1990: The Bronx Warriors (1982) - full transcript

( music playing )

Man:
What do you mean she left on her own?

Where could she have gone?

What the hell happened
to your security guards?

If you have any news,
call me immediately.

The headmistress of the school said
she didn't sleep in her bed last night.

Damn it.
This is all we needed.

Whatever is in her head,
she sure timed it perfectly.

Our hands are tied
until we get her back here.

Contact Hammer for me.

Hammer?
Isn't he a bit risky?



We've got little choice.

( grunting )

( laughter)

( whimpering )

( laughter continues )

( motorcycles approaching )

The Riders!
The Riders!

( yelling, grunting )

( grunting )

( grunts)

Where do you come from?

Manhattan.

You want me to take you back there?

No.



You know this is the Bronx?

I know.

I came here purposely.

Anywhere away from them is better.

But nothing is worse
than this hellhole.

That's what you think.

Man: ( on telephone)
We're running a hell of a risk.

I hope you know that, Fisher.

Fisher:
I do know that, Farley.

I know it's risky.
Only let the operation continue.

Farley: All right,
but nobody's to know about it.

It's top-secret, understand?

I got it.

When you've got some good news,
call me.

- I'll be waiting.
- Yes, sir.

( drumming stops )

( drumming resumes )

Where's the Ogre?

How you doing, Trash?

I said where's the Ogre?

He's mighty pissed.

His generosity's right on
just the same.

I mean, giving Kriss's body back to you.
Brotherly love.

Only the heart's missing.
He ate it.

( laughs)

Hi, Trash.
Long time no see.

Leech is a blood freak.

If it was up to him...

he'd turn the Bronx into a cemetery.

Why'd you do it, Ogre?

We had a deal.

You and the Riders
had to stay in your own territory.

Remember?

No trespassing.

Besides...

the sucker was carrying a gizmo.

I did you a favor, Trash.

Bullshit!

Oh, yeah?

What the hell you call this?

Its wavelength is the same
as that of the Manhattan Police.

You think I'm jiving?

If I were you, Trash,
I'd be worried

if I found one of my men
carrying a gizmo.

Now they know exactly
where we're based.

We're in for a few surprises.

I'd be on the lookout...

Trash.

Woman: So glad you and the Ogre
understand each other so well.

Be seeing you around, Trash.

( drumming resumes )

Leech!

( engines start)

Ice, you know anything
about this?

That son of a bitch
almost fucked it up for all of us.

- Trash: You think he was a spy?
- Ice: Who knows?

Could have been.

It's gone.
We lost the tracing signal.

Tell Farley there's no sign of the girl,
and we lost contact with our informer.

Fisher should be here in half an hour.

If anything gives, get in touch with me
on the reserve code.

This whole operation
is hush-hush.

Not a word.
Understand?

If it were up to me, I'd clean the whole
God damn borough with napalm,

sizzle them out of existence.

Just thank your lucky stars
we never have to go down there.

I'm just fine as long as we keep
flying above those creeps.

Jesus, look at them.
The scum of the earth.

The lousy cockroaches think they own
the whole fucking borough.

Look at ‘em.
Enough to make you vomit.

What I think,
I think it was a setup, right?

This gizmo.

You're still thinking about it.

Come on, turn your attention
to something more important, Trash.

Like the Ogre.

You seen the way he and the tigers
come strutting in

like they were hot shit?

You seen it, Rat.
Those fuckers need straightening.

We gotta put 'em in their place
once and for all.

The way I see it,

Ogre did us a favor
telling us Kriss was a spy.

A favor?
He did us a favor?

Maybe we should send him
a thank-you note.

Blade, do something
you haven't done in a long while.

Like think.

Would you mind asking Blade here
to put his grey matter in motion?

What's this spy shit,
and who was he a spy for?

The Tigers?
No way.

It wasn't his style,
and they stood to gain nothin'.

But the Ogre and Hot Dog?

You know what?

The fact is,
I wouldn't be all surprised

if it was them that sold him
the fucking gizmo in the first place.

I think it's time we got even.

What do you think, Trash?

Maybe I was the one
he was spying on.

Yeah, who knows?

Shit, since he's hooked up
with that Manhattan pussy,

all his blood has rushed to his cock.

( grunts ) Yeah.

How did she end up in the Bronx?

She apparently went there
on her own initiative.

Her own initiative?

- Yeah.
- That's insane.

The wealthiest,
most affluent girl in the world

runs away and hides in the Bronx?

That's sheer insanity.

( beeps)

Recorded voice: Samuel Fisher,
ID code level one, top priority.

Authorized communication.
Please begin.

Farley?
It's Sam.

I'm in Manhattan.

Farley: I'm sure Fred has informed
you already that we lost contact.

Fisher: Yes.

Do you think Hammer will accomplish
the mission just the same?

Affirmative.

Ann must be brought back
at any cost!

Calling Patrol Van 8.

We receive.
We're cruising the 12th district.

No action. 10-4.

♪ ( upbeat rock music plays ) ♪

What's bothering you?

Nothing.

You got somebody back there?

No, it's not what you think.

Maybe you don't like it here?

No, I'm happy with you here.

I'd like to believe it.

It's true.

This is the first time I feel
that I really belong to someone,

that I'm truly part of something
that's all mine.

I feel safe with you, Trash.

Don't you ever let them take me
away from you.

Who?

Nobody.

Nobody.

Just hold me.

Hold me tight.

You see what I see?

Stinks like the fuzz.

The cops in the Bronx?

Downright heroic!

( laughs)
What do you say, man?

Come on, Blade, huh?
Simmer down.

Hey, there are four punks
down at the end of the street.

Don't forget, McCormack.

The lieutenant said
try to avoid contact.

Yeah, but he didn't say
we couldn't defend ourselves.

They gotta be crazy in the head.

Silly-ass fuckers.

I wonder what they're after.

Check it out.

Whatever you say, man.

Go on, step on it.
Make ‘em shit in their pants.

Man, they should get a medal.

- Shall we?
- We'll be their welcoming committee.

Where'd they go?
I don't see them anywhere now.

Ran.

I don't know.

Tough-looking bunch of guys.

Hey, Mailman!

You got any letters for my friend here?

( laughs)

He's expecting a love letter, man!
( laughs)

Oh, it's been so long.

( woman moaning and giggling )

Hey!

( switchblade clicks )

One more step and you're dead.

Try to leave us and you're dead.

Just stay where you are,
and you're dead.

( screams)

( woman screams )

Wait here.

( screaming, grunting )

Outside!
Outside fast!

( bullets ricocheting )

( hissing)

Fucking bastard!
Off that fucker!

Hey,
where's the fucking love letter?!

( chuckling )

You honky!

You're making too much noise!

This here
is a respectable neighborhood!

There he is!

( brakes hissing )

Where you goin', Hot Dog?

( grunts)

You motherfucker.

I love you like a brother.

I oughta unscrew that leg of yours
and shove it down your throat!

Calm down.

Let's hear it, Hot Dog.

What are you in such a hurry for?

I have an appointment with
the President of the United States.

Very funny.

He's trying to cover up for the guy
who shot at us.

He don't trust no one, Ice.

Mind I take a little look around
in there?

Help yourself.

Take a look around, you guys.

Right.

You never met your mother, did you?

She just kind of plopped you
into the sewer and split,

letting you blossom
into the asshole you are today.

Just deep talking, fag-face,
and I'll tear your fucking lid off.

Yeah.

You find what you're looking for,
piss head?

Satisfied?

You sell that gizmo to Kriss?

I haven't sold nothing to nobody.

I don't even know
what the hell a gizmo is.

And you dirt balls,
you come chasing me all over town,

ask me some stupid question
about a gizmo?

You guys are getting on my nerves.

Be careful
or I'll knock your block off.

( motorcycle approaching)

Well?

Nothing and nobody.

- Blade?
- Not a trace.

You stay here.
Let's go.

( door opens, closes )

Did you get them?

No.

The bastard got away.

They're too clever.

Clever?
What do you mean?

I don't know what I mean.

I found this at the top of the stairs,
if it means anything.

Impossible.

First let's honor our dead.

Maybe they'd still be alive

if I hadn't come here
in the first place.

Stop blaming yourself.

The Bronx is no man's land,

where the worst things happen
by themselves.

Hello? Yes?

Pass it on the intercom.

Hammer on the phone.

- Yes?
- Fisher?

Now listen to me, you bastard.

We didn't invest
a million dollars in you

just to give you the pleasure
of wearing a uniform.

I have to do it my way.

That's why I take
such great pleasure in my work.

However, if you're not satisfied,
you can always have me terminated.

That's right, terminated.

Your record is real bad.
Enough of this losing time.

Officer: Lady, I can't send out
every cop in the station house

to look for your bag.

You don't even know
what bar you left it in.

Do you know how many bags get lost
or ripped off in this city every day?

Damn fool!

I still say we'd be better off
sending in a special squad.

We don't want any negative publicity.

Let it be Hammer.
He's the only guy who can handle it.

He was born in the Bronx.
He was one of them.

That's the point--
he has his own axe to grind.

And he's a killer at heart.

No, he's just an asshole,
who thinks he's God.

I hope you're right.

My only concern is that he brings
the girl back safe and sound.

This ring was found very close
to Sandy and Speedy's bodies.

The Tigers.

I knew it.
I knew it, God damn it!

First Kriss,
and now Sandy and Speedy.

Those pricks are rubbing us out
one by one!

Then what the fuck is this waiting?
Let's go to war!

Hole is right!
Let's go to war, war, war, war!

Let's kill them motherfuckers!
I say attack!

The Tigers want war?
They're gonna get it!

( all shouting)

Kill those sons of bitches!

We're all agreed?
Then what the fuck are we waiting for?

( shouting continues )

I don't know.

Did you hear what I heard?
The guy's off his rocker.

Hey, Trash, what are you saying?

You don't know, Trash?
What do you mean you don't know?

I'm not convinced.

You got the proof in your hand.

Maybe it's a trap.

Sure it's a trap.
A Tigers' trap.

What about the guy, the killer
who took out Speedy and Sandy?

He fled through the tunnel, Ice.

That means he knows the Bronx
and very well.

I agree with Trash.
It could just as easily be a trick.

Bullshit! Bullshit!

They're trying to rub us out one by one,
and we sit there shooting the breeze.

Yeah, let's wipe ‘em out!

Kill the bastards!

This here's our territory!
You gotta fight to live!

Kill the sons of bitches!
I say attack!

You fuck, look, it could be a pile
of shit out of somebody's asshole!

You're talking about the gizmo, right?
The tracker.

Well, let me tell you,
that's Ogre's way of trying to kill us.

Look, will you please listen?
It was Ann!

Where is she?

Said she wanted to think.

( whistles sharply )

( all shouting)

( car horn honks )

Hot Dog.

How you doing, Hot Dog?

Huh. Great. Great.

Those stupid motorcycle pricks
were trying to cut me open, that's all.

What's the matter with you?
You worried about something?

Hey, look, I owed you a favor.

I just want to know
what you're getting me into.

This girl...

she's very important.

Very important.

She's gonna be the future president
of the Manhattan Corporation.

She's somewhere in the Bronx,
but I don't know where.

I gotta find her
and get her across the river,

and that's where you come in.

How much you gonna pay me?

Don't talk to me that way.

Don't talk to me that way ever.

- One more thing.
- What's that?

Arrange a meeting between me and Ice.

- Between you and Ice?
- Yeah.

Ice, huh?
You know, Ice is ambitious.

He wants to be
head of the Riders Gang.

Exactly.

- You're playing with fire.
- I know.

And I love it.

I love it.

Ann.

You wanted to leave me?

Yes.

Why?

Why, Ann?

Because now I'm sure
I'm the cause of all these killings.

And if I stay, there will be a lot more.

Nonsense.
We were born dead.

Life means nothing.

We live with death every single day.

Death walks with us.

Death rides and sleeps with us.

We carry its smell under our skins.

So don't go blaming yourself.

What's the real reason
you want to leave?

There are millions and millions
of reasons.

You see, Trash...

soon I'll be 18

and of age to inherit
the Manhattan Corporation,

which controls over 60%
of the world's arms production.

Which means...

I'd be a mere puppet on a string,

manipulated by greedy,
power-crazed hands.

They're unscrupulous, Trash,

and I don't want any part in it.

Yet, without me,
they're powerless.

So... now you understand
why they'll act at any cost,

use any means
to get their filthy hands on me.

No, Trash,
these killings were not a coincidence!

If this is true, you'd be running
right back into their arms.

I know.

But I prefer this...

to seeing you killed.

Stay, Ann.

At least dying for you
would give my life a meaning.

Trash!

Trash! Trash!

We gotta burn them out
before they get a chance to burn us out.

You gotta be kidding.

You got your grey matter in your butt.

The Ogre picks up the telephone
and calls his pals, it's our ass.

Hey, it's Trash.

Did you see Ann?

The Zombies caught her.

This means war.

I trust, Trash, that this
has finally made you see things clear.

You got one option--
war against the Tigers.

I ain't talking options.
My plan is to visit the Ogre.

Talk to the Ogre?
Are you outta your fucking mind, man?

Shut your mouth and listen, asshole.

I think those Manhattan big shots
are trying to trap us because of Ann.

We could never take them on alone.
We need allies.

And that means every Rider in the Bronx.
And only the Ogre could deliver them.

How the hell you gonna get
to the Ogre alone?

You realize that's no man's land.

You gotta get through
the territories of the Jackals,

the Scavengers, the Sharks.

Blade's right, Trash.
You'd never make it alone.

Then I'll have to bring
some men with me.

You, Hole, and Hawk.

Hey, can't go?

You better keep your eye on that one.

( men grunting )

So you are Trash's lay?

You shouldn't have done this.

He'll kill you.

Let's have some fun.

Go on.

( grunting )

Hold it!

You're trespassing, Trash.

I said you're trespassing, Trash.

You don't say.

Did you come looking for...

trouble?

Gotta get to the other side
of the Bronx fast.

What's the rush?

Planning on going to a meeting...
or something?

Yeah, right.
Between me and the Ogre.

You're lucky, Trash.

You see...

I got a soft spot in my heart for you.

And they say you've got
an iron heart.

Beat it.

Before I change my mind.

Okay, baby.
I owe you one.

Hey, looky-looky.

Hot Dog's down the street in his truck
flicking the lights on and off.

Ice:
Hot diggedy dog.

I wonder what the bastard's up to.

Hey.
Where you going?

I got me a little score to settle
with that son of a bitch...

and this time Trash
won't be around to help him.

Welcome, General.
Let me introduce myself.

I'm the one they call Hammer.

This is Scavenger territory,
so be on guard.

I don't like this strange silence.

Maybe it's a trap.

( all grunting)

( man screams)

Trash!

( all grunting)

Let's go.

I don't know how to break this
to you, Hammer,

but the bird has flown the coop.

You're too late.

The bird has flown the coop.
Meaning?

That Little Red Riding hood was caught
by the big bad seven dwarfs.

Where is she?

The Zombies got her.

Are you bullshitting me?

Hey, man, don't you know
it's against the law to bullshit a cop?

What about Trash?

That son of a bitch
went to the Ogre to beg for help.

Trash, the Ogre.

I'll tell you what we do.

You have the girl for me by tonight...

and I'll clean up your Trash for you.

You'd better take this.

You might need it
now that you're switching sides.

Anyway it goes good
with the uniform, General.

Ice: Two birds with one stone--
Ogre and Trash.

( chuckles )

That would leave me
with a nice slice of the Bronx.

You know what I need.

I need something that belongs to Trash,
something that's his.

I think I got just the thing for you.

What do you say?
Will this do?

It's perfect.

Three's a crowd,
but four means trouble.

Enough of this peace talk.
We got a visitor.

I'll take care of him.

Trash and the Ogre together.

Let's go.

Trash!

( all grunting)

Hot Dog?

I spotted them.
Contact you later.

( water running)

We're in Tiger territory.

I'm shitting myself.

How are we gonna break in there?

- I got an idea.
- Yeah.

How you doing in there?

Man: Just fine.

- Looks like you're having fun.
-I am. Come on in.

I just like to watch.

Man: Food supplies--
La Cienega Heights.

Gasoline-- Melrose.

Electrical supplies--
Sunset Heights.

Hippo, Snake,
prepare the supplies for delivery.

These goods...

are for the people...

of the Bronx...

kindly bestowed upon them
by their generous king.

( light piano music playing,
indistinct conversations )

What about the Westside?

Leech, take care of it.

( background chatter)

Let's pick the music up.
More lively.

( upbeat jazz piano music plays )

Trash?
What the hell you want here?

Take me to the Ogre.

( laughs)

I could send you to hell.

- I said take me to the Ogre!
- ( laughs)

- (yells, shot rings out)
- ( woman gasps )

Sound the alarm.

( warbling alarm)

Trash.

Sorry I can't hang around

when the Ogre blames you
for killing one of his men.

You bastard!

You work
for the Manhattan Corporation!

I work for nobody.

I don't care
about the Manhattan Corporation.

I don't care about the girl.
I don't care about politics.

I don't care about anything.
I believe in nothing.

I'm Hammer...
the exterminator.

You're the biggest son of a bitch
in the world.

You afraid somebody might remember
you were born in the Bronx?

No, you're wrong.

I'm gonna make sure
that nobody ever forgets.

( footsteps approaching)

Just stay where you are.

You bastards.
You let him get away.

Hi, Trash.

You know the Ogre
doesn't like unexpected visitors.

Come on, move.

Hot Dog?

Hot Dog! Hot Dog!

Yeah, it's Hot Dog.

This is Hammer.

I should make it back there
in about 15 minutes.

15 minutes, I'm outta here.

Hammer...
I need some money.

Don't make me repeat myself.
You do what I tell you.

Just stay there and wait for me.
You hear me?

I don't like to repeat myself.
Just stay there and wait.

( bellows)

Punks.

No one alive can trick
Hammer from the Bronx.

You come sneaking
into my kingdom like a thief,

you kill one of my best men,
you say you didn't do it?

( chuckles )

You hear that, Witch?

Trash tells lies.

Somebody else was pointing
a gun at Trash, really.

Really?

Who?

That scum Hammer.

Hammer?

You brought Hammer into my territory?

He works for the Manhattan Corporation.

His job is to get my girl
and bring her back to them.

Yeah, I heard there was a rich broad
hiding out in the Bronx.

But I never imagined she'd be staying
with the likes of you... Trash.

Very funny.

Look, Hammer's turning us
against each other.

Yeah.

That's his style, all right.

Just so he could get off his,
uh, sadistic rocks.

Could explain why the zombies
kidnapped my girl.

Well, what do you say, Golem?

I say you're toys in the attic.

All right,
we may be toys in the attic,

and that girl may have been yours
when she first got here,

but now she's Trash's girl.

And if he finds out you got her here,
he's gonna kill you.

You don't know Trash.
He's crazy.

But if we get together on this,

there's a chance we could come out
smelling like a rose.

Let me think about it.

For Christ's sake, man,
we don't have time to think!

There's no time!

Tough shit!
If you want an answer, you must wait.

You're the king of the Bronx,

but if you don't want Hammer
to screw you,

you gotta give me a hand.

Oh, yeah?

The moment I move, it's war.
The shit's gonna hit the fan.

Maybe not.

We can free the girl
and screw up Hammer's scheme.

Go on.

Me and you
could take on the zombies and--

And if we win,
have less trouble after.

Now I know why you really came.

You want me to help you
get your chick back.

Okay.

I'm with you.

I owe Hammer one anyway.

I'm coming with you.

Good, you can cover my back
just in case he's lying.

I want out.

You don't have any out.

What are you worried about?

Pretty soon,
they'll be ripping each other apart.

Come on, let's go, drop me off,
and I want you to watch Ice.

Let's go.

All right.

( grunting )

Be careful.

( cracks whip)

Trash...

What happened?

It was... the Scavengers.

I was coming to warn you...

t-that Ice--

You know, Ice was paid off.

He double-crossed you.

He was paid off by Hammer.

Hot Dog, too.

Save your breath.

The-- the pain, Trash.

l... Trash.

I-l can't take it...

Trash?

( bone cracks)

( whoops and grunts)

Thanks.

Don't thank me now.

I got a feeling
that before this is over,

we're gonna owe each other
a whole shit-load of favors.

You been using your whip again?

Yeah, just like you taught me.

Let's go.

Golem, I don't trust Hammer
that much either,

but he's the only chance we got.

All we gotta do is take him
that girl over there,

make a deal with him
and we got it made.

Trash is out of the way.
Ogre's out of the way.

It's all ours.
Got that?

Okay, man, it's a deal.

Hammer, if you don't get the girl
by 11:00 tomorrow...

I'll have your head.

( telephone rings )

Hammer here.

I saw the girl.

Ice is making the deal.

We should be there
probably in half an hour.

- Right.
- I'm gonna go back and get 'em now.

She'll be here in a half-hour.

I don't want anybody to see her.

Nobody's to know anything about her.

Shh.
We'll fly her in in a helicopter.

Shh. ( laughs)

( men laughing, grunting )

Witch, you go that way.

Trash, that way.

Lay into each other, men.

- That's it.
- Golem!

Well, if it isn't the great Ogre.

This really is a surprise.

Foiled at the last minute.

How could you think
you'd get away with it?

Well, Ogre,
what makes you leave your kingdom

to honor us with a visit?

I was merely making a tour

to see if my subjects
were still loyal to their king.

By way of the sewers?

There should be no doubt then
about my loyalty.

I'm not so sure.

Who's that?

And why is she chained up
like that?

Respect for the king...

doesn't mean
I have to tell you my business.

You hear that, men?
You hear that, men?

The great Ogre doesn't trust us.

Look.

You're surrounded
by your loyal subjects.

That's true, Golem.

But they are there.

And you are here in front of me.

( glass shatters )

( grunts)

Is the General leaving the field of
battle just before the fun starts?

Trash isn't gonna like that.

Are you threatening me, Peg leg?

Yep, I'm threatening you.

‘Cause you messed everything up.
I won't get any money or nothing.

For once you're right.

Ice!

Trash, check it out!
I'll take care of this!

Are you through?

Nope.

Ice!

Ice, I know you're here.

Come out!

Hey... you got it all wrong.

I'm ashamed of you, man.

Are you really gonna listen
to what that twat has to say?

- Wait a min--
- You gotta be kidding.

What does she know
with her fancy dresses,

with her cocktail parties,
this rich bitch from Manhattan?

You and me are like brothers.

We come from the gutter.
The real gutter.

You talk too much, Ice.

I bet she told you
I made a deal with Golem, huh,

and made a deal with Hammer,
all that crap?

Well, what you don't know
is I did it for you.

You wanna be a leader?
Then be realistic.

It's the only way.

There's no idealism left
in this fucking world.

But what do I know?
What do you know?

We're just a couple of do-gooders
in a world that doesn't know gratitude!

( screams)

( soft piano music playing )

So...

you're the rich chick that's gonna
inherit the Manhattan Corporation?

Why? Is it a sin?

A sin? ( laughs)

Hardly.

Baby, I think it's fantastic.

Man: ( on two-way radio )
Attention, all units.

Attention, all units.
This is command post Zebra.

Command post Zebra.

Commence operation Burnt Earth.

This is command post Zebra.
Do you read me? Over.

Man: Command post Zebra,
This is Bumblebee.

Commencing phase one.
Commencing phase one.

There's still no sign of a firefight.

Hush Hush calling Hammer.
Answer, please.

Tell them I'm on my way.

Hammer...

I don't want any evidence
or witnesses left behind.

Ashes.

Just ashes.

Trash.

Just think...

you could become
a member of the board

of the world's largest corporation.

You, the baddest...

dumbest and poorest
mother in the Bronx.

Start next phase.

Look, whatever you got in mind,
forget it.

Really?

That's too bad.

‘Cause I've prepared
a surprise for you, Trash.

Man: Hey, hey, yeah.
All right.

We gonna party now.
Whoo!

Ann:
Wonderful!

Actually,
the surprise is for you, Ann.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday
to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday dear, Ann ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

( cheering)

Let the enemy
have no survivors this day!

Horsemen! Horsemen!

Disperse! Spread out!
Take cover!

Charge!

Let's get that bastard, Hammer!

Everyone to the shelter!

Snake, get the guns
and pass out the weapons!

Hippo, close the gate.

( screams)

( screams)

( horse whinnies )

No!

( grunts)

( screams)

Remember...

we in the Bronx...

live with...

death.

None!
No survivors!

Agh!

( helicopter blades whirring )

Operation now entering final phase.

Hammer!
Hammer is God!

Hammer!

( grunts)

( screams)