Bad Day On the Block (1997) Movie Script

1
Where is the shooting?
77th and Central.
Suspect runs east.
Understood.
- You're not going in there, are you?
- There's a child in there.
It's a drug factory. It
can blow up at any time.
It doesn't work.
Did anything happen?
Anyone else in there?
- I didn't see anyone else.
- Get an oxygen device over here!
His valiant nobility is
the hallmark of the hero.
His will and faith are exemplary.
When I hit three home runs in
one game, people called me a hero.
But the true hero
is the fearless man.
The athlete's wrong step costs points.
His missteps cost lives.
My hero and firefighter
of the year: Lyle Wilder.
The heat wave continues
for the fourth day in a row.
Yesterday there were fires in
30 places in Los Angeles County.
It could just as well go wrong today.
Whoa!
- What are you talking about?
- The milk.
- Have you checked the date?
- I bought it yesterday.
- Try and taste.
- No thanks.
- Oh God.
- You mustn't say that.
The fridge doesn't work.
- And the air conditioning?
- I called, but they just laughed.
- When will they come?
- When they have procured a... gizmo.
- Where are the car keys?
- Where you put them.
Call a fitter for the fridge and
ask him to speak to airconditio...
So you must leave now.
- I try to be home early.
- It would be nice.
- Father has to go to work.
- Just relax, Dad.
- Why are you moving my car?
- Because you don't do it yourself.
It is too early for this.
I like nice surroundings. Your bras
shall not stand in front of my house.
I park where there is space.
If you don't like it, you have
to play traffic police at night.
This is a public road and
I can keep where I want.
That's the law,
whether you like it or not.
Relax, Reese. We are neighbours.
See you at church.
"Just relax, Dad."
- Can we play with the water hose?
- Yes.
Think it can be that hot.
I want to rant.
Should I commit suicide?
I feel I am near death.
Yes, hello? Hi...
Who am I calling?
Oh yeah.
Quietly!
The fridge doesn't work.
Can you come today?
- You glutton with the water. Turn it off.
- Mother gave us permission.
Water is precious. Turn it off.
Will you come before five? Fine.
Shut up so I can sleep.
- Why is he so sad?
- Just be quiet.
Thanks.
- What are you doing?
- Fills a few gaps in the upbringing.
- Marcie beat me.
- Not intentionally.
Uneducated children. I can get
them under control in a weekend.
We like our children as they are.
Their upbringing is not up to you.
Do not spare the boy from punishment.
The rice saves him from death.
Get a handle on them.
We have received the inspection reports.
The Norwegian Fire Authority is a problem.
I met the guy.
He was just too much.
I tried to be helpful,
but to no avail.
We need that approval.
Let me see.
It's free imagination.
None of that is true.
What's his name?
If I throw you into the ocean,
you will be eaten by sharks.
- Unfortunately, we have to stay at home.
- I would prefer that too.
There is otherwise air conditioning in the centre.
Lyle shouldn't have
spoken to you like that.
- He is mean.
- What will he do with us?
Don't ask me, but he's
not allowed to touch you.
- That was also the case with Kenny.
- He was against Kenny.
- How did you feel?
- He hit him.
I did not know. Did he hit you?
Kenny and his mother have moved
and you must stay away from him.
- Why did he hit Kenny?
- Maybe he didn't care about him.
- He's teasing, mom.
- Hold on, Zach.
- Hello, Catherine.
- Do you know anything about refrigerators?
- Lyle, this is Reese.
- I don't have time.
- So you also have fire supervision?
- The expenses must be covered.
I understand.
I am a family man myself.
I just got the report
on Keats Plaza.
I don't think you are
right in what you write.
Can we talk about it?
They must open on November 1 or
they will miss out on the Christmas sales.
Are you trying to bribe me?
I believe you may have been mistaken.
Barely.
Maybe I was tired that day.
Because your kids are making noise.
My children have nothing to
do with your sleep problems.
You probably have some
interesting theories about my sleep.
We must meet one night and talk about them.
And we can talk about precious properties
and disappointed investors at the same time.
I will ask for a new inspection.
Do you do it. There is only
about a three month waiting period.
The house, an illegal drug
factory, completely burned down.
Firefighter Lyle Wilder rescued
a little girl from the sea of flames.
Wilder said: "I'm no hero.
I'm just doing my job."
Leave the dog alone.
Firefighter Lyle Wilder rescued
a little girl from the sea of flames.
Wilder said: "I'm no hero.
I'm just doing my job."
The body of a young woman was found.
It is believed to be the girl's mother.
Mother.
Are you taking it, Zach?
Hello? Hi Dad. Yes, wait a minute.
Me and DJ are playing and
mom and Marcie are in the pool.
See you, Dad.
- What are you doing?
- Relaxing in the pool.
You know, the pool between
the barn and the tennis court.
- What kind of noise is that?
- DJ's birthday present.
- So what?
- Any problems with Lyle today?
Yes, he was after the kids again.
He made some biblical phrases.
Zach says he hit Kenny.
- Why do you ask?
- We have had two clashes today.
- About what?
- I can't control it!
- We talk about it at home.
- Can't you say what he said?
I love you.
It was not on purpose.
It's just a window. It will be alright.
Now we go inside.
- Zach has broken the neighbor's window.
- He'll kill you.
- I say you did it.
- No one kills anyone.
- Call dad.
- He gets furious.
- Can't I get the airplane back?
- We will see. Now sneak home with you.
I must have it again.
I just go and call.
It was not me.
We're barely friends.
It was not me!
Shut up.
Turn off the TV, Marcie.
Ask for dad when they answer.
I'll probably talk to him.
Andrew...
Andrew?
Braverton Architects.
What are you doing here?
Zach?
Braverton Architects. A moment.
We are very sorry.
We'll probably have to pay the whole thing.
- Were you hurt?
- It looks worse than it is.
I call a glazier and ask
them to come today.
- Do you think you know me?
- No...
You scare him. I replace the
window. Then step with you.
Two children, one husband.
Marge was envious.
"Why can't we be like them?
Reese is playing with his son."
"Why?"
You talked to her, didn't you?
Go upstairs. Hurry up!
She looked up at you.
- Help me.
- I'm afraid.
- Call the police.
- I do not know how to do it.
- Is that Marcie?
- I have to call the police.
Who was it?
Marge thought she knew me.
I'm sorry Marge said that, but
it has nothing to do with this.
Be nice to go.
Kenny tried to be nice too.
Then it was about standing firm.
Folly is in the hearts of children,
but the rice of discipline drives it away.
His mother fussed over him.
Now I must not see him.
I'll call and check.
Where do they live?
1184 Paseo Drive.
- Are they coming?
- I can not hear anything.
- I'm afraid. Mother is coming.
- I'm scared too.
But mother wants us to stay here.
- Mother has to come.
- Maybe it's dad.
The alarm center.
No, the kids are just playing.
Hang up, Zachary.
He smashed a neighbor's
window, but no one was hurt.
Sorry, it won't happen again.
Help!
Is dad there? Braverton. Isn't
that the Braverton architectural firm?
Pardon.
I can't remember the number.
Mom's old mirror also broke.
It was the last thing
I got before she died.
Zach has to pick up the broken glass.
And then cover the window with cardboard
until I get a new pane. Reese can help.
A father and son project.
Then they become better friends.
I'll see if I got mail.
... cloudless and temperatures between 32
and 43 degrees. And now for the traffic
The police will be here
soon and dad is on his way.
- It is hot. Can we go out?
- No, we'll stay in here.
- When will dad come?
- Soon. They said he was driven.
Can I talk to you alone?
Yes, let's go up to your room.
I want to go. I'm afraid.
He wants to talk to me alone.
Now be nice, Marcie.
Just a moment.
- Mother...
- You can easily tell me.
I did something stupid.
I couldn't remember our address.
I didn't call dad right away
and then I forgot the number.
- I was afraid.
- You did everything you could.
It's also the first time for me.
It's my fault. The address and
number must be by the telephone.
I knew that, but I was
so scared that I forgot.
- I didn't help you.
- Yes, you were a great help.
You don't have to protect me.
Such a thing should never happen.
But now it's over.
Help me.
This is not how you treat children.
- Is there anyone else in there?
- I didn't see anyone else.
The refrigerator fitter.
Hey. Does Braverman live here?
- Pardon. Braverton?
- No.
- Do you know where they live?
- They moved.
An error must have occurred.
Can I borrow the phone?
Then I don't have to
drive back and forth.
- Would you like to borrow my phone?
- I pay for the call.
Ask at the kiosk. They are also yellow
and would probably like to help an equal.
Their hospitality
is almost too much.
Run home to the rice field.
Kiss my yellow
ass, you racist pig.
What did you say, sub gauge?
If you squint too
much, you will go blind.
Run home to the rice field yourself.
You make too much noise, yellow pigs.
"Avoid contact with skin."
Then it probably works.
Close your mouth.
Nice houses.
Wondering if there are swimming pools.
Just read what it says.
241 sqm, four bedrooms, three bathrooms,
large living room with fireplace.
- Swimming pool. 425,000.
- I'll probably get the price down.
- Am I not allowed to dream?
- Of course. I can't even sleep.
You drink too much coffee, Al.
It doesn't work at your age.
Then why did he do it?
We'll probably never know.
Can I borrow the?
Suzanne Borland. 14 July 1988.
Severe burns, smoke inhalation, death.
Drug explosion. Nine years old.
Elaine Brinkley. November 22, 1992.
The teeth identified her.
The father smoked crack and fell
asleep, and embers ignited a gas leak.
The Chinese who owned the house
knew about the leak but did not repair it.
Strict discipline is for the
one who suffers deprivation.
He who hates reproof must die.
Isn't that over there
with the ivy all over it?
Let me talk to them,
maybe they will sell it cheap.
- Mrs. Braverton?
- Yes, come in.
Zach, take care of Marcie.
Come on in.
Sit down.
Unfortunately, the air
conditioning is broken.
And then the dark uniforms...
I've never understood why
they have to be so thick.
- May I offer something?
- A glass of ice water, maybe.
Unfortunately, the
fridge is also broken.
I only have lukewarm
soda and lukewarm water.
Then a cup of coffee
might be more refreshing.
Maybe.
Pardon. It has been terrible...
Their son smashed the
window with the airplane.
The neighbor came in
through the open door.
He was angry and wouldn't
go even if you asked him to.
He threatened you and
the children with this knife.
He took the knife and licked it,
and I took that as threatening.
- How old are they?
- I got the book from my mother-in-law.
- Are you looking for drama in everyday life?
- No, but it must be looking for me.
Mrs. Braverton...
They took it as threatening,
but he didn't directly threaten?
Neighbors who quarrel must try
to bury the hatchet themselves.
That is not our job.
Calling the police
just makes it worse.
They must pay for the
window and ask for forgiveness.
He was very threatening. He is dangerous.
I may not make
it sound like that.
I will report him and I
will have a report written.
We don't have much to write about.
The kids and I were scared.
My son called 911, but
Lyle told him to hang up.
And you say there is
nothing to be done about it?
My husband goes
crazy when he hears it.
That the madman can just
threaten us with impunity.
- What can I do?
- There are three options:
They can submit a request
for a police restraining order.
They can report him, but
there isn't really anything.
- Or we can talk to him.
- I would like you to do that.
Say he's an asshole and a tyrant.
Or how you can now formulate it.
- What's his name?
- Lyle Wilder.
The fireman?
You once saved my
cousin's daughter.
- Carla Perez? Is she feeling better?
- She is a completely new person.
Cheaply escaped from arson.
- So you know it was her?
- I became a hero of it.
- She only confessed much later.
- No.
- So she said that to you?
- I'm not just anyone.
Can we talk to you for a bit?
- About what?
- Your neighbor.
I've worked two days
straight and neglected Reggie.
Reggie?
My only friend after the divorce.
My rottweiler.
- And Reggie doesn't like strangers?
- He has distemper.
Unusual for such an old dog.
- Can't you lock him up?
- It just takes a moment.
Then he bites the furniture to pieces.
So you come about the neighbor?
It does not surprise me.
They have some problems.
I can't help but hear all their
screaming and their fighting.
After all, I am awake when others are sleeping.
Does he beat them?
Did you see the kid's lip?
He said well, the sister hit him.
My ex-wife saw quite a bit for Catherine.
She told about Reese.
He goes berserk and beats them.
She lives on happy pills.
- Have you reported it?
- No. We are friends after all.
- Tell me about the airplane.
- The window broke and I went over there.
I suggested that Reese and
the boy fix the window together.
To get used to both of them.
- Was that all?
- Yes. Then I went again.
The next time he hits
her, you must report him.
- Such people must be punished.
- I'll do that.
Don't turn the other cheek.
But don't tell my pastor.
There seems to be nothing more we can do.
Nice to meet you, Lyle.
Leave your neighbors alone
and stay away from the house.
Sleep well. Regards Reggie.
- No, Sandy.
- Yeah.
Mr. Braverton?
- How is my family?
- They are doing great.
- Have you had serious problems?
- You probably know that better than I do.
But now I think it will be alright.
Provided you keep your skin.
What?
- Be nice to her.
- Yes of course.
Very cute.
Do you understand what I mean?
No, I don't.
- I think you understand very well.
- No, I really don't.
- Don't touch her.
- Why do you say that?
What happened?
- I don't beat my wife.
- You always say that.
I gave them clear notice.
- Get ready now.
- Where are we going?
- We're driving now.
- I come now.
Aren't we the good ones?
- They think I'm beating you.
- It must be the heat.
I had a strange conversation
with the refrigerator fitter's office.
- And?
- He never came.
- His car is right outside.
- He never came and knocked.
- He's probably at the neighbor's.
- No, he was only going to see us.
Do you think Lyle butchered him
and intends to eat him for dinner?
- It must be the smog.
- Come on, kids!
I want to know what he said about us.
They believe in him.
He is a fireman and a hero.
He's crazy.
He can come up with anything.
What if we need help?
No weapons, but we need an
alarm. Or we can buy a dog.
No, we need a weapon. Next
time the rust truck has to pick him up.
So you want to kill him. Such
thoughts will plague our lives.
I just want to protect my family.
The children can find the
gun, play with it and get to fire it.
You must always assume
that a weapon is loaded.
"Father protects family, shoots thief"?
No, it's always "tragic wet shot".
- Stop yelling at me.
- Neither do I.
- On the one hand, you want to...
- You don't know what it was like.
He is insane. I was terrified.
Guns just make it worse.
Violence only leads to more violence.
I guess you're trying to prove something...
What would it be?
After fourteen years of marriage?
You don't believe him, do you?
We are talking about a hero.
I can recognize someone
who commits wife violence.
- And that's why you married one?
- No, that's why I divorced someone.
- Ouch.
- There you got it.
Why would he lie?
Why weren't we allowed in?
- The dog, Al.
- Does he even have one?
We bet on a trip to Bass Lake.
I say he has a dog, -
- and the next time we're at
Braverton's, the wife has got a knock.
Top.
- Your ex-husband? - Who else?
The bulb has popped.
I left the light on in the living room.
It's too dark here...
I'll check the fuses.
It's like being in a sauna here.
Let's see... It's turned off.
Someone has knocked over the furniture.
- I have a parlor gun in the garage.
- Did something happen, mom?
Nothing happened.
It is in the box with things from
my parents. It was my father's.
I took it when he died.
- Why haven't you said it?
- It felt wrong.
Me who doesn't like guns.
That would be hypocritical.
He must be a sadist.
We'll talk to a lawyer tomorrow.
Nothing more will happen tonight.
Now he sleeps, like
another Charles Manson.
Are you saying that to reassure me?
Come here.
Sorry, I freaked out.
Fourteen years and forever.
A parlor gun is not a murder weapon.
- Is Marcie taking my shoes?
- Yes, she's coming.
- What are you talking about?
- You don't have to worry about that.
- You weren't here.
- But I am now.
I'm old enough to understand. I
smashed the window. It's my fault.
He's crazy about me.
That's why he's bothering us now.
That's not true.
Did he hear us talking about R-l-F-L-E-N?
- Here, mother.
- Thanks darling.
- Why don't you call the police?
- It's hard to explain.
- Maybe when you get older...
- Why should I wait?
It has something to do with the law.
We can't prove it was a
burglary or that it was Lyle.
Isn't that something the
police need to find out?
Yes, they should. Try to sleep now.
- Father and I need to talk.
- You always just talk.
- So?
- No, sometimes you sing.
- What's the worst?
- When you sing.
Come forward
or I'll start singing.
- Don't take the responsibility, Zach.
- Your eye is red.
It's not your fault. Say it.
- Say it.
- It's not my fault.
Dad and I will take care of it.
- I love you.
- I love you too, mom.
Can I sleep in your bed?
He entered through
the bathroom window.
There is soil on the toilet seat.
Zachy, are you scared?
Yes. No. Little.
They have a gun.
After you left, Mom
told Dad to get the rifle.
The rifle?
R-l-F-L-E-N.
Did he come out the same way?
All the doors were locked from the inside.
What is it?
- Sheep?
- Hey, kids.
He was in the closet.
Get out, you bastard.
You mustn't scare small children!
I'll probably hit you.
Do you have any cartridges?
You had never found them.
- What are you going to do?
- Shouldn't we call the police?
- Now I win the bet.
- It wasn't them who called.
He has called the police.
- Bring that gun.
- We were just about to call.
- Lyle got ahead of you.
- Has he reported us?
- What happened?
- I fell.
He knocked over the furniture
and mother fell over the glass table.
He had been hiding in my closet.
Dad chased him and pounded on
his door and then we found the rifle.
They were just
about to call you.
- The furniture hasn't been knocked over.
- They have put them in place.
Before we knew he
was hiding in the closet.
A moment.
- What happens now, father?
- Hopefully they do something.
- We have to talk to Lyle.
- We have done that.
- I don't mean "talk".
- What do you mean?
- We arrest him.
- Why did he call for us?
He was hoping we would
arrest him here for wife abuse.
He may be projecting his own
violent tendencies onto them.
You have a peculiar
way of looking at things.
911 said Lyle sounded a
little suspicious when he called.
Lyle has been arrested
three times for violence.
He is suspended from work
and not allowed to visit his ex.
- We're talking to Lyle.
- Are you arresting him?
- Yes, if you report him.
- Thanks.
- I win the bet.
- You are almost as annoying.
No, he's worse.
- I didn't expect that.
- Have you had any sleep?
- Not yet. We can sleep when we die.
- Speak for yourself.
- Are you still working?
- We do our duty.
The same here.
How is the dog?
Much better. He's out back.
Can we come in?
- How is Catherine?
- I'm just looking around a bit.
- It's okay, right?
- Do you like B.B. King?
Sometimes.
We will talk to you at the station.
- Braverton has reported you.
- What have they said?
- Why did you break in?
- Burglary? Where?
What were you doing in the boy's closet?
For God's sake, Lyle, it's kids.
What are you talking about?
- What's in there?
- Dark rooms, Al.
- I asked you something.
- The garage.
- What's in the garage?
- The car. Can I get my jacket?
You stay here.
- Does she want to come?
- You don't have to worry about that.
- Is it necessary?
- Stay standing.
Drop it or I'll shoot.
You are going to burn in hell.
Up against the wall. Now!
I can see it in your eyes.
- You have always been the weak one.
- What have you done to him?
I cut him down with
the axe, can't you see?
You probably think it's funny.
But listen here, fireman.
Your witness is a dog, mine is a corpse.
You can figure out the rest yourself.
I have done that.
In place, Reggie.
I remember the sufferings of Job.
Fifth chapter, verse 17: Yes, happy
is the man whom God reproves.
Do not despise the
training of the Almighty.
He crushes and his hands heal.
Say hello to Al and say I'm sorry.
- The children fell asleep in two seconds.
- Why is it taking so long?
- They haven't been gone very long.
- Yeah... I'll just check.
- And leave me here? The rifle, please.
- Do you want to come?
No, I'm watching
them from the window.
I want to see him handcuffed in
his own house. For my pleasure.
Hello?
Hello?
Officer?
Officer?
Aren't you going to call the police?
But they probably can't answer.
- What will you?
- Everyone asks that.
What do you think I want? Use your brain.
I know nothing. Do not harm us.
I mean something different
by "mischief" than you do.
I want exactly the same as you.
I will put your children to
good use and save them.
It was a cool October
morning, the autumn of 1873.
Tsar Alexander II
summoned an advisor.
Young Andrei Borshev.
The Tsar wanted to play a game.
The Tsar was obsessed with gambling.
Especially occupied by a rotating dial
with numbers on it and a small white ball.
After a while the Tsar
would make it more exciting.
He took a revolver, loaded it with
a shot, and let the counselor begin.
Bang. That's how Borshev went to
the grave, and Russian roulette was born.
I learned from the best, my father, -
- that no one has infinite luck.
He died in front of the mirror
that your airplane destroyed.
Six chambers.
A cartridge.
Who starts?
That gentleman must be deadly eager.
Clever girl.
- You are crazy.
- That's something you say.
You don't have to play alone.
Exciting, right?
More police coming soon.
They are looking for their colleagues.
The police in this town
aren't looking for anyone.
Your trip.
You must set a good
example for them.
Leave mom alone!
You must not interrupt the game.
Then I just think you're stupid.
Stick to the rules.
Well done, snot puppy.
He will also be there.
- I got you there.
- Leave her alone!
Shut up. Shut up!
I have to separate you. Come here.
You don't touch her!
Say she's been naughty
and lock her in the closet.
Would you please?
No mom...
And you just stay sitting on the couch.
- Say she's been naughty.
- You have been naughty.
Don't leave me, mother.
I never do that.
Discipline always works.
Sit down, Kenny.
My name is Zach.
I know your name.
Sit down, Kenny.
So who has been listening?
Who has been following the game?
- How many chambers are left?
- Thaw.
- How many shots?
- One.
Exact. And it's our son's turn.
I have to show that I care for him.
- Not true?
- No, Lyle.
A fool of a son grieves his father
and is a bitter grief to his mother.
It is true. But you and
Kenny know this is my fault.
Nonsense.
Now I understand how difficult it
must have been to stand firm alone.
I failed you.
I am a failed mother.
Forgive me.
I'll send Kenny up to the
room and we'll get rid of him.
And then we play for real, you and I.
Go up to your room.
- Do as mother says.
- Do as you are told.
Why does he defy us?
You know what must happen.
Right, Marge?
I've always known that.
There are no other options.
No.
What are you forcing me to do?
You gotta shoot me, Lyle.
But before I die, there's something
you need to know about me.
We have been together for many years, -
- and I always thought and knew, -
- that you are a fucking coward.
TO MINE FOREVER YOUR MARGE
Now don't argue, children.
- Now it's going to be a heat wave again...
- It can't get worse than last time.
What is it?
- It goes?
- Yes.
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