Boys Don't Cry

- Shorter here.

- Shorter?

- Shorter.

- That is short enough.

OK, superstar?

- Wow!

- What's with the shirt?

That is the most frightenin' thing

I've ever seen. Looks like a deformity.

I'll fix that.

- Oh, God... yeah...

- That's better.

Now, if you was a guy,

I might even wanna f*** you.

You mean if you was a guy

you might even wanna f*** me.

So you're a boy. Now what?

Come on.

No f***in' way.

Yes f***in' way.

- A joke is a joke.

- Come on, don't be a p*ssy.

I'm no p*ssy. Let's go home.

- Someone's inside.

- You've got a date?

I gotta go.

Come here!

Can I talk to you just for a minute?

You look like a f***in' idiot in that hat.

I'll be back. I'll be back.

Teena...

I don't want you comin' here

And wastin' all my time

I don't mind you hangin' out

And talkin' in your sleep

Yeah... athletic's nice.

But the thing is he's sweet.

And good hair. That's important.

I'm Billy. Are... are you Nicole?

... and talkin' in your sleep

I guess you're just what I needed

Just what I needed

I needed someone to feed...

You don't seem like you're from around here.

Where do I seem like I'm from?

Someplace beautiful.

I'll stand right here until

you're safe inside, OK?

OK.

You're just what I needed

You're just what I needed

You're just what I needed

You're not goin' anywhere!

F***er!

Get back here, you f***er!

- You f***in' dyke!

- You freak!

- You f***ed my sister!

- Open the f***in' door, you f***in' f*ggot!

- Open the f***in' door!

- Open this goddamn door!

- You f***in' a**hole!

- Brothers!

- I'll kick your f***in' ass!

- Alicia.

- Who is Alicia?

- You f***in' dyke!

- Damn, there's a lot of 'em!

- What have you done?!

Your f***in' f*ggot cousin, too!

- F***!

- What is the matter with you?

I don't know! I don't know what went wrong!

You are not a boy! That is what

went wrong! You are not a boy!

They say I'm the best

boyfriend they ever had.

Do you want your mother to lock you up

again? Is that what you want?

No.

Then why don't you just admit

that you're a dyke?

Because I'm not a dyke.

F***er!

- What are you doin'? Get outta my pants.

- The money you owe me. I want it back.

Jesus!

Careful with that.

You didn't have to do that. Jeez!

You're not crashin' here any more, Teena.

Get your stuff and go.

Bad night?

The worst.

- So what's your name?

- Candace.

I hate it, though. I'm thinkin' of changin' it.

Sometimes that helps.

I'm Brandon.

I'll pay if you get 'em.

- Sure.

- Marlboros.

I'll be right back.

Check this out.

My friend's sittin' there.

So?

I said get off.

Excuse me. Why don't you leave the lady

alone? I don't want any trouble here.

You gotta be kiddin' me.

I didn't ask you what you wanted,

you little fag.

You f***er! You motherf***er!

- I'll kick your white hick ass!

- Hold on, cowboy.

Can't I leave you alone for five minutes?

You f***! I'm gonna get your ass!

Come on, stud. You got us into this.

F***er!

Oh, sh*t. Cops, man.

They suck.

I would've had those guys

if you wouldn't have stopped me.

Oh, my God! John, look.

You're gonna have a shiner in the mornin'.

- I am?

- Yeah.

Oh, sh*t!

- You got a light, man?

- Oh, yeah, here.

You have got the tiniest hands.

No. They're big.

- Joe Louis had tiny hands.

- He didn't throw punches without defence.

If you're gonna get into fights

over girls, learn a few moves.

Come on.

- Hey, p*ssy.

- F*** you, man!

- Tom, this is Brandon.

- Hey.

John. We'll give you a ride home,

as soon as we find the goddamn car!

Sorry! It's up here somewhere!

We're goin' to a party. You wanna come?

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