All language subtitles for Boulevard Nights

[dog barking]

[child crying]

Hey, Petey, don't put
your paws on me.

Come on.

- Gimme my brew.
- Yeah, this is for you.

Right.

- Hey, where are we going?
- You'll see.

- Ah, man keep up, dude.
- Trying, yes, I'm trying.

Slow down.

The problem is
you got short legs.

Oh! Come on.
Short legs, nothing.

You lyin' son of a..

[train horn blaring]

[chattering continues]

Come on.

[upbeat music]

Hey, you didn't say
we were coming here, man.

Come on,don't..
What're you? A two-bit chavala?

This isn't our territory.

Hey, don't be a big cabron.
Do you wanna come with me?

Fine, man, goodbye.

Ah, man, you're crazy.

Ese,we don'tbelong here.

Why don't you go home,
you bitch chavala.

Hey, I think
I hear something.

[dog barking]

Look, I'll see
you later man.

[dramatic music]

[hissing]

[people laughing]

What you doin', vato?

Chuco, the big V.G.V.

[speaking in Spanish]

Where are you from?

[speaking in foreign language]

You from that chicken shit
11th street?

Where you going, puto?

That bastard..

Turn him around.
turn him around, come on.

[grunting]

[indistinct shouting]

[male #1]
Fuckin' puto!

Hey, lighten up, boys.

Hey, man, what are
you doing here?

Cool it, ese.

[panting]

Get outta here.

Go on.

Vato,it was bad.

I know it was bad.

It was like..

...boom! Boom!

[male #2]
'Oh, and fuckin'
11th street was down.'

[indistinct chattering]

[male #3]
Alright, vamanos.

[paint canister hissing]

Chuco, vamanos.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chattering]

[male #4]
'You should've seen the look on
his face. He was so scared.'

[rooster crowing]

[male #3]
'Three.'

'Four.'

Five.Chuco!

Six. Get your ass up, man.

Seven.Chuco!

[Chuco]
'Okay, I'm up.'

Eight.

Get dressed, man.

Which ones are the ones
for the arm muscles?

Biceps, ese,curls.

Oh, yeah. I forget
what's for what.

Well, I'll tell you again
tomorrow, now get dressed.

Raymond.

Chuco's gonna be late.

He'll do fine, ma.

At least, make sure
he looks good, huh?

Okay, okay.

Eh, when you gonna have
that checked, huh?

And pay money to hear
I can't bend down, hmm?

Hey, hey! I want you to
have it checked, alright?

Come on, come on,
I want you to sit down.

- Come on, sit down.
- They'll be here in a minute.

Come, sit down.

Let me lay a little
magic on you.

Alright.

Ha ha ha.

Aah.

- Better?
- Better.

Okay, now, you're cool
for the rest of the day.

[vehicle honking]

[speaking Spanish]

Good luck with Chuco. Hmm?

[Raymond]
Ma. Don't worry.

[speakingSpanish]

Hey, negrito.
Are you my friend?

[cawing]

Are you my friend, negrito?

[cawing]

Hey, I was waiting
for you outside, coronel.

Come on, Chuco,
leave the bird alone.

[engine cranking]

[Raymond groans]

[male 5]
Say, Raymond.

Forget the band, man.

- What's wrong with the band?
- Nothin'.

Except you have
such a fine hair cut

be a shame to
mess it up, right?

Alright, just be cool.
Just be cool.

[speaking in Spanish]

Come on, Brian.
Take her back.

I'll see you later, huh?

Your brother says
you could use a job.

You know anything
about cars?

You're looking for a
part-time job or full time?

Don't matter.

Well, are you free full time,
or are you going to school?

Hey, Gil, w-we talked
about that, man.

[speaking in Spanish]

Chuco..

...are you going
to school?

[Gil]
'Dropped out?'

What made you drop out?

It was a...little fight in
the cafeteria during lunch.

I wasn't in it but I
took out my fileroin case

and the principal dude
busted me for it.

You always carry
a filerowith you?

Have it with you now?

Let me see it.

[clicks]

I have an opening
for a full-time man.

'Job pays $2.85 an hour.'

'You want it? It's yours.'

- 'Do you want it?'
- Yeah.

Raymond will
get you started.

Orale,welcome.

Chuco.

That thing...doesn't come
in here, you understand?

[Gil]
Okay.

You're the only dude I know
who'd go in for an interview..

Orale,Manny.Pull outa knife on the boss

and still get
the fuckin' job.

Now, who's got magic, huh?

[car cranking]

[Raymond]
'If it doesn't work
the first time'

'you just gotta play
with it a little.'

You gotta play with it until
you get the right tuck.

Gotta get a real
tight tuck.

I wish I could get myself
a tight tuck once in a while.

- Chuco, what do you think?
- I don't know.

What do you mean,
you don't know?

- How doesn't he know?
- Get me the stapler?

Give him the stapler.

Here.

Alright.

[stapler gun clicking]

[pop music]

[The Tokens singing
"Tonight Tonight"]

♪ Tonight, tonight

♪ What I'd give
if I could hear ♪

♪ The three little words

Great, Chuco.

♪ Just whisper, shh, I love you
and will eternally ♪

[pop music]

Raymond.

He's been ironing the same
shirt for half an hour.

Look, it's Friday night

he wants to look sharp
for the boulevard.

'I'm afraid he'll wear it out
before he even puts it on.'

Mejo,how is he doing?
Does Gil like him?

How many times do
I have to tell you? Sure.

He did real fine this week.

♪ Well, if my wish
could come true ♪

♪ Until our life is through

Come on, Chuco, hurry up,
we gotta pick up Shady.

♪ To have to hold and to love

♪ Tonight, tonight
May it never reach an end ♪

Oh, goodbye, mum.
I'll be home early, I promise.

Early, huh.

[child wailing]

Hi.

- Oh, somebody is looking fine.
- Thank you.

No, no, no,
I just put on lipstick.

Hey, forget that.
Come here.

[Raymond moaning]

Hmm, strawberry.
That's my baby.

You like that one, huh?

Raymond..

...I didn't get all dressed up
to cruise the boulevard.

Hey, just for a while.
Chuco's car is busted

and I told him I'd drop
him off, huh. Come on.

Hey, coronel,let Shady
have shotgun, man.

Hi, Chuco.

[whirring]

[engine roaring]

[peppy music]

[music continues]

[motorbike engines revving]

[indistinct chattering]

[speaking in Spanish]

Hey, I think it's Chuco, man.

[speaking in Spanish]

Orale,ese, I'm gonnacruise with them.

Hey, come on. Stay with
us for a while, man.

Let me see what
they gonna be doing?

Alright.

Come on, ese!

Chuco.

[speaking in Spanish]

[vehicles honking]

[shouting in Spanish]

[upbeat music]

[all talking indistinctly]

One of those is
the fucking dudes, eh?

Let's follow 'em, ese.
Let's go, man.

- Yeah, man.
- Okay, let's go.

Yeah, you don't do that
to 11th Street, man.

[speaking in Spanish]

[people chattering indistinctly]

[man whistles]

[male #6]
'Hey, you got your bread, man?
You got your money ready?'

'Come on, let's see it.
There he is, right there.'

Come on, Raymond. I wanted
to get off the boulevard

and go to the restaurant.

Shady, let me party
down a while.

Watch.

[upbeat music continues]

Hey, Junior,
how you doing, ese?

- Alright and you?
- We ready for it,homes?

Hey, Raymond.
How're you doing?

- Come on, lay it out, man.
- How're you doing, baby.

- Me, alright.
- You'll stay for the hop?

[music continues]

- Let's go, gentlemen.
- Alright.

It's in the bag.

[male #7]
'Alright, it's hoppin' time.'

[people muttering]

Alright, move 'em out.

[male #8]
'You, my man.
Step back, let's go.'

'Alright, we'll
get him ready.'

[Raymond]
'I'm right behind you, Junior.'

- Hey.
- Yeah, take your money.

[Raymond]
'Ernie, time to
get down, man.'

It's not getting down,
it's getting up

you got to worry about.

You ready to get
whooped or what?

He ain't around.

Just shut the door tight,
so it don't rattle, huh?

Hey, just give me
five minutes.

[people chattering]

[male #9]
'Alright, let's go.

'You ready, hommes?'

Drivers like to ready.

One.

'Two.'

Three.

Hit it!

[crowd cheering]

It's Raymond!

[crowd cheering]

Hey.

Whoo-hoo!

[speaking indistinctly]

Hey, Junior,
nice to meet you.

You're the magic man, huh?

Hey, what happened to Shady?

Hey, Raymond, show these dudes
how we got these hydraulics--

- Go ahead and check them out.
- Yeah, look at this.

[Ernie]
'Alright, come on,
come on. Look at this.'

[crowd exclaiming]

How can anyone
ever overdo that?

You gotta learn.

[car honking]

Shady.

Hey, you gonna walk all
the way home by yourself, huh?

Get out of my way.

Do that again.
I'm a man, I can take it.

Why don't you go play
with your boyfriends?

Hey, watch it.

Alright.

Where do you wanna go?
I'll take you.

Don't.

Look, we can go somewhere
quiet where we can talk.

You don't want
to hear it.

[engines revving]

[speaking indistinctly]

Hey, let's rattle, hommes.

Hey, that's the
home girl, Juni, man.

Hey, Juni. You one
of them home girls?

[speaking in Spanish]

Let's see if they want to
cruise with us for a while.

Hey, who are those dudes
in the '53?

Hey, what are you lookin' at?

Who the fuck you tryin'
to mad dog, ese?

One one 11th Street, ranker.

We're V.G.V.

[shouting]

[cars honking]

[crowd shouting]

Raymond.

Raymond.

Eleventh Street and V.G.V.
are getting it on

four blocks up the boulevard.

Fuckin' Chuco.

Shady, stay with Ernie.

- 'Ray..'
- Stay there.

[jazz music]

[horn blaring]

[music continues]

[sirens wailing]

[jazz music continues]

Come on.

[horns blaring]

[male #10]
'Alright, you in the corner.
What's going on?'

Get the hell
outta here. Go on!

[horns blaring]

[police sirens wailing]

Move over.

[horn blaring]

Get on this side.

You guys in the van
Step over.

[male cop]
Alright, move on.

[car revving]

[male announcer]
'Everybody off the boulevard.'

[male police officer]
Clear the boulevard.

Ow!

I cut it on a van.

Hey, watch it.

Fix it yourself then.

Hey, what..

What's the matter?

At least, we're somewhere
quiet where we can talk.

God, you don't take anything
serious do you, Raymond?

Do you know that we've
been going together

for three and half years

and we're still cruisin'?
You're still at the car shop.

Oh, we talk a lot
about gettin' married

but nothin' happens.

Well..

If you have it so bad,
then why don't you split?

[sighs]

You know why.

Oh, I know why,
but I wanna hear it.

Oh.

[telephone rings]

[Shady]
You know, I talked
to my boss about you.

He says there's a good job
in a factory in Montebello.

What are you saying?

You ain't nothing unless
you've a fuckin' office

and a suit and
all that shit.

I don't need
to hear that.

- Chuco just called.
- Yeah, where is he?

He got arrested.

'You said you would
look out for him, Raymond.'

[sighs]

Ma, don't worry.
We'll pick him up.

I'll go get dressed.

Raymond, after you
take me home tonight..

...I don't think we better
see each other anymore.

Avila.

Chuco Avila.

[female on P.A.]
'Sergeant O'Harris,
please come..'

[telephone ringing]

Come on come on,
let's go.

Big V.G.V.

Yeah, big V.G.V.
Come on.

[bell buzzing]

- V.G.V., huh?
- That's right. The big V.G.V.

Yeah, everybody big V.G.V,
11th Street, and anybody else.

You're all the same.
Everybody's big.

Not as big as
the big V.G.V.

Come on, go in and
change your clothing.

[female on P.A.]
'Officer Morales, please
come to detention 2'

'We need some translation.'

[bell buzzing]

[female #1]
'Yeah, somebody will be
right with you.'

[male #11]
He's been waiting
for 2 hours.

- You're the brother?
- Yeah.

Alright, sign here.

[telephone ringing]

You better talk to this kid
before he finds his ass

in the pen with the
rest of his buddies.

[bell buzzing]

What's the matter
with you, man?

It was a fuckin'
cop, ese.

So what?
He's right.

[bell buzzing]

[car revving]

Ma, I just
want to say--

[speaking in Spanish]

[door creaks]

[dog barking]

[dog continues barking]

[crow cawing]

[cawing continues]

What happened tonight?

Eleventh Street started it.

Cops let us go.
They don't know who did what.

Does 11th think you
stabbed their home boy?

That don't matter, does it?

[melancholic music]

[sighs]

Come on, it's late.

[cawing]

[jazz music]

[indistinct chatter]

- Don't believe it.
- I won't.

Didn't you say you were
waiting for her?

[telephone ringing]

- What are you doin' here?
- I thought I'd come by.

Oh, this is my friend, Raymond.
My boss, Mr. Werner.

So you're Raymond. Denise
is always talking about you.

Don't take too long.
I'm going to need that letter.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Is something wrong?
- I just decided to come down.

Uh...who was that guy?

I just told you,
my boss.

- I want to see you tonight.
- No.

Raymond, I got to
get back to work.

Shady. I'm asking
you just tonight.

Okay.

Mejo,how did thingsgo today at work?

Chuco did fine, ma.

[speaking in Spanish]

[chuckles]

Ciao,ma.

[speaking in Spanish]

I wouldn't be taking you
out all these years

if I didn't love you, if-if I
wasn't serious enough about you.

Now, I know you think
I don't show it

but I don't know
any other way.

I work in a car shop.

I like to cruise on
the boulevard on weekends.

I like cars.

And I'm going to open
my own shop one of these days.

I may not be good enough
for you, Shady.

but I sure the
hell am gonna try.

Because I know what I want.

I want us to be together.

I love you.

That's all there is to it.

So I was thinkin'..

...I think we ought
to get married.

Oh, wait a minute.

Shouldn't we talk about this
first. I think we should--

You don't have to say
anything right now.

Just take your time.
I mean you got an hour.

[chuckles]

Um..

Oh, Raymond, we've been
together a long time, huh.

What are we doing here?

You hate this
kind of place.

[speaking in Spanish]

- An apple pie
- Apple pie.

- And shake. Strawberry.
- Okay.

- Sure you don't want anything?
- No.

[laughs]
You're crazy.

Yeah, I'm hungry too.

Oh.

That's fast, huh.

[speaking in Spanish]

[Shady laughing]

You know, you don't know
what you're missing.

They make the best burritos
in the world here.

Oh, really?

If this is your idea of a night
out, we're in trouble, ain't we?

Check the view
out at the sea.

[indistinct chatter]

[chattering continues]

Hey, vato.

Vato,what's the matter?

Who did it?

Eleventh Street, ese.

Putosfucked me up, huh.

Goddamn it.
That's it, let's go.

[indistinct chatter]

[jazz music]

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

Looks like no one's home.

[door opens]

Kimmy, you home?

Kimmy?

[sighs]

It's just a little girl, man.

- Who are you?
- Where'd Kimmy go?

- Is he with his home boys?
- I don't know.

I'll give you a quarter if you
give your brother a message.

- A quarter?
- Put out your hand.

[female #2]
'Rosa?'

What you got to do is..

...first close your hand.

When your brother comes home,
you just go like this.

Just tell him they said..

"...Hi."

- You got it?
- 'Rosa'

How can you open the door for
people you don't even know?

- Try it once.
- They said..."Hi".

[dramatic music]

[people laughing]

[male #12]
'They said, they said'

[all]
"Hi."

[laughing]

Alright.

[dramatic music]

[laughing]

[music continues]

[gun hammer clicks]

Oh, shit.

[laughing]

What the fuck
are you doin', man?

'Are you trying to blow
my mind or what?'

Where did you
get this from?

Uh.

A dude.

I thought you told me
you didn't have one.

So I lied.

[laughs]

What do you want?

We just got fucked up
on some dust, that's all.

What did you do tonight?

[chuckles]

Nothin'.

What the hell am I gonna
do with you, man?

I don't know, man.
I'm sorry I'm..

Me and Shady are gonna
get married, Chuco.

[murmurs]

Goodnight, cabranito.

- Hey, Richie.
- Shady, lover-boy's here.

That's enough, Richie.
Come in, come in, Raymond.

Oh, I'm sohappy.

I'm gonna make you and Denise
a beautiful ball ever

with-with bridesmaids
and flowers--

Don't bother him
with flowers.

When does a man care
about flowers?

Mr. Landeros.

- So you two finally decided?
- Well, yes, sir. I guess so.

Good. It's about time.
And you start a family, huh.

- Yes, sir.
- Good morning.

- Oh, hi.
- Papa, see you later.

He's gonna have
his own shop.

- Denise told me.
- Oh, come on.

We need to go.
I'm gonna be late.

- Adios.
- Yeah, adios.

- 'Bye.'
- Bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

I got to run now,
okay? I'm late.

I've got to go work.
I'll see you later.

Bye-bye.

Chuco.

Chuco, you're back there?

[jazz music]

[all laughing]

Chavo,chavo,
give him the other one.

[music continues]

Check it out.

It's my turn.

Hey, which one you like?

Gold is like
heaven, man.

- It's so much--
- Orale

the way I see it..

...the gold is bad.

But...the white is better.

This honky shit is it.

[indistinct chattering]

- Hey!
- What's happening, Raymond.

[jazz music]

Don't push me, man.

- Hey! Lighten up, boy.
- Stay cool, brother.

[male #13]
'Say, what's the
matter with Raymond.'

Sometimes, it's like he's
got a stick up his ass.

Go on.

You look pissed, man.

You got paint
on your nose.

Just tell Gil
you overslept.

[Gil]
And I told you to
bring them in yesterday.

It costs you $12.50
for the labor.

Yeah, I gotta also check
and see if I can get..

[Gil speaking indistinctly]

[Chuco]
Hey, I'm sorry, man.
I'm late.

Well, welcome back.

- You checked the windows?
- Check 'em for what?

See if they go
up and down.

Did you oil this?

Shit! Now, we gotta do the whole
fucking thing all over again.

You know, I can't remember shit.

You ain't gonna remember nothing
with that paint in your head.

- Shit.
- You shouldn't hit me, man.

You should never do that in
front of the homeboys and all.

I don't care what the fuck
it is. Don't ever hit me.

Can you see?

That's my neighbor, man.

He's only my neighbor, man.

I better talk to that
veteranoHector, man.

He told me he could get me
some good quetes,cheap too.

- Are they even coming, ese?
- They gonna come fast and hard.

That's right, ese.

Who-who gives a fuck
if they do?

Alright, alright. Hey,
you really one of us, ain't you?

You're my camarada.

Hey, tomorrow, we go down
to see old man Diaz, alright?

And I pay!

Here, ese,
hold these, man.

[all shouting]

[indistinct chattering]

Hey, oh!
That's it.

Watch a man do it, eh?

[male #13]
'No one does it
like Big Happy, eh?'

[upbeat music]

[male #14]
Vato,talk to me.

You're finally
gonna do it, eh?

Hey, old man, Diaz
How you doing?

- Hey.
- What do you want?

A tattoo for my friend, man.

It's his first time, too.

And do good job like the
peacock you did me, man.

Alright, sit down.

Aye, what do you want?

[hissing]

[laughing]

[laughing]

This guy will do it, man.
He's good, huh?

[Diaz continues laughing]

[speaking in Spanish]

[Shady laughing]

- Well, did you like it?
- Yeah.

- You don't like it, do you?
- I do.

- I can tell you don't.
- Oh, come on, Shady.

I just can't think of
anything right now.

Hey, why-why don't you..

...and I go The Olympian?

Hmm?

Let's go.

Oh! Why didn't you
get number 12?

Somebody has already got it.

Well, I guess they all
look the same anyway.

You know when you first
brought me here

You know, I was so scared,
I almost fainted.

- Hey, you were scared too.
- Me?

You don't remember, do you?

Probably, it wasn't
anything to you.

[melodic music]

Remember, the first time
I saw you at school

I said to myself..

Umm-hmm.

From another barrio
and everything.

Proud lady.

You were the one
who played hard to get.

Me? You gotta be kidding.

No. You got every girl
running after you.

And you knew it, too.

Mr. Magic Man.

Yeah, I was real bad.

Hey, what's the matter?

I knew when to get out.

I don't know about Chuco.

'I'm doin' all I can.'

But the shit's comin' down

and he's gonna be right
in the middle of it all.

But you're not in it.

No, I'm not a choloanymore.

But that doesn't mean
I'm not gonna back him up.

Let's go.

I'm not in the mood anymore.

You know, I'm more scared
being with you here now

than the first time.

Because this time,
it's for real.

But I'm sure, Raymond.

I'm sure too, Shady.

The curtains.

[tattoo machine whirring]

Relax!

Eleventh Street ain't got the
balls to come around here, man.

Ain't that right, Chuco?

Simon.

Hey, you've seen
Tony's tattoo?

[Big Happy]
'He hardly lets anybody
see it, man. You know.'

- 'I know that vato,man'
- 'He's in the joint.'

Oh, yeah, yeah.

He's got a tattoo.
Like the one you want.

- A snake.
- Yeah, how does it look?

Lousy, man.

He had some dude do it. What
you might call an amateur do it.

He fucked
the whole thing up, man.

Instead of a snake's head

the thing looks
like a big dick, man.

'Oh, but don't worry.'

You'll be looking good when
we come down on the 11th Street.

'Simon.'

How come nobody wants pictures
of pretty girls anymore, eh?

Hey, don't move!

Okay, but be careful.

I don't wanna be walking around
with no big dick on my arm.

[laughing]

And you wanted me
to go home, right?

Get in the car
and lock the door.

Why?

- What's going on?
- Just stay there.

Hey, ese.

- I know you, man.
- Hey, I don't think so, man.

what do you mean,
you don't think so?

Fuck, I know I do, man.

Like I've seen your face.

I said, what's your name?

Raymond.

I can't hear you, man.

Raymond.

Again, eh.

- What? You hard of hearing?
- Oh.

- Yo, this is not funny alright?
- 'Raymond.'

Raymond!

'Raymond.'

[car honking]

[speaking in Spanish]

'We handle, ourselves, ese.'

'You know what
I'm saying, man?'

[grunts]

Hold it, homeboy. Listen,
fucker, you tell your putos

we know who hit our homeboy.

We're comin' after his ass,
you understand?

Vamonos.

[confused talking]

- You alright?
- Yeah.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

I told you
this hombrewas good.

That's evil.

[hissing]

[funk music]

[music continues]

- I'll see you later, okay?
- Alright.

Chuco, I gotta talk to you, man.

11th Street's
been lookin' for you.

Hey, we know they're looking
for him, man. So what?

V.G.V. takes care
of its own.

Hey, I want you to stay off
the boulevard for a while, uh?

I have faith
in my brothers, ese.

[confused talking]

Hey, Raymond.

You see Chuco's tattoo, man?
He's the vato loco.

- The craziest dude around now.
- That's right.

Hey, I heard you got hit up, man

'by those fuckin' putos
from 11th Street.'

'Hey, don't worry about it.'

We understand.

There were a lot of dudes
around. You were with your ruca.

But we're gonna take care
of it for you, alright?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Hey, it's none
of your business, man.

Oh, wow.

I don't understand.

Some dude hit you up

and you ain't gonna do
nothin' about it?

You ain't gonna
come with us?

'What are you?'

Some chavalaor something?

[confused talking]

Hey, you wanna find out, ese?

Hey, all I know is..

...that when
a dude gets hit up

and he doesn't do
nothin' about it

he's wankin'
on his own barrio,man.

What the hell have we got?

He's wankin' on his barrio

'and his home boys.'

Let's get the fuck out
of here, uh.

Come on.

[funk music]

[music continues]

Let's move it.
Come on.

Alright, let's do it.

[grunting]

[indistinct chatter
and clanking]

[indistinct chatter
and clanking continues]

'Come on, Chuco!'

[speaking in Spanish]

Chuco!
Get the hell out of here.

[dog barking]

[Raymond]
'I ain't gonna
give you no numbers, man.'

'Find your own broads
on the boulevard.'

[male #1]
'Homes, I know
all good ones.'

Besides, there's a bunch
of dogs out there lately.

Yes, it's really going down,
man. The whole scene.

[sighs]

Can't cruise late at night.
Cops all over.

Wasn't like
that five years ago, man.

Yeah.

It's the cholosbeen messin'
everything up, man.

And for what?

Man, if I get
accepted to UCLA

fuck the boulevard.

I'm gonna get me some
of that Westwood action.

- Ese,what's with the car?
- Where'd you get the tattoo?

None of your business.

- What do you mean?
- It's none of your business.

- What do you mean?
- It's none of your business.

[indistinct yelling]

- I don't wanna--
- What you doin', man?

What's goin' on?

Ah! Son of a--

- Bitch!
- Damn it, stay right there!

He didn't mean it.
It was an accident.

It has nothing
to do with you.

Sabaskay, I want you
out of here.

I don't want you
here again.

You do lousy work.
You always show up late.

There's even some
wire spoke wheel missing.

You know what I'm talking about?

'My brother don't steal, Gil.'

Bullshit!

I only hired him
because he's your carnalito.

I like you! There's nobody
here that can't be replaced.

You understand?
And remember that!

What are you fightin' for?

Go inside.

Go on.

Alright, come on,
break it up, here!

- Gil, I know he fucked up--
- I don't wanna talk about it.

I haven't got a punch
in the nose in 20 years!

[speaking in Spanish]

What's the matter with you, man?

I gotta watch over you all the
time when you fuck up, huh?

You stole some wire spokes,
didn't you?

God, I gotta kick
your goddamn ass, man.

Why were you fightin'
with that dude?

You think your bad, huh?

Well, you're dumb, that's all.

I ain't dumb.

You piss me off, man.

You take advantage, Chuco.

'Cause you know, Gil Moreno
is a cool dude.

So you think that makes
it right to rip him off.

Shit. That makes no sense, man!

- I didn't get in that fight.
- Then, why did you do it?

The vatofrom 11th Street
saw my tattoo. He started it.

You could've walked away.
You could've told the dude

you didn't wanna fight.
You could've called me!

- He fuckin' hit me first!
- "He fuckin' hit me first!"

- You sound like a kid.
- I'm my own man.

I don't take shit!

I ain't no chavala.

You think that's
what it's all about, uh?

Bull-fucking-shit, man.

This is the best job
you ever had.

Where you gonna go next, huh?

The car wash?

I don't gotta listen
to you, man, 'cause I was right.

You think you're so fucking
firmeand everything.

But I don't gotta
listen to you.

And I ain't gotta do tuck and
row on somebody else's wheels.

What is this place anyway?
Some fucking car shop.

[people chattering]

Mr. Landeros,
what time is it, please?

- It's almost 6 'O clock.
- We better get going.

Excuse me.

Denise, father has an
appointment. We have to started.

Um, okay, mama.

Let me go talk
to Raymond, alright?

He'll show up.

Raymond, he hasn't been home
for a week, now.

It's been over 20 minutes. You
are keeping everybody waiting.

We'll rehearse without him.

If he comes to the ceremony,
we can just tell him what to do.

Hi, ma.

Did you find him?

He knows where it's gonna be.
He'll be there.

[soft music]

[music continues]

[raven cawing]

Hey, that's Chuco.

Chuco, where've you been?

Everybody has been
lookin' for you.

I've been around.

I'll see you then.

[music continues]

[indistinct chatter]

[music continues]

[dog whining]

[music continues]

[cat meows]

[cat meows]

[church bell rings]

[all shout]
Hurray!

- Congratulations!
- Hey, thank you.

- Hey, Richie.
- Hurray!

- Hey.
- Where's the pretty bride?

Welcome to the family.

- Have a lot of children.
- Thank you.

[indistinct chatter]

Congratulations!
Finally, you did it.

Yeah, yeah!

Hey, ma!

[people chattering]

[chattering continues]

[continuous honking]

[melodic music
and indistinct chatter]

Are you happy?

Raymond!

- Where's Raymond?
- Aye!

You're supposed to be dancing
here with your new bride.

Where were you, homes?
I already did it.

'No, no. Come on, come on,
come on!'

Oh, go inside.

[indistinct yelling
and clapping]

[confused talking]

[upbeat music]

[song playing]

[song continues]

[people cheering]

Bravo! Bravo!

Hey, what is everybody
watching us for?

- Come on, everybody dance!
- Yeah!

[song continues]

[speaking in Spanish]

[music continues]

[song continues]

You sure you can make it, huh?

Can you see, right here?

You know what..

...you deserve her.

Shady is a goddamn fox.

And she's smart up here too.

Oh, that's just,
she's alright, man.

- That body of hers is a--
- Hey!

You deserve it because,
because you're alright too.

Yeah, well,
I am pretty lucky, huh.

Yeah, don't let it go
to your head, okay?

- I'm happy for you.
- We'll see you, huh.

Goodnight.

You did it.

- Yeah, I did it.
- Goddamn did it, man.

Okay?

Bye bye.

Chuco.

You're gonna come in?

I don't know.

Lot of people still there?

'Yes, some.'

Why the hell
weren't you there?

Hey, I'm askin' you
a question.

Guess, I'm just dumb
like you said.

You're not dumb, man.

I wanted to be at your wedding
and everything, man.

I wanted to be there.

But I just get real mad
sometimes.

And I don't know what to do.

I just get so fuckin' mad.

And I wanna do something,
you know.

I-I wanna do something,
but I don't know what.

Then I fuck up
and I do something dumb.

I wanted to be there, man.

I should have been there.

[dramatic music]

Come on. Let's go have a beer.

[people chattering]

You didn't fight,
did you?

No, we didn't fight, Mother.

What am I gonna do
with you, Chuco?

- Maybe I should leave now.
- No.

Stay, Chuco.

Dance with me?

I can't dance.

Anyone can dance.

- Dance one with me?
- Go on, dance.

Ma, I don't know
how to dance.

You stand with me
and I'll teach you.

Come.

- Come on, baby, let's dance.
- That's it.

Now, make a turn.

[indistinct chatter]

[laughing]

Bueno.

[speaking in Spanish]

[laughing]

Another one.

[screaming]

[speaking in Spanish]

Everybody, get down.

- 'Get away from the toilet.'
- 'Get down. She's been hit.'

'Well, somebody help me.
Gil, grab her arm.'

[car tires screeching]

[panting]

[speaking in Spanish]

[church bells ringing]

[birds chirping]

[indistinct chatter]

Ernie will drive you home.

But I came with you.

- Ernie, drive her home.
- Yeah.

Sure.

Get in the car.

I've never been
to the beach before.

'There it is.'

What do you know, Chuco?

Same as you, probably.
You know it was 11th.

Who in 11th?

That don't matter.

Who ever did
it's got a name.

What did you see?

All I saw was the dude's car.
It was 11th.

What year?

You know, I don't know
cars like you.

Shit.

I didn't even see her
for a week, man.

[speaking in Spanish]

The car. What color?

It was red.
It had a lot of primer on it.

One of the doors in the
front was all primer.

The driver side?

No, the other side.

I remember seeing that car.
It's a 52 or a 53 Chevy.

Simon.

Gang bang car.

What about the insignia?
Did you see that?

Man, I hardly saw
the fuckin' car.

Want to see the beach?

For what?

- 'Where'd it come from?'
- What're you worrying about?

They're all clean.

That's too light, Chuco.

'Take the 38.'

Here.

Hey, what are you doin'?

Hey, you see barrio
gets barrio,man.

This is familia.

Understand?

Yeah. That's bullshit.

It's us against 11th street.

Sit down, Big Happy.

You do what you wanna do.

We're gonna take our time, man.

And we're gonna get enough
puertes

to come down on
all those dudes

from 11th Street.

Let's go.

Raymond?

Where have you been?
You said you'll call..

- Don't ask me anything, Shady.
- What's the gun for?

Take the car and go
to your parents' place.

Wait a minute.
I wanna talk about this.

I'll pick you up
later on tonight. Here.

I don't want the keys.
What's this going to prove?

Okay. Do what you want then.

Raymond.

Stay out of it, Shady.

Hey, I'm your family too,
you know.

[sighs]

You ever fire a Magnum before?

Okay. Take this one.

You gotta promise me something.

You gotta keep control.

Just the dudes who did it.

Okay?

We have to find the car
with the primer door first.

I don't know the houses,
so you drive.

You know where we wanna go?

[door bell ringing]

Stay here.

Go to the back of the house
and stay there.

Go on.

[Gil]
'What's the matter?
It's me, Gil.'

- How you doin'?
- Fine. Thank you.

I've been calling
you for two days.

- Something wrong with phone?
- No. No, nothing's wrong.

[speaking in Spanish]

Yeah. I'm fine. I'm fine.

Where's Chuco?

Oh. He's not here right now.

Can we talk a minute?

Yeah. Sure.

Chuco?

Can I come in?

Chuco, look, um..

Raymond and I have only
been married five days.

What would you do
if you were me?

I can't stop him.

The police come up
with anything?

Any leads?

No, no leads.

Well, you will let me know
if anything happens, huh?

Yeah. Sure, I'll let you know.

Good enough.

I'll talk to you later.

Thanks for coming, Gil.

[Gil]
'Bye.'

[sighs]

It's almost down now.

No.

It's gotta be black.

[jazz music]

Please wait.

Let the police
find out who did it.

The police don't care.

[Shady]
'But I care.'

[Raymond]
'Shady, please.'

[Shady]
'I care about us.'

Raymond.

- Raymond, what is going on?
- I don't know.

I don't believe this, Raymond.
You're going to go out there--

- I don't want to hear it.
- You're no different.

- I don't want to hear it.
- Can we talk about this?

Please, Raymond.

I'm not walking away
from this.

Raymond, please wait.
Please.

Please. Raymond, please.
Don't do this.

Hey, go inside
and lock the door.

You're going to get
yourself killed.

- Stop being so stubborn.
- Get away from the car.

- Can't you, can't you--
- Go inside. I told you, Shady.

- Raymond, please.
- Get away from the car, Shady.

- Go on.
- You're crazy.

- Get away from the car.
- You're crazy, Raymond.

[car horn]

[tires screeching]

[jazz music]

[indistinct chatter]

Don't move, ese.

Hey, let me zip up man.

I don't want no trouble, ese.

- 'Ese,what're you doing?'
- What are you doing, homes?

Oh, fuck.

[speaking in Spanish]

Who's got a red 52 Chevy,
with primer on the door, uh?

You from Grande Vista.

I ain't from no barrio.
It's just me.

Who's got the 52 Chevy?

He's my homeboy, ese,
you're going to get down.

[indistinct yelling]

Eh, ese.

Let him go.

Put it down.

- Put it down, eh.
- Put it down.

- 'Forget it, ese.'
-'Put it down.'

Who shot her?

- Who shot her?
- Toby.

- 'The one with the Chevy?'
- 'Yeah.'

Where is he?

11 Presto.

Get your ass in there.

[grunts]

- 'Hey.'
- 'Hey. Open the door.'

[dog barking]

[knocking]

[speaking in foreign language]

[people laughing]

Argh!

'Mama.'

[speaking in Spanish]

[grunts]

[women whining]

[screaming]

[gunshots]

- Ah.
- Oh.

[speaking in Spanish]

[gunshot]

[speaking in foreign language]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

You alright?

Okay. Come on.

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

You go in first.

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

[groaning]

Chuco.

[intense music]

- I..
- It's okay, Chuco.

Hold on, man.

[music continues]

Hold on to it.
Come on.

[music continues]

'Why did you do it, Chuco? Why?'

For you.

[groaning]

Chuco.

I ain't so dumb, man.

I know.

I just ain't that dumb.

[music continues]

[car door opens]

[Raymond]
The other side, doctor.

If we have any more questions,
we'll call you at home.

'Thank you.'

[female announcer]
'Dr. Nelson.
Dr. Cynthia Nelson.'

'Dr. Nelson, come to station,
pediatrics..'

[melancholic music]

[music continues]

Chuco's dead.

Oh, God.

[crying]

[music continues]

♪ Out on the street

♪ A child is born

♪ With battle lines
already drawn ♪

♪ And tries to stay alive

♪ Out on the street

♪ You have to choose

♪ And even if you want to win

♪ You still can lose it

♪ What they call a street

♪ And tomb

♪ Out on the street

♪ Where you get strong

♪ There isn't time

♪ For right or wrong

♪ Just a struggle to survive

♪ You come apart

♪ And learn to fight

♪ And save your crying

♪ For the darkness
of the night ♪

♪ When when you
reach your street ♪

♪ It's painted deep

♪ Upon your heart

♪ You bury them

♪ Until you die

♪ And if you die

♪ Well before your time

♪ It's only your tattoo

♪ Coming true

♪ Out on the street

♪ A tattoo calls

♪ The numbers on

♪ Who stands apart and

♪ I don't want to die

♪ So pull me in

♪ And take my hand

♪ And try to help
my tattooed heart ♪

♪ To understand and

♪ You re-erase my
street tattoo ♪