Counterpunch

So how is this guy? Nice guy or is he going to be trouble?

He's a real sweetheart, Manny.

Just like you.

Man: Who the fuck are you, huh? You got my clothes?

Where's my clothes, huh? You got my clothes?

Where is this? Is this some kind of joke? Don't keep that door locked.

You guys are lucky I didn't break that door down.

Okay listen, I didn't do anything to that girl.

That was my friend, it was stupid and I didn't touch her.

So I don't know why the fuck I'm here, okay?

Wherever the fuck here is. Where... where am I?

Emilio Manrique, you are in South Miami mental hospital

and I am here to help you out.

Mental hospital? I'm not crazy. I'm not the...

will you keep me here forever with the crazy people?

I'm not the one that's crazy, okay? Don't look at me like that!

Because I'm fine! Okay, I'm fine!

Look at me... I'm fine. I'm not... I'm not crazy, okay?

And I'm a good person. You've got to believe me, what I tell you,

- I'm fine! - Go ahead.

- I've never felt better. - Go ahead.

That's it, go ahead.

I'm here to help. Go ahead and let it all out.

Don't fucking tell me to let it all out!

Because I will! I'll fucking sacrifice it all.

Ahh!

- Don't you... hey! - Hold it.

Ah! You motherfuckers!

Fuck you! Fuck you!

No!

- ( Music playing ) - Man: My name's Emilio.

This is where my story begins.

I was born and raised in Miami,

the city that's known for its tropical beaches,

clear blue skies...

the playground for the rich and famous.

You know, all that stuff you see on TV.

Well, I'm not from around there.

I'm from that part of Miami that nobody even knows exists.

Hey, be careful. Don't break Beto's house.

Yeah, right, I'm a millionaire.

Nigga, you so broke you can't even afford to pay attention.

Come on, serge. Do I have to do it?

You lost, E. You know the rules.

Damn, it's hot as hell today, you know?

I need some water. I'm fuckin' dehydrating over here.

That's 'cause you're 50 lbs overweight.

- Hurry up, E. Let's do this. - How does paper beat rock?

Am I the first person to think about that?

I mean, scissors beats paper, 'cause you can just cut the paper.

But paper doesn't beat rock 'cause you can't cut a rock.

What you mean you can't cut a rock?

Your mama be doing that every night.

E, if you're scared, I'll do it.

I ain't scared of shit!

Then let's do this.

Almost ready, mi Amor.

Mama, you don't have to cook me breakfast every morning.

Mi Amor, it's the most important meal of the day.

Okay? I want to make sure that you start your day off right.

You're not eating? Sit down.

I know. I don't eat breakfast.

- I don't have time. - ( Shower running )

Yeah, did they turn the water off in her apartment again?

I don't know.

Mami, don't give her any more money.

Mami, Mami, Mami, you know what she's going to do with it.

Do you want more Platanos?

She doesn't appreciate a goddamn thing you do for her or for Emilio.

Frank, God's last name is not "damn."

I'm sorry. I worry about Emilio.

I do too.

Oye, hey.

When you're done there, can you give me a ride home?

- Okay. That looks really good. - Sure.

Mi Vida, por favor, you're getting the carpet all wet.

Why don't you go and dry off in the bathroom?

Relax, Daisy. It's just water.

It'll dry.

Okay okay! Iesta bien!

God!

If it's not one thing, it's the other!

If not, it's something else!

Imia!

It's just water! My God!

It's just water!

So can you take me home? I got this job-interview thing.

I said sure.

Where's Emilio?

Woman: Oh my God, the kid's in the road!

Man: Hold on, hold on, stay here. Hold on.

- Oh my God! - Stay here, stay here.

Hey, kid, are you okay?

Robert!

Shut up or I'll crack your skull!

You're lucky to get jacked by the Jack boys.

- ( Laughs ) - Robert!

Hey, little mama, don't worry about Robert.

- What are you doing? Robert! - He's gonna be fine.

- We're the Jack boys! - You got a wallet?

Woman: Let me out!

Damn, bro, it's dangerous to be carrying this much money around with you.

- Robert! - Hey hey, sit back.

- Let... - Don't touch me.

I'm gonna hang on to this, keep it safe for you.

A lot of thugs in this neighborhood.

- He's gonna get the shit kicked out of him. - Get off my car!

All right, Mr. white man. Pleasure doing business with you.

All right, little mama. Keep it nice and tight. I'll call you later.

- Ha ha! - ( Distant siren wailing )

Robert!

Frank: You know, if you want, you could stay with me

- for a couple of weeks. - ( Laughs ) Frank, with you?

Please. You live in a boxing gym.

Thanks, Pero no thank you.

Boxing is all about discipline. Maybe he could use a little...

maybe he could what? Become a boxer like you?

I don't think so. I'd rather him flip burgers than become a boxer.

- Boxing is a waste of time. - Okay okay okay, I understand.

Besides, we can take care of him just fine, all right?

"We"?

Excuse me?

- You just said we. - Yeah.

Don't tell me tomas is staying with you again.

No.

Well, he...

he just comes over once in a while, all right?

We're trying to work things out.

Lydia, do you realize what you're doing to your son's life?

You're just jealous! You are not his father, Frank.

Okay? You're just an old, lonely man.

- That's what you are. - Yeah yeah, I'm jealous.

You're jealous of what me and tomas have. Yeah!

Yeah, I'm jealous. You know what? You're crazy.

- Oh, I'm crazy? - Yeah, you're crazy.

- I'm the crazy one. - You're crazy. You're crazy.

Si, Loca. Yeah, don't forget about what you did, okay?

Okay, you have no right to judge me.

Mami, I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Mami, mami.

- What about my ride? - ( Door slams )

Yeah yeah!

Beto: Hey, I think that lady liked me, you know?

I could tell by the way she was looking at me.

That was bad. You see how I pulled up?

- Mm-hmm. - He was so scared!

- Yeah. - I could have took his girl too, right there...

- right in front of him. - That's what I'm talkin' about.

Whoo hoo!

Wallet!

Yo, how much did we make?

"We"?

What you mean, we?

Nigga, you must be crazy.

I just bought all these beers.

And I'm the one that always brings the weed and shit.

And I'm the one that makes sure that nothing happens

to you little motherfuckers while you out here.

Yo, E, it's all you, big dog.

Nah, I just need some water or something. It's hot out here.

Hey, I'll take it.

What the hell is that?

This?

Take it...

Just in case anything happened to you.

I'll show you.

You just push this lever in and out

when you're ready to stick someone.

- Trust me. - All right, serge.

You bet.

What the fuck is this?

- You eating dog food now? - ( Laughing )

Is that why your breath always smell like shit?

Give me that fuckin' thing.

Yo, we got company.

I told you dirty Haitians, don't you come around here.

- This is my bridge. - Fuck you! We go wherever the fuck we wanna go.

Why don't you take your fuckin' ass back to Haiti?

- I was born here, stupid ass. - Who the fuck you callin' stupid ass?

You think we scared?

- ( Grunting ) - Fuck!

Do it, E! Do it! Kill him!

- Lydia: How was school? - Emilio: Fine, mom.

- So do you have homework? - No.

No? Wow. Emilio, you never have homework.

- Man: Lydia? - ¿Que?