Falling Down Page #5

-Let me see your driver's license.

-What for?

It'll have your address on it.

-I don't have a license.

-You drove all the way without it?

Are you a cop?

Let's see your car registration

and your car.

All right, forget it.

Okay, just forget it!

MAN:
That's a hell of a way

to treat a vet, man.

-You're an animal doctor?

-No, a veteran. I was in Nam.

FOSTER:

You must've been 10 years old.

I meant to say the Gulf.

Come on! All I'm asking for

is a little change.

I haven't eaten in three days.

Well, I mean, except for this.

F*** it! Give me some money, man.

Just give me some money.

How about a dime?

Give it to me.

I'm not giving you any.

-You got a cigarette?

-No.

-You gotta give me something.

-Why don't you get a job?

This is my park. I live here!

Who are you, walking

through my park with two bags?

I don't got any. Is that fair?

What's in those bags, anyway?

Give me one.

I could sell those bags

and eat for a week with the money.

You've got two of them.

Why do you need two?

You're right.

Here.

-Are you serious?

-I don't need it anymore.

All right! Come on, now.

Come on. What the--

Son of a b*tch!

JONES:
Can we cut the crap this time?

ANGIE:
I'm telling you the truth!

JONES:

Yeah, right.

PRENDERGAST:
What's up?

KEENE:
She was at the drive-by.

SANCHEZ:
Angie, who hit your guys?

ANGIE:
I told you.

JONES:
We know. The big bad white man.

We're not buying it.

SANCHEZ:

Who are you protecting?

They put your boyfriend in the hospital.

He's probably dead.

Do you realize that?

He's probably f***ing dead!

ANGIE:
Stop saying that!

KEENE:
You picked a good day to leave.

SANCHEZ:
You want another 3-year-old

to get shot in the head?

Is that what you want?

Tell me the truth!

I'm telling you the truth!

It was a white guy!

JONES:
Why would he go for your friends?

ANGIE:
I don't know!

He attacked them on Angel's Flight Hill

with a baseball bat!

PRENDERGAST:
A baseball bat?

Wait!

Baseball bat.

What did this guy look like?

I don't know.

He looked like you...

...except he was taller and had hair.

JONES:

Good description, Angie!

Did he wear a white shirt and tie?

SANCHEZ:

Come over here, will you?

We gotta keep the pressure on her.

Don't interrupt.

What about the bat?

-The white shirt and tie!

-What will she think of next?

I'm sorry you're leaving,

but you are.

-Sanchez, listen to me!

-Check me later, babe.

PRENDERGAST:

Hey, Brian?

Remember that storekeeper,

the Korean guy?

-Mr. Lee?

-Come here.

PRENDERGAST:

Where was his place?

Right there.

He was assaulted

sometime after 8 a.m.?

-About that.

-And the drive-by was here, right?

What's going on?

I may be nuts, but Angel's Flight Hill

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