The Bronx Bull Page #3

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was a disaster, okay?

I have to clean it up,

paint it up, fix everything.

And when I sell,

I don't make a lot of money.

All right, Pop.

If that's the way you feel about it,

forget it.

[SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]

[GRUNTS]

[PEN CLICKS]

It's the best I can do.

Ten bucks, Pop.

Ten lousy dollars.

Is that what you think I'm worth?

Forget about the fact that

I supported this whole family,

you drunk, slapping us all around,

dragging us from one f***ing

slum to the other.

Pimping me out to fight any scumbag

who could bet a dollar or make a fist.

And for what? So that

you could fill your pockets

with nickels and dimes that I earned?

You know, Pop, I come here today...

embarrassed, humiliated,

asking you to lend me

a few hundred dollars.

I ain't seen you in 10 years,

and this is what you got for me?

Ten lousy bucks?

One dollar for every year

you don't come and see me.

Why do you hate me, old man?

I don't hate you.

I made you tough.

I make you into a man.

[SPEAKS IN ITALIAN]

...like street people.

You ever think about it,

that maybe I made you so tough

that you become a world champion?

Did you ever think about it?

No, Pop. No.

It wasn't your beatings

that made me champ.

I made me champ.

I did it all on my own.

Me... and these.

Can I ask you something?

Mm-hmm.

You think that I'm a bum?

Get the f***...

You are the middleweight champ

of the world.

Do you know how bad

I wanted to be a fighter?

I didn't have it.

But you did it.

You f***ing did it.

So don't go selling yourself short.

[SNIFFLES]

You, a f***ing bum?

You're a good pal, Rick.

Yeah, well, I'll give you the dough.

No, thanks, Rick. I ain't taking

any more from you.

Hey, f*** that pride, Jake.

You'll make it up to me.

I know you will.

[JAZZY MUSIC]

So, listen, I waited to tell

you, but it's kind of a secret.

I'm making a catalogue

for the fall line.

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

And I'm gonna put you on the cover.

Oh, come on!

No, no, no!

It's gonna be great.

I'm gonna make you a star, darling.

You are my number-one girl.

WAITRESS:

What can I get youse?

Yeah, give me a cup of coffee, please.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Jake.

What the f*** is going on here?

Honey, this is my boss, Lenny.

Hey, how you doing?

Let me ask you a question, pal.

Are you tapping my wife?

Excuse me?

Jake, come on, you're making a scene.

JAKE:
Shut up!

I asked you a simple question.

Are you putting it to my wife

or planning to put it to her?

Jake, come on.

No. Listen, w-we're

just having lunch here.

We're going over

the fall line, that's all.

Oh, yeah? Well, I'm gonna

take you outside

and I'm gonna show you the fall...

LENNY:

Whoa, I got a gun!

JAKE:

You, get the f*** up.

I ever see you again,

I'm gonna throw you the beating

of your f***ing life.

You know something?

You're crazy.

What the f*** is wrong with you?

What the f***

is wrong with you? Come on!

Let's get the f*** outta here!

I mean, how can that be the best

thing for her, you know,

taking her away from her father?

I made my decision, Jake.

We're leaving town.

Honey, all of us, we could be

a family again, honey.

We have to do this.

I want you to understand, okay?

JAKE:

Hey, sweetheart.

Give your daddy a little hug, will you?

Oh...

Everything's gonna be all right.

See, you don't know this, but

I grew up with Rocky Graziano.

And I gotta admit, we were

hoodlums, right? Thieves.

But we were very sophisticated thieves.

We only stole things

that began with an A.

Like "a bike," "a car," "a gun"...

[LAUGHTER]

So anyway, my second wife, Vikki,

she comes home one night

and I say, "Vikki,

your stockings are wrinkled."

Well, how the hell

was I supposed to know

she wasn't wearing any?

[LAUGHTER]

So she says to me one day,

"Jake, I got no clothes."

Of course, I didn't believe her.

Till I come home one night

and I see her running

around the bedroom naked.

I say, "I know, I know,

you got no clothes."

So I open up the closet door and I said,

"Black dress, pink dress...

Hello, Rocky."

[LAUGHTER]

Get off the stage, you bum!

Wait. We're not at your

f***ing time in life. Okay?

So sit the f*** up and drink

your f***ing champagne

before I come over there

and stick it down your throat.

[CROWD EXCLAIMING]

Hey. What the hell you think

you're doing up there,

chasing people out of the joint?

My relationship with the owner

only goes so far.

Get the f*** outta here.

The guy had a big mouth.

Besides, everybody laughed.

You heard them.

The only one up there laughing was you.

That's your opinion, Rick, all right?

They like me.

Wh-wh-what? Hey,

what the f*** are you doing?

You know you got a second show

tonight, you stupid f***.

Yeah, well, this stupid f***

has got a date with destiny

over there, huh?

[LAUGHING]

How are you ladies doing tonight?

Good. How are you?

Good. You enjoying

your foo-foo drinks?

- Uh...

- Yes.

You see the show?

You were funny.

Yeah? I'm even funnier

two on one.

Well, then, that could be arranged.

Can you say that again?

I'm a little deaf in this ear.

That could be arranged.

[BELL DINGING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Come on, come on!

[SHOUTING IN ITALIAN]

Fight like a man!

Jake! Hey! Whoa!

Take it easy, huh?

What the f***?

It's me, it's Rick. Huh?

Rick...

Where am I?

In your shitbox room.

There was a devil in my dream.

You got a devil in your f***ing head.

Oh, and by the way, you got fired,

so don't bother

to get up off of this couch.

Look, here, take this.

I gotta go.

My old lady's busting my balls.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Ain't got nobody

Hey, champ. Hey.

It's me, Tony. Remember?

We met at a party with, uh, Rick...

- Rosselli.

- Rosselli, yeah. Remember?

- Yeah. How you doing?

- I'm good, you know. Good.

How you doing? Good?

Hey, look, pal, um...

[SIGHS]

...we wanna talk to you

about a deal.

Just let me finish my eggs first.

My name is Jerry.

My best friend.

Me and Tony, we were just sitting there

trying to figure out who we're

gonna get for this thing

we're setting up, and we saw you and...

what a great idea.

Yeah. See, we're opening up

a... a new club, okay?

Very exclusive, very private.

- Mm-hmm.

- See?

So, what do you want from me?

Want you to work the door,

help us run the place.

It's a top-notch outfit, man.

Top-notch.

This'll be the hottest place

in the city.

Hottest room in the city.

You know, a little gambling,

a few broads, you know?

All first-class,

all first-class.

But here's the thing.

We know, Tony and I,

that we can trust you.

TONY:

He's right, hey?

JERRY:

And if there's ever any problem,

we know that we can count

on you. You follow me, Jake?

Hmm? I happen to know

that you was fighting for Frankie Carbo.

Listen, here's the thing, okay?

Put a group like this together,

it took a lot of time.

And we know, we both know,

you ain't doing so good.

And your comedy routine,

all due respect, is, you know,

on the fast track to nowhere.

So, you know, this could help

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