Back in the Day Page #4

start marching.

He's right.

Whether he's right or wrong,

it doesn't matter, Tommy.

This is crazy.

Look at what's happening here.

I know, Maria.

And the black kid

didn't deserve to die.

The poor kid came around

here to look at a car

and he ended up dead.

Of course, you, of all

people, would say that.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, this is an Italian

neighborhood, Anthony,

and you're not fully Italian.

I mean, everyone knows

you have a drunken,

greasy spic for a father.

Don't use that word, Dominick.

I don't like that.

Leave him alone, Dominick.

Yeah, come on, Dominick.

We're all friends here.

Yeah, you're right, Maria.

Let's shake, Anthony.

Forget about it.

F***in' spic!

What's wrong with you, Dominick?

What are you gonna do,

Rodriguez, huh?

Sh*t, that's some last name.

F***in' p*ssy.

You can be a real jerk

sometimes.

Come on, guys,

let's get out of here.

Yeah, let's go.

Matty, come on!

Anthony!

Anthony, stop!

I wanna talk to you.

Talk to me about what?

About how I let that piece of

garbage get away with hitting me?

He gets out of hand sometimes.

He feels like he can do

whatever he wants.

You know why, right?

I know what I've heard.

My dad said

his father is in the mafia.

Well, it's true, and that's

why he acts that way.

He thinks he's untouchable

because of his dad.

I'm so mad at myself for

letting him get the best of me

and not hitting him back.

It's okay.

You're better than that.

And it doesn't matter to me at all

that your dad is Puerto Rican.

You're a good friend

and I like you.

Well,

I think you know how much

I really like you, Maria.

I wish we could be together.

Oh, Anthony.

Right now, we're so young.

But who knows

what the future brings?

Come on, let's go get a soda.

Okay.

What the f*** are you doing?

You're always down here.

I didn't even give you

permission to use this thing!

You don't even know how to

hit the damn bag right.

That's how you f***in' do it.

Maybe you'll learn one day

when you become a real man,

when you get out from under

your mother's skirt!

I'm really not in the mood

for this right now, dad.

And I really don't understand what

you're so angry about all the time.

You don't know sh*t, kid.

You got it all.

A nice roof over your head

and nothing to worry about.

A roof over our heads

and it's because of mom.

Hey!

You show some respect,

or I'll beat your ass

right here!

I don't care if your mother

protects you or not.

Where is that b*tch?

She should be home, anyway.

You wanna know something, dad?

I hate when people act racial

and use words like spic.

But you...

You're a no-good spic

piece of sh*t.

Why, you...

mi hijo

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