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[child singing in foreign language]

[rhythmic tapping]

[singing continues]

[rhythmic tapping]

[singing continues]

[rhythmic tapping]

[tapping tempo increases]

-[crash] -[boy narrating] Look at us.

[speed bag rattling]

When we were brothers...

-[screams] -we wanted more.

-[music plays] -[shouting]

More volume.

[shouting continues]

-More muscles. -[shouting continues]

Us three.

-[rhythmic chanting] -Us kings.

-[chanting continues] -Us brothers.

[screaming]

[boys screaming]

-Us family. -Body heat.

Body heat, body heat.

Body heat, body heat.

Body heat, body heat.

Body heat, body heat. Body...

Manny.

Joel.

Ma.

[sports announcer on TV]

Pops.

Me.

-[gasps] -[boy moans]

[vehicle approaches]

[vehicle door shuts]

[door shuts]

[footsteps]

[whispering] Manny. Joel!

[moans]

Shh.

Sometimes...

we wanted less.

Less work.

Less noise.

Just this.

[chattering]

[boy] Jonah.

Come on. What are you waiting for?

[train horn blaring]

Wait up!

Toss it up!

I call first to be on the bed.

[men singing in Spanish]

[rhythmic tapping]

[chuckles]

[boys chuckling]

[chuckles] Shake it, Papito! Come on!

-[boys laugh] -[man] Come on. All right, now.

Shake it like you're rich.

[music continues]

Snobby, snobby, rich, rich.

Get those noses up. Shake it! Shake it!

[boys chuckling]

[laughs] You ain't rich.

Shake it like you're white.

Like your ma.

No rhythm.

[boys chuckling]

[man laughs] Nah, you ain't white.

Now shake it like you're Puerto Rican.

-Eh! -[Spanish]

-[chuckles] -Come on!

[music fades]

[father] I met your ma in high school.

I asked her to dance.

[mother] And that's how he got me.

I was only 14.

[father chuckles]

Yeah, you didn't look 14.

I sat in his lap just like this.

And I remember asking, "Can I get pregnant from this?"

And he said, "What, this?"

And there wasn't no way we could stay in Brooklyn after that.

Then out popped Manny.

[chuckling]

-Boo! -And then Joel.

[people laughing, chattering in Spanish]

And then you.

[whooping]

[woman] What time do we got?

[boy] Look at me.

Watching them.

[boy shouting]

Flying.

Fearless.

You went so far.

Was that scary?

I'll never let anything happen to you.

[shouting]

[mother] You grew up with all these lakes and rivers.

You got two brothers that swim like a couple of goldfish.

How come you don't swim?

You don't know how to swim neither.

Yeah, well, no one ever swam in Brooklyn.

Then where did Paps learn how to swim?

I don't know.

[mother] You ready?

You're coming with me.

Come on. I got you, bud.

-Come on. You too. -You crazy?

No, no. You're coming. Come on.

-I'm okay. I'm good, I'm good. -Come with me.

Come on. It'll be fine.

-I got you. Come on. -Okay.

Hold on to me. Come on.

Hold on tight. Hold on tight.

All right.

Time to learn.

[chuckles] Does that feel good?

Hold on. You good?

See? You're safe.

[mother] Hold me tight.

[boy gasping]

[squawking]

[mother] We've gone too far. Take us back.

[father] He's got to learn to swim.

You both got to learn to swim.

[mother screams]

How else you gonna learn?

Huh?

I need to talk to your ma. Take your brothers out for a sec.

-And do what? -Get out of the car, coño!

[urinating]

You okay, bro?

[father] You fuckin' baby, him! Goddamn it.

[mother] He will learn to swim

like normal people learn to swim!

[father] Did he learn to swim? Did he learn to swim?

[scribbling]

[mother, father arguing]

[father] Why do you have to do this?

[arguing continues]

[door slams]

[door opens, shuts]

[footsteps]

[door opens]

[door shuts]

Wake up!

Where's he going?

Listen.

Do me a favor.

I need you to be good and quiet around your ma.

There was a, uh... an emergency.

Yeah, I had to take her to the dentist tonight.

Manny, come here.

-Hold on to this for me. -Is she hurt?

She just needed some, uh...

her wisdom teeth taken out.

The dentist was, uh...

punching on her a little.

That's how they loosen up the teeth before they rip them out.

But the dentist said she'll be better by tomorrow.

It's my birthday tomorrow.

Well...

happy birthday, old man.

[door shuts]

[groans]

It's his birthday.

Happy birthday.

He's ten.

[groans]

He'll leave me now.

Ten.

What's that supposed to mean?

When you boys turned ten, you left me.

-[chuckles] -That's what big boys do.

I won't.

[mother] Good.

Will you get up today?

How do I look?

-Purple. -Crazy.

Tore up.

[groans]

What did he do to me?

He punched you in the face.

To loosen up your teeth.

[laughing]

You think that's funny when men beat on your mother?

Promise me you'll stay nine forever?

How?

[mother] Simple.

You're not ten.

You're nine plus one.

Next year you'll be nine plus two.

Like that. Forever.

Why?

Because...

when they ask you how old you are,

you'll be telling them that no matter how old you are,

you are your ma's baby boy.

And if you stay my baby boy, then I'll always have you.

-[heartbeat] -You feel that?

I remember your heart inside me.

Ticking like a bomb.

[exclaims]

[groans]

That hurt!

[Jonah narrating] Now that Paps was gone...

[rustling, munching]

she stopped eating.

Stopped cooking.

[indistinct]

Stopped getting out of bed.

[mother mumbling]

[man on TV] Not knowing what's to come,

why, that's... that's pretty scary.

But I have heard the future.

All of you hear the future in a dream.

It's God's whispering.

Put your hands on your ears

and block out the noise and feel

the magic of God inside you.

We are the magic of God.

[televangelist continues]

Us three.

Us three.

[clapping, chanting]

His name, Papito. Your mother smell like pizza.

Give it to your teacher for luck, for luck,

for luck, for luck, for luck.

One, two, three, four, five, six,

seven, eight, nine.

[laughing]

[singing high note]

Soy sauce.

[phone rings]

[ringing continues]

If you stay still and cool, you won't be hungry.

God, I'm starving.

-[ringing] -[Joel] Don't answer the phone.

[Jonah] But what if it's Paps?

-Ring, ring. -Hello?

Mami, how come you didn't answer the phone when I call you?

'Cause you sound so ugly.

Here try it.

-Yo, yo, what's up? -Woman!

This is your husband talking to you right now.

-You better act right. -What do you want from me?

Dígame, Mami, talk to me.

I've been missing you. Been missing you real bad.

[chuckling] I know, Mami, I know.

Ring ring.

I'm sorry.

Nah, baby, I'm sorry.

[receiver rattles on cradle]

[static]

[phone rings]

Hello?

Hello?

What are we going to do?

[door opens]

[boys chuckling]

Come on.

Body heat.

Body heat, body heat,

body heat, body heat,

body heat, body heat,

body heat, body heat,

body heat, body heat,

body heat, body heat...

Come on. Let's go.

Tuck in your shirt.

Come on, tuck it in.

[whispers] Divide and conquer.

-Can I get a pack of Newports? -Really?

What? It's not for me. It's for my mom.

[clerk] You kidding me?

[Manny] You want me to go home empty-handed to my mom?

You know what she's gonna do to me if I don't come home with her Newports?

-I'm not gonna sell you anything without an ID. -Please.

-I'm just gonna walk away and put it in my back pocket. -It's not gonna happen.

-Fine, let me have Marlboros then. -Fuck!

Jonah! Come on! Come on!

No!

Jonah, look.

[whispers] Shh. Quiet.

Yo, take off your shirt and use it as a basket.

Grab as much as you can.

[chuckles]

-[laughs] -Stop!

-Cut it out! -[laughing]

-It's a grenade. -No, it's food. Help out!

Damn, why you always telling me what to do?

All right, come on.

Oh, shit. Jonah! Jonah!

You guys hungry?

This is my grandson, Dustin.

[music blares on headphones]

You two boys want to help me? Come on inside.

[Dustin] Cut it into a cross.

That way you break up the poison and kill the itch.

You like Iron Maiden?

Who is she?

[heavy metal blaring]

I got to show you guys something.

[man on TV speaking indistinctly]

What is this?

[man on TV] Locusts.

[Jonah] Oh! What the fuck?

Oh, my God!

Where did you get this shit?

Philly. I can get you one if you want.

[Manny] Oh, yeah, I would love to have one.

[laughs] I'm not kidding you, bro.

-She's got big boobs, bro. -[boys chuckling]

Yo, she's getting it.

This shit is crazy!

Ooh, shit!

Whoa, that's nasty, bro.

[boys chuckle]

-What the f... -Damn.

They keep spinning.

[insects crackling in trap]

[Joel] Yo, that was fucked up.

[Manny] Nah, that was just fucking.

[smacking lips]

[boys chuckling]

[both imitating orgasmic moaning]

Do you think Paps will ever come back?

He always comes back.

Shh. Close your eyes.

[insects crackling in trap]

[water lapping]

[insects crackling]

[insects crackling]

[scribbling]

[insects buzzing]

What the fuck are you doing?

Nothing.

-You touch my bag? -No.

[Manny] You're so fucking weird.

[music plays, warbling]

[Jonah narrating] After she got up...

[phone rings]

he started calling more.

[ringing continues]

[ringing continues]

[ringing resumes]

What if he's having a heart attack?

What heart?

-[ringing continues] -I'll get it.

[Joel] Ring, ring.

Manny, come on.

Try. Come on.

Come on!

[door opens]

[door shuts]

[footsteps]

-[crashing] -[mother exclaims]

[father speaking, indistinct]

[door slams shut]

[door shuts]

-[door opens] -[footsteps]

[father] Don't move, don't move. Stay still.

-[Jonah] All right, all right. -[shears buzzing]

[father] This is the best haircut you're gonna get

in your life.

We'll see.

What did you say?

Nothing.

Why did you leave?

Your Titi Milly called. I had to...

I had to get back to the city.

Why did you come back?

What do you think?

[father] Come on, get up. We're both working tonight.

You're coming with me.

[Jonah narrating] Now that Paps was back...

he wanted more of us.

More of her.

[father] Hey, Papito, come here.

Come here.

Get in. Switch it on.

-Duro, duro! There you go. -[starter cranking]

[Jonah narrating] More family.

All right, all right, all right.

I don't know. It don't work no more.

[Jonah narrating] And we wanted it too.

[Manny] It's him. It's him. Wait.

[Joel] He got it! He got it!

-[laughing] -[horn honking]

Papi!

[father exclaims]

-[laughing] -[exclaiming]

Well, boys,

say hi to the newest member of the family.

-Let's go! -[horn honking]

-[laughs] Sounds good, right? -Yeah!

[horn honking]

Well, Mami,

what do you think?

How many seats does it have?

[chuckles] It's a truck. It don't got seats.

It's got a bench.

How many seatbelts?

Why you got to be like that?

[mother] Me?

Me?

How many fuckin' kids do you have, huh?

How many? How many fuckin' kids and a wife?

-Uh-huh. -This truck that doesn't even have

enough seatbelts to protect your family.

-This fucking big-dick truck! -Okay. Okay.

-Big-dick truck! What's wrong with you? -Okay. Okay!

-Why you got to get something like this? -You win! You win!

You win! You win!

I hear you! I hear you! You win, okay?

You win!

You win. You win.

I'll take the truck back tomorrow, and I'll...

I'll trade it in for a fucking...

minivan.

Get you a fat-old-lady car. Huh?

Is that what you want?

To be a fat old lady?

But tonight we have a truck.

Okay?

So tonight we'll go for a ride.

[no audible dialogue]

[imitating gunfire]

[water running]

Yo, move over.

I gotta pee.

You all going to be men soon, huh?

We're gonna need to get some new boys to take your place.

Yeah, that's exactly what I need in this house:

more men.

[snorts]

-[mother laughs] -[kissing]

Hey.

Where'd the boys go?

[father] I don't know. I guess they disappeared.

[kissing]

[father moans]

Okay, stop.

Come on. The boys are watching.

[chuckles] Oh, I thought you all disappeared.

[mother] You were supposed to look for us.

I guess I found something better.

Papi.

Could you get my boots out of the closet?

[father] Oh, baby.

Please? I'm already late.

[sighs]

[mother whispering] Hey.

We'll show him.

-Shh. Are you guys ready? -[Manny] Yeah.

[father] Mami, I can't find the boots.

-[door opens] -[father] Hello.

[whistles]

[all shouting]

[shouting, laughing]

-We got you! -Tickle him!

[laughing, exclaiming]

Get him!

[laughing stops]

[groans]

You were supposed to find us.

Yeah. You were supposed to find us!

Why didn't you find us?

Because you're bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad!

-[all shouting] Bad, bad, bad! -[blows landing]

[insect buzzing]

[rocks clattering against cars]

-[tires screech] -Are you kids crazy?

-Listen, bitch! -Bitchy bitch.

-[screams] -Bitchy bitchy bitch!

-Bitch! -Bitch!

[Jonah narrating] Who knows us?

[whispering] Body heat. Body heat.

-Body heat. Body heat. -[Jonah narrating] Us three.

Body heat. Body heat.

Body heat. Body heat.

[Jonah narrating] Us brothers.

O Father, O Lord.

We are lost in the desert.

Please take us to our freedom and take away all evil.

Dear Lord. Please take away Manny.

-This is serious! -This is bullshit!

Ow! Fuck! [laughs]

[shouting, exclaiming]

[Jonah narrating] Who knows them?

Wait up.

Joel!

Manny?

[dogs barking]

[twig snaps]

Come on.

Come on.

[woman moaning on TV]

Here.

It's like Coke.

My mom loves it.

Where is she?

She's in Philly.

When I get enough money, I might head back home.

You'd like Philly.

There are Mexican people like you there.

I'm not Mexican.

More than me.

[moaning continues on TV]

-[pounding] -[Manny] Yo!

[Joel] Jonah, I fucking see you.

Wait up.

Paps is waiting for us.

Come on.

Yo, what the fuck were you doing?

[train horn sounds]

[father] All right, we're here. Come on, come on, come on.

Move your stuff over there. Stop kicking it.

-Manny, can you move over here? -Why?

You know why.

Come on.

[sports playing on TV]

Hey, Paps.

Mm?

I like sleeping in a bed.

I know.

I know. Me too.

Me too.

Come on.

[groans]

Why is that light in a cage?

So it don't fly away.

It's a funny thing.

The other day when I was cutting your hair, you know what I was thinking?

Goddamn.

I got me a pretty one.

How'd that happen?

Get up, get up. Come on! We're late! We're late!

My supervisor's going to be here any minute.

Take your brothers out to the truck, Get under the covers,

and wait there until I come and get you, okay? Come on!

Morning.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

These yours?

[chuckles] That's what my wife keeps telling me.

Well...

At least you're, uh,

only half as ugly as your daddy is.

Listen, man. Why don't you and I go have a talk, huh?

Manny, take your brothers and go to the truck. Go, go, go, go.

[father] I had nowhere to take 'em.

[indistinct]

My wife works at night. I had no choice.

[supervisor] I'm supposed to say I didn't see three little kids

just come out the building at 5:00 in the morning?

What the fuck? What the fuck?

[father] I need this job.

You've had it in for me from day one.

[supervisor] Don't give me that stuff.

I only have it in for you because you don't do your fucking job.

It's not our fault.

-[men arguing] -It's always our fault.

This is the one time I brought my kids, man.

-Oh, shit! -That's what you gotta do!

[father] Goddamn it!

A-are you fired?

What do you think?

Hmm?

[engine sputtering]

What the fuck?

[engine dies]

[starter cranking]

[engine starts, dies]

[father] No!

Fuck!

[sobs]

[slaps truck bed]

[rhythmic slapping]

No more work!

No more floor!

No more coffee cups!

No more coffee cups! No more coffee cups!

No more coffee cups! No more coffee cups!

[shouting, laughing]

[Jonah] No more crying!

No more crying!

No more crying!

No more crying!

Come on.

[mother] What happened?

Uh...

Never gonna escape this. [chuckles]

Never.

Not us, not them.

Never gonna escape this.

He's just tired, baby.

[door shuts]

[clattering]

What is he doing?

[Joel] Maybe he's digging a pool.

-[grunting] -Or a tunnel.

Nah, I think he's digging a trench.

Ain't no trench.

Digging a grave.

Whose grave?

How am I supposed to know?

Probably Ma's.

Or maybe yours.

[grunting]

[thunder rumbles]

[grunting]

[groans]

Where is he?

He dug a trench.

Joel thinks it's a grave.

[Jonah] He dug a grave.

-[mother] He dug a what? -A grave.

[thunder rumbles]

It's like she did that.

Did what?

Made it rain.

That hole, it's magic.

Shit.

[Jonah narrating] Paps dug a grave.

It was my grave.

What the hell?

[Joel] What the fuck is wrong with you?

Yo, I told you he was fucked up.

Bro, you're disgusting.

[father] You're right, you're right, you're right.

[mother] How many fucking jobs can you lose?

[Jonah] Paps got the truck fixed. He brought it back.

-[father] Why do you have to do this? -[arguing, indistinct]

[arguing, shouting]

[father] Stop fuckin' pushing me! I swear to God...

-[mother] You don't push me! -[father exclaims]

[mother cries out]

[footsteps]

[whispering] Hey. Get your things.

[mumbles]

-Why? -Don't question me.

[mother] Come on.

[mother] We can go anywhere.

Where do you guys want to go?

What about Spain?

You know, in Spain, all the boys look like you.

-That'd be nice, right? -Yeah.

Yeah.

[sighs]

[birds squawking]

We can go home if you want to, but we don't have to.

We can leave him. We can do that.

But I need you to tell me what to do.

Jesus! You think this is easy? Say something.

Something.

[vehicle approaches]

I thought we were finally going somewhere.

[Jonah narrating] Look at them.

Growing up.

-Yo, check this out. -Where did you get that?

Sold Pap's cross to a kid in my class.

Paps is gonna kill you when he finds out.

[Manny] Fuck Paps.

[buzzing]

[Jonah narrating] Who will they be?

[Jonah] Where are we going?

[Joel] You'll see.

[chattering]

-You said you like her. -No, I didn't.

-Yes, you did -You like her.

Nah, I said she likes me,

and you said, "I like her."

No, I didn't.

You don't get no girls.

Jonah don't get no girls neither.

-[laughing] -Boy, shut up.

You don't even know what you're talking about.

-Oh, my God! -[laughing]

Oh. Look at the little bitch.

He's crying now? He's crying, go to Mommy?

Ah, don't be such a little bitch.

-Bitchy bitch. -Bitchy bitch.

Bitchy bitchy, bitchy, bitchy, bitch.

Bitchy bitchy, bitchy, bitchy, bitch.

Jonah, you a little bitch.

You are such a little bitch.

[boys chattering, indistinct]

-Where did he go? -Motherfucker took my bag!

[knocking on window]

[knocking]

-[pounding] -[Dustin] Hold on a sec.

[rustling]

-[Dustin] Hello? -[Joel] Is Jonah here?

[Dustin] Jonah who?

[Joel] My younger brother. is he here?

[Dustin] I haven't seen him.

[Joel] I'll kill that fucking kid when I see him.

[Dustin] All right.

[man speaking on TV, indistinct]

You can stay the night if you want.

How much do you need?

For what?

To go to Philly.

I don't know.

A lot.

Can I come?

[chuckles]

Sure.

[breathing heavily]

[vehicle approaching]

[breathing heavily]

[grunts]

[church choir singing on TV]

[televangelist speaking, indistinct]

Jonah.

Where were you?

Jonah?

[shouting]

Stop it! Calm down!

-[shouting] -Stop it! Calm down. Calm down.

Stop it! Stop it! Calm the fuck down!

Calmate. Calmate. Shh.

Breathe, breathe. Come on, just breathe.

[shouting]

Come on. Calm down.

Tranquilo, tranquilo, tranquilo, tranquilo, tranquilo.

[whispering] Tranquilo.

Body...

Heat.

Body heat, body heat, body heat,

body heat, body heat, body heat,

body heat, body heat, body heat,

body heat, body heat, body heat,

body heat, body heat, body heat,

body heat, body heat, body heat,

body heat, body heat...

[fades]

[boys chanting More, more, more, more, more,

more, more, more, more, more,

more, more, more, more, more!

[screaming]

♪

♪

♪ I used to be my mother's baby ♪

♪ When I was near, my dad went wild ♪

♪ Whenever we had company ♪

♪ They'd bounce me on their knee ♪

♪ The neighbors thought I was a darling child ♪

♪ Once I was everybody's baby ♪

♪ But right now I'm lonesome as can be ♪

♪ You see, I'm nobody's baby ♪

♪ I wonder why

♪ Each night and day I pray ♪

♪ The Lord up above

♪ Please send me down

♪ Somebody to love

♪ But nobody wants me

♪ I'm blue somehow

♪ Won't someone hear my plea ♪

♪ And take a chance on me

♪ Because I'm nobody's baby now ♪