The Young Savages Page #14

---

Now, what happened in between

to make you go along and kill one?

In between I found out

who my friends really are.

- Your friends got you in here.

- What are you trying to do?

Split me from the rest?

Get me to turn state's evidence?

- You're not like those boys.

- Trust him, you tell me,

and he sneaks up on me

and tries to get me to rat on my friends.

I shouldn't even be talking to you,

coming here with him.

Yeah, you are pretty cozy together.

What are you doing?

Shacking up with him?

Well, now I know.

Hank, maybe you

shouldn't have walked me home.

Maybe it would've been smarter

if you'd dropped me...

Get in.

- Thank you, Hank.

- It's all right.

I guess I haven't been much

of a mother, huh?

Well, maybe if he had a father,

he would have...

Yeah, some father.

I don't know. I always heard

that a boy got in trouble

because he didn't have love.

I love Danny more than anything

in the world.

You just thank God, Hank. You didn't

have to raise your kid on these streets.

Good night.

Doctor, is it all right if I smoke?

- Lf you have to.

- Gunderson.

How do you feel?

- Oh, man.

Man, I feel sick.

That's a surprise.

I was this far.

This far from killing him.

Hello, Karin. I'm all right, honey.

- Hello, gorgeous.

- Daddy.

I was spiked trying to steal third base.

Gunderson told us.

It's not as bad as it looks.

Just a couple of ribs.

I'll be all right. I'll live.

I've got to. I gotta get ready

for that trial a week from Monday.

Or am I confused?

No, not for a minute.

I protected my face so I wouldn't put in

too bad an appearance. Vanity.

That's the difference between the

police department and the D.A.'s office.

You boys protect your pretty faces,

our boys protect their kidneys.

Stop making jokes, Gunderson.

Which gang was it, Daddy?

I don't know, gorgeous.

T- birds or Horsemen,

may have been either one or both.

Karin,

I was choking him and I couldn't stop.

And I wish to hell you hadn't.

Hadn't stopped.

All right, now let's turn him over

on his left side, please.

Gently, easy. Gently.

- Karin?

Yes, love.

He was 15 or 16 years old

and I was trying with all my heart

to kill him.

You know?

I know.

- Yes.

- HARD Y... Hello, Bell. We found the knives.

What? Who is this?

- This is Lieutenant Hardy.

- Lieutenant Hardy? Oh, hang on a second.

- What's the matter, Hardy?

- HARD Y... I said we found the knives.

You found the knives?

Is that what you called me for,

to tell me you found those damn knives?

What's the matter, Bell,

you said these knives were important.

Well, what could I possibly do with them,

at this hour of the night?

- Want a suggestion?

- You're not very funny, Hardy.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes