Zoot Suit Page #6

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What about george and...

and your family...

And all the people in the barrio who've given

their time and money in the last few months?

You can't just quit.

Oh, no?

Just watch me.

Henry, if you felt this way before,

why didn't you tell me?

Well, why didn't you ask me?

But you've seen me

coming and going.

I've been writing to you,

speaking for you,

traveling up and down

the state.

Nothing has come before my

attachment and my involvement...

And my passion

for this case.

My boys have been everything to me.

"My boys"?

"My boys," alice?

What the hell are we,

your personal property?

Well, let me

set you straight, lady.

I ain't your boy,

sabes?

You know I never

meant it like that.

You're just a white broad using

mexicans to play politics.

Congratulations, henry.

That's the worst thing that

anyone has ever said to me.

Why don't you go help

the colored people?

Why don't you

go to hell?

You know,

you really oughta try...

Working at the sleepy lagoon

defense office for a few months.

All the petty arguments and the

haggling and the lack of cooperation.

"You're too sentimental and

emotional about this, alice."

"You're too coldhearted,

alice."

"Alice, you're collecting money and handing it

to the lawyers while the families are hungry?"

"Alice, they say

you can't be trusted...

"'Cause you're a communist...

'cause you're a jew, alice."

Okay. That's the way

they feel about me?

The hell with them.

I hate them too.

I hate their language,

I hate their enchiladas,

and I hate

their goddamn mariachi music!

You all right, Miss?

Yes. I'm fine.

Oh. Oh.

You got a lot of guts.

No one's ever talked to me

like that before.

Yeah, well, you gotta watch out

for us white broads,ese.

I take it back.

All right?

I said a few things too.

I don't really hate enchiladas.

It'shuevos rancheros

I can't stand.

Mmm,pues.

How abouthuevospachucos?

So,

What do we do now?

You tell me.

Can we go on

with the appeal?

Okay.

Good.

And now I...

I was wondering if...

You would do something

very special for me.

Write an article.

No. I'm serious.

I'll get it published.

Article?pues,who told you

you could write,ese?

Chale.the guys would

razz me silly.

I can't write.

Puro pedo.

I've seen the letters you write

to your family. Come on, hank.

What do you say?

Where's the old pachuco spirit?

Right here,

and I saypuro pedo.

Look, can't we just start

by writing each other?

I mean, in private.

Of course.

That's a... that's a wonderful idea.

Then it's a deal?

Deal. I think that we're going

to be very good friends.

You think so?

I know so.

Time, miss.

Gotta go, boys.

Say hello to berti for me, will you, grandma?

And my wife elena.

and give my love to lupe, eh?

time!

I gotta go.

We'll see you, grandma.

I love you. Tough luck.

She loves me.

Chale, ese. She loves me,ese.

She told me.

Oh, come on.

Pendejo.

Pinche puto.

So you got yourself

a pen pal, huh?

Don't lean on me,ese.

You're going

stir-crazy,carnal.

Why don't you just let manuela

stroke you and get it over with?

Este vato.

Thatruca'snever gonna

see you as a man anyway.

You know what

they say,carnal.

"A latin lover's nothing

but a f***ing mexican."

O"rale.

Give me a break,vato.

One break coming up.

Rec time.

Keep Your Eyes On The Ball

Get Your Back

Against the wall

Let The Rhythm Of Each Stroke

Become your pleasure

Ahhh.

Use Your Mind

Concentrate You must win

this bout with fate

Or Become A Prisoner

Of its hold forever

- Handball

- Handball

Handball

Handball

Watch The Way It Comes

Reflecting off the wall

Handball

Handball

Oh, It's How You Play The Game

That shapes your life

Trucha.

Now You've Got Time

On your hands

So Rise Up And Be A Man

And Define The Game According

to your rules Ooh, Ooh, Ooh

So Just Get Hep

Get in step

Oh, The Pace Is Yours To Set

And You Alone Control

The tempo of the rhythm

Handball

Handball

Watch The Way It Comes

Reflecting off the wall

Handball

Handball

Oh, It's How You Play The Game

That shapes your life

Reyna.

Your, uh,

jewish broad's here again.

Hi, licha.

Hello, henry.

I went to ventura.

I've seen della.

Aren't you gonna ask me

how she is?

Yeah. How is she?

She looks fine.

She's, uh...

she's very strong.

So?

I hate it when you

do that to me.

Half the time I don't

know who I'm talking to.

Why didn't you answer

my letters, alice?

Nobody ever wrote me

love letters before.

I'll keep them, henry,

but I can't answer them. I can't.

I can't be your mother or

your sister or yourhuisa...

Or your white broad.

Nobody's asking you

to be a white broad.

I don't know who

to be for you.

T sabes, hank?

No.

I am alice bloomfield.

I'm a person, just like you.

I... we...

when... when we win

this appeal...

You get to go home,

and I get to go on

to the next fight.

That's who I am.

And if I lose sight

of that,

then I don't know

what I'm doing here.

Thanks a lot, Miss bloomfield.

If you walk out on me this time,

I won't stop you.

Ah te guacho.

Bye, hank.

Licha, huh?

I'qu gacho, ese!

Therucareally

put it to you.

Sabes qu, ese?

Ya cllate el hocico.

You know what

your problem is, hank?

You can't stand yourself,

and you can't stand me telling you.

Shut up,ese.

San quilmas was made for

self-victimizing suckers like you, hank.

Underneath that big, tough

bullshit exterior you put on...

Is a little snot-nosed mexican kid,

shut up.

Begging for the gringos' attention.

Shut up.

You've turned yourself

into a target,ese,

a willing victim of thepinche racists,

and they threw your ass in prison for life.

Shut up!

all right.

New work assignments.

Everybody, report to the jute mill.

Let's go!

What's the matter with you, reyna?

Got lead in your pants?

I said let's go.

We're supposed to work in the mess hall.

You've got a new assignment.

Since when?

Since now. Get going!

Hey, come on.

Yeah. Be cool,ese.

Does the warden know about this?

What the hell do you care?

You think you're

something special?

Come on. Move it, greaseball.

Make me, you white paddy bastard.

Back. Back off. Back off.

Don't be stupid.

All right, reyna.

You got solitary.

I'd say about 90 days.

Where in the hell

you been,ese?

Solitary.

They gave me solitary.

Only this reality

is real now, hank.

Only this place is real.

Sitting in the lonely cell

of your will.

Guacha.

Each second is a raw drop

of blood from your brain...

That you must swallow,

drop by drop.

And don't even

start counting,ese,

or you'll lose

your mind.

Where am I,ese?

What am I doing here?

You're here to learn

to live with yourself, hank.

You're a marijuana dreamer, floating in an

endless night of unfulfilled fantasies,

and there is no time.

I'm henry reyna,ese.

Hank reyna!

A dream,carnal.

Just a dream.

My family.

I gotta think

about my family.

Mi hijo.

mi hijo.

Mis jefitos.

Mycarnalillo.

My sis.

Forget them.

Forget them all. Forget your family

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