La Bamba Page #4

That's my Bob.

Always thinking of others first.

-Shut your goddamn mouth!

-Don't take it out on Rosie.

You don't understand.

You don't understand a goddamn thing.

What do you think,

the whole world revolves around you?

Is this where you live?

No.

I live down the street.

Hop in, Ill take you home.

Why don't we just go for a drive?

Okay, you drive.

What do you think?

Not bad...

...for a birthday present.

You say you're not rich?

My dad sells cars.

Can I help it if he knows his business?

He just didn't want me

walking home anymore.

Because of me?

How come you've been avoiding me?

Is it that blow-out at the dance?

-Don't be silly.

-Then what's the problem?

My dad.

Does it mean I can't ask you out

on a regular date?

Why don't you ask me?

I got my own wheels now.

Who cares what my father thinks?

Get your ass in gear.

We still got a lot of places to stop at.

Look at this.

Its Woody Woodpecker and Buzz Buzzard.

This is the real stuff.

-They make cartoons out of these things.

-Can it, jerk-off.

Its kiddie stuff.

Finders, keepers.

Yes?

He lives here. Why?

Happy birthday, mija.

-This man here wants to talk to you.

-Hi, Richie.

Mind if I call you Richie?

My name is Bob Keene, Im president

of Del-Fi Records in Hollywood.

I don't speak Spanish.

But we can speak business.

Let me just say that l...

...I really dig your music,

and Id like to record it.

What do you say?

Welcome to Del-Fi Records.

I work out of the basement.

This is your recording studio?

The Ampex is good,

the mikes are excellent.

What more do you need? Relax, Richie.

This is just for starters.

I thought we'd start off easy.

Play a few riffs,

move on to a couple of vocals.

Nothing heavy.

When you're ready, we'll record.

What? Do you mean today?

What about my band?

Frankly, I can't use any of them.

Is that a problem?

Yeah. They're my buddies.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Wait, Richie.

Wait a minute, man.

I understand about friendship.

Im being honest here.

Not everybody in this world

gets a shot at the brass ring.

You're going to have to ask yourself

what's more important, your friends...

...or your music.

My family.

-Is that you?

-Richie, come here.

Did you trace this or what?

Trace, hell. This is free hand. Look at this.

Art contest. $500 in prizes.

Think I should enter it?

Yeah, go for broke.

Fantastic.

I wasn't there when it happened.

But in the dream, it's like I am.

My best friend got killed.

Got crushed by one of those falling planes.

Where were you that day?

My grandfather's funeral.

I guess his death saved my life.

Thank you.

My mom says it means

I was saved for something special.

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