Once Fallen

Me and Beat grew up on the shores of San Pedro.

It's a harbor town south of Los Angeles,

populated with the families of hard working blue-collar men

who live and die by the codes of the Union

and the bosses who controlled the ports.

My dad was one of those men.

I always imagined that I would some day be one, too.

Beat got his name from the kids at school who pushed him around.

So I started pushing back.

But no one pushed him harder than his father when he came home from the bars at night.

We'd smoke the cigarettes I'd stolen from my dad.

Talk about the days in front of us.

Places that we'd go.

Ships we'd sail.

And ports with girls.

That thing was crazy.

Look at this.

Hello?

Hi, Rose, it's me.

Is everything okay?

No, everything is not okay. Have you heard from her?

No.

Rose, it's been two weeks What the fuck's going on?

What did you do, Liam?

I didn't do anything.

Something must've happened.

I swear to God, I didn't do anything.

You must've said something.

I didn't say anything. I thought we were doing fine. And then she just, I mean--

I-I know you and Chance will be fine without me.

What am I supposed to tell Chance?

Just tell him that you went to San Diego.

If she does, could you ask her to call me at least?

You know I will.

You take it easy, Liam.

Thanks, Rose. I appreciate it.

Call me if you hear anything.

Yeah, all right.

Bye.

Actually, you know, it was--

Hey. Where have you guys been?

We were at the beach.

You better be careful. You're gonna kill yourselves like that. Come here.

There you go. All right.

Give me a couple.

Left. All right, all right.

Beat. Beat.

Can we see the new move?

Okay, okay. Good. Let's get something to eat. Come on.

Ouch.

Hey.

Dad, he hit a rock when he jumped in the water.

Please, don't hurt my dad.

Are you sore back here?

No, it's okay.

Son of a bitch.

Dad! Dad!

You boys stay right there.

Come here. I'll get you.

Why the fuck have you killed him?

I need some help! I need some help!

He'll never hurt you again.

Fucking get away from my son.

You're fucking done. You'll fucking pay for this. I swear to God !

Get up. Get up. Get up.

Somebody clean up this garbage.

That's Bookman. He took me under his wing.

He kept me out of the shit details while he trained me to fight.

When I was ready, he set up the fights

that he and the guards ran in the boiler room.

My dad taught me to box, but Bookman taught me to fight.

He was the closest thing to a friend that I had.

Fucking off somewhere.

Davis!

AW.

Saving Bookman cost me eight stitches,

but it bought me five years.

In a couple of months, finally I get to go home.

Saying goodbye was harder than I thought.

He said we'd stay in touch.

But I think we both knew we wouldn't.

Sue?

Are you all right?

I'll be right there. Don't move.

Ha-ha. Like you can.

Okay, roll over.

Jesus, Mary and Saint.

Use your arm ! Push, push !

Let's just stay like this, Rose.

God !

I'm sorry, Rose.

Aw, Jesus! Where's your stuff?

Right below you. Thank you.

Sue. If you wanna go on killing yourself, that's fine.

Would you stop including me?

Do you think Chance, he'll stay here with you?

No.

Chance always has some place to stay.

It's just the wrong place, that's all.

Sounds like most of the men I've known.

I'm making you somethin'.

Oh.

What color is it?

Green. You'll love it.

Why don't you move your fucking bike?

Why don't you come over here and make me?

Fuck you.

Hey, fuck you.

No, fuck you.

No, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no! Fuck you !

No, fuck you.

Piece of shit.

Oh, my God. Ready for a rematch?

Yeah, I can give you a fucking head start.

Is the pier okay with you?

How does it feel to have something big between your legs, huh?

Why don't you lick me?

Are you good?

My fucking shrink's got me on a new one now.

Gravi-sil.

Ugh.

So, what do you wanna do first, man?

I gotta go see Kat.

See where I stand. Have you seen her?

She hasn't been around much since you've been gone.

Where is she staying?

Down by the docks. Eddie put 'em up. One of his places.

Them?

I mean her.

Hey.

I missed you so much.

I missed you, too.

Hail Hitler.

I told you not to say that shit.

What's the word on my son?

He's out. He was released this morning.

I don't wanna be out of line.

Some of the men think it might be a good idea to lean on him.

Look. I mean, he did stop a head on the marked nigger.

If anyone in the brim talks or even thinks of putting hurt on my blood,

you are going to tell me. Hm? Correct?

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Go change your pants.

You're a fucking disgrace.

Who the fuck are you?

Who is it?

Hey, Kat.

August, this is your daddy.

He's been away for a long time and now he's back.

That's funny, Kat. Whose kid is it?

Look, I didn't wanna tell you when you were on the inside, okay?

Uh, look, I'm gonna go get a drink or two

And why don't you get to know your kid? I'll be back later.

Don't you wanna catch up?

Kat, come on.

You can't just leave me with this kid.

Whose kid is it?

Oh, Jesus.

I only wanna do this if they throw down.

Hard and bloody, huh?

Well the Lt say they're gonna bust him and bring him for questioning?

Well, Lts have a tendency to forget.

Every once in a while in the field, things don't go that smoothly.

I wanna make sure things are gonna be cool.

Benny, Benny, what you have to make sure of in your heart

is that you trust me, okay? That you trust us. You're the new kid here.

All right? So let's get that straight. You have to trust me. Okay?

All right.

Okay?

Okay.

Who's throwing the switch?

Put the gun down. Put the gun down, motherfucker!

What, a black?

Dan.

Let me talk to MC nigger here for a second.

Are you okay?

Fuck you, man. Arrest me so I can call my fucking lawyer.

Shit!

Come on !

Shut the fuck up! Shut up!

This is bullshit.

Watch my fucking back.

Sorry.

Now, where is it?

If I talk, I walk.

If you talk, I'll let you walk.

Yeah. Clean and free of nothin'.

You got it. Now, where is it?

It's right there.

Fuck me.

Well, that is a lot of cocaine.

Rath, let's call it in, man.

Your name is Rath? I heard about you.

Yeah? What you hear?

Heard you was a fucking faggot.

That's right. A crooked cop, fucking faggot.

I'll never have any kind of life if I stay here.

I just can't do it anymore.

You know, Eddie was right. Like father, like son.

Oh, what do you mean Eddie's right?