Mixed Blood

Business sucks!

- Yeah, everybody stay in line.

Your turn.

Hey you, stay in place, man. Trash!

You want the stuff, right?

- Yo dog, just shove it, man.

Downtown, brother.

I didn't hire the limo to go downtown.

- Drive Alphabet City. Sorry.

- You promised this weekend.

- We had to hire a stretch.

You know how much these things cost.

I should.

- Cancel it. You have money?

No.

Yes, of course I have money.

Someone around here has to.

" Meaning?

Nothing.

- Where's your American Express?

They canceled it.

- Pssht. What about your bank card?

You can go to the nearest all-night machine.

I forgot it.

- Pay cash. - You have cash?

- No, that's for Connecticut.

- All right. All right, we go to Connecticut,

but first we go down to the garbage.

- Wanna hit? - Yeah, hit me again.

What do you got?

- Shit man, I'm over.

I got twenty.

Damn.

- I'm getting tired of this shit.

This time they came up through a tunnel

I didn't even know was there.

They got a whole day's supply.

- You should have known about that tunnel.

- That's not the point.

The point is, this is our area.

We pay you good money for this shit.

What the fuck am I paying you for

if this guy can walk in here anytime he wants?

It's your problem.

- Fuck that, man. You supply him and me.

Do something. Lean on him .

Or else?

- Or else you're gonna have a war down here

and your drug business is goin‘ right into the toilet.

Make sure that it doesn't happen.

- They mighta got our supply,

but we got one of their kids.

Take a look up there.

Well?

- I'm throwing him off the roof.

- How old is this kid?

- Don't worry. He's almost fourteen.

- Do what you have to do.

boy screaming)

- Check him out, man.

They got Bobby.

- What is going on?

- Something threw Bobby off the roof.

He's dead?

Really dead.

- Tell you we're pushing Juan too hard.

- Where did it happen?

- Right across the street.

- They didn't have to go and kill Bobby.

They're dead.

- They'll not get away with this.

Who do they think they are dealing with here?

That spic scum.

Oh, oh!

Eh!

Oh meu Deus, meu Deus!

Vocé viu, did you see, blood?

- What the hell happened to Bobby?

He knew enough never to travel alone.

- Oh they must have got him at his girlfriend's house.

She works at night.

- All hookers work at night.

Did he know enough to lock the goddamn door?

- Not everybody can afford a metal door.

- Get your clothes and put on some clean underwear.

Suppose they took you to prison with this dirty underwear.

- I guess you know what happened outside.

We can see.

- He was one of yours?

Yeah.

- Do you know why he got thrown off the roof?

- We figure it out.

You don't know exactly who was

out there then, do you?

- You got something to tell us, Teddy?

- When Juan loses his shipment,

how does he pay his uptown supplier,

who is also your uptown supplier?

- Thiago is going to have Juan's area.

Understand that.

We can always go to the chinks

for our supply, or even the niggers if we have to.

- Listen, after we scrape up that kid outside,

I don't think my precinct wants to go any further.

They see what's coming.

- Tell them to go to hell.

- Toni, you know what we're talking about, don't you?

- Rita doesn't think we're making enough money.

It's up to her.

- Just don't count on me being around.

They wanna move against you,

they'll assign me somewhere else. I'll see you later.

- Oh, Teddy, you know my daughter.

She had her first bebezinha already.

The christening is next week. Why don't you come?

Thanks, Rita. If I'm not working, I'll stop by.

Bobby

- I liked Bobby, I loved him.

A little bit stupid but,

all of you are a little bit stupid.

Eh! Too many funerals.

I don't like anymore.

Before I did, but now,

I don't like anymore.

I don't like anymore.

- Not another one of yours, is it?

Yes.

There is a boy named Bobby Hernandez that died this morning.

I see.

If you're bringing the body today,

he could be buried on Friday.

- Yes. Friday, it's okay.

Let's get it over with.

Well, and do you intend to pay

for this funeral too?

Yeah. What's a first class funeral cost?

Well, it could cost up to $4,000.

00f.

- But don't you want your regular service?

- No, no, er, this one is different.

Bobby was a long time with me.

- Oh. - Ah, I didn't realize.

- That include flowers, things like that?

- Well, um, some flowers.

May I ask how the boy died?

- He fall off the loft.

- Pobre muchacho, va a estar bastante dificile.

If you want an open casket, you realize.

- Do the best you can. Okay?

- Hey buddy. When you gimme one of those funerals,

I want red and green flowers all over that wall.

- I'm afraid there is no such thing as green flowers.

You know?

Get ‘em.

- Cater a christening?

Hmm. Lemme see.

Friday's good for us. We'll do it Friday.

- No, Friday's not good.

We got a funeral that day.

- You want us to cater the wake?

- Wake is Irish. We are Brazilian.

Okay, Saturday.

How many are you gonna have at this christening?

- All the 10th Street between C and D.

The whole block?

- All the kids, anyway.

Kids.

So you're gonna want ice cream.

- For dessert, of course.

For dinner, we want, eh, Doritos and dip

and rice and beans.

- You want pastrami. We got nice pastrami.

- Ehh, and chopped liver. No lox.

With bagels?

- What kind of ice cream you got?

- The usual, strawberry, chocolate.

We do a Cookie Monster ice cream cake.

- We want lots of beer.

Brazilian beer.

- All right, pastrami, rice and beans, chopped liver,

bagels, Cookie monster ice cream cake, Brazilian beer.

Anything else?

- Esse Juan The Bullet. The Bullet!

- We're gonna kill him.

- Kill him? Matd lo.

Funerals, funerals.

Kill him!

- How much'd you say, my man?

- Five bags, homie, ‘til tomorrow.

- Hey, the son of a bitch is hiding.

We'll find him.

Give to me.

Kill that bitch and take care

of my Thiago.

Juan!

- What kind of cooperation you got in mind, Hector?

You sit on your fat ass up here

in your fancy police station

and send squad cars to round up some of our oldest

and most reliable pushers, what for?