Summer of Sam (1999) Soundboard Edit

All my life I've been searchin' for a star

All right

All right.

All right. But he's not working. Ritchie, take $20.

And

And he's doing it today

And I live

And I'm running away now

And year after year the kid has to hear

As I overheard one man say, It's like Christmas in July.

At least we get more names on our list.

Baby, look what I got for you. Fucking flowers

Barracuda!

Blue. Okay, blue

Bobby the fag don't know shit

Bobby the fairy tells me you're a nude dancer at a fag club

Boogie night

Brand new Fender Stratocaster. Sunburst. Rosewood neck.

Business?

But first you have to suck my huge cock.

But have not released its contents to the press.

But Poppy bans it from home

But since I met you, baby

Clap your hands Clap your hands

Clap your hands Clap your hands

Close your eyes and let go

Come here

Come here.

Come on

Come on, sweetheart. Princess.

Come on, Vin

Come on! Fucking piece of shit!

Come on. Let's go. Get in the car

Coming to the plate, Reggie Jackson, who's really struggled

Compliments to the chef.

Contained numerous occult symbols

Dance with the boogie Get down

Dance with the boogie Get down

Did you hear a word I said?

Did you know that about your friend?

Dippy doo Hey, I'm taking my bag

Dippy doo Run, run, run

Do you like me?

Don't talk like that. Get in the car

Especially with Scotty McGregor and Ron Guidry

Even though we don't know where he was?

Everybody dance

Everybody dance

Executioners of the cult..

Fooled around and fell in love

For now, I say goodbye and good night.

Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do

Fuck you, guido.

Fuck you!

Fucking Eddie moved me in the garage

Get in the car. Please, baby

Get that groove Better take it higher

Go ahead.

Go for a drink and then get the hell out.

God is telling me,

Good.

Happy anniversary

Has caused panic stricken brunettes

He ran errands for me when he was a kid?

He sure is ugly though.

He'll wait.

He's got a pretty cock.

He's making me live in the garage.

He's turning her into a fucking porn star.

Head of the .44 Caliber Killer Task Force

Hello from the cracks in the sidewalks of New York City

Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello

Hello, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls.

Hello.

Help me

Here we are, Vinny

Here. Shut up and take $50.

Here's the pitch.

Here's the pitch. Reggie swings, hits a foul ball into the seats

Hey!

Hi, everybody. Welcome to another big ballgame

Hold her!

Holy cow, that is gone

Holy shit

How we gonna get in, baby?

How's that husband of yours? All right?

I can't believe it.

I didn't see no bodies. Don't start spreading that shit

I don't belong on Earth. Return me to yahoos.

I don't give a shit. Get the fuck out.

I don't know what to say.

I don't know you, Ritchie.

I feel like I'm cheating on you with you.

I find it hard for me to concentrate

I fooled around and fell in love

I gotta get outta here. I can't take this anymore.

I gotta go. My father's gonna kill me. See you.

I hope he kills you. I hope you die here

I should have never made you do this. I'm sorry

I swear to God I love you.

I told you to run.

I want to wake up in a city

I want you to go out and kill

I'd be freaking out if I were you.

I'll make you something nice. I'll be back in 20 minutes.

I'll take you to your father's, then I don't wanna see you

I'm back

I'm going to get out of the way, 'cause I fear my safety.

I'm gonna be number eight. My life is over.

I'm just asking

I'm putting you at the head of the fucking list.

I'm sick and tired of the rat race

I'm smart. I'm young. I'm pretty.

I'm so sorry about everything. I love you so dearly.

If they need cars, give them cars.

If you can't see what's happening, you're as brainwashed as Ruby is

It better be big. There's free pussy here

It would schieve me a little bit, you know?

It wouldn't be enough to say how much I love you.

It's a serious list.

It's bad enough that I balled her.

It's gone

It's gone

It's only teenage wasteland

It's pure pandemonium, hysteria, chaos.

It's the first goddamn star I've seen tonight

Joey! Joey. Ritchie's home.

John Jeffries here..

Just beat it, kid.

Keep 'em digging. Drive on.

Keep it up, fella, and I am calling the cops.

Keep looking, maggot.

Keep on dancing

Keep on dancing

Kill him!

Led by Reggie Jackson's three consecutive home runs

Let me go. I gotta go, Vinny. Come on

Let me in. Mick, let me in!

Let me sleep in peace.

Let's go fuck him up!

Listen to your father.

McGregor checks the sign from home plate

Mind if I borrow him for a minute?

Must live somewhere

My customers are getting nervous from looking at him

My God! Those are men.

My name is

My name is Jimmy Breslin. I'm a writer.

Nice size. You're a lucky girl.

No

No, I'm not getting second thoughts.

No, rather, I am still here,

No, sir, no more.

No. Let me think about it.

Not enough Post or Daily News headlines?

Not knowing what the future holds,

Now that I got you, who is it that I got?

Oh, shit.

Oh! CBGB.

On Burke Avenue in the Bronx.

Only if I can have you as my cellmate.

Ooh, see that girl

Or in back of someplace.

Out of cheeseburgers?

Parents continue their vigil, warning their children not to go out,

Pete Townshend

Puts a smile on your face any time, any place

R D E R

Reggie needs one of those long balls to get them out of it if he can.

Right now. Let's pack up and get the fuck out.

Ritchie, wait a minute.

Ritchie's the Son of Sam

Seven.

She's our strongest waitress. You can't do that.

Shit.

Shut that dog up!

Shut the fuck up

Shut the fuck up, idiot.

Since you've been with him, maybe you could tell me what he likes.

Sir, I don't want to kill anymore.

Six.

Somebody's got to make money.

Son of Sam, ladies and gentlemen

Square business, okay?

Sweetheart.

Talk to him? You ain't thinking straight

Teenage wasteland

Teenage wasteland

Thank you, sir. Your view

Thanks, Ma.

That I wish them luck.

That shit he pulled at the diner

That sick fuck is sewing a sentence of six consecutive terms of 25 years to life.

That ties the Orioles in the bottom of the fifth inning

That was a long time ago. A long time ago.

That was heavy shit you saw.

That's all right. I can handle it. Don't worry about it.

That's him.

The crowd is going crazy.

The dos the don'ts and the dears

The power's out?

The time of your life

There go I

There go I

There was no fucking Sheri

There you go. Thank you.

They got this list, they're spying on people. You're top of the list

This is a new Vinny. Do you understand?

To be interpreted as bang, bang. Bang, bang, bang.

To prove I'm right

To stop that dog from howling all day and all night long.

Too slowly for our tastes, but we have no choice.

Vinny, come on.

Vinny, open the door!

Washed away by the sweeper trucks

We are putting together a picture of the suspect,

We do not know which car he's in

We have reports that people are stuck on the subways underground

We need your help.

We'll get you, Son of Sam!

We'll go to different points. To the beach, to the bridge.

We'll travel south crossland

We're not the black cloud of this neighborhood, all right?

Well, then, stay home.

What about our weekend in the Catskills?

What color panties you have on? Let me see.

What do you mean, the line?

What, are you loaded these days?

What's up?

When you sang that, I fell in love with you.

When you're layin' down next to me

Who took my fucking keys? There they are

Why don't you talk to me like a man?

Why would he think you saw him?

With your name on it.

Wow.

Yankee Doodle Dandy. The Bronx Bombers.

Yeah

Yeah, I want to fuck you. Can I call you Vincente?

Yeah, right

Yeah. I'm sorry. Let's just go.

Yes, sir. We understand that the lights are out.

Yet he continues to do so.

Yo, Vinny!

You are, you know.

You can make a brisque.

You could've been a great plumber. As good as me.

You don't get used to that hair.

You don't remember the beatings he used to give us?

You fuck!

You get him out of here or we ain't coming back.

You get out of my car

You have any advice, anything?

You know who wrote that?

You lost all faith in me?

You lowlife piece of shit. You fucked my cousin

You want to get this hotel room?

You were killing me out there.

You're fucking crazy. You're fucked up

100 dollars. Look how beautiful she is.

Anthony, do I look pale? You look like mozzarella.

Anything else we should know? Are you hiding something?

Come on, man. You set me up!

Come on. Go back home, pretty boy!

Come on. Peer pressure.

Engelbert Humperdinck? Uh uh.

Father Cadilli. The priest?

Get the fuck out of the car. You get out

How ya doin'? What can I do for you, man?

I got something for you. You do?

I know you're standing there. I'm here. Okay.

I'm okay. I'm telling the truth!

Is that Ritchie? Yeah.

Is that where you wanna go? We're dressed for it, baby.

Let me do a show tonight. I got enough performers.

Ma'am. Yes.

Oh, my God! My God, Ritchie!

Oh, my God. Look at the line. Jesus.

Seven? Eight? Nine, at least.

This is Ruby. This is Midnite. Hello.

Vincenzo! Shit.

What the fuck... Listen to me.

What's up? Buonanotte.

Who does this look like? Like a young Dean Martin

Who? You don't know.

You're serious? Yeah.

You've fucking lost me. Fucking what else is new?