원제작자님 감사합니다 - 먹는게낙
* I aint got no where to go
* I ain't got no happy home
* My life is an institutional
* Juvenile detention so
* I'm damned if I do
* I'm damned if I don't
* Well I got nowhere to go
* I'm runnin' nowhere
* I'm feeling schizophrenic
* I've changed fromdark to light *
* I can't stop thisroof from spinning *
* I'm about to lose my mind
* One side as good as gold
* The other side so evil
* I aint got nowhere to go
* I'm runnin' nowhere
* Hey hey nowhere
* Wow nowhere
* Uh uh nowhere
* Nowhere
(door alarm buzzing)
(buzzing stops)
(traffic passing nearby)
- Whoo-hoo!- Whoo.
(troublemakers chuckling)
- [Louie] Bingo!
(laughing)
What a fucking idiot, man.
- Shit, Lou, he'sright in-fucking-side.
- [Louie] Come on, come on.
(engine starts)
(tires squealing)
- Hey, hey!
Get the hell outta there!
(tires squealing)Come back here!
- Son of a bitch, Lou,he's gonna call the cops.
- Hey, well justrelax, man. Will ya?
All we gotta do is get thecar to other side of town.
We're home free.
- Come on. You'rescaring me, man.
- Hey, chill out, dude.
Man, it's party time.
(energetic rock music)
Ha-ha-ha-ha.
Wow, wow, wow.
(laughing)
Wow, wow.
Ha-ha-ha-ha.
Yow, baby.
(both laughing)
Ah, son of a bitch, man.(siren blaring)
- Oh shit, man. Step on it.
- I can't. It's already floored.
Shit.- He's gonna nail us
for sure, Lou.
- Oh man.- He's gonna nail us.
- Just chill!
- What am I gonnado with this, man?
- [Louie] Just dumpit. Get rid of it.
- Alright, it's gone.
- [Louie] Fuck.
- Look out, look out, look out.
(tires screeching)(sirens blaring)
- [Officer] Out, police! Halt!
Freeze!
(intense rock music)
Halt!
(slow rock music)(sirens blaring in distance)
(intense rock music)
(siren whoops)(tires screech)
- [Officer] Grab him.
Get him down.
- Alright, I'm clean. Alright.
- [Officer] We wanted you dead,
you little piece of shit.
(ominous music)(Billy grunting)
(slow rock music)
(people chattering)
(whistle blasting)
- [Coach Welsh] Set!
(gun fires)
- Go, go, go!(people cheering)
- You're gonna win.
You're gonna win. Let's go.
Let's go, you're gonna win.
(groans)
Alright, come on.Let's fucking go.
(exhales sharply)
(retches)(coughs)
(whistle blasts)
- Alright, let's set upfor the 1/2 mile, guys.
- Let's go, Joe!- Let's go, Joe.
- No comp, no comp.
Come on, man.
- [Coach Welsh] Alright,let's take your mark.
Set!
(gun fires)
- Joe! Go!(people cheering)
- [Teammate] Come on!
Stretch it out. Stretch it out.
Keep it going, now.
Let's go, tough it out.
(people cheering)
Let's go, Joe!
- [Teammate] Getthose knees up, Joe.
That's a good kick.Keep the knees up.
Keep the knees up. Good pace.
- [Teammate] Let'sgo, baby, let's go.
There you go.
Move it, move it.
(energetic electronic music)
(people cheering)- All right!
Yeah, good job. Good job, Joe.
Good job, Joe.
Yeah. Good race.
Good job.- Whoo!
- Joe.
The coach had youat 1:58 flat, man.
That's two secondsoff the school record.
You're the king.
- Shit, man.
Ma!
I did it. I did it.
I did it, Ma!
Ma!
- Hi.
Isn't this great?
- Hey, Joe. What's up?
- So what are youdoing home, man?
- He's been put on probation.
They let him come home early.
- So is he staying here?
- Of course he's staying here.
I thought he'd sleep in asleeping bag in your room
until we can get him abed tomorrow. (chuckling)
If that's okay.
- Of course.
- Well I think thiscalls for a celebration.
What do you say we goMarrow's for dinner?
Would you like that, Billy?
- Sure, Ma.
- Good. Let's go.
Joe, what is it youwanted to tell me
when you first came in?
- It's nothing, Ma.
(bugs chirping)(dog barking)
- I'm sorry you don't haveyour own room anymore.
I'll get that new bed tomorrow.
- Thanks, Ma.
- Oh, I just wishDad was here too.
Well, good night.
- Good night, Ma.
- Good night, Joe.
- Sleep good.
(door closes)
(car horn honking)
What are you doing?
- Just looking, Joe. That's all.
- Yeah, well put it down.
- Why? You wanna jack me up?
- Come on, man.
I gotta study, alright?
- You don't want mehere, do you Joe?
- Billy, that's ridiculous.
You know, you're my brother.
- So what?
- So I'm glad you're here. Okay?
(bugs chirping)
(gasps)
(panting)
(ominous music)
(light electric guitar music)
(truck whooshing past)
I better hurry, we gottacruise in life five minutes.
- Billy's not goingto Curtis, Joe.
He's going to Arroyo.
- Arroyo? That's across town.
- Yeah, well the probation board
thought it'd be better.
- Alright.
Ma, what are you doing?
You don't have timeto make him breakfast.
You'll be late for work.
- I'm going with him to school.
I already told my supervisor.
Oh here, I made aplate for you too.
- Mm-mm.
No, I gotta split.
- He never has time.
(children playing outside)
So how'd you sleep?
- Fine.
- God, it's greatto have you home.
I really missed you.
You know, Billy, nobody'smad at you for what happened.
It was just one of those things.
In fact, I think I wasreally responsible.
After Dad's accidentI was so upset,
I didn't think about you enough.
Can you understand that?
- Yeah.
Sure, Ma.
- But from now on, you andme, we're gonna talk a lot.
Alright?
- I've gotta get ready.
(light music)
- Thank you forcoming, Mrs. Maloney.
I'm sure William willbe very happy here.
(sighs)
Alright, let's cutthe crap, okay?
I don't want you in my school.
You're a troublemakerand a screw up.
You mess up just once andyou'll be back in reform school
faster than you can spit.
Do you understand me?
- Yes.
- Good.
Now I'm the only onehere who knows about you
and we're going tokeep it that way.
I'm giving you a clean slate.
And I hope you makethe most of it.
- Thank you.
(breathing heavily)
- Come on, two more!Make it an even 10.
- Oh hey man. That'shardly an even eight.
- Suit yourself.
Coach!- Yeah.
- You got a sec?
- Of course, Joe.
First of all, congratulationson yesterday's race.
- Thanks, you know. I've beenpracticing a bit this summer.
- Good, good, good.
It paid off, man. You'rea pretty good runner.
- Good enough for a scholarship?
- Scholarship?
- Stanford, for track.
See, I was thinkingyou could recommend me.
- Look, I gotta be reallyhonest with you, Joe.
Running scholarships arereally hard to come by, man.
Especially to aschool like Stanford.
- Yeah, but you got one.
- Yeah, see, I got one
'cause I was the bestmiler in the county.
- So what if I win thecounty championship?
- (chuckling) That's apretty tall order, man.
- I can do it, I'm sure of it.
- Yeah, but there's alot of good runners, man.
- I can beat 'em, coach.
I'll beat 'em.
Okay?- Well you bring your time
down a few seconds, okay?
- I'll do it. It's done.
- Well, I tell you what.
I tell you what.
You work hard, alright?
You bring your timedown a few seconds
and I'll make acall up to Stanford
and see what thestory is, alright?
- Yeah?- Alright.
- Thanks.
- Hey, but I'm not- Thanks, Coach.
- gonna make any promises.
- I know, I know.- No promises.
- I know.
- Alright.- Thanks, Coach!
(school bell ringing)
(students chattering)
- Hey, jailbird. Whatare you doing here?
You didn't think I wasgonna forget you, did you?
- Look, bud.
Back off now.- We don't want any
North Side scum around here.
You are contaminatingour school.
(Billy grunts)
Get up and hit me. Come on!
Right here, rightnow, you little shit.
(Billy grunts)- Come on, you pussy!
- Man, he's scared shitless.
- I bet he's gonna cry!- Come on.
You're not going anywhere.- Come on, Brad.
(boys shouting)- Come on, hit me.
Come on, chicken shit.
(Billy shouting)
- Who wants some, huh?
Come on, come on!
- Let's go, man.- Come on,
who wants some?- Stop that!
Stop that right now!
I should have known.
Enter my office, both of you.
(pop music over PA system)
- Mom, Ma, I gotta talk to you.
Come on.- What's wrong?
- What do you think aboutme going away to college?
- Go away?
- Yeah, yeah, Stanford, Ma.
Coach is gonna help me out.
I got a good shotat a scholarship.
I mean, I know wetalked about, you know,
community collegeand getting a job.
But Stanford, Ma.- Honey, of course you can go.
This is wonderful news, Joey.
- [] Rosemary. Rosemary,you have a phone call.
- You wait right here.- Okay.
- Rosemary Maloney.
Hello, Mrs. Fisher.
He did?
(chuckling)
I don't think youknow how upset I am.
Mrs. Fisher couldhave suspended you
and sent you backto juvenile hall.
- Ma, I know.
- Then tell me, please.
Why did you get into a fight?
- 'Cause I didn't have achoice, Ma. He pushed me.
- That's all?- Three times.
- Yeah, and what youdo to him before that?
- Nothing!
- You shouldn'thave hit him anyway.
You should have gone to oneof the teachers for help.
- Oh, Jesus, Ma.Would you be serious?
- I am being serious.
You are not getting intoanother fight no matter what.
- It wasn't my fault.
- It doesn't matter.
- Ma, it matters to meand it should to you.
- Don't yell at Ma.
- This has nothingto do with you, Joe.
Mind your own business.
- Wrong.
Wrong.
Everything that goes on inthis house is my business.
- You're making me puke, man.
- Man, I knew as soonas they let you out,
you'd start screwingup everyone's lives.
Man, someone oughtajust knock you
on your ass.- You want some of me, Joe?
- Don't start.- I'm right here, man.
I'm in front of you.- Don't start with me, man.
- Stop it.
What are you doing?- Screw it.
Neither one of you careswhat I got to say anyway.
- Billy, come back here.
(sighs) What are you doing?
- Trying to help.
(dog barking in distance)
(suspenseful music)
(alarm buzzing)
- Joey.
Where are you going?
- I gotta work out.
I gotta start trainingtwice a day now.
Go back to sleep.
(Billy grunts)
Hey!
- You're dead, asshole.
I'm gonna kick theshit outta you.
Grab his arm.
- Grab his arm.(tires screeching)
- Hold his legs.
- I fucking knew it!
- Billy!- Louie!
- What the fuck is going on?
- Bug off, Louie. Thisdon't concern you.
- Billy's my man.
Anything goes downwith him concerns me.
Now what is going on?
- It's personal.- Personal?
- Yeah.
- The only thingpersonal about you
is the size of your dick.
Now what the hellis the problem?
It don't matter.We can let it pass.
- Heh.
Good.
Is that cool with you, Billy?
- Yeah, yeah, that's cool.
- Now why don't youpick up Billy's books?
- Thank you.
- Let's get outta here.
(pop music)
- [Billy] Thanks forhelping me out back there.
- [Louie] It's no problem,man. Anything, you know?
Least I could do.
When did you get out anyway?
- [Billy] Two days ago.
- [Louie] Whydidn't you call me?
- [Billy] Just been busy, man.
- Listen, dude.
Anything you need, yousay the word, you got it.
- Nothing, thanks.
- I gotta do something for ya.
I owe you, kid.- No, you don't.
- Hey man, you tookthe rap for the car.
I aint gonna forget that.
- Listen, you woulda donethe same thing for me, right?
- Yeah, yeah, sure I would,
you know?- All right.
- You're the one who did.
Here. I got something you want.
- I don't know, man.
I haven't had a puff ofthat since before I went in.
- Well then what the fuckare we waiting for, man?
Just say yes.
- Because man, I can't.
- What's the problem?- 'Cause I'm on probation.
- (scoffs) Look man,it's just some grass.
I mean, it's not likeyou're robbing a bank
or anything, you know?
I mean, what do you think'sgonna happen to you?
- Nothin', I guess.
- Well then let'sfind a bathroom, man.
(car horn honks)(tires screech)
(car engine revs)
- Mr. Maloney, you'relate again, huh?
You know I had to unload 14crates of grapefruits today.
By myself.
- I'm sorry, Frank.
Practice, you know?I just ran late.
I tried calling.
- Oh yeah?
So in other words, you'drather be there than here,
is that what it is?
- No. I mean, but I can'tmiss practice you know?
- Well listen, if thislittle job here interferes
with your heavy social calendar,
maybe you should just quit, kid.
- Come on, Frank.
You know I reallyneed the money.
- For what?
So you can take outyour girlfriend?
Try to get in her pants?
- Nope.
- New car?
- It's none of your business.- None of my business?
- Nope.
- Yeah, your right. It'snone of my business.
I know what my business is.
Get your ass out on thatfloor now and start working.
You hear me?
Move it!
* Butt jockey
* B-B-B-B my brotheris a butt jockey *
(laughing)
- Oh man, this shittastes so radical.
- You want another one, man?
- Oh, dude. Three is enough.
(Louie laughs)
Maybe in 15 minutes,I don't know.
- Whatever you want, my man.
- That's right, man.
'Cause I'm the fucking king.
- That's right, the ruler.
- [Both] Supreme!
(Louie laughs)
- I will free all theprisoners from their cells.
- Yeah! So they can roband steal some more.
(both laughing)
- Oh man.
Let me drag.
What time is it?
- How the fuck should I know?
- Look at your watch.
(both snickering)
- It's 7:30.(both laughing)
- 7:30? Oh shit, man.- What?
- I'm supposed to be home.
- Oh, come on. Wewere just starting
to have some fun.- No, it's my mom though.
- Hey, hey, you'realready late, right?
What difference is it gonnamake if you're a little longer?
(both snickering)
- Not too much.
Not too much.- Well come on, man.
Hey.
You feel like shopping?
Like in the old days?
- Why the fuck not?(Louie squeals)
- Come on.
(Billy laughing)Mm, yes, yes.
I think this suitsyou quite well, yes.
- Collar up.
Collar up, collar down, man.It makes you cool, right?
My name is Bond.- Check it out.
- Billy Bond.
- Billy Bond.- Billy Bond.
- B'wana, give me my gun.
- Ah!- Ha-ha.
- [Louie] Come on, youdon't even know what to do
with those fine women
when you get 'em, man.- I might.
- You're gonna have togive 'em to me, man.
- What do you guysthink you're doing?
- You talking to us?
- Yeah, I am.
- Pbbt. (laughing)
- I'm trying onthis jacket, man.
What's it look like?
- You're not supposedto try anything on
unless you're gonna buy it.
- Oh yeah? What makes youthink I'm not gonna buy it?
- Yeah?- Because you're not.
- Sure we are, man.
Come on, what does thisrag go for? 10 bucks?
- Look, either leave nowor I'll call security.
- Ooh.- Pbbt.
- Ooh, you're really
scaring me now, man.- Ooh.
- Get outta my store, now.
- Wait, excuse me.
Your store?
How much do you make, man?
Five bucks an hour?- Get out.
You heard me. Now.- Hey man, come on.
The leather. Letgo of my arm, man.
- Get out.
You heard me. Now.
- You're hurting my arm.
- And you?- Hey I'm going, I'm going.
- You better.
- Nice work, John.
- Well you gotta betough with those punks.
- Hey, where's thejacket they had?
- (sighs) Call security.
(bugs chirping)(dogs barking)
(rock music)
- So where ya been?
- Hey, it's none ofyour business, is it?
- Yeah, and why youhanging around with him?
- 'Cause he's my friend.
- He's slime.
- Hey bud, you got a problem?
- Well you got a problem?
Yeah, I got a problem.
Stay away from my brother.
- Why don't you learnto shut up, man?
- Hey, Louie, Louie,back off, alright?
- Alright.- Look, I can handle it.
- Alright.- Go home?
- Alright.
You need me, you call me.
Alright?- Yeah.
(car door slams)
(car engine starts)
- [Joe] What's this?
- It's a jacket.- What's this?
- It's a jacket, whatdo you think it is?
- You've beenshoplifting again, man.
- What are you doing?- Are you crazy?
- What are you doing?
- You wanna go back to Whittier?
You wanna go back to Whittier?
- What do you care, man?
- What do I care?- What do you care?
- You're gonna hurt Mom.- Oh yeah?
Mom can take careof herself, man.
- Hey, hey!- Mom can take care
of herself, man.
- That's just like you.
All you ever careabout is yourself.
- Yeah, why shouldn't I?- You, you, you.
- Why shouldn't I?
- I should turn youinto the cops myself.
- You know, that's exactlywhat I expected from you.
You god damned ass licker.
(slaps landing)(both grunting)
- I wish they'dlocked you up, man.
Thrown away the key.
I wish they never let you out.
Stay away.
- Screw you.
Go to hell.
- Hey, stay away from my mom.
(somber guitar music)
- Billy, we have to talk.
The next time you wannago to the library,
I want you to tell me first.
Joey told me youwent there to study.
Only, from now on, I wantyou to call home first.
- Yeah sure, okay Ma.
- I don't think you understand
how much it means to meto know where you are.
- I can take care of myself, Ma.
- I used to have nightmares
when you were in that place.
And now that you're home,
I just wanna knowthat you're safe.
That's all.
Okay?
- Thanks.
For covering me.
- Forget about it.
- Look, it was a coolthing to do, Joe.
- Yeah, well don'texpect me to do it again.
I don't like havingto lie to Ma.
- I won't.
You want me to go runwith you tomorrow, man?
- Since when do you run?
- I don't know, I just thoughtyou could use some company.
- I can do it by myself.
- Cool.
(dog barking)
- I'll be home by sixto cook you dinner.
I'd like you homeby then, alright?
- Oh.
- Six o'clock?- Yeah.
- Here's three dollarsfor your lunch.
How was your new bed last night?
- It was good.
- Good.
Well I'm off.
- Ma?
- What's wrong?
(people chattering)
(cash register beeping)
- Hey Joe, I heard that LindaEricson has the hots for ya.
- Linda Ericson?
- Yeah, the editorof the school paper?
- No she doesn't.
- Heh, this is for real, man.
She told my girlfriend herself.
- Why does she wannago out with me?
- 'Cause you a star, man.
You're hot.
- Oh man.
I mean I gotta...
I mean I gotta, I don'thave time for anyone.
I gotta, I gotta study.
I gotta-
- You must be crazy, dude.
This chick is great.
She's a ten of times, brother.
- Yeah I know, but I'm (clearsthroat) behind on science.
I got 81 on the midterm.
I got, you know, track.- Hey, what is wrong with you?
There's always time for girls.
- Alright.
Give me her number.
- All right. Yeah.(chuckling)
(children playing)
- [Louie] Hey, Billy!
- Yo, Lou! What's up, man?
Look, shit man, I just can'thang out with you today, man.
I got some shit to do.
- Yeah? What's more importantthan having some fun, man?
- Yeah, I'm sorryman. I'm sorry.
- Hey, hey-hey.
Then listen, listen.
I'm giving a party tomorrownight. I want you to come.
- Yeah, yeah. Hey look.
I don't know, alright?
- Hey, it's Friday night.
What else are you gonna do?
Hang out with your newsnot-nosed friends at Arroyo?
- Pbbb.- Besides,
I'll even take a bath.
(laughing)
- Alright, man.- Fantastic.
- Alright.
Alright.- Alright.
- Get outta here.
(Louie laughing)
(suspenseful music)(breathing heavily)
(gasps)
(panting)
- You wanna talk about it?
- Just a bad dream.
- Yeah, but you have'em every night.
- I'm fine, alright?
- What are you dreamingabout? Whittier?
Musta been pretty rough there.
- I wanna forgetabout that place.
- Okay.
Well if you stillwanna go running
with me tomorrow, you can.
(energetic rock music)
Damn, man.
I didn't know youcould run like that.
You're fast.
- Yeah the guards.
(laughing)
The guards, they made us runa mile every day at Whittier.
- You know what you should do?
- You go out for theteam at Arroyo, huh?
- Yeah?- Yep.
- Yeah?
Nah.- Oh man, you'll make it
so easily.
You're all over it.- Yeah?
Nah. No way.
- Why not?
- Because you're thejock, man, not me.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- It doesn't mean nothing.
It just means I'm notinto it, that's all.
- What do you got to lose, huh?
- Come on, let's geta drink, alright?
(traffic passing)(police siren blaring)
(people chattering)
- What do you want?
- Louie here?
- Who wants to know?
- Hey-hey, it'salright, Ed. Relax.
Come on Billy, this is Big Ed.
He's a littleparanoid, you know?
But he's alright. Don't worry.
(Louie chuckling)
(video game music)This is Melanie
and this is Jessica.
This is Billy.
- Hi.- Hi.
- You know, Louie, I thoughtthere was a party here.
- It's a private party.
- Then I shouldcome back, right?
- No man, it's your party.
It's to celebrateyou coming home, man.
Sit down, come on.
(video game music)
Here, have a bong hit.
- No, no, it's cool man.
- Wh-what's thematter? What's wrong?
- I just, I don'twanna get high, man.
- (scoffs) Well you gotta.
I mean, it's your party andyou're gonna have a good time
whether you like it or not.
Right girls?
- [Both] Yeah.
(video game music)
(bong hissing)
(Joe groans)
- Call her. You can call her.
(grunts)
Call her.
Hi, Linda?
This is...
(hard rock music)* Everywhere I look
* I see the fire,feel the heat *
* Twist and turning
- Jab, jab, jab,jab, jab, right hook.
(laughing)Right hook,
right hook.- I am, I am.
- Jab, jab, jab,jab, right hook.
Kick his ass.
He's down, he'sdown for the count.
One, two-
- Kid, you having a good time?
- Fucking A, Louie, fucking A.
- Well it's gonnaget better, man.
I brought you some dessert.
- Oh wow!(Louie laughing)
* Let me take you higher
(sniffing)- Great stuff, Billy.
- Alright.
(sniffing)
- [Louie] Whoo!
- [Jessica] Feeling it?
- (laughing) How'dyou like it, man?
- It was fucking excellent.
- I knew you'd like it, man.
- Hey what are you...
You're not done with your game?
- [Jessica] Come on.
- Where are you taking me?
Where we going?- Just come on.
- [Joe] Come on, man.
Let's go, get up.
- Ah shit, Joe. It's Saturday.
- I know, I got abig race coming up.
Let's go run. Come on.
- No.
- Come on. Here'syour shoes, man.
Let's go, come on.
- [Billy] Oh shit.
I can't.
- [Joe] (scoffs) Alright.
- Hey, I'll run tomorrow.
- [Joe] Yep.
What are you doinghome on a Saturday?
- I gotta catch upon some homework.
- What? You're studying?
- Yes, I'm studying.What's wrong with that?
- Nothing's wrong with that.
What are you working on?
Is that biology?
It's not one of my best subjects
but if you got anyquestions or anything,
you can-- No, I don't.
I'm fine, Joe.
- Alright, alright.
I'll tell you what.
If you get done early, let'sgo catch a flick or something.
- Huh?
- Catch a flick.
What, you don'tlike movies anymore?
- Yeah, sure I like movies.
- Alright, alright.
I'll call the theaterand see what's playing.
What have you seen lately?
- (imitates buzzer)That's a joke.
You know, 'cause...
- (scoffs) Ha-ha.
- Good stuff, good stuff.
Latch on. There you go.
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Damn, you're smoking, man.
Put out that fire.
Somebody put some iceon this boy's shoes.
You should be runningfor your team, man.
- Yeah, come on, Joe. Ialready told you, alright?
- I don't know.
The way I see it, threeyears of you running?
Hello scholarship.
- Yeah, well I aint you, Joe.
(Billy breathing heavily)- All you gotta do is try.
- Look, just shut upabout it, alright?
- Billy man. I do notget this, you know?
I mean, what's the big deal?
- Just forget it.
I can't.
I can't, I don'twanna race, alright?
- You sound like a loser again.
- Leave me alone.
(people cheering)
- [Coach Welsh] Come on,guys, come on. Pick it up.
Get your knees up. Suck it up.
All right, look.
I don't have to tell you howimportant this race is, okay?
Now Thompson won the countychampionship last year
so he's the man youwanna beat, okay?
- I know, I know.
- Now, watch out for his kick.
So man, listen, he'sfast as shit, okay?
So whatever you do, don'tlet him get too far ahead
or you'll never catch him.
- Okay, coach.
- Alright?- I'm gonna bet him, Coach.
- Good.
Runners to your marks.
(gun fires)
(people cheering)(suspenseful music)
Come on, Joe. Keepit smooth, Joe.
Keep it smooth, baby, come on.
(energetic electronic music)(people cheering)
- What'd you get?- 55.
- Me too.
Alright come on.
Get up, come on, kneesup, knees up, knees up.
Let's go!
(energetic electronic music)(people cheering)
Dig, dig, dig, dig.
(teammates clamoring)
(Joe grunts)
(grunts)
- That sucks.
- [Coach Welsh] Joe.
You okay?- Yeah. Yeah.
I'm good, Coach.
(groans) I'm just...
I'm mad I let that guybeat me. I don't...
I don't know what happened.
If I just startedmy kick earlier.
I shoulda startedmy kick earlier-
- Joe, he's a good runner, man.
- I just don't want youto think I can't beat him
'cause I can. I will, I swear.
- Well we have anotherdual meeting with him
in two weeks, alright?
You'll have you're chance then.
- You'll still consider me
for Stanford though, right?- Joe, look.
You just run hard, alright?
Let me take care of the rest.
- Okay.
But I won't lose again, Coach.
You can count on it.
Come on, I won't.
I won't. I won't.
I won't, I can't. I can't.
(Billy humming a tune)
(tires screeching)
- Hey, how's it going?
- I don't know. It's going.
- I got something for ya.
- Oh yeah?
What is it?
- It's from Louie.
- Hey, wait a minute.
(pop music on radio)
(ominous music)
- Billy.
Hi.- What's up?
- I-(stammering)
I picked up a few things
that I thought you needed.
You can decide if you-
- Oh yeah. That's awesome, Ma.
It's cool.
- Is Joey home?
- No, Joey's at work.
- Again?
I wish he wouldn't work so much.
How are your classes going?
You keeping up?
- Yeah.
- And you're making new friends?
- Sure, Ma.
(light music)
(dog barking)(people chattering)
- Alright. Alright,alright, alright.
Oh, hey Billy, man. What's up?
- Hey, why'd you givethis to me, Louie?
- That's a present.
- A present?- Yeah, man.
That you can, you know,
sell to all your newfriends at Arroyo.
- What are you talking about?
- Dealing, man.
Rock, coke, pot.
Anything, man.
Like, I'm making a grand a week.
With the two of us,we can do even better.
- Yeah well, I can'tdo that, Louie.
- It's easy. I mean, you'realready in school, right?
All you gotta do is talk to 'em.
- Take it back, Louie.- No, man, no.
Come on, what are you...
If you don't sell it to'em, somebody else will.
I mean, you might aswell make the money.
- Louie just take it back.- No.
I'm just trying to help you.
(package clatters to the floor)
Hey, that's a grandworth of shit, Billy.
Come on, man.
Hey, you can't justwalk away, man.
- Look, just back off, Louie.
- Hey, I thought wewere friends, man.
- You bother me again
I'm gonna call thecops on you, alright?
- You little punk.
You do that and you're gonna be
the sorriest son of abitch that ever lived.
You understand me?
- Get your fucking hands off.
- Get outta here,you little pussy.
(suspenseful music)
(people chattering)
- Damn.
Shit.
(people cheering)
- Again.
Alright, do it again. Come on.
Let's go.
Runners take your mark.
Set.
Go.
(panting)
Go on. Go shower, guys.
- Let's hit the showers!
(people chattering)
- Mr. Maloney.
Just got in a bigshipment of bananas.
The manager wantsit unloaded tonight.
Guess who I volunteeredfor the overtime?
- Frank, I got so much homework.
- Ah, tough shit. (chuckling)
I got my softball league.
- Frank please, I'm asking.
Can you just grab oneof the other guys?
Please?- Maybe.
But I picked you.
(Frank laughing)
(alarm buzzes)
- Joe.
(grunts) Joe.
Joe.- Hm?
- [Billy] It's time to go run.
- What?
- The alarm went off, man.
You slept through it.
Hey, you alright?
- I had a late night studying.
- Oh. Well screw it, man.
Let's just go back tobed and screw running
til the morning.
- You coming or not?
Hm?
Shit.
(spits)
I gotta win.
Don't you fuck up, Joe.
- Alright, guys.Again, let's go.
Today, gentlemen. Let's go.
Runners take your mark.
Set. Go.
(Joe grunts)
(groaning)
Joe.
What the hell happened, son?
- Oh, I just tripped.
I'm alright. Let's go!
- Joe, look.
Go home, alright?
- No. No.
We got centennial in two days.
I gotta be ready for Thompson.
- And that is exactlywhy I want you
to go home, get yousome rest, okay?
Just in case youpulled something.
- No, Coach, let me run.
- Joe, I don't wanna hear it.
Go take a shower.
- No!
- I said go take a shower. Now.
Rest of you guys, lets go.
Back on the line.Let's do this again.
Come on, let's go.
- Hey Joe, where you going, man?
- Headed home. Notfeeling real well.
- Oh, this is a first.
Joe is not coming to practice?
- You don't really expectus to believe that, do ya?
I mean, everyone hereknows you're going home
to smoke a little poo,drink a six and goof off.
- You calling me a liar, huh?
Huh?- No, I'm kidding.
It was a joke. I'm sorry.
- You just stay off me, fucker.
(people clapping)(people chattering)
- [Coach Ryder] Go!
- Coach Ryder?
My name's Bill Maloney and Iwanna try out for your team.
- Try outs were two monthsago. You're a little late.
- Yeah-yeah, I know.
You see, I'm a transferthough. I wasn't here.
- You'll have towait for next spring.
This season is half over.
- Yeah, but don't yougotta give me a chance?
- Sorry.
What'd you say yourname was again?
- Maloney. Bill.
- Any relation to Joe Maloney?
- Yeah, he's my brother.
- Well he's a great runner.
You as good as him?
- Well, no.
- Be here Thursday afternoonwith your running gear
and we'll see what you got.
- Thanks.
Joe!
Joe?
Hey man, guess what I just did.
- Not now, Billy.- It'll only take a second.
- You deaf or something?
- Listen, man, it's good news.
- I don't wanna hear it.
- What the hell iswrong with you, man?
- I can't. I can't.
I'm not gonna winany championships,
any scholarships.
I can't beat Thompson. Godknows I can't beat Thompson.
- Don't be ridiculous.
- And I'm not even asfast as I used to be.
I was faster two weeks ago.
- Would you shut up, please?
- What?
- Listen to me.
You're just runnin slower
because you're doingtwo a day workouts.
As soon as you knock that off,
you're gonna be asfast as hell, Joe.
All you need is confidence.
- What do you know?
You never tried at anythingin your life, man. Don't...
What gives you the right?
- I know when somebody'sfucking themselves up, Joe.
(ominous music)
(people cheering)
- Alright, cheesebag, you're all mine.
Let's do it, to it.
- Come on, come on.
Alright Maloney, let'ssee what you can do
in the quarter mile.
- You don't want thisguy on the team, Coach.
He's nothing but a troublemaker.
- If I was worried about that
you wouldn't be onthe team, would you?
- Besides, he can't run anyway.
- I see.
Then you don't mindracing him, right?
- Well I'm a shot-putter, Coach.
But Paulie here,Paulie'll race him.
- Sure I will.
- Actually, that'snot a bad idea.
Paulie, get on the line.
(people cheering)
- [Coach] Set.
(gun fires)
(people cheering)(upbeat music)
- Go!
- You got it!- Push it Paulie, you got him.
- Keep it up, Paulie.
Keep it up.- You got it, Paulie.
You got it, Paulie.- Whoo!
(people cheering)(energetic music)
- [Brad] Come on,Paulie, let's go.
Let's go, Paulie.
(heavy breathing)
(dog barking)
- (claps) Come on.
- What?
- We're going to Dom's.We gotta celebrate.
- What's the occasion?
- I beat Thompson.Wasted his ass.
- Way to go, man.
- Absolutely. Askme one more time.
Ask me, ask me.
1:58. Thank you!
Best in the county.
- You're a speed demon, man.
- Yeah, a littlehelp from my brother.
- Yeah, yeah.
Well listen, man. I gotsomething to thank you for.
- What?- I made my team.
My track team at Arroyo.
- You made the...
Fantastic, man. That's great.
- Yeah.
Guess who I'm runningagainst, Monday.
- You got me.
- You. (laughing)
- Cool! That's cool!
Come on, man. Let's go.
Let's get outta here.
- So hey, how wegetting to Dom's?
- Bus, what do you think?
- I don't know, man.Let's just grab a car.
- How we gonna do that?
- Easy man, I can hot wire one.
It's just a joke, man.
(Joe groans)
- Yeah. Yeah but, you know.
I mean it's the face
that really counts.- No, no, no.
No it's not.- Yes.
- I'm telling you, it's thelegs that really matters, Joe.
- What, big eyes.- The legs.
- Big eyes, soft supple lips.
- Long, luscious legs
and high heels that are hot-- Long, luscious hair.
- Long, luscious hair?- Yeah.
- Dude, you're crazy.- Wait, wait, wait.
Okay, what do youlook at the most, huh?
The face, right?
- No, don't tellme what I look at.
I look at her legs.
- What are you gonna do?
You gonna slobber onher kneecaps and shit?
- Damn straight, man, andI'm gonna work my way up.
- Oh.
- Do you know what I would do
to spend an hour alonewith Vanna White, man?
I would give my left arm.- Wait, time out.
- I would.- Vanna White?
Vanna, Vanna White?
- She's hot.- She's weak. She's weak.
She's a puppet.
- So what, she's a puppet.- No, Billy.
- So what?
- You need somepersonality, man.
Someone with personality.
- Oh yeah, I needpersonality. Like who?
- Like Jane.
- Oh yeah? Jane who?
- Jane Pauley.
Jane Pauley.
- Oh, you're sick, man.- No, absolutely.
She's so nice, seriously.
So nice, no.- You're sick.
(laughing)
- Oh man.- Hey, remember the time
Dad took us here andtried to teach us to swim?
- Yeah, you almost drowned.
- I got so sick, man.
I threw up hotdogs all over him.
I couldn't help it.(Joe gags)
I'll never try that again.
- Absolutely not.
How 'bout when he wasteaching us touch football?
Remember?
- Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.
And you scored a touchdownand he got so pissed off
he tried to tackle you.- Busted his ribs.
Sent him to the hospital.(Billy laughing)
- Down.
(light music)
- Yeah.- He was something, man.
- Yep.
- It's hard to believehe's not here no more.
- Well, I'm glad he's not.
- What? Why?
- Why? Billy, he was an asshole.
He was an asshole, adrunk, he was psht.
- Would you shut up, man?
Come on, don't talk
about Dad like that.- Oh I suppose you
think that he was sober whenhe hit the light pole, right?
- Well look, I have no idea
and neither do you.- Billy, come on, man.
He was a drunk.
He was a fucking drunk.
- You know, that shouldn'tmake a difference to you
'cause he loved you
more than anyone.
He loved you.
- Pfft.
Right.
- [Billy] He bragged aboutyou to everyone he knew.
He loved you.- Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah he did.
When in won.
You know, when I won something.
Otherwise, pbbt.
Shit.
One time (groans),
I punched this guy out, right?
Bam. Just meh.
Because he struck me out, right?
'Cause I couldn'tgo home and tell Dad
that I'd had aperfect day, you know?
I mean, you always...
I had to win everything just...
I mean, nobody cando that, you know?
Nobody an win allthe time, right?
Right?
- Right.
You okay?- Yeah.
- Yeah, let's just go home.
Let's go home.
Come on.
(light music)
(people chattering)
- Hi.
Hi.- Oh, hi.
- I'm Joe Maloney.
We had Englishtogether last year.
- Yeah, I know who you are, Joe.
- So how you doing?- Good.
- Good.- How you doing?
- I'm good. I'm real good.
I'm great.- Good.
- Good. Hm.
Mm-hm.
Well I gotta...
I gotta, it was nice seeing you.
Okay?
- Hey, you know.
Bobby says you're doingreal good in track.
- Yeah, you like tr...
I mean, I guess I am. I'm...
- Well he says you're gonna
win the county championship.- Well, I don't...
You know, if Ican get my time...
Would you like to come?
- What?- Would you like to come
to the meet?
It's next Saturday.
I mean, if you're, youknow, interested in coming.
- Yeah, I'd love to come.- Yeah? Really?
Great. Great.(laughing)
That's, that's great.- Great.
Then I'll see you there.
- I'll be there.
(both laughing)Okay.
Okay, you're gonna...
Alright. Bye-bye.- Thanks.
- I'll see ya later.
Now I wanna let youknow what I'm gonna do
so you know howto run this race.
I'm gonna take the lead, boom,right from the top, okay?
'Cause your guy's slow as shit.
I gotta get a good time.
So just hang with meas long as you can
and when I make my kick,
just stay with me andgo for second, alright?
Oh, oh. Can you...
Can you take careof these for me?
- Holy shit, Joe.
- You gonna try 'em on
or you just gonna standthere and slobber?
- Jesus Christ, man.
Where'd you get 'em?
- I bought 'em.
- You bought 'em? Joe, youcan't afford these shoes.
- Don't worry about it.
Just give it all you got, okay?
Give me some.- Thanks.
(people chattering)
(gun fires)
(energetic music)(people cheering)
- [Student 1] Come on Arroyo!
Come on, go!
- [Student 2] Come onArroyo! Let's go, let's go.
Pump it up, babe. Let's go.
- 54, 55, 56, 57.
- Go, go. Come on, pump it up.
Go, come on. Kick it.
(people cheering)
- Pick it up, pick it up.- Pick it up.
- Good going man, good going.
Alright man, congratulations.- Awesome, man.
- Good job, baby.- Good job.
- Joe! Joe!
What happened?
- Nothing, you justran a good race.
- Don't you feel alright?
- Look, you won.Just leave it alone.
- I'm sorry, man.- No, no.
Don't be sorry.You did good, man.
Congratulations.- Thanks, man.
(somber music)
- Fuck.
- Joey, this is great.
- Yeah, Joe. Thesemeatballs, man.
- I don't know howwe'd manage around here
without you, Joey.
- No big deal.
- Well I'm proud of you.
I'm proud of both of you.
Did you see the article?
In the newspaper today?
Get it, it's in my purse.
About the race yesterday?
Look, it says that-- Hey, I was looking at it.
- You two are the best1/2 milers in the county
and that you're the favoritesto win the championship.
- [Billy] (laughing)Wow, it's got our picture
and everything, Joe.
- (chuckling) I must'vebeen crazy today.
I was running around showingit to everybody at work.
Dad would be so happy.
- Hey, Joe, you wanna see it?
- No, I gotta study, man.
(school bell rings)
(people chattering)
- Hey man, I wanna talk to you.
It was a great race, Billy.
(exhales sharply)
- Thanks, man.
- Yeah, you reallysmoked your brother, man.
- You certainly did.
- Yeah.- Listen.
I'm having a partyat my house tonight.
You're invited.
- Yeah, but I'm busy.
- Aw, come on, man.
My parents are out of town,we're gonna trash the place.
- Look, I gotta go, dude.
- Okay, that's cool.
Well I'll see youat practice, right?
(people chattering)
(Joe groans)
- What? Somebody die?
- No.
- Then what's yourguys' problem, huh?
- Too bad about yesterday, Joe.
- Oh, no, man. Nothingto worry about.
- Hey man, aren't youpissed about losing
to your little brother?
- No, man. Just come on.
It's just a dual meet, right?
You blow that shit off.
The big one's next week.
Right?
- You think you can beat him?
- I'm gonna bust his ass.
- Alright.- Absolutely.
[Joe] Shh.
- Joe, why didn't you wake me?
Well let me get my stuff.
- Hey Billy, I...
I'm just gonna runby myself today.
- Wait. You're not pissed offabout losing, Joe, are you?
- No, come on. Of course not.
Alright? Just go back to bed.
- Listen, Joe, there'ssomething I wanna tell you, man.
I talked to my coach yesterday
and I told him I couldn'trun the 1/2 anymore.
- What?
You did what?
- I wanna run the 1/4,it's just shorter.
- Look, don't do meany favors, alright?
- Joe, I don't wanna race.
- You wanna help me out?
You meet me at your tracktoday at four o'clock.
Okay?- What for?
- Just, just be there.
(bird cawing)
You warmed up?- Yeah.
- Get off your sweats,get on the starting line.
I can give you the inside lane,
two laps, fullspeed, best man wins.
- You wanna race?
Come on, Joe, Idon't wanna race.
- Now look, hot shot, you'rethe one who wanted to run
now get your sweats off.
- Joe, come on, what areyou trying to prove, man?
- Nothing, I'm justgonna let you know
who's the better runner.
Let's go.- This is stupid,
alright, Joe?
I'm going home.- No, you're not.
No you're not.
You may think you are butyou're not. You're gonna run.
- Joe, is this gonna settle it?
No more being pissedoff about anything?
- Sure.
Absolutely.
Oh and one more thing.
I expect you to run full speed
'cause I can tell whenyou're dogging it.
- I'll run as fastas I can, Joe.
- Take your marks.
Get set.
Go.
I surprised you by nottaking the lead, didn't I?
Huh?
How do you likeit up front, huh?
Lots of pressure.
Don't choke now.
(ominous music)
Better not set too slowof a pace there, Billy.
You know how I kick in the end.
Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
On the other hand,you go too fast,
you burn out, you lose anyway.
What do you do?
Ho-ho.
58 seconds, Billy.
Very impressive. Very.
I should let youlead all the time.
How the legs feeling, huh Bill?
How do they feel? Heavy yet?
Getting heavy yet? Huh?
(imitates crashing)
Oh, you're introuble now, Billy.
(suspenseful music)
Is that your kick Billy? Huh?
Is that your kick?Is that all you got?
Not looking too good, man.
Here I come. Here I come.
Here I come.
(grunting)
(light music)(both breathing heavily)
- Good race, Joe.
Hey come on, Joe. You saidthis would be the end of it.
- I lied.
- Yeah, well that'snot fair, man.
- So sue me.- Shake my god damned hand,
Joe.- Screw you.
- Heh.
You can't take it that I'mbetter than you at something.
- No, you will never bebetter than me at anything.
- Oh yeah?
Up yours, Joe.
- Suck my dick.- Up yours.
(time clock clicks)
- [Frank] OkayMaloney, let's hear it.
- Hear what, Frank?
- Your new excuses.
I bet ya it's gonnabe a great one, heh?
- Don't have one.
- Oh, the truth?
Huh.
- Frank, just leaveme alone, alright?
I'm not up for yourbullshit right now.
- Hey, pal.
Hey, you forgetting whothe boss is around here?
- The boss of what, huh?
The boss of what?
The fucking loadingdock at Walter's?
That's not too much to beproud about there, Frank.
- Listen, you better justshut your mouth, douche bag.
Alright?- Right, right.
This is a shit job at ashit place for shit money.
I mean, doesn't it tellyou something, Frank,
when you gotta lie aboutwhat you do for a living
just to get a girl to-- Alright, pal,
get outta here.
You're fired.
Get out.
- Alright, Frank.
Alright.
- Joey.
Joey, are you up?
Can I come in?
Joey.
It's eight o'clock.
School's gonna startin 1/2 an hour.
- I'll get up in a minute, Ma.
- Are you sick?
Huh?- No, I'm alright.
- Let me feel your forehead.- Just leave me alone!
(somber music)
(heavy breathing)
- [Coach Ryder] Maloney!
Get over here.
- Yeah, what's up, Coach?
- What do youthink you're doing?
- I'm just runningthrough twins with Dan.
- I told you to stride it.
This is supposed tobe a light workout.
That was 24 seconds.
- Ah.
Really?
Whoo.- Look, just calm down.
Look, or better yet, go home.
- Yeah?- Now I don't want you
burning yourself out.- I'm fine, I'm fine.
- No, I don't want youburning yourself out.
I'm counting on you to helpus win the team championship.
- Okay, Coach.
- Okay.- Alright.
- Alright.
(laughing)
Try to relax.
You can win this thing tomorrow.
All you gotta dois let yourself.
(knocking)
- Joe, come on in.
I'm glad you're here.
Guess who I talkedto this morning.
Head coach of Stanford.
He's sending an assistant down
to watch the countychampionship to scout you.
- I wanna quit, Coach.
- Quit what, Joe?
- I don't wanna run anymore.
- Joe, you can't do that.The meet is tomorrow.
- Sorry.
- No Joe, wait.Wait a minute, Joe.
I need to say something to you.
Wait a minute. Listen.
When you first came to me, Joe,
I didn't think youhad a chance to win
because I didn't think youwere better than I was.
I was wrong, Joe. Okay?
I have never saw akid with your gut.
Listen to me, Joe.
You can be betterthan I ever was.
- I gotta go, Coach.
- Don't go, Joe.
Joe, come back here.
- Mom.- Billy.
Oh, I'm so glad you're home.
- What's wrong?
- I need to talkto you about Joe.
- Yeah, what about him?
- I'm worried about him.
He's been acting...
Well you know, he's beenacting so weird lately.
- Look, Ma, he'llbe fine, alright?
- I know that he's upset aboutthat race tomorrow and...
And that's what I wannatalk to you about.
- What about it?
- Well, I've been thinking
about you running in that race.
And I've been wondering
whether you shouldrun or maybe not.
- What?
- This is Joe's bestchance to go to college.
You could always run next year.
I mean, it doesn'tmean that much to you.
What do you think?
- No fucking way, Mom.
He asked for this, Ma.
- Billy. Please.
- All my life, Ma, I been...
I've been treated likeI was a mistake, Ma.
Everything was forJoe. Everything.
It was Joe for thisand Joe for that.
Nobody gave a shit about me, Ma.
But things are gonna change.
Because tomorrow I'mgonna run the race, Ma,
and I'm gonna win the race.
And you're not gonna stop me!
(Billy laughing)(door slams shut)
- And as they roundthe last corner,
it's what's it...
What?
Joe Maloney coming from behind.
He's passing one, two,
three runners now and...
I've never seenanything like it.
It's just him and Coe now.
Coe, Maloney, Coe, Maloney.
Coe again.
And as they pass the tape,
it's Maloney.
A new world record.
And the crowd goes wild.(police siren blaring afar)
Ladies and gentlemen,
I give to you
the new Olympic champion,
none other than Joefucking Maloney.
And the crowd goes wild.
Thank you.
Thank you. No, thank you.
No, fuck you.
(beer splashes)(bottle clanks)
(people chattering)(dog barking)
(light guitar music)
- What can I do you for, man?
- Hey man, what's up?
- The hell are you doing here?
- You know, just kickingit. Having a few beers.
You want a drink, man?
(Louie chuckling)Hm?
Come on.- Yeah, sure.
Come on, have a seat.
(both grunt)
So since when do you drink, man?
I thought you were straightas a virgin's dick.
- No, I got tired of that shit.
- Cool. (chuckling)
- Fuck some of that
straight shit.- Hm.
Fuck it.- Fuck my job.
- Yeah.- And fuck everybody.
- And their mothers too.- Right.
You got it.
- Hey Lou, can Iget some stuff, man?
- Where's the money, man?
- No man, it's 20 now.
- Damn. 20?
- Hey, it's inflation.
Come on, it's hurting everybody.
What can I tell ya?
- Here, man.
Alright.
- Oh, man.
Oh, man, what was that?
- Just doing alittle retail, man.
- Here, you want a sample?
- No.
No, man.
I mean, he's justa kid, you know?
- Yeah, so what?
- So the stuff will kill him.
- Yeah, so there's oneless nigger to worry about.
- Oh, you flying fuck.
(Joe grunting)
(Joe groaning)
- You drunken asshole.
I shoulda known youcould never be cool.
(Joe grunting)
(suspenseful music)
(bugs chirping)(water lapping)
(laughing)
Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo.
(laughing)
- So there's nothingthat you can do?
Alright, officer. Good bye.
- So what'd they say?
- He hasn't beengone long enough
to be considered missing.
That he'll probablyshow up some time today.
- Of course he'sgonna show up, Mom.
What did I tell ya? He's fine.
- Billy, he has neverstayed out all night before.
- So maybe Joe hasscrewed up this once, Ma.
He's not perfect, you know?
- I don't know what to do here.
I wish your dad was here.
He'd know what to do.
- Uh!
Would you shut up about Dad?
Ma, listen.
Ever since he'sdied, you been trying
to make him out to be a saint.
Look, Ma, he wasn't a saint.
He was a real asshole.
Ma, it's the truth, Ma.
It's the truth.
And it's about time youfaced up to the truth, Ma.
(light music)
- (sighs) I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry, Ma.
I miss him too, Ma.
I'm gonna go look for Joe.
He's gotta be aroundhere somewhere.
(train crossing bell dinging)
- Hey, dude, I'mheading to the meet.
You wanna ride with me?
- I'm looking for mybrother. You seen him?
- No, but Paulie saidhe saw him drinking
down around central last night.
- He did?- He did.
He also heard hequit the track team.
- No way, man.
- It's true, youpsyched him out.
He's scared shitlessof running against you.
- Oh shit. I gotta go find him.
- Alright, but don't be late,man. We're counting on ya.
(dog barking)
(fence rattles)
- Hey.
Joe?
Joe.
You alright?
- Yeah.
- Come on, man. Igotta get you home.
- No. No!
- Come on, Joe.
Mom is worried sick man.- I'm staying right here.
- Let's go.
- Screw Mom.
- Why you gonnago say that, Joe?
- Screw you too.
- Joe, man, I'mtrying to help you.
- Billy.
You don't give a damnabout me, alright?
Come on. Just go home.
- What is this about, Joe?
What is this about?The race, man?
- Just leave me alone!
- Alright.
But why don't you tell mesomething first, alright?
How come you quitthe track team?
- What? I didn't.
Who told you that?
- I just heard it.
- It's none of your business.
- Come on, Joe. Youcan't quit now, man.
Not before the championship.
- What's it to you, huh?
Come on. What's it to you?
I mean this way youget to win it all.
- You're talkinglike a loser, Joe.
- Oh. (groans)
Shit Billy, you're theonly loser here, man.
Mr. Car Thief.
- Then how come I'm runningthe race today, Joe?
(audience applauding)(audience cheering)
- [Announcer] Welcome to thisyear's county high school
track and field championship.
- [Team Chanting] Go,go, go, go, go, go, go.
- [Announcer] Wouldall seeded runners
for the 100 yarddash please report
to the official table infront of the grandstand.
- [Team] Three, four, five, six,
seven, eight.
Go Arroyo. Go.
(audience chattering)
(ominous music)
(children playing outside)
(people cheering)- Come on let's go.
Go, go, go, go.
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig.
- [Man] You're in heattwo. This is your number.
- Say, you're brotherrunning today?
- I don't know. I-I...
I hope so.
- Shit, I hope not.
I'm running for a scholarshipto Boston College today.
- [Man] You're name?
- Coach. I can'tfind him anywhere.
- Oh man, you lookunder the stairs?
- I looked everywhere.
- Shit. The racestarts in 15 minutes.
- Is there a problem.- No, no. No.
It just seems that Joehasn't made it here yet.
I knew he was alittle nervous yest-
- Coach!
- I'm glad you decidedto show up, Joe.
- Too late to run?
- No, not if we hurry.
- Come on, we need toget ready. Let's go.
(audience applauding)(audience cheering)
We got one more runner.
Joe, let's go. Let's do it.
- [Man] Okay, runners,take your mark.
Get set.
(gun fires)
(audience cheering)(intense music)
- Don't worry. Takeyour time, Joe.
Run your race, son. Atta boy.
Keep your knees up.
(heavy breathing)
(people cheering)(energetic music)
- Go Joe. Go.
Kick son, kick.
(grunting)
(runners breathing heavily)
- Yeah!
- You got it!
(audience cheering)
- Yes!- yeah, you did it, baby!
- Ma.
- I'm so proud, hon.
- Hey, you're really great.- Thanks. How you like 'em?
- I like them.
- I'm glad you...
You know what, let'sdo something tonight.
- Sure, great.- Hey, great race, Joe.
- Thanks.
I'll call ya.
Didn't know if Iwas gonna catch him.
- Neither did I, man.
Something musta happened to him
for him to slow up like that.- Wait. What happened?
- Something musta happenedto his leg or something.
But great race, man.
- Okay. Thanks, man.
I gotta run, I'll catch ya-- Great job, alright?
(light music)(dog barking)
- Hey stop.
Stop.
Why'd you leave so fast?
- No reason.
- What happened at theend of the race, Billy?
- What are you talking about?
- Oh man.
Billy, why did you slowdown the last 10 yards?
- Look, you out kickedme, Joe, that's all.
- That's bullshit.- You ran a good race, Joe.
- That's bullshit.
- What is wrong with you?
- You were dogging it, man.
- No I wasn't, Joe.- You dogged it.
You let me win, man. Why?- No I didn't, Joe.
- Why don't...
Billy, you're lying to me.
Don't lie to me.
Billy, wait. Wait.
Just look me in the eyes, man,
and tell me you gave it all you-
- Let go.- Just look me in the eyes
and tell me yougave it all you got.
- Let go!
- So you can't?
- Even if I let you win,I'm not gonna tell ya, Joe.
(Joe screams)
- You little bastard.
- Jesus Joe, whatis wrong with you?
- You ruined everything.
- Joe, I was trying to help you.
- Yeah, well thanks for nothing.
- Come on, Joe. You'regoing to college, right?
That's all that counts.
- No I'm not.
I can't take the scholarship.
- You...
Why not?
- 'Cause I didn'tfucking earn it.
I didn't earn it, man.
You...
- 'Cause you don't...
Dammit, Joe, if I'd a beatyou by a god damn inch
instead of you beating me,
tell me what the difference is.
You're still one of the bestrunners in this county, Joe.
Regardless of whetherI beat you or not.
I'm your fucking brother, Joe.
Alright? I'm yourfucking brother.
(light music)
(Joe sighs)
(bird cawing)
(tires squealing)
(thuds)(Joe grunts)
(car door opens)
(car door closes)
- [Louie] Where's my stuff?
(punch lands)(Joe grunts)
- Ah.
- I said, where's my stuff?
- I threw 'em in the river.- You're lying.
- It's the truth, man.
- Nobody's that stupid.
That's five grand worth of shit.
- Yeah, well it's what I did.
(punch lands)- Ah!
(Joe groans)
(strike lands)- Ah!
- Louie!
Louie, come on, Louie.
Come on.
(grunting)
(Louie gagging)(Joe grunting)
Joe, Joe.
Joe!
(Louie thuds to the ground)
(dog barking)
- You okay?
- Yeah, sure.- You alright, man?
- I'm alright, man.
How 'bout you?- I'm alright.
(spits)
You saved my ass.
- Yeah.
Man, you're shit, Joe.
You know, you're lucky
I was over there.- Look. Wait.
About all the...
The race.
Look, man, I...
Bill. I'm an idiot.
I'm an idiot.- Don't matter.
That don't matter.
- I'm an idiot, man.
- It don't matter.
Heh, alright.
That's the break, man.
(police siren blaring)
(light music)
- Well I have all thefaith in the world in you.
I know that you'll do wonderful.
Just like you always do.
- I will, Ma.
Thanks.
Mm.
I love you, you know.
Bye.
Take care of her.- I will.
- And take care of yourself.
I expect you to win countychampionship this year.
- Yeah, well youcan count on it.
- Well don't get too cocky.
There's a lot of goodrunners out there
and they'll surprise you.
- Yeah but see, I got thismethod for never losing.
I just make believe I'mrunning against you, Joe.
- Yeah, well we'llsee about that
when I run your ass in theground at Thanksgiving.
- If I break both my legsin the meantime, maybe.
- Maybe.
Alright.
(bus brakes hissing)(door squeaking)
(upbeat music)
* Everything is said and done
* Every night now has begun
* This is the time, thisis the time of your life *
* You will lose justto see the face *
* There were daysof pain with meds *
* This is the time, thisis the time of your life *
* This is the timeto make it happen *
* Straight ahead andtake some action *
* This is the time tomake it happen now *
* All your lifeyou've been behind *
* Been backed up,holed up, been denied *
* This is the time tomake it happen now *
* No use now livingin the past *
* Gotta make every moment last
* This is the time, thisis the time of your life *
* All your life thatyou have wasted *
* Now there's nomore hesitating *
* This is the time,this is the time *
* This is the time, thisis the time of your life *
* This is the timeto make it happen *
* Straight ahead andtake some action *
* This is the time tomake it happen now *
* All your lifeyou've been behind *
* Backed up, holedup, been denied *
* And this is the timeto make it happen now *
* 'Cause if you lookinto that mirror *
* It can't be any clearerthis is the time *
* This is the timeto make it happen *
* Straight ahead andtake some action *
* This is the time tomake it happen now *
* All your lifeyou've been behind *
* Been backed up,holed up, been denied *
* This is the time tomake it happen now *
* 'Cause if youlook into my eyes *
* I can see how you'll nowknow this is the time *
* This is the timethis is the time *
(music ends)
(energetic rock music begins)
* I aint got no where to go
* I aint got no happy home
* My life is an institutional
* Juvenile detention so
* I'm damned if I do
* I'm damned if I don't
* I got no where to go
* I'm runnin' nowhere
(music fades)