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[♪♪♪] [woman groaning] [panting] [moaning] [in low voice]derek. derek. [in normal voice]derek. stacey:fucking pervert, dan. jesus, what the fuck are youthinking?
there's a black guy outside.he's breaking into your car. derek:how long's he been there? i don't know. stacey:what's going on? not right now, honey.how many? danny, how many? one, i think. is he strapped? huh?
does he have a fucking gun,danny? man, i don't fucking know. stacey:wait a second. what the fuckis going on, derek? stay right hereand be quiet. jesus. stay right here. stacey:wait a second, derek. wait. shh, shh, shh.
[whispers]they're right here. [grunts] murray:i don't have a personalproblem with him, okay? sweeney:don't insult my intelligence,murray. you hate this childand i think i know why. i went out with his mothera few times. that was three years ago.it was nothing. nothing. really?hmm. that paper, bob,it's a travesty.
arguing for hitleras a civil-rights hero? you've gotta draw the line. murray, you actuallydid this to yourself. you told them they coulddo a report on any book that related to the strugglefor civil rights. in plain english. i am not disputing the fact that the child is confusedand harbors some sick ideas, but i am not readyto give up on him yet.
his brotherprobably put him up to it. i can guarantee you100 percent his brotherdid not put him up to this. murray:i find that hard to believe.whatever. i know he was a good kid and it's a shamewhat he's been through, but that is dangerous. dangerous in what way? bob, that goes too far.
this racist propaganda,this mein kampf psychobabble? he learned this nonsense,murray, and he can unlearn it too. i will not give upon this child yet. i knew it was you. sweeney:danny, get in here. i said, get in here.get in here! five, four, three, two...shut the door.
what's it gonna be, danny? what's what gonna be? this petty crapyou're pulling. have a seat. [danny clears throat] how you doing? fine. things at home okay? yeah.
derek got out this morning,did he not? yeah, he did. he was one of my students.you knew that, right? honors english.he was a brilliant student. like you. but he hung outwith simple-minded fools. heh-heh-heh. also like you. look, did you bring me in hereto talk about derek? because what happened to himhas nothing to do with me.
everything you do right now has something to dowith derek. look, i followed directionsand i wrote an a paper. "mein kampf"? i should expel you. go ahead. you don't think icould handle it? no, i think the streetwould kill you. your rhetoricand your propaganda aren't gonnasave you out there.
so here's the drill. i'm your history teacherfrom now on. we will discusscurrent events. we will call this class american history x. we meet once a day. all right,your first assignment is to prepare for mea new paper due tomorrow. oh, come on. it took me a weekto read mein kampf.
that isn't fair. [sighs] well, what do you want meto do it on? your brother. oh, god, man.please tell me you're joking. no, no, no.i'm not kidding. i want you to analyzeand interpret all the events surrounding derek'sincarceration. how these events helped shapeyour present perspective,
concerning lifein contemporary america. the impact on your life. your family's. whatever you wanna say,danny, i'll be the only onereading it. but if it's not on my desk tomorrow morning, you are a ghostat venice beach high. are you clear?
yeah, i'm clear. [grunting] telling teacheri'm fucking cheating? is that what's happening? i never cheated in my life. beat his motherfucking ass,henry. i didn't say anything. why you tripping on me? why you allkicking him like that?
what's up, man? what you scared for?i ain't gonna do nothing. [henry laughs] what's up? want some too, bitch?punk. what's wrong with you? you wanna die? punk-ass white boy. [bell rings] you lucky i gotta go to class.he ain't gonna do nothing.
he don't wanna see meand the heater. [hisses] henry:lucky the bell rung. i would haveclocked that white boy. punk-ass motherfucker. we'd smoke that fool. danny:you gotta fuckingstand up for yourself. rasmussen:we got a whole fileon skinheads. woman:these all partof the same gang?
rasmussen:venice beach gang. man 1:where's my buddy? man 2:he's doing a stretch at ya. man 2: this guy c.c.? woman: mm-hm. man 3:that him? man 4:yeah, that's him right there. this morningwe have a guest coming in, and there he is.
morning. woman: morning, sir. good to see you, pal. gentlemen, this hereis dr. bob sweeney. he's principalover at venice beach high. he's been doingoutreach work with gangs, both in and out of the can. three years ago, a local kidnamed derek vinyard was sent upfor murdering two crips
who were tryingto jack his car. bob taught vinyardback in high school and he's followed the caseclosely. he was a skinhead,right? he was morelike the skinhead. the protã©gã©of cameron alexander. who? cameron alexander. here you go.have a look-see.
cameron alexander, well, he's a venice beach landmark. he's probablythe biggest distributor of white-powerliterature and videos in l.a. county. he promotes white-power bands.he writes reviews. and, uh,in his spare time, this guyeven writes hate columns. does he have a record?
he's pretty clean. been trying to pinsomething to him, but it doesn't work. trust me.he's behind all of it. he runs everything out ofhis house down by the beach. rasmussen:no white gangs in venice beach before cameron alexanderand derek vinyard hooked up. sweeney:alexander found in derekhis shining prince. essentially, he used derekto recruit a slew of insecure,
frustrated,and impressionable kids. rasmussen:this kid vinyard, well,he's got a lot of baggage, as you'll see in this tape that we've gottencourtesy of nbc. l.a. county firefighter dennis vinyard was shot and killed battling a blaze at a suspected compton drug den. we're at the vinyard home right now and lieutenant vinyard's oldest son, derek,
has agreed to talk with us. derek, if you could come down here, please, for just a second. look, i know this is tough, but, um, how do you feel right now? how do you think i feel? i think it's typical. typical, how? this country's becoming a haven for criminals,
so, what do you expect? decent, hardworking americans like my dad are getting rubbed out by social parasites. parasites? blacks, browns, yellow, whatever. reporter: i don't understand. you're saying your father's murder was race-related? yeah, it's race-related. every problem in this country is race-related,
not just crime. immigration, aids, welfare. those are problems of the black community, the hispanic community, asian community. not white problems. aren't those issues that deal more with poverty? no. they're not products of their environments, either. that's crap. minorities don't give two shits about this country.
they come here to exploit it, not to embrace it. millions of white european-americans came here and flourished. within a generation. what the fuck is the matter with these people? they have to go around shooting at firemen. what does this have to do with your father? my father was murdered doing his job. putting out a fire in a nigger neighborhood
he shouldn't have given a shit about. he got shot by a fucking drug dealer who probably collects a welfare check. that's enough. i'm sorry. derek vinyard was releasedfrom chino earlier this morning after servingthree and some-odd years. i think this is somethingwe gotta keep an eye on. if something happens to him
things could get very uglydown by the beach. just keep it low. danny: venice beach didn't always look like this. it used to be a great neighborhood. the boardwalk's always been a dump, but when my dad moved us out here venice was a nice, quiet place to grow up. over the years, though, it's just gone to hell. the gangs are like a plague.
they moved west from inglewood and south central and basically took over. it ain't fouling you.what's wrong with you? [all yelling indistinctly] jerome:fuck all y'all. i ain't got timefor all the bullshit. fuck y'all. you all right? i'm all right.
yo, is that that foolyou was telling me about? yeah,that's that motherfucker. yeah, man, that's him. bitch-ass motherfucker. danny: that's why derek started the d.o.c. he said white kids shouldn't have to walk around scared in their own neighborhood. for a while there, he really made it like it was ours again.
throw the ball.throw the ball. come on, seth.block. come on, curtis.quit chucking it up. pass the ball. man:pass that thing. d up. here we go. come on, let's go.let's go. come on.
derek:look at this fuckingjungle bunny. he does a spin moveevery time. every time. you ain't getting shit,motherfucker. over here.over here. this one's for you, boy! fuck you--? stop that. who you calling a boy,motherfucker? you lucky motherfucker!
i'm through monkeyingaround with your ass! you pale, pastrami-eating,cracker motherfucker, a hundred bucks sayi make you my bitch. hear that? he's trying to make ends meetfor his cut in welfare. you're fucking on! it's 8-6, seth. when i want your opinion,i'll ask for it. come on, guys,i can't cover this.
help me out here. you have a big fucking mouth,seth. i can take this niglet down. you can't take a shit.the fuck are you thinking? i will beat him.give me the money. shut up. shut up. you're gonnafucking embarrass us. shut up! i'll take care of this. derek:hey.
i got a bet. i come in this game right now.same score, but we play black guysagainst white guys. [laughing] man 1:motherfucker. man 2:oh, shit. name your price, cracker. no money. no money.for these courts. and not just today.for good.
if you win, we will walk away.but if we win, no bitching, no fighting, here in front of everybody,pack your shit and get your black assesout of here. man, fuck that.take this bet, man. eight to six, our ball. let's go. [cheering and shouting] derek:pick him up. pick him up.
seth, get backand play some d! cameron:come on, seth. man:come on, let's go. [cheering] all right.defense! all right. pass the fucking ball,i was wide open. ha-ha-ha! damn! man 1:let's go. let's go, yo.let's go.
man 2:pick, pick, derek! seth:bullshit! that's offense. get out of here.he moved his feet. if you want to go,i'm ready! don't throw elbows! want to go? adolf hitler-wannabemotherfucker? what? kill that motherfucker!dead! wait, it's cool.it's cool.
man:relax. cameron:you okay? yeah.just give me some water. you gotta call offenseon that shit, der. not on game point, danny. you can't let niggersget away with that shit. honey, it's game point. shut them down, derek.kick some ass. watch this.
get that ball. pass the ball, baby.pass the ball. yeah! bye-bye. get the fuck off my court. thisis my house. fuck you, bitch. what happened? i dropped the ball! get the fuck out of here!this is my court! yes!
[seth laughing] danny: derek wouldn't let us visit him in prison. he said it would make it too hard for him and that if we came, he wouldn't see us anyhow. three years without him, just wondering, and then at 7:00 this morning we picked him up outside the gate. doris:come on, danny. danny:der.
danny: the whole ride back, he didn't say anything. i wanted to stay home, but he said, "no, go to school. i'll see you later." oh, come on.give the guy a break. what's the matter?you too big to give me a hug? danny:no, man. i just know you'll needsomeone to look after you while you adjustto all this space. heh. yeah, right.
this place is smallerthan the old living room. how you doing?how's school? it's good. it's good. you gotta do somethingabout that hair. that 'do has gotta go. i don't know.the girls like it, so... well, i don't. you're keeping it pretty close.all the way down, huh? shit, look, i forgot, man.
it hurt like shitwhile they put it on. when did you get that? i got itabout a month ago. cameron made it official. cameron? he put this on you? mm-hm. yeah. [phone rings] davina:hello?
what? davina:hi. just hang on a second. derek, it's for you. nothing. nothing. there a phone in the back? mm-hm. i'll get it in the back. i got it. yeah? oh, hey.
["battle hymn of the republic"playing on radio] ♪ of the tramplingat the zoo ♪ ♪ we washed ourselvesin niggers' blood ♪ ♪ and all the mongrels' too ♪ ♪ we're taking downthe zog machine ♪ ♪ jew by jew, by jew ♪ ♪ the white man marches on ♪ you think our friendwas behind that? well, you know what?i don't even care.
i'm gonna take care of thattonight. mwah. my sweet kid.my baby boy. god, what's with the lovefest, you guys? [whistling"battle hymn of the republic"] [knocking on door] no, he'll do it.he'll do it. i'll make surehe does it. davina:i'll get it.
came to see the man. can you fit through the door? fuck you! danny:seth. seth:what's up, dan? how you doing?where's derek? davina:he's on the phone. come out,you free motherfucker! vinyard,where the fuck are you?
vinyard! hang on. give me a minute. seth:vinyard! no, i'll be outin a minute. i'm being careful.what am i gonna do? i won't stay in my roomthe rest of my life. hold on. hey. hey. what the fuckis seth doing here?
did you invite him over? no, he always comesover here. all right. danny,give me a minute. just give me one minute. god, are you still here,goodyear? you calling me a blimp,you fucking democrat? when was the last time you wereable to see your feet? come in here, danny. hey, man, you goingto cam's party tonight?
is davina's ass watertight? you're fucking sick, man. all right, relax.let me ask you a few questions. i'm not in the mood.i got homework to do. tell me some of the shityou've learned, fuck-ass, before i pistol-whip you. okay. i believe indeath, destruction, chaos, filth and greed. cut the shit, dan.come on.
tell me what i wanna hear,asshole. you mean that shitabout your mother? you wanna getfucking beaten, danny? i'm not fuckingtalking to you, davina. why don't you shut up? look, you got to let me dothis my own way, all right? i'll take care of it. seth:who do you hate, danny? i hate anyonethat isn't white protestant.
seth:why? they're a burden to theadvancement of the white race. some of them are all right,i guess. none of them are fuckingall right, danny. they're all fucking freeloaders.remember what cam said? "we don't know them.we don't wanna know them. they're the fucking enemy." what don't you likeabout them? and say it withsome fucking conviction.
i hate the fact that it's coolto be black these days. seth:good. danny:i hate this hip-hop fucking influenceon white fucking suburbia. good. and i hate tabitha soren and all her zionist mtvfucking pigs telling uswe should get along. save the rhetorical bullshit,hillary rodham clinton,
because it ain't gonnafucking happen. that's the best shit i'veheard come out of your mouth. danny, no.i feel sorry for you, danny. i knowyou don't believe that. shut up, davina! no, you shut the fuck up! get out of the house,you piece of shit! please go. is that any wayto talk to a guest? a friend of the family?
derek hates youand you don't realize it. hey, how do you knowwho i hate, davina? fucking a.back from the dead. god bless jesus christ, man. i think you lost weight, man. i can get my arms almostall the way around you. fifty fucking pounds, man. jesus, look at this hair.holy shit. yeah, i told himit's gotta go.
seth:it's good to have you back. grab your jacket, let's getthe fuck out of here. all right. i wanna talkto him one second. look...hey, uh, listen, did you pull some shitin school today? no, just the usual. i'm telling you, man,this kid is awesome. did you turn in a paperon mein kampf? yeah. you should've--
seth: awesome. sweeney probablyshit his pants. he did, man. did cameron put you up to that?did he tell you to do that? no, man, i thoughtit would be cool. how'd you know, though?how'd you know? doesn't matter how. this kid is smart as hell. was that sweeneyon the phone?
yeah, sweeney called. what are you talkingto sweeney for? derek:relax. listen. he's got to get a fucking life.he pisses me off. sweeney's a good teacher,all right? sweeney is a niggeron a power trip, vinyard. that's what he was likewhen we were there. and it'll never change. hey, seth.
fuck that nigger! seth, go away.go away. what?are you kidding? go wait in danny's room.i wanna talk to my brother. i'm glad to see you.i'll be there in one minute. hurry up. i'm starving. come here.seriously, look... forget this yahoo.he kills bugs for a living. you don't wanna be like that.
i'm serious.it's not funny. sweeney is a good teacher.you can learn from him. so don't fuck it upwith small-fry shit like that. you got to be smarterthan that. you gotta see the bullshitpaper he's making me write. i know about it. he told meabout it. i don't care. do it. you do anythinghe tells you to do. i mean it. i don't want youin trouble in school, trying to impress me,
taking this shit in there,all right? do you understandwhat i'm saying? i guess,but i was doing it because i thoughtyou'd be happy. well, i'm not. [doris coughing] shit. listen to that. yeah, i know.it's been getting worse. all right,don't worry about it.
i'll talk to youabout this later. okay. later. she's coughing her lungs out and you're blowing this shitin her face all day. put it out. i'm putting it out. all right.come on. hey. come on,i wanna talk to you.
[coughing] ally:mommy, are you okay? what are you doing?put that out. i'm yelling at himfor blowing smoke and you're heresucking on it. nice thingto come home to, huh? look, you gotta take it easy.you gotta get some rest. i want you to takedanny's and my room
and we'll hit the couch. couch is fine for now. no, it's not fine.it's not. this is terrible. we can't live like this. we gotta get out of here. ally:can i go with you? yeah, we allgotta get out of here. that's the point. i could drop outof school.
no. no, absolutely not.you gotta finish. i'll work something out. derek, can we please go eat?i'm fucking starving here. i don't give a shit!go wait in the living room! god. i want himout of my house. i know, i know.look. he's an idiot.he's always been an idiot. whatever, dude.he can't help it.
i gotta do that paper. look, i'm gonna catch upwith you later tonight. not at cameron's,all right? i need you to stay awayfrom there. why? i thoughtwe were gonna hang. trust me.i'll explain it later. i need you to stay awayfrom the party, all right? whatever. hey, i'm not kidding.
promise me you'll stayaway from that party. i'm not fucking 14 anymore,all right? god! come on, let's go. where are you parked? out back. yeah, that's the whole bunch. right. danny: it didn't take long for derek to make a name for himself.
and cameron knew just how to use it. you sure you don't wannastick around? you know i'd love to, but i gotta be careful. yeah, i know. we'll see youback at the house, then. good luck. danny: he sent derek to the kids, to the frustrated ones.
the ones who were sick of getting their asses kicked by black and mexican gangs. don't just be some punk, be part of something. derek:all right, let's go.pull it together. danny: and everybody ate it up. they did whatever derek told them to. let's go. come on, we're nothere to fucking socialize. man 1:shut the fuck up.
man 2:check this shit out, man. curtis:you want a little toke?huh? go ahead. curtis, what is that? aw, come on, derek. weed is for niggers.put that away right now. aw, jesus fucking christ. have a little self-respect. all right, listen up.we need to open our eyes. there's over two millionillegal immigrants
bedding downin this state tonight. this state spent $3 billionlast year on services for peoplewho had no right to be here in the first place. three billion dollars. four hundred million dollars just to lock up a bunch ofillegal immigrant criminals who only gotinto this country because the ins decided
it's not worth the effort toscreen for convicted felons. who gives a shit? our governmentdoesn't give a shit. our border policyis a joke. so is anybody surprisedthat south of the border, they're laughing at us?laughing at our laws. every night, these parasitesstream across the border like some fucking piã±ataexploded. [men laugh]
don't laugh! there's nothing funnygoing on here. this is aboutyour life and mine. it's about decent,hardworking americans falling through the cracks and getting the shaft.the government cares about the constitutional rightsof a bunch of people who aren't citizensof this country! on the statue of liberty,it says,
"give me your tired,your hungry, your poor." well, it's americans whoare tired and hungry and poor. and i sayuntil you take care of that, close the fucking book! because we're losing. we're losing our rightto pursue our destiny. we're losing our freedom so that a bunchof fucking foreigners can come inand exploit our country.
and this isn't somethingthat's going on far away. this isn't happening in placeswe can't do anything about it. it's happening right here!right in our neighborhood. right in that building. archie millerran that grocery store since we were kids here. dave worked there,mike worked there. he went under, and nowsome fucking korean owns it, who fired these guys
and is making a killing because he hired40 fucking border-jumpers. i see this shit going on and i don't see anybodydoing anything about it. and it fuckingpisses me off! so look around you. this isn't our neighborhood. it's a battlefield. we're on a battlefield tonight. make a decision. are we gonna standon the sidelines
quietly standing therewhile our country gets raped? men:fuck that. derek: are we gonna ante up and do something? men: fuck, yeah! you're goddamn right we are. [men yelling] come here! don't you knowit's against the law to hire border-jumpers,you nip bastard?
fuck that!fuck that! sweetheart.no, you don't need this. we're not gonna hurt you. please!please, no! you fucking spic! you know what?i think this bitch is hungry. this bitch stinks.get me cleaning products. smells like fish and chipsand guacamole. yeah, that's it.
[cashier crying] man:get the fuck up! man:get down! [speaks in spanish] have some fucking beans,you goddamn beaner. take my job. you donkey bitch! man:get some of that in there. throw it on,throw it on. man 1:hey, that's a great coloron you.
you can get a white woman'sjob, bitch. man 1:a little betterthan this one, huh? man 2:yeah. white. man 1:you can move upin the world, huh? asshole! derek:let's go. we're out of here. everybody out.let's go. now. now! all right, let's go!let's go! man:let's go.
come on, let's go,let's go, let's go. no green card,no fucking work, comprendes? come on. come on! derek: go, go, go. we're fucking done!come on! danny: dad was gone. but things were almost normal again. derek had a good job. mom was starting to live a little.
everyone was feeling so good that we just didn't see it coming. maybe we should have. the irony isthat most of the stores that were destroyedduring the riots were owned by black people. that's stupid, though. why trashyour own neighborhood? well, that's my point.it's an irrational act.
it's like an expression of rageby people who feel neglected and turned awayby the system. exactly. i mean,it's like we had in watts, or the riotsin chicago in '68-- derek:i don't buy that for a minute. calling a riot an irrationalexpression of rage, that's such a cop-out. it's opportunism at its worst.a bunch of people grabbing any excusethey can find
to go and loot a store. the fact these peopleripped off stores in their own communitiesreflects that these people have no respect for the law. and certainlyno concept of community or civic responsibility. wait a minute. white people commit crimesagainst white people too. but they're notoffing each other
in record numbersall over america. look at the statistics,for chrissakes. one in every threeblack males is in some phaseof the correctional system. is that a coincidenceor do these people have a racialcommitment to crime? not only that.they're proud of it. maybe it says somethingabout prejudice in the judicial system.
if you wanna talk aboutcriminal statistics you might wannatake a look at the social inequalitiesthat produce them. yap, yap. you know what?that's exactly what i hate. you're taking one thing andcalling it something else and alleviatingthe responsibility that these people havefor their own actions. it's like saying: "it's not a riot, it's rage.
it's not crime, it's poverty." it's just nonsense.it's bullshit. it's exactly what happenedin this trial too. because the mediatwisted things around so people focusedon these cops, whether they'd get convicted and whether rodney king'scivil rights had been violated. everybody lost sightof rodney king himself. the guy's a multiple felonby his own admission.
he's high as a goddamn kite, driving 120 miles an hourdown the highway. he gets pulled overby a bunch of cops, and he attacks them. he attacked police officers.bottom line. and he walked. and there's some yahoowith a video camera who turned it onhalfway through so all we seeis them hitting him.
exactly.powell and koon winding up and cracking himwith billy clubs and briseno's kicking himin the back of the skull. and people are going,"oh, this poor guy." poor guy who attackedfour cops. and those copsend up on the stand defending themselves for usingabsolutely standard, textbookself-defense procedures.
i don't think the tapeshowed that at all. you didn't think so? and what,you're an authority, ma? murray, what do you think? i did think that the police used their clubs ratherexcessively. who are you to saywhat's excessive? i think it wastotally appropriate. they're in a better positionto make that call than you are.
in fact, we as society,grant cops a certain amount of authorityto make those calls because we acknowledge that their jobis difficult and dangerous. you know? unfortunately,very few people, like,respect that authority. look who's talking aboutrespect here, mr. junior-kkk. davina. you wanna go to college,davina?
you should learn to listen.i didn't say i respected laws. i acknowledgea cop's authority. i don't respect any laws that let monkeys likerodney king on the street. second, i am not,as you well know, a member of a low-rent,disorganized bunch of rednecks like the fucking kkk. please. so take your headout of your ass. you've gottenoff the point.
i had a point.that wasn't the point. do you have one?what is your point? all right,think about this. if danny had been walkingacross the street and rodney kinghad plowed into him-- can we just dropthis rodney king thing? who would like some dessert? we're having a discussion. we're havinga nice discussion, right?
if rodney kinghad been hopped up on chivas regal and pcp and killed danny,you'd sing a different tune. i didn't see him hit anybodyand neither did you. he didn't happento kill anybody. thank god. keep it down, okay? ally's sleeping. if he had, though?come on, think about it.
if that monkeyhad run some kid over everybody would have a different opinionof this matter. they'd be focused on rodney kingand not on these officers. but instead,he just attacked a few cops. now, all the sudden,it's hands across america for thistotal son of a bitch. i mean, it blows my mind. we're hung up on this notionwe have some
obligation to helpthe struggling black man. cut him some slack until he can overcomethese historical injustices. it's crap. this stuff you guysare saying perpetuates it. all this liberal nonsense. everyone'slooking the other way while our countryrots from inside out. christ, lincolnfreed the slaves, what, like, 130 years ago?
how long does it taketo get your act together? well, jews have been persecutedfor over 5,000 years. are you sayingthat it's wrong to feel sensitiveabout anti-semitism? stacey:forget that. i'm with you. i am with youall the way, baby. i'm sick ofthese liberal hypocrites. oh, here we go again.i love this part. well, look at the way thatthey scapegoated chief gates.
they'd come down that hardon black willie williams? no way.the video was a setup. jesus christ.can i please be excused? yes. no, you cannot.don't interrupt. excuse me, i was talking.i listened to you. who the helldo you think you are? she's in the middleof a point. who do you think you are?
sit down! no. fuck you! murray: derek, calm down. derek, calm down. davina:don't tell him to shut up! sit your ass down! no. fuck you, move! sit down, shut up! get out of my way! move!
goddamn it, derek, move! shut your mouth and givemy girlfriend respect. derek,what are you trying to prove? murray, stay out of it!come here. hey. where do you thinkyou're going? derek, let her go!derek, let her go! derek:come here! you need to learnsome fucking manners, davina. shut your fucking mouth!shut up!
derek! stop! she can't breathe! doris:let her go! are you gonna apologize? are you gonna apologize?are you? you're a fucking asshole. i hate you! what are you doing, derek?this is your family. right, my family.so you know what?
i don't give two shitsabout you or anybody elseor what you think. you're not a part of it,you never will be. that has nothingto do with it! derek:it doesn't? you don't think i seewhat you're doing? you thinki'll sit here and smile while some kiketries to fuck my mother? it's never gonna happen, murray.
fucking forget it.not on my watch. not whilei'm in this family. i will fucking cutyour shylock nose off and stick it up your ass before i let that happen.coming in here and poisoningmy family's dinner with your jewish,nigger-loving, hippie bullshit! yeah, walk out. asshole-fucking, cabala-readingmotherfucker!
get the fuckout of my house! you see this?that means "not welcome." what did i do? you disgust me! you disgust me!bring him to our table! primping your hairand your dress! don't touch me!all tarted up! what did i do to you? how could you bring himto dad's table?
how could you gofrom dad to that? aren't you ashamed? i'm ashamed that youcame out of my body! go run to your fucking kike! go run to him! [door slams] stacey:it's okay. i'm proud of you, baby. i'm so sorry, doris.
i really am. he's gone. he's just a boy without a father. doris,you don't know the world your children are living in. goodbye. hey. you all right? take this, you fucking--
hey, no. no, no, come here! calm down! let go of me! let me go, goddamn it! sorry. i'm sorry. i would never hurt you.you know that. come on, i screwed up.i lost control. it's not you.
i'm sorry. come on,i'd never hurt you guys. i'd never hurt you. you know that.i'd do anything for you. i don't believe you. i trust you, derek. [front door opens] hi. hi. what are you doingout of bed, huh?
want a plane ride? ally: yeah. danny:going for takeoff. woo-hoo! [ally giggles] oh, no. no, no!don't crash! gotta go to mom. she's a crazy flier.
kiss mom. oh, yeah. you don't feel too hot. no, it's in my chest. what are you up to? i'm just thinking. a lot of thatgoing around. i don't know how we got here. mom. i feel like i let you all down.i don't know when it happened.
mom, it's okay. yeah? it's cold in here.no wonder you're sick. don't get sick from cold,you get sick from germs. danny:no, you get sick from smoking. you gotta quit.it's not good for you. [laughs] what are you looking at melike that for? when are you gonna letthat beautiful hair grow back?
the day you quit smoking. deal. i better get ally to bed. say good night to mom? then you have to go to bed. good night, mama. good night, baby. danny:good night, mom. danny: i go back to that night again and again in my mind.
i try to stop it from happening. i want youout of this house. that's fine.i'll be gone in the morning. stacey:he can move in with me. danny: in my mind, i imagine what would've happened if i hadn't gone into that room and told him. danny, get down! no, danny! aah! mommy!
nigger, you just fuckedwith the wrong bull. get off! you should've learned your placeon the fucking basketball court! but you fucking monkeysnever get the message! my father gave me that truck,you motherfucker! you ever shoot at firemen? you come here,you shoot at my family? i'm gonna teach youa real lesson, motherfucker. put your fucking mouthon the curb.
come on, man! put it on the curb!right now! that's it. derek, no! no! derek:now say good night. [police sirens wailing] fucker. drop your weapon!put your weapon on the ground!
put your hands up! i said, get your hands up! now turn around! put your handsbehind your head! get down on your kneesright now! davina [whispers]:it's all right. it's all right. she ain't gonna open the door? i don't know. someone's therelooking at us. hello?
danny, it's for you. danny:i'll be right there. open the door, danny!it's fucking freezing! danny, this party'sgonna be sick! come on, danny! [singing indistinctly] [band playinghardcore punk music] sieg heil! [all clamoring]
seth:i'm gonna go get some beers. hey, what a party, huh,fat seth? i'm not fat, asshole!i'm husky. what the fuck's up, seth? drink up, danny,before your brother sees you. holy fuck. he's here? yeah, he's here. he's fucking here. go pay your respects.
fuck you, seth. let's go talk to cameron,danny. father vinyard? how's it going?i'm jason, this is chris. we're friendswith your brother. you are a fucking god, man! oh, shit, yeah. stacey:derek! i thoughtyou turned that paper in.
i did, and now fucking murrayturned me in and so sweeney'smaking me write another one. good old sweeney. he never stops trying, now,does he? he's one of thoseproud-to-be-nigger people. i hate those guys. now, wait a minute, danny. he's not proud. he's a manipulative,self-righteous uncle tom.
he's trying tomake you feel guilty about writing aboutadolf hitler. yeah. some nigger,some spic writes about martin luther king or fuckingcesar "commie" chavez... [chuckles] ...gets a pat on the head. i mean, you can see thehypocrisy in that, can't you? definitely.
stacey [whispers]:come on, let's go. let's go. no, listen to me. i wanna see you, okay?i do. but i gotta take careof something tonight. you understand? yeah. i'm here.when you're ready, i'm here. look, would you dosomething with me? anything. leave with me.
leave where? leave here.leave all this. just come with me. why would you wanna leave?they worship you. you're like a god to them. if you thinkwe had it good before, wait till you seewhat it's like now. i don't want all that. i don't wantmy family involved.
everything i've done herehas fucked it up. do you understand? you thinkwhat you did was wrong? oh, baby.oh, come on. those niggers got exactlywhat they deserved and we all know that. i understandyou just got out, but no one's gonna hurt you.no one can touch you. there's a small armyout there.
we won't let a bunch of spookskick us out of here. stacey, you're notlistening to me. i'm not scared. i don't want it anymore. i'm done with it.i'm through with this. it's... it's bullshit, stacey. listen,you don't need this, stacey. come on, trust me.
if you wanna be with me,just trust me. come with me. you're nuts. you are nuts. no way. i don't think you realizewhat's been going on here. we are 10 times what we were,and we are bloody organized. i mean, it is like nothingyou have ever seen! this is a mistake.forget it. wait a second.wait a second. what was a mistake?
stacey, just say goodbye. just say goodbye. this isn't you. i know you. you don't knowanything about me, stacey. hey. are you danny's brother? tell him lizzy'slooking for him. lizzy. thank you. cameron:we'll let the niggers,kikes and spics
grab for their pieceof the pie. can't blame them. of course, they're gonnahave to fight to get it. and if we scare the fuckout of people and a few people get killedin the process, so be it. derek:you gonna put thatin your paper, danny? ha, ha. hey, man. well, look who's here. the return of the soldier.
what are you doing here,danny? come on, man.i had to check it out. you knewi was gonna come. cameron:let the kid alone, derek. he knows when to go to bed. go wait outside. come on,i'm not doing anything. there's a little blondsitting out there. she keeps asking for you.
she's dying.come on. well, i gotta check out. go easy on her. wait for meright outside. take it easy. chill out. you're on safe ground. you don't have towatch your ass around here. come on, sit down.relax.
i'm sorry.the party was a little quick. but we're just so damned gladyou're back, derek. it's only naturalyou should feel funny. i don't feel funny, cam. you know, you madethe fat kid nervous. he thinks the jointmessed with your mind. it did. ♪ glory, glory hallelujah ♪ cameron:things have changedsince you've been gone, derek.
you talk about organization? wait till you see whatwe've done with the internet. we've got every gangfrom seattle to san diego working together now. they're not competing.they're consolidated. only thing we lackis a little overall leadership. and that's where you come in. because people out there gota lot of respect for you, derek. when you're ready,talk to me about it.
well, you canforget about that. i'm done with it, cam. yeah, well, i knowyou grew out of that shaved-head bullshita long time ago, thank god. i like your hairthe way it is now. see, that's what i mean.we're thinking bigger now. no more of this grocerystore-- you're not listening.i am done with it. all that bullshit out thereand all your bullshit too.
i'm out. i understand how you feel. you've just donesome hard time-- don't you fucking talk to meabout hard time. you don't know a thingabout it. i've done mine. you didn't do shit. i found out aboutyour prison story. you did two months,then rolled over on two kids
and let them go down for you. so don't feed meyour fucking lies, cameron! all right, then.this is stupid. i'm done. look, you go cool off.get laid. do something. get your head on straight,then i'll talk to you. but it doesn't matterif i don't, does it? you got the next crop alllined up and ready to go, you fucking chicken hawk!
excuse me? you prey on people, cam!you use them! i lost three years of my lifefor your fucking phony cause but i am onto you now,you fucking snake. hey, derek. watch it.be careful. remember where you are. this is nota fucking country club where you can waltz inand out of here-- shut up!shut the fuck up!
i came in here to tell youone thing: i am out. out! and danny is out too. you come near my family again,i'll fucking kill you. well, excuse me,but fuck you, derek. you can't comebarking threats at me. you can do whatever you want,but danny is a good kid. he's not some whiningpussy like you. he needs my helpand i'll give it to him. if you come near danny again
i will feed youyour fucking heart, cameron. i won't have to. he'll come to me. i'm more important to him nowthan you'll ever be. shit! you're a fucking dead man,vinyard. [cameron groans] [punk music playing in distance] hey, hey, hey.where's cameron?
where the fuck is he? hey, derek. stay away from me, stacey.danny! why don't you sharewhat you just said to me you piece-of-shit,race-trading nigger! man: fucking nigger? you monkey-fucking traitor! hey, danny! are you a fucking nigger?
hey, danny! come on. he's a fucking nigger.nigger. nigger. seth:cam's out cold! where the fuck are you going? man:he's got a gun! yo, yo, back up, back up. you make me fucking sick! seth!put down the fucking gun! man:go ahead. shoot.
shoot him! do it, seth!shoot him! danny:seth. holy shit. girl: traitor. man: kick his ass. seth! do it, seth, do it. shoot him. stacey:do it! shoot him! seth:oh, god.
back up. move. back up. back up.back the fuck up. move. move. hey. hey. danny, easy. danny, danny.relax. relax. danny. take it easy, dan.take it easy. i fucking hate you, der! all right. shh, shh.i mean it. hey, come on. come on.shut up. shut up.
what's happened to you, der? take it easy.take it easy. come on. come on. danny:this is so fucked. look. i'm sorry.all right? you weren'tsupposed to see that. i told you not to come. fuck you, man. that was so fucked up.
i know. i know. it wasn't supposedto happen that way. danny:that was fucked up. that's all there is to it. not what i had planned.it just all went to shit. it went to shit. totally out of control. what's fuckinghappening to you, man? hey. look at me.
i can't go back to that, dan. can't go back to what? to any of it. those guys, the gang,that life. i'm done with it. what happened to you up there? guard:c block! back at the chow! don't be late today,you piece of shit! let's go!you wanna eat today?
get up! five minutes! this is my fucking house!get up! what the fuck's your problem,you asshole? move! joe, open the fucking gates. all right, back up. [bell rings then locks buzz] five minutes.step forward. those beds better be made.
derek: after two days in that place, i didn't think i'd make it a week. guard:come on there, motherfuckers. you wanna eat today,you piece of shit? you white-trash piece of shit. you thinkyou're fucking special? button that top button. let's go! move! are you fucking eyeballing me?
don't eyeball-fuck me, asshole. i'll fucking kill you. fucking keep my eye on you,you white piece of shit. don't fucking eyeball me, boy, or i'll fucking skull-fuck you! step forward. turn to the left. step forward to chow.let's go. hey, fish, straight ahead.straight ahead, fucker.
derek: all the wrong people knew who i was anyway so i figured i'm just gonna put up a flag and hope a friend sees it. [men chattering] that's the catapultright there. spike.good to meet you. hey. don't fuck with me, all right? because i'm the most dangerousman in this prison.
you know why? because i controlthe underwear. all right,we pick them up over here and we sort them over there. i hope you work out, all right?the last guy they sent me didn't wear no drawers, couldn't read the sizesin the drawers and used to sniffthe drawers. we got two sizes:medium and large. all right?
all you do is put the mediumswith the mediums and the large with the large. it's a boring job, but it's better than thatlast shit they had me doing. i spent two yearsin the kitchen, ha, scrubbing hot-asspots and pans. that, you don't wanna do.all right? you should be happythat you landed this job. ain't no tellingwhat the hell
they'll have you doin the joint. by the way, uh, what you in for? probably robbedsome old lady, huh? [lamont laughs] okay, i know your kind, right? badass peckerwoodwith an attitude. well, let me tell yousomething, man. you better watch your ass.
because in the joint, you the nigger, not me. derek: i was a year in. i thought i was cruising. then everything started getting complicated. mitch:i'll take care of that,all right? what the fuck is that? [speaking indistinctly] derek:what's that all about? oh, that's just politics, man.favors, you know.
he's doing favorsfor that fucking spic? mitch has gota little something extra on the side with them boys,you know. you're kidding, right? no. derek:that's bullshit, man. somebody should saysomething to him. what the fuckis he thinking? mitch is the only reasonwhy you're not a corpse.
remember that. you know what?i don't fucking give a shit. i can take care of myself.he shouldn't be doing that. i'm getting sick of it. a lot of hard talkaround here and not a lot offollow-through. i think you'd better chill out on the preaching bullshit,okay? we're gettinga little tired of that shit.
ease up on it. what are you doing here,doris? i was in the neighborhood. well, look, i told you i don'twant you all coming here. i don't carewhat you told me, okay? i need to talk to you now. so how is everyone? davina's great. she's, uh, gettingstraight a's almost.
and, uh, ally's walking and startingto talk a little. how's danny? danny? danny. he holds you up so high. he thinksyou're the greatest. he's always braggingabout you to cameron and all his new friends.
he's startingto remind me of you. jesus, don't sound so worried,all right? i'm sure he's fine. i mean,he's 16 years old, doris. he's not gonna bea little angel forever. you think becausei watched my first-born fuck up his entire life that i can sit hereand see my baby follow himdown the same toilet?
you know what?i can't fix all this shit from up here, okay? i'm not asking you to. it makes me feel bad. i'm trying to get throughthis, you make it harder. you think you're the only onedoing time, derek? you thinkyou're here all alone? you thinki'm not in here with you? fuck, man.
come on, man. every dayyou go through these sheets like you gonna getto the end of them. look, nigga,will you chill the fuck out? goddamn! no matter how fastyou get through them, man, they'll keep bringing them inand bringing them in. throwing them aroundain't gonna do a thing but give youa heart attack. know what?that's cool with me. but you're gonna give mea goddamn heart attack too!
i know, i know. i'm just a dumb stupid nigger,right? what do i know? i know i ain't the one gettingmad at them damn sheets, though. as a matter of fact,the only sheets i get mad at? i'll tell you. "boys, this is whatwe gonna do. "we gonna hate some niggers. "we gonna hatesome goddamn niggers.
"that's all we'll do,is hate niggers all day. "i don't know what a nigger is,but we'll hate them. "my cousin derekis in the pen right now working next to a nigger,driving him nigger crazy." see? that's the ticket. nice and easy. now we can ignore each otherin peace. i go, "what you doing?"know what he tells me? he goes, "it's better thanthe pig i just tried to fuck."
[all laughing] man 1:never lets me finish. man 2:why don't you tell a joke? man 3:did you fuck him too? man 1:i get back,she's laying on her back. she likes the wine bottlething, right? man 2:will you get to the fuckingpoint? jesus christ. derek: he was taking it from the mexicans and dealing it out to his own people.
he didn't believe in shit. none of them did. man 2:took too damn long. hey. hey, vinyard! [sniffs] come on, man.don't look at me like that. you know whatthat smells like, right? come on, don't tell me this smell doesn'tremind you of a woman.
god, i miss that smell, man. the job i hadon the outside wasn't much betterthan this one. but at leasti gotta go home at night and lie downnext to this sweet smell. god, i miss that. you got a woman? yeah, you got a woman, man. let me give you some advice.all right?
she comes to visit you, whatever you do,no matter what, don't let her leave herein a fight. don't let her walk out of herewith a bad attitude. if you do, you spend next week wondering if she's getting her fuck onwith somebody else. she comes to see you, it's nothing but sweet talkthrough that glass.
send her away floating,all right? because it's not likethe real world. where you can fight,but it's cool to fight because you can make upand have make-up sex. you know what i'm saying?that angry sex. that sex with an attitude. where you lay on your back and let her take outall that aggression on you. all guys know that, man.that's that good sex.
it's that pow, pow, pow. let her get on top, and she's gonnapunish you first, right? [as woman]"you been a bad boy, huh? "you been a bad boyand i'm gonna punish you. "i'm gonna put it on you. "don't you everlet me catch you "looking at another woman. "yeah. i may forgive youif you bring it.
"i think i can.i forgive. "i forgive. oh, right there.right there. "you hitting it.my spot. "that's it. right. "yeah. yeah. yes. "i forgive you. "i forgive you. i for-- i for--i forgive you. i love you!" [both laughing]
guard:let's keep it moving. how do you figurethe lakers to ever be a bigger dynastythan the celtics? the lakers are likea flare-up. a fluke. are you crazy? one good coachfor four years. the celtics are likea dynasty! come on, man.the celtics were, like, the ugliest teamin the history of sports.
a dynastyof ugly motherfuckers, man. look at kevin mchale. james worthy? the guy hasa head like a melon. no, he had ladies. i can't even talk to you. i don't even knowwhat you're saying. you are tweaking. boston celtics. how many is that?
that's enough. enough? all right. you got it? i lost count, man. doesn't matter, man. who's counting anyway? all right,so i wanna know something. what the fucklanded you in here? you didn't kill.too skinny for a gangbanger.
that a bitch. don't judgea book by its cover. i can throw these things,all right? you know what i'm saying? come on.what did you do? yo, man, it's none ofyour business, all right? it's embarrassing,all right? what? embar--? everybody in hereis embarrassed. you think--? nobody in heregot away with anything.
what did you do? look, man, i stole a tv,all right? so you stole a tv.what's embarrassing? i stole a tv from a storethat was right next door to a doughnut shop,all right? i run out, the store owner'srunning behind me, yelling. bam, i run into three cops,all right? see? i told you it wasembarrassing and you laugh. that doesn't make sense.
no, you didn't get six yearsfor stealing a tv. come on. i go in the store,i come out, the police officergrabs my arm, tv falls on his footand breaks it. they said i threw the tvat the officer. assault. six years. come on. tell the truth. you chucked it at him.or something. like i said,i came out of the store,
he grabbed my arm,it fell on his foot. what you got for me, baby? what you got for me?what you got for me? there you go, baby.yeah, baby. that's what i'm talking about! put some d on him, now. fuck you. get a towel!hold him. hold him. you wanna be a nigger,sweet boy?
we're gonnatreat you like one. [men laughing] that was real sweet. how is he? well, he took six stitches. hey, man. [derek sobbing] oh, man, what the hellare you doing here, anyway? well, i came to talkabout danny,
but we don't have todo that right now. i brought you some books. well, what about him,you know? don't keep me in suspense. he's headedright where you are. oh, man, you know what? my mother alreadylaid this trip on me, man. danny's not my responsibility.you know? what do you expect me to do?it doesn't help.
am i supposed to feel guilty? i don't want youto do anything. i need to know the truthabout how you feel. well, what? you thinki want him in here? i mean, i don't know.i don't know what i feel. i'm all... i feela little inside out. um, you know, i don't know.there's some things that... that don't fit.
well, that happens. look, you are too damn smartto be floating around here pretending you don't seethe holes in this bullshit. listen, i saidi was confused. i didn't sayi didn't believe in it. all right. that's whyyou have to stay open. right now, your angeris consuming you. your anger is shutting downthe brain god gave you. you've been talking aboutwhat's going on in me
since i was in high school. how the fuckdo you know so much about what'sgoing on inside me? no, i know about me. i know about this place. i know about the placeyou are in. what do you knowabout the place i'm in? there was a moment when i used to blameeverything and everyone
for all the painand suffering and vile thingsthat happened to me, that i saw happento my people. i used to blame everybody.blame white people. blame society. blame god. i didn't get no answers, because i was askingthe wrong questions. you have to askthe right questions. like what?
has anything you've donemade your life better? you gotta help me now. just help me. get me out of here, you know? i'm up in four monthsfor review. put in a word for me. i already have. so you'reout there, then what? i don't wanna fuck upmy family anymore. i'll go as far awayas i can get.
that's not good enough. you want my help,you gotta do better than that. my help is not unconditional. but runningjust ain't good enough. [sobbing] [mitch laughing] fuck him. fuck him. fuck him.let the niggers have him. yo, what's up, d?
yo, what's allthat bullshit you pulled inthe mess hall, man? are you out ofyour fucking mind? are you fucking crazy? d! look at me, man! you can't make it in hereon your own. i'm not afraidof those fucking pussies. there was six of them,they jumped me. that won't happen again.i hope they fucking try.
look, i'm not talking aboutyour peckerwood friends! they were protectingyour stupid ass! you dissed them in public. now you're onyour fucking own! yo, man, i'm talkingabout the brothers. they're gonna fuck you,toss your salad, then smokeyour motherfucking ass! tell me somethingi don't already know. you think i haven'tthought about that?
they're gonna come for me,they're gonna come. nothing i can do. what can i do, man? derek: so i was right back where i started. every day, i was sure it was my day. every time i stepped out of my cell. every time i got in that shower. i figured it was only a matter of time before they made a move.
i just hoped that it'd be quick. but it never came. i couldn't figure it out. i knew some of them were itching for it. but after a while i just put my head down, read the stuff that sweeney sent me, and i kept to myself. the last six months in that place, i was like a ghost.
what's up, man?you getting out? what the fuck you waiting on? get the fuck on out of here. yeah, you know,i got this funny feeling. oh, yeah? what's that? i'm thinkingmaybe the only reason i'm getting out of herein one piece is you. come on, man.get the fuck out of here, man! you think i'm gonnaput my neck on the line
for a crazy-ass peckerwood? yeah. right. stupid. that's what i thought. i owe you, man. man, you don't owe me shit,all right? yes, i do. you'll be out in no time. come on, man.it's a piece of cake. all right?
you just take it easyon the brothers. the brothers! god, man. i'm sorry, der. sorry that happened to you. no, i'm not.i'm lucky. i feel lucky because it's wrong, dan. it's wrongand it was eating me up.
it was gonna kill me. and i kept asking myselfall the time how did i buy into this shit,you know? and it's just becausei was pissed off. and nothing i ever didever took that feeling away. i mean, i killed two guys,danny. i killed them. and that didn't make mefeel any different. it just got me more lost.
and i'm tired of feelingpissed off, danny. i'm just tired of it. and i'm not telling youwhat to do. i'm really not. but i need youto understand. because i love youand you're my best friend. yeah, i understand. whoo! [doris coughs]
hi. everything okay? derek:no, everything's great. great. yeah. you wanna sleep in our room? no, thank you. derek: you sure? yeah. this is good.i'm fine. thank you, though. all right.come on, let's go.
[whispers]good night. i'm gonna take a shower,all right? [hip-hop musicplaying on car radio] danny: it's hard to look back and see the truth about people you love. i think if you asked derek why it all went the way it did, and where it all started, he'd still say it started when our father was murdered. but the truth is, it started earlier.
are we all meetingtogether for the game tonight? yes, definitely. ben's burgers, 7:00, then wego watch the big guy play. doris:okay. yeah. psyching up for the game? yeah, i'm alwaysready for that. i got an english examthird period. i'm having a heart attack.i'm not ready. what's the matter,afraid you're gonna get a b?
might do you good. b minus. don't laugh.this guy is different. dr. sweeney?this guy's unbelievable. i've never had a teacherlike this. he's got two ph.d.s. i don't know what he's doingat our school. he's not likeother teachers. what's he got you reading? we got this essay examon this book, native son.
all on this one book. native son.i don't know that. doris:that's a big surprise. what? i read. honey, they don't teachtom clancy at school. well, they don't. so, what is it? what is this native son? what is it? it's this bookabout this black guy. we're doing thiswhole black literature unit.
what is it,black history month? no, it's just like... this guy sweeney, you know,it's part of the course now. nothing.it's just, you know. it's everywhere i look now. this affirmative blaction. doris:honey, a few new books doesn't qualify asaffirmative black action. read the book,ace the guy's test.
just don't swallow everythinghe feeds you whole. just becauseyou see it on the news. i know, but like what? all this stuff aboutmaking everything equal. it's not that simple. now you got this book, native son. what happened to the otherbooks in the course? they're not any good anymore because mr. two ph.d.ssays they aren't?
are you gonna trade ingreat books for black books? does that make sense? you gotta questionthese things, derek. you gotta lookat the whole picture. we're talkingabout books here. but i'm also talkingabout my job. i got two black guys on mysquad now who got their job over a couple of white guys who actually scored higheron the test.
that make sense?huh? yeah, sure,everything's equal now, but i got two guyswatching my back, responsible for my life, who aren't as goodas two others. they got the jobbecause they were black. not becausethey were the best. that sucks. yeah. is that whatamerica is about?
no. america's about"best man for the job." you do your best,you get the job. you know, this affirmativeaction crap, i don't know what that'sabout. there's some hidden agenda or somethinggoing on. you see what i'm saying? yeah, i do. i don't know, i didn'tthink about it like that. well...
this guy, though. i don't know. dr. sweeney,he comes on, like, so strong it's kind of hardnot to listen to him. maybe some of what he saysis kind of-- it's bullshit. yeah. yeah, maybe. no, no. it's nigger bullshit. you see that, don't you?
you gotta watch out for that. yeah, i get whatyou're saying. i will. good boy. i'm proud of you. don't worry about it.i got it. danny: it's 5:40 a.m. and in about one minute, i'm gonna watch the sun come up. i don't know if i've ever done that.
anyway, we're gonna try to pick things up and start over. it won't be easy, but we're all together again. and i feel good. i'm not sure if this paper is what you wanted. if i hit the social significance, or whatever you're looking for. but, for what it's worth, thanks a lot. wow.you look great.
look at you. yeah. gotta dress upfor the parole officer. is she cute? she is a fat guy named hector. so i'm out of luck. i just gotta check in, then i'll see aboutgetting my old job back. great. good morning.
doris:yes, my love. davina, can you--? your sister'sgonna help you, honey. you look great.knock them dead. okay. thanks. davina:what would you like to wear? ally:i wanna wearmy blue dress today. you do look good. yeah? i feel silly.
you look good. you feel good? yeah. yeah.i feel, you know, a little... i'm getting there.i'm getting there. listen, i don't know... i don't know if it's okaythat i'm here. i wanna be here. [car tires screeching]
[both chuckling] i'm gonna get a paper. cool. what do you want? a maple barand a large milk. all right,i got it. let me get a coffee, a maplebar and a large milk to go. waiter:right away. rasmussen:hey, derek.
we need to talk. what's going on? cameron alexanderand seth ryan are at the icuat st. john's. they were jumpedlast night. how bad? well, it looks likethey're gonna live. then they got lucky. somebody's gotta lose,though.
aw, what? we were kind of hoping that maybe you'd talkto your old crew. come on. no way. rasmussen:this is not a good thing. if there's anybodythey'll listen to, it's you. no. no, i hate to tell you,but i'm out. those guys are probablygunning for me now. we're askingfor your help here, derek.
did you tell himi was gonna do this? this has got nothingto do with me. yes, it does. it has everythingto do with you. what are you doing to me?you know, i'm doing my best. i'm going like this to keepmy family in the clear. don't ask me to fix this. i'm not asking that. it was there before me.
you helped create it.wanna take a break? you take a break,you'll find no peace. the way to find peaceis to stick. it's not gonna makea fucking bit of difference. it might. do you know what you'reasking me to do? do you? yes. i'm asking you to do whatever is in yourpower to do. man.
fuck. you're gonna get me shotby white boys. i doubt it. yeah, well, we're all gonnahave a laugh at that, let me tell you. i'm gonna take him to school.i'll be back in half an hour. sweeney:hey, you. you got something goodfor me this morning?
i'll give it to you,dr. sweeney. yeah, okay. danny:what's going on? derek:come on. i feel so badfor seth, man. i wonder how badthey got fucked up. i'm glad they're not dead, but other than that,i don't care. should we visit them?
visit them? no.no, definitely not. definitely not.just stay out of it. listen, too, i saw a car cruisingby the house last night when i pulled out of therewith seth. if you get home before me, look around the street,all right? make surethere's nothing going on. oh, man.this is bad.
they're after you, man. it'll cool off. if i made it through chino this should bea piece of cake, right? are you gonna be okay? yeah, yeah. what are you gonna do? i don't know.i'll work it out. hey. keep your head up.things are gonna be fine.
it's gonna be fine. go turn that paper in. okay.all right, see you. hey, hey, dan. i'll see you at home. yeah, i'll see you. hey, good luck, all right? see you later. [bell ringing]
we're gonna be late. danny:we'd better go. i'll catch upwith you, all right? sweeney: derek, no! get out of my way! all right. all right. let him go! oh, no. no! no! no! oh, jesus.
oh, no, no. no. god, what did i do? oh, god. danny: so i guess this is where i tell you what i learned. my conclusion, right? well, my conclusion is hate is baggage. life's too short to be pissed off all the time. it's just not worth it.
derek says it's always good to end a paper with a quote. he says someone else has already said it best so if you can't top it, steal from them and go out strong. so i picked a guy i thought you'd like: "we are not enemies, but friends. "we must not be enemies. "though passion may have strained, "it must not break our bonds of affection.
"the mystic chords of memory "will swell when again touched, "as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature."
