Youngblood
- R
- Year:
- 1978
- 90 min
- 511 Views
1
Male Vocalist:
LIVIN' IN THE STREETS
NO ONE'S GONNA BEAT YA
HANGIN' WITH THE GANG
THE STREE WILL BE YOUR TEACHER
OH, YEAH
UNH:
AAAHHH:
YOUNGBLOOD:
UNH:
AAAHHH:
YOUNGBLOOD:
MOMMA'S ALL UPTIGHT
YOUR BROTHER THINKS
IT AIN'T RIGHT
THEY KICKED YOU:
OUT OF SCHOOL:
WE KNOW YOU AIN' NO FOOL
OOH, YEAH
AAAHHH:
WELL:
YOUNGBLOOD:
UNH:
AAAHHH:
YOUNGBLOOD:
AAAHHH:
YOUNGBLOOD:
AAAHHH:
YOUNGBLOOD:
Minister on Television:
TRESPASS AGAINST US.
AND LEAD US NO INTO TEMPTATION...
Man:
I DON'T HEAR NOTHING.
Mrs. Gordon:
NO.
( Lord's Prayer continues
on television )
Man:
COME ON, SUGAR.
HE'S ASLEEP.
-Mrs. Gordon:
NO.-AMEN.
Announcer on Television:
AND THIS CONCLUDES
OUR BROADCAST DAY.
Mrs. Gordon:
JUNIOR?
Man:
SEE? NOTHING. COME ON.
( static hiss on television )
Mrs. Gordon:
JUNIOR?
JUNIOR?
COME ON, SON, GET UP.
YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE
FOR SCHOOL.
ABOUT LEAVING THIS TV SE ON ALL NIGHT?
NOW, IF YOU CAN'T DO
NO BETTER THAN THIS,
I'M GOING TO HAVE TO TAKE
THIS DAMN THING OUT OF HERE
AND PUT IT BACK:
IN THE LIVING ROOM.
YOU DIDN'T EAT NO DINNER
LAST NIGHT, EITHER.
TALKING TO YOU?
I WASN'T HUNGRY.
BUT THAT DON'T MAKE
NO SENSE, WASTING FOOD,
IT'LL BE RIGHT HERE
FOR YOU THIS EVENING.
NOW, HURRY UP.
GET YOURSELF READY.
GET SOMETHING IN THAT STOMACH
BEFORE YOU GET OUT OF HERE.
BY THE WAY, WHEN YOU GE OUT OF SCHOOL TODAY,
YOU COME STRAIGHT HOME,
YOU HEAR ME?
GOT SOME ERRANDS
MAYBE YOU CAN GE YOUR COMPANY TO HELP.
WHAT COMPANY?
I DON'T KNOW.
Male Vocalist:
WAKE UP IN THE MORNING
WITH THE DUDE:
IN YOUR HEART:
GROOVIN' TO THE MUSIC
IS THE ONLY WAY TO START
ALL DAY LONG:
YOU'RE GONNA SING
A PRETTY SONG:
MAKING PEOPLE HAPPY
FEELS SO GOOD,
FEELS SO GOOD:
FEELS SO GOOD,
FEELS SO GOOD:
SO GOOD, SO GOOD,
SO GOOD, SO GOOD
FEELS SO GOOD,
FEELS SO GOOD:
SING A HAPPY SONG
MAKES YOU FEEL SO GOOD
SING A HAPPY SONG
TURN THE WORLD ON TOO
SING A HAPPY SONG
MAKES YOU FEEL SO GOOD
SING A HAPPY SONG
WALKIN' DOWN THE STREET
MOVIN' TO THE BEAT
SMILE:
AND SAY GOOD MORNING
TO THE PEOPLE:
THAT YOU MEET:
WORKING CAN BE FUN
AND YOU'LL
GET THE JOB DONE
IF YOU SING:
A HAPPY SONG:
THE DAY WON'T FEEL
SO LONG:
FEELS SO GOOD,
FEELS SO GOOD:
FEELS SO GOOD,
FEELS SO GOOD:
( onlookers cheer )
HEY, BLOOD!
OVER HERE, BLOOD!
HEY, WHAT'S HAPPENING,
BUMMIE?
HEY, YOU GOT IT, MAN.
WHAT'S THE DEAL?
NOT MUCH.
WHAT'S BEEN HAPPENING?
COME HERE. I WANT YOU
BUT BE COOL.
-I'M COOL.
-ALL RIGHT.
THAT BAD, MAN?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
WITH THIS?
OH, MAN, WHAT IS YOU,
SCARED?
-HOLD THAT.
HOLD THAT LIKE THAT.
-NAW.
I'M GONNA HOOK IT UP.
I FOUND THAT, MAN.
YOU FOUND IT? SURE.
MAN, AT MY GRANDMOTHER'S.
HEY, YOU GUYS!
PUT IT UP.
( nervous chatter )
( clears throat )
DON'T YOU GUYS
HAVE AN ACTIVITY?
-YEAH.
-WHAT?
WE THINKIN' 'BOUT IT.
THE PERIOD'S
ALMOST OVER.
WE:
STILL:
THINKING:
ABOUT IT.
YOU CAN'T BE THINKING
ABOUT IT TOO HARD.
LOOK AT YOU-- YOU'RE NO EVEN PROPERLY DRESSED FOR P.E.
WELL, MY MOMMA
WASHING MY SHORTS.
I GOT MY SNEAKERS ON.
AND I BET YOU GO SOMETHING IN YOUR HAT TOO.
COME... COME HERE!
COME BACK HERE!
BULL!
YOU KNOW, YOU GUYS
THE LORD KNOWS:
I'M DOING THE BES I CAN WITH MY CHILD.
AND IT AIN'T EASY
ALL BY YOURSELF.
HE AIN'T GOT NO DADDY
OR NOTHIN'.
AND JUNIOR JUST...
HE AIN'T BEEN THE SAME
SINCE REGGIE--
THAT'S MY OLDEST BOY--
HE LEFT HOME.
OF COURSE, NOW,
REGGIE'S GROWN,
BUT JUNIOR AIN'T GROWN.
AND I NEVER DID HAVE
AND LORD KNOWS:
I DON'T WANT NO TROUBLE
WITH JUNIOR EITHER.
I CAN SYMPATHIZE WITH YOU,
MRS. GORDON.
I'M A WORKING MOTHER ALSO...
BUT MICHAEL'S OFFENSE
IS A VERY SERIOUS ONE.
TO JAIL OR ANYTHING, ARE YOU?
NO, MRS. GORDON.
BUT I AM RECOMMENDING
A SOCIAL WORKER:
THAT MICHAEL WILL
HAVE TO SEE REGULARLY.
IN THE MEANTIME,
HE'LL BE SUSPENDED
FROM ALL HIS CLASSES
UNTIL I GE THE SOCIAL WORKER'S REPORT.
I THANK YOU,
AND GOD BLESS YOU.
THIS GENTLEMAN RIGHT AWAY.
COME ON, JUNIOR.
UH,
MRS. GORDON.
WELL... WHATEVER
HAPPENED TO YOUR HUSBAND?
OH, HE PASSED ON,
LONG TIME AGO.
OH, I'M SORRY.
I WASN'T AWARE THAT--
AIN'T NOTHING TO BE
SORRY ABOUT.
HE JUST... PASSED ON.
SESSIONS ARE GETTING
A LOT BETTER.
NEXT TIME I WANT TO MEE WITH YOU AND YOUR MOTHER.
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
STILL CAN'T CRISSCROSS?
-WHO SAYS?
-COME ON, SHOW ME.
I AIN'T GOTTA
SHOW YOU NOTHIN'.
SAY, RAY.
ALL RIGHT, LISTEN,
FOR TODAY.
I WANT TO GET SOME TALKING
ACCOMPLISHED FOR A CHANGE,
FROM THE NECK DOWN
AND THE EYEBROWS UP,
ALL RIGHT?
JUST HURRY UP!
COME ON,
KEEP YOUR ELBOWS IN.
EXHALE WHEN YOU:
THROW A PUNCH.
HOW MANY TIMES:
HAVE I TOLD YOU,
DON'T HOLD YOUR BREATH.
I'M BREATHING, I'M BREATHING.
OKAY, KEEP YOUR
ELBOWS IN.
ELBOWS IN.
EVERY POUND--
PUT EVERY POUND:
BEHIND YOUR PUNCHES.
THAT'S IT.
EVERY POUND:
BEHIND YOUR PUNCHES.
STAY ON YOUR TOES.
ON YOUR TOES.
THAT'S IT. MOVE AROUND.
MORE, MORE.
THAT'S IT.
COME ON, COME ON.
COME ON...
GOOD.
EVERY POUND:
BEHIND YOUR PUNCH.
UP ON YOUR TOES.
KEEP THE ELBOWS IN.
MOVE. MOVE.
DON'T SIT STILL.
MOVE, MOVE.
THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT,
THAT'S IT.
HO. HEY, YOU'RE
LOOKING THIN,
BUT-- OOH!--
YOU'RE LOOKING STRONGER.
GOOD, GOOD. COME ON.
ON A DIET, HUH?
COME ON.
COME AROUND, COME AROUND.
THAT'S IT. COME HERE.
HOW'S YOUR MOTHER?
I'LL SHOW HER.
UNH!
HEY, YOU ALL RIGHT?
HUH? YOU OKAY?
BREATHE DEEP.
ONE... TWO...
HEY, WE'LL TALK
ABOUT YOUR FUTURE, HUH?
COME ON, DOWN.
WHAT UP, GOLDEN GLOVES?
MAN, THAT DUDE MUST HAVE
PEPPERED YOUR HEAD
PRETTY GOOD:
HEY, YOU DON'T SEE ME
GOING FOR IT, DO YOU?
BESIDES, WHAT'S
THE POINT, ANYWAY?
YOU DONE ALREADY MISSED
SO WHAT, MAN?
LOOK, WE ONLY GO TWO MORE WEEKS LEF OF SCHOOL
BEFORE WE STAR THE SUMMER VACATION,
ANYWAY.
-OH, MAN, YOU JUST A CHUMP.
-I AIN'T NO CHUMP, BUMMIE.
YEAH, YOU ARE.
YOU WENT FOR THE OKEY-DOKE.
AW, MAN, I AIN' THINKIN' 'BOUT YOU, MAN.
I'M CHECKING OUT THE DANCING.
Vocalists:
I'M HEARING
WHAT YOU'RE SAYING, GIRL
ALL NIGHT LONG:
KEEP ON SAYING:
WHAT YOU'RE SAYING, NOW
- ALL NIGHT LONG
-YOU KNOW HER?
'CAUSE WHATEVER
YOU'RE SAYING, BABY
SHO 'NUFF
DON'T BOTHER ME
OH. I GUESS SHE MAKE
YOUR NATURE RISE, HUH?
OH, MAN, YOU DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOU TALKIN' 'BOUT, MAN.
WELL, I KNOW ONE THING.
WITH HER, MAN.
SHE FROM THE WRONG SIDE
OF THE FENCE,
AND WE TRESPASSING.
HERE'S WAR
"GALAXY."
( "Galaxy" by War playing )
HEY, LOOK, MAN,
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