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La Bamba |
| Year |
1987 |
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Ritchie Valens:
This is like my high school prom.
Bob Morales:
Yeah. Except this prom puts out.
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Bob Keene:
Look... it could be worse, you could have been Riki Zuela.
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Buddy Holly:
The sky belongs to the stars.
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Ritchie Valens:
My mom reckons I'm going to be a star. And stars don't fall from the sky.
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Ted Quillen:
Your wife's pregnant and in the car with you?
Bob Morales:
[on phone] She's in the car right now!
Ted Quillen:
[pause] And what kind of car do you have?
Bob Morales:
[on phone] A Rolls Royce!
[Maniacal laughter]
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[Last Line]
Bob Morales:
[In agony over his brother's death] RICHIE!
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Donna Ludwig:
I will never let anyone get in the way of my feelings for you,ever again.
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Rosie Morales:
He doesn't want a wife. He wants a love slave, one that he can kick around.
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Bob Morales:
You know, my old man wasn't around when I was born.
[takes swig of vodka and grimaces]
Bob Morales:
Why should I be?
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Bob Keene:
Wait Ritchie, look. I understand about friendship... but I'm being honest here. Not everyone in the world gets a shot at the "brass ring." You're gonna have to ask yourself what's more important, your friends... or your music.
Ritchie Valens:
Walks back to table: My family...
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Bob Morales:
Come on Rosie, take a hit man! Put a little mota in our love life!
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Connie Valenzuela:
How could you do this to Ritchie!
Bob Morales:
To Ritchie? I did this to me, okay!
Rosie Morales:
That's my Bob, always thinking of others first.
Bob Morales:
Shut your goddamn mouth!
Ritchie Valens:
Hey man, don't take it out on Rosie, okay.
Bob Morales:
Ritchie, you don't understand man. You don't understand a goddamn thing!
[walking Away]
Bob Morales:
What do you think, the whole ***in' world revolves around you!
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Bob Morales:
I've had one sip of beer and I have to admit it taste like piss to me. Want it?
Ritchie Valens:
Yeah.
[takes a sip then puts the beer down]
Ritchie Valens:
What's your problem man?
Bob Morales:
Old Steve. He always said you'd 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, once I knew the full score, I understood why he treated you just a little bit better than me. I'll just hang around for the leftovers, like a dog. That's how much i loved him. Like a goddamn dog.
Ritchie Valens:
Bob we don't have to talk about this right now.
Bob Morales:*** No, I want to talk about this and you're gonna listen to me!
Ritchie Valens:
This is a crock of***man!
Bob Morales:
Man he set you up to conquer the world and didn't leave me***
Ritchie Valens:
Nobody told you to throw your life away! I'm only sorry I didn't say something about you be 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'll always be that little *** who followed me around in the sticks.
Ritchie Valens:
Yeah, I followed you around man, 'cause I thought you were somebody. Then!
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Ritchie Valens:
Bob. Where's mom's new dress?
Bob Morales:
What new dress?
Ritchie Valens:
The one I asked you to buy her for Christmas.
Bob Morales:
Hey, you're the *** with all the money, why don't you buy it yourself!
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Ritchie Valens:
Bob! Watch it! My guitar, man!
Bob Morales:
Sorry. I didnt' know that piece of junk was so important to you.
Ritchie Valens:
I even sleep with it.
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Bob Morales:
Look Rosie, you're not my wife. Quit being such a drag. What the***s eating you anyway?
Rosie Morales:
I'm pregnant.
Rosie Morales:
Well aren't you gonna say anything?
Bob Morales:
What's there to say? It's not my first. Or my last.
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Bob Morales:
[to Ritchie] You've been laid yet? I'm serious, I know what your problem is. Sperm pressure, it's scientific.
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