Original subtitles

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[BIRD SOUNDS]

[ANIMAL SOUNDS]

[BIRD SOUNDS]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I go back there

every night, without fail.

And the events will happen all over again.

I know it isn't real, but the terror is real.

It's part of me now and I can't escape it.

Everything is exactly as I remember

it-- the same jungle, the same paths, the same victims.

[BOMB WHIRRING]

[GUNFIRE]

[HELICOPTER SOUNDS]

We were sent to Da Nang on routine search

and seizure patrols.

We'd enter villages and interrogate prisoners.

Me and Colby always scouted ahead to warn if there

was any guerrilla activity.

But something happened.

I can't remember what.

[BIRD SOUNDS]

It all looks the same.

I can't tell one place from another.

Somehow, I've got to get back.

[WATER SLOSHING]

[BIRD SOUNDS]

[GUNFIRE]

This place looks familiar.

I've been here before.

[BIRD SOUNDS]

Colby?

Jackson?

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I knew it wasn't them.

Now they know I'm on to him.

I don't know how long he's been following me.

I don't know who he is.

I only know he wants to kill me.

[BUSHES RUSTLING]

Ah!

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I remember her face

so clearly, her eyes and mouth.

She's so beautiful.

And yet, why is she trying to destroy me?

She's leading them against me.

[SCREAMING]

I keep telling myself she's just a girl.

The pressure!

No!

She's the enemy.

I have to kill her.

But she's just a kid.

I can't take it anymore!

[GUNFIRE]

[SOBBING]

[GRUNTS]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I'm a hero.

God, help me.

[SCREAMING]

[GASPS]

[BABY CRYING]

[KETTLE STEAMING]

[BABY CRYING]

[BABY CRYING]

He's hungry.

There's no more food.

There must be something left.

We ate it last night.

You take care of him.

He's too old for that!

[TRAIN SOUNDS AND KETTLE STEAMING]

The toilet's broken.

It won't flush.

Ah, shit.

[SIGH]

[TRAIN SOUNDS]

[BABY FUSSING]

[TRAFFIC NOISES]

I'm sick of this shit.

[BABY FUSSING]

I can't take more of this.

FRANKIE: Much more of what?

This-- living like rats.

I'm starving, the baby's starving.

So?

I'm hungry too.

CATHY: Then do something about it.

What do you me to do?

Get a job.

FRANKIE: There are no jobs. -Look for one!

I am!

It's not just me, it's the whole country.

CATHY: Well, the country manages to eat.

You roam the streets like a zombie.

You're not looking for a job.

You're waiting for the world to end.

Hey, that should be any day now!

CATHY: Go ahead, make jokes, but it's true.

You don't care about us.

You're off on another planet somewhere.

It's not fair.

It's just not fair!

[BABY CRYING]

Get him out of here!

We need a doctor for him.

It's not the way he's always crying.

He never stops.

Hey, I can't afford to feed him,

how am I going to pay a doctor?

Listen to him.

He's your son.

Oh, don't hand me that.

The jury's still out on that one.

Only you could have created this.

FRANKIE: Bullshit!

They said it was inclusive.

Well, what did you expect them to say?

You knew what it was like out there.

You knew what you were exposed to.

You didn't tell me.

Well, what was I going to tell you?

They didn't tell us nothing.

And they wouldn't spray their own men.

Oh, listen to GI Joe.

You know, you picked a great time to start a family.

I could be working.

FRANKIE: And we don't need that kind of money, thank you.

Oh, Mr. Dignity.

You don't mind living in the sewer, though.

Hey, just shut up!

CATHY: We wouldn't be here if you'd call your father.

FRANKIE: I don't have a father.

Oh, cut it out.

You cut it out.

We don't need his kind of money, either.

[BABY CRYING]

We made it this far.

How far?

Look at us!

Look where we are.

We have food, no money, the toilet's broken.

I'll fix the toilet!

Forget the damn toilet!

I'm talking about our future!

We have to start looking forward.

We got to get out of here, and we need help!

Now what happened with him is gone.

It's all in the past.

The past is never gone!

Just remember that!

Are you sure there's no shrapnel in your skull?

[BABY FUSSING]

SOLDIER (VOICEOVER): (YELLING) Frankie!

Frankie!

Come back!

[GUNFIRE]

[WATER DRIPPING]

[BABY MOANING]

CATHY: Do you live in a barn?

[BABY FUSSING]

Hey, we got some milk left.

Taste it.

Hey, why didn't you tell me it was sour?

LANDLORD (VOICEOVER): Occupant, after repeated correspondence,

you have chosen to remain delinquent

concerning your rent.

This situation is no longer tolerable.

And therefore, your lease has been voided.

Vacate the premises by 6:00 PM, or failure to do

so will result in your arrest.

[WATER DRIPPING]

[DRIPPING]

NURSE: How long has he been in captivity, doctor?

Two years.

He's lucky he's not a vegetable.

Not too much physical damage.

He can't remember anything, though.

Look at those marks on his arm.

[DEEP BREATHING]

[BABY FUSSING]

[WHIRRING]

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): She's only after the money.

You hear me?

She's after the money.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): She's my wife!

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): I'm trying to correct that.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I love her! (ECHOING) I love her.

I love her. I love her.

I love her.

Look, he's tried everything he could think of to break us.

And he damn near succeeded.

Well, we'll break without him.

But have you forgotten the things he's done?

I don't want to remember.

Well, I remember.

I can't forget.

He hate us!

And he's make that clear.

And what makes you so sure he'd help us, anyway?

Because, you're his son.

Aw, he never treated me like a son.

Well, you never acted like one.

Well, he never acted like a father.

-You never treated him like one. -Well, he never acted like one.

Look, whatever--

Well, why are taking his side, anyway?

I'm not taking any sides!

I'm just too tired and hungry to care anymore!

I'm tired of not sleeping, tired of not eating.

At least talk to him.

Explain our situation.

Ask for a loan, not a handout.

[SNIFFLING]

Do you know what it would be like calling him for money?

But so much time has passed.

So much has happened since then.

We can forget.

Maybe he's forgotten.

[TRAIN SOUNDS]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): What does she expect me to do?

It's not my fault things are like this.

I mean, what happened?

This isn't supposed to happen here.

[SIGH]

Something fucked up.

[KNOCKING]

[HORN HONKING]

You know, today is one of those days when anything

that can go wrong does.

Ugh!

All right, Frankie.

Huh?

Where you been, huh, fucker?

You've been avoiding me, but now I want my money.

I'm gonna pay, Paco. I swear.

I just need a little more time.

You're goddamn right, you're going to pay me.

What do you want? A broken arm?

Yeah, let's break his arm.

No, Paco, come on.

I swear.

Please, just till tomorrow.

I just need one-- ugh!

Just till tomorrow. [COUGH] I swear, I'll pay you then.

Come on, let me break his fucking arm.

PACO: And where you going to get that kind of money?

Come on, Paco.

You're not going to listen to this shit.

Let him break his arm.

Come here, shit stain.

Eh!

You see the position I'm in?

If I let you get away with shit like this,

I lose the respect of my friends.

And with friends like that, I can't afford to lose respect.

It's always the same with you guys.

You know, you were happy enough to take the money,

but now you got to pay your debts.

I just can't make the vic.

You should have thought about that before!

This ain't no charity.

Now you listen, you get that money.

I don't care how, but you better get it.

And anything that you don't pay off, your wife will work off.

Now you leave my wife out of this.

That little boy of yours ought to bring a nice price

on the open market.

How old is he, a year old?

And still can't sit up?

Yeah, he'd make a great exhibit in a freak show.

You know, they pay extra for retards.

No shit?

Sure!

It's a delicacy to fuck retarded kids.

Top dollar, man.

[CHUCKLING]

You see, Frankie?

We're going to get the money one way or another.

Either you pay, or your family does.

Come on.

Tomorrow, Frankie.

I want the cash tomorrow.

Come on.

[MOANING]

[SIGH]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I could never get the money he wants

by then, and he knows that.

He makes it impossible to pay so he can destroy me.

Well, we'll see, Pricko.

[TRAIN SOUNDS]

[SNIFFING]

[BABY CRYING]

[COUGHING]

Don't move or you're dead!

Frankie!

I didn't know it was you, man.

Mike, what the hell were you doing?

Oh, man, you gotta help me.

I need money, bad.

-I don't have anything. -Anything, man!

You gotta have something. -Look, man.

I got nothing.

My fucking wife's home waiting for me.

She's starving.

I'm fucking going to explode.

I can't take it anymore.

All right, take it easy, Mike. Come on.

Rest a bit.

Oh, no.

I got to move, man.

It hurts less when I'm moving. -All right.

Come on.

That's it, Mike.

Cough it out.

It'll be all right.

I cough, man, there's nothing in my system.

I haven't eaten in three days.

Mike, I thought you kicked that shit.

Yeah, tell me-- tell me about it.

Yeah, I know.

But what do you want me to say?

I mean, look at you.

Hey, look at you.

And who the fuck are you to be telling people how to live?

Hey, look. Do what the fuck you want.

You know, I personally don't give a shit.

Wait!

I-- I didn't mean that, man.

I'm sorry.

Let's-- let's walk.

Maybe-- maybe we'll see somebody.

Just do me a favor.

Don't pull any shit with me around.

MIKE: Have you seen Paco?

Yeah, I just saw him.

He's sure been looking for me.

He's looking for everybody.

He owns everybody.

At least his family does.

You know, he wouldn't be shit if it wasn't for his brother, man.

That's the animal-- animal to avoid.

I never met his brother.

Well, you're lucky.

Keeper, the fucking time of day, man.

He's a real fuck, you know that?

One time-- one time this guy was yelling at his brother,

man-- I don't know.

He got into an accident or something,

ran over his fucking toe.

He wait, there's somebody.

Hey, you want a piece of this, man?

I'll split it with you.

No, Mike.

I'll pass.

You sure?

Mike, it's not the way to do things.

You're going to wind up in jail.

What choices do I have?

I'll take my chances.

I need $100 a day to survive.

Where am I gonna get money like that?

You think I like doing this?

I'm better off in jail.

Mike, if I get any money, I'll give you some.

[BABY CRYING]

[WOMAN SCREAMING]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Sometimes, I

feel like I'm oozing out of my body, like I don't belong here.

And my mind forces me somewhere else.

I can't stop it, because it's so real that I believe it.

I hear it.

I smell it.

I can see it.

[BIRD SOUNDS]

[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

[BOMB WHIRRING]

It's so fucking cold.

Oh, God!

Now I know why they didn't kill me.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Dad?

What?

But what about other people?

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): There are no other people.

There's only room for one at the top, you remember that.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I don't know If I agree with that.

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): Well, you better agree with that,

because that's the way the world is.

(ECHOING) World is, is, is, is.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): But he's my friend.

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): I don't care.

You're not to associate with his kind anymore.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): What's his kind?

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): Oh, cut it out.

You know what I'm talking about.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): You can't judge everybody by their color.

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): And don't tell me how to live.

You're not going to be seen hanging

around with niggers-- (ECHOING) niggers,

niggers, niggers, niggers.

You're being pig-headed.

You could be set for life.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I don't want to be set for life.

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): That's the most

ridiculous thing I ever heard. FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Why?

I don't want to do it.

I don't enjoy it.

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): Who ever said life was enjoyable

(ECHOING) joyable, joyable.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I don't care!

I'm going to marry her.

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): You better care.

She's only after the money.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I don't have any money.

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): She wants my money!

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): That's bullshit!

She loves me.

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): You're a fool

and she's using you-- (ECHOING) using-- using-- using.

Don't you ever talk to me like that!

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Oh, fuck you!

You're not my father.

You never were a father to me.

You're a piece of shit!

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): Don't you ever talk to me like that.

I'll kill you!

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Shut up!

I can no longer tell where one torture ends and the next

begins.

MR. DUNLAN (VOICEOVER): Go ahead!

I'll cut you out of everything.

You'll starve!

I hope--

[BOAT WHISTLE]

What have you got for me, Mike?

Something.

I got something good.

Ah, that's nice.

It makes business so much smoother.

Come on, give me the stuff.

Wait a minute.

Let me see what you're trying to pawn on me.

It's worth at least 100.

100?

Why not 1,000?

Um, no wait, let's make it, uh, 5,000.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

What about a million?

It's worth at least that much, right, asshole?

Yeah, that's it!

It's worth a million. It's at a million.

Shut. Up!

What do you guys provoke him for?

It only make him worse.

This is custom jewelry, Mike.

It's paste.

It's shit!

It's worthless, you understand?

I'll give you 10 bucks for it.

Give him a 60 bag.

No, come on, Paco! I need the 100.

Come on!

I'm good for it, I swear.

Bullshit you are.

I need the 100.

Come on, Paco.

I swear, I'll come back.

I'll get the money.

Come on!

You'll get the 100 when you get back.

No, wait.

Take this.

Take this.

That's worth at least 40 bucks.

I can't accept that.

This is standard police issue, man.

It could be traced anywhere.

What are you trying to do, Mike, pin your crimes on me?

No!

I swear, nothing!

No!

Down.

Look, from now on, with you it's cash on the line

or don't waste my time.

Now take the 60 or nothing.

No, I'll take it, I'll take it.

PACO: You know, Mike, with you there are always problems.

Everyone else is cool.

But with you, there's always a problem.

Do you have any hardware I could use?

You see what I mean?

Want us to inject it for you, too?

How about if I inject it in your fucking face?

Mike, you don't understand.

You're a fucking imbecilic pain in my fucking ass!

Now get the fuck outta my sight!

Did you give him the shit?

Yeah, you bet.

Yo!

We got a line over here.

Get to the end of the line, you silly boob.

I've been waiting here all day.

All right, the next five come over here.

Let's go.

Aw, come on, man!

A bunch of bullshit!

Yo, baby!

You want to take me to Bayon?

[HECKLING]

MIKE: Jerry?

Jerry, Jerry.

-How you doing? -Good.

How are you, man?

You have any 100?

Why do you want to do it, man?

Look, look, look.

You got some shit?

No, no, no. Listen, listen.

Oh, you're full of shit, man.

I'm not full of shit.

Listen to me for a minute.

Listen, I just wa-- I just want to--

You get it off Paco? Because, Paco owes me.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

It's not what you think. It's not what you think.

Listen to me.

Look, look, look, look.

It's for somebody else.

Please, give me some of it, man.

MIKE: Just look at me. It's not for me.

Oh, please! Oh, please!

A little, please? MIKE: Look, no, I can't.

It's not for me.

Come on, look at me, man.

MIKE: No, I know.

Look, I'll back, all right?

You remember when I gave you-- come on!

Paco did me too, man!

Paco owes me.

MIKE: Shut the fuck up!

It's not for me. JERRY: Come on, man.

Just-- -Hands off of me!

It's not for me.

Shut up!

Listen to me.

It's not for me, OK? All right?

Listen, mother fucker, you don't tell me to shut up!

You owe me and I want some of it, all right?

Would you just give me the fucking shit?

Come on! It's not for me!

I swear. I swear.

I'll come back.

JERRY: Even if it's not for you, I can have some of it, Mike.

I don't lie.

I don't fucking lie.

Now give me it, all right!

Shh!

Oh, shh!

[URINATING]

JERRY: Come on, man.

Please, for me. I mean, you guys--

MIKE: I don't have--

JERRY: You guys owe it to me. MIKE: I don't have anything.

It's not for me, man.

You don't believe me. All right?

You OK? All right?

All right? You OK?

Listen--

-Come on, man! -Listen, listen.

I wouldn't do this to you.

I would do it.

It's not-- it's not for me, all right?

Now stay here. -No!

I"ll be back.

No, you can--

I'll come back! Leave me alone!

Give me-- give me a little pinch before you leave.

Let me go! I'll come back, I told you.

Now stay here, all right?

Stay here.

Stay here, I'll come back, I promise.

All right?

OK.

You better come back, Mike!

You better come back!

Yo!

We got a line over here.

You want me to get on the end of the line, huh, Mr. Security?

Look, pal.

I don't get paid enough to take shit off you.

You want in, you get to the end.

MAN: Back of the line, fella.

Nice, call.

Back of the line!

All right, four more.

What do you mean four more?

All day it's been five.

[GRUMBLING]

Come on!

Aw!

You say they ain't got no check?

I can't stand this.

I'm going back to Bellevue.

All right, five more.

[HECKLING]

[HEAVY BREATHING]

[MOANING]

[MOANS]

Ugh!

[BUZZER]

--[SIGH] Doesn't look any better today, Frankie.

There's nothing here for you.

Uh, some computer jobs.

An engineering apprenticeship.

I'll take it.

You can't.

They want experience.

You don't have the skill, that's just the problem.

You don't have any skill.

Isn't there anything else?

Check again.

[DISTANT SIRENS]

[SIGH]

Knife is hot, Frankie.

And because it is hot, I am compelled to remove my jacket.

The waiting list for manual labor is still two weeks long.

Why don't you go back to school, learn a trade?

I got a family to support.

And all of their programs have been cut.

What do they expect me to do?

I'm sorry.

I know.

Hey, Ray.

Did you see my Veg-O-Matic?

No, I didn't touch it.

Jesus Christ.

There's nothing I can do.

You can keep trying to come here,

or you could go to welfare.

But I doubt they'll do anything, because they're cutting back.

I don't know what else to tell ya.

Tell me some good news.

It's 1:30.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I can't tell how long I've been here.

days or years.

I'm not conscious long enough to get my time oriented.

I've forgot what it feels like to be home.

All right, fuck-face.

Are you gonna talk or you gonna die?

I don't know anything. I was lost!

I was running! -Bullshit!

What happened in the village?

I don't know.

I-- I can't remember.

Yeah, well, try and remember.

-I can't! -Try harder!

I can't, I tell ya.

I don't remember!

[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

I don't know anything!

[VIETNAMESE]

Try and remember.

Just tell me what happened.

[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

I don't know!

I didn't do anything.

I didn't kill anybody!

Aw, if you didn't kill anybody, you wouldn't be here.

Look, this isn't a golf course.

You're just making it hard on yourself.

Hey, whose side are you on?

Oh, fuck.

Don't be a fool.

Man, it wasn't enough to kill them, you had to mutilate 'em.

FRANKIE: No!

My wife was in that village!

No!

They were slaughtered when we got there.

What do you mean?

Before I knew what happened, the whole fucking squad

went crazy.

Crazy?

Yeah, crazy.

How did they go crazy?

I don't know!

But you said they were already dead.

How did they die before you got there?

You've got to remember.

Who killed them?

Your friends?

You?

No!

Then who?

FRANKIE: I don't know.

Yeah, and they slaughtered themselves.

I can't remember.

I don't know.

No!

Oh!

[SOBBING]

[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Ow! Ow!

Leave him alone.

Leave him alone!

Ow!

Agh!

Mike!

Mike!

Mike!

Mike?

Mike!

[BABY CRYING]

Damn it!

Shit!

[DOG SNARLING]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): How could I ever call him?

He was right about her, he was right about everything.

And she expects him to welcome us with open arms.

What?

He'll rub it in my face.

And I've taken enough abuse for one day.

I could never call him.

He probably thinks I'm dead.

[WIND BLOWING]

[COINS DROPPING IN PHONE]

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

FRANKIE (ON PHONE): Hello, let me speak to Mr. Dunlan.

Who's calling, please.

FRANKIE (ON PHONE): Tell him it's a personal matter.

One second, please.

What does he mean, personal business?

I don't have any personal business.

I don't know.

That's what he said.

Probably just another collection agency.

Call me when you're through.

[COUGH]

Hello.

FRANKIE (ON PHONE): Hello, Dad?

Who is this?

This is Frankie.

MR. DUNLAN (ON PHONE): Frankie who?

Your son, Frankie.

Who is this?

Dad, it's me.

What is this?

Some sort of a joke?

My son is dead.

He died in Saigon.

FRANKIE (ON PHONE): They thought I was dead.

I was only separated from my squad and taken prisoner.

No, it can't be.

FRANKIE (ON PHONE): It is, Dad.

After my release I was committed to a hospital for three years.

What's that?

It's morphine.

It will help relieve the pain.

But I'm not in any pain.

Well, then it's doing its job, isn't it?

But I'm OK now.

I have a certificate from the government.

But they never found my body.

I know you recognize my voice.

They say your body was destroyed in a massacre.

FRANKIE (ON PHONE): It wouldn't be

the first time they were wrong.

Come on, Dad.

You know it's me.

Why, after all these years, come back to haunt me?

I'm not here to haunt you.

It's hard to explain.

I need help.

We can't make it out here.

I've been out of work for four months,

we have no food, no anything.

We're being thrown into the street.

MR. DUNLAN (ON PHONE): We?

Are you still with Cathy?

Yeah, surprised?

MR. DUNLAN (ON PHONE): No.

We have a baby.

A one-year-old boy.

We're expecting another in three months.

MR. DUNLAN (ON PHONE): Frankie, I'm sorry for what

happened between us.

FRANKIE (ON PHONE): Forget it, Dad.

MR. DUNLAN: We were both so stubborn.

FRANKIE (ON PHONE): It doesn't matter any more.

What matters is-- is that I need some money.

MR. DUNLAN: I can't help you.

FRANKIE (ON PHONE): I'll take anything.

No, you don't understand.

I've lost everything-- the business,

my savings, and now my health.

FRANKIE (ON PHONE): What?

But how?

I'm waiting to die.

Everything around me is dead-- your mother, you.

Soon me.

FRANKIE (ON PHONE): Dad, I need to talk to you once in a while.

Frankie, there's-- there's nothing I can do for you.

I don't have any money or position.

And I don't think I could face the past anymore.

There's too much time between us, and too much pain.

I don't want to go back.

FRANKIE (ON PHONE): I go back every day, Dad.

Hymie.

Hymie!

[CRYING]

Oh, no!

[CRYING]

[TRAFFIC NOISE]

MAN: Say you're sorry.

WOMAN: Now you cut it out!

You hear me?

I want the both of yous to stay here,

and none of this fighting.

Now yous be good.

Just cut it out!

That's it.

-No, you are. -You are!

You are!

You're a big, fat liar!

-No, you are. -You are!

You are.

Shut up!

Shut up, you little bitch.

You're a bitch!

-You are. -Big fat liar!

Big fat liar!

Shut up!

Girls, girls.

Calm down.

You shouldn't be screaming like that in streets.

Now what's the matter?

Big fat baby!

I am not.

Are too.

Am not.

You are too.

GIRL: You are, bitch!

Nah, nah. Big fat liar.

Big fat liar. Big fat liar.

Big fat liar.

Shut up!

She's a big fat baby!

Shut up!

Hey, come now.

That's not nice.

GIRL: Nah, nah. Big fat liar.

Big fat liar.

Big fat liar.

Big fat liar.

That's no way to behave.

GIRL: So what?

Hey, mister, you want a date?

Do I want a date?

[HORN HONKING] Cut it out.

Come here.

Sit down.

Here, watch this.

[HONK]

How do you do that?

Oh, it takes years of practice and about four years

of college.

It does not.

Where's your parents?

I don't know.

Well, who do you live with?

A lot of people.

Where?

All over.

What do you mean all over?

Well, wherever Paco takes me is where I live.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I should have

known he was tied up in this.

Wherever the shit smells the worst he usually turns up.

She's so young.

She's just a kid.

What are you doing with that girl?

What are you doing with that girl?

Nothing.

You trying to take her for free?

Get your hands off me, pig.

You trying to take her for free?

I told you not to leave them alone.

I ain't their mother.

I can't constantly watch them and do my own clients.

Why don't you get a babysitter or something for them?

You can't expect me to--

Shut up, bitch!

When I want a song and dance, I'll get that Gene Kelly.

Who's Gene Kelly?

You go suck my ass.

Come back here, bitch!

Can I suck your--

I said come back here.

Absolutely not.

Go after her.

GIRL: Why not?

Now, if you want that little girl,

it will cost you 50 bucks.

Do you have any idea what you're doing to that kid?

Look, I do what I'm told to.

You know who to complain to.

But how do you live with yourself?

Just tell me that.

Hey, get the fuck out of here, man.

I catch you around again, I'll pop your head off.

[TRAFFIC NOISE]

[BABY CRYING]

WOMAN (ON TV): Leave me alone.

MAN (ON TV): Not till I find out what's the matter with you

and find some way to help you.

WOMAN (ON TV): The only way you can

help me is to leave me alone.

Can't you understand?

Isn't it plain enough?

I cannot bear to be handled!

MAN (ON TV): By anybody, or just me?

WOMAN (ON TV): You-- men.

I didn't want to get married.

It's degrading, it's animal.

Anyway, I was doing all right the way I was.

MAN (ON TV): I wouldn't say that, Marnie.

WOMAN (ON TV): Let's take another look--

MAN (ON TV): --at one's ears.

MAN (ON TV): --then coming to Hollywood.

MAN (ON TV): --stunning law firm.

MAN (ON TV): I am-- WOMAN (ON TV): Why should I?

MAN (ON TV): --from all the people.

MARCIA (ON TV): But what about the baby?

JOHN (ON TV): Oh, Marcia!

MARCIA (ON TV): Oh, John!

JOHN (ON TV): Oh, Marcia!

MARCIA (ON TV): Oh, John!

JOHN (ON TV): Marcia!

MARCIA (ON TV): Oh, John!

JOHN (ON TV): Marcia!

Marcia!

MARCIA (ON TV): John! John!

JOHN (ON TV): Marcia! Marcia!

Marcia! MARCIA (ON TV): Oh, John!

John! John!

JOHN (ON TV): Marcia!

MARCIA (ON TV): John!

JOHN (ON TV): Oh, Marcia!

Marcia! Marcia!

Marcia!

MARCIA (ON TV): Oh!

Oh, John!

Oh, John! Oh, John!

John! John!

John! John!

JOHN (ON TV): Oh, Marcia! Marcia!

MARCIA (ON TV): Oh, John!

JOHN (ON TV): Oh, Marcia!

MARCIA (ON TV): Oh, John!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh, John!

Oh, John!

Oh!

[BRAKES SQUEALING]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Maggots!

They're starting to hatch!

And as long as I'm bleeding, the flies will be attracted to me

and lay their eggs.

They're hatching!

[SCREAMING]

They're eating me alive!

Agh!

I can't go home empty-handed, not tonight.

Mike was right.

Sometimes you're better off in jail.

[HORN HONKING]

Ugh!

Help!

Help!

Whoa!

Let's get him!

WOMAN: Help!

All right, that's enough.

Don't kill him yet.

Oh, yeah?

He didn't break your fucking glasses!

I said, that's enough!

Frankie.

Frankie, you shouldn't resort to crime.

That's no way to solve society's problems.

You know, since this is stolen money,

I can't even put it towards your debt.

That'll teach you to be a fucking criminal.

Shit, man.

What the fuck was in that bag?

PACO: What are you talking about?

LABO: Come on, man.

When it hit me it felt like a ton of bricks.

PACO: Well, there's nothing in here now.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Right at that moment

I knew what had to be done.

It was all coming back to me.

A revelation that hit me like a bullet.

PACO: Bullets.

This chick was armed.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I felt a tremendous power

surging through my veins.

Where's the gun?

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I have now become god.

[SNICKERING]

Holy shit.

It's not loaded, man.

It can't be.

We got the bullets.

Drop it or you're dead.

Ugh!

Ugh!

Frankie, look.

I'll make a deal, see?

I won't tell the other-- the cops about the other guys.

OK?

Look, and-- and-- and you don't owe me any money, either.

All right? Here.

Here, take what I got, huh?

Come on, put it down.

Don't kill me.

No!

No!

[SCREAMS]

Goodbye, Paco.

Ugh!

[WHIMPERING]

No!

[WHIMPERING] Don't shoot.

Please, don't shoot.

[SOBBING]

[SIRENS]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): We marched into their village

after three days of intense fighting.

Our casualty rate was enormous.

We were expecting an ambush, but everyone was

dead in front of their huts.

They had killed themselves, the women and children, too.

Then we were ordered to pump rounds of ammo

into the dead bodies to scare the VC.

And so we did-- M-16s, pistols, everything.

The whole fucking squad just went crazy.

Bodies were butchered till they looked like piles of meat.

My friends became animals.

They began to enjoy it.

I knew I had to get out or I'd become one of them.

So I started running.

They called me a deserter, but was I deserting?

I had never understood what it was, what it meant.

But now it was so clear.

You see, they wanted no part of us

and took their own way out, together.

Their wives wouldn't be raped, nor the children

tortured and mutilated.

They cheated us.

Oh, yes, they did.

They were the survivors.

It was getting clearer all the time.

The war is not over.

The battlefield may have changed,

but the war is not over.

And you were right, Dad.

Your son died in Saigon.

But now I've got to save my family.

MAN (ON TV): Quick, in here. We'll be safe.

[BABY CRYING]

WOMAN (ON TV): I can't bear it. MAN (ON TV): I'm all right.

How are you? Are you OK?

That thing, whatever it is, it killed Bob and Carol.

WOMAN (ON TV): Where's Ted and Alice?

MAN (ON TV): I don't know.

I thought you were them.

MAN (ON TV): Well, I'm not Ted.

WOMAN (ON TV): And I'm not Alice.

MAN (ON TV): They must still be inside.

MAN (ON TV): Oh! MAN (ON TV): But, Professor!

Professor, come over here.

It's safe.

Quick, Professor, get in.

WOMAN (ON TV): Professor, how could he still

be alive after all these years?

MAN (ON TV): Yeah, yeah.

How is that possible?

MAN (ON TV): Oh, I have a theory about this.

Long ago, these creatures that inhabited the earth

had visions of Utopia.

And these visions led them to an unrealistic social--

MAN (ON TV): Wait!

I think I hear something.

WOMAN (ON TV): Oh, my god!

[SCREAMS]

MAN (ON TV): Quick, get away!

WOMAN (ON TV): Oh!

MAN (ON TV): Professor!

WOMAN (ON TV): Oh, look at his face!

MAN (ON TV): He's so ugly!

WOMAN (ON TV): Oh!

MAN (ON TV): Get me the police!

[WOMAN SCREAMING]

WOMAN (ON TV): Oh, my god!

So now we're being thrown out.

[BABY CRYING]

What happened?

God!

What were you?

In a fight?

Did you get a job?

Did you call your father?

What did you do today?

And what's the matter with you?

FRANKIE: Nothing.

Well, where have you been?

FRANKIE: In the jungle.

You know, I think you're really cracking up.

You are going crazy.

Where are we gonna live?

What are we gonna eat?

What are we gonna do?

[BABY CRYING]

Aw, my stomach hurts.

[BABY CRYING]

I can't take this anymore.

Shut up!

Shut up, damn you, shut up!

Why the hell don't you do something?

All you do is sit by and watch us suffer!

[BABY FUSSING]

[BABY FUSSING]

[TRAIN SOUNDS]

[MAN LAUGHING ON TV]

MAN (ON TV): What do you take me for, Frankie?

Huh?

You think I'm one of them out there.

You think you can tell me your story and I'll believe it.

Well, bullshit, mother fucker!

You're a fucking liar, Frankie.

The only massacre you saw was the one you started.

You were the one who went crazy, not your squad.

You flipped out and shot everybody.

Even your own men!

[SCREAMS]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): He's right.

It's true.

[GUNFIRE AND SCREAMS]

OFFICER: Who's firing?

I didn't give the command to fire!

SOLDIER: It was Dunlan, sir.

He's gone crazy!

He's just shot Gomez.

OFFICER: Dunlan!

Dunlan, cease fire! SOLDIER: Frankie!

OFFICER: Dunlan! SOLDIER: No!

OFFICER: Drop it!

Dunlan, no!

[SCREAMS]

SOLDIER: Frankie!

Frankie, come back!

You're going the wrong way!

[WATER DRIPPING]

[BABY CRYING]

[GUNSHOT]

[FLOOR CREAKING]

Cathy, I love you.

What?

[GURGLING]

Die!

Die, damn it!

It's not supposed to be like this!

[BABY CRYING]

[GAS IGNITING]

[WATER DRIPPING]

[KNOCKING]

OFFICER: Open up in there, this is the police.

I said, open up in there, this is the police.

Ah!

[DOOR OPENING]

OFFICER: There's something blocking the door.

Oh, my god!

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I go back there

every night, without fail.

[MUSIC PLAYING]