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Clips from Falling Down

Short Films 1993 5 min 1,470 clips

Credits

MAN 1: Just tell him, damn it!
[CAR HORN]
Prendergast. Downtown Robbery. Let's go.
All right. You, back in your vehicle.
You're lucky you caught me.
Lucky me.
Don't touch it!
Hello?
Eighty-five cents?
No V's in China?
Not Chinese. I'm Korean. Whatever.
What do you think of that?
You think I'm a thief?
AA batteries. Package of four.
Very funny.
GRAHAM: Anything can happen today.
Now, what else do they have up their sleeve?
Nothing?
Let's not get our pantyhose in a bind.
You really will? Me too.
Lunch?
BETH: Just a second, baby.
ADELE: When will we make the strawberry cake?
Well, I will be soon, baby.
I'll be home soon, and I love you.
Nothing.
Graffiti?
GANG MEMBER 2: He can't read it, man.
This means fucking you!
It says all that? GANG MEMBER 1: Yeah!
I'm not either. Hold it, fellas.
We're getting off on the wrong foot.
...I'll take my problems elsewhere.
Good idea.
Listen, fellas...
You couldn't let a man...
Where are you going?
You forgot the briefcase!
[LEE lN KOREAN]
Mr. Lee, speak English, okay? Sure.
He didn't rob you?
He bought a soda. He paid for it?
That still doesn't count. Let's go. Thanks.
Go to the hospital. Your arm might be broken!
Yeah, it's me.
What are you talking about?
...I gotta see you.
I have to come home.
How is she?
Get the fuck out! Get out of the car!
And you?
There, you see?
That's the concept.
Yes, sir, that's right. I won't.
...you're behind a desk now.
They make me do this, you understand.
Not too late to change your mind.
Will you stick with the team?
What the hell?
Yes, sir, I am.
Go around.
...and if it'd do more harm than good.
That's up to the judge.
Oh, I thought you meant the judge!
No, I wouldn't say so. Do drugs?
Yeah, I think you could say that.
Not exactly.
Not exactly?
You know, there were times...
Hello, sir. How are you today?
I'm doing all right.
...so I have no money to go home.
I don't got any. Is that fair?
Here.
Are you serious? I don't need it anymore.
Son of a bitch!
Is that what you want?
I'm telling you the truth!
PRENDERGAST: Hey, Brian?
I want breakfast.
We're not serving it.
We stopped serving breakfast.
I don't want lunch.
RICK: He's got a gun!
Mister.
It's the trigger, it's sensitive. It's okay!
You were right. I've changed my mind.
FOSTER: Rick, could you get it for me, please?
FOSTER: How you doing?
How about you?
And you, ma'am? How's the food?
Thank you.
See what I mean?
Look at this sorry, miserable, squashed thing.
Anybody at all.
Yeah.
I'm sorry, I wasn't gonna do this.
PRENDERGAST: Tell me.
It's nice. We like it.