Empire Records

Write slip twice. Put money in the bag.

Joe?

Gina.

Lucas, what are you doing in here?

My life has reached its pinnacle.

Joe's letting me close the store tonight.

- You're kidding. - I am not.

Big responsibility, Lucas.

Yes.

But Joe's rules are extremely simple:

Count money twice...

keep my hands off of his beer...

cigars...

and drumsticks.

My, my, how will you remember it all?

Good luck.

Don't screw it up.

A responsibility like this requires the obedience...

of a saint.

"Music Town franchise option agreement"?

They've got to be kidding.

In the immortal words of The Doors:

"The time to hesitate is through."

Twenty-two.

Twenty-two black.

Who was that guy?

Craps! End of roll! New roller!

Place your bets, please. Get your bets down.

We have a high roller.

$9,104. I counted it. Twice.

I like your style.

Joe told me to count it twice.

No more bets, please. Put your bets down.

Do I just throw it and get a seven?

- That would be very good, sir. - Feeling lucky?

I'm guided by a force much greater than luck.

Seven!

A winner!

- Baby, you are sexy! - I know.

Same lucky shooter.

Get your bets down.

- Hot shooter on the line. - You know what? Let it ride.

Hot dice coming out.

That's an $18,000 bet. Sure you know what you're doing, kid?

I know this: That if I win this roll...

I will save the place that I work from being sold...

and the jobs of my friends that work there.

Thus striking a blow at all that is evil...

and making this world a better place to live in.

What?

And I'll... buy you guys a drink.

Party! Okay!

Get your bets down.

Joe...

this one's for you.

Two.

- Craps. - End of roll.

You know something? You used to be cute.

And you used to have $9,000.

I wonder if I'll be held responsible for this.

What the hell are you doing here, man?

Something happened to me last night in Atlantic City.

You went to Atlantic City?

Did you win anything?

No. I did not win.

So, if you guys ever wonder if it was nice to know you...

I tell you, now, that it was.

Shit, man, what happened?

What happened?

I do not regret the things I've done, but those I did not do.

Lucas, how much?

How much?

Shit.

What do you mean by "shit"? What's up?

Lucas doesn't have any money, and Joe let him close the store last night.

Yeah? So?

I guess he didn't live up to his responsibility, did he?

No, not the full responsibility. Shut up.

What's up, Joe?

What's up with the boss threads, man?

- Frigging Rex Manning Day. - What's up with the hostility?

Phone.

Right. Empire Records, open till midnight. This is Mark.

It's the bank.

Yeah, it's Joe.

Are you sure?

It should be.

Empire Records, open till midnight. This is Mark.

I don't know. I'll have to check.

- It's the boss. - Give me a sec, please.

Yeah, Mitch. Will you stop yelling, please?

What's wrong?

What is it?

Lucas? No way. Come on.

Here he comes.

Damn it, Lucas!

What's the matter?

- Surprise! - What is it?

Happy Rex Manning Day.

When did you have time to make these?

Dad says there are 24 usable hours in every day. Thank you.

You absolutely amaze me. You are a nerd.

That's me.

- So? - So.

So today...

- I will offer myself to Rex Manning. - All right!

I love you.

Like this.

Get your tongue off my record.

Do you think Rex is the right guy for my first time?

I think he's perfect for you, Corey.

I need to ask your advice.

You know a lot about love and women and that sort of thing.

My wife left me for another woman, and my girlfriend made me leave at gunpoint.

- Does this qualify me? - Definitely.

I've decided today's the day that I'll tell Corey how I feel about her.

I know what you're thinking, but I really am.

I've been working here off and on for five years, so...

I've got to tell her how I feel.

That I...

Love her.

How do I do that?

You say, "I love you."

You want written instructions?

If I find that kid, I swear I'll kill him.

- I'll tell her this morning. - Good.

By noon. Definitely.

No. By noon or 1:00.

By 1:37 exactly, Joe.

Good luck.

Thank you.

I remember the first time he sang it on The Family Way.

I got so excited I almost choked on a pretzel.

- Don't go in there. - Why?

I got something to tell you. Both of you.

Come on, Lucas, pick up the phone. Pick it up.

Come on, buckethead!

Hi, Joe.

- Does Joe know? - Nope. Just act normal.

- What's up, Joe? - What's new?

- How you doing? - Damn!

I got green!

Let's see who goes first. I got a brown!

- Anybody got brown? - Brown.

Orange.

Shit!

- What are you doing, man? - Exercising my veto, man.

It's only 9:00. You sure you want to do that?

Listening to this crap will make you sterile.

Maybe I want to be sterile.

What are you doing here?

Calculus. I hate it, but my dad says I've got to get an A.

You're not on until this afternoon.

It's Rex Manning Day.

Rex Manning Day.

Oh, Rexy, you're so sexy.

Mark, could you please not sing?

You know what, Joe?

One of these days, I'm going to show you little people.

On that day, I'll jump out of my wheelchair and dance.

How about today?

Rex Manning Day.

- Where's the money? - The money is gone.

Yeah, I know it's gone.

Where's it gone to?

Atlantic City.

Is it coming back from Atlantic City?

I don't think so.

What's it doing in Atlantic City?

Recirculating.

Are you pissed off?

Lucas, listen to me.

I told Mitchell Beck that you forgot to deposit the money.

I told him the money was still here.

Joe, that's not true. It's in Atlantic City.

I swear.

Shut up, sit down, and don't you move.

- It could be in other cities by now. - Shut up!

Under no circumstances do I want you to leave that couch.

Unless it's to get me $9,000.

Then you bring it here to me.

I think it'll be okay.

What makes you think that?

Who knows where thoughts come from? They just appear.

What a moron.

- Are you Corey Mason? - For me?

Thank you.

Later. - 'Bye, thank you.

"To the number one in her class. Harvard, 1999.

"Make me proud. Love, Daddy." That's sweet.

God, nothing's ever enough for him.

He didn't mean it like that. I'm sure he didn't.

Excuse me.

Hi. How are you today?

Hi, Debra.

- She hates me. - Yeah, she hates me, too.

But I have enough sense to hate her back.

- Good morning, Deb. - Hi, Deb.

Lucas, are you in trouble?

Did you need the money?