Bullet

Stein, 84A1900, report to "B" block.

Fuck.

Come on, Stein, move your ass.

And don't forget your stinking rat.

His name's Tony Curtis to you, scumbag.

Watch your mouth, convict. Youse will be back.

Not in this lifetime.

Take care. All right.

Look up Batches for me, man.

You take care.

Baby!

Welcome to the free world, man.

Welcome back.

- What's this? - You know.

Bullet, come on, save it for the car.

Here. These are your favorite.

- How are you doing, big guy? - I'm doing great.

Check it out. What do you think? Not bad, huh?

Let's go get high. It's on the state.

Now you're talking.

Ruby, there's those two faggots from the island.

I bet you they're going to cop.

Am I missing something here?

Every time me and Ruby come here, we see these two punks.

Your girlfriend Tank's making a fortune off them.

You got a piece, Lester?

Yeah...

Absolutely.

What are you going to do with that?

Just shut the fuck up, Ruby. Stop being such a dick.

Oh, man.

Ruby, you stay in the car. Lester, come on.

What do youse need?

Where's Flaco?

Flaco had to take care of some business.

Who the fuck are you?

Listen, punk, you looking to cop something,

or you want to just stay here in your mama's Jaguar?

Just chill out. It's all right.

Don't you tell me to chill out.

Come on.

- Just get up against the wall! - What the fuck is this?

It's your life! Now shut your mouth!

Don't hurt us. I can get anything you want.

My parents got a shitload of money!

Punk, what we want, money can't buy.

Take off your clothes.

What?

Are we going to rob them or fuck them?

What difference does it make?

Shit.

What are you doing up here? I told you to stay in the car.

Fucking crazy. You just got out of jail, man.

Come on, Butch.

Get the hell out of here.

Ruby, stop being such a pussy and wait in the car.

Lester, don't call my brother a pussy. Don't ever say that to him again.

Getting high is one thing. Ripping people off is another.

Man, there's no way l'm upping the booty.

You're going to have to kill me.

You're real brave, huh?

I like that in a woman.

Now, you got about ten seconds to take off your panties.

Fuck, Jamie, just do it, man!

Let's go, girls.

Give me that.

Fuck, man!

I can't fucking believe he did that!

Shut up, Brian. You're such a fucking pussy!

Motherfucker. Thought you was upstate, you motherfucker.

I was. Now I'm downtown, Flaco. You got a problem with that?

I hope you Jew clowns ain't up to what I think you're up to.

Flaco, don't tell me that an educated spic like yourself is an anti-Semite.

Fuck him, Bullet. Come on.

There's your fucking spic, you cocksucker.

Get the fuck out of here!

Come on, Butch! Please.

Get in the car!

Tell that nigger Tank...

Bullet's back.

Come on!

You out of your fucking mind?

Jesus Christ. Tank's going to go ape shit.

I know.

Son of a bitch!

Go away! I ain't buying nothing!

Let us just use your phone! We've been mugged!

Look at this.

We don't need your kind down here buying drugs.

Why don't you go back to where you came from?

Come on, lady, please. We'll pay you whatever you want.

What are you going to pay me with that tiny thing between your legs?

Move your fucking asses out of this building before I blow your balls off!

I better not catch you back here again!

Shit, man, she's crazy, too!

Bullet, take it easy with that shit, will you?

Two bags of it will have you sucking your own dick.

He's right. Let's just have a little taste.

I'll bang up more than both you put together.

Fire this up.

Shit.

Lester. Lester, wake up. Wake up, man.

- You're burning a hole in your chest. - Fuck. Fuck!

¶ I'm never, ever gonna stop ¶

¶ Not the way I feel about you ¶

¶ Girl, I just can't live without you ¶

¶ I'm never, ever gonna quit 'cause ¶

¶ Quittin' just ain't my shtick ¶

¶ I'm gonna stay right here with you ¶

How you doing, honey?

- How you doing, baby? - Want to party?

Listen, guys, I got to take care of some business here.

Someone's getting it in the ass hard.

How you doing?

Stupid-ass.

- You're so stupid. - Go fuck yourself.

You got the sweetest ass.

You better straighten up because Mom's home.

Dad's there.

He's going to start in with his shit soon as I walk in the door.

Just take it easy.

So, Butch, what are you going to do?

What plans have you made?

Just looking around.

You're looking around?

Sol, please, tell Butchy about the job.

I got a building going up in Williamsburg.

I can get you on the crew.

It's up to $9 an hour.

I already got you on the payroll, take care of your parole situation.

You'll come with me in the morning.

I got some people I'm going to see about some other kind of work.

Oh, yeah, Butch? What kind of work is that?

Sol, please.

You're 35 goddamn years old!

When are you going to start taking responsibility for your life?

You fucked up all those baseball scholarships.

You could have made something of yourself.

But you're weak, you goddamn loser.

- Sol, please. - Cookie, shut up.

You boys-- the three of youse--you're killing me.

Just chill out. It's his first night back.

Oh, listen. Mr. Big Shot--sleeps all day,

runs around all night with that fag Lester.

Lester's not a fag.

- Cookie, give me another martini. - Yeah, Mom, make it a double.

Listen, schmuck, nobody's talking to you.

Your brother's got an excuse he's a convict.

Your goddamn genius brother over here thinks he's.

What the hell's that guy's name? Salvatore Dali.

Pop, it's Salvador.

Salvador, Salvatore, what the hell's the difference?

I break my ass to give you boys all the opportunities I never had.

What do I get back in return?

A convict, a schmuck, and a schizophrenic psychotic...

who thinks he's a G.I. Joe.

Michelangelo's old man considered art a profession of social disgrace.

A lot of his art

is a projection of his own emotional pain at home.

I think I can relate with that.

Don't break my balls.

Listen, Pop, there's worse things than prison--your mind.

Yeah, right. All three of you should be in jail,

where you don't have to work for a living.

I don't think so.

You try watching some young cherry from the neighborhood

getting his asshole reamed out by a bunch of murderers and rapists.

You look at that.

It don't matter how bad you think you are.

If these motherfuckers want you, they're going to take you.

You try living with that.

Welcome home, convict.

You're a very touching story. My hemorrhoids bleed for you.

Pop...now, why can't you find me a job?

I think it's really funny that the horrible convict over here

ain't out of jail for 24 hours

and you managed to find him a fucking job.

Louis, are you going to have dinner tonight?

What ever happened to death before dishonor?

Louis, don't start.

Come, put your teeth in and have some kasha varnishkes.

Ma, I don't know where my teeth are.

Pop, are you wearing my teeth?

Can't you just feel the love in this room?

What?

I'm in no mood for your shit tonight.

Do yourself a favor-- go back to your room.

I'm going back to my room,

and I'm going to make sure that you do not enter it.

Louis, please change your underwears. They're filthy.

I don't want to change my underwear.

I won't be living here much longer, Ma. I'm leaving the country.

I've signed up with an elite Special Forces unit.

Don't ask me any information, see,

because even if I were to get caught, I wouldn't tell them shit.

I see the shrinks are making progress.

Kid, what up? You're looking good.

Amigo, your ride's here.

- Don't give me any more of this. - I'm not going to give you.

I don't need this aggravation. Do you understand?