Back in the Day Page #8

I've been looking

all over for you

and haven't heard a word.

I went by the pizzeria,

went by your house.

You know what your dad told me?

He told me

you haven't been around.

He didn't know where you were.

I told you

I wasn't coming around

until I got my stuff together.

I just went away

for a little while.

Where?

Does it matter?

I'm doing the right thing.

I heard about Enzo.

I'm sorry.

I see you've been

taking care of my car.

Of course, I have.

I even fixed the tail light.

That's great.

I'm gonna need it back now.

That's not a problem, right?

Why would it be

a problem, Matty?

It's your car.

Yeah, I know.

It's just...

Are you all right, Matty?

- Is something wrong?

- No, not at all.

You got the keys?

I gotta go.

You need a ride? I can drop

you off at home first.

I can walk home.

Okay.

Are you sure you're okay, Matty?

Of course, I am.

I'm just in a rush.

I got somewhere to be.

Let's catch up later, all right?

You know...

I'm thinking

about getting married.

Really, Dominick?

Come on!

Yeah.

You know that week

we were broken up?

It made me

really realize what I had.

I mean...

I'm out getting my cock

sucked every night.

And she's...

She's doing nothing.

She was crying over me

at her cousin's house

somewhere out in Jersey.

Hard to find, Dominick.

Yeah... yeah.

Hey, guys.

How's it goin'?

We good, Matty?

Yeah, it's parked outside.

Here's the keys.

You know, uh...

You're lucky.

You're lucky I decided to take

the car as partial payment.

You know, because I'm not

really into these muscle cars.

I'm a caddy guy myself,

as you know.

You know, in fact,

I'm gonna sell your car

and I'm gonna get

myself another caddy.

Oh, it's my fault

that you're

a degenerate gambler, huh?

You gotta borrow money from me

to keep open

that piece of sh*t pizzeria?

Oh, you know you still owe

some vig on that, right?

'Cause next thing I'm gonna do

is I take the pizza joint.

That won't be necessary,

Dominick.

I'll have the rest

of your money.

Yeah.

Well, for your sake, I hope so.

Hey, how's your friend

doing, Anthony?

He sure got his ass kicked.

And by a full-blooded

Italian, no less.

Vito Germano.

Germano.

I love that name, you know?

Oh, and I wonder what he's gonna

do now that Enzo's not around.

Anthony Rodriguez.

What a f***in' waste.

Oh, I suggest you get

that look off of your face.

No look from me, Dominick.

Enjoy the car.

Hey, kid, give me that bat.

So after all that,

she can't even tell me

to my face

that she's going back to him.

She was too embarrassed

to face you.

I poured my heart

out to that girl.

All these years wanting her.

And for what?

I'm done with her.

I'm done boxing.

I'm f***ing done with it all.

What are you talking about?

You're gonna quit boxing?

Don't talk stupid.

I'm tired of always having

to watch everything I do.

Look at you!

Always drinking,

having a good time.

Me?

I'm sipping on f***in' water.

And for what?

I mean, really.

What's the point?

It's a good thing you left

your Chevelle home.

Because I ain't in no

condition to drive it.

I lied. It's not home.

I just got it painted.

Painted?

You got a sick paint job

on there already.

Well, I won a lot in ac.

Who cares?

It's only money.

Look at this.

Of all the people

to walk in here...

Relax, Anthony.

I can't relax.

If I wind up staying here,

I'm gonna wind up

hurting somebody real bad.

Just go home.

Forget about it.

You got too much to lose.

Don't lose it with

this f***ing a**hole.

It's not worth it, man.

You know what, Matty?

Ain't gonna give her

the satisfaction.

If that's what she wants,

so be it.

They deserve each other.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Now that's what I like to hear.

Finally you grew some balls

when it comes to this girl.

Come on, man, you don't

need her anyway.

Listen, go home,

I'm gonna hang out a little while.

I'll meet you later.

I gotta meet Mrs. Schwartz

for a drink.

She finally got a divorce.

We can meet in public.

Mrs. Schwartz again?

Where do you find these girls?

Come on, man, I gotta get laid, man.

Come on.

I love you, man.

F*** them.

What the f***

are you looking at?

What do you mean?

Nothing, Dominick. What

are you talking about?

Don't make me smack you in here.

Smack me?

Yeah.

Why do you gotta talk

to me like that?

I don't understand you, Dominick.

I'm going to the ladies room.

Yeah. You do that.

Go to the ladies room.

Hey.

What's up, Dominick?

You know i...

I've been thinking about something

since... since after you left.

I think I'm gonna keep

the Chevelle.

Yeah, and drive it around

once in a while, you know?

I think it'll be a good

statement for me.

Because everybody knows

that was your car

and everybody knows

what a f***-up you are.

And they'll know

that you f***ed up with me.

Yeah, yeah, how about

I get you a drink?

Ow! You motherf***er!

He's got a gun.

Let's get out of here.

I want your girlfriend

and everybody to see

what a b*tch you are

without your friends around.

You're f***ing dead.

Matty, you kn... ow.

Matty, stop!

Stop?

...Shut up.

Matty, please.

I don't know what's wrong

with you, girl.

Stop it.

- Stop.

- What's wrong with you?

Get out of here, Matty. Go.

Just go!

Get the f*** out!

I never liked you.

Please, stop.

I don't know.

Come on, Tommy!

Please!

I mean, we known each

other since we're kids.

F***in' kids!

You're gonna do it because of that

piece of sh*t Dominick? Come on!

- Just shut up, Matty.

- Please, stop!

We known each

other since we're kids, Tommy!

- Shut up, Matty.

- Please.

You know what?

F*** you, guys.

Go ahead.

F*** you! Go ahead!

He did it all for me.

That's how he was.

He always put me first.

In the end,

he took a bullet for me.

How did you deal with that?

Whoa, come on, Anthony!

Anthony, you don't

want to do this.

You don't want to shoot

an unarmed man, come on.

Come on, look,

don't do this, man. We known

each other since we were kids.

Put the gun down, Anthony.

F*** you, Dominick!

- Who is it?

- Open up, Anthony.

Hello, Anthony.

What the hell are

you doing here?

- Listen, son.

- Don't call me your son.

Whether you like it

or not, you are.

All I'm asking is you give

me a minute to hear me out.

That's all I ask.

- I really don't care what

you have to say. -Please.

Just let me speak.

There is nothing to speak about.

I buried you a long time ago.

I know you did,

and you had

every right to. But...

Just hear me out

and I will leave.

It took me years.

Years to forgive myself

for what I did to you

and your mom, god rest her soul.

I was a horrible

father and husband,

but it wasn't me.

It was the alcohol.

It destroyed me.

But I've been sober

now for years.

I've watched almost all your

fights from a distance and

you didn't know I was there.

I didn't have the courage

to face you,

because I knew if I did,

you would tell me to get lost.

All I ask that you give me

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