Fritz the Cat

Hey, yeah. The 1960's?

Happy times, heavy times.

All right, so you get your daughter, right?

She might be Catholic, Jewish, anything.

So you bring her up in what they call...

the bourgeois, American-type-society family.

Bring them up so they don't screw until they get married.

You take them to church on Sunday.

Teach them all you can about bringing up a family...

how you should look and act...

then you send them to college.

You bust your hump. No government subsidy.

Nobody's paying nothing.

You save your money, or you borrow the money...

you work overtime, you send her to college.

You want her to get an education.

The first Easter she comes home on a vacation...

she says, "Hey, Dad, I'm living with some guy."

"You're living with some guy? What do you mean?"

"This is the thing now. Free love."

We're getting away from the original point.

What we're trying to find is, why are these bastards rioting?

Because they did dope.

Listen, you're going in the wrong direction.

What of it?

What happens is, look, I'm sending you to school...

I'm breaking my ass to send you to college, right?

I expect you're going to learn something.

Why be a janitor? Learn something.

To justify my investment in you.

But some of these people revel in the fact...

that their kids are leaders, are rabble-rousers.

This son of a bitch just started a riot.

These kids think they're the first generation...

that ever screwed before they got married.

We all did, but we always had one girl.

She screwed... that girl you took out.

It's better off these kids don't get married...

because they haven't got the guts to stick with it.

Hey, you fucking intellectuals

You think you're so where it's at

Before you fill your minds with any junk

Better listen to Fritz the Cat

'Cause writers and poets and artists

It's your duty to live life to the most

So fly out, brothers, and check out the world

Give me a ride to the coast

Fritz the Cat

He fought many a good man

Laid many a good woman

Live life to the fullest

Cry out for more until it bleeds

Help me, help me help you, mother...

Love me, I hate you, love me

I kill you, love me

I love you

What a mob in the park today.

God, the place is crawling with phonies.

Yeah, high school punks.

Those creeps are always here on weekends, man.

Most of them are total jackoffs.

So many people here and nobody here.

-Dig that chick, man! -Over there?

Man, look at that ass on her!

-What a baby carriage. -So what, man?

If you hadn't showed up so late, we'd be all right now.

Fritz always does it, man.

Everybody's here with their guitars already.

Sixteen versions of "Lemon Tree."

I just want someplace where I can sleep.

I mean, I can cook.

I can sew and do housework and things like that.

Get out the guitars.

Come on, get them out.

And one, two, three.

Once I had a little girl

Who was in love with me

Well, well, baby, I know, I know

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, mama, mama, singing it, ho

Dumb chicks.

-Easily impressed by spades. -lt's the thing, man.

Look, I'm gonna split.

I'll see you guys later.

Yeah, hang loose, Fritz.

I've read everything James Baldwin's written.

He has a true sense of the problems of black people.

I worked for Head Start for free last summer.

Black kids are so much groovier.

I went to a couple of Black Panther meetings.

The time for non-violent revolution is past.

More power to the people!

I'm taking a course in African studies at school.

I had no idea you people were so civilized.

Do you know that property values...

actually go up when a black family moves in?

Freud didn't write for the black man.

Why does a great actor like James Earl Jones...

always have to play black men?

Don't you hate it when people say "Colored" or "Negro"...

and not "Black"? Black is beautiful.

It's so great that black people wear their hair natural...

not emulating the image of beauty...

white people inflict upon them.

I had a black girlfriend once who said that Jewish people...

were the closest to black people.

I'm Jewish, you know.

I ain't no jive-ass black nigger, honey.

Who do you think I am? Geraldine?

Oh, God!

Oh, Jesus!

How awful.

My soul is tormented.

-Gee. -Oh, no.

I've been up and down the four corners of this big old world.

I've seen it all! I've done it all!

-Gee. -Wow.

I've fought many a good man, laid many a good woman.

I've had riches and fame and adventure.

Stood face to face with danger and death countless times.

Are you somebody famous?

I think I saw you in a movie once.

Try not to interrupt, huh?

I've tasted life to the fullest...

and still my soul cries out...

in this hungry, tortured, wrecked quest, "More!"

-Look at the good side of life. -Things aren't all bad.

Gee, he's handsome.

You. You can help me.

You must save me.

By so doing, you, too, will be saved.

I'd like to, but what can I do?

Lovely set of eyes there.

Little sweet one with your heart of gold...

I know of a place where we can be alone...

to join our souls in sacred truth.

I want to be in on this thing.

What about my soul, you fink?

Four in bed...that's a kick I haven't tried yet.

What?

Yes. Together we shall all learn...

the real existential essence of the life force.

"Existential." I heard that word once.

-What's it mean? -"Cool," stupid.

You are a true genius, Fritz.

Wild, this is wild.

Oh, honey, I could go...

I'll get it. God damn it.

What's happening, man?

Fritz the Cat has become the stud of the year.

We're having a session here now, so I don't know.

Anybody using that room?

That's the john, I mean...

if you're really strung out, man.

We'll take it. This way, group.

Come along, now, step lively.

Watch your step.

That's a girl. Rub-a-dub-a-dub.

OK.

A new world of experience awaits us, my loves.

This bathtub is now transformed...

into a space capsule of truth and love.

Wow! This is wild!

Only in naked closeness can we all know each other.

Yes! Right! Very good, Winston, darling.

"Naked closeness," true. You are a perceptive girl.

Closeness, we must all get very close...

as close as possible, as a matter of fact.

That's right. Let's all get close together.

Oh, boy.

Closeness and fulfillment of our hidden desires...

through which we reach the truth.

Fulfillment is important. Don't you think so, Winston?

Ooh, yes. Very important.

Now I'm getting to the truth, I think, yes.

It's all very clear now.

OK, Winston. Here come the truth.

You got the word. Oh, Fritzy.

You got such an existential little body.

Jeez. Wow.

Oh, shit! Maybe we better go, huh?

No! Not at all! You get down over here.

And you down like that. Right under here.

Watch the foot.

Right under here.

Ready, everyone. Here we go.

Hey, Ralph, I think this is the place...

we got the report on with these kids upstairs...

doing the shit and smoking, I think.

Tell me what to do. I never went in before.

Because you're a rookie and this is your first beat...

you just follow me. We walk up the steps.

We don't make any noise.

You follow me slowly, got that?

I do. Like Dick Tracy.

No, it's like Terry and the Pirates.

Dick Tracy's old hat.

Now, let's go inside.

Wait. Could I get to search the girls?

Yeah. I've done enough of that.