Youngblood Page #6

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I GUESS YOU HEARD

ABOUT BUMMIE.

YEAH.

I'M JUST LAYIN' DEAD,

STAYIN' WITH MY BROTHER,

YOU KNOW,

IN BALDWIN HILLS.

-MICHAEL.

-HUH?

I'M GLAD IT WASN'T YOU.

YEAH.

WELL, I GOTTA GO.

WHERE YOU GOIN'?

I TOLD YOU.

OH, YEAH.

UM... WELL, UH...

CAN I CALL YOU?

YOU KNOW, WHEN YOU'RE

FEELING BETTER.

SURE.

WHEN I'M FEELING BETTER.

HEY, I-I'LL BE

WAITIN' ON YOU.

LOOK AT THIS PLACE, MAN!

MAN, WHAT PLACE?

YEAH, LIKE THEY SAY--

FROM DUST TO DUST.

THIS IS MY:

BEDROOM RIGHT HERE--

WAS:

MY BEDROOM.

YEAH?

YEAH.

IT'S KIND OF DUSTY TOO.

YOU GOT THAT RIGHT.

IT WAS:

ALWAYS:

DUSTY.

OKAY, WHAT'S SO FUNNY?

I SEE YOU LAUGHING.

WHAT'S SO FUNNY?

I WAS JUST THINKING

ABOUT HOW SUPER DUDE

MUST HAVE LOOKED

WHEN THEY DUG HIM UP

IN THE JUNKYARD!

AND THE SKUNK HAD

THE NERVE TO LIVE

TO TELL ABOUT IT!

DAMN!

HOW COME YOU:

DIDN'T DO IT?

-DO WHAT?

-KILL HIM.

WASN'T NECESSARY.

LOOK, MAN,

YOU JUST DON' SHOOT A GUY.

I MEAN, KILLING

JUST AIN'T THAT EASY.

NOT COLD LIKE THAT.

MICHAEL...

ANY CHUMP CAN:

SHOOT A MAN DOWN,

BUT IT TAKES A REAL MAN

TO GET TO:

ANOTHER MAN'S HEART.

THE BULLETS IN THE GUN--

THE BULLET WAS A BLANK.

THEY KILLED BUMMIE.

I AIN'T HARDLY FORGOT.

WE'RE GOING FOR

THE MAIN DUDE TOMORROW.

COME ON.

( engine starts )

HERE YOU GO, SERGEANT.

NOT BAD.

IT'S NOT BAD.

I'M GONNA RECOMMEND YOU

FOR A PROMOTION.

IT'S NICE.

IT'S NICE.

GOING ON PARADE:

OR SOMETHING?

NAH.

I'M JUST SHOWING OU FOR THE FELLOWS.

WHICH MEANS YOU'RE

NOT GOING TO WORK.

JOAN, BABY,

GET OFF MY CASE, BABY.

SURE.

'NIGHT, ROMMEL.

JOAN.

JOAN.

JOAN.

JUST LOOK.

I CAN' PUNK OU ON THOSE GUYS TOMORROW.

I CAN'T.

IT'S ALL RIGHT FOR YOU

TO PUNK OUT ON ME.

WHAT YOU MEAN BY THAT?

W-WHAT DO YOU MEAN

BY THAT, HUH?

YOU CALL HUMPIN' IN THE CAB

ALL DAY "PUNKING"?

I'M SUPPORTING YOU,

AIN'T I?

BARELY.

WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT?

MORE. THAT'S ALL.

MORE.

LISTEN, BABY,

IT AIN'T NEVER BEEN

ABOUT MONEY BETWEEN US,

'CAUSE WE AIN'T NEVER

HAD NONE.

EVERY CENT YOU BRING

IN THE HOUSE IS A BLESSING.

BUT I... NEED...

MORE OF YOU.

I COULD GET MORE

IF YOU COULD GIVE LESS

TO THAT GANG OF YOURS.

LISTEN. JOAN, LISTEN.

LISTEN, THIS IS

THE LAST TIME OUT FOR ME.

I MEAN IT. I TALKED I OVER WITH CHAKA,

AND HE'S TAKIN' OVER.

I AIN'T JOKIN'

A POUND, BABY.

AFTER TOMORROW, IT'S QUITS.

NOW, I LOVE YOU.

I LOVE YOU.

BUT I CAN'T LET THEM

DOWN TOMORROW.

ARE YOU FEELING OKAY?

( inaudible )

( gunshot )

PULL!

( gunshot )

HEY, MAN,

YOU'RE PRETTY GOOD!

JUST GOTTA DEVELOP

A FEEL FOR 'EM.

OF COURSE, THIS

LITTLE BABY HERE HELPS.

-NICE SHOT.

-HEY, THANKS.

YOU OUGHT TO JOIN

THE TURKEY SHOOT.

TURKEY SHOOT?

YOU HAVIN' A TURKEY SHOOT?

WHEN?

THIS SATURDAY AT NOON.

IS THIS A BROWNING?

NO, THIS HERE'S A NEW

WINCHESTER MODEL 101.

SEE? RECOIL C*CKS

THE SECOND BARREL.

RIGHT HERE YOU GE ALL THIS SATIN CHROME.

RIGHT DOWN HERE--

IT'S GOOD HANDLING.

-WANNA TRY IT?

-YOU BET I DO!

WHERE DO I SIGN UP

FOR THAT TURKEY SHOOT?

-GO ASK FOR MR. CORELLI.

-CORELLI.

-RIGHT.

-MR. CORELLI.

-CORELLI.

-YEAH, I GOT YOU.

-YOU ENJOY YOURSELF.

-GEE, THANKS.

OKAY.

PULL!

( gunshots )

AND YOUR NAME?

JOE.

JOE.

AND YOUR LAST NAME, JOE?

BLOW.

IS THIS SOME KIND

OF A JOKE?

IF YOU NOTICE,

I AIN'T LAUGHIN'.

WHERE'S THE DOPE?

LOOK, IF YOU GUYS

WANT A COUPLE OF BAGS,

I'LL GIVE--

( c*cks pistol )

IT'S IN THE BRIEFCASE.

CHECK IT OUT.

YOU BOYS ARE:

COMMITTING SUICIDE.

WHERE'S THE MONEY?

WHERE'S THE MONEY?

IN THE SAFE.

BLOOD.

FILL THE BAG.

YEAH.

( gunshot )

( click )

BACK OFF!

BACK OFF!

BACK UP!

YOU ALL RIGHT, MAN?

I'M OKAY.

LET'S GO. COME ON.

OKAY.

ARTIE! ARTIE!

GET 'EM, ARTIE!

( gunshot )

-( c*cks shotgun )

-DROP IT!

DROP IT!

DROP IT!

DROP IT!

LET'S GET 'EM!

GET 'EM, DAMN IT,

GET 'EM!

( gunshots )

Man:
COME BACK!

GIMME YOUR PIECE!

YOU FOLLOW 'EM,

WE'LL CUT 'EM OFF!

THESE PUNKS CAME INTO

MY OFFICE AND RIPPED ME OFF.

-TWO OF THEM.

-WHO WERE THEY?

I DON'T KNOW

WHO THEY WERE!

THEY CAME IN, AND THEY

DID A NUMBER ON ME.

I'M SIGNING THE GUY UP,

AND HE PULLS A GUN ON ME.

THEY WERE PRETTY OLD

THEN, HUH?

NO, THEY

WEREN'T PRETTY OLD,

THEY WERE YOUNG.

HERE! COME ON, COME ON!

( gunshot )

CHAKA!

COME ON, COME ON,

COME ON, MAN!

THERE'S NOTHING

WE CAN DO ABOUT IT!

COME ON!

( gunshot )

( gunshot )

( gunshot )

( gunshot )

( gunshot )

IF THEY WEN ACROSS THE PLACE,

THEY'RE IN HERE SOMEWHERE.

YOU COULD PROBABLY RUN

INTO THAT AREA THERE.

COME ON.

COME ON.

COME ON!

MAN, THAT'S MY BROTHER, MAN!

COME ON! COME ON!

LISTEN, I SAW SOME MOVEMENT.

GO AROUND THE SIDE.

YEAH.

Rommel:
BLOOD.

( groans )

I'M GOING BACK OUT.

NO, NO.

DON'T BE STUPID, MAN.

IF I COULD JUS GET TO REGGIE.

HEY, MAN...

THEY GOING TO KILL YOU.

HE'S MY BROTHER.

( bottle clatters )

REGGIE! REGGIE!

JUNIOR! THE HELL

ARE YOU DOING HERE?!

-YOU GOTTA HELP ME, MAN!

-NO!

( gunshot )

( gunshot )

REGGIE!

REGGIE!

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:

OOH:

GOT TO GO TO WAR

TO EVEN UP THE SCORE

TIME TO MAKE A STAND

AND JAM THE PUSHER MAN

AAAHHH:

YOUNGBLOOD:

UNH:

AAAHHH:

YOUNGBLOOD:

LIVIN' IN THE STREET

NO ONE'S GONNA BEAT YA

YOU'LL NEVER

BE THE SAME:

'CAUSE NOW THEY KNOW

YOUR NAME:

WHOO, YEAH

AAAHHH:

YOUNGBLOOD:

YOUNGBLOOD:

AAAHHH:

YOUNG BLOOD:

AAAHHH:

YOUNGBLOOD:

YEAH:

AAAHHH:

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