City by the Sea

What's up? You guys

want to buy this guitar? $50.

- Fender Hollow Body.

- I don't play.

Come on, you'll be like Chuck Berry.

Twenty dollars. Twenty dollars.

- You want to buy a guitar?

- No.

For your brother? Your son?

Order up.

Hey, Arnie.

- Hey, Joey, how you doing?

- Good.

- Hey, look, you want to buy a guitar?

- I got one.

All right. Then do me a favor.

Will you loan me $20?

I don't think so.

I got an idea, man. Why don't you

keep the guitar until I pay you back?

- That way you're safe.

- I'm not a pawnshop.

Arnie, please, man.

I just need to get straight here.

What you need, you don't pay for.

You got to pray for it.

Arnie, I don't need a fucking sermon

right now, okay? I need to get well.

All right?

Man, you know how it is. Right?

Please.

You're in for a real

fucking treat now, man.

You're lucky you caught me

because this is my last bag.

All right, Snake, let me see the shit.

Here.

- This is all you got?

- It's enough, it's 90% pure.

Where you gonna find 90% pure?

I know a guy's got a shitload of it.

Picasso. You want me to hook you

up with him, you just say the word.

Yeah, baby, here we go.

Hey, where's this Picasso at?

There he is.

My man, Picasso.

What did I tell you, man?

- You stay here, all right?

- Yeah.

Picasso, my man.

How you doing, man?

Can I get two, okay?

- Let me pay you tomorrow.

- No, man. No fucking way.

Come on, man.

You know I'm good for it.

- Pay me now, motherfucker.

- You know I'm good for it!

I'm gonna fucking cut you!

F*ck!

Give me that!

Shit!

We gotta get rid of him!

Let's dump him in the river!

His body will wash out to the ocean.

Come on, man. Help me out here.

F*ck.

What?

Joey?

Joey, is that you?

Joey!

- How did you get in, did you bust the door?

- No, I didn't bust the door.

What are you doing? I won't have drugs

in this house. Get it out of here!

- Joey, what happened?

- I got in a fight, that's all.

- With who?

- I don't know. It doesn't matter.

The fucker pulled a knife on me,

so I got the f*ck out of there.

- When are you gonna learn?

- I have learned.

I am tired of it, okay?

I am fucking tired of it.

I know I got to stop this shit.

- You heard it all before, right?

- More than once.

- Ma, I'm trying to talk to you here.

- Do you wanna talk?

Here's a quarter. Call your father.

Tell him you've changed.

I don't know why I fucking bother.

So tell me, what makes this time

different from all the other times?

Because the only difference I ever see

is my money or my jewelry are missing.

This is different.

If I don't stop this shit,

I am gonna die.

I know you heard it before,

but I'm tired of it.

You know, if I can get away,

maybe I could just clean up.

I don't know, I'll go some

place like Key West.

Do you remember when

we went to Key West?

Yeah.

That was a fun vacation.

I know.

The drug counselor says I'm not

allowed to give you money.

Ma, I don't want your money.

I just want you

to believe me this time.

- You don't believe me.

- No, Joey, listen-

That's all right. I gotta go.

- No, Joey. No. Joey, no.

- Ma, I gotta go.

LaMarca. Hello?

Hello?

Who is this?

You must have something to say.

Hello?

Well, I was here.

You missed a chance for a good talk.

It's the middle of the night.

Talk to me or get off the phone.

Vincent, is that you?

Michelle, sorry.

I thought it was a nut calling.

The thunder woke me up.

You watching the storm?

Yeah. You want company?

Be right down.

I think we ought to put a hole

in your floor and get a fire pole.

You got a thing for firemen?

- Cops.

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