Paul Schrader - Raging Bull Scene 2 lyrics

EXT. SHOREHAVEN POOL - DAY *1942-43* [The Shorehaven Pool, spic-and-span in the summer sun is the closest thing to a country club in the Bronx. An eight foot fence stands between the pool and the street.] [JAKE, wearing slacks and a sportshirt, hangs out with the "boys" near the bar area. Older, "made" men play cards. A young fan walks by and says:] FAN: Hey, Jake. [At the opposite end of the pool where the girls gossip, and sunbathe, JOEY swaps small talk with VICKIE, a school girl, about 15. VICKIE is a knockout.] [SALVY, Frankie and Junior are with VICKIE and her friends. They joke with JOEY.] [JAKE watches SALVY and VICKIE.] [JAKE'S P.O.V.: JOEY is talking. PAN to VICKIE. VICKIE giggles. JOEY stands and walks over to JAKE.] JAKE: *referring to Vickie* Who's that? JOEY: Whadda you care? JAKE: Whadda ya mean, whadda I care? Who is she? What's a matter? You afraid I'm gonna take her on you? JOEY: No, I'm not afraid. Why? You wanna meet her? JAKE: Yeah -- JOEY: Cause I'll go right over there and bring her here. JAKE: Go 'head. JOEY: You sure you wanna meet her? Don't make me go over there, you change your mind and you make me look bad, cause she's really a knockout. She's 15, this kid -- a great piece of a**. JAKE: How do you know? You know her that good? JOEY: No, I see her around the pool. I know her. I know her like that -- not like that. JAKE: *gesturing to his bandage* Nah, not now... I wanna wait. I don't feel right... [JAKE watches VICKIE.] CUT TO: INT. JAKE AND IRMA'S APARTMENT, LIVING ROOM - LATE NIGHT JOEY: *to JAKE* I'm tellin' you, she'll be there, I know she'll be there. JAKE: 'Cause I wanna catch her alone. JOEY: How you gonna catch anybody alone at a dance?... I don't know if she'll be there alone... She'll probably be there with her girlfriends or something. JAKE: She ever go with them? Like Salvy? JOEY: Nah, she don't go with nobody. She's only 15 years old. JAKE: What does that have to do with it? She don't look 15 to me. I heard somethin' with Salvy. She was with him once or somethin', I think. It was like some blonde. That's the one... JOEY: Probably. You know she talks to everybody, and not just him. JAKE: Yeah, she's nice. JOEY: Ah, some piece of a**, I'm tellin' you. JAKE: You wasn't with her, were you? JOEY: Huh? JAKE: You wasn't with her? JOEY: With her? How? JAKE: You know, like bang her or anything? JOEY: Ah, no, no. I didn't bang her. I know her from around here, that's all. You want to meet her or what? JAKE: Nah, not now -- all those hard-ons around. I'll wait. Not now. [The scene ends on VICKIE as JAKE watches her.] CUT TO: INT. JAKE AND IRMA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - LATE NIGHT JOEY: *to Jake* I'm tellin' you, she'll be there, I know she'll be there. Dressed up and everything. JAKE: I don't like all those other clowns around. That's all I know. JOEY: C'mon, hurry up. We're never gonna get outta here tonight. JOEY sips a drink as JAKE knots his tie. IRMA enters from the bedroom. IRMA: Where you going at this hour? JAKE: What're you, a cop? I'm goin' out - business. IRMA: You f**in' worm, if you're going out, I'm going out. JAKE: And where you goin'? IRMA: None of your f**in' business. [JOEY lifts his eyes up.] JAKE: Eh, go out. Do what you're gonna do. What do I care? [JOEY opens the door to leave. JAKE follows.] IRMA: That's right -- run out. I ain't gonna be here when you get back. CUT TO: INT. JAKE AND IRMA'S APT. BUILDING - HALLWAY - LATE NIGHT [JAKE and JOEY hurry down the stairs. IRMA shouts after them.] IRMA: Bunch of guys. You all hang out together. Yeah, you're all going out on business. You're all gonna s** each other off. CUT TO: INT. JAKE AND IRMA'S BUILDING - GROUND FLOOR - LATE NIGHT JOEY: What a mouth on her -- you shoulda hit her -- no good f**in' Jewish c*nt -- breakin' our balls. You shoulda hit her with a chair. JAKE: Hey, watch your mouth. Don't talk like that. She's still my wife. JOEY: No, but Jake... how much abuse can you take. JAKE: *interrupting* How many times do I have to hit her? I hit her enough. [They exit to street.] CUT TO: EXT. JAKE AND IRMA'S APARTMENT BUILDING - STREET - LATE NIGHT [JOEY and JAKE come out of the building and start walking down the street.] [IRMA opens the window on the second floor right above them, and shouts out to them:] IRMA: Go ahead -- that's all you're good for -- to go out and leave me here like a dog. You and your brother! You don't even look like brothers. You look like f*ggots! That's what you look like -- f*ggots! [JAKE and JOEY walk faster down the block, pretending that IRMA must be shouting at someone else.] [She throws a bottle at them. It smashes in the street.] CUT TO: EXT. WEBSTER HALL - NIGHT *AN HOUR LATER* ESTABLISHING SHOT. INT. WEBSTER HALL - NIGHT [A neighborhood dance is in progress. A small band is playing while mainly older couples dance. There are two priests present. The younger people are divided into two groups -- the boys, who are dressed in suits and ties, and spend most of their time at the bar area -- and the girls, who are in evening dresses, and spend most of their time dancing together.] [Some of the more popular girls are surrounded by "wise-guys." There are tables near the dance floor with "set ups" *bottles of Scotch, rye, and a bucket of ice* on them. These tables are the "bases of operation" for different neighborhood groups, as if they were street corners.] [JAKE and JOEY are walking toward a table. Vera, a young neighborhood girl, blocks their way as she bends over to talk to some GUYS at a table. Vera's well-built, and knows it.] [JOEY tries to move one way; Vera again blocks his way. This little game goes on for a few seconds, then:] JOEY: Look, could you move a little. Would you mind, darling? VERA: Mind what, Mr. Big Shot? JAKE *annoyed*: Eh, girlie, take a walk. [JAKE starts to move forward; JOEY stops him.] JOEY: *to Vera* All right, darling, I'll just stand here and wait. [JOEY cups his hands and grabs Vera's breasts. Vera squeals, covers her breasts, and moves back. JOEY and JAKE walk past her. JOEY smiles.] [JOEY and JAKE sit down at an empty table.] JAKE: Do you see her yet? JOEY: Give me a chance. Let me look. CUT TO:: MOVING SHOTS [JAKE tries to find her -- Camera pans until we find her. JOEY points out a distant table. He spots VICKIE with a couple of other GIRLS. VICKIE locks beautiful and is obviously having a good time.] JOEY: There she is over there on the other side. What did I tell you? Oh, ain't she nice? Ain't she a f**in' doll? [As they watch, we see, from JAKE's pov: SALVY, FRANKIE, and JUNIOR show up at VICKIE's table. They are in overcoats and hats and don't sit down. They are obviously on their way to bigger things than a neighborhood dance -- and VICKIE and her GIRLFRIENDS are glad to go with them. They get up to leave.] JAKE: Be right back. [SALVY, Frankie, Junior, VICKIE and the other two girls leave the dance hall. JAKE, unseen, follows them to the entrance way, as they go out onto the sidewalk.] CUT TO:: EXT. WEBSTER HALL - NIGHT [JAKE watches as SALVY ushers everyone into his Cadillac, and then drives off.] [JAKE stares after the car for a moment, then goes back inside.] CUT TO: EXT. SHOREHAVEN POOL - DAY *1942-43* [JAKE and JOEY get out of their Packard convertible and walk over to the fence surrounding the pool. VICKIE is by the pool. JOEY: *calling out to Vickie* Hey, Vickie, c'mere. Don't be afraid. C'mere. Just say hello. This is my brother. [VICKIE comes over to the fence.] JOEY: Vickie, I want you to meet my brother, Jake. He's gonna be the next champ. [JAKE puts his fingers through the fence.] JAKE: JOEY said you wanted to meet me. Is that right? You wanted to meet me? VICKIE: *to Joey* I just wanted to say hello. JAKE: You wanted to say hello, eh? I can't believe it. When did you fall outta heaven? Anyone ever tell you you're the most beautiful one here, princess of the pool. You got a baby face. Look at mine. Whatcha wanna meet me for? VICKIE: I don't know. 'Cause you're cute. JAKE: *to Joey* Ya hear, Joey? She thinks this face is cute? Hey, whatcha doin' now? You wanna go for a ride? PAN TO: CAR VICKIE: Sure. Gimme a few minutes. [She starts to go.] JAKE: Hey... [She turns. JAKE kisses his hand and holds it up to the fence by her lips.] CUT TO: EXT. SHORE ROAD - DAY [JAKE drives his Packard convertible down Shore Road. VICKIE sits in the pa**enger seat, her blonde hair blowing in the wind. VICKIE feels JAKE's eyes all over her, and loves it.] [On the radio, Bing Crosby sings "Just One More Chance."] CUT TO: EXT. MINIATURE GOLF COURSE - DAY [JAKE parks across the street from the new miniature golf course on Shore Road. The Shore Road course is one of the best. The first green features a pink windmill.] [JAKE and VICKIE get out to cross the street.] VICKIE: You don't talk very much. JAKE: I ain't ever talked to a movie star before. VICKIE: *giggles* I ain't no movie star. I'm just in high school. JAKE: Oh no? I thought you was a movie star. [A bus heads toward them.] VICKIE: JAKE! The bus! [JAKE holds up his hand.] JAKE: Any bus gives you trouble, I knock it out for ya. [The bus stops for them as they cross the street.] CUT TO: EXT. THE FIRST GREEN - DAY [JAKE sets VICKIE's ball on the tee facing the windmill.] VICKIE: You go first. Let me watch how to do this. JAKE: You don't get nothin' done by watchin'. You just gotta do it. Here, I'll help you. [JAKE hands VICKIE the putter, then moves behind her and puts her hand on the club.] JAKE: That's it. Just grip up a little tighter. That's it. You're gonna be real good at this. How does that feel? VICKIE: It feels real good. JAKE: Just keep your eye on the ball. VICKIE: Should I hit it? JAKE: Just give it a nice little tap. [VICKIE swings and the ball rolls into the center of the windmill. VICKIE breaks free and follows her ball. JAKE follows.] VICKIE: I can't find my ball. JAKE: Can you see it? [VICKIE bends and looks under the windmill.] VICKIE: No. [JAKE bends and looks.] VICKIE: Can you see it? JAKE: No. VICKIE: What does that mean? [JAKE takes VICKIE by the arm.] JAKE: It means the game is over. [JAKE throws his putter on the next green.] JAKE: Let's get outta here. CUT TO: EXT. ARTHUR AVENUE APARTMENT BUILDING - BRONX - DAY [JAKE and VICKIE pull up to a tenement.] [JAKE dashes around the car to open the door for VICKIE.] [They enter the building.] CUT TO: INT. ARTHUR AVENUE APARTMENT - DAY [Joseph Lamotta, Sr. is finishing his Sunday dinner with a gla** of wine as JAKE and VICKIE enter.] JAKE: Hi Pop. This is my new girlfriend, Vickie. V for victory. How do you like that Pop? JOE LAMOTTA: V for victory. VICKIE *nervous*: It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. LaMotta. JOE LAMOTTA *in Italian*: Sit down. Eat something. [JAKE is anxious. VICKIE is scared.] JAKE: C'mon, Pop. You've been in America so many years. Speak English. JOE LAMOTTA: *joking* You want me to speak English -- f** you. That's English. JAKE: Pop, don't curse. There's a girl here. I'm gonna show her around the house. Why don't you just finish your wine? [Joe stares at him. JAKE grasps VICKIE's arm firmly.] CUT TO: INT. ARTHUR AVENUE APARTMENT - BEDROOM - DAY [The bedroom is a few rooms away from the kitchen. JAKE closes the door. *There is a warm light in the bedroom.*] VICKIE: JAKE, this is your father's bedroom. JAKE: That's all right. He don't mind. [The room is sparsely furnished. On the bureau, there is a large framed photo of the boxing brothers: JAKE and JOEY Lamotta. *JOEY wears a suit in the picture.*] [JAKE puts VICKIE on the bed and removes his jacket and tie. VICKIE: Jake... JAKE: It's OK. [He pushes her against the bed and gently undresses her. They make love.]