Youngblood Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1978
- 90 min
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WHAT IS THIS, BOY?
STICK UP. STICK UP.
SUCKERS.
DO YOU, CHUMP?
DEATH TO YOU,
AND YOU, AND YOU.
WHAT GOES AROUND
COMES AROUND.
( metallic ring )
WHAT'S THE DEAL, BROTHERS?
COME ON, IT AIN' ABOUT ALL THIS, IS IT?
COME ON, MAN.
UNITY, EH?
COME ON, BROTHERS,
WHAT'S THE DEAL?
IT AIN'T RIGHT.
LET'S TRY A LITTLE
UNITY, MAN.
HEY, MAN, ALL I'M TRYING
BROTHER.
WHAT'S WRONG--?
GET OUT--!
LOOK, MAN, LOOK,
CHUMP. I'M DEATH
TO YOU, BOY.
I SEE. I'LL REMEMBER
EVERYBODY.
Rommel:
TAKETHEM CLOTHES OFF!
( indistinct shouting )
COME ON, LET'S MOVE IT!
COME ON, COME ON, LET'S GO!
I'M TALKING ABOU STREET KIDS, REGGIE.
OUR MESSENGERS RIGH INTO THE SEWER.
THERE'S A LOT OF
GANGS OUT THERE.
IT'S COOL.
WE'VE GOT SOME
PROFESSIONAL PROBLEM-
-THEY'RE GONNA SOLVE
THE PROBLEM.
-HOW?
THEY'RE GOING
TO ELIMINATE IT.
HELLO, MOMMA?
YEAH, YEAH,
GOOD.
FOR A WHILE, OKAY?
YEAH, I KNOW, MOMMA,
BUT TRY.
OKAY.
OH, MERCY, REGGIE!
SUCH A BIG HOUSE?
COME ON IN, MOMMA.
YOU AIN'T SEEN NOTHIN' YET.
AIN'T YOU COMIN'?
NO.
HEY, NOW, LOOK,
IT'S, UH...
GETTING THIS HOUSE
'CAUSE I AIN'T GONNA
LIVE IN IT.
THAT AIN'T NONE OF
YOUR BUSINESS, REGGIE.
NOW, LISTEN, CHUMP,
WHY DON'T YOU JUS KICK MY ASS, MAN?
HEY, MAN...
NOW, WE ALWAYS
BEEN TIGHT, RIGHT?
BUT YOU AIN'T TALKIN'
TO MOMMA NOW.
A'IGHT, REGGIE.
WITH MY PARTNERS.
FOR BREAD?
-ROMMEL'S WORK.
I DON'T GIVE A DAMN
'BOUT NO ROMMEL! I WAN TO KNOW
YOUR:
HUSTLE!
YOU DON'T BELIEVE NOTHIN'!
YOU KNOW ANYTHING
ABOUT THE STREETS? HMM?
DO YOU:
REALLY:
KNOW:
HUH?
LOOK, I AIN'T SCARED,
REGGIE, ALL RIGHT?
I AIN'T HARDLY SCARED.
HEY, HEY. DIG.
I BEEN PEEKIN'
TWO WEEKS, YOU KNOW?
HEY, WHAT'S HAPPENIN',
BROTHER?
-WHERE MY MONEY?
-I AIN'T GOT IT, MAN.
Man #2:
NO.NOW, WATCH HIM
NOW, WATCH HIM.
LADIES OF THE NIGH IN FRONT OF THE CHINESE
FOOD STORE, DIG?
WHAT'S HAPPENING,
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
Woman:
HEY, BABY,WHAT IT IS?
YEAH, YOU LOOKIN' GOOD.
WHERE MY MONEY?
AHH...
YOU JUST-- YOU BETTER
GET MY MONEY, UNDERSTAND?
NEXT TIME.
NOW, WATCH, WATCH.
AND SOME DOUGH.
CHECK IT.
ALL RIGHT.
Y'ALL ALL RIGHT?
NOW, CAPTAIN MARVEL
WHILE SUPER DUDE
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
HOW YOU?
ALL RIGHT, BABY.
FIVE MINUTES.
OKAY, EVERYBODY OUT,
QUICK.
COME ON, LET'S GO.
MICHAEL! MICHAEL!
HEY, KINGSMAN.
BIG-TIME SKEETER-JEETER.
YOU KNOW...
WHAT GOES AROUND
COMES AROUND.
( gunshot )
HOW YOU DOIN', MAN?
I'M ALL RIGHT.
-47th AND CRENSHAW.
-47th AND CRENSHAW.
OKAY, MAN. THIS THING
OKAY. 47th AND...
WHO YOU SAY?
CRENSHAW.
CRENSHAW. OKAY,
YEAH, MAN,
HOW YOU DOIN', MAN?
ALL RIGHT.
OH, YEAH, MAN,
IT'S A NICE NIGHT.
SAY, BROTHER, WHY'D YOU
ALL THE TRAFFIC:
DOWN THERE, MAN?
IN THE CAR.
IN A BETTER ROUTE.
ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.
SO, WHAT, ARE YOU
A BUSINESSMAN?
YEAH, THAT'S MY BUSINESS.
BUSINESSMAN.
YEAH. THAT'S A NICE
BUSINESS, YOU KNOW?
HEY, MAN, YOU SURE
THE TRUTH--
I AIN'T TOO SURE.
HOLD UP, HOLD UP.
JUST-- HEY, HOLD UP.
NOW, YOU LOOK, MAN.
MR. SUPER DUDE,
MAYBE YOU THINK:
WE BULLIN',
BUT WE NOT,
YOU UNDERSTAND?
-MAN, WE BLOWIN' IT, MAN.
-WE NOT BLOWIN' NOTHIN'.
YOU AIN'T NOTHIN'
WHEN WE FINISH:
WITH YOUR ASS,
THERE WON'T BE ENOUGH
OF YOUR ASS LEF FOR YOUR MASTER
WHO HE IS!
SPEAK UP!
WHAT YOU THINK,
CHAKA?
OFF HIM.
YOUNGBLOOD...
GIMME MY PIECE.
HEY, DON'T DO THIS, MAN.
I SWEAR I CAN'T!
COME ON.
WHAT YOU DOIN'?
LOVES HIS MASTER
YOU CAN'T.
BUMMIE...
YOUNGBLOOD...
STUFF HIS MOUTH.
( muffled cry )
( click, muffled cry )
( c*cks pistol )
( click )
( muffled cry )
( click )
Y'ALL CRAZY, MAN!
Y'ALL CRAZY!
SPEAK UP.
FRIDAYS.
ON FRIDAY.
WHERE?
WESTSIDE RIFLE CLUB.
-HMM?
-MANAGER'S OFFICE.
( gunshot )
BUMMIE! BUMMIE!
( swallows hard )
BUMMIE'S DEAD, MAN!
BUMMIE'S DEAD!
EVERYBODY.
COME ON, COME ON!
HEY, MAN! HEY!
HEY, KID, DON' BOTHER ME, MAN!
Super Dude:
WHAT'SWRONG WITH YOU, HUH?
TAKE IT EASY.
THERE AIN'T NOTHIN'
ALL RIGHT?
YOU OKAY? YOU OKAY?
Chaka:
( whispering )YOU ALL RIGHT?
COME ON.
HOW YOU DOIN'?
OKAY, I GUESS.
I DIDN'T THINK
YOU WERE COMING.
YEAH.
YOU KNOW,
BUT I, UH...
OH, THAT'S OKAY. REALLY.
TO THE CLINIC.
OH, YEAH?
MMM-HMM.
UM... HOW THEY
TREATIN' YOU?
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