Angie

# I know a place

# Ain't nobody cryin'

# Ain't nobody worried

# Ain't no smilin' faces

Uh-uh, no, no

# Lyin' to the races #

Gino!

Gino, you come

in here now!

# Somebody help me

I'll take you there

# Help me, y'all

I'll take you there

# Help me now

I'll take you there #

I don't remember much

about when I was a kid.

I remember the summers.

Bungalow Bar and Johnny Ride the Pony.

Listenin'to 45s

on the Close N' Play.

Oh, most of all, sittin' on the front

stoop with my best friend Teen...

and her six sisters

playin' beauty parlor.

I was eleven years old.

I looked like a 40-year-old divorcee

with a drinkin' problem.

I had no brothers

or sisters...

which in a Catholic neighborhood like

Bensonhurst made me kinda like a Martian.

I gotta go

change the record.

- Put on "Band Of Gold. "

- Yeah, that sounds good.

My mother left

when I was three.

I didn't know much about her except

she was an Italian from Texas...

that Pop met when he was

in the army down there.

She's what my Aunt Vicky

called a "free spirit. "

I knew she was livin'

back in Texas somewhere...

but no one ever talked about her,

least of all my pop.

Every year we signed a Christmas card

and mailed it down to her sister...

but that's as close

as I ever got.

- Hey!

- Who's this?

- No one. Give it back!

- Is it your mother?

My mother told me she used to dance

half naked in the snow.

She's a free spirit.

Back off!

# All that's left

is a band of gold

# All that's left

of the dreams I hold

# Is the band of gold

and the memories #

Teen, what do you think

it'll be like when we grow up?

First, we'll find two

brothers and get married!

Twins! So neither of us

gets someone cuter.

Right! Then we'll get pregnant

at exactly the same time.

Yeah! Then our chests

will get bigger.

Angie, you don't have to wait 'til you're

pregnant to make the chest bigger.

All you do is talk to it.

- What do you say? - I don't know.

Grow! I guess.

Grow?

Grow.

- Grow.

- Grow.

- Grow.

- Grow. Grow.

- Grow. Grow. Grow.

- Grow. Grow. Grow.

- Hurry up, Angie.

- I'm hurrying, Tina.

# Release me

# Release me

# Release me

# Release me

# Release me

# Release me

# Release me #

Yeah.

Right. And then

he yells at me. The bum.

All right, I know.

We didn't exactly grow up

and become Audrey Hepburn or nothin.

But, at least we get to go into

the city to work every day.

- Forget about it.

- Later.

Never seen them before.

Hey, Angie!

Tina!

Very nice, Ange.

You are right.

You're always right.

But then if I didn't run,

we wouldn't be here.

I sure wouldn't mind

sitting down.

# I can't stand the way

you disgrace me

# Under pressure

Whoa, whoa

# I can't stand the way

that you hate me

# Under pressure

Whoa, whoa

# When I go in the bedroom

I'm the voice no longer spared

# And time will always fall apart

in the house where they don't care

# You paralyze the gold mines

And the trains are standing still

# They pull you back and lay your track

just to prove it for the kill

# For the kill #

Tina got me this job.

It's great!

The only drag is, it's not like it's

a real magazine or nothin.

Micro Circuit. You tell people where

you work, they never heard of it.

# Under pressure

Whoa, whoa

# I can't stop the way

that you play for me

# Under pressure

Whoa, whoa

# I can't stand the day

that you waved me... #

Whew!

So go ahead, Ange.

These four nuns are tryin' to get into heaven.

And St. Peter says to the first one...

"Sister, I must ask you before I let you

in:
Have you ever touched a penis?"

- No, never.

- She says, "Yes, as a matter of fact.

Once with the tip of my finger

I did touch one."

He says, "All right, dip your finger in

the holy water and pass on through."

The second one steps up,

he asks her the same question.

"I have to admit once in the backseat of a car,

I touched a penis with my hand. "

"Dip your whole hand in the holy water

and pass on through. "

The third one steps up, but the fourth

one pushes her outta the way and says...

"Look, if you think I'm gonna gargle with

that sh*t after she sticks her ass in it...

you can forget about it!"

Vinnie and I had been boyfriend,

girlfriend since the 9th grade.

But we still

don't live together.

He's a plumber. Used to dream I'd end up

with a stockbroker or something.

Someone who wore a suit.

I mean, Vinnie's got a suit,

but it's green!

I'm lying under this lady's sink today

and it comes to me... like bing!

I'm gonna make

a commercial.

- You're gonna make a commercial?

- It's a great idea!

I mean, it's gotta

be good for business, right?

- What business? Baby, it's you and a truck.

- That's what I'm tryin' to fix.

- Make a commercial.

- I think that's a good idea.

- I do, I really do.

- What do you know about it, huh?

I've got an opinion

like everybody else.

He didn't ask how he could get people to eat

six meals a day. He's talking about plumbing.

- Just stand there.

- Yeah, right, thanks a lot.

Vinnie's a nice guy.

He's got a good heart.

Not like Tina's husband Jerry. They got

two kids, but he don't treat her right.

Hey, hey, hey!

Ding. Okay?

Please?

- Aah.

- Real nice!

Hey, don't start

with me tonight.

I thought we were goin'

to your house.

Me and my stepmother Kathy don't get along,

but we pretend like we do.

I ain't eatin' her cooking.

I'll tell you that right now.

Like I'm gonna stay in the same room

with her long enough to eat.

- Hi.

- Hi! How was the movie?

- It was great. - You hungry? I got shells

and sauce I made special.

Your father's

in the kitchen.

- Hey, Pop.

- Hi, Ange.

- Frank!

- What?

- Angie is here with Vinnie.

- All right.

Don't ask me what Pop sees in her.

It's funny. She ain't Italian,

but she keeps wishin' she was.

Oh, I gotta check

my sauce!

- How you feelin'? - You want the truth

or what I tell everybody?

- The truth.

- I feel fantastic!

Vinnie, I'm having some trouble

with the sinks at the store.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

- I'll come by tomorrow.

I'll take a look. - Good.

Pop, when are you gonna get rid of

those sinks, buy some new ones?

- What are you talking about? Those sinks

are perfectly good. - They're prehistoric!

- God forbid you should make a change.

- Here you are!

Mangia.

Angie, would you like some?

I got plenty.

No, thanks, I've been

a little nauseous all day.

You never take care of yourself. You're always

waitin' for somebody else to do it for you.

- What's that mean? - It means you

were raised like a little princess.

Hey, news flash! I was not raised

like a little princess.

All right, all right!

Let's have a little peace tonight.

Please?

- So, how is it?

- Um, delicious.

- It's fantastic.

- Yeah?

Got any cheese?

I have one memory of my mother

to go with my one photograph.

I'm three years old

and my relatives are over.

Aunt Violetta

who can make a rock cry...

Great Aunt Louisa who's been

in mourning since 1956...

and my crazy Aunt Vicky who has her big

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