Last Exit to Brooklyn
- R
- Year:
- 1989
- 102 min
- 293 Views
Hey.
Don't bullshit me, you bastard.
I know you scored,
now give me half a buck.
You know something.
You're worse than a leech.
A leech you 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
father. Hey, we're home...
- You cheap motherf***er. - Look,
go tell your troubles to Jesus
- and stop breaking my balls.
- I'll break your balls.
Go get her, little boy.
Hey. Don't y'all know you're
not to f*** girls on the street.
Hey! Go f*** your mother.
I hear she's a good hump.
Cotton picking doggies.
We'll cut your n*gger
loving heart out.
Hey, why don't we just get
ourselves back to the base?
Let's get the bastards.
Go! Go!
Run motherfuckers!
Yeah, let's kick their asses.
No! No!
No!
Please, please,
I don't wanna fight!
Hey, Al, hold him.
No!
Get up!
What are you looking at?
Cops.
Yeah, hold it right there.
Come on, up against the car.
Oh, my God!
- Don't look too good.
Everybody shut up!
Now, what's going on?
I asked you what's going on here.
to kill our buddy here.
There's nothing wrong with him.
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
making obscene remarks to my wife.
I told them to shut up,
to defend her honor.
Then they attacked me.
Ain't that right?
Yeah, they insulted me.
God damn drunks.
You dirty whore! How
could you be insulted?
A**hole.
Take it easy. And you better
watch your mouth, soldier.
All you goddamn yankees
are the same.
Bunch a no-good n*gger-loving
bastards. That's all you are.
If 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.
- Yeah.
- Oh yeah, it's what he said.
They started it.
They insulted his wife.
- They came over started up the
fight. - 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 you punks in a fight
again, I'll personally split your skulls!
- Get outta here.
- You're ugly, Tony.
Harry, why have you got
all this beer here?
'Cause I ordered it, that's why.
Big shot, huh?
Hey! Whatever I want, I order it
and the union pays for it.
We're a big union,
you know what I mean.
Look at this, we're
Hey, Harry, is the union planning
on playing a little baseball here, eh?
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.
You know I'm making more now,
than when we was working.
And it's tax 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 EI.
This guy right here,
the one the cops killed.
He was my boy.
We just got out together last week
and he already made the front page.
Hey, what about that half buck?
Hey, go f*** yourself.
I defended your honor, didn't I?
- I'll have one.
- Yeah, me too.
Hey, hey, don't f*** around here.
That's union property.
Think fast!
Come on, drink up, eh!
The brewery needs the barrels.
I'll have one.
Yeah, me too.
So, bring your glasses over here.
Excuse me.
What?
You were saying?
Vinnie and the other guys,
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, you go on,
Hmm.
You asleep?
Donna!
Donna, open the door, right now.
Donna!
What are you yelling about?
I gotta piss so bad
my teeth are floating!
Will you quit yelling?
Come on, come on, this is
killing me. Killing me!
Joe, stop yelling, the neighbors
are gonna complain, huh?
Donna!
Knock it off, Joe, come on.
Eddie, hey, hey, hey,
stop playing with that food.
Why? I like it.
Hey, you've got to eat that.
Put the meat down,
Eddie. Put it down.
Oh!
Oh! That's good.
The pause that refreshes.
Momma. Momma, look
what Daddy is doing.
Come on, you're giving me a
headache. Will you please now...
Come on, let's go. Go sit down.
Be quiet, all right.
What the hell's
going on up there?
You see, you see! I told you,
they'd start complaining.
What's the idea of throwing
water out the window?
It splashed all over my kids!
What? What water?
now my goddamn kids are soaked!
What are you talking about?
Nobody's throwing no water outta here!
You got a lot of goddamn...
Crazy neighbors.
Oh, what you doing
in there all day, hey?
- Hey, hey! Don't you hit her in
her condition. - What condition?
What are you talking
about condition?
- What the hell is going on here?
- There...
There! Now you know.
- Know what?
- What does it look like?
What, you think,
she is just fat?
What are you saying here?
What are you 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!
O Mary, mother of God.
- Eddie, go to your room.
- I don't wanna.
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