Marty Page #6

ANGIE:

My old lady, every word outta her

mouth, when you gonna get married?

MARTY:

My mother, boy, she drives me crazy.

Angie leans back in his seat, scowls at the paper napkin

container on the booth table. Marty returns to the sports

page. For a moment, a silence hangs between them.

ANGIE:

So what do you feel like doing

tonight?

MARTY:

(without looking up)

I don't know. What do you feel like

doing?

BARTENDER:

(from phone booth in

background)

Marty, your mother wants you onna

phone.

MARTY:

(rising in response;

to Angie)

Come on over about half past seven,

we'll think of something.

(settles into the

phone booth, picks

up the receiver)

Hello, Ma, what's the matter?

PILLETTI HOME, LIVING ROOM.

It's a typical lower-middle-class Italian home, and MRS.

PILLETTI is on the phone, a round, dark woman. Beyond her,

in the dining room, we can see a young couple -- THOMAS,

Marty's cousin, and his wife VIRGINIA, seated at the dining

room table.

MRS. PILLETTI

(voice lowered)

Hello, Marty, when you coming home?

Where you now? Because your cousin

Thomas and his wife Virginia, they're

here. They had another fight with

your Aunt Catherine... I don't know...

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