A Bronx Tale Page #7

- Do you like him?

- He's a f***ing jerk-off!

Ten dollars. You got off cheap.

He's out of your life.

I'm still gonna f***ing break his face...

I couldn't believe it.

There she was, right in front of me.

I never forgot her since the first day

I saw her on my father's bus.

I wanted to talk to her, but she was

with her friends and I was with mine.

These f***ing doo-woppers,

driving me crazy,

I wanna strangle one of them...

- Let's get something to eat.

- This fat bastard ate it all.

What's wrong with you?

You're always eating.

- I was hungry.

- Did you read about the bikers?

- No.

- I was reading the paper.

You see the way

Jimmy was hitting them?

- What about Danny with that pipe?

- I don't know.

- Let's get out of here.

- You wanna get out of here?

Come on. Let's go.

Come on, C.

- I can't come. I got a test.

- F*** the test.

I missed it last week.

You sure? All right.

We'll be at The Deuces.

We were alone for the first time.

I knew I had to say something to her.

This chance might

never come again.

I wanted to be cool, but I still didn't

even know her name.

I said to myself, "She must have an

exotic name like Monique or Danielle. "

- You go to this school?

- I'm Jane.

Jane? That's it?

That's your name?

Yeah. What's wrong with that?

Nothing. It's a great name.

I love that name.

I just moved here.

Yeah, I seen you on the bus

the other day.

- And you are?

- Me, I'm Calogero.

- Ca-who?

- Calogero.

- What kind of name is that?

- It's Italian.

Actually, it's Sicilian.

My family's from Sicily.

Sicily?

You know where Italy is?

It's the boot that comes down.

The island next to it that looks like

it's getting kicked, well, that's Sicily.

- I like Italians.

- You do?

- Hm-mm.

- Are you waiting for someone?

- Yes, I am.

- Oh, you are.

All right. Well, I better go.

Wait.

I was just waiting for my brother.

Sometimes we walk home together.

- If it's no problem, I'll walk you home.

- OK.

I live down Webster Avenue.

Is that all right?

That's no problem.

Come on. Let's go.

- So you're waiting for your brother?

- Hmm.

- That's great.

- What's so great about it?

What's so great about it?

It's just great.

Where did you get that hat from?

- Why, you don't like this hat?

- It's kinda funny-looking.

Maybe it'd look better another way.

Hold this.

You have beautiful eyes.

Thanks. So do you.

Yeah... that's better.

So, do you want to go to the movies?

Movies? You wanna go

to the movies with me?

- Yeah. I told you I liked Italians.

- You wanna go right now?

No, of course not now.

How about tomorrow?

I'll be waiting here

till tomorrow then.

Oh, I'm sorry. I mean I'll meet you

in front tomorrow.

OK.

Sorry if I'm saying stupid stuff.

It's just I'm so nervous.

You're not saying stupid things.

You're doing OK.

- You think so?

- Hm-mm.

So where are you originally from?

- Brooklyn.

- What part?

- East New York.

- Where's that?

It's far. Way out.

Yeah? I got some relatives in Brooklyn

but I never heard of that part.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- I suppose they're Italian too, huh?

- Yeah.

That figures.

- What's your last name?

- Williams. Very easy. Very simple.

Jane Williams.

That's a pretty easy name to say.

Can't say mine's that easy,

but, you know...

Wait, let me see. Erm...

Calogero... Anello?

- Yeah.

- Got it.

- My friends call me C.

- Well, I like Calogero better.

These books are heavy.

That's why I'm glad

you're carrying them.

Well...

I guess this is it.

- I really had a great time.

- Me too.

- I think you're very nice.

- Thanks. So are you.

Thank you.

Sorry I can't walk you

all the way home.

Oh, that's all right.

I only live a block down.

- So I'll see you tomorrow?

- Tomorrow.

Tomorrow night? 6:00?

You're getting better.

I just wanted to double-check.

Well. Bye.

Bye.

What is it, white motherf***er?

Cinque! Sette!

- Come on, Aldo.

- Sette!

That was a late f***ing finger.

That was late.

- Was it late, Mario? Tell me.

- What are you talking about?

This f***ing kid keeps

winning my money!

I'll give him the malocchio.

He ain't gonna win no more...

He's got all my money.

How am I gonna play?

I don't know...

What the f***, man?

What the f***?

These f***ing spooks can't ride

in their own neighbourhood?

Just leave them alone.

What is it with you

and these n*ggers lately?

- They ain't bothering nobody.

- They're f***ing bothering me.

They ain't bothering me.

This is our f***ing neighbourhood,

you black bastard!

Let's go get these f***ing n*ggers!

Come on!

Get the f***

out of our neighbourhood!

- Let's get out of here!

- Get off!

Motherf***er, get the f*** outta here!

Black bastard!

C, come here!

Leave me alone!

Hey, grab him, C!

Get this motherf***er!

Stay down! I'm not gonna hurt you.

Stay down. I don't wanna hurt you.

Get him! Get him down!

Motherf***er!

C, what are you doing,

dancing with him? Get off!

Get out of here, you crazy bastards.

The cops are coming, run!

I can see them. Go! Go!

- I can see the lights.

- Get off him!

They called the cops! Come one!

Let's go!

They called the cops!

What the f*** you doing, man?

- You're gonna kill him!

- I don't care. I want to kill him!

- The f***ing cops are coming!

- F*** that!

The cops are coming!

They called the f***ing cops! Come on!

Didn't I tell you

Slick was nothing but trouble?

Yeah, but he's my friend, I just...

He's your friend.

I'm your friend, kid.

You're letting yourself

get caught up in his sh*t.

These kids could hurt you.

You gotta think for yourself.

I do, I'm really trying,

but we hate these people.

I don't hate them, but you know...

What people?

What's on your mind?

- I met this girl.

- Yeah? So?

I like her and everything, but she ain't

white, she's from Webster Avenue.

- She's a coloured broad.

- Yeah.

- You like this girl?

- I do, but I don't wanna hear the guys...

F*** those kids. Half of them

are gonna end up dead or in jail.

Nobody cares.

Only that matters is what's good for you

and how you feel about each other.

Let me tell you something.

When you're alone, late at night in bed,

just you and her under the covers,

that's all that matters, see?

You gotta do

what your heart tells you to do.

I'll tell you something right now.

You're only allowed three

great women in your lifetime.

They come along like great fighters,

once every ten years.

Rocky Marciano,

Sugar Ray Robinson, Joe Louis.

Sometimes you get them all at once.

Me? I had my three when I was 16.

That happens. What are you gonna do?

That's the way it goes, you know?

I tell you right now. See this girl?

Maybe this girl puts wind

in your sails.

- Maybe she's your first great one.

- Thanks, Sonny. I think I'll go for it.

- Is she a good kid?

- I just met her, but I hope so.

Here's what you do.

Tomorrow you borrow my car.

- You don't lend anybody your car.

- I'll lend you my car.

I want you to make

a good impression.

You borrow my car,

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