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hwpWant me to go call him up?
No.
You want a cup of coffee?
No.
You wanna go?
You OK?
Im betting youre awake in there.
Are you?
- What do you want? - Figured Id like to talk to you.
- About what? - Fuck do you care?
You aint making money sit here side of the road. Get up. Start driving.
Put me in the cab. I keep you up.
- Youre with the Teamsters. - Thats right.
I cant take you. They find out you rode my cab, Im out a job.
You best get used to it cause Im coming with you.
- The fuck you are. - Fuck Im not!
- I said, get the fuck off my cab. - Have a cigarette.
I said, get the fuck out. They find you in here, its my job.
What fucking kind of pussy are you?
Some guy in Duluth tells you who stays in the cab?
Listen to me. Listen to me. I know what that is, baby.
Your driving cig burns down, keeps you from falling asleep at the wheel.
I know, I been there. I got scars of my own, thats why I want you to listen to me...
Get the fuck out of my cab.
Baby, you got the balls, and you might get lucky and kill me.
Barring that, youll hear my speech about the Teamsters,
so why dont you just drive the fucking truck, huh?
All that Im saying, theres a lot more there for us.
Its right, its just, its due us, its possible.
The downtime pay, pay for deadhead and medical.
All the things Ive been saying.
Bobby, not only is it possible, its right there.
When they have to negotiate, they say to you,
"Ride with the Teamsters, lose your job."
- They treat us like dirt. - I know that.
They got us driving to pay the rent.
Every couple weeks, some son of a bitch falls asleep.
I know that.
Stuck hours, rig broke down, no pay.
Yeah, I know that. Were trying to strike the company, ya see.
- I cant go out on strike. - You cant afford not to go.
- How you gonna get back to your cab? - Another driver just like you, baby.
- Now, listen to me. I want you to stop by... - I cant sign up with you.
You will sign up, but I didnt say sign up. I said stop by.
All right, pull this thing over right here. You dont wanna be seen with me.
Things been a little tough. You know kids...
Y:i Dont count on their best efforts. Negotiate for a position of strength!
What can they take away from you? Put it down.
Put it down. If they put it down, then they cant do nothing.
Bobby, how you doin?
Y:i Youre saying, "I dont know, but I need my job."
Im saying, guarantee your job!
Guarantee your wage! Youre working for peanuts...
- Whats going on? - Fella the Teamsters.
- Whats he want? - Strike.
Hey, lets get to work. Come on, lets move a little faster, huh?
Lets get going! Ciaro, youre on number ten.
- Fitzgrieg, you haul it out. y:i - Stop their exploitation!
I see a man with the power of the international union
to eliminate all this bullshit!
Let them move the fuckin crates! Lets see how long theyll never negotiate.
Theyve been feeding you dog shit, telling you its Cream of Wheat!
You, too! Hey, Ive had it with you!
I aint afraid of these cocksuckers. I aint afraid of nobody.
What are you afraid of? Hey, you!
You, you son of a bitch! You! You! Yeah.
You rode with me miles,
smoked my cigarettes, listened to my jokes.
After what I did for you, what are you gonna do for me, huh? Huh?
You just cost me my job!
You cost me my fucking job! You cost me my job!
You cost me my fucking job!
Put it down! Put the crate down. You men, put the crates down!
- Let it spoil! - Where do you think you are, a picnic?
Put the fucking crates down. Cross the line. Join the Teamsters.
Thats right. Thats right. Put it down.
Pick that crate up!
You dont need some manager.
You dont need some manager telling you whats true.
You dont need to worry about killing no fucking golden goose!
You guys want your jobs? Get back to work!
Dont you got mouths to feed? You cant fight back?
- Get outta here, will ya? - Im sick and tired of talking to you.
- Quit coming in here. - Youre wearing me out.
- No union! - Crumb!
Ladies.
- Walk a little bit here. - What the fuck you want?
You cost me my job.
- And what? - Im gonna cut your throat.
Youre obviously a man with a profound sense of justice.
- Is there a problem? - I got no quarrel with you.
Yes you do, lad. You got a beef with my partner, you got a beef with me.
Pull a knife while a guys unprotected.
- Get fuckin back. - No.
I couldnt have that on my conscience.
See?
Lifes a negotiation. Its all give and take.
Im sorry I cost you your job.
Im oh, so sorry.
And yes, yes, and...
- Everything I did... why? - To help the workingman.
- Youre fuckin A. - And Im a workingman. Sos Jimmy.
Just the same as you. You gotta eat, I gotta eat.
I got no desire what I do hurts you.
You got a beef with me, what can I do to help?
- Cause everybodys got a right to eat. - Thats right.
Take these cocksuckers. Honest laundrymen signed with the Teamsters.
- Some cocksucker. - You see that guy?
Im gonna see him tonight.
Some guyll be near the trucks. Some guy, a laundry.
We are out there. Jimmys out there. Organizing.
So the strength of collective bargaining protects the
