Bogard (1975) - full transcript

♪♪♪

♪ L.A. grey

♪ Do you know
what is happening today? ♪

♪ L.A. grey

♪ L.A. grey

♪ I thought the day
would clear ♪

♪ But the sun went way
in the head ♪

♪ You see people everywhere

♪ Oh, some don't care

♪ And some are down
in deep despair ♪

♪ L.A. grey



♪ L.A. grey

♪ What is happening today?

♪ Down in this town, all I seem
to do is just hang around ♪

♪ Can you see the way
it would be ♪

♪ If only I could
ever get free ♪

♪ L.A. grey, do you know
what is happening today? ♪

♪ Days of pain

♪ Days of pain

♪ Looking like
it's gonna rain ♪

♪ Can't you see

♪ What is really
happening to me? ♪

♪ When it's really happening
to me ♪

♪ Don't you know
that perhaps I just should go? ♪

♪ Go away



♪ Go away

♪ Get away from the hangups
of L.A. ♪

♪ Doesn't matter
if I have no yesterday ♪

♪ Only memories and dreams
that went away ♪

♪ Went away

♪♪♪

♪ Had a dream

♪ That the whole damn town
moved away ♪

♪ I was standing in the night

♪ Screaming something out
in fright ♪

♪ In the middle
of the California freeway ♪

♪ L.A. grey

♪ L.A. grey

♪ Did you ever really go away?

♪ I know what's happening now,
baby ♪

♪♪♪

Hey, just a minute.

Wait a minute, darling.
Excuse us.

Everything's cool.

[indistinct conversations]

Here he is, Mr. Logan.
Just like Old Fletch said.

Ain't he beautiful?

You should have seen him whoop
old Fat Belly and Blue down

at the boiler machine.

Got a name, boy?

Or maybe you're deaf, boy.
I asked your name.

Speak up, boy.
Mr. Logan can't hear you.

My name is Leroy.

No last name, huh?

Fisk.

Leroy Fisk.

MAN: Maybe Leroy here's a loser.

He looks like one.

What's the matter
with you, boy?

Don't you know Mr. Logan
don't like no losers?

Could be he's a punk.

Could be.

Town's full of punks.

Are you a punk, Leroy?

Nigger, you make one more
crack about me being a punk,

and I'm-a ram your feeble ass
through that god damn mirror.

Easy, gentlemen. Easy!

No need for anybody
to get upset,

say impolite things.

Leroy, Fletch here
says you can fight.

Fight?!
The Lord knows he can fight.

Know anything about
street fighting, Leroy?

Yeah, I know street fighting.

I mean
professional street fighting.

What, different rules?

Rules?

[chuckles] There aren't many
rules, Leroy.

Very few.

You fight mean, you win mean.

It takes a special sort of man.

Yeah. Well, like I said,
how much you paying?

You only got one thing
on your mind, boy.

Dumb.

Look, like I told Fletch,
I'm not

interested in no chump change.

Wow. He's a tough nigger.

I done had it with your shit.

Let me show you
something, nigger.

I'll show you what
a man like me will do

for a nigger like you, sucker.

[laughs]

Look, like I said,
I've been fighting all my life.

And I don't need
nobody to teach me.

Now, I can whoop any honky
or jive-ass nigger

you throw at me.

Got fire, Mr. Fisk.
That's good.

Maybe we should show
this uppity brother

it ain't so easy as he thinks.

Earl, get on the phone.

I think we should have us
a little exhibition time.

Set it up on the roof.

Ooh, look at that!

In a beauty contest, you'd come
in second to a gorilla.

This him?

Calls himself Leroy Fisk.

Call him Chump Catfish
when I'm done with him.

Leroy, Moose here doesn't think
very much of your prospects.

Well, he's big...
in the mouth.

You people sure are something.

- What do you mean, you people?
- You know what I mean, boy.

Yeah, I know what you mean.
You come here to talk a fight.

I'm betting my ass
on stomping you.

OK, you can bet--

Hey, hey, hey!

[all shouting at once]

Come on, get up.

Come on.

Come on, baby Leroy!

[grunting]

I'll kick your ass!

Come on!

Come on.

Aah!

[grunting]

Get up.

Come on, punk! Come on.

[grunting]

Son of a bitch.

[grunting]

Get him!

[shouting]

Get him in his ribs there.

[grunting continues]

Hey, baby.

[groaning]

Boy.

[groaning]

Poor faggot trash nigger.

Oh, man. [moaning]

[breathing heavily]

[moaning]

Good to see you relax.

How's the face?

[sighs] I feel like it
doesn't belong to me.

[chuckles] My ribs, too.

I guess a couple of them
might be cracked or something.

Ah, no, no, no.
Moose knows what he's doing.

I made sure he didn't
break anything.

You'll be sore for a few days.

Yeah, that's no lie.

You did good.

You just don't understand real
street fighting, that's all.

You're good material.

I'm into a lot of things,
but all you gotta know

is your part of the game.

I got five or six boys
in my stable.

Baby, go get Leroy
one of my shirts.

Something really up there.

Sometimes I match
my boys against each other,

but most of the time,

they square
away against the competition.

Bets are always heavy.

All I gotta do is
crack a few heads, huh?

[chuckles] The only trouble is

the other cats
have the same idea.

- [scoffs]
- I pay big when you win.

Sound hungry.

I am, but not for no eats.

Uh...keep that hungry feeling.

Makes for a mean fighter.
That's what I'm buying. You in?

How's this?

Go on, try it on.
Yeah, that's right.

Help the man.

[dog barking in distance]

[phone rings]

[barking continues]

[ring]

-Hello?
-LEROY [ON PHONE]: Hi, baby?

How you doing?

-Still tired.
-LEROY [ON PHONE]: Tired?

How you feeling?
How's the baby doing?

Uh, well, Leroy, if you
were here, you would know.

-You know what I mean?
-LEROY [ON PHONE]: Hey, baby.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Before you go into that, I got
something I gotta tell you.

Look, I don't want
to talk about it.

I don't want to talk about it.

LEROY [ON PHONE]:
I got something good

I gotta tell you, baby.
-I don't want to hear it.

LEROY [ON PHONE]: I got a job.
I got a job.

I don't wanna hear it. You
haven't been home in two days.

I don't want to hear it.
LEROY [ON PHONE]: Babe, I'm--

You haven't been
home for two days.

Lucius hasn't seen you.

You hanging around
with those goo-hoo lovers?

LEROY [ON PHONE]: Baby, I'm
trying to tell you something.

I mean, I can't take this.
I just can't take it.

LEROY [VOICEOVER]: I got
to talk to you about this,

don't you understand that?

WOMAN [VOICEOVER]: I don't want
to talk about it right now.

LEROY [VOICEOVER]:
Baby, I got some money.

WOMAN [VOICEOVER]: I don't
want to talk about it.

I don't believe it.
I don't believe nothing you say.

LEROY [VOICEOVER]: Oh, baby.

Listen, every time I got
something to tell you--

WOMAN [VOICEOVER]:
I'm just tired.

LEROY [VOICEOVER]: --baby,
you try to-- you cut me off.

WOMAN [VOICEOVER]: Look,
well, then if you came home

and you spent some
time with your child.

LEROY [VOICEOVER]: I'm out
here trying to make a living.

WOMAN [VOICEOVER]: And you
spend some time with me.

LEROY [VOICEOVER]: I'm trying
to tell you something important

happened to me and my life.

WOMAN [VOICEOVER]:
Leroy, please.

LEROY [VOICEOVER]: Oh, shit.
I don't want to deal with this.

WOMAN [VOICEOVER]: I can't.
I can't stand this.

LEROY [VOICEOVER]:
I'll talk to you later.

I can't deal with
this right now.

I'll talk to you later.
Bye.

-WOMAN [VOICEOVER]: Bye.
-Hey, the hell with her.

I'm going to see Flo.
At least I can talk to her.

Where'd you get
this from, Leroy?

I didn't boost it, if that's
what you're thinking.

It's a gift.

Don't nobody just give you
nothing like this for nothing.

-[laughs]
-What's wrong with your face?

Oh, never mind that. Just--
just open up the cookie jar.

[dog barking in distance]

[slow music playing on speakers]

Oh, Leroy, where did you--

[laughs]

Oh, Leroy.

Leroy, did you do
something wrong?

[laughs] Come here, woman.

♪♪♪

Your mind is just spinning.

You sure you ain't high?

Baby, you know
I don't need that shit.

Then where'd you
get this money?

OK.

I ran into a cat today
who's really together.

He's going to turn me out
as a fighter.

[laughter]

You and Ali.

No, not that kind of fighting.

What other kind is it?

Well, what difference
does it make?

The most important thing
is we are getting out

of this rat's hole, and there
ain't gonna be no more

street corner hustling for me.

♪♪♪

I love you, Leroy Fisk.

You know, I don't know
what you're talking about,

but I ain't seen you this
happy in a long, long time.

At least your
underwear is clean, huh?

You're never late.

I wouldn't want to worry you,
Fletch,

when you got enough problems,
right?

Yeah.
Yeah, I could use some relief.

What do you mean relief?
I give you my services, right?

A little extra protection,
no additional charge.

How's that new boy
of yours doing?

He's lookin' good.

He made quick work
of that Pollack fighter

Salvatore thought was so hot.

-No, shit?
-Why don't you get a bet on him?

-No, not me, man.
-It's a lock.

Not a betting man. No betting.

Uh...I'm a little short,
but I'll make good.

Don't be so loose
with this thing, OK?

Somebody might think
you're making a pay-off.

Ira, meet Leroy.
He's getting behind the game.

Leroy.

Hi.

Leroy here is good
on the raw stuff.

But where it's gonna count,
he needs help.

Well, I'm gonna teach you.

Street fights stop when one of
you is just laying there flat

and bleeding and the money
is being picked up.

[shouting and grunting]

What are you doing?

Don't stop
and start dancing around.

[shouts indistinctly]

[grunts]

You don't leave nothing
to chance.

How'd Logan find you?

Huh?

How did Logan find you?

I found him.

How long you been fighting?

Long enough.

Do you ever get hurt?

Depends on how you mean it.

I mean busted up,
cold, laid out.

I work hard at not
letting that happen.

You did that?

I guess there's no
health plan, huh?

-No pension plan either.
-[laughs]

Just fight the fight
and hope to live it out.

That depends on how Logan did.

[grunting]

I'm thinking of
trimming my stable.

You want to buy?

Well, if the price is right.

I'd like Ira.
He could train my new boys.

Ira stays.

What about that fresh one?

What do you got?

I got a new boy.

The name is Puck Son. [laughs]
And man, is he wicked. [laughs]

Let's get it on.

[crowd cheering]

[crowd shouting indistinctly]

Hello, Ingo.

I'm gonna need
a little more time.

A week.

Two at the most.

Well, I'm only asking for
two lousy weeks, damn it.

What do you want,
blood from a stone?

Oh, yeah. Oh, well. Yeah.
I'm sorry.

I lost my temper. I apologize.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I understand.

A deal's a deal, but I
don't have it yet, damn it!

I'm sorry.
Yeah, I yelled again. Yeah.

What?

What's that?

Well, you can take it
and shove it

up your Sicilian ass
for all I care.

[phone ringing]

Hit Fleichman.

RADIO ANNOUNCER: ...ahead.
My Name is Sue second,

in front of Wally Lobb.
[continues indistinctly]

-Your cut.
-Thanks.

[radio announcer
continues indistinctly]

What are you gonna do
with all that money?

You know, baby, I'm-a get
that cat everything

that I didn't have
when I grew up.

Cat's gonna have
the best education,

he's going to travel,
he's going to have

a fair look at the world,
which I didn't get.

Sweetheart, I'm starting
to make a little money now,

so why don't you just
go on out and buy yourself

some of those nice things
you always wanted?

I really want you to have them.

[music playing]

[whistling]

What do you say, Leroy?

[whistling]

You shoot a good game, man.

Who says?

I do.

My mama taught me never
to speak to strangers.

Strangers?

My name's Heineken.
I'm no stranger.

No, you're a cop.

How'd you know that?

'Cause you wear short pants.

[chuckles]

Well, that's not very polite,
but what can I do, you know?

Big bad ass
street fighter, right?

I've seen you fight
a couple of times.

You're good, man.
Damn good.

Hey, man, I'm clean.

What's the hostility, man?

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Look, look,
I'm not a peckerwood, man.

Why don't you tell me why every
god damn time one of you suedes

sees a police officer, you
think he's after something?

What's your problem, then?

No problem.
A little business, that's all.

I mean, you're doing
real good now,

making a lot of money, right?

Probably wasting most of it.
[horn honks]

And me, I like to see
a good street fight,

especially when
it's between a couple

of real good colored boys.

-Only--
-Only what?

Well, it's illegal, man.

Well, what ain't?

You know, if I was
a real sour motherfucker,

I could take your ass in
right now, you know that?

Hey, man, I mean,
why muscle me?

Why don't you go
after the big boys?

Boss Charlie?

I'm going to pretend
like you didn't say that.

This is--this is just
between you and me.

[laughs] I dig.

If I want to keep
street fighting,

I have to help the underpaid
piggy with the necktie

pay his dues, right?

You got it.

I stepped on your foot,
Massa Heineken, sir.

Hey, look, man. All you have
to do is play ball,

and you can do whatever
you want to. I don't care.

But if you don't kick in, I
mean, if you hold out on me,

then you ain't got shit.

You stink.

Maybe.
But don't hold out on me,

because I'm going to know when
you fight next time,

and I'm going to
be there for mine.

Pleasure meeting you, boy.

We'll see you around.

[music playing]

[shouting indistinctly]

$10.

[indistinct shouting continues]

Make a line here.

Hey, make a straight line.

Everybody, get in there.
Let's go! Hey.

We can't all get the...

[cheers and applause]

[whistling]

[cheers and applause
continue]

Get your shirt on.

[indistinct shouting]

-Let's go!
-Come on, Leroy!

[indistinct shouting continues]

[cheers and applause]

Come on, get up!

Leroy!

[crowd continues
shouting indistinctly]

[whistling]

[shouting continues]

[music playing]

You got something for me?

No, man.
Don't--don't count it.

I know you wouldn't
cheat me, right?

Look, next time the bite
won't be so big, you know?

I'm just thinking
about all those fights

you got away with for free.

Hey, none of my fights are free.

What do you mean, your fights?
You mean ourfights, man.

You keep forgetting that I'm
providing you with a service.

-[scoffs]
-No.

I mean, without me, there ain't
no fighting, Leroy Fisk, right?

[scoffs] Heineken, you're gonna
try to jam me till you take me

down to nothing, ain't you?

It's wrong for you to
talk to me like that.

All I'm trying to do is
keep you in business.

Look man, now,
don't do anything wrong.

Don't get out of line and make
me do something bad, right?

All right, look.
I'm going on back in.

Wait your black ass out here
a couple minutes

and then come in.

I don't want people seeing us
together too much, all right?

They may think you're paying off
the man or something.

Yeah, something. Yeah.

One of these days maybe
you're gonna pay the piper.

I'mgonna pay the piper?

No, man.
You don't understand.

See, some of us never pay
the piper

'cause some of us
arethe piper. You dig?

Hey, look. I'm not getting
my head torn off

just so that sucker
can cut himself in.

- Now, take it easy.
- Easy?

Logan, I'm not busting
my ass for some cop

on the take to steal my sweat
and put it in his jar.

You gotta keep up.
It's expected.

It's part of the game.
You're not a chump anymore.

You said--you said so yourself.

I'm a chump if I let
Heineken muscle in,

Now, you let me
worry about Heineken.

Just play along
with him for a while.

You gonna take
care of Heineken?

Count on it.

Just to help you out, I'll
arrange some extra fights

for you now and then.
You can handle it.

It'll beef up your take,

and you'll be able to square
things with the man.

Yeah, it's my head that
takes the whoopings.

I already told you, I'll deal
with Heineken, Leroy.

Trust me.

It'll take a little time,
that's all.

Look, he's only a sucker fish.
You're the shark.

Biggest thing you
ever had in your pool.

You're damn right.

[music playing]

[tires screech]

[pool balls clacking]

Heineken's in with Logan.

Half of everything he gets
from dumb heads like you and me

he splits back with Logan.

Logan tells him how
much to squeeze,

and Heineken does the rest.

Oh, man, that makes me--

Oh, Leroy.

I am no whore!

I mean, that Logan is
a lying son of a bitch.

He told me he was going
straight with that dude, man.

He said all he needed
was a little time.

That's part of the con, Leroy.

They get us coming andgoing.

I thought I was
one smart nigger.

Come on.

Come on, Leroy.

It ain't so bad.

Look at me.

I survived.

♪ I bite the apple,
and the apple bite me back ♪

♪ I was looking at the TV,
and the TV was watching me ♪

♪ Mm-hmm

Hey, Leroy! Leroy!

I've been looking
for you all night long, boy!

Where you been?

Hey, Fletch.

-Hey, baby, what's happening?
-Hey!

-I did a favor for you.
-Hey!

Hey, let me tell you
about my family, Fletch.

Oh.
-Let me tell you

about my family.
Come on down.

I had seven brothers
and sisters.

-No shit.
-Seven.

Look it here.

One, two--

come back here--three, four.

How many is that?
-Five.

All right.

Six.

This is me.

Now, when my mama and my papa
split, they divided us up.

-You understand?
-Well, that's interesting.

But it ain't as interesting
as what I got to tell you.

My mama picked one,
and then my papa.

Now, this is me.

Look, we all been there, Leroy.

I know all about that.

All I ever wanted to do in life

was not
to have to kiss whitey's ass.

-Amen!
-You understand?

Amen!

And when I thought
I had got there,

I thought Leroy Fisk
was gonna be somebody.

-Be somebody!
-Be somebody.

Be somebody!

Yeah, that's bullshit.
[laughs]

'Cause a black man
can be a chump, too.

Your skin is a cage. [laughs]

You gon' have to--
how you get out of it?

You fight out of it.

You talking kind of funny.

You better get
yourself some coffee.

Yeah.
Well, let me get my money.

I know what's gonna make
my friend Leroy Fisk smile.

-Yes, sir.
-[chuckles] What?

I know, listen,
that old Heineken

ain't gonna hassle
my friend no more.

How you know Heineken?

I know he's been
mean to my friend,

and I know he's been
leaning on you so heavy

that one of these days,
he's gonna break your back.

But the very next time
he breathes your way,

you show him this.

What is this?

Every time old Heineken
is on the take,

he notes it down in that book.

What he takes from you,

what he takes
from the other street fighters,

how much the ladies have to pay.

Numbers, too. Shit.

Every time--every person
that has to live with it.

And every date, too.
You can hang him with it, Leroy.

And even old Logan's name
is in there.

Fat and big.

[laughter]

Where did you get this?
[laughs]

I got them prancing fingers.

[laughs]

Listen, it ain't nothing small.

I say get it when I push
my old pop for a brain.

[laughter]

Don't lecture me on morals.

No one's talking
about morals, man.

Look, you don't understand
what was in the book.

Son of a bitch puts it
in the wrong hands,

you and me are fucked.
You understand that?

He's not going to go
anywhere with that book.

That right? I mean, so far
he's been a pussycat, right?

You know,
only an ignorant redneck

like you would be
dumb enough to write

everything down in one place.

From now on, I'll do
the thinking around here.

Well, who was doing
the thinking last night when

those two apes tied the rope?

Next time you get in a mess
like that, don't call on me.

Heineken, I don't take lip
from dumb cops like you.

Now, you give me
any more jazz, and you'll

never see that nice pension
the public's paying for.

Yeah, Logan, don't threaten me.

I mean, don't dick
around with me, man,

or I'll cancel your policy.

You'll cancel my policy?

Just how do you think
you're going to do that? Hmm?

It's not that tough, my friend.

Smart ass cop, huh?

Let's see you try it.

You may find your own policy
being canceled.

How do you like that?

Heineken?

Get over to my place.

Now.

Leroy?

Leroy?

Don't bother, Heineken.

Jesus, man. I didn't come over
here to play games.

What are you doing?

[switch clicks]

[music playing]

Is this a game?

I didn't have anything
to do with this.

Something to do with this?

No more games.

No fights. No money.

I am out.

Where'd you get that book?

How'd you get it?

Man, what are you going
to do about Fletch?

Hey, uh, Mark Heineken.

Yeah, look, I got a DOA
at 920 North Keen Road.

[sighs]

Yeah, well, get a wagon
over here, will you?

Yeah, 313.

Look, Mike. It's a coronary.
It's very important, OK?

OK.

[siren wailing]

[music playing]

Now, what about the book, man?

Heineken, get the hell out!

I know how you feel, but that's
no reason to get unwired.

I want out.

-You can't walk away.
-Why not?

Responsibilities.

Man, I don't owe
you for nothing.

I am my own man.

Your own man?

Bat crap! I own you.

Man, you know what you are?
You're meat.

Just because you got
a little money now,

you forgot where you came
from and what you are.

Well, I'll tell you, you're
nothing but a nigger living

in somebody else's world.

Hold it! Hold it, Leroy.

I'll blow
your brains out, nigger.

Now, you move.

Don't forget what I just
finished saying to you.

I won't ever forget it.

[door closes]

Honey, would you please sit
down? You're making me nervous.

You want some coffee?
[phone rings]

Hello?

Hey, now,
look, let me tell you wh--

So you want to make a deal, huh?

OK.

OK, Logan.

I'll fight Moose.

But this one is going to
cost you $25,000 extra.

And after that, it's over.

My contract with you
is over, you understand?

And you can tell your friend
Heineken that this is one fight

he ain't gonna get a piece of.

Please get away
from those gangsters.

-Look, babe--
-They killed Fletch,

and they will kill you, too.
-Everything is gonna be OK,

all right? I mean, I'm getting
out of the fight game.

Look, I'm trying to buy
that club from Wilson.

Honey, we don't have
that kind of money.

We will after this fight.
I can get it for $50,000 down.

I don't care about the club.

I just want you
to stop fighting.

I love you. And I don't want
to see you get hurt.

Oh, baby,
it's gonna be all right.

I just don't want
to see you get hurt.

Hey.

It's gonna be all right.

It's gonna be all right.

Huh?

It's gonna be all right.

It's gonna be all right.

It's gonna be all right, baby.

It's gonna be all right.

[music playing]

It's all been
very messy, Logan.

Mr. Ingo is losing
patience with you.

You have no discipline in
the running of your affairs.

I assure you,
after this next fight,

everything will again be fine,
just the way it was before

Yeah, well, Mr. Ingo says it
wasn't so good before either.

Mr. Ingo has
my personal guarantee.

Mr. Ingo has always had
your personal guarantee.

Now, on your recommendation,
Mr. Ingo is putting

a sizable bet down on your boy.
You guarantee your boy can win.

I couldn't guarantee it,
I wouldn't be here.

You put Mr. Ingo down
for 50,000.

Here we go. Just the two of us.
Last card.

King queen again.

King queen still
bets another six.

Oh, thank you, brother.

What it is, y'all?

-You got it, Leroy.
-Joe.

[speaks indistinctly]
What did you get, man?

Just that.

Oh, 'cause I have to
bet three more now,

if that's what you want.

Thank you, brother.

Hmm.

King, queen.

That's all?

King, queen. Jack, queen.

-This is my money, man.
-Henry got it.

Henry, what's
the action on the street?

[all speaking at once]

Logan and Ingo are
betting their asses off.

Logan and Ingo are betting
their asses off?

-Mm-hmm.
- Yeah?

All against you.

What?

Word is out on the street
that you gonna lose this one.

[scoffs]

Moose is favored
three to two.

Look here, let me rap
to you for a minute.

Excuse me, fellas.

Let me out of this hand.

[speaks indistinctly]

Say listen, man, I got $35,000

and 25 more when
I win the fight.

And I want you
to place it all on me.

And if you don't win,
where are you gonna

get the 25 Gs to pay me back?

I'm gonna win.
Now, you can count on it.

Leroy, if you don't
win this fight,

you better hope you
die during the fight.

I personally guarantee you
won't walk away from this one.

You understand?

[crowd shouting indistinctly]

Keep the line moving!

-Keep the line moving!
-Hey, Leroy.

I know you bet a lot
of money today, huh?

I did.

How you feel, Leroy?

345 on Leroy.

[laughs] He's ready, man.
He's ready.

[indistinct conversations]

He better roll against this.

What do you mean against him?

This is one fight that black boy
will never walk away from.

You sure about that?

Will the sun come up tomorrow?

-Come again?
-Will the sun--

[laughs]

[music playing]

[indistinct conversations]

[cheers and applause]

[shouting indistinctly]

[indistinct shouting continues]

Hey, lady, your tits are out.

[indistinct shouting continues]

[grunting]

Come on, Logan!

Get a taste of some
of your own blood, sucker!

[indistinct shouting continues]

[cheers and applause]

This belongs to me.

Hey, Avon, hey.
What the hell are you doing?

I can feel your beady eyes
looking at me, Heineken.

There's a black lion
walking in your jungle.

[crowd murmuring]

I, uh...

Come on, come on, come on.
Mr. Ingo's time is valuable.

Well, that's what
I want to talk about. Time.

See, I'll need more time
to cover

everything I owe you, Mr. Ingo.

Why?

I lost heavy on the fights.

The bets I've had to
make good are very bad.

Now, that's not
Mr. Ingo's problem.

That's your problem.

You've got other things
besides street fighters.

You've got women,
dope, numbers, loans.

My people have been having
trouble operating lately.

But I think we've
gotten over the problem.

Yeah?

That's just what Mr. Ingo
wanted to discuss with you.

-Fisk?
-That's right.

I bought the club.

I bought the club.

Wilson's club?
I bought it. It's ours.

[music playing]

♪ I never told a lie

♪ You shouldn't have told

♪ And you watched her
shame and lie ♪

Hey, hey!

Damn! Look at you, man.

How you been, Brother Love?

Two years in Germany sure
didn't do you too much harm.

-Yeah, what can I tell you?
-You look good.

You all right yourself, man.
-Things all right?

Sit down, man.

I can't wait to
get off the plane.

-I couldn't believe it.
-Yeah.

Sure looks good.

Well, I got
a couple months off.

I'll have enough uniform
when I get back.

I can dig it. Hey, look here,
I want you to meet James.

Looks after my best interests.

This is Everett,
my brother-in-law.

He just got back from Germany.

♪ Same thing

♪ All right

♪ You ever had this lovely money
to make it through a week ♪

♪ And you knew all the time
you didn't have enough to eat ♪

♪ Have you ever tried

Look at that, look at that,
look at that.

Looks like somebody
planted a watermelon seed.

[laughter]

He'll be here soon enough
for everybody.

Yeah.
She sure looks good, don't she?

-Just looks good on me.
-Yeah. [laughs]

Hey look, this calls
for a celebration.

We gonna head up to Chinatown,
and after the sweet and sour,

I know an after hours place
that's hurting by our presence.

That sounds great.
But look, after this,

I'd like to clean up
a little bit.

Oh, sure. Look,
why don't you run upstairs

and get something for him
to wear?

Yeah, sure. Come on.

A tie or something. There's some
cologne and stuff up there.

Can I take this with me?
-You look good, man.

Yeah, help yourself.

-I'll see you all later.
-OK.

[music playing]

♪ Have you ever wrote a song

♪ And you knew it
wasn't no good? ♪

♪ You knew it went miles
from here to Hollywood ♪

♪ Have you ever asked yourself
when will it all end? ♪

♪ Maybe things will get better

♪ But I'm gonna check it here

♪ Ooh, you don't have
to tell me ♪

♪ 'Cause I've been there,
I've been there before ♪

♪ Oh, it's the same thing
that happens in my house ♪

♪ It's the same thing
that happens in your house ♪

♪ I said it's the same thing

OK, let's go celebrate.

-You ready?
-Yeah.

♪ Same thing that happens
in your house ♪

♪♪♪

-Be careful, my nephew.
-Hey, Leroy, I'll see you.

Sure.

Hey, look...
car's right out back.

Meet me out front.
-OK.

-OK.
-OK, I'll see you later.

Bye-bye.

♪♪♪

♪ Looking over here
and over there ♪

♪ Everywhere, it's still
the same old problem ♪

♪ I thought she was
going all wrong ♪

♪ Well, I thought
you was doing all right ♪

[explosion]

[screaming]

[indistinct shouting
and screaming]

Bea!

Bea!

Come on, Leroy.
There's nothing here.

-Come on. Come away.
-Bea!

-Come on!
-Bea!

-Bea!
-Come on.

Ow! You should have seen him,
man.

Leroy Fisk dead.

When we hit them, we hit them.
[laughing]

Right on, brother. Right on.

He was a bad ass street fighter,
but he couldn't stay bought,

and he couldn't be tamed.
So he was no good for me.

Hey, we sure taught
high-flying Fisk not to mess

with the biggies.
Ain't it the truth?

You're a mean teacher, Logan.
[laughs]

Now that that uppity nigger
is off the streets

and is out of the way,
I want our people

back on the streets again.

And if anybody
gives them any shit,

I want to know about right away.

[doorbell]
Get the door, will you?

OK.

[indistinct conversations]

Who is it?

Hey, Logan, it's the policeman
of the year, Heineken. [laughs]

LOGAN: Hey, let him in,
let him in. [laughs]

Come on in, Heineken.

Listen, anything we can
do for you, officer?

Tickets for
the policeman's ball?

[laughter]

Or am I double-parked?
[laughing]

Yeah, it's funny.

[laughter continues]

Guys.

[laughter continues]

Let me know when you're
through with the jokes,

OK, 'cause I got some news
for your boss here.

[laughter]
What's the news, Heineken?

What's the news?

Well, it turns out the man
you had hit wasn't Leroy.

It was his brother-in-law.

And the other body in the car,
that was Leroy's wife, see.

Pregnant.

What the hell did you think
you were going to do, man?

You were going to knock
him off, and that was going

to make you a big man, right?

[scoffs] Christ.

I mean, if you can't
stand the competition,

why didn't you just pack it in?

What do you send these
two apes over there for?

What are you doing?

You just sit
your black ass down.

Now, let me tell you
something, my friend.

You got one angry son of
a bitch on the streets now.

And you're the one
who made him that way.

Are you sure it wasn't Fisk?

Maybe
your information was wrong.

Yeah, maybe so, Logan.

Only if I--if I was you,

I wouldn't go out
on the streets alone.

[clicks teeth]
You know what I mean?

[door opens]

What the hell are
you staring at?

Get your junkie ass out of here.

Well, how do we know
for sure he's looking for you?

I mean, maybe someone else
had a hard-on for him.

That smart ass nigger's too
dumb to figure anything out.

LOGAN: The only dumb nigger
around here is you, Avon.

Now there's a mad nigger
out there,

and I want him found
before he finds me.

I want every eye and every
ear looking and listening.

I want all our people
tuned into every whisper

and every--any second
they hear about it,

I want to know about it.
Now, get your asses out of here!

[gospel music]

♪ If you

♪ Get to heaven

♪ Before I do

♪ Wait for me

♪ By the pearly gates

As we commit this body
to its final resting place,

we know today
that you can look up

and take consolation in
knowing that she's not going

in the ground,
but she's standing

over there by the pearly gates,

standing there with
the one that loved her first.

Let us pray.

Oh, Father, we thank you
today for consolation

in this sad hour.

We thank you for understanding,
thank you for the comfort.

[knocking]

Well, I'm sorry,
gentlemen, but their club

doesn't open till the night.

-What do you want?
-We want to talk to you.

About your problem, Mr. Fisk.

Well, Mr. Fisk isn't here.

Well, maybe you can
tell us where he is.

Well, I'm sorry, gentlemen,
but I can't help you.

Like we said,
we're here to talk.

Now, where can we find
your friend, Mr. Fisk?

Well, like I said,
I can't help you.

Beat it out of him.

[grunting]

I think he would
rather die than tell the truth.

You listen, and you listen good.

We'll be watching all over.

And if your friend,
Mr. Fisk, shows his face,

it's gonna be boom!
We're gonna blow him away.

He's done.

Yeah.

[knocking]
-Who is it?

LEROY: Florence?

[knocking]
-Who is it?

LEROY: Florence.

Leroy!

Oh, my God.

Hello, Florence.

They told me you were dead.

No, that was Bea
and her brother.

Oh, my God.

Leroy, come in.

Thank you.

James...took me up
to, uh, his mama's house

and asked me to stay there
for a couple of days.

But, uh, well, you know me.

I-I couldn't stay
cooped up like that.

So I just got
in my car and drove.

No place in particular.

I, um...just drove.

[scoffs] I must have driven
a thousand miles or so.

And I came here.

-I don't know why.
-Come on.

Come on, sit down.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Who did this, Leroy?
And why?

[sighs]
Well, I think I know who.

And I think I know why,
but I'm not sure.

I don't know if they
think I'm dead or what.

Florence, I need a place to
hide out for a couple of days.

OK, sure.

[music playing]

Hey, everybody.
Look who's here!

Boom Boom!

Say, my man, lookie here.
I want a raw egg and a Coke.

-Yes, sir.
-[chuckles]

Ooh-wee.

You the dude?

That depends.

All right. I heard somebody
was looking for me.

Thank you, thank you.

Maybe.

For the price I heard,
this dude might have something.

Maybe he does.

This friend of mine, he's
a pool hustler, you know.

He said this dude was
willing to pay big.

Say dig,
I don't talk in fishbowls.

-Here.
-No, man.

It's too early for me.

Look, I want
somebody killed, man.

[speaks indistinctly]

Look it, I can get
more if I have to.

Then we talk.

-Oh, you can do it, then?
-Easy.

I mean, what if
it's a woman, man?

It doesn't matter to me, man.
A job is a job.

Yeah. Right on, man.

It doesn't matter to you.
[laughs]

Hey, man, maybe you
don't kill him, man.

Maybe you just, uh,
find the motherfucker.

[laughter]

Heard you've been wiring cars.

That's my specialty, man!

Shit.

Wait a minute.
I gotta go.

[grunting]

Why me?

Because you good
at wiring cars.

Cars, man, cars.

-Think, sucker! Think hard.
-It wasn't me, man.

-Think!
-It wasn't me!

Try again.
I swear it wasn't me.

A car you worked on a couple
of weeks ago in an alley.

A couple of weeks ago,
I was in Miami.

-Try again, sucker!
-It wasn't me, man.

-[grunts]
-[shouts indistinctly]

-I say think!
-Ow!

[grunting] Hey, man,
you're making a mistake.

-You're not thinking, Boom Boom.
-You're making a mistake.

You got me mixed up
with another car man.

[shouting indistinctly]

Leave me alone!

[grunting]

Look, man, I swear, man.
It wasn't me.

We going for a swim, baby.

No! No!

[grunting]

[shouts indistinctly]

[grunting]

Aah! You're making a mistake!

You're gonna die!

-No, I wasn't there.
-You weren't there?

You weren't?

I swear, I swear! I swear.
I swear.

I swear to you. Aah!

[yelling] I swear!
I swear to you!

I swear to you! I swear!

I swear! I swear!

I swear to you! Aah!

-[grunting]
-[wailing]

-Help me.
-Hey, get away.

Please, help me.

Please.

Help me.

[shouts indistinctly]

Where did he go?!
What did you tell him?!

-Where's that room?
-Please help me.

You lying, Boom Boom?

I swear to you,
I wouldn't lie to you.

Was a big, tall,
black dude just here?

Hey, man! Come on.

I'm gonna be into you,
Boom Boom.

[yelling indistinctly]

Aah! [moaning]

[moaning]

[music playing]

Uh, beer.

You're the dude
looking for Earl?

Might be.

I'm Sherry.

Rest your ass.

Beside me,handsome.

How come you knew that
I was looking for Earl?

You been talking to people.

I know people.

Yeah, well, where
can I find him?

What do you want to
mess with that trash for?

He got my sister pregnant.

Ooh! [laughs]

I didn't know you
could do it with spit.

Yeah, well, I tricked
with that honky once.

He didn't pay,
and he didn't act nice.

Hey, look, Mama.
You know, I gots my money,

and I pays for what I wants.

Oh, what do you want, lover?

Huh?

Nice, huh?

I wear no bra.

Hey, baby, I got one thing
on my mind right now.

Now, where can I find
Mr. Charlie?

Maybe I'll tell you.

Maybe I won't.

I got one thing
on my mind, like I said.

Now, you tell me
where I can find Earl,

or I'll squeeze
this dried prune off.

OK. OK.

Look at me, bitch.

Shacks up with a Chicana.

Hotel Washington.

[shouting in Spanish]

[grunting]

Come on. Come on.

I didn't touch your car.

-[shouts indistinctly]
-The truth?

The hell you didn't!

We got some talking to do, Earl.

Let me get my pants.

You'll get your pants, baby.
Stuffed!

Now talk!

[dog barking in distance]

Talk!

It was Boom Boom.
He wired the car.

Boom Boom?

A squirrely guy.
He does odd jobs for Logan.

Huh?!

I tell you, he's not
right in the head.

You're lying.

I'm not lying.

[woman shouting indistinctly]

[screaming]

[helicopter whirring
in distance]

What are we doing here?

We're here for the early show.

What are you doing?
What are you doing?

Son of a bitch. Aah!

Just making you
a little more comfortable.

-For what?
-Son of a bitch!

[shouts indistinctly]
Son of a bitch.

You and your pals
killed my family.

No, no, Fisk. Like I told you,
it was Boom Boom.

He's a crazy!

Let me out of here.

Why would a crazy want
to do something like that, huh?

Crazies don't need reasons.
That's why they're crazy.

What are you doing,
you son of a bitch?!

-Let me out of here!
-Your hands are clean.

Your hands are clean,
right, Earl?

Right!
Let me out of here, you--

-And Logan's as innocent-- hey!
-You son of a bitch!

-Logan's as innocent as--
-Let me out of here!

It was Logan's orders.

Something for
your listening pleasure.

Let me out.

Orders!
It was Logan's orders!

It was Logan's orders!

Oh, no, don't do it! Please!
Don't!

Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it, you son of a bitch!

Let me out of here!

Let me out of here, Fisk!
Give me a break!

-You want a break, Earl?
-Give me a break!

Give me a break.
Give me a break.

[explosion]

That looks good.
[exhales deeply]

Is it your day off,
or are you lost?

[laughs]

[laughs] No, man.
I'm not lost.

I was-- I was looking
for Leroy Fisk.

He isn't here.

No, I did hear about that.
That was too bad.

I just wondered, though, maybe
if you happen to run into him,

you might tell him that
I'll give him Logan

in exchange for, um,
something else.

What's this something else?

Well, he'll know what it is.
OK?

Well, if I happen
to run into him,

I'll see that he
gets your message.

I appreciate it.
I'll see you later.

Oh. Oh, God.

Do you plan on moving, or do
you rent this particular spot?

No, I was--
I was just wondering

if you fuck around at all.

White trash.

[chuckles] White trash?

[laughing] They don't say
white trash anymore.

Hey, baby, look.

Tell him to be careful.

And thank you
for looking after him.

OK.

[music playing]

[clinking]

Hey, ¿qué pasa?

Disappointed in you, fool.

Hey, what the hell
you want me to do, man?

You ain't bringing me nothing,
fool.

I can't bring you
what's not there, man.

Ay, caramba!
Don't be a smart ass, fool.

Hey, man!
My arm hurts like shit!

-That's your problem.
-Hey. Hey, man--

Now, I know, you know,
and the street knows

that Logan's pink finger
is under every deal

that comes along.

Hey, man, that don't
mean that I'm in there.

You better be.

-Huh?
-Hey, look, OK, man.

He's up to his ass, man,
in hock to Ingo, OK?

Ay, man.

And Ingo, man, he's--
he's leaning heavy.

Hey, look, why the hell--
if you want him, man,

why don't you get him, man?
Why you rat me out?

Hey! Hey, man!

'Cause I don't
want him just yet.

I want him to
sweat a little bit.

Hey, man.

I want to strike fear
into his heart.

Now, you think hard and you
tell me what you got for me.

Ah. Let me see.

Oh, I know, man.

I can give you Avon.

Avon, yeah, man.
You need him.

-I'm listening.
-Look, man.

Avon, he's a cocka, you know.

He don't let a day go by
without getting some pussy, man.

That's worth exactly nothing.

Now, you better come up
with something

and come up with it quick,
or every day for a week

I'm gonna smash up
one of your soft toes.

Hey, come on, man.

And if you keep on
disappointing Fisk,

I'm gonna rearrange
your plumbing

so that you piss out your mouth.

Oh, man.

Now, you take this number.

When you get something,
you call me.

And, Boom...

you better guard
this number with your life.

OK. OK.

OK, man.

I'll get something for you, OK?

Something.

You better.

Kidney machines cost.

[speaking Spanish]

[clattering in distance]

Ginger?

GINGER: In a minute.

Now.

[crying]

[continues crying]

I hid your goodies.

Ah. Just a little
something to relax me.

That's all you need, huh?

Sure. Sure.
That's all I need.

That's all you
ever need, right?

Where'd you hide it, honey?

I think you want that horse
more than you want me.

Of course not.

Where is it?!

Please.

Get me a junkie chick.

Oh! Please.

Don't...talk like that.

Now you're getting to
be a pain in the ass.

I ought to boot you out of here.

I know what my man wants.

Yeah. Sure.

[sniffling] Yeah.

He sure as hell
knows what you want.

He's spiteful.
What'll you do for him?

Anything! Anything.

Yeah, yeah.
Anything is right.

-Anything.
-Anything is right.

Please!

Anything! Aah!

Get out of here. You're
beginning to turn my stomach.

-Please.
-And I said get out!

Aah! Aah! No!

Aah! Aah!

[grunting]

[music playing]

[speaks indistinctly]

Get at you later, huh?

[speaks indistinctly]

You got to help me, Boom Boom.

What are you doing here?

Can you help me?

I'm calling Hart!

Hey, man.
My ass is shredded.

-No.
-Be cool.

He threw me out!
He threw me out! [sobbing]

[all speaking at once]

Help me, Boom Boom!
Boom Boom!

Oh, shit.

Come on, man.

[speaks indistinctly]

OK? OK. Come on, baby.

Aah! Ay.

Come on. Come on, come on.

Look, Okay.

-Hey, Larry.
-Hey, man.

I don't got any, man.

No, hey, wait, wait.

I got to have these
things today, man.

I got a problem, OK?

Hey, look, man, I got
a problem, god damn it!

OK, look.

[grunts]

Please, honey.
Will you take me back?

I'll cut down on the stuff.
I swear it.

Heineken, you believe it?

Why did Boom Boom tell you?

I was all tore up.

I was mad.

And Boom Boom, he started
talking crazy, you know?

Fix talk.

Keep talking.

Anyway, Boom Boom
said I shouldn't worry

because Fisk would
take care of you

just like he took care of Earl.

I buy it.

What I don't like is it sounds
like he's got some smarts.

Son of a bitch.

What-- what about me?

You?

For you, this don't
change a damn thing.

Avon, get her out of here.

Let's go.

Basically she's
got a heart of gold.

You should marry that girl,
you know that?

[indistinct conversation]

Hey, Boom Boom.

[indistinct conversation
continues]

Boom Boom!

Hey, ¿qué pasó?

Logan wants to see you.

Hey, tell Logan I'm busy, OK?

Is that what you
want me to tell Logan?

[indistinct conversation
continues]

Wait a minute. OKAY?
Wait, wait, wait.

OK, just wait.
Meet me here in an hour, OK?

Look, just one hour, all right?
All right.

I don't know explanation, OK?
OK? Work for this.

BOOM BOOM: What's he want to
see me about, man?

-Can't you see--
-MAN: He gives me orders.

-I don't ask him any questions.
-BOOM BOOM: God damn, you see

what I'm letting get passed me,
man?

This better be
very well important.

MAN: I'm sure it will be, baby.

[music playing]

Out.

Ginger talked.

Where's Fisk?

-Hey, man, I--
-Oh, I don't want to ask again.

I peeped your game.

Now you're going to
clean yourself up.

-Hey, look--
-Let me play with Boom Boom.

No, no.
I wouldn't lie to you, man.

-Let's hear it.
-I wouldn't lie to you.

Now, where is the tar baby?

He's with some bing chick, man.

I got a number
in my wallet, man.

That he's staying with,
that's all.

-What number?
-It's in my wallet, you know?

-Let me see it.
-It's in my wallet.

-Is this it?
-That's it right there, man.

You know I wouldn't lie to you.

I could check this out, man,
you know.

-I know, I know.
-If you're lying--

Would I lie to you?
Huh? I wouldn't lie.

Let's go.

Come on, give me
the wallet, please.

Thank you.

That's all you want
to talk to me about?

Hey.

[music playing]

No! No!

No! No! OK.

[shouting indistinctly] No!

No! Hey, man!

No! No! No!
[shouting in Spanish]

No! No! No! No!

No, I don't want to die!

[screaming]

[machinery squeaking]

[keys clatter]

Well, hello, you black bitch.

Who are you?

Police.

And what are you doing here?

Fisk been hiding out here?

I can see now why he got
his dead wife so quick.

You've got a filthy mind.

And you got a big mouth.

Where's Fisk?

Who's Fisk?

He's the boy that
gave you something

to keep warm, remember?

A little notebook, black cover.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Where's that book?

I said I don't know what--

You're a smart ass bitch,
aren't you?

We're gonna see about that.

You know what else
we're gonna do?

We're gonna see what Leroy
finds... [speaks indistinctly]

Aah! Aah! Oh!

Aah! [crying]

[slapping]

Leroy!

Leroy! Leroy!

Aah! Aah!

[slapping continues]
-Aah!

-[grunts]
-Aah!

[grunting]

Bitch.

You're not gonna
get away with it.

We're going for a ride!

[music playing]

Hey, I didn't have anything
to do with that car business.

-Just shut up.
-Will you listen to me?

I said shut up!

Man, you know what Logan's
gonna do to you when

he finds out about this, huh?

I love to hear pigs squeal.

Hey, what are you doing?

What are--what are you doing,
man? What is this?

God, Fisk, it wasn't my fault.

Will you listen to me,
god damn it?

[laughing]

Come on, man.
Get me down, will you?

Hey, hey. It's a bird.

-It's a plane. It's Superman!
-All right, man.

You had your big laugh, right?
Now, get me down!

What time do cops
come in here in the morning?

5:00 AM, Monday morning.

You have all weekend
to think about your shit.

No, no.
What are you talking about?

What you talking about, man?
I'll freeze to death.

You can't do this!

[laughs] Oh. Hey, Dan.

Here's that little black book
you was looking for, Heineken.

Look, man,
will you listen to me?

Will you listen to me a minute?!

Look, you can't
leave me hear, man.

-I can't?
-You can't do it.

[laughs] You got a little
surprise coming, Heineken.

No, man.
Look, I'm gonna freeze to death.

-Be cool, Heineken!
-Fisk, wait.

Yeah!

You gotta get me
down from here, man.

I'm gonna freeze to--
Come back here, you bastard!

[laughs]

Fisk!

Come back!

You son of a fucking bitch!

I'll kick your ass!

I'll kick your fucking ass!

[music playing]

[phone rings]

Yeah?

It's Avon.

[door creaking]

Mr. Ingo, Logan will
not bug you anymore.

I wasted him for you.

And I did it in a very
sophisticated manner.

I tricked him.

I wined him, I dined him,
took him to a disco.

We were having a lot of fun.

And then I killed him.

Good.
You're number one, Avon.

Number one?

[laughs] All right!
Thank you, Mr. Ingo.

All right.
Mm, number one.

You should have seen
the look on his face.

And he thought Iwas dumb.

I'm busy, Avon.

Oh.

Excuse me, Mr. Ingo.

Relax.

Go out to the pool.
Have a drink.

All right. Thank you, sir.

All right.

Give me a scotch.

Matter of fact,
make that a double scotch.

[laughs] Thank you, my man.

[laughs] Yes, indeed.
Times will get better!

Times will be all right!

This is Ingo.

Tell Leroy I've got Logan.

625 Coast Highway.

[music playing]

It's Leroy.
Tell Ingo I'm here.

[phone clatter]

[door creaks]

Ingo's upstairs.

[waves crashing]

[music playing]

Where's Logan?

I took care of Logan for you.

Now you're number one
on the street.

I'm backing you.

We're partners.

[chuckling]

You took care of Logan?

[chuckles]

And you took care of Avon.

And you took care of Fleichman.

And you took care of Fletch.

You took care of Bea.

[grunting]

[gunshot]

[music playing]

WOMAN [VOICEOVER]: I love you!

And I don't want
you to get hurt.

INGO [VOICEOVER]: Now you're
number one on the streets.

WOMAN [VOICEOVER]: I love you!
And I don't want you--

LOGAN [VOICEOVER]:
Got a name, boy?

MAN [VOICEOVER]: But you
gotta fight, fight, fight.

And keep on fighting.

[crowd cheering,
voices overlapping]

WOMAN [VOICEOVER]: I love you!

MAN [VOICEOVER]:
Got a name, boy?

[voices overlapping]

MAN [VOICEOVER]: But you
gotta fight, fight, fight.

And keep on fighting.

LEROY [VOICEOVER]:
I thought I had got there.

I thought Leroy Fisk
was gonna be somebody.

MAN [VOICEOVER]: Be somebody!

LEROY [VOICEOVER]: Be somebody!

MAN [VOICEOVER]: Be somebody!

[shouting]

[shouting continues]

[shouting continues]

[music playing]