Rooftops (1989) - full transcript
T, as most of his friends, lives in a self-constructed 'house', built on top of an old building in the city. Their one passion is 'combat'. Combat is a dance/streetfight during which the contestants try to push each other out of the arena, while not allowed to actually touch each other. When drugdealers move into the neighbourhood and kill T's best friend he embarks on a mission to eradicate the drug-presence in the neigbourhood. His friends are reluctant to help though, knowing what happened to T's friend when he crossed them.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
BLADE: It looks like shit.
You're in the wrong
neighborhood, cockroach.
Goddamn you.
MAN: Oh, give him the can,
Blade.
MAN: Better be careful, Blade.
[CHUCKLES]
BLADE: I want your pretty coat,
cockroach.
MAN: Yeah, that coat's cool,
man.
MAN: Give up the coat,
cockroach.
SQUEAK: Go to hell.
[GROANS]
MAN: Oh, sick.
[TRAIN HONKING]
I hope the train doesn't get
that little bastard.
There he is. I want his ass.
Let's get him.
Yeah, now.
MAN: Hey, come on.
[MUSIC - ETTA JAMES AND DAVID
STEWART, "AVENUE D"]
[SINGING] Everywhere you look on
the Avenue D is a crackhead.
Mothers and daughters, fathers
and sons,
they're all doing bad.
The alphabet city-- what a pity,
how trouble like that could be.
Oh, ain't no sunny side to the
street on Avenue D.
Stoned to the bone.
On Avenue D, stoned to the bone.
Avenue D, stoned to the bone.
Oh, shit!
[MUSIC - ETTA JAMES AND DAVID
STEWART, "AVENUE D"]
[SINGING] On Avenue D, stoned to
the bone.
Might look like fun and people
want
to run their vice on a rampage.
Round and round and round we
go, and I'm talking
to people with the money, huh?
All right, baby.
Five in reds you win.
Five in heads and 20 will get
you 40.
Here we go, handsome.
[MUSIC - ETTA JAMES AND DAVID
STEWART, "AVENUE D"]
[SINGING] Husband and wives,
drugs and knives,
messing up each other's lives.
Oh, it's a one way ticket down a
dead end street on Avenue D.
Stoned to the bone.
On Avenue D, stoned to the bone.
Fucking tragedy.
MAN: We're going to get him,
right?
BLADE: Hurry up!
Down here.
I'm going to find him and cut
his balls off.
[COUGHING] Come on, man.
Hurry up.
Oh, shit.
Blade?
BLADE: Shut up!
There's the little bastard.
You're dead, cockroach.
You're dead!
Help me!
MAN: Hurry up.
Come on, let's get him.
MAN: Hurry up!
BLADE: Shut up!
Come on!
I want the little bastard!
Oh, god!
[GASPING] Jesus, T.
The coat.
What?
The coat.
Come on.
I'm tired.
Me too, man.
Tough shit.
MAN: There he is on the other
roof.
Be careful, Blade.
Look at the goddamn holes.
Yeah, man, it's a long way
down.
Come on, pussies.
He's mine now.
I'm gonna cut off his nuts.
MAN: What the hell's he doing?
I'm tired.
BLADE: Shut up!
Spread out.
He's mine.
[SCREAMS]
Goddamn, are you--
[SCREAMS]
You're fucked!
You're dead!
[SCREAMS] Get up!
MAN: I can't.
My leg's fucked up.
BLADE: Get up!
MAN: Go to hell!
BLADE: Who's you talking to?
You, you big head.
BLADE: I said get the fuck up!
Gee.
Yo, Gee.
I thought I lost those punk ass,
bald,
motherfucking players down on
Avenue B. Otherwise,
I'd definitely wouldn't have
come up here,
'cause I know you get pissed off
and shit when people--
strangers come up here without
an invite.
Hey, I meant what I said, all
right?
I just came up here to see how
you are doing
and how your garden is doing.
Man, I tell you, this garden's
looking great.
You really got a green finger,
you know that?
You're pushing your luck,
Squeak.
Hey, T, I'm like a cat, seven
lives and all that.
T, you're going to go combat
tonight?
Probably.
Cool, I'll be there.
Thanks for the warning.
SQUEAK: Yo, T. Thanks, man.
[SCREAMING AND RATTLING]
Stay still.
This is my neighborhood.
Are you crazy?
Shut up!
[SCOWLS] [COUGHS]
Stand him up.
Ah!
I'm gonna take your shit and
your ugly ass outta here.
But, Lobo--
But nothing!
You've been retired.
Get him outta here.
That's a good way to get a hole
in your head.
Man didn't know it was time to
move on, T. It was
a good thing you ran into me.
We got something to talk about.
We've got nothing to talk
about.
You better listen,
motherfucker.
I'm expanding, T.
Well, I told you before, I'm
not interested.
Oh, I think you will be,
neighbor.
Let him go.
He'll find out soon enough.
[STREET CHATTER]
[STREET CHATTER CONTINUES]
MARTINEZ: I told you, I don't
want you here.
SQUEAK: Look, Martinez.
I don't want to fight with you,
OK?
This is my mom's place.
I'm her son.
This is where I stay.
Not no more.
God!
Hey, you got no authority over
me here, man,
because this ain't your place.
This is my mom's place, and she
doesn't even
want you here anymore.
She just doesn't know how to get
rid of you.
We'll see. Come here.
Come here. - Get off.
Who the hell do you think
you're talking to?
You little, no good, pain in the
ass.
[GROANS] - Let go!
Gah!
- You get out. - Get off!
Stay out!
Don't--
Don't come back again.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
35.
40.
35.
[MUSIC - EURYTHMICS, "REVENGE
[PART II]"]
[CHATTER]
Yo, Bones, I found that
headlight frame.
You can lose the tape, man.
You're all right, T.
MAN: How you doing, T?
[WHISTLING]
[MUSIC - EURYTHMICS, "REVENGE
[PART II]"]
[SINGING] Revenge is so sweet.
[SINGING] Watch out, watch out.
[SINGING] I'm ma gonna blow your
mind.
[SINGING] Hey, watch out.
Watch out.
[SINGING] I'm ma watch your
string unwind.
Bet you strong and I bet you
slow.
Better not say what you don't
know.
Don't say I didn't tell so.
Hey, sweetness.
Hey, baby.
I've got my man.
It's OK, bro.
SQUEAK: Hey, looking fine
tonight.
How you doing?
Hey, what you doing, man?
Get outta here.
Hey, baby.
How you doing?
- OK, pipsqueak. - Hey, listen.
Maybe we'll get together later.
Yeah, in about 10 years.
Long time no see, T.
Not long enough.
Hey, Glen.
You still trying to play this
game?
Hey.
Sky, I was just busting on you,
man.
You're Larry Bird.
You're Michael Jordan.
You're a sucker.
[CHUCKLES]
Man, I wish these nights would
last forever.
Hey, that babe Amber's with is
seriously hot.
Huh, bro?
Mhm, she's sending some serious
smoke signals over here.
T: Yeah.
She's sending them to me or you?
Probably me.
What's your take on it?
I got more ladies than I can
handle.
Thanks.
It's time to get it all on,
T-bone.
I've been waiting for you.
Yeah?
Well, wait some more, Kadim.
[CHEERING, CHATTER, EGGING ON]
Hey, T-- I got my money on T.
[CONTINUED EGGING ON AND
CHEERING]
- Yo, are they going to fight? -
What?
Are they going to fight?
Well, it's kind of like
fighting.
What do you mean kind of?
Well, see, the guy who forces
the other guy off the platform
without touching them wins.
[CHEERING]
Yo, T!
Get him, T! - Yeah!
[MUSIC - CHARLIE WILSON,
"STRETCH"]
[SINGING] Stretch your body up
against the wall.
Stretch your body, there's no
time to fall.
Come on!
Get him, man.
[MUSIC - CHARLIE WILSON,
"STRETCH"]
[SINGING] Stretch your body up
against the wall.
Stretch your body, there's no
time to fall.
[SINGING] Scratching around in
in the gutter,
looking for pieces of bread.
He said, wanna see a fucking
meal?
Then you better shift your ass.
You better stretch--
[SINGING] Stretch your body up
against the wall.
Stretch your body, there's no
time to fall.
[BOOING AND SCREAMING]
What are you doing?
Foul, man.
Stop!
[MUSIC - CHARLIE WILSON,
"STRETCH"]
[SINGING] Crack down in the
alley ways,
smack down on the floor.
A hot out on the rooftops and
you can't take no more.
Fighting for survival in the
streets that we diseased.
And they're gonna rival in a New
York City street.
Get him, baby.
[CHEERING]
[MUSIC - CHARLIE WILSON,
"STRETCH"]
[SINGING] Stretch.
[SINGING] Stretch you body,
there's no time to fall.
[SINGING] Stretch.
[SINGING] Stretch your body.
Hee-yah!
[COLLECTIVE WOW]
[CHEERING]
Hey, listen, T. Hey, I meant to
tell you.
I seen these Brazilians just
doing combat,
except it ain't called combat.
It's called something else and
it's different.
Yeah, different how?
Well, it's just--
damn, I can't explain it.
Except it's bad, man.
Real bad.
So show me, Squeak.
It's sort of like this.
All right.
Yo, let's see what you got, Mo.
I'm gonna take you to school.
[MUSIC - LONDONBEAT, "DROP"]
[SINGING] It knocks me to my
knees.
Fire down below.
[GROANING]
Oh, man, you are getting in my
face.
[LAUGHTER]
[MUSIC - LONDONBEAT, "DROP"]
[SINGING] Cry me up a river.
Move me on the track.
Once you get that beat
a-rolling,
there won't be no turning back.
Whoa, whoa.
Drop beat.
[POLICE SIRENS WHIRRING]
Hey, come on, you kids.
Break it up. Let's go.
Break it up.
Come on, Elana.
It's time to pull.
POLICE OFFICER: Hey, we're
getting too many
complaints about the noise.
Come on, party's over.
Get out of here.
Break it up.
ELANA: Living on a rooftop?
This is crazy.
AMBER: Yo, Elana, don't bust on
my crib.
Your crib is a pigeon coup.
But why?
Why not?
Great view, low rent, plenty of
light--
just what everybody in the city
wants.
But is it what you want?
Hey, it's the best I can do for
now.
Besides, it's mine and up here
nobody bugs me.
SQUEAK: Yo, T. Some suckers left
their scaffold behind.
Man, it's like my own Sistine
Chapel.
You think this is a good
rooftop?
Good for what?
A crib.
A crib for who?
Mayor Koch.
Me, man.
No, let's go.
Hey, why not?
Talk to me.
You got a home.
All right, you stay with me till
you work it out.
I'm afraid it's unworkable at
home.
Squeak.
You be sure, Squeak?
I am.
[SIGHS]
You go ahead.
I got stuff to do.
AMBER: Hey.
Wanna go to Ray's?
Uh, no.
I'm not that hungry.
Oh, not for pizza anyway.
Hey, listen.
I thought we talked about that.
- I know.
I know.
I guess I just keep forgetting
it's over, that's all.
Ah-- [CHUCKLES] ah, look, um,
it's cool.
No regrets, T.
No regrets.
Go ahead, it's cool.
No regrets, shit!
Wait.
Wait, I wanna talk to you.
Last warning, hands off.
How come, huh? How come?
You're not my type.
Your tits are like, hey, I
wanna shag 'em.
Fuck off!
Shit.
You're not my type either.
Ah, you should have said
something.
I was about to.
Can you walk?
[MOANS] It's other activities
I'm worried about.
Thought-- I thought you were
that wino.
Yeah, yeah.
[GROANS] I guess I'll survive.
So what did you want anyway?
Uh, nothing.
I just saw you walking in the
same direction I was.
Oh, are you getting the train?
No, I'm going to Club West, up
the street.
You been there?
No.
Well, uh, this is me.
Well, you catching the train?
Yeah.
So?
Take it easy.
You too.
[CLAPS] Damn, man.
Hey!
You looking for me?
[MUSIC - TROUBLE FUNK, "KEEP
RUNNIN'"]
[SINGING] Keep running.
Don't look back.
Don't look back, keep running.
Thank you.
[MUSIC - TROUBLE FUNK, "KEEP
RUNNIN'']
[SINGING] Keep running.
So--
You know--
[CHUCKLES]
Go ahead.
How do you know Amber?
We used to live in the same
neighborhood
until her grandmother died a few
years ago,
and she moved over her with her
mom.
It's the first time I've seen
her since.
What?
This is the first time I've
seen her since.
You know her well?
Um, well, I see her around the
neighborhood.
You ever been to her place?
Her place?
Yeah.
It's really something, huh?
A rooftop.
Yeah, right?
So, uh, how come you're in this
neighborhood?
Work in a restaurant.
Oh, yeah?
Which one?
You dance?
Sure.
I'm not talking about that
combat stuff.
Me either.
I wouldn't wanna take your
money.
[MUSIC - PAT SEYMOUR, "FREEDOM"]
[SINGING] Freedom.
Freedom.
Freedom-- freedom to travel and
to protest,
in such a remote place.
Freedom-- freedom to travel and
to protest.
It's unbelievable when you're
living like this
and you think you're gonna step
away.
What are you gonna stand when
you're losing everyday
and you're never gonna get away.
[CHANTING] Freedom, freedom,
freedom, freedom.
[CHANTING] Freedom, freedom.
[SINGING] Freedom-- freedom to
travel.
[SINGING] Freedom.
[SINGING] Freedom-- freedom to
travel.
[SINGING] Freedom.
[SINGING] Freedom-- freedom to
travel.
[SINGING] Freedom.
[SINGING] Freedom-- freedom to
travel.
[SINGING] Freedom.
[SINGING] Freedom-- freedom to
travel.
[POWER TURNS OFF, PEOPLE
COMPLAINING]
Electricity.
MAN: Yo, what's up with the
lights, man?
MAN: Yo, fix the goddamn tune!
Yeah, just when I was getting
warmed up.
[FEMALE SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
MAN: How about some juice in
here bro?
[POWER TURNS BACK ON]
MAN: All right, let's party!
Mmm, the air smells good.
Talk to me.
Hey, hold tight for one second.
Yo, Bones.
What's up, man?
I got it. excuse me, brother.
Please, can you help me out?
Yeah.
[ENGINE REVVING]
[LAUGHS]
It beats the train, and the
fare is reasonable.
Oh, yeah?
How much?
Oh, we'll have to see what the
meter says when we get there.
All right, how come I get to
wear this lovely thing?
In case it rains, your hair
won't get wet.
These things kinda scare me.
You've driven one of these
before, right?
Yeah, sure, once.
Oi.
[MUSIC - JONIECE JAMISON,
"MELTDOWN"]
[SINGING] All you gotta do just
be my babe and stay by my side.
Meltdown.
[SINGING] Oh-oh, oh-oh,
meltdown, baby.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Ooh, ooh, honey.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Feel the fire inside.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Till you're satisfied.
Meltdown, baby.
So how much do I owe you?
Um, $13 even.
Only got a token.
So, um, what do we do?
Um, meter's down to eight
bucks.
Now?
Two bucks.
I'll have to owe you.
Maybe I could drop by the
restaurant.
Uh, no.
I've got really crazy hours.
I'm in the book, though.
Yeah?
Under what?
Sengos, Angelo, A.
Sengos, Angelo, A.
Sengos, Angelo, A. Meter's down
to eight bucks.
[LAUGHS]
GIRL 1: It's stupid.
GIRL 2: You're stupid.
GIRL 1: I don't want to watch
this.
Just give it to me, OK?
Now you girls be quiet before
you wake up Papi.
He's already awake.
Ay, no wonder.
You just watched this already.
Give me the doll.
Now look what you did.
It's ugly anyway.
Hi, Papi.
Where you going?
To open the window.
What's wrong with the AC?
I am tired of artificial air.
I want to smell some real air.
[DOORBELL BUZZING]
Get the door.
You want a back rub?
[CHUCKLES] What I want is a
clean bill of health
so I can get out of this bed.
Papa, you got to relax.
How can I relax when they're
going to have me replaced?
Look, the tenants understand
you.
You're they're super, super.
You're irreplaceable.
[CHUCKLES] Yeah, replaceable.
You are.
Cousin Santiago's here.
What does he want?
Hello, Angelo.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
I heard you're not feeling so
hot, huh?
I'm feeling OK.
Huh.
Well, you look pretty good to
me,
even though it's been a while.
Papa, I've gotta go to work.
I don't want to be late.
Can I give you a lift?
Elana has grown into some kind
of woman.
Oh, yeah, Tio, [SPEAKING
SPANISH]..
If I can help out in any way
during this difficult time,
you let me know, all right?
Huh?
It's good to see you again.
Mira, you shouldn't have come
here.
Hey, I'm family.
You haven't been family in
years.
So maybe now's the time to
bring us all closer.
[MUSIC - KISSES FROM THE
KREMLIN, "LOVING NUMBER ONE"]
[STREET CHATTER]
Hey, ooh, ma'am.
Please--
Well, look who it is.
I told you doing card tricks on
the street wouldn't be enough.
Hey, hotness.
Hey, babe.
Wanna have some fun?
Mhm, you bet.
I can't talk to you now, honey.
Jimmy's coming back soon.
You still staying with him?
He's been real good to me
lately.
Mama, Jimmy's about used you
up.
Can't you see that?
Go on now, Amber. Go on.
Go on.
Let's-- wait, let's go to
breakfast or something,
I'll buy.
My, my, what a happy little
scene.
It's nice to see you back,
Amber.
I ain't back.
She was leaving, Jimmy.
Don't rush off so soon, Amber.
You're looking good, baby.
Don't touch me, you little
piece of prison shit.
Mom, let's go.
She ain't going nowhere.
And you get your Black ass to
work back here on the street
or take a walk.
Mom, please.
I said, she ain't going
nowhere.
You're nothing. You're nothing.
Nothing!
JIMMY: Get lost, bitch.
Get lost!
Mom, please.
JIMMY: Move bitch, now!
I said get outta here.
Hey, baby.
What's going on?
Like you don't know, huh, tough
guy?
Know what?
WOMAN: You know what DeNato is
up to now?
MAN: Don't give a shit.
WOMAN: What, are you the man
here?
MAN: Every week, he's doing the
same shit.
WOMAN: No, this is it, man.
I saw the numbers in my dreams.
MAN: You looked around, huh?
WOMAN: No, dancing, like in a
Disney movie.
MAN: Heh, you're nuts.
You know, the hole in your head
ain't gonna help your look,
sonny.
This is my place.
Hey, it's Mr. Green Jesus
Junior.
Yo, Willy, check it out--
LOBO: Shut up.
I tried to tell me, but you--
you didn't want to listen.
And I'm telling you this is my
place.
T-- T--
T, come on.
Don't be unreasonable.
This is a big place in a prime
location.
Not big enough.
Think of the business that we
can do here.
I got no business with you.
Well, I really hate to see you
have to leave.
I'm not.
Unfortunately, you give me no
choice.
Show him the door.
[RATTLING]
Fucking asshole!
Everybody home!
What are you doing here?
Look, I can't talk to you right
now.
Don't you know what's going on
up there?
I look out, that's all.
That's all?
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Fuck you!
Stop it.
Look, just go, please.
Just--
Another kick in the balls.
Do you know him?
Well, you better make sure he
stays out of the way.
What was he doing here?
Living up in the water tower
like a bat or rat or something.
Yo, T, my main man, what's
going on?
- Nothing. - Hey, listen.
My boy is working a restaurant
today.
We can go lunch out.
No, I'm not hungry.
Hey, T, come on.
This is good food, man, not
dumpster like.
- Yo, Squeak. - Hey, come on.
You need the three squares.
Let's go.
Get in your room. Get in your
room.
Go ahead, go.
I'll take care of him.
Comes down, pisses himself,
comes downstairs,
causes trouble.
He gets confused.
This is hotel, not nursing
home.
Once more, he's out.
KADIM: All right, let's get you
cleaned up, Dad.
[GROANS] You're feeling pretty
solid.
What you been-- working out?
Yes.
Oh, no.
It's the two day locust.
[CHUCKLES]
Hey, after all the work I did
for you guys?
Yeah, would have been cheaper
to pay someone
to feed you, man.
Bullshit.
Hey, this my buddy T, Hosea.
Hi.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Hey, come on, T.
What is this?
[SPEAKING SPANISH],, a Latin
shit.
No, no, no, I mean this.
This is what I was trying to
tell you about.
It's, uh-- hey, Ote, what do you
call this dance?
Capoeira.
Yeah, capoeira.
See that wall?
I painted that.
It's nice.
What's it mean, capoeira?
The slaves in Brazil, hundreds
of years
ago, they need something to
protect themselves
but they were being watched all
the time,
so they came up with this.
They made it look like a dance,
so they're masters wouldn't
know what they were doing.
It's like combat, but better.
Don't be fooled by the dance
music, man.
These guys, they'll kick your
head off.
Down-- the jumbos, man.
That's all I got.
Four, four, two, four, five.
- Those jumbos. - There's my
bread.
This is all I got, man.
I want my stuff.
Come on.
One, two, three.
--what's going on, man.
- Yo, mira, mira, mira. - I want
my stuff.
[INTERPOSING VOICES] - Let go of
my stuff.
Man, I spend all this money.
What the hell?
[INTERPOSING VOICES]
Read my lips.
[INTERPOSING VOICES]
205, man.
205, man.
[SIGHS] Goddammit.
Oh, damn, man.
Who the fuck did this?
T, who did it?
We'll break your fucking heads.
Don't worry about it, Squeak.
Don't worry about it?
Look at this mess, man.
Leave me alone.
But, T, look at this place.
[YELLS] Get out of here!
SQUEAK: Damn it, T. Look at that
shit.
Goddamn, Lobo.
Shut up.
SQUEAK: Jesus, T.
SQUEAK: Jesus, T.
They're all set-up, Lieutenant,
like they've been
in business for months.
Same set-up?
Yeah, same old shit.
Lobo's the man down here now.
Not if I can help it.
Not a bad day.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
The hours are long, but you get
used to it.
Hungry?
If you got something on your
mind, let's have it.
Look, did you have to kick him
out?
Listen.
If you got some sort of
attachment to that kid
and it's going to interfere with
your work,
this arrangement ends right now.
Mira.
Hey, I'm talking to you.
You got something going with
this kid?
That's good.
Because he's a nobody and I
don't want my cousin
hanging out with nobodies.
I'm glad that we've got this
chance to help
out your family-- our family.
But don't ever again question
what I do.
Understand?
Yeah.
Good.
SQUEAK: This some serious shit,
man.
Oh, the best thing T could do
was to get his ass out of there
and move on.
You don't get it, do you?
His whole life been moving on,
man.
Ain't no goddamn thing we could
do for him anyway.
OFFICER RIVERA: Hey, kid.
I told you before, knock it off.
Not a good idea right now.
Stay down and shut up.
Enjoy the show.
Handcuff him if he gives you any
more trouble.
Get them inside and hold.
Come on.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Jesus, please.
Get out.
Get out right now.
Come on, get your ass-- hurry
up.
[WHISTLING]
Dump it.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
No, put it down.
Where you going? - All right,
all right.
Take it easy.
[SPEAKING SPANISH] Now don't
tell me.
New York's finest, right?
Yeah.
Take it easy down there.
That's not a gun in my pocket.
I'm just happy to see you.
OFFICER: Police, don't move.
Hey, what's going on?
They flushed it.
Dammit!
Take him in any way.
We'll question him as long as we
can.
Let's go, kid.
Hey, now watch the hair, all
right?
--that's the shit.
Yeah, I know.
MAN: Got Chinese yesterday.
Meet you at Tony's.
All right, let's go.
Low bridge, coming through.
Easy on the suit.
My mom just pressed it.
OFFICER: Needs to look for it.
MAN: Yeah.
All right, in.
All right.
[POLICE SIREN WARRING]
Mira, mira.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
She was here to see me.
See what she knows.
All right.
Lobo's like a bad disease, man.
You let him get too close and
he'll infect you.
It's not like I invited him to
move in.
He doesn't need an invite, not
for your place
or anybody else's.
If you help me out now and then,
maybe we could find the cure.
[CHUCKLES]
Get out of here.
You gonna let him walk?
He's not involved in this shit.
He just happened to live here.
Yeah, maybe he's a runaway.
Kids don't run away from one
home
to build another on a rooftop
without good reason.
[LAUGHS] Like what?
Their parents wouldn't let them
us the car?
Like parents who can't care or
don't
want to care for their kid, so
they throw their kid out.
If you're that kid, where do you
go?
I wanna talk, that's all.
Get out of here.
Listen, I just want to tell you
that Lobo thinks
that you set up the bust.
I just want to talk with you.
T, dammit!
You know, you and your scumbag
friend, Lobo,
got a bad fucking habit inviting
themselves
in other people's homes.
Look asshole.
I'm just trying to keep you from
getting hurt.
Hey, you worry about yourself,
asshole.
Nobody's going to get hurt as
much as you are.
Look, Lobo thinks you set up
the bust.
It's not my style, not that it
breaks my heart either.
Yeah, well, you should get out
of here.
No, you should get out of here.
You better go back to work, so
you can support your habit.
I got no habit.
Oh, no?
Then what do you do it for then?
It's for my family who's got
bills coming out of their ears
after my father's heart attack.
Mhm, break out the violins and
handkerchiefs.
Fuck you!
You wouldn't know about family,
would you?
I know there are other ways
than working for Lobo.
Oh, yeah, what?
Waiting on tables for 3.75 an
hour ain't gonna pay the bills.
Wouldn't that be easier on your
father's heart condition
than you getting busted?
If you got all the answers, how
come you're living here?
Look, just go, OK?
Just leave me alone.
Go on.
And stay away from Lobo.
Yeah, you too.
And don't worry about me.
The damn door is stuck.
T: You gotta push on it.
ELANA: I Did.
You try it.
Watch out.
What the hell?
[LOUD BANG AND GLASS SHATTERING]
[MAN LAUGHING]
Come on!
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING, FIRE
CRACKLING]
Just give me your hand.
Oh, my god.
Take it easy, we'll get down.
That's it.
[SCREAMS]
I got you.
Hold on, hold on. Bring your
legs--
Can you help me?
Bring your legs in.
Come on.
Get up.
Hold on to that.
ELANA: Oh, shit, I'm scared.
Easy.
I ain't going down.
T: Hold on, hold on.
I got you down.
Let me just--
I'm scared.
T: OK, here we go.
Nice and easy.
I don't know.
That's it.
Find the side with your feet.
Can you feel it? ELANA: Yes.
Nice--
My other foot--
We'll go nice and slow like
this.
Don't be--
[SCREAMS]
T, are you OK?
[GROANS]
ELANA: Ah!
Yeah.
It's OK. Here we go.
ELANA: I'm scared. I'm scared.
You're fine. Just stay calm.
OK.
Hold on tight.
Here we go. - [SCREAMS]
I got you.
Hold on.
Hold on, I got you.
Just hold on to me.
That's it.
Here we go.
Just keep going, just like this.
OK.
Feel the pole with your feet.
You're almost down.
That's it.
That's it.
Good.
You're safe. You're fine.
You're down.
There you go.
[COUGHING]
Damn, you OK?
T, what happened?
It was Lobo, wasn't it?
Fucking scumbag!
AMBER: Oh god!
ELANA: Is there someplace we can
take him?
We'll get him!
Look, we got to take him--
- Leave him alone! - Why?
He's in trouble with Lobo.
You were working for Lobo!
You were working for Lobo?
We have to get that scumbag!
Don't be a fool, Squeak!
[DISCO MUSIC PLAYING, CLAPPING
AND CHEERING]
Move out.
Just take a seat.
This is an exhibition.
You want to combat, go back to
the street.
What's the matter?
Afraid I might make you look
bad?
Come on.
Go home while you're still
able.
Shit, let's see how bad you
are.
Sloppy, man.
You're drunk.
[GROANS]
CAPOEIRA INSTRUCTOR: Too much
anger.
I could have broken your back.
Go to hell.
CAPOEIRA INSTRUCTOR: You need
control, balance.
Together, not alone.
You must know your enemy.
Get him into your rhythm.
Head up.
Come on.
You rush in, I'll take your head
off.
Wait for him to come to you,
then strike.
Balance.
Too much.
Come on, try it.
Good.
Not bad.
Now try again.
Oh, yeah.
[CLAPS]
[SCREAMS]
You said he had nothing going
with that bum
and you're in his water tower.
[SPEAKING SPANISH],, he saved
my ass during the bust.
While he was burning mine.
No, he didn't--
Are you dating him?
No.
Are you?
No.
You better not be.
I better not see you with him
again.
- Santiago. - Shut up.
Just shut up!
Forth and Avenue C at 9:00 in
the morning.
And remember what I said.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
SQUEAK: Damn.
Aye, yo, that's why he should
have moved on.
Shut up, man.
KADIM: Can't fuck with Lobo.
T?
T?
Give it up, man.
Come and get it, cockroach.
Hey, give him the coat, man.
Uh-huh, take it, big man.
Come on, take it.
Here it is.
[LAUGHS] Nah, nah, go ahead.
[SPEAKS SPANISH]
Go ahead, take that coat, bad
ass.
You didn't say, "may I?"
Now get the fuck outta here.
Come on, Squeak.
[LAUGHS]
Motherfucker!
Not so fast, cockroach.
We gotta talk.
[GASPS]
SQUEAK: No, don't let me go.
You get me up.
[LAUGHING]
Get me up.
Come on, scumbags.
Get me up, please.
I swear.
Scumbags, get me up.
Yo, B. How's the weather down
there?
Get me up!
Don't!
Want a drag?
Want a drag?
Son of a bitch.
No, you better not. SQUEAK: No.
It's bad for your health.
I don't know where T is.
Let me fucking go!
I'm-- I'm going to ask you one
more time, cockroach.
SQUEAK: Shit, help!
If you don't tell me, somebody
is going to get hurteded,
and it ain't going to be me.
[LAUGHTER]
No, no!
Get me-- no, don't let go.
Where's T?
T: Right here.
You leave him alone.
SQUEAK: Get me out, [SPEAKING
SPANISH]..
Get me up.
Shit, get me up.
Goddamned scumbag motherfuckers!
You go on down, Squeak.
I tried to be reasonable with
you, man.
You call this reasonable?
You burn me, I burn you.
When I burn you, you'll know
it.
Wrong again, T.
Yeah!
Yeah, bad son of a bitch!
[GROANS]
SQUEAK: Shit!
[GROANS] Let go.
Got off me, you bastard old man.
Yeah, get him, T, yeah.
Get-- let go!
Get off me!
Get off of me!
Damn it, get off!
Yeah, T!
Get 'em.
Get off, get off of me!
No, no!
Get 'em, go, go!
T!
You think he's dead?
If he's lucky.
Careful or you'll be next,
cockroach.
[LAUGHS]
Yeah, get off, shit.
[PANTING] Jesus!
ELANA: I'm here.
T.
Be careful.
Amber!
Help us.
What happened?
Lobo.
Well, why didn't you take him
to your place?
OK, your place is closer.
Now help us.
SQUEAK: We should have done
something to help him.
But T never wants help.
He's a Lone Ranger.
But even a Lone Ranger had that
Indian dude.
Goddammit, look at this.
[SIRENS WAILING]
Now the scumbags are sending
them right down the street.
Better there than over here.
I want it rolling.
I want to be active by tomorrow,
all right?
SQUEAK: Lobo's the one who
burned T out.
Well, you ain't setting up
around here, scumbag.
Lobo's a motherfucking scumbag
crack dealer.
Lobo's the one who burned T out.
You better get off that rooftop
and outta my sight, cockroach.
I'm gonna flatten your head!
Well, you're not gonna set up
around here, scumbag.
Man, chill out. That's--
Now, who you talking to?
Get back to work, man!
You better get your slimy ass
outta here.
Don't be a fool, homey.
You're just asking for trouble.
And you're just gonna sit here
and do nothing?
Lobo's the one who burned T out.
You could be next.
How many times do you have to
be told, man.
There's nothing we can do.
That's bullshit, man. Bullshit!
You just don't have the balls.
I've got business to take care
of.
Shit!
Take the money.
Listen, you keep--
MAN: It's cold.
Come on, take the money.
[MAN AND WOMAN ARGUING IN
SPANISH]
SPANISH]
[GLASS SHATTERS]
MARTINEZ: What the hell was
that?
Who's out there?
Stay here.
- Get away! - OK.
OK. OK.
- Move, Martinez. - OK, please.
Please, please.
Keep moving right at the front
door, man.
You're history.
- [SPEAKING SPANISH] - Go!
Back up! Keep moving!
OK.
[SPEAKING SPANISH] Please.
SQUEAK: Go!
No.
He's leaving, Mama.
He's finally out of here.
I want him to stay.
[SOBBING]
What?
I want him here.
Mama, why?
Julio, please give me that gun!
No, look what he's done to us.
Por favor, Julio.
I can't-- no.
No, no.
No.
No, Julio.
- It's all set. - Good.
We open for business in the
morning.
Get in.
Did you take care of
cockroach's place?
Yeah, solid.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Goddamn, Lobo!
He's not going to get me out of
here.
Where are you going?
Going to take care of some
things.
No, what you got to take care
of is you.
[SCOWLS] I feel OK.
Come on, get undressed.
Get back in bed.
Go on.
You stock some bonds?
No, just some stuff.
From what?
My past.
Can you show me?
No.
My father was given this after
working
five years for an oil company.
He worked offshore on the
drilling rigs.
Southern Offshore, Thomas
Eastwood, 1970, Louisiana.
Thomas Eastwood?
[CHUCKLES] Yeah.
ELANA: Mhm, your parents.
Yes, Thomas and Delores.
ELANA: Where are they?
[SCOFFS] Um, one night when I
was about six years old,
they were both drunk and arguing
and, uh,
he threw her out of the house.
He wouldn't let her come back
in.
He wouldn't let me let her in.
And, uh, it was raining and she
tried
to climb a metal rain gutter up
to the open window
on the second floor.
And she nearly made it but, uh,
she slipped and grabbed out
and touched an electrical wire.
And a couple months later, when
I was at school,
my father hung himself in our
garage.
Oh, T, I'm sorry.
Look, no more questions.
OK.
T: It was a busted-up water
tower,
you know, but I made it mine.
That bastard.
Stay away from Lobo, T. I'm
through with him.
I'm going to tell him.
Sengos, Angelo, A.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[GROANS]
I warned your, cockroach.
Come here.
Get off of my rooftop.
Oh, what's up, B?
You dissing me, homeboy.
Don't fuck around unless you
plan to use that.
I plan to give you a new
asshole,
if you don't get off my roof.
Go ahead, come on. Let's go,
cockroach.
Come on, let's see what you got.
Come on!
You're done, cockroach.
Ow!
LOBO: You're done, cockroach.
Run, but you can't hide.
You hear me?
No way out.
[PANTING]
Got you now.
T: Squeak!
Shit.
Get away.
Go on.
The gun was empty, man.
I didn't do anything!
You were gonna pull a gun on
me?
Put me down!
You're gonna dis me?
Let me go!
Just put me down, will you?
Can't let you get away with
that.
No, cockroach.
That was a big mistake.
Let me go!
I'll leave you alone.
Your last mistake.
No, no, no!
The last time you point a gun at
me.
No!
[SCREAMS]
[PANTING]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
God!
Call for an ambulance.
Did anybody see what happened to
him?
Oh, no.
[SOBBING]
[POLICE RADIOS]
[CHATTER]
[SOBBING]
No matter what I say or you
say,
you know he's going to go after
Lobo.
And when he does, he shouldn't
go alone.
[SCREAMING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Rivera, we've got a problem.
A kid from the water tower is
busting up the drug house.
Somebody gave it to us right up
the ass.
Don't move, stick man.
Split up.
You cover next door.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
T: Hey!
[GUNSHOT]
BONES: [WHISTLES]
[GROANS AND SCREAMS]
I need it, baby.
I need it, baby.
[MOANING AND PANTING] Please,
please, please.
Please.
Please.
Let go.
AMBER: Please, just a little
hit.
I hurt, baby.
Please.
I said let go.
Kadim!
OK, bitch!
[SCREAMS]
You want it back?
Take it, please.
Please take it!
Take it.
[COUGHING] Shit.
Take it, tough guy.
Take it.
Please take it.
Where you going, tough guy?
You didn't say, may I,
motherfucker!
[COUGHING]
Over here.
[GUNSHOT]
You missed again, sucker.
[GUNSHOT]
You suck, Lobo.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
Hey!
[GUNSHOT]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
ELANA: No, Santiago, stop.
Please, don't hurt him. LOBO:
Get out of the way.
- Please, Primo. - Move!
I'll do anything.
I said, get out--
ugh!
Bastard!
You son of a bitch!
You murdered Squeak!
T: Elana, no!
[GROANING]
T: Let her go, asshole.
I'm up here!
[GUNSHOT]
Not even close.
[EMPTY CLICK OF THE GUN BARREL]
Ah!
Come on.
[HEART BEATING]
Here I am, big man.
Here I am, little man.
T: Watch your step, scumbag.
What's the matter, scumbag?
No good without a gun?
[GROANS] Come on.
Come on!
Come on, punk!
Come on, asshole.
Come on!
[GROANS AND SCREAMS]
ELANA: T!
You're OK?
Yeah.
OFFICER RIVERA: It was an
accident.
He fell.
[WHISTLING]
[STREET CHATTER]
Let's see what you can do,
homeboy.
[MUSIC - JEFFREY OSBORNE,
"ROOFTOPS"]
[SINGING] You want somebody in
you life,
this could be the perfect time.
People gonna say we got no
money.
I say we don't need a dime.
Yeah, yeah.
Everybody say, yeah, yeah.
Hear the people say, won't go
spending our lives
alone living on borrowed time.
I've been crawling from dust to
dawn.
The feeling I just can't hide
for the rest of my life.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] Come on, scream from
the rooftops.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] From the rooftops of
New York City.
You want some action in your
life.
This could be the perfect time.
People gonna see your big
escape.
I say it's the perfect crime.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everybody say yeah, yeah.
Hear the people say, won't go
spending out lives in chains.
On street corners to make the
connection.
I'm gonna climb right out of
here
and scream from the rooftops.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] From the rooftops of
New York City.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] Oh, come on.
Come on.
All right.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] I'm gonna scream.
I'm gonna shout.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
Whoa, whoa.
Yeah, yeah.
Won't go spending our lives
alone.
For the feeling I just can't
hide for the rest of our lives.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] On the rooftops of New
York City.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] Oh, come on, come on.
Come on, come on.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] On the rooftops of New
York City.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] Everybody sing along.
Everybody sing my song.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah.
[SINGING] On the rooftops of New
York City.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] Everybody sing along.
Everybody sing my song.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah.
[SINGING] Come on.
Come on.
[SINGING] On the rooftops of New
York City.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah.
[MUSIC - JONIECE JAMISON,
"MELTDOWN"]
[SINGING] Do nothing-- there
ain't nothing that you can do.
See no one till the next time I
see you.
Don't say another word.
[SINGING] Yeah, there's nothing
you can say.
[SINGING] I'm on my way.
Ooh.
Don't dial that number.
I'm gonna hang up the phone.
I want to be the first to call
when you get home.
Don't pay attention--
[SINGING] To any other girls.
[SINGING] Now I'm in your world.
Ooh.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Won't you meltdown,
baby.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Ooh, honey.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Feel the fire inside.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] You know that's all
you gotta do.
You and I have the world on our
shoulders.
[SINGING] Ah-ha.
[SINGING] You and I--
you and I need to find ourselves
a place where we can hide.
Ooh.
Meltdown.
[SINGING] Don't pay attention--
[SINGING] To any other girls.
[SINGING] I'm in your world.
[SINGING] Now I'm in your world.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Ooh, baby.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] I gotta melt you down
now.
[SINGING] Cool down.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Come on, baby.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
BLADE: It looks like shit.
You're in the wrong
neighborhood, cockroach.
Goddamn you.
MAN: Oh, give him the can,
Blade.
MAN: Better be careful, Blade.
[CHUCKLES]
BLADE: I want your pretty coat,
cockroach.
MAN: Yeah, that coat's cool,
man.
MAN: Give up the coat,
cockroach.
SQUEAK: Go to hell.
[GROANS]
MAN: Oh, sick.
[TRAIN HONKING]
I hope the train doesn't get
that little bastard.
There he is. I want his ass.
Let's get him.
Yeah, now.
MAN: Hey, come on.
[MUSIC - ETTA JAMES AND DAVID
STEWART, "AVENUE D"]
[SINGING] Everywhere you look on
the Avenue D is a crackhead.
Mothers and daughters, fathers
and sons,
they're all doing bad.
The alphabet city-- what a pity,
how trouble like that could be.
Oh, ain't no sunny side to the
street on Avenue D.
Stoned to the bone.
On Avenue D, stoned to the bone.
Avenue D, stoned to the bone.
Oh, shit!
[MUSIC - ETTA JAMES AND DAVID
STEWART, "AVENUE D"]
[SINGING] On Avenue D, stoned to
the bone.
Might look like fun and people
want
to run their vice on a rampage.
Round and round and round we
go, and I'm talking
to people with the money, huh?
All right, baby.
Five in reds you win.
Five in heads and 20 will get
you 40.
Here we go, handsome.
[MUSIC - ETTA JAMES AND DAVID
STEWART, "AVENUE D"]
[SINGING] Husband and wives,
drugs and knives,
messing up each other's lives.
Oh, it's a one way ticket down a
dead end street on Avenue D.
Stoned to the bone.
On Avenue D, stoned to the bone.
Fucking tragedy.
MAN: We're going to get him,
right?
BLADE: Hurry up!
Down here.
I'm going to find him and cut
his balls off.
[COUGHING] Come on, man.
Hurry up.
Oh, shit.
Blade?
BLADE: Shut up!
There's the little bastard.
You're dead, cockroach.
You're dead!
Help me!
MAN: Hurry up.
Come on, let's get him.
MAN: Hurry up!
BLADE: Shut up!
Come on!
I want the little bastard!
Oh, god!
[GASPING] Jesus, T.
The coat.
What?
The coat.
Come on.
I'm tired.
Me too, man.
Tough shit.
MAN: There he is on the other
roof.
Be careful, Blade.
Look at the goddamn holes.
Yeah, man, it's a long way
down.
Come on, pussies.
He's mine now.
I'm gonna cut off his nuts.
MAN: What the hell's he doing?
I'm tired.
BLADE: Shut up!
Spread out.
He's mine.
[SCREAMS]
Goddamn, are you--
[SCREAMS]
You're fucked!
You're dead!
[SCREAMS] Get up!
MAN: I can't.
My leg's fucked up.
BLADE: Get up!
MAN: Go to hell!
BLADE: Who's you talking to?
You, you big head.
BLADE: I said get the fuck up!
Gee.
Yo, Gee.
I thought I lost those punk ass,
bald,
motherfucking players down on
Avenue B. Otherwise,
I'd definitely wouldn't have
come up here,
'cause I know you get pissed off
and shit when people--
strangers come up here without
an invite.
Hey, I meant what I said, all
right?
I just came up here to see how
you are doing
and how your garden is doing.
Man, I tell you, this garden's
looking great.
You really got a green finger,
you know that?
You're pushing your luck,
Squeak.
Hey, T, I'm like a cat, seven
lives and all that.
T, you're going to go combat
tonight?
Probably.
Cool, I'll be there.
Thanks for the warning.
SQUEAK: Yo, T. Thanks, man.
[SCREAMING AND RATTLING]
Stay still.
This is my neighborhood.
Are you crazy?
Shut up!
[SCOWLS] [COUGHS]
Stand him up.
Ah!
I'm gonna take your shit and
your ugly ass outta here.
But, Lobo--
But nothing!
You've been retired.
Get him outta here.
That's a good way to get a hole
in your head.
Man didn't know it was time to
move on, T. It was
a good thing you ran into me.
We got something to talk about.
We've got nothing to talk
about.
You better listen,
motherfucker.
I'm expanding, T.
Well, I told you before, I'm
not interested.
Oh, I think you will be,
neighbor.
Let him go.
He'll find out soon enough.
[STREET CHATTER]
[STREET CHATTER CONTINUES]
MARTINEZ: I told you, I don't
want you here.
SQUEAK: Look, Martinez.
I don't want to fight with you,
OK?
This is my mom's place.
I'm her son.
This is where I stay.
Not no more.
God!
Hey, you got no authority over
me here, man,
because this ain't your place.
This is my mom's place, and she
doesn't even
want you here anymore.
She just doesn't know how to get
rid of you.
We'll see. Come here.
Come here. - Get off.
Who the hell do you think
you're talking to?
You little, no good, pain in the
ass.
[GROANS] - Let go!
Gah!
- You get out. - Get off!
Stay out!
Don't--
Don't come back again.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
35.
40.
35.
[MUSIC - EURYTHMICS, "REVENGE
[PART II]"]
[CHATTER]
Yo, Bones, I found that
headlight frame.
You can lose the tape, man.
You're all right, T.
MAN: How you doing, T?
[WHISTLING]
[MUSIC - EURYTHMICS, "REVENGE
[PART II]"]
[SINGING] Revenge is so sweet.
[SINGING] Watch out, watch out.
[SINGING] I'm ma gonna blow your
mind.
[SINGING] Hey, watch out.
Watch out.
[SINGING] I'm ma watch your
string unwind.
Bet you strong and I bet you
slow.
Better not say what you don't
know.
Don't say I didn't tell so.
Hey, sweetness.
Hey, baby.
I've got my man.
It's OK, bro.
SQUEAK: Hey, looking fine
tonight.
How you doing?
Hey, what you doing, man?
Get outta here.
Hey, baby.
How you doing?
- OK, pipsqueak. - Hey, listen.
Maybe we'll get together later.
Yeah, in about 10 years.
Long time no see, T.
Not long enough.
Hey, Glen.
You still trying to play this
game?
Hey.
Sky, I was just busting on you,
man.
You're Larry Bird.
You're Michael Jordan.
You're a sucker.
[CHUCKLES]
Man, I wish these nights would
last forever.
Hey, that babe Amber's with is
seriously hot.
Huh, bro?
Mhm, she's sending some serious
smoke signals over here.
T: Yeah.
She's sending them to me or you?
Probably me.
What's your take on it?
I got more ladies than I can
handle.
Thanks.
It's time to get it all on,
T-bone.
I've been waiting for you.
Yeah?
Well, wait some more, Kadim.
[CHEERING, CHATTER, EGGING ON]
Hey, T-- I got my money on T.
[CONTINUED EGGING ON AND
CHEERING]
- Yo, are they going to fight? -
What?
Are they going to fight?
Well, it's kind of like
fighting.
What do you mean kind of?
Well, see, the guy who forces
the other guy off the platform
without touching them wins.
[CHEERING]
Yo, T!
Get him, T! - Yeah!
[MUSIC - CHARLIE WILSON,
"STRETCH"]
[SINGING] Stretch your body up
against the wall.
Stretch your body, there's no
time to fall.
Come on!
Get him, man.
[MUSIC - CHARLIE WILSON,
"STRETCH"]
[SINGING] Stretch your body up
against the wall.
Stretch your body, there's no
time to fall.
[SINGING] Scratching around in
in the gutter,
looking for pieces of bread.
He said, wanna see a fucking
meal?
Then you better shift your ass.
You better stretch--
[SINGING] Stretch your body up
against the wall.
Stretch your body, there's no
time to fall.
[BOOING AND SCREAMING]
What are you doing?
Foul, man.
Stop!
[MUSIC - CHARLIE WILSON,
"STRETCH"]
[SINGING] Crack down in the
alley ways,
smack down on the floor.
A hot out on the rooftops and
you can't take no more.
Fighting for survival in the
streets that we diseased.
And they're gonna rival in a New
York City street.
Get him, baby.
[CHEERING]
[MUSIC - CHARLIE WILSON,
"STRETCH"]
[SINGING] Stretch.
[SINGING] Stretch you body,
there's no time to fall.
[SINGING] Stretch.
[SINGING] Stretch your body.
Hee-yah!
[COLLECTIVE WOW]
[CHEERING]
Hey, listen, T. Hey, I meant to
tell you.
I seen these Brazilians just
doing combat,
except it ain't called combat.
It's called something else and
it's different.
Yeah, different how?
Well, it's just--
damn, I can't explain it.
Except it's bad, man.
Real bad.
So show me, Squeak.
It's sort of like this.
All right.
Yo, let's see what you got, Mo.
I'm gonna take you to school.
[MUSIC - LONDONBEAT, "DROP"]
[SINGING] It knocks me to my
knees.
Fire down below.
[GROANING]
Oh, man, you are getting in my
face.
[LAUGHTER]
[MUSIC - LONDONBEAT, "DROP"]
[SINGING] Cry me up a river.
Move me on the track.
Once you get that beat
a-rolling,
there won't be no turning back.
Whoa, whoa.
Drop beat.
[POLICE SIRENS WHIRRING]
Hey, come on, you kids.
Break it up. Let's go.
Break it up.
Come on, Elana.
It's time to pull.
POLICE OFFICER: Hey, we're
getting too many
complaints about the noise.
Come on, party's over.
Get out of here.
Break it up.
ELANA: Living on a rooftop?
This is crazy.
AMBER: Yo, Elana, don't bust on
my crib.
Your crib is a pigeon coup.
But why?
Why not?
Great view, low rent, plenty of
light--
just what everybody in the city
wants.
But is it what you want?
Hey, it's the best I can do for
now.
Besides, it's mine and up here
nobody bugs me.
SQUEAK: Yo, T. Some suckers left
their scaffold behind.
Man, it's like my own Sistine
Chapel.
You think this is a good
rooftop?
Good for what?
A crib.
A crib for who?
Mayor Koch.
Me, man.
No, let's go.
Hey, why not?
Talk to me.
You got a home.
All right, you stay with me till
you work it out.
I'm afraid it's unworkable at
home.
Squeak.
You be sure, Squeak?
I am.
[SIGHS]
You go ahead.
I got stuff to do.
AMBER: Hey.
Wanna go to Ray's?
Uh, no.
I'm not that hungry.
Oh, not for pizza anyway.
Hey, listen.
I thought we talked about that.
- I know.
I know.
I guess I just keep forgetting
it's over, that's all.
Ah-- [CHUCKLES] ah, look, um,
it's cool.
No regrets, T.
No regrets.
Go ahead, it's cool.
No regrets, shit!
Wait.
Wait, I wanna talk to you.
Last warning, hands off.
How come, huh? How come?
You're not my type.
Your tits are like, hey, I
wanna shag 'em.
Fuck off!
Shit.
You're not my type either.
Ah, you should have said
something.
I was about to.
Can you walk?
[MOANS] It's other activities
I'm worried about.
Thought-- I thought you were
that wino.
Yeah, yeah.
[GROANS] I guess I'll survive.
So what did you want anyway?
Uh, nothing.
I just saw you walking in the
same direction I was.
Oh, are you getting the train?
No, I'm going to Club West, up
the street.
You been there?
No.
Well, uh, this is me.
Well, you catching the train?
Yeah.
So?
Take it easy.
You too.
[CLAPS] Damn, man.
Hey!
You looking for me?
[MUSIC - TROUBLE FUNK, "KEEP
RUNNIN'"]
[SINGING] Keep running.
Don't look back.
Don't look back, keep running.
Thank you.
[MUSIC - TROUBLE FUNK, "KEEP
RUNNIN'']
[SINGING] Keep running.
So--
You know--
[CHUCKLES]
Go ahead.
How do you know Amber?
We used to live in the same
neighborhood
until her grandmother died a few
years ago,
and she moved over her with her
mom.
It's the first time I've seen
her since.
What?
This is the first time I've
seen her since.
You know her well?
Um, well, I see her around the
neighborhood.
You ever been to her place?
Her place?
Yeah.
It's really something, huh?
A rooftop.
Yeah, right?
So, uh, how come you're in this
neighborhood?
Work in a restaurant.
Oh, yeah?
Which one?
You dance?
Sure.
I'm not talking about that
combat stuff.
Me either.
I wouldn't wanna take your
money.
[MUSIC - PAT SEYMOUR, "FREEDOM"]
[SINGING] Freedom.
Freedom.
Freedom-- freedom to travel and
to protest,
in such a remote place.
Freedom-- freedom to travel and
to protest.
It's unbelievable when you're
living like this
and you think you're gonna step
away.
What are you gonna stand when
you're losing everyday
and you're never gonna get away.
[CHANTING] Freedom, freedom,
freedom, freedom.
[CHANTING] Freedom, freedom.
[SINGING] Freedom-- freedom to
travel.
[SINGING] Freedom.
[SINGING] Freedom-- freedom to
travel.
[SINGING] Freedom.
[SINGING] Freedom-- freedom to
travel.
[SINGING] Freedom.
[SINGING] Freedom-- freedom to
travel.
[SINGING] Freedom.
[SINGING] Freedom-- freedom to
travel.
[POWER TURNS OFF, PEOPLE
COMPLAINING]
Electricity.
MAN: Yo, what's up with the
lights, man?
MAN: Yo, fix the goddamn tune!
Yeah, just when I was getting
warmed up.
[FEMALE SHOUTING IN SPANISH]
MAN: How about some juice in
here bro?
[POWER TURNS BACK ON]
MAN: All right, let's party!
Mmm, the air smells good.
Talk to me.
Hey, hold tight for one second.
Yo, Bones.
What's up, man?
I got it. excuse me, brother.
Please, can you help me out?
Yeah.
[ENGINE REVVING]
[LAUGHS]
It beats the train, and the
fare is reasonable.
Oh, yeah?
How much?
Oh, we'll have to see what the
meter says when we get there.
All right, how come I get to
wear this lovely thing?
In case it rains, your hair
won't get wet.
These things kinda scare me.
You've driven one of these
before, right?
Yeah, sure, once.
Oi.
[MUSIC - JONIECE JAMISON,
"MELTDOWN"]
[SINGING] All you gotta do just
be my babe and stay by my side.
Meltdown.
[SINGING] Oh-oh, oh-oh,
meltdown, baby.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Ooh, ooh, honey.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Feel the fire inside.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Till you're satisfied.
Meltdown, baby.
So how much do I owe you?
Um, $13 even.
Only got a token.
So, um, what do we do?
Um, meter's down to eight
bucks.
Now?
Two bucks.
I'll have to owe you.
Maybe I could drop by the
restaurant.
Uh, no.
I've got really crazy hours.
I'm in the book, though.
Yeah?
Under what?
Sengos, Angelo, A.
Sengos, Angelo, A.
Sengos, Angelo, A. Meter's down
to eight bucks.
[LAUGHS]
GIRL 1: It's stupid.
GIRL 2: You're stupid.
GIRL 1: I don't want to watch
this.
Just give it to me, OK?
Now you girls be quiet before
you wake up Papi.
He's already awake.
Ay, no wonder.
You just watched this already.
Give me the doll.
Now look what you did.
It's ugly anyway.
Hi, Papi.
Where you going?
To open the window.
What's wrong with the AC?
I am tired of artificial air.
I want to smell some real air.
[DOORBELL BUZZING]
Get the door.
You want a back rub?
[CHUCKLES] What I want is a
clean bill of health
so I can get out of this bed.
Papa, you got to relax.
How can I relax when they're
going to have me replaced?
Look, the tenants understand
you.
You're they're super, super.
You're irreplaceable.
[CHUCKLES] Yeah, replaceable.
You are.
Cousin Santiago's here.
What does he want?
Hello, Angelo.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
I heard you're not feeling so
hot, huh?
I'm feeling OK.
Huh.
Well, you look pretty good to
me,
even though it's been a while.
Papa, I've gotta go to work.
I don't want to be late.
Can I give you a lift?
Elana has grown into some kind
of woman.
Oh, yeah, Tio, [SPEAKING
SPANISH]..
If I can help out in any way
during this difficult time,
you let me know, all right?
Huh?
It's good to see you again.
Mira, you shouldn't have come
here.
Hey, I'm family.
You haven't been family in
years.
So maybe now's the time to
bring us all closer.
[MUSIC - KISSES FROM THE
KREMLIN, "LOVING NUMBER ONE"]
[STREET CHATTER]
Hey, ooh, ma'am.
Please--
Well, look who it is.
I told you doing card tricks on
the street wouldn't be enough.
Hey, hotness.
Hey, babe.
Wanna have some fun?
Mhm, you bet.
I can't talk to you now, honey.
Jimmy's coming back soon.
You still staying with him?
He's been real good to me
lately.
Mama, Jimmy's about used you
up.
Can't you see that?
Go on now, Amber. Go on.
Go on.
Let's-- wait, let's go to
breakfast or something,
I'll buy.
My, my, what a happy little
scene.
It's nice to see you back,
Amber.
I ain't back.
She was leaving, Jimmy.
Don't rush off so soon, Amber.
You're looking good, baby.
Don't touch me, you little
piece of prison shit.
Mom, let's go.
She ain't going nowhere.
And you get your Black ass to
work back here on the street
or take a walk.
Mom, please.
I said, she ain't going
nowhere.
You're nothing. You're nothing.
Nothing!
JIMMY: Get lost, bitch.
Get lost!
Mom, please.
JIMMY: Move bitch, now!
I said get outta here.
Hey, baby.
What's going on?
Like you don't know, huh, tough
guy?
Know what?
WOMAN: You know what DeNato is
up to now?
MAN: Don't give a shit.
WOMAN: What, are you the man
here?
MAN: Every week, he's doing the
same shit.
WOMAN: No, this is it, man.
I saw the numbers in my dreams.
MAN: You looked around, huh?
WOMAN: No, dancing, like in a
Disney movie.
MAN: Heh, you're nuts.
You know, the hole in your head
ain't gonna help your look,
sonny.
This is my place.
Hey, it's Mr. Green Jesus
Junior.
Yo, Willy, check it out--
LOBO: Shut up.
I tried to tell me, but you--
you didn't want to listen.
And I'm telling you this is my
place.
T-- T--
T, come on.
Don't be unreasonable.
This is a big place in a prime
location.
Not big enough.
Think of the business that we
can do here.
I got no business with you.
Well, I really hate to see you
have to leave.
I'm not.
Unfortunately, you give me no
choice.
Show him the door.
[RATTLING]
Fucking asshole!
Everybody home!
What are you doing here?
Look, I can't talk to you right
now.
Don't you know what's going on
up there?
I look out, that's all.
That's all?
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Fuck you!
Stop it.
Look, just go, please.
Just--
Another kick in the balls.
Do you know him?
Well, you better make sure he
stays out of the way.
What was he doing here?
Living up in the water tower
like a bat or rat or something.
Yo, T, my main man, what's
going on?
- Nothing. - Hey, listen.
My boy is working a restaurant
today.
We can go lunch out.
No, I'm not hungry.
Hey, T, come on.
This is good food, man, not
dumpster like.
- Yo, Squeak. - Hey, come on.
You need the three squares.
Let's go.
Get in your room. Get in your
room.
Go ahead, go.
I'll take care of him.
Comes down, pisses himself,
comes downstairs,
causes trouble.
He gets confused.
This is hotel, not nursing
home.
Once more, he's out.
KADIM: All right, let's get you
cleaned up, Dad.
[GROANS] You're feeling pretty
solid.
What you been-- working out?
Yes.
Oh, no.
It's the two day locust.
[CHUCKLES]
Hey, after all the work I did
for you guys?
Yeah, would have been cheaper
to pay someone
to feed you, man.
Bullshit.
Hey, this my buddy T, Hosea.
Hi.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Hey, come on, T.
What is this?
[SPEAKING SPANISH],, a Latin
shit.
No, no, no, I mean this.
This is what I was trying to
tell you about.
It's, uh-- hey, Ote, what do you
call this dance?
Capoeira.
Yeah, capoeira.
See that wall?
I painted that.
It's nice.
What's it mean, capoeira?
The slaves in Brazil, hundreds
of years
ago, they need something to
protect themselves
but they were being watched all
the time,
so they came up with this.
They made it look like a dance,
so they're masters wouldn't
know what they were doing.
It's like combat, but better.
Don't be fooled by the dance
music, man.
These guys, they'll kick your
head off.
Down-- the jumbos, man.
That's all I got.
Four, four, two, four, five.
- Those jumbos. - There's my
bread.
This is all I got, man.
I want my stuff.
Come on.
One, two, three.
--what's going on, man.
- Yo, mira, mira, mira. - I want
my stuff.
[INTERPOSING VOICES] - Let go of
my stuff.
Man, I spend all this money.
What the hell?
[INTERPOSING VOICES]
Read my lips.
[INTERPOSING VOICES]
205, man.
205, man.
[SIGHS] Goddammit.
Oh, damn, man.
Who the fuck did this?
T, who did it?
We'll break your fucking heads.
Don't worry about it, Squeak.
Don't worry about it?
Look at this mess, man.
Leave me alone.
But, T, look at this place.
[YELLS] Get out of here!
SQUEAK: Damn it, T. Look at that
shit.
Goddamn, Lobo.
Shut up.
SQUEAK: Jesus, T.
SQUEAK: Jesus, T.
They're all set-up, Lieutenant,
like they've been
in business for months.
Same set-up?
Yeah, same old shit.
Lobo's the man down here now.
Not if I can help it.
Not a bad day.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
The hours are long, but you get
used to it.
Hungry?
If you got something on your
mind, let's have it.
Look, did you have to kick him
out?
Listen.
If you got some sort of
attachment to that kid
and it's going to interfere with
your work,
this arrangement ends right now.
Mira.
Hey, I'm talking to you.
You got something going with
this kid?
That's good.
Because he's a nobody and I
don't want my cousin
hanging out with nobodies.
I'm glad that we've got this
chance to help
out your family-- our family.
But don't ever again question
what I do.
Understand?
Yeah.
Good.
SQUEAK: This some serious shit,
man.
Oh, the best thing T could do
was to get his ass out of there
and move on.
You don't get it, do you?
His whole life been moving on,
man.
Ain't no goddamn thing we could
do for him anyway.
OFFICER RIVERA: Hey, kid.
I told you before, knock it off.
Not a good idea right now.
Stay down and shut up.
Enjoy the show.
Handcuff him if he gives you any
more trouble.
Get them inside and hold.
Come on.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Jesus, please.
Get out.
Get out right now.
Come on, get your ass-- hurry
up.
[WHISTLING]
Dump it.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
No, put it down.
Where you going? - All right,
all right.
Take it easy.
[SPEAKING SPANISH] Now don't
tell me.
New York's finest, right?
Yeah.
Take it easy down there.
That's not a gun in my pocket.
I'm just happy to see you.
OFFICER: Police, don't move.
Hey, what's going on?
They flushed it.
Dammit!
Take him in any way.
We'll question him as long as we
can.
Let's go, kid.
Hey, now watch the hair, all
right?
--that's the shit.
Yeah, I know.
MAN: Got Chinese yesterday.
Meet you at Tony's.
All right, let's go.
Low bridge, coming through.
Easy on the suit.
My mom just pressed it.
OFFICER: Needs to look for it.
MAN: Yeah.
All right, in.
All right.
[POLICE SIREN WARRING]
Mira, mira.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
She was here to see me.
See what she knows.
All right.
Lobo's like a bad disease, man.
You let him get too close and
he'll infect you.
It's not like I invited him to
move in.
He doesn't need an invite, not
for your place
or anybody else's.
If you help me out now and then,
maybe we could find the cure.
[CHUCKLES]
Get out of here.
You gonna let him walk?
He's not involved in this shit.
He just happened to live here.
Yeah, maybe he's a runaway.
Kids don't run away from one
home
to build another on a rooftop
without good reason.
[LAUGHS] Like what?
Their parents wouldn't let them
us the car?
Like parents who can't care or
don't
want to care for their kid, so
they throw their kid out.
If you're that kid, where do you
go?
I wanna talk, that's all.
Get out of here.
Listen, I just want to tell you
that Lobo thinks
that you set up the bust.
I just want to talk with you.
T, dammit!
You know, you and your scumbag
friend, Lobo,
got a bad fucking habit inviting
themselves
in other people's homes.
Look asshole.
I'm just trying to keep you from
getting hurt.
Hey, you worry about yourself,
asshole.
Nobody's going to get hurt as
much as you are.
Look, Lobo thinks you set up
the bust.
It's not my style, not that it
breaks my heart either.
Yeah, well, you should get out
of here.
No, you should get out of here.
You better go back to work, so
you can support your habit.
I got no habit.
Oh, no?
Then what do you do it for then?
It's for my family who's got
bills coming out of their ears
after my father's heart attack.
Mhm, break out the violins and
handkerchiefs.
Fuck you!
You wouldn't know about family,
would you?
I know there are other ways
than working for Lobo.
Oh, yeah, what?
Waiting on tables for 3.75 an
hour ain't gonna pay the bills.
Wouldn't that be easier on your
father's heart condition
than you getting busted?
If you got all the answers, how
come you're living here?
Look, just go, OK?
Just leave me alone.
Go on.
And stay away from Lobo.
Yeah, you too.
And don't worry about me.
The damn door is stuck.
T: You gotta push on it.
ELANA: I Did.
You try it.
Watch out.
What the hell?
[LOUD BANG AND GLASS SHATTERING]
[MAN LAUGHING]
Come on!
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING, FIRE
CRACKLING]
Just give me your hand.
Oh, my god.
Take it easy, we'll get down.
That's it.
[SCREAMS]
I got you.
Hold on, hold on. Bring your
legs--
Can you help me?
Bring your legs in.
Come on.
Get up.
Hold on to that.
ELANA: Oh, shit, I'm scared.
Easy.
I ain't going down.
T: Hold on, hold on.
I got you down.
Let me just--
I'm scared.
T: OK, here we go.
Nice and easy.
I don't know.
That's it.
Find the side with your feet.
Can you feel it? ELANA: Yes.
Nice--
My other foot--
We'll go nice and slow like
this.
Don't be--
[SCREAMS]
T, are you OK?
[GROANS]
ELANA: Ah!
Yeah.
It's OK. Here we go.
ELANA: I'm scared. I'm scared.
You're fine. Just stay calm.
OK.
Hold on tight.
Here we go. - [SCREAMS]
I got you.
Hold on.
Hold on, I got you.
Just hold on to me.
That's it.
Here we go.
Just keep going, just like this.
OK.
Feel the pole with your feet.
You're almost down.
That's it.
That's it.
Good.
You're safe. You're fine.
You're down.
There you go.
[COUGHING]
Damn, you OK?
T, what happened?
It was Lobo, wasn't it?
Fucking scumbag!
AMBER: Oh god!
ELANA: Is there someplace we can
take him?
We'll get him!
Look, we got to take him--
- Leave him alone! - Why?
He's in trouble with Lobo.
You were working for Lobo!
You were working for Lobo?
We have to get that scumbag!
Don't be a fool, Squeak!
[DISCO MUSIC PLAYING, CLAPPING
AND CHEERING]
Move out.
Just take a seat.
This is an exhibition.
You want to combat, go back to
the street.
What's the matter?
Afraid I might make you look
bad?
Come on.
Go home while you're still
able.
Shit, let's see how bad you
are.
Sloppy, man.
You're drunk.
[GROANS]
CAPOEIRA INSTRUCTOR: Too much
anger.
I could have broken your back.
Go to hell.
CAPOEIRA INSTRUCTOR: You need
control, balance.
Together, not alone.
You must know your enemy.
Get him into your rhythm.
Head up.
Come on.
You rush in, I'll take your head
off.
Wait for him to come to you,
then strike.
Balance.
Too much.
Come on, try it.
Good.
Not bad.
Now try again.
Oh, yeah.
[CLAPS]
[SCREAMS]
You said he had nothing going
with that bum
and you're in his water tower.
[SPEAKING SPANISH],, he saved
my ass during the bust.
While he was burning mine.
No, he didn't--
Are you dating him?
No.
Are you?
No.
You better not be.
I better not see you with him
again.
- Santiago. - Shut up.
Just shut up!
Forth and Avenue C at 9:00 in
the morning.
And remember what I said.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
SQUEAK: Damn.
Aye, yo, that's why he should
have moved on.
Shut up, man.
KADIM: Can't fuck with Lobo.
T?
T?
Give it up, man.
Come and get it, cockroach.
Hey, give him the coat, man.
Uh-huh, take it, big man.
Come on, take it.
Here it is.
[LAUGHS] Nah, nah, go ahead.
[SPEAKS SPANISH]
Go ahead, take that coat, bad
ass.
You didn't say, "may I?"
Now get the fuck outta here.
Come on, Squeak.
[LAUGHS]
Motherfucker!
Not so fast, cockroach.
We gotta talk.
[GASPS]
SQUEAK: No, don't let me go.
You get me up.
[LAUGHING]
Get me up.
Come on, scumbags.
Get me up, please.
I swear.
Scumbags, get me up.
Yo, B. How's the weather down
there?
Get me up!
Don't!
Want a drag?
Want a drag?
Son of a bitch.
No, you better not. SQUEAK: No.
It's bad for your health.
I don't know where T is.
Let me fucking go!
I'm-- I'm going to ask you one
more time, cockroach.
SQUEAK: Shit, help!
If you don't tell me, somebody
is going to get hurteded,
and it ain't going to be me.
[LAUGHTER]
No, no!
Get me-- no, don't let go.
Where's T?
T: Right here.
You leave him alone.
SQUEAK: Get me out, [SPEAKING
SPANISH]..
Get me up.
Shit, get me up.
Goddamned scumbag motherfuckers!
You go on down, Squeak.
I tried to be reasonable with
you, man.
You call this reasonable?
You burn me, I burn you.
When I burn you, you'll know
it.
Wrong again, T.
Yeah!
Yeah, bad son of a bitch!
[GROANS]
SQUEAK: Shit!
[GROANS] Let go.
Got off me, you bastard old man.
Yeah, get him, T, yeah.
Get-- let go!
Get off me!
Get off of me!
Damn it, get off!
Yeah, T!
Get 'em.
Get off, get off of me!
No, no!
Get 'em, go, go!
T!
You think he's dead?
If he's lucky.
Careful or you'll be next,
cockroach.
[LAUGHS]
Yeah, get off, shit.
[PANTING] Jesus!
ELANA: I'm here.
T.
Be careful.
Amber!
Help us.
What happened?
Lobo.
Well, why didn't you take him
to your place?
OK, your place is closer.
Now help us.
SQUEAK: We should have done
something to help him.
But T never wants help.
He's a Lone Ranger.
But even a Lone Ranger had that
Indian dude.
Goddammit, look at this.
[SIRENS WAILING]
Now the scumbags are sending
them right down the street.
Better there than over here.
I want it rolling.
I want to be active by tomorrow,
all right?
SQUEAK: Lobo's the one who
burned T out.
Well, you ain't setting up
around here, scumbag.
Lobo's a motherfucking scumbag
crack dealer.
Lobo's the one who burned T out.
You better get off that rooftop
and outta my sight, cockroach.
I'm gonna flatten your head!
Well, you're not gonna set up
around here, scumbag.
Man, chill out. That's--
Now, who you talking to?
Get back to work, man!
You better get your slimy ass
outta here.
Don't be a fool, homey.
You're just asking for trouble.
And you're just gonna sit here
and do nothing?
Lobo's the one who burned T out.
You could be next.
How many times do you have to
be told, man.
There's nothing we can do.
That's bullshit, man. Bullshit!
You just don't have the balls.
I've got business to take care
of.
Shit!
Take the money.
Listen, you keep--
MAN: It's cold.
Come on, take the money.
[MAN AND WOMAN ARGUING IN
SPANISH]
SPANISH]
[GLASS SHATTERS]
MARTINEZ: What the hell was
that?
Who's out there?
Stay here.
- Get away! - OK.
OK. OK.
- Move, Martinez. - OK, please.
Please, please.
Keep moving right at the front
door, man.
You're history.
- [SPEAKING SPANISH] - Go!
Back up! Keep moving!
OK.
[SPEAKING SPANISH] Please.
SQUEAK: Go!
No.
He's leaving, Mama.
He's finally out of here.
I want him to stay.
[SOBBING]
What?
I want him here.
Mama, why?
Julio, please give me that gun!
No, look what he's done to us.
Por favor, Julio.
I can't-- no.
No, no.
No.
No, Julio.
- It's all set. - Good.
We open for business in the
morning.
Get in.
Did you take care of
cockroach's place?
Yeah, solid.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Goddamn, Lobo!
He's not going to get me out of
here.
Where are you going?
Going to take care of some
things.
No, what you got to take care
of is you.
[SCOWLS] I feel OK.
Come on, get undressed.
Get back in bed.
Go on.
You stock some bonds?
No, just some stuff.
From what?
My past.
Can you show me?
No.
My father was given this after
working
five years for an oil company.
He worked offshore on the
drilling rigs.
Southern Offshore, Thomas
Eastwood, 1970, Louisiana.
Thomas Eastwood?
[CHUCKLES] Yeah.
ELANA: Mhm, your parents.
Yes, Thomas and Delores.
ELANA: Where are they?
[SCOFFS] Um, one night when I
was about six years old,
they were both drunk and arguing
and, uh,
he threw her out of the house.
He wouldn't let her come back
in.
He wouldn't let me let her in.
And, uh, it was raining and she
tried
to climb a metal rain gutter up
to the open window
on the second floor.
And she nearly made it but, uh,
she slipped and grabbed out
and touched an electrical wire.
And a couple months later, when
I was at school,
my father hung himself in our
garage.
Oh, T, I'm sorry.
Look, no more questions.
OK.
T: It was a busted-up water
tower,
you know, but I made it mine.
That bastard.
Stay away from Lobo, T. I'm
through with him.
I'm going to tell him.
Sengos, Angelo, A.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[GROANS]
I warned your, cockroach.
Come here.
Get off of my rooftop.
Oh, what's up, B?
You dissing me, homeboy.
Don't fuck around unless you
plan to use that.
I plan to give you a new
asshole,
if you don't get off my roof.
Go ahead, come on. Let's go,
cockroach.
Come on, let's see what you got.
Come on!
You're done, cockroach.
Ow!
LOBO: You're done, cockroach.
Run, but you can't hide.
You hear me?
No way out.
[PANTING]
Got you now.
T: Squeak!
Shit.
Get away.
Go on.
The gun was empty, man.
I didn't do anything!
You were gonna pull a gun on
me?
Put me down!
You're gonna dis me?
Let me go!
Just put me down, will you?
Can't let you get away with
that.
No, cockroach.
That was a big mistake.
Let me go!
I'll leave you alone.
Your last mistake.
No, no, no!
The last time you point a gun at
me.
No!
[SCREAMS]
[PANTING]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
God!
Call for an ambulance.
Did anybody see what happened to
him?
Oh, no.
[SOBBING]
[POLICE RADIOS]
[CHATTER]
[SOBBING]
No matter what I say or you
say,
you know he's going to go after
Lobo.
And when he does, he shouldn't
go alone.
[SCREAMING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Rivera, we've got a problem.
A kid from the water tower is
busting up the drug house.
Somebody gave it to us right up
the ass.
Don't move, stick man.
Split up.
You cover next door.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
T: Hey!
[GUNSHOT]
BONES: [WHISTLES]
[GROANS AND SCREAMS]
I need it, baby.
I need it, baby.
[MOANING AND PANTING] Please,
please, please.
Please.
Please.
Let go.
AMBER: Please, just a little
hit.
I hurt, baby.
Please.
I said let go.
Kadim!
OK, bitch!
[SCREAMS]
You want it back?
Take it, please.
Please take it!
Take it.
[COUGHING] Shit.
Take it, tough guy.
Take it.
Please take it.
Where you going, tough guy?
You didn't say, may I,
motherfucker!
[COUGHING]
Over here.
[GUNSHOT]
You missed again, sucker.
[GUNSHOT]
You suck, Lobo.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
Hey!
[GUNSHOT]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
ELANA: No, Santiago, stop.
Please, don't hurt him. LOBO:
Get out of the way.
- Please, Primo. - Move!
I'll do anything.
I said, get out--
ugh!
Bastard!
You son of a bitch!
You murdered Squeak!
T: Elana, no!
[GROANING]
T: Let her go, asshole.
I'm up here!
[GUNSHOT]
Not even close.
[EMPTY CLICK OF THE GUN BARREL]
Ah!
Come on.
[HEART BEATING]
Here I am, big man.
Here I am, little man.
T: Watch your step, scumbag.
What's the matter, scumbag?
No good without a gun?
[GROANS] Come on.
Come on!
Come on, punk!
Come on, asshole.
Come on!
[GROANS AND SCREAMS]
ELANA: T!
You're OK?
Yeah.
OFFICER RIVERA: It was an
accident.
He fell.
[WHISTLING]
[STREET CHATTER]
Let's see what you can do,
homeboy.
[MUSIC - JEFFREY OSBORNE,
"ROOFTOPS"]
[SINGING] You want somebody in
you life,
this could be the perfect time.
People gonna say we got no
money.
I say we don't need a dime.
Yeah, yeah.
Everybody say, yeah, yeah.
Hear the people say, won't go
spending our lives
alone living on borrowed time.
I've been crawling from dust to
dawn.
The feeling I just can't hide
for the rest of my life.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] Come on, scream from
the rooftops.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] From the rooftops of
New York City.
You want some action in your
life.
This could be the perfect time.
People gonna see your big
escape.
I say it's the perfect crime.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everybody say yeah, yeah.
Hear the people say, won't go
spending out lives in chains.
On street corners to make the
connection.
I'm gonna climb right out of
here
and scream from the rooftops.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] From the rooftops of
New York City.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] Oh, come on.
Come on.
All right.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] I'm gonna scream.
I'm gonna shout.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
Whoa, whoa.
Yeah, yeah.
Won't go spending our lives
alone.
For the feeling I just can't
hide for the rest of our lives.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] On the rooftops of New
York City.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] Oh, come on, come on.
Come on, come on.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] On the rooftops of New
York City.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] Everybody sing along.
Everybody sing my song.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah.
[SINGING] On the rooftops of New
York City.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] Everybody sing along.
Everybody sing my song.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah.
[SINGING] Come on.
Come on.
[SINGING] On the rooftops of New
York City.
[SINGING] Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah.
[SINGING] Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah.
[MUSIC - JONIECE JAMISON,
"MELTDOWN"]
[SINGING] Do nothing-- there
ain't nothing that you can do.
See no one till the next time I
see you.
Don't say another word.
[SINGING] Yeah, there's nothing
you can say.
[SINGING] I'm on my way.
Ooh.
Don't dial that number.
I'm gonna hang up the phone.
I want to be the first to call
when you get home.
Don't pay attention--
[SINGING] To any other girls.
[SINGING] Now I'm in your world.
Ooh.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Won't you meltdown,
baby.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Ooh, honey.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Feel the fire inside.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] You know that's all
you gotta do.
You and I have the world on our
shoulders.
[SINGING] Ah-ha.
[SINGING] You and I--
you and I need to find ourselves
a place where we can hide.
Ooh.
Meltdown.
[SINGING] Don't pay attention--
[SINGING] To any other girls.
[SINGING] I'm in your world.
[SINGING] Now I'm in your world.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Ooh, baby.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] I gotta melt you down
now.
[SINGING] Cool down.
[SINGING] Meltdown.
[SINGING] Come on, baby.
[SINGING] Meltdown.