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Don't quit on us, Louis.
[SINGING]
The things I left behind
THOMAS:
Everything you've given up,everything I've given up--
[SINGING]
Have melted in my mind
I can't do it. I'm sorry, Frank.
I can't do it, man.
-Listen to me. Listen to me.
-No!
-You know what I mean? I don't know...
-Dad!
...how to approach this problem.
I mean, where are you
gonna put the baby?
And what about this boy?
He's not here now. He's not here now.
-I'm leaving.
-You can't leave.
-Where you going, then?
-Just let me go. Will you just let me go?
LOUIS [SINGING]:
Would the wind be at my back?
Could I get you off my mind
MARSHALL:
Louis.THOMAS:
Lyla.This time?
Hey, Louis.
THOMAS:
Lyla.
[SCREAMS]
[TIRES SCREECH]
[THUDS]
[MARK MANCINA'S
"HOSPITAL PT. 1 " PLAYING]
WOMAN:
We have fetal distress.
Baby's heart rate is falling.
It's falling.
I'm sorry.
He's gone.
MAN:
Picked him up on the thruwayoutside of Montrose.
Just wandering down the road.
Said he's following the music.
The moon told him to.
Yeah. Kid's a space cadet.
[CAR HORNS HONKING]
Look, I got a busy day ahead of me.
All right, big guy, out you go.
This Jeffries guy
wasn't in his office yet...
...so I left him a message
to pick you up right here.
AUGUST:
Okay.-Here. Hold on.
Don't lose it. If he doesn't show
in an hour, give him another call.
You can handle that, right?
-Yeah.
-You got any money?
Here's 12 bucks.
Damn, kid, put it in your pocket.
See you.
[TRAIN HORN BLOWS]
[SCREECHING]
[HORNS HONK, TIRES SCREECH
AND FOOTSTEPS TAP]
ON STEREO]
[WHISTLE BLOWS, HORN HONKS
AND DOG BARKS]
[BELL RINGING]
[THUDDING]
[MARK MANCINA'S
"UNION SQUARE" PLAYING]
[HORN HONKS]
[GASPS]
[GRUNTS]
MAN:
Get on the sidewalk!
[HORNS HONKING AND SIRENS WAILING]
BOY [SINGING]:
Para bailar la bamba
[GIRLS SINGING]
Give me your money
Come here, sweet honey
Come here, baby
Yeah.
[PLAYING ALI DEE'S
Okay, citizen. You paid. Any requests?
AUGUST:
No.
Alrighty, then.
[SINGING]
Father, hear me when I
Call your name
I need you to answer me now
Father, here I am
Weak in your sight
Can you rescue me now?
I'm crying out
Can't figure it out on my own
Back off. Away, away. Yo, son,
you're messing with my equilibrium.
Nobody touches this instrument but me.
Roxy's my girl.
Son, we done here,
so why don't you go find your mommy.
-I don't know where she is.
-Good, that's just great. Uh....
Cops show up around 6.
Tell them you're AWOL.
They'll send you back
where you come from.
I don't wanna go back there.
Well, good.
This day's been a bust anyway. I'm out.
[MARK MANCINA'S
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