"Fucking..." "Hey, where do you think you're going?" "I am going out!" "Dressed like a damned freak you are going out?" "You don't have a loose over." "Why don't you wear some decent going out?" "By the way, dad, thanks for putting those dolls and shit in my room." "Hey!" "And where are my posters?" "!" "Your what?" "My posters, my guittar and all my shit." "I threw them out." "Yeah, I threw them out, because you're supposed to dress your damn room like a little girl, you're my little girl." "You dress your room like little girl, not like a little boy." "You want me to dress like a little girl too, daddy?" "Just like my step sister?" "You wanna fuck me too, daddy?" "What?" "What did you say to me?" "What did you fuck say to me?" "Get upstairs!" "Fuck up off my eye." "Freak!" "What the fuck are you lookin at?" "Get the fuck out." "Go on!" "Get out of here." "I'm Rachel." "Rachel?" "Nice to meet you, you are fine." "Nice to meet you too." "Thanks." "Do you wanna a beer?" "Okay" "Cool." "I'll be right back." "Hey." "What's your name?" "Do you want a beer?" "Hey." "Oh" "How it's going?" "All right." "I am Zack." "Rachel." "Where am I?" "Where..." "I saw you at show last night." "You passed out outside and I just brought you here." "This is like our real squatt house with bunch of fucking squatter punks, we just live here..." "Where you live?" "Oh, who lives here?" "Just bunch of, you know, punks, random people." "All about just squatters without homes." "Where you live?" "I'm not living anywhere." "I just..." "Fuck, stay with us." "Yeah?" "You are more than welcome." "Fuck." "Come on." "Okay." "We got a plenty of room, look at this fucking place." "It's great." "Come on!" "Oh wow..." "where did you get this tattoos?" "Ah, different places." "Yeah?" "You wanna press them pretty much." "They are pretty good." "You think so?" "I like tattoos, yeah." "Really?" "Yeah." "Hey, has anybody of you guys seen my dope?" "I had whole powder on my dresser and now it's gone." "Will you fucking shut up, you fucking junkie." "Don't call her a junkie." "She was just going through a rough patch right now." "Chill out." "Shut up." "It's gonna kill you one day." "Fuck you." "It's of my life, it's.." "Shut up." "You are high." "Where is your fucking dope at?" "Sid rules." "That's how Sid died." "Hey." "What's up." "This is Rachel." "Hey." "Hey." "How are you doin'?" "She is staying with us now." "Cool." "Wow." "Hi, I am Droogie." "Have a drink." "Thanks." "That's Nuts behind you..." "Quitz" "Wattie." "Droogie and Courtney." "How are you doing Courtney?" "Still interested in your dead head idols?" "Fuck you." "Oh come on." "You gonna end up just like one of them too." "Sid rules." "So this is us." "How good" "There she goes again." "What's the matter with her?" "That is a junkie." "She has got a problem." "We try to keep her away from that." "You are not getting to get in with that shit, I won't let ya." "She is a fuck up." "Fucking Courtney." "Look at her, She is fucking on and on again." "She spilled her fucking beer." "Yeah." "She is not wearing underwear either." "You guys are disgusting." "What a fucking dope." "I can't wait to tear this shithole down." "Hey who the fuck are those people?" "I don'know." "But they ain't supposed to be here." "Come on!" "Hey, who the hell are you guys?" "Who the hell are you?" "Who am I?" "I am the guy that owns this fucking shithole." "That's who I am." "So I think the question is, who are you." "What do you want?" "What do I want?" "I want to know what are you fucking doing on my property here." "And I got buldozers coming Friday that tear the shithole down." "I think I'll build some condos, and they'll make some money of this place." "You are going to buldoze our home?" "What fucking planet are you from anyhow, you freak?" "Look at you two." "What are you doing here?" "It is our home." "They think it's their home." "No honey." "I said friday this place is levelled." "So you two need to get fuck out." "What the fuck is going on out here, he?" "What are you talking about what's going on here?" "I own this place." "No, we live here." "No, I own the property." "I am levelling this place on friday." "I'll be back." "I'll be back." "Too many witnesses around here..." "Haha, get out of here." "Hey." "What are you doing back here?" "We told you to get the fuck out." "Fuck you, meat-head!" "Aaaaah, what did you do that thing for?" "I'm gonna fucking kick your ass." "Goin' for the crew and we'll pass on your asses." "Tell your fucking buddies they get the same thing if you're not out by Friday." "Piece of shit...." "Good job, Miz." "Look at this fucking place." "They are like animals." "Let's kill them." "Look we just want to scare them, OK mate?" "Just scare them." "So what do you think, Miz?" "So you little fucking punkcore." "Is this what you fucking like, hm?" "This is what you want?" "You little cock-lover, get over here." "Get over here." "You guys are fucking lucky I am just a whore." "That's right." "What the... what the fuck?" "Ay, stay down!" "Gun!" "Hey, hey, hey, relax!" "Stay down!" "I told you motherfuckers" "I wanted you out of this house, but you didn't listen." "If I have to come back here one more fucking time," "I'm gonna emtpy this gun and nobody is walking out of here." "You get me?" "Yes sir, sure..." "Let's go." "What a fucking asshole that is..." "Hey guys, that idiots backed with me again." "And he's got like 20 guys and just fired." "And they got guns." "Hey, weren't here like couple of guys with guns around, guys?" "Fuck it." "What?" "Hey." "El Duche!" "What's up, men?" "Fuck." "How are you doing man?" "Hey man, where is Courtney?" "Oh, she is over there in her room." "Would you like...?" "Oh, come on." "Courtney, Courtney." "Ah, fuck." "You stupid fucking junkie!" "Fuck, godamned, fuck!" "Hey." "Duce is eating up that dead girl." "What the fuck?" "No I was not." "You sick fuck." "Guys, what are we gonna do, man?" "Courtney is fucking dead." "Yes, she is dead, she is gone and she's..." "You guys you really take her like to the cops or something." "What the fuck are you thinking take her to the fucking cops?" "What the fucking are you thinking?" "We got those two douchebags out there and they fuck with us." "Look what they did to fucking Johny." "You call her cops, you know, we are all fucked." "Where we gonna go?" "Back in fucking streets?" "Is it a good think?" "We need to kick their asses." "We need to bring her body back to her parents." "No, we can't bring her body back to her parents." "That's all fucked up." "What else we are going to fucking do?" "Yeah, maybe we should take her body back to her parents, man." "And then we'll fucking throw a fucking party in her honour." "Yeah!" "She was a partier." "We all had good times with her." "Yeah.. but now gonna take a nap." "What do you want?" "We are bringing Courtney home." "Is that some kind of sick joke?" "No man, Courtney died and we didn´t know what to do with her." "So we are bringing her back to you." "Who are you people?" "Courtney's friends." "Courtney's friends... were you invited here?" "We are friends." "I don't think the family will appreciate you all beeing here right now." "I'm Courtney's uncle." "I know who you gyus are, I know what you did." "For all I know you are probably responsible for her death." "Oh yeah?" "Yeah. excuse me, little..." "And I know you are..." "She told me about you." "You're the uncle who used to molest her when she was a little girl." "You don't think that, you know, maybe maybe if you didn't molest her, she would be a fucking junkie, did her?" "What?" "Maybe it's your fault!" "Get out of here." "Get out of here." "Somebody call the police!" "Somebody call the police." "Call the police!" "Cool." "That was close, wasn't it." "Oh yeah." "Say, you know what?" "What?" "You know, Courtney would want more attention." "Wow." "You know she was such a sex freak." "Oh yeah." "Would you do it right here, one last screw for her, what d'you say?" "Really?" "Yeah" "That was for you, Courtney." "Hey, that was a great show." "Thanks a lot." "I had a great time." "I love the music." "Music's the best." "Punk rock rules." "Long live like music, you know." "Music is like the opening of the mind, the agrresiveness towards governments." "That's great." "Uh, can I just suck your cock?" "You'd like to?" "Yeah." "No way." "Right now?" "Yeah, I'm totally serious." "Well, I guess that's cool." "So it's all right." "You're quite cute." "Thank you!" "You are too..." "Thanks sweetheart." "Thank you." "I bless you love the band." "Oh, anything for the music." "I thought I told you I wanted you all out of here." "This is our fucking home." "I wasn't fucking kidding." "This is our fucking home!" "Enough I had, I think I'm gonna shoot this fucking punk." "Hey, this is my boyfriend!" "That's it, I'm ended with you punkrock fucking whores." "Fuck you, cock suckers!" "Yeah!" "Fuck you, motherfuckers!"