Bob Morales:
I've had one sip of beer tonight and I have to admit it taste like piss to me. You want it?
Ritchie Valens:
Yeah. Thanks.
[takes a sip and then puts the beer down]
Ritchie Valens:
What's your problem, man?
Bob Morales:
Old Steve, boy. He always said you were gonna be somebody and I bought it, too. If that's the way Steve wanted it, that's the way it was going to be. Even after he told me, he wasnt my dad. Then once I knew the full score, I realized why he always treated you just a little bit better than me. I'll just hang around and take the leftovers, like a dog. That's how much I loved Steve. Like a goddamn dog.
Ritchie Valens:
Bob we don't have to talk about this right now.
Bob Morales:
Shit! No, I want to talk about this right now and you're gonna listen to me!
Ritchie Valens:
This is a crock of shit, man!
Bob Morales:
No man, he set you up to conquer the world and he didn't leave me shit!
Ritchie Valens:
Nobody told you to throw your life away, man! I'm only sorry I didn't say something about you being drunk half the time. You did it to yourself!
Bob Morales:
Listen to you, coming in here like you own the whole goddamn country. To me, you're always gonna be that little asshole who followed me around in the sticks.
Ritchie Valens:
Yeah, I followed you around, man. I followed you around 'cause I thought you were somebody... then!
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