Rumble Fish

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Hey, Rusty James.

Biff Wilcox is looking for you,

Rusty James.

I'm not hiding.

He says he's gonna kill you,

Rusty James.

Sayin' ain't doin'.

Sh*t!

Sh*t, that's tough.

These things happen, Rusty James.

Maybe we should go

double or nothing sometime.

Sit down!

You cats are constantly fighting

and arguing amongst yourselves

like typical f***ing Yahoos.

Watch the language. Come on.

Hey, Benny, get me a chocolate milk.

So what's he doing about this, this Biff?

What's he doing about killing me?

The deal is, man, you're supposed

to meet him tonight

under the arches behind

the pet store at about 10 o'clock.

- Put a little hair on your chest.

- He's coming alone then, huh?

I wouldn't count on it, man.

Well, if he's bringing friends,

then I'm bringing friends.

Yeah, but you know how

that's gonna turn out, Rusty James.

Everybody will end up getting into it.

You bring people, he brings people.

You're gonna have to...

If you think I'm going by myself,

you're f***ing crazy.

Watch your language over there.

Watch it! Bring it down. Cool it off.

Butt out! What the hell

do you think you're doing?

F*** you, Smokey.

Steve goes wherever I go.

Steve, come here, sit down.

Sit down and be quiet.

Damn it, Rusty James, it's been a long time

since we've had that kind of trouble.

Chicken, Smoke?

Oh, Smoke's a chicken.

Bawk, bawk, bawk!

- Smoke doesn't want to come.

- Smokey, we understand chickens.

- Hey, Rusty James.

- BJ!

Smoke's a chicken!

What? You don't wanna come? Fine.

Hey, Rusty James,

you know I'm gonna be there, man.

But you know what the Motorcycle Boy

said about gang fights...

The Motorcycle Boy hasn't been around

for two months.

So don't go telling me about that.

What if the Motorcycle Boy

came back and found out?

What?

What if your brother came back

and found out?

My brother ain't back, man!

I'm sick of hearing this sh*t!

I don't know when he's coming back,

if he's coming back!

So if you a**holes want to wait around for

the rest of your life to see what he says,

fine, fine, man.

Get down off there!

I'm gonna stomp that shitass tonight.

And I should have a few f***ing friends.

Are you listening to me?

We're gonna be there, man. All right?

We are going to be there.

- But let's keep it between you two.

- BJ!

- I'm right behind you.

- Get down off there!

I'm sorry, Benny. Sorry, man.

Man, I love fights!

This reminds me of the old days

when we used to have rumbles.

Heroin ruined the gangs, man.

Junk, you know?

I wouldn't know.

Ask my brother, he'll tell you.

A gang really meant something then.

That gang sh*t was out of style

when you was 10 years old.

Bullshit, man, I was f***ing 11.

I can remember.

I was in the Swamp Babies. That was

the pee-wee branch of the Packers.

A gang really meant something back then.

Yeah, like getting sent to the hospital

once a week.

You have no loyalty, man!

No organisation!

Well, look it, I'm going, ain't I?

If you think it'll be a rumble,

you're crazy.

Cos you and Biff are gonna go at it,

and the rest of us is gonna watch and...

I doubt too many people are gonna

show up for that much anyway.

Yeah, listen.

You guys, I'll be right with you.

I gotta go talk to someone. Right?

Patty! Patty, hey.

Who are you, stranger?

- Rusty James, the man of your dreams!

- You mean my nightmares?

What are you doin'?

- Rusty James!

- Listen, babe, I'm coming over tonight.

Rusty James...

- I'm not allowed to have boyfriends over.

- Since when?

- Since I started having boyfriends.

- When was this?

- When I was 9.

- Get back in there, Donna!

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