10th & Wolf

We all grow up looking for

somebody to believe in.

For me it was my father.

He was my hero.

The day after my 12th birthday I found out

my father killed people for a living.

He was a made member of the Mafia.

When I saw my father shot dead

outside of our house

I remember thinking

he probably deserved it.

And years later, when I got the chance,

I joined the marines

looking for something new

to believe in.

That lasted until February of 1991.

Just outside Kuwait City

and the Iraqi border.

F***!

Let me guess - you're from the government

and here to help me.

Get on your feet, tough guy.

I tell you, you're a helluva good marine.

Commendations, medals...

Made sergeant 26 months ago.

Pretty good.

And then you assault an MP

and you steal the colonel's jeep.

Why?

The colonel is a prick.

Something like yourself.

Tough guy, ain't he?

Smart, too.

Like your friends.

Friends? What friends are those?

Alright, let's see what you're looking at here.

Bad conduct discharge,

forfeiture of all paid allowances,

confinement, 2 to 3 years

at hard labor.

You've really put yourself up the creek,

old buddy.

Maybe I've got a paddle for ya.

Wanna hear more?

Not particularly.

You know this guy,

Manny Matello?

Hey, Rocco,

make me a Cosmopolitan.

Manny Matello was the

mafia boss

my father and my uncle Joe

had worked for.

I swear on Saint

f***ing Anthony

if you put too much cranberry juice

in it this time,

I'm gonna kill your whole

f***ing family.

You hear me?

Hey, Rocco?

Tell me, am I gonna

be lucky tonight?

The shooters were a couple of zips

working for a guy named

Luciano Reggio.

Now Reggio is a major

drug trafficker.

He's also liaison between

the Gambinos in New York

and the Sicilian mob.

In fact, New York sent Reggio down

to whack Manny Matello.

Take over the family.

Imagine that, huh?

A goddamn immigrant

running the old neighbourhood.

Do you remember a guy

named Willy Dolan?

Used to run a little book

for Manny Matello.

Sure, I knew Willy.

We grew up together.

Nice guy.

Just looking to buy a house

for his wife and kid.

The market's changed.

The price is a 100 now.

It took me six months to put

Now you want a hundred?

You tell me you're gonna

sell me a house for 87 grand,

now you want a hundred.

What's with the quibbling,

Junior? Why are

we quibbling?

Price is a hundred grand.

No quibble.

You know what? You're a f***ing

pain in the ass to do business with,

you one-legged motherf***er.

- One-legged?

- I'm taking my money and going home.

You've got a problem with

my leg now, huh?

You don't even know how much money

I'm saving you out of mortgage.

That's how f***ing stupid you are.

How do you like my leg now?

Tryin to chisel me, huh?

Stealing money out of my pocket?

Like the cocksucker you are!

That's right - I f***ing spit on you!

F***ing piece of sh*t.

What's this, Willy?

What's this?

You motherf***er.

Willy was working for us.

And we're gonna miss Willy.

We had some things

that we were working on

and there are things we gotta

keep working on.

Which is why we're talking

to you,

tough guy.

Now you wanna be

a good citizen

and help us out here?

Hey, you wanna let me

out of here?

I'd like to get back to my cell.

Please.

Ok, so you don't care about

truth, justice

and the American way.

What about Joey Marcucci?

Care about him?

He's family, isn't he?

Yeah, he's my cousin.

Another ignorant dirtbag.

But we can't choose our

family, can we?

What exactly do you want me to do?

I don't want you to do anything for me.

But I'm gonna give you a chance

to do something

for your cousin Joey,

the dirtbag.

Because Joey doesn't like the idea

this guy taking over the family business.

I mean, sooner or later

these guys will kill each other,

they are gonna sit down and

make some kind of a deal.

Well I want you to be there,

because I want Reggio.

Do you understand me,

tough guy?

I want Reggio.

You give me Reggio,

I give you your cousin Joey.

I vowed a long time ago

I was never gonna become

what my father was.

Now I was going home to

become something he was.

My mother died giving birth

to my brother Vincent.

After my father was killed,

me and Vincent

went to live with my uncle Joe,

my aunt Tina and my cousin Joey.

Me, Vincent and Joey, we

were more than cousins.

We were brothers.

- Your father got killed?

- Don't make a big deal of it.

Vincent, slow down.

Even if it doesn't make you taller,

it makes you fat.

Go f*** your hand.

Look at Joey.

How's the steamfitters?

It's great, man.

My back hurts all the time,

throbbing.

My legs feel like somebody

beat them with a hammer.

Remind me to thank you

in like a hundred years.

You ain't 10th and Wolf,

where you're from?

I'm a friend of Ricky's.

You know Ricky?

Ricky Jerk-Off?

That's what we call him round here,

Ricky Jerk-Off.

You know why?

- Why?

- Well cuz he's a jerk-off.

Go get us a pack of

smokes, will ya?

What am I, your b*tch?

I'm buying.

Watch my purse.

Let me tell you something

about Ricky Jerk-Off.

Hey, Marcucci,

you're talking to my girl.

I ain't your girl.

I just met ya.

Shut your face.

Hi, Ricky Jerk-Off,

what's going on?

Tommy, this is between me

and your prick-face cousin over here.

Is this a jerk-off convention?

F*** you, Marcucci.

Tommy, I'm coming!

Let go of me!

Come on, Vincent!

Get off me.

Tommy, you're making a

mess over here.

We're gonna have to pay

for all that stuff we broke.

How much do you think three

tables and a booth cost?

Sh*t, I broke my chain,

I lost my St. Chris.

You sent me for the cigarettes

on purpose, didn't you?

- Shut up.

- That ain't right.

You don't think I'm tough?

- Come on, me and you. Right now.

- Shut up, Vince.

Come on, Joey. Tell him I can

kick his f***ing ass.

Not in your wildest dreams, Vincent.

How's my eye?

Let me see.

F***ing yin and yang douchebags.

It's Manny.

Joey, come here.

Manny!

- What do you think he wants?

- Shut up.

Listen to me, son.

It's your father, Joey.

He's gone.

Uncle Joe was killed the same way

my father was.

Left for dead like an animal

in the street.

Tommy, get yourself cleaned up.

Go home and take your brother.

Your aunt's gonna need ya.

Now go on. Good boys.

We're all gonna miss him.

He was a good husband.

A good friend.

Thank you for everything, Manny.

Thank you.

Aunt Tina, is Joey home?

What the hell do you think you're looking at?!

Ain't you got no decency?!

Toilet's busted. Take a walk.

Move, I've gotta pee.

Get outta here before I kick

the sh*t out of you.

Yeah, you and what army?

Back in, I'll knock your teeth

down your throat.

Loser!

Okay.

You wanna know

or you don't wanna know?

You're old enough to decide.

You either deal with these things

or you don't.

I wanna know.

You're your father's son.

His blood.

It's not my place,

unless you give it up.

So,

tell me what to do.

Why is he giving him that newspaper?

Oh, is he gonna let him

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