A lucky boy. You're playing again?
Only when there's another fool with
a dollar to bet against.
BEDROOM OF LUCIANO FAMILY APARTMENT - EVENING
Sal lays across a pallet on the floor of the dark, tiny room.
Bartolo lays next to him, asleep. In the next room, Rosalie
Luciano cooks in a primitive kitchen. Sal pulls a set of
post cards from his pocket, and flips through the photos of
beauties posed provocatively in their scanties. At the sound
of his father's voice raised in anger, he hides the cards.
JUST INSIDE THE FRONT DOOR STANDS A MAN IN UNIFORM
As Antonio drags Sal out from the bedroom.
The Teacher hit me first!
Antonio hits Sal hard, upside the head.
You have a smart teacher.
Rosalie runs over from the kitchen, waving a ladle.
He's only a baby!
Mama, I'm not a baby!
Antonio smacks Sal again, as his mother tries to pull him
Don't talk back to your mother.
At the door, the Truant Officer rolls his eyes. Antonio shoves
Salvatore toward him.
Take him. I can do nothing.
TRUANT SCHOOL CLASSROOM - DAY
Bars on the windows. The uniformed students sit rigidly
upright. They follow along in their books while the Teacher
reads aloud as he walks between the rows of desks.
SALVATORE STARES BLANKLY AT A BOOK HE CAN'T READ
As the Teacher passes, he raps Sal across the knuckles with
a ruler, then turns Sal's book to the correct page.