All language subtitles for Suburbia.1983.1080p.BluRay.H264.AAC-RARBG_eng

Thanks a lot.

Sure, where are you going?

To the end of the highway.

You are not running
away from home, are you?

Did you hear me?

Mommy.

Hi, mom, any more
groceries out in the car?

No, couldn't afford any more groceries.

How come you're so late?

Stopped by for a couple of
drinks with someone from work.

Any objections?

No, I was just wondering.

Evan!

What?

Don't scream like that.

I marked this label, you know?

= you did what?

= it said I marked it.

And now there's a hell of a
lot less than where I marked.

Well, I didn't drink it.

You lying to me?

I swear to god, it must have been you.

Breathe on me.

Oh, come on, mom.

Come on, breathe on me!

God damn you!

I told you to throw out
this trash this morning.

Cool it, mom!

I forgot, I'm sorry.

= cool it?

Don't tell me to cool it, god damn it!

I'm the one that works all day so you can

sit on your ass and read comic books!

You make me sick when you look like that.

I can see your father in you.

Makes me sick.

Well, that's not my fault.

I didn't choose him to
be my father, you did.

Yeah, and that was the
biggest mistake I ever made.

'Cause we didn't have enough to take it.

Where are you going?

I'm going away for a while.

Mom's having a hard time right now.

But I don't want you to go anywhere.

It's okay Ethan, and it's for the best.

She'll be better when she
has one kid to take care of.

You understand.

But where are you gonna go?

= t don't know.

I'll find somewhere.

Just don't worry about it.

I'll call you up some time, okay?

Oh, what's this guy?

Get a job.

Come on!

Have some fucking fun.

Move up!

No, I don't have any money.

Come on, you've got some money, man!

I spent it all on this.

Oh, you asshole!

Assassinate the president
and take some drugs.

Kill each other.

J the executioner's curtain call 0;

js fighting back he found
his life drowning j»

j and there was no way up j

j cause Richard hung himself,
Richard hung himself j

j it happened just the other day j

j Jesus caught and pushed
him off the shelf

j they thought he'd
find a better way with

j shooting, and pounding, and
ripping, and tearing to death

now, remember, watch the floor.

If you see any falls down
there flash the spot on her

so the bouncers know where the trouble is.

Okay?

> A quick kick of the chair
and it's all through j

j if Richie only knew j

j cause Richard hung himself,
Richard hung himself j

j it happened just the other day j

hey, get out of there!

J he thought he'd find a better way j

; With shooting, and kicking,
and pulling it till dead j

j his life suddenly flashed
right before his eyes j

j what a swinging guy j

j turning gray with mold 7

j this is how he died [j

j give it up, give it
up, throw it all away j

j boiling acid bath ©

j pulmonary wrath j

j feel the pulling yank j

j it won't let you go, no j

j throw it all away j

j throw it all away j

j throw it all away j

hey, wanna buy some drugs?

They're black triangles, man.

They're fucking excellent,
I'm telling you.

Ok, if you change your mind, I'm keef.

J cause Richie hung
himself the other day j

j oh how the years seemed to fly by

j is death the final high

j cause Richard hung himself,
Richard hung himself j

I think I'd like to
fuck your brains out.

What?

I said I think I'd like
to fuck your brains out.

Oh you would, huh?

Yeah, but it doesn't
look like you have any.

J looking at his plate j

j and ripping, and tearing,
and peeling, and screaming j

j and yelling, and tearing j

j and taking the body god gave to you j

J die j

J Richard hung himself j

j cause Richard hung himself j;

j cause Richard hung himself j;

j it pushed him off the shelf ;

j cause Richard hung himself j;

j cause Richard hung himself j;

j cause Richard hung himself j;

j cause Richard hung himself to death j

Alright, cut it out!

Hey, leave her alone!

Come on you homos!

Perfect example of punk
rock aggressiveness.

You wanna get this club closed
down or something before?

You, guys, have minds this big.

All right, that's enough, knock it off!

For Christ's sake, dude,
turn that spot off, stupid!

And now give her goddamn clothes back!

If you guys wanna hear more music,

you give her clothes
back right now, suckers!

Hey, they ain't playing no more

until you give her her clothes back!

All right, that's it, fine.

Show's over!

You guys are blowing your own scene here!

Fuck you!

Yeah, it's fucking typical.

All right, give them the muzak.

This place sucks!

Come on, kid, on your feet.

Party's over.

You're a fucking bitch.

You're such a fucking bitch!

You're so stupid, I swear!

Get out!

And don't kick my car, bitch!

= you call that a car?

What a total asshole!

Hey, kid, pretty fucked up, huh?

Mmhm.

Get up.

You need a lift home?

I can't go home.

Can't sleep on the grass.

The snails will crawl on your face.

Come on.

What's your name?

= Jack.

= Jack?

Yeah, Jack diddley.

Looks like it's starting to rain.

No, that's just the acid rain

that comes down every
night about this time.

Oh, yeah?

Did you hear of a guy named Joe schmo?

Nope, never.

Well, his old man's a homo and he

can't stand living with him anymore,

so we're gonna go to pick him up

and take him out to t.R. House, okay?

= what's t.R. House?

It's one of those houses out by the 605.

County bought them up
vears ago and just left 'em

sitting there all boarded up and rotting.

A bunch of us live in one of 'em.

It's pretty thrashed, but it's free.

You up for it?

It's not like I have
anywhere else to go.

Keep going, fuckers.

My old man's a cop.

Well, my stepdad.

My real father ate it in Vietnam,

my mom got married again.

God, your stepdad's a cop?

Yeah, that's not the worst of it though.

He's black.

Black cop?

God, what a drag!

Yeah, he came out to t.R.
One time to check it out.

Told everyone he was my father.

They laughed him right outta the door.

Parents are so lame.

What's that?

Oh, my mom's diary.

Listen to this.

May 10th, 1968.

Dear diary, Mark and I are
gonna be very happy here.

The air is clean, skies are blue, and all

the houses are brand new and beautiful.

They call it suburbia
and that word's perfect

because it's a combination of
the words suburb and utopia.

They didn't realize they'd be

the slums of the future.

I'm sure with Mark's job at lockheed

I'll never have to work again.

Heh, you wish.

Oh, and by the way, diary,

we want to have a child soon.

Suburbia is a great place for children.

And if it's a boy we're gonna
name him Evan Mark Johnson.

You know, sometimes I wish she
would have had an abortion.

Oh, yeah?

They were illegal in those days.

Hand me one of those bottles, will you?

T hate buses.

You can expect high clouds

and temperatures in the mid-70s.

Have a nice day.

Hiya.

Joe here?

Hello, Jack.

Where's Joe?

= in his bedroom.

See if you can wake him up.

I gave up three hours ago.

Dad, I thought I told
you to leave that alone.

Oh, it's you.

What's going on?

Moving out again, huh, Joe?

Don't I even get a good-bye this time?

Later days.

Hey, look at
those dogs over there.

Yeah, they are kinda nasty.

You gotta watch out for 'em.

I heard they killed a little kid

out here the other day.

= no shit?

Where'd they come from?

Well, I heard that
when people were forced

to move from their houses,

that some of them left their dogs behind

and coyotes came down from
the hills and fucked them.

After a while, wild dogs!

Geez, that's pretty amazing.

Where did you hear that from?

There's the welcoming committee.

Close your windows.

Shit, mine's stuck.

Oh, my god!

Fleabags.

Razzle, one of the guys at the house,

captured a couple of 'em.

He thinks he can train 'em,

but we think he's a little bit tweaked.

What's up?

J who wants to be a cowboy j

shit, I forgot something.

J you're going to be a cowboy

j I'm born to be a cowboy j

j I want to be a cowboy j

j a cowboy, uh-huh 7

=- you wanna be next?

Huh?

= a haircut.

How 'bout a haircut?

Oh, no, thanks,

I just had a haircut.

You did?

Could have fooled me!

J cowboy kicking at my back door j

j we're gonna go down to the cowboy bar j

j I'm gonna wait till the j

slim pickings.

Come on.

Hey, Jack, who's that
girl getting a haircut?

Oh, that's Sheila.

That's very funny.

Stay with us, we'll be
back after these messages.

Are you experiencing

feelings of alienation and
depression or loneliness?

We at southwest woodside hospital

know that these are cries for help.

We're only a phone call away.

Oh yeah?

I know somebody who checked
into one of those places,

and you know what it cost?

What?

= 800 bucks a week.

Our
trained counselors are experts

in improving social behavior patterns.

What'd you say?

I said if you had 800 bucks a week,

you probably wouldn't be
depressed in the first place.

That's true.

What's your name?

Evan.

You get a burn, Evan?

= a burn?

J own little castle j

j but with a soft stare j

j I'm wondering where I can furnish it j

j without all the hassle j

j come to name brand furniture j

I couldn't make it as a punker.

Alright, this
is Rodney on the rock.

You just heard the band...

Now, what's a burn?

Well, nobody's supposed to stay here

unless they get a burn.

See, it's kinda nice.

Comes out like this.

Jesus, that'll be there all your life.

Well, that's the idea.

See, if we didn't do that we'd have

all finds of flakes hanging around.

Yeah, well this may
be a stupid question,

but what does it stand for anyways?

Stands for the rejected.

Sounds really stupid to me.

Yeah, well, stupid or not,

I don't have anywhere else to go.

It's like some kind of
ridiculous initiation of something.

S07?

So, I'm leaving.

Do you wanna
me to drive you back?

No, I'll hitch.

Don't you got better things to do?

Watch out for big bad wolf.

The dogs, watch out for the dogs.

Ow!

= dad?

Let me in, it's me.

= you came back?

Oh, yeah.

How come?

Well, because...

Well, I'll tell you about it some day.

If I ever get to know you better.

Are you gonna get a burn?

I guess so.

I never thought twice about getting mine.

Is that right?

Why not?

Because I have so many scars already.

What kind of scars?

Oh, this kind.

Jesus!

What's that from?

I'll tell you about it some day

if I ever get to know you better.

Yeehaw!

What's going on?

Looks like they are killing the dogs.

Good.

Woohoo!

They're not killing my dogs.

Becky, hey you

what are you doing?

Come back!

These are my dogs.

What the hell are you dressed up for?

Yeah, where's the war?

Up your ass.

Up your ass?

How'd you like the long end
of this rifle up your ass.

Save it, Skinner, look.

What's the occasion?

We're just out here
doing our good samaritan

work for the day.

Did you hear about the little boy

that got killed by the dogs out here?

We heard about it.

Hey, we've got a little one over here.

Goddamn gun.

Well, little ones grow up
to be big ones, you know.

You got papers for these guns?

Officer, we're from
citizens against crime.

Most citizens are against crime, sir.

The question was do you
have papers for the guns?

The guns are all registered.

Jim tripplett?

Bob skokes?

Yes, sir.

You know it's against
law to use fire arms

inside the city limits, don't you?

Yes, sir, we sure do,

but this side of the
street's county property.

Maybe if we decide to come back again

we should inform the
department, officer rennard.

Maybe you should.

I know what you're probably thinking.

You just don't like private citizens

doing your work for you.

You're right.

By the way, officer, is that
legal inside of city limits?

What the hell?

Hey, may be we should look into that.

No, that's our job.

We'll handle it.

Got a big kick out of
shooting that dog, didn't you?

Yeah, it's kinda fun.

= fuck.

You know, that car
looks awfully familiar.

Maybe we should run a make on it.

= it should.

It's the car I gave to
my son Jack last year

when I bought my new one.

It sure looks like he's fucked it up.

Son of bitch,
that is your old Ford.

Come on, let's go check the place out.

No, I'm more worried about
our vigilante sharpshooters

than I am about a bunch of
teenagers in a crash pad.

= there's one.

Ho-de-do, ho-de-do!

Meow!

Bye, kitty.

Hey!

That was so close!

The big guy would have sat on me!

That was bad ass!
= that was cool!

Burned us.

More time and more plays,

and that extra time spent in
the halftime dressing room

must have done some good.

Well, the auburn offense
is anxiously waiting

to get out on the field.

They've been kept off for a while.

7:03 to go, here's kickoff.

Hooked his toe into it.

It's not so deep, but it's good and high.

It's a nice camper.

But if you're so in love with
it, why are you selling it?

Oh, we don't want to.

But we got a lot of money tied up in this.

Yeah, you know, we've used it just about

every weekend for the last three years,

but since the layoff we've had to cut back

a little on recreation.

Oh, you were with gm?

12 long years.

= 14 for me.

= that's a hell of a number.

Makes it tough to get
out and have a good time

when you can't afford the gas.

I'll tell you what.

Let me think about it.

Maybe I'll give you a call.

Have a nice day!

In the league opener.

Oklahoma leading, but only by seven.

Have a nice day in my ass.

I mean, we can't work, can't hunt,

can't even sell the damn camper.

Can't do Jack shit.

Come on, let me buy you a beer.

Good gain on the play of seven.

It'll be second down and three.

To do now but try and for sure.

Jackson picked up seven that time.

He's been held so far to 15 yards.

He's a guy that

is there something special
you were looking for?

Yeah, you got any vibrators?

Not you again!

You know what he said?

If we had any vibrators.

Come on back here, you chickenshits!

Ooh, somebody's been on a garage raid.

French fries, hallelujah!

If you are at least 18 years old

you may designate a donation
of your body or

for medical transplanting
in case of your death.

The department can supply
you with.

Attached to the back of your
driver's license or ID card.

If you are looking for fine
quality sofas, look no more.

Today and tomorrow only with
name brand's new low prices

you can have the sofa
you've been looking for

plus the matching chair
at a price you'd expect

to pay for just a sofa.

For 497, you can own
this traditional rattan sofa

with wood trim plus the matching chair,

or this colonial nylon center print.

Where are you going, kid?

Get a drink of water.

Here, sit down.

Drink this.

The water is no good.

Just here or everywhere?

Everywhere.

Yeah, you never know where
the toxins are gonna creep in.

My aunt lived in a house that was built

on a hazardous waste dump.

Last April she had a baby
and it was born with no ears.

= no ears?

= fuck.

Yeah, I know these people who had a baby

that was born with two
rows of teeth on top.

Jesus, like some kind of a monster.

Yeah, just think, by the year 2000

there will be one big chemical wasteland.

Yeah, all contaminated
and creepy with gross,

bubbling vines hanging off the dead trees.

And all the mutants
will be roaming around

bumping into each other.

Yeah, my dad was in
Vietnam and he had some

of that agent orange crap dumped on 'im.

It had some adverse effects.

Like what?

Uh, his fingernails fell out,

loss of sexual appetite, and this!

De, guess what?

What?

= chicken butt!

So, I walked in the house and my father,

he threw me down on the living room floor

and held me there and my mother cut

all my clothes off with
a pair of scissors.

And then they made me stand there while

they burned them right in
front of me, and I was nude.

Really, all because they
didn't like the way you dress?

Yeah, and I looked
just the way I do now.

I don't know what their problem was.

Hey, Jack, what's with that Sheila girl?

Yeah, she's pretty weird.

Why?

= t don't know.

She bugs me.

She's always staring at me.

She is?

I heard she doesn't even like guys.

What do you mean, she likes girls?

No, no.

T heard she hates sex.

How can anybody hate sex?

You're asking the wrong guy.

= she looks so sad all the time.

Those poor little rich
bitches always look that way.

Razzle told me she tried to
kill herself a couple of times.

Really?

Yeah, he asked her why.

You know what she said?

What?

She said, pick a reason.

Hey, cochise!

I know this is what
you've been waiting for.

Come out, come here.

Come on, sit!

Hey, check it out, they did it!

De.

What?

Guess what?

Tell her. - Chicken butt!

Stop!

Oh, please!

Oh, my god.

I wet myself.

Count 1001, 1002.

This takes about two seconds.

Get out of there you stupid mutt!

See what happens when
you get so wiped out?

You gotta stop bringing dope around here.

You're like some old
60's hippy dirt merchant.

Yeah, groovy, man.

Thanks for helping me out, brother.

You must be a pisces.

Geez, this person looks
like a worse driver than me.

This was
the scene this afternoon at...

My mom's got a car like that.

The vehicle,
driven by 35-year-old

Tina Johnson, came...

= that is her car!

Three
shoppers were seriously injured

and Mrs. Johnson was booked
on felony drunk driving.

Nice going, mom.

Throughout
the southwest tomorrow

we can expect high clouds and
temperatures in the mid-70s.

My, bike, get my bike!

Do I have to go to school?

No, not for a while anyways.

All right!

I wanna see tonight.

This is a cool band.

I think the lead singer's a really...

Where's the house, flea?

Hold on, it's coming, it's coming.

= come on.

We've been driving around for hours.

Let me hear the radio now,

you've had it off for like hours.

Days, weeks.

Hey, my name is razzle, man.

Come on, man, up here.

Here at the corner.

Where are we going?

Oh, there it is!

Oh, I think I
got one the dog shit on.

That car was so
good on the road.

Nine out
of 10 Americans would perish

in an all-out nuclear attack.

Not all would die instantly.

Many fatalities would be
delayed for days or weeks

until the effects of injuries, burns,

and radiation sickness took their toll.

And death from radiation is almost always

excruciatingly painful and prolonged.

Any survivors of an
initial onslaught would be

four times more likely
to suffer from leukemia,

sterility, inherited
disorders, birth defects

and other conditions which
wreak havoc on living cells.

If you do not live in
a possible target zone

there would seem to be little point

in building a blast-proof
shelter because they need

to be built of very expensive materials

and most people don't
have that kind of money.

= tell me now.

Tell you what?

What happened to your back.

Victims 23 miles away...

Well, my dad used to
beat me all the time.

That's what I thought
you were going to say.

I think he was crazy.

He would get this look in his eye

and I would know, uh-oh, trouble.

I'd wake up in the night and
he'd be touching me all over.

He'd get all turned on, you know?

And instead of actually raping me

I think he'd stop
himself by beating me up.

Does that make any sense?

Particularly those

directly facing the oncoming.

J sad memories the gathering rain

j I loved her but I'll
never see her again j

j clouds raise their
heads in the morning j

j the way I once walked on by her j

j but now she's gone

j and I'll never raise my face again j

j never raise my face again j

j white horses dragged my lover from me j

j the clouds rushed in and
drowned my sorrow with the rain j;

j with the rain j;

j white horses dragged my lover from me j

j I tried to drown my
sorrow with the rain j;

j with the rain j;

j my friends try to lift me j

j they understand how I'm feeling j

j but the truth holds me down

j she came and went with the rain j

j I watched her walk into the rain j;

j I watched her walk into the rain j;

j white horses dragged my lover from me j

j but I should have drowned
my sorrows with the rain»

j white horses dragged my lover from me j

j but I should have drowned
my sorrows with the rain»

j now always the storms come! J

j rain drops run down my window! J

j all that's left is her picture. J

j but someday it to will wash away! J

j wash away! J

j I watched her walk away. J

j with the rain. J

Hey, where are you going?

Are you all right?

Your mother's still a slut.

Hey, what's that t.R. Stand for?

Totally ridiculous?

This guy's begging for it.

Come on, fucker.

Who the fuck do you think you are?

Come on, fucker!

Hey, there's Skinner.

= fuck!

All right!

That's enough of this.

Get away from my house.

Now!

J black heaven holds back the tears

j your love runs loose in the wilderness

j my silence pushes you under j

j; Soft whispers on the
darker you love to me j

j like sunset, your love falls ©

j as sad times fill to your lurid love j

j in darkness I know you j

j the sunlight showers my rain j;

j your movements obscure
me, your laughter so lurid j

j darker my love grows cold j

j darker my love j

j ooh, ooh, I love you j

hey, what was that all about?

Just a couple of assholes
looking for a fight.

Hey, you don't think they're
gonna come inside, do you?

No, this isn't their kind of scene.

Yeah, one of those guys had a knife.

Don't worry about it.

Wimps like that always carry knives.

J your words cut through my pain j

j the starscream where we live j

j your arms hold hostage at night j

j a fire burns, our lips melt j

j your eyes, blacker than hell j

j; Because darker my love grows cold j

j darker my love j

j ooh ooh I love you j

j like sunset, soon as your love falls »

j ooh ooh I love you j

j darker my love j

j black heaven hold back the tears j

j your love runs loose in the wilderness

j our silence pushes me under j

j soft whispers in the
dark of your love to me j

j I hold you, you tell me»

j and we scream never grow older j

j darker my love grows cold j

j darker my love j

j ooh ooh I love you j

j; Darker, darker j

j colder, colder j

j ooh, I love you j

j; Darker, darker j

j like sunset, your love grows j

j sad times jj

Oh, shit, he's not dead is he?

Turn left, 42736th Avenue, 909.

Perfect, just what I need.

Here comes the lawsuits.

Do I need a stamp to
get out of here too?

Watch it, smart-ass.

Hey!

You've got a rat on your shoulder.

Take your jacket off, hide the t.R.

What for?

We'll tell you later.

Just do it.

Keef!

Bravo 10?

Bravo 10.

Could you check out

a at 24th and 11th?

Bravo 10, 10-4.

Aren't you glad it's finally

your turn to sleep in the bed?

I sure am.

It's kinda like my bed was at home.

= t bet the sheets were cleaner at home.

Ethan, do you miss your mom?

Yeah, I kinda do.

But I bet she doesn't miss me.

Why do you say that?

Because she used to always call me

a pain in the ass, that's why.

You're a real good little kid.

Alls you do is play all day

and mind your own business.

You're sweet.

Have you hugged your kid today?

Oh, bug off, razzle.

All right, where were we?

= hansel and gretel.

In the morning the wicked
witch grabbed hansel

by the hand and carried him to the shed.

She said to gretel, you must draw water

and cook something nice for your brother,

and when he's fattened up I'll eat him.

Dear god, gretel cried,
oh, won't you help us.

Stop your blubbering, said
the wicked red-eyed witch.

It won't do you a bit of good.

Every morning the witch would say,

hold out your finger and let's
see if you're getting fat.

But hansel held out a chicken bone.

Oh, come on, don't stop.

But he's asleep.

= but we're not.

Read it to us, come on.

Aren't you a little old for fairytales?

= uh-uh.

Please!

Soon the witch got very impatient.

Ho there, gretel, go get
water and don't dawdle.

Skinny or fat, I'm gonna
butcher hansel tomorrow.

See, you hold one hole
closed, you blow real hard,

and all the snot'll
come out the other hole.

Attaboy!

Now you won't get your
shirt sleeves so dirty.

Spare some change, ma'am?

May god be on your side!

Hey, I thought we weren't
gonna do that anymore.

Oh, I can't help it, I've got a Jones.

Yeah, I've been using that
toothbrush lately.

Hey, clear outta here.

No loitering allowed.

Oh yeah?

Well maybe we're doing our
shopping, you ever think of that?

Right, wise guy.

Just get the hell out
before I call the police.

What a character.

Yeah, for sure.

That guy is an asshole.

I saw him selling pcp to
some little kids once.

What a dick.

Yeah.

What we need is some beer.

Yeah, our nerves are wrecked.

Beer?

T hate beer.

= and an ice-cream for Ethan.

All right.

Hey, walk like this.

Nice day, huh?

All right, very funny.

Let's see some ID.

Look, I don't need this.

Don't come back here.

I don't need your business.

Okay, but let me have one
of those slushies over there,

and make it a blue one.

All right, that's 3.23.

= thanks!

Happy easter, asshole.

Hi!

Bye!

= god damn little bastards

come in here and fuck up my store.

= scum of the earth.

See you later, asshole!

Put a sock in it.

And I live over on heatherton Avenue,

which is a nice neighborhood,
or at least it used to be.

Now all you get are these wild teenagers

parading through like
a bunch of terrorists.

Hear, hear.

Yes, the little bastards
were fighting on my front lawn.

I had to hold them off with a shotgun

while my wife called the police.

And it took me over
an hour to get through.

Yeah, and that's another thing,

the police aren't doing a goddamn thing.

Excuse me, reverend Farrell.

It just so happens we have a member

of the police department
with us here tonight.

We have reports of vandalism

and robbery just like any other city,

and we follow up on each
and every one of them.

Follow up?

You came to my house three hours later!

Well, we've got a responsibility

by law to adhere to certain procedures.

Well, while you're
going through procedures,

people's homes are being
ruined by these monsters.

Look, I've had to repaint the side wall

of my store five times already.

Every time I turn around
there's a t.R. Spray-painted.

What the hell is t.R. Anyway?

Sandra says there
was a stabbing recently

at the club where she was molested,

and that those same letters were left near

the weapon in blood.

Did you investigate that
house like you said you would?

No, not yet.

Typical.

You know, rennard, I get the feeling

you're not doing your job.

And I get the feeling you're using

innocent people as scapegoats.

Scapegoats?

We're talking about a bunch of sickos!

Mental rejects running
wild on our streets!

We're talking about kids!

Kids like yours and mine.

Hal

well, I'm damn sure they ain't my kids.

Gentlemen, please!

Can't we be reasonable?

I know, times are tough and some

of you people are up against it.

Look, rennard, if the police
can't protect the people,

then the people have
to protect themselves.

= and take the law into their own hands?

= if that's what it comes down to!

And use guns to solve your problems?

You're damn right!

Okay, mister, hold it right there!

Identify yourself.

Hi, I'm bill.

Don't shoot.

Where's Jack?

Peeling potatoes.

Perfect.

What are you doing here?

I need to talk to you.

Let's go outside then, okay?

No, I need to talk to all of you.

What for?

Hi, I'm Jack's father.

Stepfather.

You're a cop!

Yes, I am, but that's not the reason

why I'm here to talk to you.

I hate cops.

To the Max.

Listen, you kids are making

a pretty bad reputation for yourselves.

Last night I was at a meeting and, well.

Just let me tell you, you
got people down on you.

What happened?

Well, you're gonna have to
listen up sooner or later.

I'm not leaving until you do.

What do I have to do, for Christ sakes?

Pay you?

So, I think it's best for all of you

to go back to your homes
until this thing blows over.

= you don't seem to understand.

Most of us don't have homes to go back to.

My parents are dopers and the state

won't even let me go home.

All they do is shove me into foster homes.

Let me tell you, that sucks big eggs.

What do you do here all day?

Nothing.

Watch TV.

Don't you wanna make
anything of yourselves?

What's to make?

Well, there's families for one thing.

Careers, college?

Families, everyone
knows families don't work.

College?

Most of us couldn't afford
lunch in high school.

What do you kids do for money?

Take bribes off cops.

Please, mister policeman,
don't make us leave our home.

We'll be good from now on.

We promise.

Yeah, this is the best
home most of us ever had.

Besides, if we didn't have each other

we wouldn't have anything.

Look, you're gonna have
to stay out of trouble.

If you don't, somebody's gonna get hurt.

Everybody's got guns these days

and they're just itching to use them.

Do you understand?

Let this be the last time I hear of t.R.

Let this be the
last time I hear of t.R.

Maybe we should get guns too.

I already have a gun.

Let's just move some place else.

My old man has a shotgun.

Come on, don't look so worried.

Everything's gonna be all right.

I know where I can get a .45,

but I have to steal it.

Let's go to frisco!

Yay!

What a pigsty!

Jesus Christ!

At least they got good taste in women.

Sit down!

See that, see it?

What do you want?

We wanna let you know
we're sick of your shit.

This is what you might call a warning.

If there's any more
trouble from you creeps,

some heads are gonna roll.

You filthy whore!

You get the message?

Next time we'll do more than
tear off somebody's shirt.

Holy fuck.

You know what I was thinking?

No, what was you thinking?

Have you seen my shirt?

Yeah, you're wearing it.

Not this shirt, asshole.

My yellow shirt.

If somebody took that shirt

I'll knock their fucking teeth out.

Nobody'd want that shirt.

= don't call me an asshole.

Well, where is it then?

What the hell is wrong with you?

I can't find my fucking
shirt, can't you hear?

Well, I can't find my fucking dope.

It's not where I hid it.

If I know you, you were probably

too twisted to remember where you put it.

I remember distinctively.

Distinctly.

Whatever.

I had a jar of 25 black triangles,

and I put 'em in my sleeping
bag down by my feet,

and now they're gone.

All I know is I go to all
the trouble putting nails up

all over the place to
keep things organized,

and now I can't find my god damned shirt.

My sentiments precisely.

Hey, open this door!

Open this door right now!

Sheila?

What's going on?

You and your stupid dope!

This is what I think of your dope.

What are you doing?

Man, what did you do that for?

That's crazy!

= Sheila's dead.

That's what happened to your stupid dope!

What?

= Sheila's dead.

Go ahead, read it.

To my friends.

Don't be mad at me for doing this.

But I really don't wanna
stick around any longer.

I'm sorry.

I hope all of you have
fun with your lives.

The time I've lived with you
was the best part of my life.

Thanks.

I love you all, especially Joe.

Gone forever, Sheila.

P.s. I hope you don't have to move.

Huh, that's funny.

I hope you don't have to move.

Do you hear something out there?

No, Ethan, just sit down
and be quiet for a while.

So, what are we gonna do?

T think we all should decide.

Aren't you supposed to call
the police when somebody dies?

Great, and that's just what we need.

What about the coroner?

If we do that, then
they'll call the police.

Right, and then they're probably

gonna try and blame it on us.

Don't you think we should
let her parents know?

God damn it, keef, man,

if it wasn't for you none of this shit

would of happened in the first place.

Yeah, I always knew something
like this would happen.

Some friend you are.

You're always such a
jerk, you fucking druggy.

Why don't you
just leave him alone?

Why don't you shut up?

Keef is our friend too,
you don't have to rag on him.

Man, he shouldn't even be around here

if he's gonna pull shit like that.

= wait a minute!

But it was so good before.

= just take her home.

= do what?

Let's just take her home.

Yeah, when Cindy Bartholomew od'd,

her friends put her on the
front seat of her mother's car.

Well, that's pretty crappy.

We're not gonna do that.

I know where Sheila's parents live.

We could just bring her home.

Yes?

Are you Sheila's father?

Yes, I am.

Well, we're
sorry to tell you this,

but she killed herself.

What is this, a joke?

No, it's not.

Please, take her.

We didn't know what else to do.

We'd like to go to the funeral.

If you don't mind.

Oh my god.

I'm sorry, but the mother
requests that you leave.

All of you.

Leave?

How come?

Please, just do as we ask.

My wife's really very upset.

We aren't feeling that
great either, believe me.

We understand.

Good, then will you leave?

The mother really doesn't want you here.

And neither do I.

= but we don't wanna to leave.

But you have to.

I mean, look at you.

We didn't have any nice clothes to wear.

We're sorry.

Will you please show
these young people out?

Why don't you just visit
the grave after we'd left?

Or maybe tomorrow.

Sheila was our friend,

and we have every right
to be here if we want to.

We're staying right here.

No, you are not.

We're sitting all the
way in the back here.

Can't you just ignore us?

No, we can't ignore you!

I don't want you here.

We didn't like you when Sheila was alive,

and we don't like you now.

If it weren't for you she'd
probably still be alive.

No, asshole, if it wasn't
for you she'd still be alive.

Don't you say that, you
don't know anything about us.

Yes, I do. Sheila told me all about you.

She told me how you couldn't
keep your hands off her.

You shut up!

You molested your own
daughter, you scumbag,

and then you beat her.

She showed me the scars.

You're a fucking asshole, you know that?

Eat my shorts, you fuck!

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hey, you, t.R.!

Me?

Yeah, you.

Come here!

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where's Jack?

Inside, I guess.

= go in there and find him

and tell him to get his
ass out here right now!

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yeah?

Don't yeah me.

And don't come up with no fucking attitude

after what you've pulled.

We went to our friend's
funeral, all right?

Big deal.

And beat the shit out
of your friend's father!

He's in the hospital,
in case you didn't know.

You can't piss off people
the way you do, Jack.

This time you've bit off
more than you can chew.

Somebody's gonna stop you.

Personally I'd like to see
all of you in jail for a while.

Yeah, book 'em, danno.

I'm not gonna arrest you,

but I do want you out of that house.

If you don't leave
somebody's gonna get hurt.

I want you out tonight!

What, no way.

You can forget it.

Where are we supposed to go?

Anywhere!

Just get out of that place.

If these people can't find
you, they can't hurt you.

I want you to tell your
friends to get out there

and pack up their things tonight!

It's for your own good.

= I'll be out there in a few hours

to make sure that you're gone.

Hey.

You could come home, you know.

Your mother would like that.

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I like your personality!

Phew.

Here.

So how are you feeling, Ethan?

Mm, I feel kinda scared.

Oh, you shouldn't.

Hey.

Ain't nothing worth saving in here.

Yeah, but don't you
think we really outta

trash this place before we leave?

= trash it?

This is so fucked, I can't believe it!

So, what are you gonna do?

Go back home, I guess.

Fag city.

What about you?

= t don't know.

All right, I've got it!

Here's what we're gonna do.

Check it out.

I'm gonna go siphon some
gas out of your car.

Then when we get ready to
leave, right before we leave,

we'll set the whole place on fire.

It'll be fun to watch it burn.

Don't you think?

Whatever.

There you are.

Hey, buddy, what's happening?

Sit down, this is great.

I've been
looking all over for you.

Your wife doesn't even know where you are.

S07?

Come here I wanna talk to you.

Over here.

Did you hear what happened?

No, what?

Hi.

Oh, I don't wanna anything, thanks.

= give him a scotch on the rocks.

They buried one of those kids today.

A 16-year-old girl.

Really?

O.d.?

= t don't know.

But are you ready for this?

Those kids busted in and
raided a funeral home.

They tore the place apart.

Are you shitting me?

Ah, shit.

Ew, god.

= wait a minute.

What the fuck are we doing?

I don't know about you, but there's no way

anyone's gonna make me leave this place.

Tom, wake up and smell the coffee, man.

It's hopeless.

Your old man only
wants us to leave because

he doesn't think we can
take care of ourselves.

That's bullshit.

We're smarter than those assholes.

Yeah, it seems like if they
run us out of this place...

They'll just run us out
of the next place we'll find.

My old man's coming back
later and if we're still here

he's gonna shit twinkies.

Can you imagine how
that girl's mother felt?

Her only daughter up there in a box

and those son-of-a-bitches
come in wreck the place,

and than brutalize the family.

Unbelievable.

I mean, I am not religious,

but if you ask me that's downright sinful.

Well, Jack, what's it gonna be?

Who's got a match?

Got a match?

Save it, razzle.

We're staying.

Staying?

Yeah, we're not leaving
this place without a fight.

= shit.

We're gonna have to go back out there.

That's what I was thinking.

Get the hell outta here!

Bastard!

Who are the bastards now?

Oh, I'm mad as hell!

- Go!
- Go back to hell!

You suck!

Get the hell outta here!

You suck!

Get outta here!

, shitface!

Oh, shit!

What's going on?