Rumble Fish (1983)

Father : Every now and then, a person comes along, has a different view of the world than does the usual person. It doesn't make them crazy. I mean... an acute perception, man... that doesn't, that doesn't make you crazy.

Rusty James : Could you talk normal?

Father : However sometimes... it can drive you crazy, acute perception.

Rusty James : You know, that chick, Cassandra, man, I saw her. She said she wasn't hooked.

The Motorcycle Boy : Oh, Yeah? Yeah, well, I believe her.

Rusty James : You do?

The Motorcycle Boy : Sure. You know what happened to the people who didn't believe Cassandra?

Father : Yeah. The Greeks got 'em. You know what I mean.

Rusty James : What?

Father : The Greeks got 'em.

Rusty James : Man, what the fuck do the Greeks have to do with anything? Huh?

The Motorcycle Boy : What do you think California's like?

Rusty James : Like all that shit in the movies, man. Blondes walkin' around, the Beach Boys, palm trees, the ocean, man. How was the ocean? Huh?

The Motorcycle Boy : Nah, I didn't get to the ocean.

Rusty James : No?

The Motorcycle Boy : No, I didn't get to the ocean. California got in the way.

Rusty James : Yeah? California got in the way? I thought California was on the coast.

The Motorcycle Boy : What's this? Another glorious battle for the kingdom?

Rusty James : Hey, man... I thought you were gone for good.

The Motorcycle Boy : I thought we had a treaty.

Rusty James : I need some money, Pops.

Father : Are you ill, Russell James?

Rusty James : I got cut up in a knife fight.

Father : Yeah, really.

Rusty James : Yeah.

Father : Yep, really.

[looking at both boys]

Father : Strange lives you two lead.

Rusty James : Yeah, right. Strange? At least I ain't a lawyer on welfare.

Rusty James : Hey, man. I really dig the colors!

[referring to the Siamese fighting fish]

The Motorcycle Boy : The colors?

Rusty James : The colors are cool.

The Motorcycle Boy : Uh-huh. Makes me kind of sorry I can't see the colors.

Rusty James : I never thought you were sorry about anything.

Patty : You always try so hard to be like your brother, Rusty James.

Rusty James : Hey, my brother's the coolest.

Patty : Well, you're better than cool. You're warm.

Rusty James : How do you know when someone's crazy?

Benny : Well, you don't always. It depends on how many people think they're crazy.

[Patty and Rusty James are kissing on the couch while Donna does homework at the dining room table]

Patty's Sister : You guys aren't supposed to do that in front of me.

Patty : Donna, go to your room. Now!

Rusty James : It's bedtime.

Patty's Sister : I should do my ten page report on you... including illustrations.

[Rusty James chuckles]

Patty : You're gonna get it.

Patterson the Cop : You think you'll understand him?

Rusty James : Yeah, but what I don't understand is why you hate him so much?

Patterson the Cop : I hate him because you kids think he's an idol but he isn't. He is anything else but he is no hero!

[first lines]

Midget : Yo, Rusty-James. Biff Wilcox lookin' for you, Rusty-James.

Rusty James : I'm not hidin'.

Midget : He says he's gonna kill you, Rusty-James.

Rusty James : Sayin' ain't doin'.

Rusty James : [to The Motorcycle Boy] Yo bro, let's blow!

Alley Mugger #1 : You got any bread?

Rusty James : What?

[guesturing at the 2nd mugger]

Rusty James : He's not gonna bash us even if we got bread?

Alley Mugger #2 : Sure, that's it.

Steve : Progressive country. Intergrated mugging.

Patterson the Cop : [regarding The Motorcycle Boy] You know I really thought he'd left town for good.

Rusty James : Yeah? Maybe he missed *you* too much, man. Maybe he had to come back just to see you!

Patterson the Cop : You know, we'd all be better off if you'd stayed gone.

[Rusty James whistles at Patty's front door and Donna pokes her head out the window]

Patty's Sister : Hey, Rusty James.

Rusty James : Hey, Donna. Your sister home?

Patty's Sister : Yeah, but I thought you were coming to see me.

Rusty James : [chuckles] Is your mother home?

Patty's Sister : No. My sister's home. How about seeing me afterward?

[ducks back inside]

Patty's Sister : Patty! Rusty James is here!

The Motorcycle Boy : [he and Steve come across a wounded Rusty]

[quietly]

The Motorcycle Boy : You gotta keep still.

The Motorcycle Boy : [carefully begins to pick up Rusty] You're gonna be okay. Don't move.

Rusty James : You pissed off at me, man?

The Motorcycle Boy : [takes Rusty in his arms]

[whisper]

The Motorcycle Boy : Don't talk. I'll take care of you.

Rusty James : [after realise that their rivals haven't arrived to the fight] I guess we're gonna have to fight ourselves!

Rusty James : If he's bringin' friends, then I'm bringin' friends, man.

Patty : Who are you, stranger?

Rusty James : Rusty James, the man of your dreams.

Patty : You mean my nightmares?

Rusty James : Man, I love fights, man. This reminds me of the old days when we used to have rumbles. Heroin ruined the gangs, man. Junk, you know?

Patty : I'm not allowed to have boyfriends over when Mother's out.

Rusty James : Since when?

Patty : Since I first started having boyfriends.

Steve : [referring to The Motorcycle Boy] What's wrong with him?

Rusty James : He goes deaf sometimes. He's color-blind too. Lot of people are color-blind. It's no big deal.

Steve : He looks so old. I forget he's just 21.

Rusty James : Yeah? That's pretty old.

Steve : Nah. He looks really old. Like, 25 or something.

Rusty James : I didn't say I dislike you. I just don't like substitute teachers livin' in my building. All right?

Smokey : Careful, man. He's been popping pills.

Rusty James : I hate fighting hopped-up people.

Rusty James : You're just another one of his chicks, man. He don't like you any more than he likes any of the rest of 'em.

Rusty James : What's the matter? You're shootin' up? Fuckin' heroin, man. Me and him, we never did dope. Ruined the gangs. It ruined everything. If I ever caught my girlfriend doin' that shit, I'd break her fuckin' arm.

Cassandra : Only her arm?

Patty : You know you can't afford the tickets. It doesn't matter.

Rusty James : No, no. No, I'll get some money. And then, you know, just get dolled up and don't worry about that. And I'll come by and pick you up around 7:00 or 8:00 or something.

The Motorcycle Boy : Let's have a little more respect around here from now on, huh?

Rusty James : Fuck you! No, I'm only kiddin'.

Rusty James : Good. Fine! Suspend the hell out of me. You think I care? The only reason I'm going to this fuckin' school is 'cause my friends are here, man. You think I give a shit? I don't give a shit. I don't give a shit, man. You suspend me? I fuckin' quit.

The Motorcycle Boy : Hey.

Rusty James : What?

The Motorcycle Boy : Hey. Hey.

Rusty James : All right.

The Motorcycle Boy : Hey.

Rusty James : I'm all right.

The Motorcycle Boy : Hey. Why?

Rusty James : Why what?

The Motorcycle Boy : Why?

Rusty James : Oh, fuck.

The Motorcycle Boy : Hey. Hey.

Rusty James : Fuck, fuck.