, what the hell is that?
- That's the woman I know?
- A woman?
That's what it looked like, kid.
If your pants were any tighter,
we'd be able to see the veins in your balls.
Didn't know you were looking!
Joey! Joey!
I didn't know Purina made sports jackets.
I didn't know Purina made bad breath.
Richie!
Come here.
Do you want to dance, Joey?
I'm not very good.
Maybe when a slow one comes on.
Thanks, man.
Thanks, guys.
I've got an urge tonight to maybe...
...go out tonight and...
...stomp some ass. I just got to...
...just rumble.
Break some heads. Know what I mean?
I know what you mean.
I got an urge, too, man.
I know where
there's a Wanderers party tonight.
The little guys.
They're a bunch of pussies.
Go out, stomp some ass.
Maybe even get laid. Sorry, Peewee.
I didn't mean it. I just got an urge.
- You guys wanna fight?
- Yeah, we wanna fight.
You got to be kidding, pal.
I'm talking about the toughest guys
in the world.
Man, who you talking about?
Nobody's tougher than the Baldies.
Why don't you guys come in here?
Come on.
I've always wondered what you do in here.
Jerk off?
Guys...
...I got a way you can stomp
all the ass you want...
...and make the world safe for democracy
at the same time.
Here you are, gentlemen.
Pass those out. Here you go.
Thanks, man.
Come on, girls. Get moving.
Buddy, come on, babe.
Joey, it's so noisy down here.
Do you suppose she'd mind
if we went upstairs to talk?
No. Hey, Rich...
We're gonna go upstairs to talk.
Just don't get any jizzy marks
on the Galassos' bed.
I'll make you eat it off with a spoon.
Hey, good luck.
My daddy will kill me
if they make a mess upstairs.
They won't, don't worry about it.
Maybe we should go upstairs, too.
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