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Yo, Rusty-James.

Biff Wilcox lookin' for you, Rusty-James.

I'm not hidin'.

He says he's gonna kill you, Rusty-James.

Sayin' ain't doin'.

Shit.

Shit. That's tough.

These things happen, Rusty-James.

Maybe we should go double or nothing
sometime.

Sit down.

Cats constantly fightin'
and arguin' amongst yourselves,

like typical fuckin' yabbos.

Watch your language. Come on. Come on.

Hey, uh, Benny,
get me a chocolate milk, huh?

So what's he doin' about this?

This Biff,
what's he doin' about killin' me, man?

The deal is, man,
you're supposed to meet him tonight

- under the arches behind the pet store
at about... -00.

Here, put a little hair on your chest.

He's comin' alone then, huh?

I wouldn't count on it, man.

Well, if he's bringin' friends,
then I'm bringin' friends, man.

Yeah, but you know how
that's gonna turn out, Rusty-James.

Everybody will end up getting into it.

You bring people, he brings people.
You're gonna have to fight ‒

If you think I'm goin' to that vacant lot
by myself, man, you're fuckin' crazy.

Watch your language over there. Watch it.

- Rusty-James ‒
- Bring it down. Cool it off.

Just butt out.
What the hell do you think you're doin'?

Fuck you, Smokey.
Steve goes wherever I go.

Steve, come here. Sit down.

Sit down and be quiet.

Damn it, Rusty-James, it's been a long time
since we've had that kind of trouble.

Chicken, Smoke? Oh, Smoke's a chicken.

- Smokey doesn't want to come, he doesn't have to.
- Smokey, we understand chicken.

- Hey, Rusty-James.
- B.J.!

Smokey's a chicken.

What, you don't want to come?
Fine. We don't need ya.

Hey, Rusty-James,
you know I'm gonna be there, man.

But you know what the Motorcycle Boy
said about gang fights.

The Motorcycle Boy
hasn't been around for two months,

so don't go tellin' me about that.

What if the Motorcycle Boy came back
and found out?

What?

I said, what if your brother came back
and found out?

My brother ain't back, man! All right?
I'm sick of hearin' this shit.

I don't know when he's comin' back,
if he's comin' back.

If you assholes want to wait around
for the rest of your life

to see what he says, fine.

- Fine, man.
- Get down off there.

But I'm gonna stomp
that little shit-ass tonight,

and I think I should have
a few fuckin' friends there.

- Are you listening to me?
- Rusty-James, we're gonna be there, man.

All right? We are gonna be there.

- But let's just keep it between you two.
- B.J.

Right behind ya.

- Get down off of there, man.
- All right. We're ready.

I'm sorry, Benny. Sorry, man.

Man, I love fights, man.

This reminds me of the old days
when we used to have rumbles.

Heroin ruined the gangs, man.
Junk, you know?

I wouldn't know.

You wouldn't know, would ya?
Ask my brother. He'll tell ya.

A gang really meant something back then.

That gang shit was out of style
when you was ten years old.

Bullshit, man. I was fuckin' 11.
I can remember it.

I was in the Swamp Babies.
That was the peewee branch of the Packers.

- Yeah?
- Gangs really meant something back then.

Yeah, like getting sent to the hospital
once a week.

You have no loyalty, man. No organization.

Well, lookit, I'm going, ain't I?

If you think this is gonna be a rumble,
you're crazy.

'Cause you and Biff are gonna go at it,
and the rest of us is gonna watch.

And I doubt too many people are gonna
show up for that much anyway.

Yeah, yeah. Listen. Listen.
You guys, I'll be right with ya.

I gotta go talk to someone, right?

Patty. Patty, hey.

Who are you, stranger?

Rusty-James, the man of your dreams.

You mean my nightmares?
What are you doing?

- Rusty-James.
- Listen, babe.

- I'm comin' over tonight.
- Rusty-James, I ‒

You like?

I'm not allowed to have boyfriends over
when Mother's out.

Since when?

- Since I first started having boyfriends.
- Hey, Romeo and Juliet.

- When was this?
- When I was nine.

Get back in there, Donna.

First time I ever heard about it.

Yeah, well, I haven't seen you
in a long time.

- What? I've been busy, man.
- So I've heard.

Hey, listen. I'm comin' over tonight,
so you better roll out the red carpet.

Yeah, well, we'll see.

Hey, you're crazy about me. You know that?

I am?

Yeah.

You know, you set up a fight
and you recruit half the neighborhood,

and now I guess
you got plans of your own, huh?

Yep. Take a walk, Smoke.

If Biff's there and you don't show up, you know
what's gonna happen to the rest of us?

What?

You think he's gonna believe
we went there to watch?

Hey, listen, man.

Split up. Meet me there at 9:30.

I won't let you down, all right?
Let's go, Steve.

What's the matter with you?

You got a cigarette?

You know I don't have any cigarettes.

That's right.

I forgot.

What's wrong?

Nothin'.
I'm just a little tired. That's all.

Is it because
the Motorcycle Boy's been gone?

Steve, I don't want
to talk about him, all right?

Don't start up on me, okay?

What's with this?

- Huh?
- It's a habit. I got into it.

Yeah, well, break it.

Hey, Rusty-James.

Hey, Donna. Your sister home?

Yeah, but I thought
you were coming to see me.

Is your mother home?

No. My sister's home.

How about seeing me afterward?

Patty! Rusty-James is here.

Hey, sweetheart.

Thought I told you
I wasn't supposed to have company tonight.

What? What? What?

What have you been so busy with?

- What have I been so busy with?
- Yes.

Nothin'. I just been hangin' around.

Basically just messin' around.
Nothin', you know.

Yeah, with girls?

Girls?
What are you talkin' about, with girls?

You know I'd never do that.

You're always with girls.

- Get back inside, squirt.
- I wanna listen to your conversation.

- Okay.
- Wise guy.

- Traitor.
- I'm not a traitor.

Keep 'em covered, Wong.

Joan, see if she has a gun.

So, how have you been?

Donna.

You can put your hands down
if you want.

Rokoff ‒

Donna!

... I have some questions
I would like to ask you.

I get the picture.

Will you answer them now,
or shall I telephone for the police?

All right, get out of here, Donna.

- I lied to you.
- Stand back.

I was wrong.
I was wicked, but what could I do?

I never intended for things
to go as far as they have.

- He forced me.
- He?

- Yuck.
- Who is he?

You guys aren't supposed
to do that in front of me.

Donna, go to your room. Now.

It's bedtime.

I should do my ten-page report on you ‒
including illustrations.

You're gonna get it.

Have fun.

What happened to Grogan?

You know, I really missed you.
You know that?

He means to look in there.

The old man, he came on the ship.
I saw him.

It's the old man, all right.

But it's Grogan too.
I could never forget him.

I want the name of the man who did this.

Miss Rokoff, you promised to help us
in return for our protection,

but we can't protect you
unless you tell us the name of the man ‒

Wong!

I fear that she's hypnotized.

...just lowly houseboy.

No. The evidence says
they act involuntarily.

We must get Miss Rokoff to a hospital
so we can get the rest of her confession.

Take care of him.

He hates
both the European and Asiatic races.

Oh, baby.

His hatred for the Chinese is so great
that he has become a madman on the subject.

A madman bent on extermination.

And he will succeed in his plans
if his inventions are not destroyed.

He has a machine
which is an advanced form of television.

Rusty-James.

Rusty-James. Wake up.

What the fuck are you doin'?
Jesus. What time is it?

Is it morning or night?

Night. You're great company.

A quarter to 10:00.

I gotta ‒ Oh, shit.
I gotta fight Biff Wilcox at 10:00.

Thanks. Now Mom will think I drank it.

Ah!

Finish it.

What's the matter, babe?

Come on, cheer up.

You told me
you wouldn't be fighting all the time.

This isn't all the time.
This is just this once, all right?

You always say that.

You always try so hard
to be like your brother, Rusty-James.

Hey, my brother's the coolest.

Well, you're better than cool.
You're warm.

Yeah, but...

he's smart.

You're smart.

You're just not word smart.

Yeah?

Listen.

I love you, but I gotta run. Okay?

- All right, I'll see you later.
- Yeah.

Be careful.

I love you.

Hey, Rusty-James,
we just about gave up on you.

Watch out. I'll take you on for warm-up.

Hey, man. You ready? Let's go.

Who's here, man? Huh?

I gotta have as many guys as Biff.
This is bullshit.

I thought we were
supposed to watch, Rusty-James.

What's up, fellas?

Hey, Rusty-James. Where you been?

Where were you?

I was at Patty's. What's it to you, huh?

Nothin', Rusty-James. Nothin'.

You're not expecting
to find Steve here, are you?

Why do you put up with that wimp?

I've known him since kindergarten,
all right?

You've got a bad habit
of getting attached to people, man.

Yep. Let's go.

Where's Steve?

Maybe he's late.

Yeah, it looks like we're gonna have
to fight ourselves, huh?

Rusty-James.

Fuckin' Steve, man.

Where that Rusty-James?

I'm here.

Not for long, punk.

- Careful, man. He's been popping pills.
- I hate fighting hopped-up people.

Biff Wilcox, you scum.

I hear you're lookin' for me.

Come on, ducky. Come on.

Take a fuckin' swing at me, man,
so I can just ‒

- Come here, you little ‒
- Take a swing at you?

Come on! Come on, man, take a swing at me.

- Gonna fuckin' cut you to pieces.
- He's got a knife!

It's gonna be a dirty fight, hey?

- That's right! Come on, man! Come on!
- Let's go.

Rusty-James!

- Come on, Rusty!
- Do this fuckin' guy's ass!

Beat the fuck out of him!

- Come on.
- Come on and fight!

Go for the knife, man!

Come on, Rusty. Come on, Rusty.
Beat the fuck out of him.

Rip his fuckin' asshole out!

Come on, Rusty! Beat the fuck out of him!

Come on. Get him!

Rusty-James!

Bust his head! Bust his head!

Go for the knife, Rusty! The knife!

You like to play with knives, Biff?

Huh? Huh?

Rip his head off!

Scumbag.

What is this,
another glorious battle for the kingdom?

Hey, man,
I thought you were gone for good.

I thought we had a treaty.

Look out, Rusty-James!

Oh, shit!

You're one dead cat, Rusty-James.

You gotta keep still.

You'll be okay. Just ‒ Just stay still.

Don't move. Shh. Don't move.

You pissed off at me, man?

- No.
- Don't talk.

You'll be all right. I'll take care of you.

It's a little bit late for you,
isn't it, Steven?

- Better get on home, boy.
- Yes, sir.

You know, I'd watch the company I kept
if I were you.

You know,
I really thought he'd left town for good.

Yeah? May-Maybe he missed you
too much, man.

Maybe he had to come back just to see you.

You know, we'd all be better off
if you'd stayed gone.

I got it.

I got it.

- Lay him right there.
- Okay.

- Easy. Easy.
- Come on. Put him down. Easy.

Oh, my God, he's bleeding.
You're bleeding everywhere.

Keep him still.

All right, just hold him there.

What are you gonna do?

Do something.

- Where's the old man?
- He ain't home.

Why don't you help him?

Okay, I'm just gonna take a look.

Here, take a swig of this.

That's a lot of blood.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck!

What are you doing? That must hurt.

You know, he ought to go to a doctor.

Look, he's been hurt worse than this.

That could get infected. Don't touch it.

Relax, all right?

Then they'd have to cut my side off.

Where'd you go, man?

- I went to California.
- Yeah?

Yeah. Stay down.

- Now, stay down, all right?
- Fuck.

California's nice, huh?

What do you think California's like?

Like all that shit
you see in the movies, man.

Blondes walkin' around,

the Beach Boys...

palm trees.

The ocean, man. How was the ocean? Huh?

- Nah, I didn't get to the ocean.
- No?

No, I didn't get to the ocean.
California got in the way.

Yeah?

California got in the way?

Thought California was ‒ was on the coast.

Don't talk so much.

Come on, Steve, cut the shit.

It's not bleeding as bad.

He looks different.

I think it's the tan.

Yeah.
I guess you get tan in California, huh?

What do you think?

What's wrong with him?

He goes deaf sometimes.

He's color-blind too.

Lot of people are color-blind.
It's no big deal.

He looks so old.
I forget he's just 21.

Yeah? That's pretty old.

Nah. He looks really old.

Like... 25 or something.

Steve, you know what?
I've been thinkin', man.

And I think that when I get older,
I'm gonna look a lot like him.

- You know what I mean?
- No way.

What? Tell me what's different.

Well, for one thing...

the Motorcycle Boy ‒

I never know what he's thinking.

But you ‒

I always know what you're thinking.

Okay, you guys. Um ‒

The decimal process is also
just the reverse of the fraction process.

If you ever have a fraction
and you convert them back to ‒

Rusty? Rusty-James?
May I have your attention, please?

Okay. The conversion process
for the fraction back to the decimal ‒

Fuck.

Here, Rusty-James! Catch it!

Really missed you, man.

Thought you were gone for good.

Not me, man. I got homesick.

...a few things that we reviewed
at the beginning of the year.

You'll notice the students
are working on the machines.

I want you to observe how they're dressed.

One of the most important aspects of safety
is eye protection.

There is a state law that requires us
to furnish you with eye protection.

It's probably one of the most important
requirements that we teach all year.

After all, safety is the number one thing
that we try to get over in shop.

In regard to eye protection,
we have three devices that we use.

Face shields, your eye goggles...

We talked, and she made us copy
"I will not talk" a million times.

- What?
- I was explaining to this other girl.

You know Stephanie.
I explained what happened.

It was during break ‒

- Hey.
- What are you doing here?

Those are my mother's cigarettes.
What are you doing?

You know, when I was a girl,
my boyfriend took me places.

- Mother.
- Hurry up.

Listen, listen.
I'll take you somewhere, babe.

- Don't worry about it. It never mattered.
- No, no, no, no.

We'll go to that Matoaka concert tonight.

And then maybe afterwards, uh ‒

Maybe afterwards we'll, you know,
go somewhere private.

- Okay?
- You know you can't afford the tickets.

- No, no.
- It doesn't matter.

No, I'll get some money.

And then, you know, just get dolled up
and don't worry about that.

And I'll come by and pick you up
around 7:00 or 8:00 or something.

Okay.

Patty. Get in the house.

See you tonight.

- Hi.
- Move it.

Just fuckin' move, huh? What are you ‒

Charming child.

What is this, huh? Huh? What is this?

He just gets back, you're already
hangin' around buggin' him. Why?

Why do you dislike me so much?

I mean,
I've always tried to be your friend.

No, I didn't say I dislike you.

I just don't like substitute teachers
livin' in my building. All right?

Oh, what is this?

You think just 'cause you read
the same books as him?

Doesn't mean shit. Means nothing.

You don't know him. You don't know him.

- You know nothing, man!
- I know.

You're just
another one of his chicks, man.

He don't like you any more
than he likes any of the rest of 'em.

He doesn't like me now. Period.

What's the matter?

You're shootin' up?

Fuckin' heroin, man.

Me and him, we never did dope.

Ruined the gangs. It ruined everything.

If I ever caught my girlfriend
doin' that shit,

I'd break her fuckin' arm.

Only her arm?

I wish he would show me that much mercy.

I'm not hooked though.

You see, I just thought
it might help me a little bit.

I thought he was gone for good...

and I was wrong.

But I was right.

No, no, no, no. You were wrong.

You're wrong. You're fuckin' wrong, man.
He's back.

Always talkin' crazy.

Poor kid.

Looks like you're messed up
all the time now, one way or the other.

I'm okay.

Let's go get a bite to eat.

- Hey.
- What?

Hey.

- Hey.
- What?

- Hey.
- I'm all right.

- Hey.
- What?

Why?

- Why what?
- Why?

- Oh, fuck.
- Hey.

- Hey.
- Oh, fuck.

- Why? Why?
- Fuck, man.

No, no, no, no. Don't tell me, "Fuck, fuck."
Why?

- Huh?
- I don't know.

Let's get something to eat.

Will you talk to me? Why?

- I don't know.
- Why?

- Why what?
- Why?

What?

Why are you fucked up all the time
one way or another?

Huh?

I don't know, man.

I don't know.

Hey, sweetie. Hey.

Both of you are home.

Hey, Dad, you got any money I can borrow?

I haven't seen you for quite some time.

Well, I was home last night, Dad.

I didn't notice.

I need some money, Pops.

Are you ill, Russell James?

I got cut up in a knife fight.

- Yeah, really.
- Yeah.

Yep.

Really.

Hmm.

Strange lives you two lead.

Yeah, right.

Strange?
At least I ain't a lawyer on welfare.

Right?

Thanks.

Lawyer on welfare.

Hey. How are you? How was your trip?

I went to California.

How was California?

It was one laugh after another.

- California.
- Even better than here.

Oh, boy. Hmm.

- I don't know. I mean, it was like ‒
- Oh, really? Uh-huh.

No, Dad, I was there.

Do you wanna compare notes, Dad? Huh?

- Okay, that's it. That's it.
- No, no, no, no.

That's it! That's it. That's it!

Hey, come on, you guys.
Cut the shit, will ya?

- Come on, cut it out.
- That's it. Really.

That's it. That's it. That's it.

- Now wait a minute.
- No, you can't have it. No.

Cool off, man. Come on, Dad.

Hey! No more.

No more.

You're exactly like your mother.

Russell James...

I want you to please be more careful.

Huh.

You know that ‒ that chick Cassandra, man?
I saw her. She said she wasn't hooked.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Yeah, well, I believe her.

- You do?
- Sure.

You know what happened to the people
who didn't believe Cassandra?

Yeah. The Greeks got 'em.

- You know what I mean?
- What?

The Greeks got 'em.

Man, what the fuck do the Greeks
have to do with anything, huh?

Shit.

You think I care what the Greeks ‒
No, I don't care.

- I don't give a shit what the Greeks did. Fuck.
- Rusty-James?

- What?
- Will you do me a favor?

- What?
- Come over here.

Let's have a little more respect
around here from now on, huh?

Fuck you. No, I'm only kiddin'.
I'm glad you're back. Really.

- Come here. Come here.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Come over here. Come on.
I'll hold him. You pants him.

Time is a funny thing.

Time is a very peculiar item.

You see, when you're young ‒
you're a kid ‒ you got time.

You got nothin' but time.

Throw away a couple of years here,
a couple of years there.

It doesn't matter. You know.

The older you get,
you say, "Jesus, how much I got?

I got 35 summers left."

Think about it.

Thirty-five summers.

Would you quiet down?

Smokey, man, you sure
come up with some good ideas, bro.

Man, that is what I'm here for.

Ooh, let's get fucked up, huh?

So where's the guys?

No, wait a minute!

- Just take off her bra.
- Really?

Hey!

All right, you get a drink of this.

- Hey.
- Hungover again?

No, no, no, no. I'm sick.

Really. Feel.
Want to write me out a late pass?

Mr. Harrigan wants to see you
in his office.

Oh, yeah?

- Great. What does he want?
- He'll tell you.

Rusty, you've been in here
to see me before.

Is this your daughter, Mr. Harrigan?
She's kind of cute.

You start at Cleveland next Monday, Rusty.

You're suspended till then.

Good. Fine! Suspend the hell out of me.
You think I care?

The only reason I'm going to this fuckin'
school is 'cause my friends are here, man.

You think I give a shit? I don't give a shit.

I don't give a shit, man.
You suspend me? I fuckin' quit.

- Bye. Call me.
- Bye.

- See you later.
- Hi, Rusty-James.

Boy, is she mad at you.

Hey.

Hey, what's up? Patty.

Hey, what's the matter, babe, huh?

- What's the matter?
- Come on, cheer up.

Please, don't touch me, Rusty-James.

What's the matter?
What are you so upset about?

All right.

- I heard all about your little party.
- What?

- Up at the lake.
- So what?

Marsha Kirk was there.
She told me all about it.

What's a little party have to do
with you and me, babe?

- Come on.
- Oh, yes.

Please!

- What's the matter? I didn't do nothing.
- Tell me, how's your girlfriend doing?

- What girl? What are you talking about?
- The black-haired tramp.

What does she have to do
with anything, Patty?

- Come on, babe. Come on.
- You treat me like shit.

You do. You fuck other girls,
and all you do is shit on me.

Come on. Your little sister's right here.
I don't fuck other girls.

- You're the girl I love.
- Don't. Don't!

Come on, babe.

Look, just go fuck yourself.

All right? You are an asshole!

All right. All right. Fuck you too.

Fuck you!

What the fuck did I do?
I didn't do nothin'!

Bullshit.

I don't ever want to see your face again.

Good. You won't have to, you little bitch!

Fuck it.

Hey, Bro.

What's going on, man?

- Got a cigarette?
- Yeah.

Hey, let's do something tonight,
all right?

Let's just get the fuck outta here.

Go across the bridge,
over to the strip or something, you know?

Do you want to do that?
Hey. What are you reading?

Well, there's a picture of me
in this magazine.

Whoa.

Nice.

Is there an article in here about you?

No. Some photographer took my picture
when I was out in California.

This is a good picture, man.

Man, wait until those guys
hear about this shit, man.

No, no, no. Don't.

Rusty-James,
I'd rather you didn't tell anyone.

I mean, God knows
it's gonna get around soon enough.

- All right. All right. That's cool.
- You know what I mean?

I'm tired of all this Robin Hood,
Pied Piper bullshit.

I'd just as soon stay a neighborhood novelty,
if it's all the same to you.

- Mmm.
- You know?

Hey, I know what you mean
when you say the Pied Piper, man.

Those fuckin' guys would have
followed you anywhere, man.

They probably still would.

- Think about it.
- The Pied Piper.

What do you mean the Pied Piper?

Well, you said it, not me. But ‒

But I get what you mean, man.

I mean, fuck.

Like the guy with the flute, man. They would
have followed you anywhere. Anywhere.

I have a flute?

Yeah.

Like in the movie, man.

Yeah.

Yeah, they'd all follow me, uh,
to the river, huh?

And jump in.

I don't know.

Yeah, they probably would, man.

You know, if you're gonna lead people...

you have to have somewhere to go.

Hey, what are you gonna do,
work me over with your nightstick?

Huh?

- Why'd he come back?
- He lives here, man.

You know, you live somewhere.
He lives somewhere.

But he knew better than to come back.

Hey, this is his home, man.
Know what I mean?

Motorcycle Boy.

The Motorcycle Boy. The Motorcycle ‒

You think you know about him? Huh?

Yeah.

I don't understand.
Why do you hate him so much? Huh?

I hate him so much because
you kids think he's something he's not.

- He's no hero.
- Like you are?

Like you're a hero, huh?
You're a hero, right?

Come on, let's go.

Let's go, man.

You really like this river, huh?

It's a cool river.

It goes all the way to the ocean.

Yeah.

- Here.
- I don't want any.

Steve, take a drink.

This stuff tastes so awful.

It'll get you
where you want to go.

Hey, look, remind me to chew gum
before I go home, okay?

Yeah. Sure.

Why do you drink so much? You can't stand
your father drinking all the time.

What? I don't drink so much, man.
You're so full of it.

My father finds out
I've been drinking, I'm gonna get killed.

Whoa.

Lookin' good. Lookin' good.

Kid, give me that balloon.

Shit.

♪ In the middle of a dream ♪

♪ I heard somebody
call my name ♪

♪ I was afraid I'd make you cry... ♪

I don't suppose
I could come with you, huh?

No, not this time.

He doesn't like her.

We had some nice trips, though, huh?

Yeah, we had some nice trips.

♪ The sweetest man
I've ever known ♪

- ♪ It was the man they call Tyrone ♪
- You know, she's a junkie.

I don't know what the fuck
he sees in her anyway.

- She's beautiful.
- She's a lost cause, man.

Let's go, huh?

- She is a knockout.
- Come on, let's get outta here.

♪ Tyrone, oh, Tyrone ♪

Yo, Bro, let's blow.

♪ Sweetest man I ever seen ♪

Let's go. Come on.

- Watch it, guy.
- Outta my way.

Yee-hoo!

Wow. It's so cool over here.

I hate our neighborhood, man.
There's no color.

Hey, you don't see colors, do you?

And you're deaf too.
Rusty-James told me that.

What does it all look like to you?

Black-and-white TV
with the sound turned low.

I thought color-blind people couldn't see
red or green or brown or something like that.

You wanna wait for them?

You know, it seems to me
like I can remember seeing colors.

It was a long time ago.

Yeah?

You know, I stopped being a kid
when I was five.

Yeah? I wonder
when I'm gonna stop being a little kid.

Not ever.

I saw our mother
when I was out in California.

You mean she's alive?

Huh?

In California, huh?

You know, I saw her on television.

I was sitting in a comfortable bar,
and I was minding my own business.

They had one of those award shows
on the TV,

and when the camera
went over the audience, I saw her.

Yeah?

And I knew,
if I went out to California, I'd find her.

- And I did.
- I thought she was dead, man.

And now I know.

Now I know why the old man always said,
"You look exactly like your mother."

Yeah?

I must look like her too, huh?

She's living with a fucking movie producer.

Or she was then. I don't know.

Was she ‒

Was she glad to see you?

- Oh, yeah. She was. Yeah.
- Yeah?

She said it was
the funniest thing she ever heard of.

She even wanted me to come in
and move in with her.

California is a...

Yeah, it's very funny.
It's even ‒ even better than here.

California's nice, huh?

Nice place?

California? California's like a...

Yeah, California's like a beautiful, wild ‒

beautiful, wild girl on heroin...

who's high as a kite,
thinkin' she's on top of the world...

...not knowin' she's dying,
even if you show her the marks.

Hey, man.

It's so cool over here.
I really dig it over here.

The lights.

All these people, man. I love crowds.

Ah, you know, I don't know why.
Maybe it's because, uh ‒

...the New York Times
or the New York Post. Daily News.

...I can't stand being left alone, man.

I ‒ I really can't. I fuckin' ‒

I feel like ‒ I feel like I'm gettin' choked.
You know what I mean?

I feel like I'm being choked.

See, you can deal with it.

See, when you were two years old
and I was six,

your mother decided to leave.

You know, she took me with her.

When the old man found out,
he went on a three-day drunk.

He told me it was the first time that ‒

He told me it was the first time
he ever got drunk.

- Come on, Steve, get off me.
- Hey, look.

- I imagine he liked it.
- Go ahead. What were you saying?

- Hey, sweetie. Would you like a date? Huh?
- What were you saying? Go ahead.

I said he told me
it was the first time he ever got drunk.

And anyway, you see, he left you alone
in the house for those three days.

You know, we didn't live where we do now.

It was a very large house. And, uh...

Anyway, what happened was,
uh, eventually she dumped me,

and they took me back, uh, to the old man.

He sobered up enough to go home.
And I suppose that, uh ‒

...that's how you developed
your fear of being alone.

And I'm leaving!

You never told me that before.

Hold it right there a sec.

No.

I didn't think it'd do you any good.

Come on. Lookit, lookit!

Watch it, man. Out of my way.

Hey, ugly, get the fuck out of my way.

Hey! What are you doing? Don't do that.

- Steve, don't bug me.
- Hey!

- All right, Steve, don't bug me.
- You just don't go pounding on people.

- Steve, I'm not in the mood for you, man.
- What are you doing?

- Why are you pounding on people like that?
- I'm not in the mood. All right?

Man!

You think it would've
crossed his mind to tell me

that he saw our mother
when he went to California.

- Who?
- If it was me, I would have told him.

That's just something
he should've told me, all right?

I'm his brother.
I got a right to know this, man.

What are you talking about?

Hey, how you doin', my man?

To hell with you.
I'm sick and tired of ‒ Help!

Do you know who the fuck I am?

He's a deep motherfucker, man, you know?

You know, I'm gonna be just like him too.
I'm gonna look like him.

You ain't gonna never be like that, man.

How do you know, man? What the fuck
do you know? I might look like him.

You ain't gonna be like that, man.
He's a prince, you know?

That's right.

Give it time, buddy boy. Give it time.

Know what he's like?
Royalty in exile. You know what I mean?

Isn't there anything he can't do?

Shh. Shh.

Officer, I salute you.

Yeah!

I'm fucked up.

Rusty, let's get out of here.

Come on. Let's go. Wake up.

- Wake up.
- Fuck.

Don't go to sleep.

- Where'd he go?
- This guy ‒ This band's good.

- Hey. Come on. Where'd he go?
- Hey.

Who?

Where's the living legend?

He probably swiped a cycle
and took off or something.

I thought we were
sticking to the middle of the streets.

I'm in a hurry.

Well, if you're scared,
I should be terrified.

Hey, I ain't scared, man.
This place just gives me the creeps.

I just don't like dark,
empty alleys, all right?

It's the same thing.

Why are you whispering?
- I'm not whispering.

Would you slow down?

Oh, God, we're dead.

You got any bread?

What? He's not gonna bash us
even if we got bread?

- Sure, that's it.
- Progressive country.

- Steve.
- Integrated mugging.

Yo, I ain't got no fuckin' money, man.

We don't want any trouble.

Hey, really, man. We don't want any trouble.
We really don't want any trouble.

Fuck off, man!

Rusty-James!

Rusty-James.

Rusty-James!

Six dollars.

- Oh! Rusty-James?
- What's he got?

Couple of bucks. Something for cigarettes.

- This motherfucker's got nothing.
- Help!

- Son of a bitch!
- Rusty-James!

Patty, you were the only one.
I swear, baby.

A toast to Rusty-James, a very cool dude.

To Rusty-James!

Rusty-James, please!

Steve!

Steve!

Come on, motherfucker. Come on!

No. No!

- Rusty-James?
- What?

Rusty-James, you still alive?

Yeah. No.

I don't know.

My stomach.

My head.

What happened to those guys
that creamed us, man?

He bashed 'em.

Clobbered 'em.

He nailed one of them really good.
The other took off.

Way to go, man.

Way to go.

You're going to the hospital this time,
Rusty-James. I mean it.

Back when the rumbles were goin' on,

- man, we used to ‒
- Oh, would you shut up about that!

- Every day somebody was getting mangled.
- I said shut up!

You and your gangs.

It was bullshit, Rusty-James.

It wasn't anything you think it was.

A bunch of punks killing each other.

- Hey, Steve. You don't know nothin' about it.
- Don't tell me I don't know nothin'.

- You don't know nothin' about it.
- You tell him!

You! Tell him.

It wasn't anything.

You see?

- What?
- You see? Did you hear him?

Man, you must have thought
it was something.

You were the fuckin' president, man.

Yeah, well, you know, it was fun at first.

Then it got to be a big bore.

You know, I managed to get credit
for ending the rumbles simply because

everyone knew that I...
knew that they were a big bore.

I mean, they were gonna end anyway. There
was too many people who were doin' dope.

Don't say it was fun.

It wasn't fun.

Well, I was speaking
from personal experience.

I mean, most of them, uh ‒

...didn't think it was fun
when we had a fight.

Man, most of them were scared stiff.

I mean, blind terror in a fight
can easily pass for courage.

There was something about it I remember.

Aw, you're just stupid enough
to have enjoyed it.

- Fuck you.
- Yeah, well, you remember something, Stevie.

Loyalty is his only vice.

The Motorcycle Boy.

I wonder why somebody hasn't taken a rifle
and blown your head off.

Well, even the most primitive society
has an innate respect for the insane.

I want to go home.

Hey, cheer up. Listen. I mean,
the gangs are gonna come back...

once they get the dope off the streets.

You know,
people will persist in joining things.

I mean, you'll see the gangs come back.

If you live that long.

What's the matter with you?

I ain't never seen you sit still so long.

How do you know when someone's crazy?

Well...

you don't always.

It depends on how many people
think they're crazy.

Whoa, yeah.

- Whoo!
- Whoo!

Wow.

So fuckin' hot in here, man.

Here comes your old lady, Rusty-James.

- What?
- Patty.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Hey, she means business.

Hey. Coke, Benny.

Shit.

- Thanks.
- Man.

- You lookin' for me?
- Nope.

Hey, doll.

Shit.

You really look nice.

You look really beautiful.

- How you doin'?
- Fine.

- Did you know I got a gift for you?
- For me?

Uh-huh.

That was ‒ That was me
on my five-year-old birthday party.

I was ‒ I was good-lookin' even back then.

Thank you.

- You want something, Rusty-James?
- What?

Can I help you?

Nah. I think we should step outside.

Hey, I'm not gonna fight you, man.

I just said just...

go outside and talk.

Look at you, man.

Look at you.

It wouldn't be fair now.

You're not in any condition to fight,
Rusty-James.

I told you.
I didn't say nothin' about fighting.

I didn't want to fight you.
Did I say I wanted to fight you?

I said we'll go outside...

and, uh, talk.

Communicate. Get it, man?

All right.

Smokey, the other night, when we were
out at the lake house with your cousin...

and those chicks were there...

did you plan for it
to get back to Patty, huh?

Maybe she'd break up with me
and you could move in and take over

maybe while I was still fucked up
from the fight?

Look at me, goddamn it. Did you?

Well, I guess I did.
I kind of thought about it.

I would've never been able
to think of something like that.

I know.

Rusty-James...

if there were still gangs around,
I'd be president and not you.

You'd be second lieutenant.

You know, you might have made it a while
on the Motorcycle Boy's rep...

but you ain't got your brother's brains.

You've gotta be smart to run things.

It's nothin' personal, Rusty-James...

but nobody would follow you
into a gang fight...

'cause you get people killed.

Nobody wants to be killed.

Well...

I guess you're right.
Nobody wants to get killed.

So you really like Patty, huh?

- Huh? You like her?
- Yeah.

Even if she wasn't your chick,
I'd still like her.

- It's all yours, man.
- Don't flatter yourself.

Hey, boys.

Hey, man. You better be careful, you know.

That cop Patterson is looking
for just one excuse to get him, man.

Yeah? I remember he beat me up once.

Got me locked up in juvenile hall
for the weekend.

He's been after both of us for years.

He's a good cop, man.

The Motorcycle Boy
seems to be his only bad point.

He'll never get the Motorcycle Boy
on anything, man.

Never.

Envy, man.

Gotta be envy.

- You seen him?
- Yeah, man, I seen him over at the pet store.

- What was he doin' there?
- Lookin' at the fish, as far as I could tell.

Those fuckin' fish.

What is it with those fuckin' fish, man?

Hey, what's up?

Hey.

Hey, what's the matter, man? Huh?

Really, are you feelin' all right?

How come the tank is separated?

These are rumble fish.

- They'd kill each other if they could.
- Yeah?

You boys gonna buy a fish
or something?

Nah.

That's right, Rusty-James.

These are Siamese fighting fish.

Watch this.
You know, if you lean a mirror...

up against the glass...

they try to kill themselves
fighting their own reflection.

That's pretty cool.

Yeah. Try it.

Right there.

- In the middle.
- Yeah.

No, over that way.
See that one over there? That one.

Yeah.

I wonder
if they'd act that way in the river.

I should close up now, boys.
I don't carry much cash. Really I don't.

Hey, we're lookin'.

Wow.

- Oh, yeah.
- Hey, man, I really dig the colors.

The colors?

- The colors are cool.
- Mm-hmm.

Makes me
kind of sorry I can't see the colors.

I never thought
you were sorry about anything.

What's the big interest
in the pet store all of a sudden?

They've been hangin' around here.

Take a look at the fish.

You're crazy.

You're really crazy.

And you know
I've known about it all along.

But they belong in the river.

I don't think that they would fight
if they were in the river,

if they had the room to live.

Someone oughta get you off the streets.

Somebody oughta put the fish in the river.

Why are you following me?

- I'm worried, Bro.
- Of what?

I'm worried about you. I'm, uh ‒ I just ‒

Well, why-why you been actin' like this?

Hey. Do you think the old man's in here?

Hey, man.

Hey, Dad.

Hey. Hey.

It's great to see both of you again, huh?

Yeah.

Hey.

I've been meaning to ask you something.

Yes?

Is our mother ‒ Is she crazy? Is she nuts?

Huh?

No, she's okay.

I mean, uh, what-what makes you ask
a question like that?

Well, she just picked up and left, man.

Yeah, well...

- Rusty-James.
- Mm-hmm?

Every now and then,

a person comes along that has a different view
of the world than does the usual person.

It doesn't make 'em crazy.

I mean... an acute perception.

I mean, that doesn't ‒
That doesn't make you crazy.

- Could ‒ Could you talk normal?
- But, however, sometimes...

it can drive you crazy,
an acute perception.

I wish you would talk normal, 'cause...

I don't ‒ I don't understand
half the garbage you're saying.

Uh, you know? You know what I mean?

No, your mother...

was not crazy.

And neither, contrary to popular belief,
is your brother crazy.

He's merely miscast in a play.

He was born in the wrong era...

on the wrong side of the river...

with the ability to be able to do...

anything that he wants to do and, uh...

finding nothing that he wants to do.

- I mean, nothin'.
- Okay.

You don't understand me anymore, do ya?

It's for sure, for sure and actual.
That's the difference.

You never lost your mother.
I lost your mother.

I think ‒ I think that ‒

...I'm gonna be a lot like him
when I grow ‒ when I get older.

You should pray to God not.

You poor baby.

What?

You poor child.

Tab!

Hey, let's do something tonight, huh?

Get some wine, get some chicks, party.

You down?

Man, I feel like I'm wastin' my life
waiting for something.

Waiting for what?

I wish I had a reason to leave, man.

- Come on, man.
- What are you doing?

Come on.

- What are you doing?
- Gonna go for a ride. Shh.

Me and you.

Think I'm crazy?

Hey, you don't want to stop here.
Really, man.

Hey, don't worry
about those fuckin' fish, Bro.

Come on.

The fish are all right. Really.

Where you goin'?

Look, man. You need the money?

I'll get you some money, man. Hey, look.

Everybody saw you hangin' around here
today like you was casing the place.

Hey, look. A million people must have
seen you come in here.

Hey, look! Will you listen to me?

You want the whole neighborhood to know?

Hey, what are you doin', man?
What do you think you're doing?

Hey. Come on. What are you doing
following me around like a lost puppy?

What do you want out of me anyway?

What do you want? You want money?
I can get you some money.

Let's just get out of here.

I don't need any money, man.
What do you want? Really, tell me.

I want you to see me when you look at me.

I want you to talk to me without draggin' on
about the Greeks and shit.

You and the old man,
you think I'm dumb, right?

You think I'm a dummy
'cause I don't know the big words, right?

Always leavin' me out.

Well, I ain't ‒ I ain't that dumb.

Me and you, we ‒ we could've run this whole
side of town if you just gave me a chance.

- Come on out of there. Come on, babe.
- No, no, no, no!

If you just gave me a fuckin' chance, man.
Look at me.

I just want you to see me, man. I'm right here.
I'm right here. I want you to see me.

I do see you, Rusty-James.

Hey, let's get out of here, man.
Me and you, we ‒

- Me and you, we can't. We can't.
- Aw, no, man. Come on!

- Here you go.
- Come on. Don't do that, man.

You know...

You know, I wish I were the big brother
you always wanted.

But I can't be what I want
any more than you can.

Listen. Listen.

I'm gonna put the fish in the river.

And after I do, I want you
to do something for me, okay?

What?

- Now, this is important, so pay attention.
- Okay.

Okay. I'm payin' attention.

I want you to take the cycle...

and I want you to leave.

You got me?
I want you to go clear to the ocean.

I want you to follow the river...

clear to the ocean.

- Okay?
- I...

Okay?

Are you comin' with me?

No.

Hey, don't do that, man.

Huh?

Don't. No.

No.

Okay, squirt.

Spread 'em.

Okay, buddy, you're going downtown.

Let him go.

Hey, it's the guy's younger brother.
He's a little upset.

I took care of the main problem.

Rusty-James!

MCB.

Get your fuckin' cameras out of here, man!

What's the matter?
What's the matter?

Just get away from him!
Don't touch him.

You didn't have to shoot him, man.

- You didn't have to...
- That's the Motorcycle Boy.

Who is that? Who's the guy?

- It's the Motorcycle Boy.
- He's been shot.

- Come on. We're not staying here.
- What is going on?

Kid got shot.

If they can get the Motorcycle Boy,
they can get anybody.

You guys treat him nice.
You treat him good.

- He's the Motorcycle Boy.
- What happened to him?

What happened to the kid?

It's the Motorcycle Boy.
They killed him.

- Was anybody else hurt?
- No, not in the vicinity.

But ‒

I'm not allowed to say anything
till after the autopsy.

- But he knows him.
- I'm sorry. It doesn't matter.

There's people in there right now.
We need it all cleared off.

- Maybe Rusty-James is hurt, Smokey.
- I had nothing to do with this.

- Really a shame.
- Where'd he go?

- Can you all step back?
- He had a future, that boy.

Get out of the way, folks.

It's too bad.

What's going on here?

Kid was shot.

Nobody's gonna forget
that Motorcycle Boy.

♪ You walk, I'll run ♪

♪ And follow right behind you ♪

♪ You call, I'll come ♪

♪ And I won't remember
where I come from ♪

♪ Over there
at the end of the bar ♪

♪ This fish keeps swimming
in a jar ♪

♪ I feel a tug on the line ♪

♪ Which end will I be on this time? ♪

♪ Don't box me in ♪

♪ Don't box me in ♪

♪ Don't box me in ♪

♪ Don't box me in ♪

♪ One day, I'll show them ♪

♪ Just what I'm made of ♪

♪ There'll be a time ♪

♪ When I won't remember
what I was afraid of ♪

♪ And I'll be swimmin'
in the sea ♪

♪ No bangin' on this glass for me ♪

♪ My eyes saw red
when my life turned blue ♪

♪ So I'm leavin'
everything that's true ♪

♪ And I'll jump into ♪

♪ A brand-new skin ♪

♪ And then you won't be able
to box me in ♪

♪ Don't box me in ♪

♪ Don't box me in ♪

♪ Don't box me in ♪

♪ Let go ♪

♪ There's a few places round ♪

♪ That I've never been ♪

♪ There's an ocean out there ♪

♪ That I gotta swim ♪

♪ There's a river that flows ♪

♪ Right past my door ♪

♪ I wonder ♪

♪ I wonder ♪

♪ What? ♪

♪ And if sometimes
I can't seem to talk ♪

♪ You'll know this blackboard lacks
a piece of chalk ♪

♪ Don't box me in ♪

♪ I told you not to ♪

♪ Don't box me in ♪

♪ Let go ♪

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