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: