Back in the Day Page #2

But it's almost like you've been

hiding something all these years.

I really wasn't ready to talk.

But now since it's over...

I'm ready to tell you

how it all began.

So...

So tell me what it feels

like to be back here.

Don't actually feel the same.

What do you mean?

Being here.

I haven't been back since.

Since what?

We'll get to that.

What was it like for you

growing up in this

neighborhood, Anthony?

Whoa, did you see that?

What else do we got?

The bandolier!

Matt, what are you doing?

Save some stuff for the fourth.

Ha! F*** it!

Come on, Anthony.

Come on.

Oh, wow, that was great!

Hey! Hey! Va Fangul!

All the f***in' day,

you light up-ah

these-ah fireworks

and put the fire on the street.

And shut the f***ing music off!

Why you don't go

to the park, huh?

Okay. Relax,

Mr. Volpe.

Don't you tell-ah me

to relax, Matthew.

Wait until I tell your papa.

I would tell yours too, Anthony,

but I don't talk-ah

to no spic.

Bastard.

I can't believe that old

geezer said that to you.

It's all right, Matt.

I'm used to it.

It's not okay.

Hey, I got an idea.

The noise bothers

that cranky ass?

Wait till he gets a blockbuster

through his living room window.

This is crazy, Matt.

It's not a big deal.

This will just scare

the sh*t out of him.

You really need

to toughen up, Anthony.

Come on, give me the lighter.

Light it up.

Oh, my god.

Come on, light it.

He deserves this

for what he said to you.

You son of a b*tch!

Damn, that was loud!

What's going on, Anthony?

Hi, dad.

Hi, Mr. Rodriguez.

What the hell are you kids

doing on the damn curb?

We... we... we're

looking for something.

Matty dropped some money.

Money?

I don't see anything.

What's going on, Anthony?

Nothing.

Get your ass back home.

See you later, Matt.

What?

What?

Little sh*t.

Why... why you always by the

window, waiting for your mother?

You're such a mamma's boy,

you know that?

You never waited for me

when I was working.

Look at me when I talk to you!

You're like a kid

looking for his mommy.

"Mommy, mommy."

I didn't even have a mother

at your age.

You need to grow up.

And where the hell is she?

She's always out!

Where do you think she is, dad?

She's working.

More than anyone

can say for you.

I was laid off, you little sh*t!

I'll beat the...

I'll beat your ass.

Oh, come on, dad.

Seriously?

I'll beat your ass

for talking back to me.

What's wrong with you?

This needs to stop, man.

You need to stop.

You... you stop.

Anthony.

Anthony!

What?

You threw firecrackers

into Mr. Volpe's living room?

I don't know

what you're talking about.

Did you throw firecrackers

into Mr. Volpe's living room?

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