Stand by Me

Don't tell me what to do or I'll kill you.
I'm trying to save your life.
You want to kill yourself?
Is that what you want, goddamn it?
You tried to kill yourself.
I don't need no babysitter.
You do, too.
Skin it.
I could have dodged it.
Listen, you can dodge it on the way back.
Skin it.
About this time, Charlie and Billy
were playing mailbox baseball...

... with Ace and Eyeball.
Shit on that. Goddamn it!
Shouldn't have gone for a wooden one.
Why don't you tell me something
I don't know, asshole?

Billy, you're up.
You guys win.
I don't want to play no more.

You can't quit.
We only played three innings.
That'd be a non-official game.

Ace, me and...
What's with you homos?
You've been acting psycho all day.

What is it?
It's nothing, right?
Then if you don't mind,
I'd like to finish this game...

...before I start collecting
my social security, okay?

You're up, Billy. Move it.
All right, give me this fucking stick.
Let's play ball.
Foul ball.