Oscar Brown Jr. credited as playing...
Marvin Bookman
- [Marvin is in the hospital after being shot]
- Gracie Bookman: Marvin Bookman you're a damn fool.
- Lisa Bookman: You just lie still, Pop, and don't pay any attention to her.
- [John enters the room]
- John Bookman: Hello, Moms. How is he?
- Gracie Bookman: He was shot in the shoulder, but the doctor said he'd live.
- John Bookman: And how are you holding up?
- Gracie Bookman: I'm doin' fine now.
- [Hugs his sister]
- John Bookman: Sis.
- Marvin Bookman: Come here, John.
- John Bookman: How you doin, Pops?
- Marvin Bookman: Well, not goin' into the store today.
- John Bookman: I should have made you leave here a long time ago.
- Lisa Bookman: Made him? When's the last time anybody made him do anything?
- John Bookman: Pops, this place is just not...
- Marvin Bookman: This place was a good place. I come here with nothin', got a job US Steel.
- John Bookman: Yeah, yeah, I remember. The day the war ended you quit the mill with 9,500 in the bank.
- Marvin Bookman: Married your mother, bought the store. If I'd stayed in the mill I might've made foreman, but I'd be out of work by now. Maybe living on the streets like some of my friends. People work all their lives and wind up sleepin' in a cardboard box in a doorway. Is it any wonder these kids today don't want to work? They don't even want to live to grow old.
- John Bookman: I'm gonna get you out of here, so this can never happen to you again.
- Marvin Bookman: You should come back more. Your mother misses you.
- John Bookman: Yeah. Get some rest, okay? I got a friend in L.A. she's lookin' for an apartment close to me.
- Gracie Bookman: What are you talkin' about?
- John Bookman: You and Pops can't stay here anymore.
- Gracie Bookman: Well, you're just like them. Always trying to tell us what to do.
- John Bookman: But there ain't nothing here, Mom. You're living in the past.
- Gracie Bookman: My Johnny wouldn't talk like that.
- John Bookman: Come on, Mom, let's talk about this over a cup of coffee, okay?
- Gracie Bookman: All right.
- John Bookman: Good.
- [to his sister]
- John Bookman: Let me borrow your car.
- [They go outside where the detective is waiting]
- Detective Slatten: Mrs. Bookman.
- Gracie Bookman: Oh, stay the hell away from me. My husband had to go and do the right thing. Where were you? You knew what those animals could do.
- Detective Slatten: Mistakes were made. We got there too late.
- Gracie Bookman: Marvin made the mistake. Trusting you people.
- Detective Slatten: I know you won't believe this, but I'm gonna find the one that did this to your husband.
- Gracie Bookman: Oh, you're just a waste of time.
- Marvin Bookman: [some Rebel gang members come into his store] The money's still in the till, go on and get it.
- Kayo: Oh, see it ain't about the money! Hell, no! You see I can make more money in a day than you can make in a lifetime, old man. By the way what's this old punk shit I'm hearin' you done talk to the police about us?
- Marvin Bookman: I just told 'em where that boy's mother lived.
- Rebel gang member #3: He's lying. He gave us up.
- Kayo: Oh, why would you do some shit like that old man? We ain't never did nothin' to your store. We left your ass alone. We paid for everything we took! You see what I'm saying? You shouldn't even get involved in this type of shit here.
- Rebel gang member #3: Not much here all man.
- [Empties register]
- Kayo: Every other store around here get hit but you. We respected you. And look what the fuck you do to us!
- Marvin Bookman: Did to you? Why is it always what somebody's doing to you?
- Kayo: Oh, it don't matter no more 'cause you done fucked up
- [knocks him down]
- Kayo: you see that's what America's missing today. Balls!
- Marvin Bookman: [as he gets off the ground] it takes a lot to shoot a boy down in a phone booth, doesn't it?
- Kayo: This man right here? He got big, humongous balls!
- Rebel gang member #3: [grabs Marvin threateningly by the neck] Say you fuckin' sorry, man. Fuckin' customer's always right.
- [Marvin hits him in the neck with a bottle causing him to bleed profusely]
- Rebel gang member #3: Ah, shit, man!
- Kayo: [punches Marvin twice in the face causing him to fall down and starts to kick him] How's your ass feel now? Feeling any pain? Big pain, huh? Take some aspirin. Some pain relievers. Feel the pain?
- [Pulls out handgun]
- Kayo: Fuck this old motherfucker! Better yet, Bobby! Bring your motherfuckin' ass over here!
- Bobby: Man, it ain't even going on like that.
- Kayo: Man, you want to be a Rebel or not, motherfucker? Come on over here, man! You going to bust his caps up in his ass, you hear me?
- Bobby: Hey, look at his ass.
- Kayo: You want to get your stripes for a Rebel or what?
- Bobby: [takes handgun] Fuck it, man.
- Kayo: Kill that motherfucker by and by.
- Bobby: It's initiation day. You are old, man. You gonna die soon anyway.
- Kayo: Quit all that bullshit over there and you just pop his old ass!
- Bobby: I'm God!
- Marvin Bookman: You're nothin'!
- Bobby: It's time to cross the line, baby!
- Kayo: Man didn't I tell you about that? If you don't do that shit, I'm gonna take that gun back and pop your motherfucking ass! You hear me? I said pop his ass!
- [Bobby shoots and seemingly kills Marvin; smiling]
- Kayo: Come on, bring your ass off so we can get the fuck up out of here.
- Detective Slatten: [shows a picture of a dead body] Is this the man that shot you? We found him today.
- Marvin Bookman: That's him. He said he was God. But he couldn't bring himself to kill me.
- Detective Slatten: And the gun checks out. Looks like you win this one, coach.
- John Bookman: No, no, not yet.
- Detective Slatten: You got what you negotiated for. They gave you this kid Bobby. Law of the jungle, life for a life.
- John Bookman: Suppose I want more. Suppose I want all of them. Damien and Spyro included.
- Detective Slatten: I'd walk away a winner if I were you, coach. They made the gesture. I'd say accept it and walk away.
- John Bookman: The kid was murdered. Executed. Doesn't that bother you?
- Detective Slatten: We couldn't do better than that.
- Detective Waits: Bookman, you got a conviction, a sentence and an execution. What is your problem?
- John Bookman: My problem is you're in my father's room. You want to get out?
- Marvin Bookman: Now, son, don't go trying to get your own justice. It just ain't right.
- Marcus: Yeah, we'll see.
- Marvin Bookman: It's unreal. We practically raised that boy's mother. These are good people. It's a damn tragedy.
- Detective Waits: Do you know if he was in a gang?
- Marvin Bookman: Oh, not Kenny Thompson! Marcus, was Kenny in some kind of trouble with the gangs?
- Marcus: I don't know.
- Detective Slatten: Guess it would be a waste of time to ask whether you saw anything?
- Marvin Bookman: Why do you say that?
- Detective Slatten: Nobody ever sees anything around here. They bury their dead and nobody ever sees anything.
- Marvin Bookman: Is that so?
- Gracie Bookman: Marvin.
- Marvin Bookman: I'm talkin' to this detective.
- Detective Slatten: So talk to me. Anything you say is between us. Nobody else has to know.
- Marvin Bookman: Suppose I didn't see the gunmen, but I did get the license number of the car. Blue coupe. Broken right tail light.
- Detective Slatten: Looks to me like you had in mind to give me this.
- Marvin Bookman: These are good people. The boy's mother, she's never been in any trouble. She runs the beauty parlor across the street there.
- [the detectives leave]
- Gracie Bookman: Was that the smart thing to do, Mr. Bookman?
- Marvin Bookman: Probably not, Mrs. Bookman. You think I was wrong?
- Gracie Bookman: It's got to be you, doesn't it, Marvin?
- Marvin Bookman: Finally, it's got to be me. And you know something? I feel damn good about it.
- [Marcus gets angry]
- Marvin Bookman: Now, son, don't go tryin' to get your own justice. It just ain't right.
- Marcus: Yeah, we'll see.
- [he leaves]
- Gracie Bookman: Well, aren't you going after him?
- Marvin Bookman: And do what, honey? Lock him up until he cools down? He's a good kid, he'll come to his senses. He just needs a little time.