Wild at Heart

Hey, Sailor, wait up.

You're mine, baby.

I got something for you.

Marietta tells me you've been trying to fuck her in the toilets

- for the past ten minutes. - Oh, man...

You crazy fucking bad boy, trying to fuck your girl's mama.

Now, tell me, how would that cute little cunt Lula feel about that?

Uh-oh.

You know, Marietta just gave me this...

- Yeah? - ...to kill you.

- And afterwards, she said, Lula's mine... - Sailor, he's got a knife!

Sailor!

No!

Sailor!

- Hello. - Is Lula there?

- Who is this? - Sailor Ripley.

Can I talk to Lula?

There's no way in hell that you're gonna talk to her.

lf you even think about seeing Lula, you're dead.

What?

You heard me. And don't you ever call here again.

Mama?

You know who that was.

And you know that you aren't,

and I mean are not gonna see him ever.

End of story.

Like hell.

Lula.

- Ripley! - Peanut!

Hey, baby!

Wow.

Baby, I got a surprise for you.

What... Hey, my snakeskin jacket!

Thanks, baby!

Did I ever tell you that this here jacket represents a symbol of my individuality

and my belief in personal freedom?

About 50,000 times.

I got us a room at the Cape Fear. And guess what.

Powermad's playing at the

- Hurricane. - Hurricane.

Stab it and steer.

Jeez, Louise, Sailor, baby, you are something else.

When I was 15,

my mama told me that pretty soon I'd be starting to think about sex,

and I should tell her before I did anything about it.

But, honey, I thought you told me your uncle Pooch raped you when you was 13.

That's true. Uncle Pooch wasn't really an uncle.

He was a business partner of my daddy's.

Mama never knew nothing about me and him,

that's for damn sure.

You know what? You're a pumpkin.

Mommy!

Oh, my God, you sick...

- Get out! You son of a bitch! - Mommy.

Uncle Pooch died in a car crash three months later

while he was holidaying in Myrtle Beach.

They still got way too much traffic there for my taste.

Have you been noticing the buildup in traffic?

Here she goes again.

I'm sorry, Sailor, but that ozone layer is disappearing.

One of these mornings, the sun's gonna come up

and burn a hole clean through the planet like an electrical X-ray.

That ain't never will happen, honey. At least not in our lifetime.

By then, they'll be driving Buicks to the moon.

You okay, honey?

That woman's laugh creeps me out.

Sounds like something I heard before.

Sounded like the Wicked Witch.

Just sounded like an old gal having a good time to me.

You about ready to do some dancing?

Honey, I'm always ready to dance.

But I need my kiss first.

Just one.

I'm gonna hire me a hit man if you don't help me stop this thing.

I'm going to make a call to Marcello Santos.

Now, Marietta, I am gonna help you,

so don't be getting carried away.

You don't want to bring Santos and his bunch into this.

You're just jealous of him 'cause he's still sweet on me.

Have you been seeing him again?

Oh, my God.

I don't believe this.

Johnnie Farragut,

who doesn't even trust his very own Marietta.

All right, I'm sorry, honey. I'm...

I just love you, and it just brings out that

ugly, jealous side. I hate it. God.

No tongue. My lipstick.

Sweetheart, I want you to stop worrying about me

and start worrying

about how to get Lula away from that murderer.

Honey, wait a minute, now.

Sailor ain't no murderer.

Now, now, listen to me. You gotta get off of that kick.

As far as I know, Sailor was completely clean

before he got involved with that event with Lula.

And even there, he was trying to protect her.

That crazy Bob Ray Lemon was coming at both of them with a knife, for God's sake.

He could've killed both of them. You ought to be thanking him.

I don't even know why I have to tell you all this, honey.

You was there, you saw the whole damn thing.

Didn't you?

Sailor boy!

How would you like to fuck Lula's mama?

No, ma'am. I sure don't.

Lula's mama would like to fuck you.

Come on.

Miss Fortune, I really think you need a cup of coffee. I really do.

Maybe I was there,

but I didn't see anything at all.

And all I know is, is that trash,

he killed a man with his bare hands,

hands that are probably all over my baby right now.

Honey, come on, now. Settle down.

It's all right. Come on, now.

It's all right. Now, you listen to me. I want what's best for her, too, honey.

And I'm gonna do everything I can to bring her back home, all right?

Uh-huh.

Baby, quit bouncing. I got one more toe to do.

Let's go dancing, peanut.

I'm ready.

But we better be careful,

'cause Mom's gonna have Johnnie Farragut on us

like a duck on a June bug.

And that Johnnie is one clever detective.

- You know how clever? - How clever?

He told me once he could find an honest man in Washington.

Wow.

Just one, two more moments and my toes will be dry.

You know, one thing puzzles my mind, sugar.

What's that?

You're 20 years old.

Ain't you ever curious why your mama's got this fixation on keeping us apart?

I'll tell you, Lula.

Well...

It's more than me killing Bob Ray Lemon.

Well, maybe my mama cares for me just a little too much.

Yeah, maybe.

I just want to kiss you goodbye.

'Cause you know too many things about Lula's mama.

What do you mean?

Johnnie told me

you used to be a driver for Marcello Santos.

So what?

So maybe one night you got too close to a fire.

So maybe you're gonna burn.

Besides, you're shit.

You think that I'd let my little girl

hang out with a piece of S-H-I-T like you?

Kid, you belong in one of these toilets.

You filthy piece of white trash.

You...

You're gonna have to kill me to keep me away from Lula.

Don't you worry about that.

And before I do, I'm gonna cut your balls off and feed them to you.

Gonna have to kill me.

I can arrange that.

It's a problem I don't think is gonna go away too soon, though.

Peanut, I'm thinking of breaking parole and taking you out to sunny California.

- Sailor! - Are you up for that?

I'd go to the far end of the world for you, baby.

You know I would.

Rocking good news.

Those toenails about dry yet, sweetheart?

We got some dancing to do.

Are you gonna provide me with an opportunity to prove my love to my girl?

Or are you gonna save yourself some trouble,

step up like a gentleman and apologize to her?

Don't fuck with me, man.

You look like a clown in that stupid jacket.

This is a snakeskin jacket.

And for me, it's a symbol of my individuality and my belief in personal freedom.

Asshole.

Come here.

Sailor, honey...

I'm sorry to do this to you here in front of a crowd and all,

but I want you to get up and apologize to my girl.

I'm sorry.

Well, hell.

You just bumped up against the wrong girl, is all.

That's good.

Now, go get yourself a beer.

You fellas have a lot of the same power E had.

Y'all know this one?

Treat me like a fool

Treat me mean and cruel

But love me

Break my faithful heart

Tear it all apart

But love me

Won't you love me?

Well, if you ever go

Darling, I'll be oh

So lonely

I'll be sad and blue

Crying over you

Dear only

I would beg and steal

Beg and steal

Just to feel