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[jukebox clicking]
['Lonely Room" playing]
[song continues playing]
Hey, Henry, look at this fucking kid.
Who the fuck this guy think he is?
Hey!
You can't have those colors on in here.
You hear my brother, bozo?
He told you to take that stupid fucking jacket off.
I'm gonna take that jacket off your back, wrap it around your fucking neck,
and then I'm gonna choke the shit out of you.
You hear my brother?
Can't be wearing no colors in this neighborhood.
Take that fucking jacket off.
What?
You'd have to kill me to get this jacket off.
[laughs]
This fucking kid, huh? [chuckles]
[groans]
Come at me.
Paulie, he won't stay down. Keeps getting back up.
[groans]
[Henry] You better stay down, you rotten fuck.
I'll get him to stay down.
[Henry] Is this your fucking bike, asshole?
Oh, shit. Henry!
[groans]
[person] /'ve had nothing but trouble since I met Benny.
I've seen more jails,
have been to more courts and met more lawyers.
I mean, it can't be love. It must just be stupidity.
And then they said it's for the kids, you know?
Everybody should bring their kids.
We bring the kids, and all the husbands are stoned.
The wives, you know, are bitchin' at the husbands.
I don't think it's good to bring the kids.
- Huh? - I don't think it's good to bring kids.
- Yeah. - Especially when the guys are drinkin'.
Well, Johnny says they're a family picnic. His kids were there too, you know.
Yeah, but he didn't get stoned out of his mind either.
No, but then, Dingy, last year,
I didn't know any of them people there neither, you know?
Kathy, remember once when you were telling me about when you first met the guys...
- Yeah. - ...and how you, uh...
Well, I changed. I have.
All right, talk to me about that.
Well, in a year, I mean, last year-- What, from the beginning?
- [laughs] - Last year, my girlfriend called me up,
and she asked me to come down to Grand and Division.
She needed some money. And she said it was a bar.
And she said that the guys were having a meeting there.
Well, I didn't know the guys or anything, so I went there,
and I never felt so out of place in all my life.
[rock music playing]
[Kathy] / walked in there, and I had white Levi's on.
I had, uh, a sweater on, you know?
And I looked, and the first guy I seen was Corky.
Hey there, beautiful.
You need a man?
All right, nice talking to you.
[Kathy] / mean, I seen them all, with earrings hanging out of their ears,
belly buttons showin', you know, like, half naked.
I mean, to me, they was, like, half naked, you know?
I mean, of course, I didn't know ‘em yet,
but there was Corky, Zipco, Cal, Wahoo, Brucie.
You know, I seen ‘em all. They're all hootin' and hollerin'.
I mean, they scared the living shit out of me.
So I sees my girlfriend, and I goes over by her,
and I sits down there, and I'm takin' everything in.
- Here. - You're the best.
- Oh, I gotta go. - You just got here.
- That's Cockroach. - What?
They call me Cockroach.
And why they call you a stupid name like that?
‘Cause I like to eat bugs, you know? Like a gag. But I do like to eat 'em.
- Bugs, you know? - Well, that's disgusting. I gotta go.
Hey, they're not that bad. Just sit here for a minute.
Hey there. [chuckles]
- You wanna come live with me? - What about me? You wanna go out?
No, thank you.
I have a date.
- A date? - At twelve o'clock. I have to get home.
You hear that, Cockroach? Cinderella's got a date.
Yeah, Cinderelli's got a date at twelve o'clock.
She's about to turn into a fucking pumpkin.
[Corky] Yeah. That's not all she's about to turn into.
[all laugh]
[indistinct chatter]
You see that? They're plannin' somethin'. Look at all of them whisperin' over there.
Oh. I'm gonna go.
[Kathy] And that's when I seen Benny,
standing over at the pool table.
Who's that good-looking guy over at the pool table?
Oh. Kathy, you don't wanna go out with him.
Why not?
He don't look like the rest of these animals.
- Because nobody wants to go out with him. - Why?
Because he cracks up on his bike.
Every time he gets up on his bike, he has an accident.
Oh. Okay.
Let me get you a pop.
[Benny] Hey.
I'm Benny.
Hello.
Well, so what are we doing here? Just, uh, shootin' the breeze?
Yeah, I guess.
Well, I gotta go home.
Oh. Okay.
You gotta go.
What is this, a Rotary buffet?
What's your name?
Kathy.
Well, Kathy, uh...
don't worry.
Don't worry about what?
Nothin'.
I'm Johnny. I'm the president of this club.
The guys, they just wanna have some fun, you know?
[laughing]
But I won't let nothing happen to you.
Oh, yeah? What's gonna happen to me?
Nothin'.
Ha, ha. Okay. Well, thanks for that.
You know, nice to meet you. Adios. I gotta go.
[Kathy] So / walk out the front door real nice, you know,
being grabbed about five times.
And when I got outside, I could see on my slacks hanajprints all over me.
You son of a...
[Kathy] So I'm standin' on the bus corner thinking, "Oh, my God," you know.
"Something's gonna happen to me yet.”
[engine starts]
[door opens]
[all laughing]
- [Cockroach] Hey, come on, Cinderelli! - Geez.
[Cockroach] Let's go for a ride!
- [clamoring, whistling] - Come on! Go for a ride!
- Don't be scared! - Cinderelli! Cinderelli!
Okay, okay.
Okay, okay, okay!
- Okay. - Yeah?
- Go for a ride. - Don't be scared, yeah?
- Think she's gonna do it? - Yeah!
[cheering]
[Corky] Take off!
We'll see you on the expressway!
So he's going through the stoplights and everything,
probably so I wouldn't jump off.
I wouldn't have jumped off anyway. I was scared shitless.
I'd never been on a motorcycle in all my life.
And finally, we get out on the expressway, and that's when it happened.
That's when I saw 'em all for the first time, like really saw 'em.
['Out in the Streets" playing]
♪ He don't hang around ♪
♪ With the gang no more ♪
♪ He don't do the wild things That he did before ♪
♪ He used to act bad ♪
♪ Used to, but he quit it ♪
♪ It makes me so sad ♪
- ♪ ‘Cause I know that he did it for me ♪ - > Can't you see ♪
♪ And I can see ♪
♪ He's still in the street ♪
♪ His heart is out in the street ♪
[song fades]
[Kathy] / mean, I have to admit it took my breath away.
[exhales]
See, Kathy? I told you you had nothin' to worry about.
The guy just wanna go out with you, that's all.
Do you want a drink?
[Kathy] But I didn't get home till nearly 4:00 in the morning.
I swore 1'd never go with them guys again. Never.
‘Cause they're just like animals, you know?
They didn't talk the same way I did. It was everything F this" and "F that.”
By the time the night was over,
I mean, my ears were ringin' from listening to ‘em all braggin".
So Benny brought me home,
and my boyfriend, he was sitting on the front porch.
All right.
Good night. Adios.
[engine rumbling]
Where the hell you been?
[grunts] I never wanna see them guys again.
They're real idiots.
[motorcycle approaching]
[engine stops]
[scoffs]
[Kathy] Benny planted himself there all night and wouldn't go home.
[train horn blows]
[indistinct chatter on radio]
This crazy...
You better go home.
If my boyfriend gets back from work and you're still sitting there,
he's gonna be pissed.
This crazy kid. You're crazy.
[vehicle approaching]
[tires screech]
[Kathy] I told him to leave, but he wouldn't leave.
[boyfriend] Well, you better go get rid of him!
[Kathy] You go get rid of him! I told him already.
- [boyfriend] This is bullshit, man. - Where are you going?
- I don't need this shit, you know! - Don't need what?
- [Kathy] What do you want me to do? - I'm done!
- Where are you going? - I'm done!
[pickup door closes]
[engine starts]
Asshole!
[people chattering]
Wanna go to a meetin'?
Five weeks later, I married him.
["My Babe" playing]
♪ My baby don't stand no cheatin' My babe ♪
♪ Well, my baby don't stand no cheatin' My babe ♪
♪ Well, my baby don't stand no cheatin' ♪
[whistle blowing]
♪ She don't stand none of that Midnight creepin' ♪
[sirens wailing]
♪ My babe, true little baby She's my babe ♪
♪ Well, my baby, I know she loves me My babe ♪
♪ Well, my baby, I know she loves me My babe ♪
♪ Well, my baby, I know she love me ♪
♪ She don't do nothin' But kiss and hug me ♪
♪ My babe, true little baby She's my babe ♪
Whoo!
[song continues playing]
[engine sputtering]
[song fades]
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
[engine stops]
[groans]
Shit.
[sirens wailing]
[chuckles]
[person] "It took several police cars and motorcycle units
from Elmwood Park, Norridge,
Harwood Heights and Saint Charles
to stop a motorcycle driver Thursday
in a wild ride that ended amongst the farmland on Highway 64."
['Get Up And Get Out" playing]
"Benjamin Cross of..." Benjamin?
Fancy.
"Benjamin Cross of Elmwood Park
was arrested and charged with 18 traffic violations,
but not before reportedly running through seven stoplights,
hitting speeds over 85 miles an hour
in two 20-mile-an-hour school zones,
and causing damage to four municipal vehicles
as a result of the pursuit.
Cross is free on a $2,500 bond
and will stand trial in Park Ridge Traffic Court on December 9th."
Hey, kid. How many stoplights did you run?
They said seven, so...
So, what?
So, I guess that's the number.
But it felt like more.
[chuckles]
[Kathy] And Johnny always loved Benny.
[interviewer] Why?
Well, ‘cause Johnny always wanted what Benny had.
- And what's that? - To not care about nothin'.
Hey!
Dingy, tell them guys to get their bikes off the grass.
Geez.
I mean, my ex in-laws live right across the street.
They see these bikes here all the time.
Hey, so, uh, tell me more about Johnny.
- Like what? - I don't know.
Like, uh, how he started the club. Do you know how he started the club?
I heard he was watchin' TV.
Johnny's not like the rest of these guys. You know, how they're all bums.
I mean, he's not a square or nothin', but Johnny's got a good job, you know.
He's had the same job as long as I've known about him.
- What was that? - Truck driver.
He's a truck driver. Yeah, short routes. Like the Midwest.
But, I mean, he's got a family.
- Right. - Yeah. Two daughters.
His wife, Betty. She's all right, you know.
I mean, a lot of these girls I can't stand to be around
because it's always, you know,
"That's my man, don't be looking at my man," you know.
But Betty, she's not like that.
What do you mean by Johnny was watching TV?
He was watchin' Marlon Brando on TV
and got the idea for the club.
I mean, that's what I heard anyway.
[children laughing]
Girls, girls.
[on TV] Somebody tell me what that means. BRMC. What does it mean?
Black Rebels Motorcycle Club.
[chuckles] /sn't that cute?
Hey, Johnny, what are you rebelling against?
What do you got?
- [characters on TV laughing] - "What do you got?"
What?
Nothin'.
[Kathy] But really how the club started was it was a racing club.
[engines rumbling]
[Kathy] / never seen Johnny race, but they say he was good.
You know, him and Jimmy Goodpaster had a racing club.
- Goodpaster? - Yeah.
You know him.
He's got that BSA shop out past Hyde Park.
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Mustache. - What?
- He's got a thin mustache. - Yeah.
Yeah, well, they had a racing club together.
I'm thinking of startin' a riding club.
Why?
I don't know. Just somethin' to do, you know.
The fuck you wanna start a ridin' club for?
All those clubs do is sit around talking about motorcycles.
That's what we do.
Yeah, we talk about 'em, and then we race 'em.
The fuck good you do to talk about ‘em if you ain't gonna race 'em?
[Kathy] So they split up and about 12 guys joined up to be Vandals.
They were the first, you know?
So that's where the guys-- I mean, the first guys at least--
that's where the first guys come from was the racing club.
[interviewer] Yeah? And who all was that?
Well, it was Wahoo and Corky, I know that.
My name is Wahoo. I ride a Harley Duo-Glide.
I'm from Chicago, Illinois.
I've been a Vandal for about five years now.
They call me Corky. I ride Wahoo's old lady.
Oh, the fuck you do, you fuck.
He doesn't.
[Kathy] And Brucie was one of ‘em. He was Johnny's right hand from the beginning.
He was an electrician.
But everyone wants to be part of somethin'.
I mean, that's what it really is.
These guys don't belong nowhere else, so they belong together, you know.
I can't explain it to my parents.
They don't understand the way I live.
Because bike riders...
Lotta people seem to think that bikes lead to somethin' negative.
That's why they think guys ride ‘em. They think it leads to somethin' obscene.
I don't know why, but, uh--
but obscenity and motorcycles travel hand in hand.
- That's what everybody thinks anyway. - Why?
I guess, uh, everybody needs somebody to pick on.
Can you think of anyone better than us?
Well, Cal from California.
[Cal] / look at a scooter, man, that's completely chopped, man,
and every part on it he either made himself, man,
- or bought special for it, you know. - [shutter clicks]
Now, you look at that dude, man, that dude's a Vandal, you see.
Let's say you take a guy
that buys a brand-new Harley-Davidson, fully equipped.
There'll-- There'll always be a motherfucker that comes along and says,
"Well, I got one exactly like yours."
‘Cause he can get it. Exactly like his.
But all choppers are different. Every one of 'em different.
No matter how much alike you build 'em. You know what I mean?
‘Cause everybody's melon's different.
[Cockroach] When I was about 15 years old,
my father brought me an Indian four-cylinder
motorcycle.
I like to be dirty.
I'll go out of my way to put filth on my clothes.
Dirt on my pants, dirt on my face, mess up my hair.
And eat bugs.
A bug isn't really bad to eat. It's all in a person's mind.
Now, if you will eat a raw beef sandwich or you will eat a rare steak,
a bug won't hurt you anymore.
And what about Zipco?
- What about Zipco? - Do you know anything about him?
- Oh, he was from Latvia. Yeah. - Right.
Do you know when he joined the club?
Zipco? I mean, I don't know. He's just always been there. [chuckles]
[interviewer, muffled] So, um, tell me more about Johnny.
What?
[Kathy] Never understood it, you know.
You got all these guys,
none of them can follow a rule to save their lives, you know.
The whole point of these guys is that they can't follow rules, you know.
You put 'em together and they get in this club,
and all of a sudden they start makin' up all these rules for everybody to follow.
- [Dingy] It's ridiculous. - I mean, it's absolutely ridiculous.
But this one time,
someone challenged Johnny for the leadership of the club.
It's one of these crazy rules
is that anybody can challenge Johnny if they really want to.
But, of course, none of 'em want to ‘cause they're all bums, you know,
and none of 'em want the responsibility.
But this one time, this guy Jack-- Big guy. I mean, real big guy.
I mean, you know, Big Jack, they call him.
- [Dingy] Fat Jack. - What?
- Wasn't it Fat Jack? - No.
He was the one out of Toledo. This guy was... Well, I don't know.
Anyway, this Big Fat Jack guy says...
Hey, I got a question.
Wait your turn. Let me finish.
[chattering]
[Brucie] Now, we're gonna get the phone installed behind the bar there,
but Johnny has to put that on his personal account--
Why's he gotta do that?
I don't-- Because that's the way the phone company has to set it up.
- Club should pay for it out of the dues. - Yeah.
- That way we can use it how we want. - It don't work like that.
- Why not? - Why?
- Shut up a minute. - Shut the fuck up!
[chattering stops]
[Brucie] Now listen.
We need a phone back there in case anybody gets in trouble, all right?
Now, you get thrown in jail or you need bail, you call here.
You get stuck out someplace on your bike, you call here.
But the first time we get a bill
where you been callin' your fat fuckin' girlfriend
out in East What-The-Fuck,
we're gonna take that phone
and we're gonna put knots on your head with it.
Understand?
Yeah, but I got a question.
I got some friends in Milwaukee.
They like what we're doin' out here and asked if they could join up,
start a Vandals chapter out there.
Nah.
Why not?
What the fuck we need 'em for? You know, this is our club.
Okay, we are in this town. Here.
You know, we are all friends here.
I don't know these guys.
You know 'em.
We drank with 'em on that last run to Columbus.
Oh, yeah.
I say no.
Well, I say we let 'em start a chapter.
Hey, you said if any of us disagrees with you,
we could challenge you, so...
So, what?
So, I guess I'm challengin' you.
Go fuck yourself.
Fists?
Or knives?
Well, I don't wanna kill you.
So, what? Fists?
Yeah?
Yeah.
[Kathy] /t was a picnic.
- A big family picnic. - All right.
[Kathy] / remember because it was cold that day.
The kids were runnin' around, guys were gettin' stoned,
wives and girlfriends all over the place,
and they cut a track out there.
- Come on! - Go on! Get it!
[Kathy] They'd spent all day drinkin' and runnin' their bikes on that track
all frickin' day long, you know?
By the end of the day, the place was like one big mud pit.
And that's where they did it.
['Road Runner" playing]
♪ I'm a road runner, honey ♪
♪ And you can't keep up with me ♪
[straining]
♪ I'm a road runner, honey And you can't keep up with me ♪
[groaning]
♪ Come on, let's race ♪
♪ Baby, baby, you and me ♪
- [grunts] - [song continues playing]
[Kathy] The thing about Johnny,
he wasn't always bigger than the other guys,
but he was always meaner.
♪ Move over, honey ♪
♪ Let me by ♪
- [bone cracks] - [screaming]
♪ Ha ha ha ha ha ha ♪
♪ But it don't look like you gonna last ♪
You okay?
You broke my damn finger.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. We done?
- [song continues playing] - Huh?
You tell your friends in Milwaukee that they can have their chapter, all right?
You tell 'em Johnny said so. All right.
[Brucie] You all right?
[Johnny groaning]
If you were gonna let ‘em have a chapter,
why'd you go through the trouble of fightin' him?
If anybody was gonna have the idea, it was gonna be me, right?
And now he knows it.
- You good? - Yeah, I never felt better.
[Kathy] After that, the club started growin'.
It got real big, real fast.
[metal scraping]
- All right? - Yeah.
[motorcycle engines revving]
["Mannish Boy" playing]
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
[Kathy] Chapters started poppin' up all over the place, you know.
Other clubs started askin' to join up.
♪ Everything's gonna be all right This morning ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ Now, when I was a young boy At the age of five ♪
♪ My mother said I was gonna be The greatest man alive ♪
♪ But now I'm a man I'm past... ♪
[horn honks]
Get the hell out of the street, kid.
Goddamn it! What the hell do...
["l Feel Free" playing]
[singer vocalizing]
♪ [feel free ♪
[vocalizing continues]
♪ [feel free ♪
♪ [feel free ♪
♪ [feel free ♪
♪ [feel free ♪
♪ [feel free ♪
♪ [feel free ♪
♪ [feel free ♪
♪ [feel free ♪
♪ Feel when I dance with you ♪
♪ We move like the sea ♪
♪ You, you're all I want to know ♪
♪ [feel free ♪
♪ [feel free ♪
[song fades]
[engine revs]
♪ I said, a-hey, hey, hey, yeah ♪
[chattering]
♪ I said, a-hey A-hey, hey, yeah ♪
[announcer] And welcome to the 12th annual car show.
♪ Well, come on, everybody Take a trip with me ♪
[motorcycle engines revving]
♪ Well, down the Mississippi Down to New Orleans ♪
♪ They got the honeysuckle bloomin' On the honeysuckle vine ♪
♪ And a-love is a-bloomin' there All the time ♪
♪ You know, every Southern belle Is a Mississippi queen ♪
♪ Down the Mississippi Down in New Orleans ♪
♪ I said, a-hey, hey, hey, yeah ♪
[Zipco] Look at these pinko motherfuckers.
These motherfuckers.
It's like my brother. You know, my brother?
Me and my brother, we'd swing the same way,
but the only thing is, he's a pinko.
There's somethin' in his head that's wrong, you know.
But when he gets drunk, he's just like me. Otherwise, he thinks different.
What do you mean by "he's a pinko"?
Ain't you supposed to be takin' pictures?
[interviewer] Yeah.
So, what you got that microphone for all the time then?
I don't know.
I was thinkin' I could record people talkin' maybe.
Use it with the pictures. Make a book or somethin' maybe.
A book?
- Yeah. Maybe. - Yeah.
So, what do you mean by "he's a pinko"?
Pinko. Uh, you know. College boy.
They wear tennis shoes and short pants. You know, shit like that.
[interviewer] Uh-huh. What's your brother do?
Uh, he's in the air force.
Going to Thailand next November. Air force mechanic.
They took him. They wouldn't take me, you know.
They took him ‘cause he's a clean-cut, all-American boy.
You know, short pants and tennis shoes.
I gotta take a piss.
[Zipco] I told my brother-- He went to college one year.
I said, "Fucker, you don't quit that college,
I'm gonna beat the shit outta you."
And he quit.
‘Cause I told him I don't want no goddamn pinkos in my family.
‘Cause I can't stand that shit, you know.
‘Cause if you can't work with your fuckin' hands, you ain't no fuckin' good.
[biker] Hey. Stupid.
- Yeah, you, you tall fuck. - [Cal] Oh.
[biker] Yeah, you.
- You scratched my bike. - Hey, come on. Come on.
[-- You know, I like to work.
I ain't a fuckin' prick. I like to work with my hands and shit.
I work hard for my money, you know.
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
What do you do?
I study photography. In college.
[biker] Why'd you scratch my bike?
I didn't scratch your fuckin' scooter, man.
When I walk off, there's no scratch.
I see you here, now all of a sudden there's a scratch.
- Scratch? - What's goin' on?
Man, I was looking at this guy's carburetors.
He's got Jaguar carburetors. You know, big Italian carburetors.
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. - And now he says I scratched his bike.
Well...
I didn't scratch that ancient piece of shit.
- The fuck you didn't. - You wanna get salty, motherfucker?
- I'll get salty. - Hold on, hold on.
Nah.
Nah.
Where you guys from?
Gary.
All right, you know a...
You know a guy around there called Shitty Pete?
- Around there? - Yeah.
- He rides with us sometimes. - Oh.
- How do you know Shitty? - Me? I used to work with Shitty Pete.
You know, truckin'.
Around five years back.
Your boyfriends are gettin' into trouble.
Shit.
What do you guys call yourselves?
Rogues.
- Gary Rogues. - Yeah?
How many guys you got?
Not enough, eh?
['Baby Please Don't Go" playing]
[grunts]
[all shouting]
[grunting, groaning]
♪ Baby, please don't go ♪
♪ Baby, please don't go ♪
♪ Baby, please don't go Down to New Orleans ♪
♪ You know I love you so Baby, please don't go ♪
♪ Baby, your man done gone ♪
♪ Well, your man done gone ♪
♪ Well, your man done gone Left the county farm ♪
♪ He had his shackles on Baby, please don't go ♪
♪ Before I be your dog ♪
♪ Before I be your dog ♪
[song continues, fades]
Jesus.
[grunts]
[Johnny] No, no!
Benny, no, stop, stop.
Stop. No. No.
No.
No, all right?
All right.
Jesus fucking Christ.
That kid's fuckin' crazy.
Yeah.
Fuck this. Let's get some beers.
Come on.
Well, I had four carbs and 80 cubic inches per engine,
two-inch valves, all ported and relieved,
and I had the biggest cams--
the hairiest cams I could put in there, man.
How the fuck did you start it?
My mechanic. He weighed 300 pounds. He started it.
- One kick and that fucker started. - [Zipco] Fuck.
You know how to time stuff pretty good, huh?
Mmm, pretty good. I mean, all right.
Enough for me. I'm the one ridin' it.
Yeah, but here's the problem. Then you gotta bring that fat guy with you, ridin'.
- [all laughing] - And you gotta feed him.
[Johnny] What were you thinkin' back there?
What?
Back there, when you come chargin' in like that?
Nothin". I saw you squarin' off with them guys.
What I need to think for?
Yeah.
Yeah, you and me, kid.
You and me, you crazy fuck.
Here.
[Kathy] Well, Benny's always been a fighter.
And that's just what they need in that club. Because you know what?
- Half them guys in there are candy-ass. - Huh.
There's a lotta guys in there that are candy-ass.
- Can you walk with that thing? - Yep.
I mean, candy-asses.
They'll just as soon turn around than get into a fight.
They don't care if they go to jail for disturbin' the peace.
No, but they ain't gonna go to jail for aggravated assault or nothin' like that.
Will you move those bikes?
- Why, yes, ma'am. - [Kathy] Oh, wow.
You, uh-- You left me one beer out of a whole case of bottles.
What saints.
[on TV] From Bell, California, here is Richard Connelly.
Get these bikes off my yard!
I mean, Benny's not even here and all these jerks are out in front.
They got no place to go, see?
So they'll come and they'll sit here. It makes the place look bad.
I mean, the neighbors see it, and this and that.
I used to be respectable.
Kathy, why do you think the guys, they don't wear their colors
when they're not all together?
Why?
‘Cause they're afraid when they're all by themselves.
There's too many people are after 'em, for one thing, you know.
Too many people got a grudge against them. So if they catch 'em one by one--
I mean, that's what happened to Benny. Benny always wore his colors.
And when he did wear his colors, and he was by himself, there was trouble.
You heard about all the trouble he got in over at the Lakeside Inn.
Well, that was it.
Benny was by himself and wouldn't take his colors off for nobody.
And there was trouble.
You hear my brother?
Can't be wearin' no colors in this neighborhood.
Paulie, he won't stay down. Keeps gettin' back up.
You better stay down, you rotten fuck!
I'll get him to stay down.
[Henry] Is this your fuckin' bike, asshole?
- [grunts] - [motorcycle falls]
Oh, shit, Henry!
[groans]
[Henry groans] You motherfucker!
- [groans] You dirty cocksucker! - Henry!
- Henry. - [groaning continues]
Don't worry. I got this motherfucker right here.
I mean, they nearly took his foot off.
You know, my dad always told me it takes a lot to make a man cry.
An awful lot, you know.
I mean, they don't get hit on the head and start cryin'. Not a real man.
Well, I've seen my father cry twice in all my life.
Once when his father died and once when my mother almost died.
And I mean really cry, you know.
And I always believed him.
Whereas Benny,
I've seen him getting worked over with blackjacks.
I've seen him gettin' stitched up with no nothin', you know.
I mean, it's just like stitchin' him up while he's wide awake and everything else.
You don't see that guy shed a tear.
The closest I ever seen him come to it was that day. Mmm.
Not for the pain or nothin', no.
You know what it was?
[Benny breathes shakily] Don't let ‘em take my foot.
All right? You don't let 'em take my foot off.
[breathes shakily, sniffles]
They take my foot off and I can't ride no more.
[Kathy] That was it.
He didn't want to lose his foot ‘cause then he couldn't ride no more.
Never mind that he got a concussion
and this maniac nearly chopped his foot off for not taking his colors off.
No, never mind that he--
He wasn't even supposed to be riding ‘cause his license had been suspended
from that one time the cops chased him all over.
I mean...
No, no, no, no.
I mean, all he could think about was riding his stupid motorcycle.
I tell ya, you know, be funny if it wasn't so tragic.
And what about Johnny?
Ah, Johnny.
Johnny went crazy.
Johnny, Benny is in a bad way.
He's in the hospital.
Two guys jumped him over his colors.
They nearly chopped his foot off.
Where?
[Cal] Lakeside.
[ballad playing on jukebox]
[motorcycle engines revving]
[bottles, glasses rattling]
[revving continues]
I don't want any trouble here.
Well, um...
young kid get beat up in here earlier today.
Now, you know who did it?
Couple of regulars.
A couple regulars.
Yeah, all right.
Take that pencil,
write their names down, where they live.
Then I'll let you leave.
This is my bar. I own it.
[pencil scratching]
[engines continue revving]
Send a few guys. Make it so they can't walk no more.
[lighter clicks]
What about the bar?
Burn it down.
["Masters of War" playing]
♪ Now masters of war ♪
♪ You build all the big guns ♪
♪ You build all the death planes ♪
♪ And you build a big bomb ♪
♪ You hide behind walls ♪
♪ And you hide behind desks ♪
♪ 1 just want you to know ♪
♪ That I could never tell you nothing ♪
We gotta go.
♪ You play with my world ♪
♪ Mmm, mmm, mmm ♪
♪ Like your little toy
Nah, we don't.
♪ Put a gun in my hand ♪
They're scared of us.
♪ And you hide from my eyes ♪
♪ And you try to run from... ♪
[Kathy] / think it terrified him. [sniffs]
You know, that's a lot of power for one guy to have.
You know, to be in charge of all of that. That can really mess with your noodle.
- Cream? - [interviewer] No.
No, Benny was bad off.
So I had him in a motel for three weeks.
I mean, he couldn't walk, so I got him a place with no stairs.
This is my husband. This is...
- Darrin. - [laughs]
Oh, we were just having a drink. Would you care for a cocktail?
- [knock on door] - Id like a very dry martini.
ltalian Vermouth, Spanish gin.
- And a Greek olive? - [audience laughing]
- [Darrin] / don't think we have any-- - [knock on door]
[Endora] Oh, don't bother. I'll fix it myself.
- [magical jingle] - [audience continues laughing]
[TV clicks off]
Hey, Kathy.
Come on in.
Hey, look at you.
All propped up. Like the Queen.
Who you callin' a queen?
[chuckles] Ah, you look good. You're looking all right.
The guys thought you might really be out of it.
He is out of it. He can't walk.
What'd the surgeon say?
They, uh, cut through a tendon.
- [Johnny] Oh, Jesus. - We're outta ice.
So, they, uh, they tie it back together or what?
- Somethin' like that. - Mm-hmm.
I'm gonna go get some ice.
So, uh, so how long they keep you in the hospital for?
- [Benny] Three or four days. - That's a long time.
[sighs]
[Johnny] The guys would love to see you out there.
- It's gonna be a big one. - [door closes]
- Maybe the biggest one yet. - Biggest what?
Picnic. Johnny's saying they're going all out for the Dayton run.
Oh.
- How long is that? Three weeks? - [Johnny] Yeah.
I mean, I'll still be in the cast by then, but--
Cast? Cast, nah. You shift with your left foot.
You can always use your front brake if you can't put no pressure on it.
I know the guys, they would...
[ice rattling loudly]
Do you want a drink, Johnny?
- [opens shaker] - I'm good.
The guys would love to see you out there.
They're real worried about you.
- I'll be there. - [Johnny] All right.
[liquid pouring]
I'll get out of here.
Let you rest.
See ya.
Kathy.
[door closes]
[motorcycle engine starts, revs]
You wouldn't really try riding after three weeks, would ya?
The doctor said three to four months with no weight on it.
- I don't know. Turn up the TV, will you? - [scoffs]
I don't want you ridin'.
Yeah, it scares me, especially this soon after surgery. I-1 don't like it.
- You don't like it? - I get worried.
I should just go.
I'm just gonna leave.
What?
- No, it's better. You'd be better off. - Stop. Stop it.
Not having to take care of me.
- Worry about me. - No.
No.
When I heal up, I'll leave.
[pats back]
I don't want you to go.
I'm going off the freeway into this, uh, ice plant.
I don't know if you know what an ice plant is.
If you're ever in California, stop and look--
[Brucie] Hey, Kathy.
- [Kathy] Hey, Brucie. How's Gail? - She's good.
- She's got a job doing nails in Oak Park. - I'll go see her.
Johnny, can we talk?
Hmm.
You always gotta have these guys around to hear everything?
- Well, what's there to hear? - Some things.
Oh.
You need something, Kathy?
- You can't have him. - Who?
You know exactly who I'm talkin' about.
Benny. You can't have him. The club can't have him. He's mine.
And if he keeps riding motorcycles, he's gonna die.
One way or another, it'll kill him. And you know this is true.
What am I supposed to do about it?
You know I don't run Benny, just like you don't run Benny.
There ain't nobody can tell that kid nothin'. He's grown.
If he wants to ride a bike, he'll ride a bike.
Not if you tell him, Johnny. Not if you tell him he's out of the club.
Come on.
No, he's mine, Johnny. Mine. I'm his wife, not you.
Fuck is that supposed to mean?
I know you love him. I love him too. That's why you gotta do this.
[sighs]
Uh...
Are you-- Are you done?
I don't know. Am 1?
- You got anything more to say? - No, I said it.
All right then, you know, you-you are. You're...
You're done.
[sighs]
You can't have him.
[siren wailing in distance]
[parent 1] Shut the fuck up!
[parent 2] Why don't you try it?
[parent 1] Shut your fuckin' yap!
I swear to God, all you do is bitch.
Yap, yap, yap!
I oughta shut that fuckin" mouth of yours for good.
[parent 2] If you did, it'd be the first thing you ever finished.
Quit the racket!
- I'm sick of that mouth on you. - [parent 2] Worthless piece of shit!
Always acting like you're so fucking tough!
If it wasn't for my bad back I'd have beat your ass blue by now!
- Yeah, let me get my jacket. - [parent 2] "My back! My back!"
- I said to quit the racket. - Come here!
I'm gonna put this belt on you!
- [parent 2] No, no, no! - Take that!
I said quit the racket!
- [parent 1] I told you! - Fuck!
Ah! [groans]
Told you. Huh? I told you. Didn't 1?
- Quit it! Quit it! - [groaning]
[parent 2] No!
- [crying] - Hey, come here. Come here.
- Come on. - Stop! Stop it!
Stop it! You're gonna kill him!
- [gagging] - Stop it! Stop it!
- [gasping] - [panting]
I want you outta here.
Don't you ever come back here! Don't you ever!
[whispering] I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Who's comin'?
- [tires screeching in distance] - [dog barking]
[children laughing]
[engine starts]
[chattering]
Hey, hey.
You a Vandal?
That's right.
All right, well, me and the guys, we're looking to join up.
- You wanna join... - Uh-huh?
...you got to talk to the man.
Oh, yeah? Who's the man?
"Who's the man?"
That's the man.
Come on.
[Johnny] Hey, look at this guy.
- [Brucie] Hey, welcome back. - [Johnny] Wow.
You rode in all the way on that?
- Strapped it to the bike. - He needs it 'cause his leg is broke.
- Hey, Betty. - Hey, Kathy.
I need a drink.
So, uh-- So what's it like ridin' on the old foot?
[motorcycle approaching]
[engine turns off]
Hey, man.
Somebody told me you're the guy I need to talk to.
Maybe.
Blew out here from California.
Heard there was a big picnic. Wanted to check it out.
Heard you're the man in charge.
I'm Sonny.
I was hoping maybe to
eat a little food, a little to drink.
Camp out for a night or two.
Wanted to show a little class, contribute to the party.
All right. Help yourself.
This here's Brucie. It's, uh, Benny right there with the boot.
And I'm Johnny.
We're the Vandals.
[Sonny] Well,
it's nice to meet some proper fuck-ups.
["I'm Going Home" playing]
[all shouting]
♪ When I was a boy I had a mind of my own ♪
♪ Told my folks I was leaving home ♪
Whoo!
Vandals, motherfucker!
[Brucie] I always wondered what riders out in California looked like.
Can you imagine a thousand of those fucking guys?
♪ Going home ♪
♪ I'm going home ♪
♪ Yeah, I'm going home ♪
[Cal] They always pegged me for stupid.
Man, I couldn't read a fucking comic book until I was in the army.
What comic book?
I was born in Canada, man.
Come on. I mean, I went up to the fourth grade, man, in school.
All French, no English.
I was always hassling and just trying to learn the goddamn language.
- You were in the army? - Yeah.
I got a undesirable discharge in there because I was always salty.
[Zipco] I wanted to be in the army.
I always wanted to go over there to Vietnam.
I went to the draft board to get in.
They had this big party at the Seaway where I went the night before.
I get home about 4:00, you know.
My ma comes home.
"You ain't going yet?"
[laughs]
[Zipco] "You ain't going yet?"
My alarm clock's ringing. I'm still conked out.
And my fucking beard's full of wine, you know.
And my ma, she takes me in a taxicab.
She drives me over there and she throws me in there.
- [laughter] - [chuckles]
They, uh, they go from station to station, and you sit there,
and I keep falling asleep.
Well, hey, I passed-- I passed all the fucking tests, man.
And the guy says, "Hey, you flunked your physical."
I said, "What the fuck? What, my ears? I couldn't hear or what?"
He said, uh, "No, your, uh, your psychiatrist flunked you."
[Cockroach] That doctor's a fucking genius.
Yeah, I smell like a fucking distillery, wined up,
but I give him good answers, you know.
So he says, "You passed everything.
Except," he says, "you are an undesirable character.
We don't want you."
I says, "I wanna go!" You know?
And I cussed that fucker out that told me that.
I say, "You goddamn motherfucking bastard cocksucker."
I walked out of there, I was crying, man.
I wanted to go.
There's pinkos burnin' their draft cards. They that wanna go they won't take.
Boy, that pissed me off.
It means a lot, you coming out here all-- all banged up like that, you know.
I've been thinking, uh...
I can't run this club forever.
You know, I'm gonna have to find somebody, uh,
to take it over, you know.
What about Brucie, huh?
Brucie.
Um... Yeah, you know, I love Brucie like a brother, you know.
But it, uh-- But it ain't Brucie, no.
Brucie'll get eaten alive by these guys.
It gotta be somebody that, uh...
that they respect.
It's gotta be somebody ain't gonna take no shit off of them.
It's you.
[chuckles]
Come on.
Look.
I built this club out of nothing, all right?
I built it.
I put more into this fucking club than my own family.
This is my family.
I don't know how many fucking chapters we got now.
I know we got new guys.
We got young guys.
I don't even know some of them,
but the guys I do know, you know, they ain't gonna follow nobody
except somebody who can hold their own, you know.
Look at me.
I'm all fucked up.
- I can't even pay the fucking dues. - Yeah, well, fuck the dues.
[sighs]
You're a grown-up, man.
You got a house. You got a job.
I don't want that.
I don't care about none of that.
Yeah, you know.
See...
[whispers] ...that's why it's you.
Hmm?
You are who all these-- these guys here, they're all trying to be.
You see?
- Johnny... - What?
It's yours.
Hmm?
Hey, you know,
just think it over, you know. [chuckles]
[clears throat]
[Brucie] Sonny, you, uh...
you-you ride in California, right?
- Your club's out there? - [Sonny] Mm-hmm.
So why the hell are you way out here?
I came here for him.
He didn't turn in his colors.
We heard he was riding with another club.
So they brought me out here to fuck him up.
[Brucie] So, are-are you...
are you gonna fuck him up?
Nah.
I like you guys.
I'm hoping to trip with you for a while.
[aluminum can clanks]
The fuck happened here? [sniffs]
Well, I-I think this-- this Funny Sonny just, uh,
just made Cal shit his pants.
[Wahoo laughing]
[Brucie] Look at his face.
[all laughing]
Fuck, man.
Goddamn. Fuck.
I smell something, is all I'm saying.
- [laughter continues] - [sniffs]
[Brucie] I mean, he's, it's-- You know, I understand. He's a scary guy.
[Kathy] The only thing is, [ thought I could change him, you know?
[cap clatters]
Oh, geez.
I mean, every woman thinks that she can change a guy,
not to her own ways, but to be different, you know?
Not to be different, but to be...
I don't know, like, he's wild.
I thought he'd get over that, but I don't know.
But Benny, he always talks about leaving.
Sometimes I wish he would. You know?
‘Cause every time he gets into trouble, the first thing he'll say to me is,
"Well, I'm gonna leave," and I think he just says this to me.
So I say to him, you know, "Don't go, don't go."
But it's gettin' to where if he'd just go,
not tell me about it, but just pick up and go,
it doesn't hurt so bad, you know.
I mean, I've got feelings.
‘Cause Benny has no feelings. I don't know where he gets it.
From what I hear, even when his father died, he showed no feelings.
Said he's better off dead.
Benny thinks that when you die you're better off than when you're living.
Like when his dad died, he said, it's just as well.
"He's better off that way."
And when Brucie got killed-- "He's better off that way."
No feelings.
Brucie-- I mean, I think ever since Brucie died,
things with the club have changed, you know? Don't you?
Mmm.
I mean, I miss Brucie.
[tires screech]
- [pool balls clatter] - [Cal] Nothing. Just pow. That's it.
[Wahoo] I mean, that's how it is, you know.
There's always that one.
- There's always that one that gets you. - It's the one that comes out of nowhere.
- That's the one that will get you. - [Wahoo] That's it.
One that comes outta nowhere.
Hey, Johnny.
Yeah?
We just got a call.
What?
It's the funeral home. They won't take the flowers.
What?
They won't take the flowers you sent over. Says the family don't want ‘em.
Well, fuck it. Send them anyway.
They can eat 'em if they don't wanna take 'em.
Okay.
Wait.
Get the guys together, okay?
We'll take 'em ourselves.
[I'll Never Learn" playing]
♪ Sit here, thinkin'
♪ Thinkin' about the happy times We used to have ♪
[sighs]
♪ Now they're gone forever ♪
♪ 1 still have to wait for their return No ♪
♪ I'll never learn ♪
♪ I'll never learn ♪
♪ My eyes they burn, sleepless ♪
♪ Sleepless ♪
♪ Crying ♪
♪ Crying ♪
Get outta here.
♪ I'll never learn ♪
♪ I'll never learn ♪
♪ My eyes they burn, sleepless ♪
[Johnny] Do you guys remember Teddy Singer?
- [Cockroach] Yeah. - [Johnny] Yeah.
And Teddy Singer died
on the way back from, uh, the blessing on Saint Christopher's Day.
Yeah, he swerved and hit a parked car near the rock quarry.
Good guy.
Yeah, he used to-- he used to ride that, uh, beautiful Knucklehead, the--
All chrome. Nothing but chrome.
His dad made special things for him.
You know, because his dad was a tool and die maker.
Yeah.
After Teddy died, I, um, I did offer his dad to buy the bike
because, you know, it's beautiful.
I offered him good money too, you know, but he wouldn't-- he wouldn't...
he wouldn't sell it.
You see? [sniffles]
He wouldn't sell it.
He didn't even ride it.
He kept the bike.
In his basement.
Right?
You understand?
Yeah?
Anyway.
Just fuck it. Fuck it.
['l Can See" playing on jukebox]
♪ Hey! ♪
♪ Can't understand what you say ♪
♪ You tell me that our love Is not the same ♪
- [song continues playing] - [Wahoo] That's how I wanna die.
Abso-fucking-lutely.
And my mother, she says to me, um...
She says, "Well, you've had wrecks. You've seen people die.
Seen both your cousins die on bikes. You're gonna kill yourself."
But that's-- that's the way I wanna die.
And when I die, I wanna die on a bike.
- Will you shut the fuck up? - [Wahoo] There's no--
- Shut the fuck up. - [Wahoo] What?
Johnny.
Hey, they say that you're--
they say that you're the one to talk to about joining up.
♪ But if you face the truth You'll find you're wrong ♪
Oh, no.
No, we don't, uh,
we don't take kids.
- l ain't a kid. I'm 20. - Come on. Get out of here.
All right? Just...
Will you just come look at our bikes? We chopped them ourselves.
Okay.
Come look at our bikes.
♪> Oho
♪ With nothing to offer you ♪
♪ I've done everything So what else can I do? ♪
[Cal] Let's see these pieces of shit, okay?
♪ Can see, I see ♪
> What you're doing to me Can't you see? Can't you see?
[Cal] Oh, my God.
These are pieces of shit.
So we, uh, we scrapped all the pieces ourselves.
You know, I mean, we didn't have nothing, but we did it.
You know, we did all the work.
There you go.
What do you call yourselves?
The Renegades.
We've been riding since we were kids.
Look, we'll do whatever we gotta do. All right?
If you want us to rob someone, we'll rob 'em.
You know, if you want us to fight someone, we'll kill him.
All we wanna do, we wanna-- we wanna ride with you.
You want this pretty bad, huh, kid?
Yeah.
Oy. [sighs]
I bet if I offered you to run this whole club,
you'd take it in a heartbeat, right?
What?
Nothin'.
Uh...
Yeah. You're in.
But just you.
You gotta leave your friends behind.
Fine.
Nah.
Nah, nah, nah.
No.
No.
Get the fuck outta here.
What kind of piece of shit are you?
What, you leave your friends behind like that?
[train whistle blowing]
No.
Get the fuck outta here. I don't wanna see you around here ever again.
- [Wahoo] Johnny! - [Cockroach] Hey!
Johnny, hey, hey, hey!
[groans]
[groans]
[knife clatters]
All right, clean this piece of shit up and get outta here.
[train passing]
Jesus fucking Christ.
[Wahoo] Cocksucker, motherfucker.
[Kathy] But you left.
What?
You left before things really got bad.
I guess it was '69. So, uh...
So, yeah, I was done with school, and I just packed and left for New York.
[lighter clicks]
That's why I wanted to talk. I wanted to know what happened to the guys.
What happened to the club.
You know, a year or so after Brucie died, after you left,
things with the club really changed, they just got...
You know, and the club, it split.
It split between the old guys and the new guys,
between the beer drinkers and the pot smokers.
And those rules, it's just a bunch of made-up stuff,
but these new guys really believed ‘em.
It was like it was all written in stone or something.
[Cockroach] There's a guy used to ride with us.
Took photos.
He says he's, um-- Says he's gonna make a book.
So I says to him,
all I ever want is to be photographed dressed up like a barbarian.
Like a real barbarian, you know?
With fur and an axe or some shit.
[rock music playing on speakers]
[Cal] I can't really take it anymore.
So, there I am, perplexed about what to do.
This guy seems he's gonna pull rank on me or something.
And I'm not having it.
So this guy's hassling me, man.
Hey, Funny, stop hogging the booze, man.
Mmm.
[Cal] So I'm like, "Listen, man. I'm warning you."
One step closer,
and I'm gonna give it to him.
Boy, look at that dress. I bet I'd look good in that dress.
- [Cal] I'm about to get salty, you know? - Yeah. I bet you would, Kathy.
[Cal] And when I get salty, motherfucker...
Yeah, it's like a fucking old egg sandwich. You know?
He's lucky I wasn't mad, you know?
[Kathy] You got all these new guys. Half of 'em coming back from Vietnam.
They're the pot smokers, and they're different, these young ones.
Smoking pot, sure. You know? But they do other stuff too. Drugs.
You know, like hard stuff, and they're crazy.
[Vandal] I got him laid out on the floor, right?
I put this up to the back of his head. He says, "Why don't you let me go?"
I say, "You ain't going nowhere, motherfucker.
I captured you.
You go when I say you can go."
You hear what they did to Cockroach?
- What'd you say? - [Cockroach] A motorcycle cop.
I always wanted to be a motorcycle cop.
That's why I gotta
give my colors back.
You say you're quittin'?
Yeah.
But what better job, huh?
I say, what better job is there
than to get paid to sit on a Harley-Davidson all day long?
- She's gotta call a lawyer, you know? - I don't think she'll do that.
Kathy. Here.
Here.
- Where'd you get that? - That girl, she wants you to have it.
Sonny, what the heck is she wearing?
She took some fellas upstairs. She don't need it.
Don't worry. They're having a good time. She said she wants you to have it.
She did, huh?
Try it on.
[laughs]
Come on.
- Yeah. - We're like Santa Claus.
Where are they from?
Columbus.
[Cockroach] All you new fucking guys.
Yeah, I can't keep up.
I gotta-- I gotta take a piss.
[groans]
You wanna quit, motherfucker?
You wanna quit, you motherfucker?
[rock music continues playing]
- [whistles] Yeah. - Whoo!
It's real pretty.
You look good, Kathy.
[whistles] It's good.
Benny, come here.
Ah, here's one.
[Cal] What's going on?
[Cockroach whimpers]
[Sonny] Somebody fucked him up good.
- You see who did it? - Nah.
Let's get him loaded in the car. You two, take him to a hospital.
- [Cal] Come on. - Okay.
[Johnny] Come on. Up you get.
- Where are you going? - Let go.
- Let go. - I'm sorry.
- Stop! - Look what we got.
- Don't worry. We'll take care of you. - Stop!
- We're gonna take care of you. - Stop it!
No! No!
- We got you. - No.
No!
- Come on, bitch. - No.
Goddamn, girl.
Benny! Benny! No! No.
[shouting, laughing]
No.
- Benny! Benny, no! - [Johnny] What the fuck are you doing?
We're just getting our wings.
Come on, man. They said the girl in the red dress is ready to go.
We're just getting ours. They said the girl in the red dress.
Get the fuck outta here.
Fuck, man. Just a fucking misunderstanding.
Get the fuck outta here.
[gasping] Where's Benny?
Um, well, he's not-- He's not here. He had to go.
Yeah.
You're okay.
[ballad playing on jukebox]
[Johnny] It's short pours. Short.
[Wahoo] But it's like they're walking out the back with a bottle a night.
[footsteps approaching]
Johnny.
If liquor keeps walking, we are going to--
- [Wahoo] No, I told ‘em. - I need to talk with you.
Alone.
They broke two fucking ribs.
These fucking new guys.
I think they're crazy, Johnny.
I told my old lady I'd turn in my colors.
I wanna turn in my colors.
Quit the club.
I understand.
But, Johnny, these guys,
the fucking new ones...
I'm worried when they find out, they'll fucking kill me.
I need help.
Mmm.
I'll take care of you.
You got a pistol, right?
Yeah.
Bring it by tonight.
What are we gonna do?
We gotta go see Cockroach.
[Kathy] Benny?
- You up here? - Yeah.
What you doing?
Nothing.
Look, I got something I need to say.
I gotta be someplace.
Well, we all got places to be, you know.
What is it?
I can't live like this no more.
[sighs] And I ain't gonna live like this no more.
Well, you weren't there, Benny. You didn't see it, you know.
I don't know what I would've done
if they'd got me up those stairs and into that bedroom, you know. I...
Johnny said he took care of it. He said nothing happened.
That's not true. You weren't there. You didn't see it.
I mean, you weren't there.
I know. I'm sorry.
You weren't there!
If they'd have got me up those stairs,
I would've taken your gun and popped my brains out.
- Come on. - I'm serious.
I know I'm always saying that people who commit suicide, they must be nuts.
Well, you know, I think this time I would go nuts.
Who'd want you after a thing like that? Who'd even wanna look at you?
What do you want me to do?
I want you to quit ridin', and I want you to quit the club.
Don't ask that.
I was thinking we'd go someplace, you know?
You said you had a cousin in Florida with a garage you could work at.
Let's go there. Let's just go someplace, Benny.
Benny?
- Benny! - What?
What do you think this is? Hmm?
What did you ever think this was gonna be?
Benny.
I gotta go meet Johnny.
[dog barking]
Don't do nothing. Just follow me in.
You ready?
[Johnny] Give me the pistol.
Fuck! Fuck! [groaning]
You let it bleed.
Go now.
Stay gone.
[groaning]
Come on.
[sirens wailing in distance]
[engine starts]
- [engine idling] - [sighs]
- [ignition turns] - [engine stops]
What the fuck was all that for?
That?
That was taking care of Cockroach.
Like you took care of Kathy?
Is that what this club is now?
Is that who we are now?
That's it.
Benny. Benny.
Okay. Um...
These new guys.
These, uh...
These young guys, they...
Don't none of them listen.
[, uh... I can't-- I can't run this club no more.
I need--
I need ya.
You know...
I don't ask nobody for nothing.
And I don't want nothing from nobody.
It's not me.
Never gonna be me.
[Kathy] You know, Benny always talked about leaving.
And then he was gone.
It's like Funny Sonny says to me. "Kathy, I'm gonna tell you something."
He says, "Once you go out with a guy from the Vandals,
you'll never go back to any other guy."
You know?
And I think this is true, 'cause after a while you get just like them.
You start thinkin' like them and actin' like them. It changes you.
Benny was gone more than a year, ‘cause that was '71.
That's when some kid showed up to challenge Johnny.
["l Don't Worry Myself" playing on jukebox]
[Kathy] /'d never heard of him. You know, he was just some kid.
[Wahoo] They don't listen.
I'm a Vandal now.
What chapter?
Milwaukee.
All my guys been talking. We're done with you runnin' things.
I'm here to challenge you.
Fists or knives?
Knives.
Mmm.
All right. There's, um...
There's a parking lot on Fuller.
Near the lake.
Tomorrow night.
All right.
Any ideas?
A few. A few.
But I wanna take a look at the test before I commit.
- How was your evening? - Where are the girls?
Out with friends.
I gotta head out.
You coming back tonight?
- Yeah. - Grab some eggs on your way home?
I don't wanna get out again.
[on TV] Well, I apologize for the way she acted, Steve.
- Oh, it was late. - Kay was against our coming out.
- Yeah. - She was very content.
[door opens]
[on TV] She couldn't understand why I wasn't.
[door closes]
[engine off]
Hey! Johnny.
Hey, Kathy.
Benny ever come back around?
No.
No, if he had, I figured you would've seen him before me.
Nah.
Yeah, last I heard, he rode to Indiana with some guys.
That sounds right.
What do you need?
Nothin'.
[sighs]
Well, I guess neither of us got him.
I guess not.
You know...
you can give everything you got to a thing.
Yeah, you can give it all you got.
And it's still just gonna do what it's gonna do.
Mmm.
You mean like my marriages? [chuckles]
[laughs]
Come on, Johnny. What do you need?
I already said it.
Nothin'.
Hey, take it easy, Kathy.
You too, Johnny.
[car door opens]
[engine starts]
[Kathy] /t was late October, so it was already getting cold.
From what I hear, some of the old Vandals didn't even take their bikes.
They just sat in their cars to watch.
[Wahoo] The Huber Law.
What is that, German?
Nah, Huber Law is when you go to work and you go to jail at night.
That's what I'm saying.
They're teachin' 'em a trade. All these flunkies.
[motorcycles approaching]
All right, let me take care of this.
Go get 'em, Johnny.
[blows]
It's getting fucking cold out there.
[train whistle blowing]
How you want it, kid?
[gasps]
Fuck.
Well, I heard a guy say later,
a bike rider, he says that once Johnny got killed,
that was the end of the golden age of motorcycles.
After that, this kid took over. He turned the Vandals into a proper gang.
What the fuck we do now?
Nothing to do.
[Kathy] The gang got even bigger.
They have chapters all over the Midwest now. Even further, you know.
I heard they started runnin' drugs down from Canada.
You know, gambling, prostitution, you name It.
I heard they even murder people.
And other clubs. You think of Funny Sonny, right, coming from California.
That couldn't happen today. You know?
With other clubs, they attack each other on sight now.
It's a real shame.
And what about the other guys?
What happened to all the guys?
Well, some of the guys still ride with 'em, you know.
Wahoo and Corky, I think.
They're still Vandals.
Fuck you, dude.
Ah!
‘Cause everybody's melon's different.
- [Kathy] You know, Cal died. - Thinks different.
[Kathy] Yeah, they said he was-- he was painting houses in Lakewood.
He fell off a ladder, and he broke his neck.
['Come Softly To Me" playing]
Somebody fold me Funny Sonny got paid five bucks
to sit on his bike outside the movie theater
to try to get people in to watch Easy Rider.
Whoo!
[Kathy] The whole thing Is just ridiculous.
Cockroach went back home.
And can you believe this? He's a motorcycle cop now.
Yeah, of all things.
And Zijpco moved to Texas to work on a shrimp boat.
That's the last I heard of him. I don't know.
[song continues playing]
And what about Benny?
♪ / love, I love you so, dooby-doo ♪
♪ Please hold, hold me so tight ♪
[song continues playing, faint]
- Hey, Benny. - Mmm.
You hear that?
They just told me the leader of the Vandals got killed.
A guy named Johnny.
Said some kid just walked up and shot him in a parking lot.
Didn't you used to ride with that guy?
Mmm.
These fucking kids.
[song continues playing]
[song fades]
[sniffles]
[sobbing]
[Kathy] We moved down here to Florida.
You know?
Does he still ride?
No. No.
No, ever since Johnny died, you know,
Benny don't ride no more.
And you know, I...
I don't think he misses it.
And things are real good.
We're real good. We're happy.
Benny works with his cousin now, and things are real good.
[chattering, faint]
We're happy.
He comes in, I'm checking it all out,
and I go back to him, and I tell him everything that he did wrong.
How he didn't respect it,
how he didn't treat it right, he didn't maintain it.
Then he starts getting mad. He starts yelling at me.
And so...
[motorcycle engines revving]
['Out in the Streets" playing]
['Out in the Streets" continues playing]
[song fades]
["Bikeriders" playing]
[song ends]
['Lonely Room" playing]
[song fades]
- [bar patrons chattering] - [jukebox clicking]
[jukebox clicks off]
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