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hwp - You got the note?
- Yeah, right.
Nice and tight.
Two, three, four.
This is the Fordham section
of The Bronx: my home.
A world unto itself.
Any borough
is only 15 minutes away...
but they seem 3,000 miles away.
Thats Mount Carmel Church.
The sound of the bells
filled the neighborhood.
It was 1960 and doo-wop
was the sound on the streets.
I felt like there was a doo-wop
group on every corner back then.
What a time it was.
The Yankees were playing the
Pirates in the World Series...
and Mickey Mantle
was like a god to me.
My dad and I would go to Yankee
Stadium and see the Yankees win.
Thats the Chez Bippy,
where all the guys hung out.
Ill tell you about them later.
Thats my building.
I live on the third floor.
East th Street.
Theres my stoop.
On warm summer nights
all through the neighborhood...
you would hear young Italian men
romancing their women.
Hey, Marie!
- Get in the fucking car!
- No!
- Get in the car!
- Leave me alone.
- You know I love you.
- Yeah, bullshit.
Get in the fucking car!
And right there,
under that lamppost there...
stood the number-one man
in the neighborhood, Sonny.
Everybody loved Sonny
and treated him like a god.
And in my neighborhood,
he was a god.
I would sit on my stoop and
watch him, all day and night.
But he would never even
look at me.
Never, until one day.
- What do you want?
- You got room there for us?
You wish.
- Oh, shit!
- Lets go!
Thats my dad, Lorenzo Anello.
His bus route was th Street.
I used to love riding with him.
Thats me, Calogero,
at nine years old.
See you later, Pop.
Go right upstairs, son.
Thats my mom, Rosina.
She met my dad at a dance.
They fell in love
and been together since.
Youre always listening.
Take care of this fucking...
Come on. Knock him out!
The Chez Bippy.
This is where all the guys hung out.
Get the fuck out of here!
Take a walk!
Tony Toupee was owner of the bar
in name only.
It was really Sonnys place.
Tony was a frustrated singer.
Everybody hated his voice.
So just for spite, he would
never utter a spoken word.
He would only sing it.
He was Tony Toupee
because of his lousy hairpiece.
Eddie Mush
was a degenerate gambler.
He was the worlds
biggest loser.
He was "Mush" because everything
he touched turned to mush.
Never mind.
I need a winner.
At the track, the teller would
give him his tickets ripped up.
I had the Yankees. They lost.
If it wasnt for bad luck,
I wouldnt have no luck at all.
JoJo the Whale.
You didnt walk with JoJo,
you walked among him.
If you stared long enough,
youd see him get fatter by the hour.
Legend has it his shadow
once killed a dog.
They called him
Frankie Coffeecake...
because his face looked like
a Drakes Coffeecake.
He was tough to look at.
Hey, kid, how you doing?
His name was Jimmy Whispers.
He was Sonnys main man.
He was "Whispers" because
everything was a secret to him.
Danny K.O. knocked guys out...
and Bobby Bars spent
half his life behind them.
This was Sonnys crew, and
nobody fucked with these guys.
What are you doing here
Didnt we tell you not to come here?
I told you to come upstairs!
Wait till I tell your father!
- What were you doing here?
- I was looking for Daddy.
Thats very nice!
I have to get something in the store.
Dont move!
You wait right here! You hear me?
I always tried to imitate Sonny.
He still wouldnt look at me.
Sonny had five fingers...
but he only used three.
Come on. Lets go.
Move. Upstairs.
Im not in the mood for steak.
Youre not?
You know how often I have to drive
that bus back and forth...
so we can eat steak once a week?
- Seven.
- Who told you that?
Nobody. I counted.
Your father
wants to talk to you.
- About what?
- You were by the bar today.
- I wasnt.
- Tell your father the truth!
- I was by the bar.
- Whyd you lie?
- I took a shot.
- Wanna do something here?
What am I gonna say?
Nice try, son.
- Thanks, Dad.
- Lorenzo, come on, please!
How can I keep him away?
Its two doors away.
Daddys right.
Listen to him.
Shut up.
Nobodys talking to you.
Give me your plate.
I want you to listen to me.
Do not go near the bar.
Stay on the stoop.
- When youre older, youll understand.
- Yes.
- You dont see me going there.
- Mommy wont let you go either?
- What am I going to do?
- I got him all day.
Im just kidding.
Ill wont go near the bar.
Look what I got. Two tickets,
Yankee Stadium, center field.
- Behind the Mick?
- Right behind number seven.
- Now eat your steak.
- Yeah!
Lets go, Alfie.
Thats Phil the Peddler.
He would call everybody "Mary."
Me and my friends would
love to break his balls.
Slick and Crazy Mario
were my best friends.
Slick got his name
because of his hair.
Mario got his
because he was just crazy.
Ill kick your fucking asses
for you, you bunch of Marys.
Stay away from the fruit!
Keep your hands off the fruit!
You fucking Marys!
Ill kick you loose, you Marys!
The three of you!
Ill kick your fucking asses,
you fucking ball breakers!
Stay away from the vegetables!
What do you think this is?
Wait! Go make your mother
and father feed you!
Ill give you the heave-h
