HENRY: (Pause.) Y'm supposed to report for the Navy tomorrow.
{EHE PACHUCO looks at him with silent disdain.) You
don't want me to go, do you?
PACHUCO: Stupid move, carnal.
HENRY: (Hurt and angered by PACHUCO's disapproval.) Pve got
to do something.
pACHUCO: Then hang tough. Nobody's forcing you to do shit.
HENRY: I'm forcing me, ¢se-—ME, you understand?
PACHUCO: Muy patriotic, eh?
HENRY: Yeah.
PACHUCO: Off to fight for your country.
HENRY: Why not?
PACHUCO: Because this ain't your country. Look what's happen-
ing all around you. The Japs have sewed WP the Pacific.
ing a al is Kicking ass in Egypt ut the Mayor of has
ofuved all-out war on Chicanos. On you! (Te curas?
HENRY: Orale,
PACHUCO: Qué mamada, ;no? Is that what YON, want to go out
aaa die for? Wise up, These bastard paddy ¢oPs have it
ar icon, Youre a marked man. They think you're the
enemy.
HENRY: (Refusing to accent it
PACHUCO: And as soon as the Navy finds out your’ 2 jail again,
va estuvo, carnal. Und for military duty Because of your
record. Think about it.
HENRY: (Pause.) You got a frajo”
PACHUCO: Simén, (HE pulls out a cigarette hands 10 HENRY,
Tights it for him. HIENRY is pensive.)
HENRY: (Smokes, laughs ironically.) 1 was all set to Corre back @
sone Me le rayo. For the fist time in my lie 1 really
thought Hank Reyna was going someplace.
PACHUCO: Forget the war overseas, caymal. Your war 8 on the
homefront.
HENRY: (ith new resolv) What do you mean?
PACHUCO: The barrio needs you, carnal. Fight back! Stand up
so uth some style. Show the world a Chicane has
to the gng tough. You can take it. Remember, Pachuco
Yo!
HENRY: (Assuming the style) Con safos, cara
) Screw them bastard cops!
«4, THE INTERROGATION
The PRESS enters, followed by EDWARDS and SMITH.
udience.) Final Edition; The Los
wi ’ :
the 38th Street Gang
the 38th Stet Gang, pending Frther investigation of ar
LT. EDWARDS: Wel, s
: Well, son, I we 7
nee as hoping I wouldn’t see you in here
HENRY: Then why di you ares me?
: me on, Hi
Heer ¢, Hank, you know why you're here
WARDS: Don’t give me tha
ON ive me that. How long have I known you?
HENRY: Yah when yu gt me for stealing ca, tember?
All right. That was a mistake. 1
vA h didn't know it
omar ocean Bat
scorn suit? 2088 up the youth lab? eae
SGT. ey turned it into a gang
er i into a gang, Lieutenant, Everything
YARDS: I remember a kid just a couple of years back
Head boy atthe Catholic Youth Cever, His dea of fun
was 0 vies. What happened to that nice kid,
He’s “Gone With The 7
_* ie Wind,” trying to look like Clark
SGT. SMITH: Now te thinks he's Humphrey Bora.
PACHUCO: So who are you, puto? Pat O’Brien?
"ARDS: This the wrong time toe anti-social son, This
enamel war, and we'e under strict orders to crack
SOT, SMITH Starting with all pachucos and dat
HENRY: I int no daft dodger ae
RDS: T know you're not. I heard you got accepted by
the Nav;
HENRY: Tomo ath Congratulations, When do you report?
SGT, SMITH: Tough break!
ITED eee
WARDS: I's still nat too late, you know, I could
Gente Gace ae aera ld stil release
PRESS: