The Lawless

Drewit... you wanna work tonight, tomorrow?

- Yes.

- OK.

How about you, Jackson?

There must be an easier way

to make a living.

There is... for Anglos.

- Lopez!

- No sir.

Some of them aren't good either.

Which of these three?

And besides... what more do you want?

6 bits an hour,

and all the tomatoes you can eat!

Yeah, when you get tired of tomatoes,

there's pears.

When you get a bellyfull of pears,

there's grapes.

Chavez! Rodriguez!

I need some more help for tonight

and tomorrow... How about you two?

I have to get home.

How about you, Rodriguez?

Ill give you time-and-a-half.

No thanks. Tonight's Saturday.

Yeah, and tomorrow's Sunday...

These tomatoes have gotta be moved!

Okay so you're in a hurry

to get tanked up.

Beat it!

Lazy good-for-nothin's!

C'mon Lopo, you know

what kind of a guy he is.

Two bucks a head and you can't

do a thing with 'em!

You know, I'd like to have

about 40 acres along this road!

Maybe 20 would be enough.

So you plant tomatoes.

No... peaches!

You'd have to pick 'em!

Oh, I wouldn't mind.

So long as they were mine.

Boy! That would be living!

Rows and rows of peach trees,

with the fruit getting ripe!

Your own ditch to swim in.

It doesn't take much

to make you happy.

Field with a few trees in it...

hunk of sky...

Do you need anything more than that?

Yeah, at least what I had in the army.

When you were in,

you used to beef plenty.

You and my brother, both.

You guys couldn't get back to it

quick enough.

I guess I forgot what I was

coming back to.

There's a lot of worse places

than this town to come back to.

Every time I cross this bridge

it does something to me

and says... like it wasn't real.

Like it was someplace else.

Like something out of a book...

or a dream.

Yeah... that's the trouble.

In the army, this is what I remembered.

I forgot how quick

you got across that bridge.

Cross the tracks to Sleepy Hollow.

Didn't you see the sign?

Or can't you read English?

I'm sorry, I wasn't watching the road.

Oh, you weren't?

Let's see your licence!

Looks like you got the worst of it.

I'll say I did!

C'mon, let's see your licence!

You haven't got one!

You cholos are all alike!

No licence... no brakes... no...

Alright... break it up!

Break it up!

Do you want me to run you in?

Alright... now what's this all about?

He busted through a STOP sign into my car.

- And who started the fight?

- He did!

- Sure I did!

- We don't like to be called cholos!

Oh, so that's it? Get going.

Wait a minute!...

Who's gonna pay for my car?

Insurance company.

Name is Chavez.

713 Santa Fe Ave.

That's right... OK...

c'mon Joe...

Maybe we'll see you again.

How about it?

Did you jump the STOP sign?

Yeah... we were talking.

That'll cost you 5 bucks.

You boys ought to know better

than to get into fights.

My tie rod is bent.

Is it OK if I leave the car here?

I'll have someone pick it up tonight.

We'll push it over to the curb.

Thanks.

C'mon, let's catch a bus.

I'll see you later!

Cmo ests Lopo?

Cmo ests yourself.

Say, how about it?

Are you going to the dance tonight?

Yes, but we have to finish this job.

Well don't forget to wash your face!

I won't if you won't!

You mean I'm dirty?

It's good clean dirt!

Save me a dance!

I will... if you're not too late.

Conchito?

Hello, Pop!

"Pop"... always it is "Pop" no matter

how many times I tell you.

You're late, Pablito.

Lopo ran through a STOP sign

and smashed into another car.

There was a fight.

That Lopo! Ever since the army,

he's fighting.

I fought too...

They called us dirty names.

When my father spoke... I listen.

But you... you tell me how to speak!

I say "No fight".

You fight.

You want trouble?

You want to go to jail?

Stay away from North Americans.

I'm an American, Dad.

Juan... Pablito understands you.

Try to understand HIM.

Let's try!

Joe!... Did you fill the ice bucket?

Did you hear me?

I asked you if you filled the ice bucket?

Your father will be home soon.

Can't it wait til I'm dressed?

Don't be rude, Joe!

- Hello darling.

- Hello dear.

Are we going out tonight?

Do I have to dress?

No.

But it might be a good idea

if you shaved.

Alright... soon as I have a look

at the paper.

- Hello, Joe.

- Hi, Dad.

What happened to your hand?

Had a fight with a kid from Sleepy Hollow.

I told you not to go down there

looking for trouble.

I wasn't looking for trouble...

Anyway I didn't go to Sleepy Hollow.

It happened on the highway.

Harry and I were coming

from the river and

these 2 guys in an old jalopy

smashed into us.

Well what did you fight about?

Nothin'. They got tough,

and we weren't having any.

They, or you and Harry?

Well, what did you do?

Call them names?

OK... take their side

like you always do.

You wouldn't even wait to listen!

I said I got into a fight

and you yell at me about going

down to Sleepy Hollow.

If you had any friends down there,

you could go any time you want to.

Don't worry... I haven't

any friends there.

It'd be a good thing

if you did have.

Hang around with "fruit tramps"?

Mr Wilder

Most of the press run's already gone,

Mr Ferguson.

I'll catch what I can and

run another ad tomorrow.

Sorry it happened.

You made a slight error on the ad copy

on Fergusons new subdivisions.

The price is $1500 a lot.

Not $150.

So I did.

Also you left out the wading pool

for the kiddies.

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