Back in the Day Page #3

And it's the same

f***ing bullshit...

a brave man and he had

a reason to be there.

You know how it is.

- Good night, Mary.

- Good night, Mary.

Heya, Mary.

How was work?

Long as usual.

Good night, Enzo.

Buona notte, sweetie.

Where were you, huh?

Look at this.

Jose, don't do this right now.

I was at work where I always am.

What the hell are you doing, saying

hi to these f***in' goombahs for?

Enzo.

Why do you say hi to these

goombahs for, huh? Huh?

I walk down this street because

they keep an eye on me, that's it.

I say hello, I say goodbye. I

know people in the neighborhood.

Go take care of Anthony.

He got a beat down, b*tch.

He got a beat down from...

he got a beat down from me

because of you.

- Stop it! Stop it, stop!

- Hey! Hey! Hey!

We'll take care of it.

All right, we'll handle this.

No!

Let us handle this.

That's all right, it's enough!

F***ing punk!

All right, come on.

Let's get out of here.

Come back down here, guys,

come on.

You okay?

Come on.

I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.

- That's all right, get up.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

He can't come back here.

He has to stay away from here.

You know, there's people in this

neighborhood, they never forgive.

And they never forget. Ever.

We can get along just fine

without him.

Well...

We're gonna have to.

It'll work out, mom.

I'm gonna get a job to help out.

That'll be $5, miss Caruso.

Thank you.

Have a great day.

Anthony, you're doing

great work, okay?

There may be a little surprise

for you at the end of the night.

Remember, today's payday, right?

Hey, Anthony.

We sold more chicken cutlets

this week than I can remember.

Put the broom down.

Let's celebrate.

- Celebrate?

- Yeah

come over here. Take your

apron off, all right?

Work is over.

Come on,

let's have a little drink.

No, I'm okay, Mr. V.

Hey, I told you. Call me Jerry.

Don't insult me.

We'll just have

a little scotch, okay?

To celebrate.

Cheers.

See? It's not that bad.

Actually, it's pretty strong.

Here's your pay, okay?

I put an extra $50 in there

for the week.

You did good, okay?

You worked hard. Take it.

Thank you. You didn't

have to do that, Mr. V.

It's okay.

I mean, I feel for you.

It must suck,

not having your dad around.

It's okay.

Me and my mom are fine.

- I'm gonna get going.

- Hey, no, no, no,

can't you sit and talk

for a little while?

Nah, I really gotta go.

Anthony...

Relax.

Relax, my boy.

Relax.

You're way too tense.

You know, maybe you need

a little massage.

No, I'm okay.

Really, Mr. V.

I don't need a massage.

Anthony, it's okay

if it feels good.

What the hell are you doing?

What's wrong with you?

What's wrong with me, huh?

I like you.

People looked at me

and thought I was crazy

for hiring a Puerto Rican.

But I did it.

I did it 'cause of you.

You're sick, you know that?

I'm sick?

Get out of here!

You're fired!

And don't come back!

Like I really would!

Hurry up and eat

and get back to work.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Just won't be going

back to work no more.

Why not?

I just think I can do

something better

than work in a butcher shop.

You can do something better

with your life.

You're gonna do

something better.

I don't know what it is,

but it's gonna be huge.

I hope so, mom.

I got a surprise for you.

A surprise?

Close your eyes.

Wow, mom.

You're the best!

These are great.

I'm very proud of you.

I know it hasn't been easy

with your father

the last couple of years but...

You made everything better.

And you've brightened up

every day.

Well, that's 'cause

you're an angel, mom,

and I love you.

Would you believe

he's still on the telephone?

- Hey, guys.

- Hi, Mary.

- Hiya, Mary.

- Hi, Enzo.

Where you going?

Holy sh*t!

Hey, Mary... oh, no!

Frank!

Get an ambulance!

My Anthony...

My Anthony...

Enzo...

Take care of my boy.

That was the last day

of my childhood.

Sorry to hear that.

Every day...

Every day she would pray

to him before she came in.

You're gonna be all right,

Anthony.

We'll take care of you.

My dad said it.

You can come and stay with us.

I need some time alone, Matty.

I just want to sit here

by myself for a while, okay?

Sure.

I understand.

I'll come back later.

Hey, Mr. V!

Hey, Anthony.

How 'bout a massage?

Anthony! Anthony!

Anthony...

relax!

Sh*t!

That's Mary Donato's kid.

Pull over!

Anthony, relax!

Relax! Anthony!

Hey, break it up!

Anthony!

Straight flush. You got something

bad, you know what I mean?

No. Straight flush.

Yo, T.A.

Hey, Vinny, how you doin'?

Where'd you get that suit?

Hey, Bg, where else?

How bad was this beating?

I mean, how far

did it really go?

How bad was it?

Pretty bad.

This kid packs quite a punch.

He seemed real determined

to kick the sh*t out of Jerry.

We got a little

Mike Tyson over here.

Well, before you

explain yourself,

'cause you are going to do that,

want a soda pop

or something like that?

- Soda pop?

- Yeah.

I just buried my mother.

I think I could use

something a little stronger.

How old are you now?

- Sixteen.

- Sixteen.

Have at it.

Why did you give Jerry

a beating?

I don't want to talk about it.

Well...

I got news for you.

This is my neighborhood, see?

And I need to know everything

that goes on in my neighborhood.

So you need to talk about it.

Well, then I guess

you need to know

that the neighborhood butcher

is a f***in' f*ggot,

who tried to have

his way with me.

Did I hear you clearly?

Jerry's a f*ggot?

Makes me feel kind of nauseous.

Where'd you learn

to fight like that?

All I did when my father

was drunk off his ass,

was pound that heavy bag.

And I really love boxing.

Do you ever think about

taking that built up anger

and that boxing talent

and getting paid for it?

All the time.

You ever hear

of Eddie "rocks" Travor?

Of course.

He was a great

heavyweight in his day.

So, let's say I hook you up

with Eddie.

Eddie rocks.

You... really,

you don't have to do that.

I don't have to do nothing.

But it's already done.

Thank you.

So that's how it started

with boxing, Larry.

I met Eddie "rocks" Travor

and to this day,

he's still my trainer.

That Enzo,

he saw something in you.

I guess he did.

This was one serious guy.

Hey, Jerry.

We heard you like little boys.

You said you were from the

neighborhood, right, Larry?

So then you must know this...

The mob,

it can be a cancer

to some people,

but it was also built

for a purpose.

To protect the neighborhood.

If you did wrong,

especially back then,

there were serious consequences.

Hey!

You f***in' sand n*gger!

Death...

Pretty serious consequences.

Look at who we're talking

about here, Larry.

A f***in' pedophile,

who apparently

molested other kids.

And a lowlife gypsy cab driver,

who speeds through

the neighborhood,

kills an innocent woman

and then drives away.

Are you okay with these thugs

being the judge, jury

and executioners?

That's one question

I'm not gonna answer.

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