White Irish Drinkers Page #9

Synopsis: It's early autumn of 1975 in Brooklyn and 18-year-old Brian Leary (Nick Thurston) is killing time, pulling off petty crimes with his street tough older brother Danny (Geoff Wigdor), whom he both idolizes and fears. He doesn't really want to be a criminal, but he doesn't share the dreams of his old friends from their working class neighborhood either. They all yearn for the culturally approved 9-to-5 Civil Service jobs with benefit packages that will carry them through weekends of beer into lazy retirement. Brian doesn't want to end up in a soul-numbing job like his buddies, but he's sure he doesn't want to be like his best friend Todd (Zachary Booth) either. Todd has betrayed their blue-collar roots by accepting a scholarship to college. But Brian has a secret -- he's a talented artist. In the basement of the bagel shop beneath his parent's apartment, he creates impressionistic charcoal and watercolor images of the stifling city that surrounds him. When he puts on his headphones and pa
Genre: Drama
Director(s): John Gray
Production: Screen Media Films
  2 wins & 3 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.8
Metacritic:
51
Rotten Tomatoes:
44%
R
Year:
2010
109 min
Website
51 Views


I just couldn't let anything

like that happen to me.

- Would that be the worst thing

in the world,

to stay here

with someone you like?

- I'll see you later.

- Yeah!

- Come on, mick.

Come on, stones.

Let's go.

Come on, stones.

- F***ing bullshit!

- You're not gonna get away

with this.

- Give me my f***ing money!

- You're not gonna get away

with this.

- Who's running this joint?

- That's the little prick

who works here.

- Where's our money?

Give us back our f***ing money.

- Hey, hey, hey.

I don't know what happened.

I don't know what happened.

- Where's our money?

Give us back our money.

- Get out of the way.

Get out of the way.

- You're f***ing dead.

- Look,

I don't know what happened.

- Get out of my way.

Get the f*** back.

Hey!

Hey, brian!

Brian.

Brian,

I'm coming for you.

- I got you. Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Get away.

Get the f*** off me.

Get off me.

Come on.

- You're bleeding.

What'd they f***ing

do to you?

- You all right?

- What the f***?

- F***.

Danny, no.

No, danny, danny.

Danny, danny.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Danny, danny, danny, danny.

- It f***ing hurts.

- No, no, no, no, no.

Don't,

don't, don't, don't, don't.

Don't take it out.

Don't take it out.

Don't take it out.

Don't take it...

F***...

No, no, no, no, no.

Help!

Danny.

Danny!

Nooo!

Danny!

- Shh,

it's all right.

It's just a storm.

I'm not gonna let

anything happen to you.

- Don't leave me.

Don't leave me here.

- I'm not going anywhere.

Nothing bad is ever

gonna happen to you.

I'm gonna make sure.

I'm not leaving.

- Eternal rest grant unto him,

oh, lord,

and let perpetual light

shine upon him.

May his soul and the souls

of all the faithfully departed

through the mercy of god

rest in peace.

Into your hands, oh, lord,

we humbly entrust our brother,

daniel.

In this life, you embraced him

with your tender love.

Deliver him now

from every evil-

- don't take away my son,

please.

Don't take away my boy.

It should be me.

It should be me,

danny.

- Pat.

- Take me.

Take me.

Please,

give me back my little boy.

Danny.

- Come on, pat.

- It will be all right,

pat.

- Easy.

It's okay.

It's okay.

We got you.

- You okay?

- Tell you the truth,

I had a lot more fun

last time I was here.

I'm glad I got to see you

before you leave.

- I'm not going to I. A...

They gave that job

to somebody else.

- Sh*t.

Shauna, I'm sorry.

So you hook up somewhere else.

- Mm-hmm.

- All the experience you got,

all the places you've been,

no problem.

- I never been anywhere,

brian.

Never really been out

of brooklyn,

and now I'll never get out.

- It's okay.

Come on out now.

You okay?

You're not scared anymore?

- It's all right.

He got it out of his system.

Just make sure

you're both asleep

before he comes back.

You okay?

Can I...

Can I get you something?

- How's pop?

- Asleep.

- What is this?

Camp rockaway.

When your brother was a kid,

we thought it would be

a good idea

to send him to summer camp.

You know,

let him get some fresh air,

trees,

things like that.

Your father saved up for it

all year,

but danny...

Danny didn't want to go.

No way.

Took him to the bus anyhow.

I was determined.

L-oh, he cried.

He-he-he held on to me.

He-he begged me

not to make him go.

He...

He even promised he'd be good

all summer.

So I took him back home.

I don't know if I did it

for him or for me,

but I couldn't bring myself

to put him on that bus,

and to this day,

I'm sorry I didn't.

It would have been so good

for him,

would have given him a chance

to see what he could do

out there in the world.

The thing is,

he wasn't strong enough to go.

And I should have been

strong enough to make him go.

- The stones come to brooklyn.

Pretty f***ing stupid,

huh?

- Hey,

it could have happened.

- No, it couldn't.

- Think they'll ever

find whitey?

- I hope not.

He really pulled it off.

He rented all the equipment,

the whole nine yards.

Even jimmy cheeks thought

the stones were coming.

- Everybody's wondering

if you knew.

- No.

I probably should have,

but...

I always believed

everything he said.

Are you going back

to pittsburgh tomorrow?

- Yeah,

classes start next week, so...

- Yeah.

How long you think it will take

to get there?

You all right?

- They even have travel agents

in pittsburgh?

- I wouldn't worry.

I have a feeling

people in pittsburgh

really like getting out

of pittsburgh

every once and a while.

- We've got a stop to make.

- Been a long time

since I've seen you around here.

- I just came by to tell you

I'm leaving.

- Yeah,

your mother told me.

Going to school

to draw pictures.

- Gonna try.

- Any good at it?

- Looks that way.

- Make a living with it?

- I don't know.

- You, uh,

need any money or anything?

- No,

I just came to say good-bye.

- Well...

I guess you said it.

Brian.

- That's for my brother.

- # oh I got into a fistfight #

# on my first day of school #

# oh I came home

with a fat lip #

# and a blackened eye to boot #

# oh it seems

the local bullyboy #

# well he didn't like me much #

# when he knocked me down

I got right up #

# oh what else could I do #

# oh I came home to my old man,

told me what I had to do #

# 'cause tomorrow

that same bullyboy #

# be waitin' there for you #

# oh there's good

and there's bad #

# in this world

that we live in #

# I'm tellin' ya son #

# I'm tellin' ya son #

# oh believe what you feel

not what you heard #

# I'm tellin' ya son #

# I'm tellin' ya son #

- # I met a girl at 16 #

# and she broke my heart

in two #

# oh I learned to drink at 17,

had my first woman too #

# oh the times

they were a-changin' #

# and my old town I outgrew #

# had to see the world

and live my own life #

# so many things I had to do #

# well I quit my job

at the cannery #

# and saved a buck or two #

# oh I knew I'd miss

old mom and dad #

# well it's what I had to do #

# oh there's good

and there's bad #

# in this world

that we live in #

# I'm tellin' ya son #

# I'm tellin' ya son #

- # oh believe what you feel

not what you heard #

# I'm tellin' ya son #

# I'm tellin' ya son #

# oh I left home

where I was staying #

# and I didn't get a hug

and we said good-bye #

# oh take care he said,

you'll do all right #

# forget what I told you #

# I'm tellin' ya son #

# oh pop was right that night #

# could've been

all round the world #

# sometimes I think

about my hometown #

# people I left behind #

# oh maybe someday

I'll settle down #

# and meet

a lovely little girl #

# until then,

I'll go wanderin' #

# it's the life I choose #

# I carry in my heart

the words he said #

# it seems like yesterday #

# my pops been gone now

a couple years #

# still remember what he said #

# oh there's good

and there's bad #

# in this world we live in #

# I'm tellin' ya son #

# I'm tellin' ya son #

- # oh believe what you feel

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