Don't bullshit me, ya bastard. I know ya scored, now gimme half a buck.
Ya know something. You're worse than a leech. A leech ya can get rid of. You don't go for nothing.
I don't even got a pack of cigarettes.
Don't tell me, I ain't your fatha. /Hey, we're home...
Ya cheap motherfucka. Look, go tell ya troubles to Jesus...
...and stop breaking my balls. /I'll break ya balls.
Go gitter, little boy.
You're not to fuck girls on the street. /Hey! Go fuck ya motha... I hear she's a good hump.
Cotton picking doggies. /We'll cut your nigger loving heart out.
Hey, why don't we just get ourselves back to the base?
Let's get the bastards.
Yeah, let's kick thier asses.
Please, please, I don't wanna fight!
Yeah... Hold it... Right, yeah... Come on, up against the car.
Don't look too good. Everybody shut up!
Now, what's going on?
I asked you what's going on here.
Those Goddamn yankees like to kill our buddy here.
There's nothing wrong with hem. He's only fooling.
If he's fooling he's one hell of an actor.
Shut up! Now what the hell is this all about?
They insulted my wife.
What wife?
Right over there.
Tralala, come here.
See, we were standing on the corner... talking when these three army creeps... started makin' obscene remarks to my wife
I told 'em to... Shut up to defend her honor. Then they attacked me.
Ain't that right?
Yeah, they insulted me, Goddamn drunks.
Ya dirty whore! How could ya be insulted?
Asshole.
Take it easy. And ya better watch your mouth, soldier.
All ya Goddamn yankees are the same bunch a no good niggerloving bastards. Shut up or I'll lock you up.
It you don't shut up right now, I'll lock you up and your friends along with you.
Anyone here see anything?
Yeah, yeah, I did.
I'm in charge of the strike office right up the street. Oh yeah, it's what he said.
They started and they insulted his wife. They came over started up the fight. /Okay, okay, okay... shut up!
Get back to the base and have someone look after your friend.
And you beat it! If I see any of ya punks in fight again, I'll personally... or I'll split your skull!
Get outta here. You're ugly, Tony.
Harry, why ya got all this beer here? /'Cause I ordered it, that's why.
Big shot, eh?
What ever I want I order it and the union pays for it.
We're a big union, you know what I mean I Look at this, we're in the paper every day.
...playing a little base ball there...
Hey, show Harry your clipping.
Oh, Christ, again?
I run the whole show around here. I'm on the payroll and I got an expense sheet, too...
Harry, take a look at this.
Ya know I'm making more now, than when we was working and it's tex free...
...and the wife don't know nothing about it, eh?
Eh, the three guys that got shot sticking up that store? Vin did time with them up at the "EL"
This guy right here the cops killed him. He was my boy.
We just got out together last week and he already made the front page.
Hey, what about that half buck?
Eh, go fuck yourself. I defended your honor, didn't I?
Hey, hey, don't fuck around here. That's union property.
Think fast!
Come on, drink up. The brewery needs the barrels.
I'll have one. /Yeah, me too.
Excuse me... Do you know Where Vincent is?
What?
You were saying?
Vinnie and the other guys, they left for a while ago.
If you see him, would you tell him, Georgette is looking for him.
Thank you.
Anything new with the strike today?
Hey.
Why don't we go to bed Harry, huh?
No, ya go on, I wanna watch this.
You asleep?
Don-na!
Donna, open the door, right now.
Don-na!
Whatdaya yelling about? /I gotta piss so bad my teeth're floating!
Will ya quit yelling? /C'mon! C'mon, this is killing me. Killing me!
Joe, Joe. Stop yelling the neighbours are gonna complain, huh?
Don-na!
Shut up, Joe, shut up! That's enough, Joe. Come on.
Eddie, hey, hey, stop playing with that food, huh? /Why? I like it.
Hey, Edda don't eat that. Put the meat down. Put it down!
Oh, that's good.
The pause that refreshes. /Momma, Momma look what Daddy is doing.
Come on, let's go.
Go sit down... ...be quiet, alright.
What the hell's going on up there?
Ya see, ya see, I told ya they'd start complaining.
What's the idea throwing water out the window? It splashed all over my kids!
What wadda? /You threw water down, now my Goddamn kids are soaked!
Whaddaya talking about? Nobody's throwing now water outta here!
Ya got a lot of Goddamn...
Crazy neighbors.
Oh, whaddaya doing in there all day, hey?
Hey, hey... don't ya hit her in her condition. /What condition?
Whaddaya talking about condition?
What the hell is going on here?
Now ya know.
Know what? /What does it look like what, you think, she is just fat?
What are ya saying here? Whaddaya saying?
What, are you stupid?
But she is fat!
She is fat and she's a virgin. /Not, no more she ain't.
Oh, Jesus!
Oh, God!
Eddie, go to your room.
I don't wanna. /I said to your room. C'mon, or I'll break your arm.
Come on, get it in
Donna, Donna, who did this to you? /Leave her alone. It happened, it happened.
Donna, I know ya had nothing to do with this, Baby.
All we wanna know is who did it?
Who did it? Who!
Stop it now! /Who?
Was it "Tommy with the bike"?
Now, who the hell is "Tommy with the bike"?
Men, you have my word. It won't be much longer now.
We don't believe you, city-boy. /We're sick of all this bullshit!
My family is starving! Goddamn it! /I had to sell my home!
You'll buy it back. I guarantee you.
Now look, we know for a fact that they got a shipment due that our picketing has cut...
...off and it's killing them. /lt's killing us, too!
Management can't hold out much longer. /You've been saying the same thing for six Goddamn months!
You wanna give in now? Is that what you want?
No, we wanna work! That's what we want!
You wanna go back to your wife and kids and tell them that these whole six months have been for nothing?
Because if you give in now you know what these bastards are gonna do? They gonna grind your faces in it.
Fucking right!
Now look listen to me. They're trying to break our backs. But we can't give in now.
We gotta be out there twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week and make sure that...
...not one truck goes in or out of that factory!
And if those bastards try to shove some belly-robbin' contract down our throats
or try to push one of their trucks past our lines there is only one thing we can do...
...we stand up, look 'em in the eye and we tell 'em right to their fat faces
FUCK YOU!
Alright. Now that's enough for this week.
But there is a big bag of union groceries waiting for each and every one of you waiting in the back. Alright.
It has hear talking with power.
Tommy!
Hey, Spook. Got your bike yet?
My father's looking for ya.
Yeah, I don't think I ever met your old man.
You "Tommy with the bike"? /Yeah.
I'm Donna's fatha.
Hey, it's good to met you, Sir.
Ya raped my virgin daughta!
Donna wasn't no virgin...
...and I didn't rape her.
She practically raped me. /I'll murder you, ya old bum!
Jesus Christ. What the hell is wrong with that guy?
Donna's gonna have a baby, Tommy.
Yeah, that's terrific.
What's everybody looking at me for?
I was only with Donna a couple of times...
...I haven't even seen her in six, seven months.
Exactly. /You gotta be... Kidding me.
I'm Paulie, see, I'm Joe's brother. I'm Donna's uncle.
So what you're gonna do, kid? I mean Donna's not some slut, you know.
Yeah, I know.
I know she's nice girl.
That's right. She's a nice girl. She comes from a good family.
So?
Hey!
You get ya bike yet?
I'm still saving up for it.
Yeah, you've been saying that as long as I know ya.
I really do almost have the loot to get it.
Yeah, sure.
Did I pick'm, did I pick'm? Even called the round. Pay up!
Hey Willie.
Ya. /Count to ten...
What's that? /Like in the fight, count to ten.
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Five...
Six...
Seven...
Eight...
How about a drink? /Ten...
Sure I'll have a drink. Why not?
So, ya really like bikes, huh?
When ya gonna gimme a ride?
Ah, as soon as I get it, you get the first ride.
I'm thinking about getting a Harley...
...like Tommy has, or maybe an Indian.
Hey, slow down, will ya? I left half of my leg in Korea.
Where we going, anyway?
It's not far.
I don't feel like walking all over hell. Hey...
If you're one of those freaks that likes people to watch, we can stay right here on the street.
In here?
Behind the car.
Hey, don't do that!
You gonna like this.
So am I.
Bingo!
We're gonna bust their balls... I guarantee you. Now, grab a beer. Frankie come on, what d' ya say.
No, I gotta go home to the wife. /Hey, come on, now fuck the wife, ah. Here is a beer.
Harry, Harry, stamp the books, so we can go home, please.
What? Oh, yeah.
Alex, some fucking coffee down here? Come on. Whadda do I gotta do beg?
Oh, Vin. I think the love of ya life just walked in and sat at the counter.
Where?
Why, Vincent, what a surprise.
When did you get out from your incarceration? /Vow, wait a minute, what's he saying?
Don't you worry Sal. If I should ever choose to address you, you can be sure it will be in monosyllables.
May I join you over there, vincent?
Sure, Georgie boy, c'mon over here.
Uah, getting comfortable there, Georgie?
Oh, Vincent, you've gotten so much bigger and harder since I last saw you.
Yeah, it's too bad I didn't have ya upstate with me.
I had a couple sweet kids but they didn't have chips like this.
You gorgeous man!
You got my libido twitching. /Twitching, huh?
May I please have a cup of coffee, Alex, you big Greek fairy?
Would ya like some coffee, Vincent?
Whaddaya kidding me? The coffee here tastes worse than the dishwater they had up state.
Huh, what? Now, wait a minute, what, no, no coffee for me, Georgie? /I'm sure you have your own money, Sal.
These bums never have any money.
Eh, who are ya calling bums?
All the time fuck around. Someday ya boys gonna get in trouble.
Ah, Jesus, don't talk like that. You make us feel bad.
Alex, ya hurt our feelings.
Oh, ya need light there, Georgie?
What d'ya say? You and me for a walk, huh, Vinnie?
Yeah, there's plenty of time for that, sweetheart. Maybe later.
Let me do ya, Vinnie, please let me do ya.
Costs loot to do me, sweetchips.
Be romantic.
Okay. Okay. I tell you what, Georgie boy.
How about if I only charge you a fin.
I won't charge you nothing, Georgie, nah.
Don't touch me, Sal, you big freak!
I'm not about to have sex with you.
Oh, c'mon Georgie... Let me make a real woman out of ya, huh?
You don't want that big sazeech getting in ya way. Let me cut it off.
It's not big, Miss Piggy. Get away from me.
Yeah, think fast.
Come on, boys, let's go.
That's Forbinate?
Don't worry about it, Georgie boy. I'll fix it up for you.
This is gonna make it feel much better.
You brought me down, you rotten freaks,
you brought me down!!!
Can I have handkerchief for my leg?
Yeah, yeah, sure, sure. What are you crazy? I don't want to get my handkerchief all dirty.
There ya go,
Georgie-boy, all fixed up. Hey Freddy, how about giving Georgie a ride home in ya car?
Are ya outta ya mind? There'll be blood all over my upholstery.
Your upholstery's shit anyway.
Now, wait a minute. Are ya saying my upholstery is shit?
I'm sorry.
Now, my upholstery is shit? /I'm sorry, okay!
Take it easy. Georgie, gimme some loot, would you.
What, Vinnie? /Gimme some loot so I can get ya a cab home.
I can't go home, my brogher's home. /So what?
Please Vinnie, he can't see me like this, he can't...
Look, I don't give a flying fuck about ya brotha, come on, give!
Alright... Be a good boy and get in there, Get in side.
C'mon, go on!
Before Christmas, Georgie!
Why does he have to be here? Why couldn't he've been out?
Lay back, Georgie.
The doctor will be here soon.
Everything will be alright.
Dontor said to take the pants off and put something on it.
Go away, you rotten fairy. /Ya queer son of a bitch!
Stop! Mother don't let 'im. /Be careful, Arthur.
In front of my mother... in front of my mother you have the nerve to lay here with this thing on?
Leav'im alone, Arthur! /Mommy! What do you hold him like this for?
He is nothing but a filthy degenerate. Why don't you throw him out on the street?
He's your brother! /My brother? That's a good one!
Look at what my brother has! Huh! Look at this, mother! /No! My silks. No. No.
Look at what my brother has! Huh! Look at this!
Look at what my brother has huh? Look!
Stop!
And this. Look at this, look at these disgusting pictures!
Look at them!
Look at them! Filth! That's what they are. Filth!
Please! /Shut up, shut up! Or I swear to God I'll kill ya.
Always crying 'Mommy this' and 'Mommy that.'
What don't ya just die, Georgie? What don't ya go away and die?
Why you torturing me? /Oh God, Arthur, stop!
Why me?
I can't stand him, Momma, I can't stand him, I can't stand him.
Hey spook, how is it going?
Fine, fine.
You're not bullshitting me about that bike, are ya?
No, no, I'm getting it. Really.
Cause I'm really looking forward to getting a ride on it.
How come ya know her?
She's around, ya know, from the neighborhood.
Ya know, I don't like ya knowing grils like that, come on.
For Christ's sake, Ella, put some clothes on her.
Don't listen to your crazy father, Donna, huh. Stand still.
Oky. You go to your room. /I've seen her bush before.
I'm fixing up my old dress, so she can wear it for her wedding.
It ain't gonna work.
It's gonna work. It's gonna work. I'm gonna have little extra material and it'll work.
It ain't gonna work. Not with a gut like that. She's so big, wriggling brothers have been circling around.
Hey Joe, shut up! Will ya shut up?
You see, you upsetting her and the baby.
How can I be upsetting the baby when the baby ain't even born yet?
Oh yeah, how would you like to be up there listening to you yell?
I wouldn't be up there in the first place because I haven't nothing to do with that stinky Tommy.
What you got against Tommy? He's a nice boy.
No kid that hits me over the Goddamn head with a chair is a nice boy!
He's marrying her, ain't he? He's a nice boy.
Look what you made her do.
Oh Jesus, what the hell is that?
What are you stupid or something? She broke her wadda now she's gonna have her baby.
She can't have the baby yet, it's to soon. She ain't even married yet.
Wait a minute.
Vin, this guy ain't gonna wait no minute for his blow job.
You fuck.
Whaddaya waiting for?
I don't like guys pushing my head! /Come on, Goddamn it.
Where the fuck were ya?
Whaddaya talkng about?
Ya knew I had 'im over there. Why didn't ya konk 'im?
Who, that guy? Oh Jesus, we thought it was your new boyfriend.
Ya thought it was funny, ya bastards?
I don't like guys pushing my head!
Fuck alla ya!
Alright, c'mon, give.
Fuck ya motha.
Gimme the bread. /You didn't do nothing. I keep the money.
Christ, ya work cheap. /Gimme me money!
Fuck whose motha?
Ya cheap thieving bastards!
Gimme a drink, Willie.
Oh, ah, we're closer, give us one first.
Gimme mine first. You go screw yourself.
You shouldn't talk to my girlfriend like that. /That douchebag?
Ah, who you calling a douchebag?
Hey soldier, you should be able to do better than that. /Now, ya keep ya shitty mouth shut, ya hear me?
Ahh, shove it up your ass you.
Quit squawking here now. Who needs a drink?
Hey, hey, you wanna drink? I'll buy you a drink.
Sure. You could buy me a drink.
But not in this crummy dump. /You got us here right, Bill?
See, he ain't going nowhere.
Oh, yeah?
We could go to this bar that I heard about in Manhattan.
A lot of officers go there.
Manhattan, ahh?
Yeah, okay.
Hey, go that way frist.
What she's doing? How we supposed to lump 'im in a cab?
Don't worry about it. She'll give us a signal.
Hey Tral, hey Tral... Where ya going huh?
What the hell kind of signal is that? /Well, that was cute.
Hey! Where you going?
Hey, what's bugging her? Trala, where you goin'?
Who knows, who cares.
Look, let's just get high, alright? Who's gonna spring for a cab?
Don't look at me.
Tony? /No fucking chance.
Hey, what about our boy Harry?
Harry, Harry.
Hey, keep the change, ha. Gimme a receipt.
No, no, I'll fill it in, thanks.
Hey, somebody's coming down.
Hey, is this where the party's at?
Ya sure we got the right party here?
Hey seetheart, I'm Vin, what's your name?
What's the matta with that broad, don't she talk?
Hey, sweetchips! How's the leg, huh? /Oh, fine. Thank you.
Yeah? Huh, you know Sal, and Tony and this, this is Harry from the union.
Hi, Harry. Everyone, this is Miss Camille.
Ahhh... and this is our hostess Miss Goldie...
Christ, that gag got looks like a showgirl.
...and over here is Regina.
Hey Vin, you didn't tell us this was Georgie's party. /Everybody sit down and relax.
...Harry.
Huh? /... the booze.
Huh? /Give 'em the booze!
Mmhh. How marvellous, more libations. /Hey, hey, hey, watch your language.
Hey, you know, Harry buys whatever he wants, booze, food, anything he wants and the union pays for it.
You must be quite a big man in the union, Harold.
Oh yeah, ya I'm... l'm in charge of the strike. /Are you on strike against sitting down?
Rosie, be a dear and refill the ice bowl.
Do as I say at once, or you'll be out on the street with the other freaks, Miss Cocksucker.
Hey, don't worry, chippy. Nobody's gonna hurt ya. Maybe just fuck ya a little.
Maybe just fuck ya a little. /At least, we got one real one here, huh?
You should have asked us to show you how, Harold.
There's no sense waisting good pot on amateurs. I didn't realize your friends were so square.
You know something?
You're good looking.
You are good looking...
...and I'm gonna show you a good time.
Yeah, sure, I'll show you the time of your life.
Light!
Please.
Yeah, sure.
Second 'Looey', huh?
Yeah, I just got out of O.C.S.
And they're already shipping ya out?
I got my orders today.
So ya buying me a drink?
Yeah, what would you like?
Ah, this dump is dying.
Maybe we ought to go somewhere else to drink.
It's okay with me.
Wait here, I'll go tell my brother I'm leaving.
I thought you were gonna show me a good time.
You bet.
The waiter's here, he wants to know if ya have any money. Show him your money so I don't have to pay.
You bet.
There you see I told you he had money.
So, where ya from?
Idaho. Have you ever been there? /To Idaho?
I'm from Brooklyn, man. I don't even know around here.
I don't understand. If you're from here, now...
This Is Manhattan. And I don't go outta the neighborhood.
New York's a lot different than I thought it'd be.
The whole time I've been here, it seems like all I've done is walk around by my self.
I was starting to think I wouldn't meet a single soul here.
Ya got anything to drink at ya hotel?
A sack of whiskey I brought from home.
I was saving it for my last night here, but...
...we could drink it if you like.
Is it far from here?
No, it's just a couple of blocks. We could walk.
Okay.
Thank you, Rosie.
Be a good gril scoop up the empties.
Whatsa matta, Rosie?
Afraida my lob?
C'mere Rosie, I got a nice fat stramyanka for ya.
Look what that bitch did to me?
What's the matta, Sal, ya got a booboo?
Don't worry, I don't let him hurt you.
You're not to touch her,
do you understand?
Where is that crazy bitch? /You leave her alone, she's just a girl.
Shut up! /No! Stop it, Vinnie!
Sal's mad now.
Stop!
This is getting rather sordid. Why don't we go?
My face!
...who's a fairy. Motherfucka.
You wanna look like a broad, huh?
You gonna get fucked like one.
One for Vin, one for me, one for Vinnie, one for me, one for Vinnie.
Tral, how come you dressed?
I was gonna go out for cigarettes.
There are some left there on the dresser.
You know, I only have a couple of days left before I ship out.
I was thinking that maybe we could spend them together.
What do ya mean, "spend 'em together"?
We could go to the movies, shopping,
I buy you a dress...
...do things that couples do...
Man, ya must've really liked it, huh?
C'mere.
Not too small for ya?
I think they're the best in the Western world, Tral...
...but that's not what I'm talking about.
I'm not gonna have the chance to be like this with someone again for a long time.
Maybe never.
You understand?
Yeah!
I like that. The best tits in the Western world.
Vinnie?
Where are you, Vinnie?
I was having the most delightful dream.
Vinnie's gone, dear. /Gone?
You seemed to be having such a lovely sleep. He didn't want to wake you to say "Goodbye".
Goodbye?
Vinnie!
Where are you...
Oh, my God.
Whadda they think they're doing?
What the hell is going on here?
Hey, hey, No truck here!
No trucks here!
Oh, Christ.
Let me through... let me through.
You on the gate. That's factory property. Get offa there.
Fuck you, goon! /Tell 'em, Harry!
I'm warning ya, fellow, ya better get the hell offa there!
Yeah, or what?
Eat shit, goon!
Ya... Ya stay back there where you belong. That's right.
You too, Wilson, you four-eyed fuck!
Yeah, you too, ya scabs, ya punks.
Maybe ya came in here, but ya sure as fuck ain't gonna get out!
No trucks's gonna get outta here, you hear me?
No trucks out! No Trucks out! No trucks out!
This thing's gonna get outta hand here.
We're gonna need some back up and I don't mean just a few men. Send everything ya got...
...send men, send gas, send horses.
Hey baby, how would ya like a little spanking?
Tral, over here at ringside.
Hey Tralala!
C'mere. /We don't want any trouble. Everybody stay calm. Let the horses in.
Where ya've been?
Eh, we was real worried about ya, Tral.
Ya look pretty sharp there. New rags, huh?
Yeah, ya bet ya sweet ass I look sharp.
I got me an officer in Manhattan.
He's loaded. Takes me out places, he buys me things.
And when he ships out, he's gonna drop a bundle on me.
Yeah, sure.
Scabby whores like her can have the bums and the two bit doggies.
From now on, it's gonna be only officers for me.
Yeah, right, here comes ya officer now.
Go and get 'im, Sal.
Jesus Christ, ya oughta wash this thing once in a while.
Don't mind them bastards.
Thanks.
Hey, who the fuck you think you are?
Hey Joe... Joe, Tommy's here.
I hate that Goddamn kid.
C'mon, whaddaya talking about. He's gonna be family now, huh?
Ya don't understand, Paulie? He took my daughta.
Joe, Donna had the baby. She had a boy, Joe.
That's wonderful, congratulations. /Congratulations, kid.
Jesus, Joe, that makes you a grandfather.
Here, have one of mine.
Frist, I want the kid baptize...
and then I want... I want to have a big party for 'im.
Paulie, I want you and theresa to be godfather and godmother to 'im.
We be honored, Joe. But ah, ya know... /But... but what?
...don't ya think that's up to Donna and Tommy, huh?
Hey, Paulie, it's okay with me.
What's the matter with ya? Ya didn't hear what I said?
I want ya to be godparents.
They're coming out.
Those sons of bitches're coming...
...those sons of bitches're coming out!!
Okay, let 'em have it!
Ah, you are getting ready.
Fire!
Yeah, well listen. We all kept down, we just get paid...
Hold on.
What is it, Bill?
Wait.
I like that necklace over there...
You're the one form the other night.
You got the wrong girl, pal.
With that stone in there. /What's your name?
Dolores! Now get lost. /You stole my money.
Excuse me.
Look, I got no beef with you. All I want is my money back from the whore.
Now, if she says you have the wrong girl, then you have the wrong girl.
Now you apologize to her.
Sorry.
I thought you're someone else.
Thanks.
You okay?
Let's go then.
Don't worry. I'll put Dowland on it. He'll make a full report.
Harry, I need a new set of picket signs down here by eight o'clock tomorrow.
Don't worry about it, Boyce, I'll take care of it.
Whaddaya say, Harry. I heard about ya little rumble.
Yeah, Harry, ya not gonna let 'em get away with that shit, are ya?
Hey! There ain't nobody gonna get away with nothing!
Yeah? So what you planning on doing about it, Harry?
Who're they?
Friends of mine form the neighborhood.
This is Boyce, one of my best friends. And he happens to be the head of this local.
Whaddaya say, Boyce. Heard about ya little problem.
Oh yeah? What problem's that?
We happen to know who the scab trucks belong to.
Yeah, the Bulaggi Brothers. So what?
We also happen to know where they park the rest of their trucks.
You boys got something on your mind?
Is it worth two hundred bucks to you to teach them a lesson they'll never forget?
Keep an eye on things. I'm gonna step outside for a minute. /Yeah sure, Boyce, and take ya time, huh.
And take care of yourself, too. We need ya around here.
Whaddaya mean? This? Boyce, this is nothing.
I don't wanna know anything.
And don't spend it all on one place.
And get the fuck off my car.
Hey, two hundred fucking clams.
Hey, give that back, you...
Give it back.
Paulie, I can't ride with ya in the ambulance, okay.
Ya think, I need somebody to hold my hand?
I see ya later.
C'mere, Theresa.
Joe... Joe, how's he doing?
I she gonna be alright?
Yeah, there's nothing out there.
Man, this is gonna be a fucking slope out. Let's go.
My, aren't we looking handsome tonight?
I got you some of that champagne that you liked. Huh.
You so sweat.
I 'll tell you all about it Let's talk about the champagne. You will believe the story.
What is that, darling?
That's teaching people not to fuck with Harry Black.
Hey, what the fuck you're doing here this early?
You know Secretary Dowland? /Yeah, sure, Jack, how are ya, eh?
Whaddaya saying, beer? A little hair of the dog, huh?
Dowland is investigating what happened at the riot. Where were you in the morning when the trucks came in?
'Cause nobody got to me for almost two hours.
And by that time company security was there and the cops were there,
and where the fuck were you?
But nothing, nothing happened till later that night.
Now, people've been asking me how come I wasn't there.
Now, you think I'm gonna think the heat because you fucked up.
Hold on, Boyce. For Christ sake, I mean, what about my hand, huh?
Naw, that's it. We can't let you run the office anymore and you're stepping down as shop steward.
I was late one fucking time. /Dowland also found out about the other shit that's been going on here.
Wha... what're you talking about?
Your expenses!
No, no... You told me, Boyce, you said that as long...
I could buy anything if I got receipts and look, I got 'em, I got receipts here.
Whaddaya giving me this shit for?
Champagne form "Bernie's Liquors"...
...cabrides all over hell... a new t... A new tie?
What the fuck do you think you are? Frank Sinatra?
Boyce, you can't do this to me.
Take out your wallet. /What?
Your wallet. Take it out!
That's all the money I got.
You gonna put back every dime you took out of here, you here me?
I don't have the money, Boyce.
Boyce, please.
Don't beg, Harry.
And don't slam the door.
Hi, Harry.
Harry, Harry, how'd the hand.
That was something the way ya banged up that scab yesterday.
You know you've awaken me form a simply delightful sleep...
I don't know why you had to call so early. /I gotta talk to you, Regina.
Since I'm up I suppose I'll wash up and put a face on, we can go out for a nice brunch somewhere...
...and after that you can take me to the cinema if I should happen to be in the mood.
I just came from the strike office. They dis... /Oh, you and that strike...
I'm not in charge of the office no more. /I can't hear a word you're saying.
I know what, you can take me to this adorable little new place that has the most divine champagne brunch.
I don't... I don't know if I can. Regina. I don't have enough money.
What do you mean, you don't have enough money? Go and get some.
No, I can't get anymore. I, I don't get expenses now.
Don't be silly, Harry. Of course, you can get some more.
Don't be such a bore.
Look, can we stay here?
I'll go out. I get some beer.
What are you talking about? /We don't have to go anywhere, we could stay here.
Oh, Harry, sometimes you are just too much. I have no intention of staying here like some fishwife.
Will you please leave me alone?
But I don, I don't have enough money to go out.
I'd like to stay here. See, we have a few beers and nobody's gonna bother us.
I ain't even hungry. Or else, we could get some sandwiches.
Oh, for God's sake... Will you please stop babbling like a baby.
I am not staying home.
Now, if you have any money, you can meet me later at Setwart's...
...and if not, please do not annoy me any further.
But...
Really Harry, you are getting hysterical. /we don't have to go...
Regina!
Oh, you still here?
Tell me Harry, how long you gonna sit there jerking that glass off?
It's really a terrible habit.
Rigina.
Hope, I didn't leave anything.
No. Just ya jacket.
It's okay, I'm gonna wear that.
I'm having trouble getting this thing closed.
Here, this will help ya.
Is that enough?
God, I wish I didn't have to leave.
Well, I guess, this is it.
I'm gonna miss New York.
I'm really, really glad I met you, Tral.
Come on, move it, soldier!
Bye, Tral. /Come on, move it!
Yeah, so long.
Tral, Tral.
I almost forget.
Wait till I'm gone before you open it, okay?
Dear Tral.
I wish there was some way for you to know how much the time we spent together has meant to me.
I know nothing in this world is sure...
...but I hope and pray that I live through this war and some day you and I will see each other again.
Gimme a whiskey!
Hey doll, have a drink with us. /Oh, yeah, both of us.
Those stupid punks couldn't kiss my ass.
Count the ten.
What?
Watch this...
Seven, eight, nine, ten. So what?
Who's paying for the drink?
C'mon doll, have a drink with us. /Yeah, come on.
Yeah, gimme a double.
Please don't hang up the phone, Regina. I gotta talk to you.
Harry, stop doing ridiculous. /No... you see, Regina, you don't understand. I...
Hey, motherfucker!
You're drunk, Mr. Black.
It's me Bobby. My dad owns the grocery store.
Jeez, you're really drunk, ain't you?
Where are ya going?
Your under my neck.
Where are going?
Whaddaya doing? /Please.
Hey, cut it out! /Please.
Lemme go! /Please. Please. Please.
Please!
Where? /Over there.
Where? Where he is? Where?
There he is.
You try to blow a kid, you fucking freak!
Freak. Freak.
C'mon, get hi, Bobby, take a shot. Take a shot. Go ahead. Take a shot.
Okay. Get him up. Get him up, put him up on the top.
Give me a hand. Here we go.
I'm thirsty.
Me too. Hand over some drink
How about you, Bobby, you're thirsty?
Hey, that was the first real kick we had in a while.
Oh God.
Joseph, I baptize you in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
May almighty God, Father of our Lord Jesus Christ
who has given you a new birth through the water and the Holy Spirit...
...and the Holy Spirit and forgiven all your sins,
anoint you with the Chrism of salvation in the name of Christ Jesus our Lord, for life everlasting.
Receive this burning light and keep the grace of your baptism...
...throughout your blameless life. Observe the commandments of God.
Then, when the Lord comes to the heavenly wedding feast...
...you will be able to meet him with all the saints in the halls of heaven and live forever and ever...
Joseph, go in peace and the Lord be with you...
Hey, Willie, gimme a drink here...
I haven't seen you around here in a while.
You got any money?
That's none of your Goddamn business.
My friend here is gonna pay for it.
Won't you, honey?
Eh, he's with me!
If ya try cutting my throat, I'll dump ya guts on the floor.
Hey, here drink up.
Chugalug!
Hey, don't botha with her, we'll get 'im outta here soon enough.
I hope ya burn like hell when he leaves here with me.
How about another one?
This one's on me.
Hey, how do ya like my tits?
I guess they're real.
C'mon, Jack, let's get outta here. /No, let's stay, we're having fun here.
Hey Willie, gimme another drink here.
Have you been talking dancing lessons, Joe?
Tommy, ya shoulda seen donna when she was born, she was such a beautiful little baby.
Look at her now all grown up and married and with a baby of her own.
Whaddaya showing us here? /C'mon, c'mon.
It's a little beat up now, but just you wait.
That's it?
Shaddup!
I'll fix it up a little. It will be as sharp as any bike on the road, right, Tommy?
Oh, absolutely.
Besides, watch this.
I get the first ride.
Not you.
What the hell you're doing out there?
The party's in here.
The best tits in the Western world.
What it is? All tits and no cunt? /I'll show ya. All of ya.
Spook, you're missing my party. Come back up here.
I'll fix that for ya tomorrow.
It's a nice party, Joe.
All I can say is that without this chair, ya would have been in trouble that day.
What's that?
The Goddamn chair ya hit me with. Without that, I would've kicked your ass.
Oh, ya mean at the union hall?
That was really something wasn't it?
My baby!
Something happened to the baby. /What happened to the baby?
Oh, Jesus, what the hell is he doing on the floor?
Donna... Donna, he's just a baby. You gotta keep an eye on him all the time.
C'mon ya bastards, I'll fuck ya blind.
Bastards somethings.
Let's make a fucking line.
Oh, and we'd like to thank my brotha Paulie and his wife Theresa...
...for the wonderful, delicious sandwiches.
Oh, oh, oh, I see the head of our union coming in, Boyce...
and we'd like to thank him for helping us with a union loan, especially for the party.
First I wanna congratulate Joe and his family.
Tommy and Donna are good kids and I wish them the very best and may they have many little ones.
Thanks, Boyce.
And now, I see a lot of union men here tonight and I want you guys to be the first to know.
At tonight's meeting with management those SOB's finally gave in.
Ya hear me? We beat 'em. We're going back to work Monday morning!
The strike is over!
Hey! What's the matter with ya riding ya bike in here?
Ya seen Tral around? /Get that thing outta here! Go on! Get it out! Get it outta here! Go on!
Game on keep score here /Who the fucking count that for...
Dear Tral.
I wish there was some way for you to know how much the time we spent together has meant to me.
I hope and pray that I live through this war and some day you and I will see each other again.
Until then, I'll dream about the day when I come back and see your face...
...and we can once again be together like we were these last few days.
Love, Steve.
Goog, now I'm not last in line.
Get away!
Get away from her!
Hey, hey, you're crazy? What the hell's wrong with you? /Get away form her!
Leave her alone!
Don't cry.
Listen, any problems with Donna, problems with the marriage...
Whaddaya say Joe?
Ya come to me, understand?
I've been with Ella 26 years never had a single problem.
How's the baby?
Cries all day shits all over the place...
So real good