A Bronx Tale Page #9
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- Year:
- 1993
- 121 min
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- I know. I'm not driver for nothing.
- We're in a hot car. Slow down.
F*** you! I know what I'm doing.
- What's that smell?
- We made those n*ggers a cocktail.
Look at these f***ing beauties.
We're gonna teach
those motherfuckers a lesson.
- Throwing eggs at our joint? They'll see.
Here, Ralphie, take this.
- Why don't you give me the big one?
- Take that and shut the f*** up!
I'll take these motherfuckers!
I hate them! I'll kill them!
Ralphie, what are you doing,
lighting a cigarette?
- Relax! What the f***?
- You got the cocktails at your feet!
You take me as a jerk-off? Relax.
I know what the f*** I'm doing.
I can't wait to see the look
on these motherfuckers' faces.
I can't wait...
They were all smiling.
I was too, but I was dying inside.
I wanted out,
but I couldn't get out of the car.
What was I going to say?
"Let me out. I'm afraid. I'm a chicken. "
to that neighbourhood.
They would call me a punk,
a dog, a mutt.
They would say I got no heart.
I kept hearing my father's voice
in my head. "Don't blow it, son.
"These people will hurt you, son.
Don't waste your talent, son. "
Then I kept hearing Sonny's voice.
"Be careful, C. Don't lose it, C.
Keep your head, C. "
Somebody pulled the chain,
and I was going down the f***ing toilet.
They wanna throw eggs at our club?
We'll give them a big surprise.
- C, out of the car.
- Sonny, come on, he's with us.
Mind your business, you.
C, outta the car.
Sonny, he's with us...
- Come on. Move.
- My nose! F***!
For the last time,
stay away from this kid.
I can't believe it. After all this time,
you don't even trust me?
Listen.
It's not that I don't trust you.
No, I'm not gonna listen. You don't
even believe there was a Jane.
It coulda been in the car
when I picked it up.
Me and Jane coulda got killed.
You never thought that, did you?
- Don't you trust anybody?
- No.
It's a horrible way to live.
For me, it's the only way.
Not for me.
Oh, C. Some fine-looking black chick
was just here looking for you.
- She just went around the corner?
- If you hurry, you'll catch her.
- Come here. Come here!
- Told you.
- You want me to go get him?
- No, leave him alone.
Jane!
Hi. My brother told me the truth.
You did try to help him.
I told you.
I know. But he took it out on you.
It's OK.
I understand how he felt.
I'm glad you understand.
Mind your own damn business!
Get back in your house!
Let them stare.
Give me your hand.
Come on, give me your hand.
- Glad you came to see me.
- I missed you.
I missed you too.
I think you're beautiful.
Stop.
No, I really do.
I want to be with you,
and I don't care what anybody says.
- Can I have a kiss?
- Sure.
That's not a kiss.
This is a kiss.
- Do you know how to make sauce?
- What?
You know, sauce for macaroni?
Shut up.
I'm really sorry
about what happened.
- My brother didn't mean it.
- Where's your car?
Give me the keys! We gotta go!
- What are you talking about?
- We gotta get there.
Yes!
I knew you were one of the great ones.
Great ones?
What are you talking about?
Never mind. It's an Italian thing.
Come on, come on.
Hurry up, make a U-turn over here.
Go by in front.
What the f*** are they doing
in our neighbourhood?
Get it out!
Be careful, guys.
- What's happening?
- What happened?
- Four white guys just got blown up.
- White guys got killed, that's what.
Willy, are you all right?
Yeah, I'm all right.
They started out as white,
now they're toast, motherfuckers!
They look better now, right?
They left something for you
in the trunk! Take a look.
- Get the f*** outta here!
- Get out of our neighbourhood!
F***ing p*ssy-ass motherf***er!
Don't say sh*t, man!
Get the f*** outta the neighbourhood!
When I think about it, I don't know
if I should've been happy or sad.
sad because my friends were dead.
But one thing I knew was
I was grateful.
Grateful because of Sonny.
Sonny!
Listen, Jane, I gotta go.
- I just gotta go. You OK?
- Yeah, man.
- Listen, I'm sorry.
- Jive-ass white motherf***er!
Jane, I gotta go.
You don't understand. I was in that car.
Just go.
The boys are about to go crazy.
What the f*** you looking at?
F*** that b*tch too!
Go.
Get the f*** out of the neighbourhood!
He saved my life.
I had to tell him.
He saved my life.
C, I swear, my grandmother's still sick.
I'll give you the 20 next week.
Forget the 20!
- I don't give a f*** where he is!
I'm losing here!
What are you breaking my balls for?
C, he's in the front.
- Sonny! Sonny!
- C! Come here!
- Sonny!
- Let him through!
Let my boy through. Come here!
- Sonny!
- Get over here, come here.
All I could see
All of a sudden, out of all of these
smiling faces, there was this one face.
I couldn't understand
why I kept looking at this one face,
and then I realized why:
He wasn't smiling.
All I could see was this guy,
and nobody could see him but me.
Come on, C!
No!
Come here!
Get an ambulance!
The guy that killed Sonny was the son
of the man that he killed
eight years earlier
in front of my house.
There were flowers
all over the place.
Gangsters have this thing
about flowers.
the biggest arrangement cares the most.
- John and Anthony from Detroit.
- How are you?
Did you see the way
he went down, bom-bom-bang?
It was just like
Sonny said it would be.
Nobody cares.
I'm sorry, C,
but we got to close up now.
Jerry, could you give me
a couple more minutes?
OK. I'll be in my office.
How are you doing, Sonny?
Not so good, huh?
She passed the test.
That's what I wanted to tell you.
She might be my first great one.
And I'm gonna go out with her.
Thanks for helping me.
I wanna thank you for saving my life.
I never got a chance to tell you.
They all died.
Slick, Aldo, Mario, Ralphie.
All of them.
Sorry, I thought I was alone.
I'm just thinking out loud.
That's OK.
It's understandable.
This man here is a great man.
He saved my life.
- You Lorenzo the bus driver's kid?
- Yeah.
- C, right?
- Yeah.
Sonny told me all about you.
Sorry, but I don't even know
who you are.
My name is Carmine.
We go back a long way together,
Sonny and me.
He saved my life too once.
You don't remember me, do you?
Many years ago?
In front of your house?
You don't remember this?
You were the guy who got hit
with the baseball bat, right?
Yeah, I remember.
I was there. I saw the whole thing.
I know, kid.
Sonny told me what you did.
Listen, I've been away.
But I'll be in the neighbourhood now
taking care of things for a while.
You need anything,
come and see me at the bar, OK?
I think I'll give the bar a rest
for a while, but thanks anyway.
It's OK. I understand.
Was that fight really
over a parking space?
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