A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints Page #3
that sh*t.
Want some gum?
Yo, did you really take
a sh*t in there?
What is wrong with you?
You smell
like open ass, man.
Hey!
Hey, old b*tch.
Hey, hey.
Hey, put your ass here.
Go ahead.
Nice dress.
F***in' looking
like a cheetah.
Clean that sh*t up!
What?
F***er!
What the f***
is wrong with you, man?
Clean your sh*t up
and tell him to f*** off!
Police'll be here
in five minutes.
Antonio, come on.
No, no, no, no.
Wait, wait.
Open the door, man.
Hey, come on,
open the f***in' door!
Yo, meet me
at the park, alright?
Meet me at the park.
You f***er.
You better f***in' flinch.
You're the new kid
from my class, right?
From Ireland.
Scotland.
We came and lived
in Manhattan for a bit
but now, yeah.
F***ing crazy there, right?
I'm Dito.
I'm, uh, I'm Dito.
Mick.
Uhm, Mike.
Mick.
Uhm, Mike.
And then Giuseppe was the kid
climbing on the window.
The church, the roof.
My friend, he was running naked
on the-- you remember that?
On the roof?
He was funny.
Where you going?
Just got bored,
you know?
Kind of ride
the subway around.
Back and forth,
and back and forth.
And back and forth.
Back and forth.
Stupid thing.
Just back and forth?
Yeah.
I was gonna ride it
Go there
and I don't know,
ride back.
to Coney Island, you know.
Yeah, 'cause I've never been.
You've never been?
No. I went to the zoo once
but that was like
in the Bronx or something.
It's not really--
That's not traveling.
It sucks, too.
What are you looking at?
That dot.
Close one eye like this.
Fly right over it.
Oh, sh*t.
I got it.
You want China?
That's what they got
Chinatown for.
You want Italy?
You go to Georgie.
Where's the Italians they go?
Mulberry Street.
Little Italy.
Wanna go to Puerto Rico?
Go uptown. There's
Puerto Ricans everywhere.
You know what Antonio
just told me?
That there's wild dogs
in Italy, right?
Who needs that?
Not me.
I don't wanna be there.
How are you?
Nice seeing you.
Uncle George,
how you doing?
I'm just boiling.
It's summertime.
That's why you're boiling.
You want some juice?
Where you been?
I was in Coney Island.
What were you doing there?
I was on the train.
I meet up with this guy
from school.
This Mike kid.
He's from Ireland.
Like from the country Ireland.
He was telling me about
how he wants to do some music,
like a band or something.
You just went
to Coney Island.
Is it just me
or it's 100 degrees
in this house?
It's summer.
That's why it's hot.
Right, Antonio?
Yeah.
It's summer.
It's, summer, baby.
It's hot.
What can I tell you?
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