Zoot Suit
- R
- Year:
- 1981
- 103 min
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Here are the keys,ese.
Take it easy now. Yes, sir.
I'o"rale!hey!
Take it easy,guey.
I'baboso!
Put On A Zoot Suit
Makes You Feel Real Root
Look Like A Diamond
Sparkling, Shinin'
Ready For Dancin '
Ready For The Boogie Tonight
All The Hepcats Up In Harlem
Wear that drape shape
Como Los Pachucones
Down in LA.
Wherehuisasin Their
Pompadours look real keen
On The Dance Floor Of the
ballrooms donde bailanswing
You Better Get Hep Tonight
And put on a zoot suit
Hey, baby doll.
Hey, pretty. What's shakin'?
Hey, man,
you call that dancing?
- Downey!i'rifa!
- I'toma!
It's not your night.
Rafas!
Trucha, Ese Loco
Vamos Al Borlo
Wear Thatcarlango
Tramos Y Tando
Dance With Yourhuisa
Dance To The Boogie Tonight
'Cause The Zoot Suit
Is the craze in California
Tambin En Colorado
Y Arizona
They're Wearing
Thattacuche en el paso
Y En Todos Los Salones
De Chicago
You Better Get Hep Tonight
And Put On A Zoot Suit
Ladies and gentlemen,
themonoyou're about to see is a
construct of fact and fantasy.
But relax,
weigh the facts...
And enjoy the pretense.
Our pachuco realities will only make
sense if you grasp their stylization.
It was the secret fantasy
of everyvato...
Living in or out
of thepachucada...
To put on the zoot suit...
And play the myth.
Ms chucote que la chingada.
I'pues, rale!
Ese?
Extra! Extra!
Ese?
Qu pues, nuez?
What the hell's going on,ese?
The city's cracking down
on pachucos,carnal.
Don't you read
the newspapers?
"Death awakens
sleepy lagoon."
extra! The cops ain't got nothing on me,
and you know it.
You're henry reyna,carnal.
Hankreyna.
The zoot-suiter.
The bitter young pachuco
gang leader from 38th street.
That's what they got
on you,ese.
They can't do this
to me,ese.
They can't lock me up!
Calmantes montes. Chicas patas.
Haven't I taught you
to survive?
It's all
a marijuana dream,loco.
And I was supposed to
report to the navy tomorrow.
Muypopeye
the sailor man, huh?
You just couldn't stand
to see me go, could you?
They were gonna cut off
your DA.,carnal...
give you those tight putopants,
make your ass look like an apricot.
So what business is it
of yours? It's my ass.
Muypatriotic, huh?
The japs have sewed up
the pacific.
Rommel's kicking ass
in egypt.
But the mayor of LA. Has declared an
all-out war on chicanos. On you.te curas?
Look,ese,
I don't wanna hear that.
And as soon as uncle sam finds out
you're in jail again, pues, ya estuvo.
Unfit for military duty
because of your record.
Forget the war
overseas,carnal.
Your war is
on the home front.
City of the angels.
Monday, august 2, 1942.
El pueblo de nuestra seora la reina de
los a ngeles de porcincula, pendejo.
Press release.
Los Angeles police department.
A huge showup of nearly
300 boys and girls,
rounded up last night by police
and sheriff's deputies,
will be held tonight, 8:00,
central jail, first and hill street.
Victims of assaults,
rape, robbery,
purse snatching
and similar crimes...
Are asked to be present for the
identification of suspects.
I don't believe you really
want to be in the navy, hank.
Pachuco sh*t's hitting the wartime fan.
You go around dressed like a target.
I was born a target.
O"rale.
Right here in LA.
Simn.
What's the phony charges this time?
Why, you jackass...
can it, smitty.
Don't tell 'em sh*t, ese.
We know all about the gang fight
saturday night out at the sleepy lagoon.
I don't know what you're talking about.
You don't know?
What's this from?
What's that from?
Playing parcheesi?
We've got witnesses, hank.
You and your pachucos drove into that
williams ranch like pancho villa,
and you left a corpse behind...
a kid named joe sanchez.
I know 50 guys by that name.
How about henry reyna?
They a dime a dozen too? Nel, ese.
There's only one. This one.
Then you must be
the one we want.
Anchors aweigh,ese.
Good-bye, navy.
Start talkin', hank.
The lieutenant's over there, smart-ass.
Screw you, flatfoot.
Why, you...
te vamos a chingar, cabrn.
Hang tough,ese.
You don't deserve it,
but you're gonna get it anyway.
Ah, forget it.
He's out cold.
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Get up and escape, henry.
Leave reality behind.
Con tus buenas garras
muy chambelin.
Escape through
the barrio streets of your mind.
Through a neighborhood
of memories,
all chuckhole-lined.
And the love...
And the pain...
As fine as wine.
It's a lifetime ago,
last saturday night,
before the sleepy lagoon
and the big, bad fight.
Tu mam, carnal.
I'vieja!
Ah?
I'm home.
Ah, just in time.
Supper's ready.
Ah.
Where's the boys?
Inside.
Hmm.
Sam, Sam,
For goodness' sake
Go Out And Get Yourself Some clothes
that rate Some Clothes That Rate
Go Shopping Now So you
can meet your sunday gal
I'll Do It
I'll do it today
Henry! Rudy!vengan a cenar.
And This Is What I'll Say
I Want A Zoot Suit
With the reet pleat
With The Drape Shape
And the stuff cuff
To Look Sharp Enough
To see my sunday gal
Henry.
Yeah,am.
Come and eat.ay.
I thought you weren't gonna
wear that thing anymore.
Oh,am,just
this one last time.
It's my farewell dance.
Hmm. I don't know what you see en
estas cochinadas de"suit zoots."
drapes,am.
We call 'em drapes.
Ah,s,drapes, huh?
Zoot suit,esta.
Muyfunny,verdad?
What are the police calling them?
They're arresting boys right off the streets.
I'chale!
Only the worst-dressed.
To Look Sharp Enough To
see my sunday gal What?
Dolores!
I'la cena pues!
I don't know.
I have a terrible feeling that
something bad is going to happen.
Say,carnal.
Hmm.
It's all right,ese.
We can handle it.
I Want A Very Scat Hat
With a trim a-brim a-baby
Just To See My Sunday Sam
O"rale, jefita.
Una de lamina con unos
de cemento de volada.
O"rale.
I'deje ah!
It's just
a good taco,am.
I'oye! I'oye!
What are you doing with my coat?
Mytacuche, ap.
Chicano style. Chicano?
I'me lleva la chingada!
Ay, viejo.
Hijo,don't go out
like that, eh?
Por favor.
You look like
an idiot,pendejo!
Ay, enrique.
Rudy, sit down.
Chicano.
Haven't I told you not to use that word?
It means
you're trash.
You'remexicanos.
I'mexicanos!
You about ready to go, rudy?
Where's thecarnala?
Putting up her pompadour,
like always.
Come on, sis! Step on it!
We still gotta pick up della!
I'm coming.
Della?
Mycompadre'sdaughter?
What happened to
what's-her-name?
Mmm,pueswhich one?
Ooh, you mean
labertha.
That's the one!
The one with the tattoo. I'ay, seor!
Henry, sit down,mi hijo.
Oh, I'm not very hungry,
jefita.
Look, here's my share
for this week'srefn,eh?
Ay, no, hijo.
No, go ahead.
I got my last paycheck
at the shoe repair today.
Bendito sea dios. I still can't
believe you're going off to war.
I almost wish you were
going back to jail.
Qu caray, mujer. The muchacho
is finally doing something right.
Ah.
I should know!
I'chihuahua!when I was in
the mexican revolution, I...
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