The scene fades in to Nicky's house. It is daytime now, about twelve o' clock noon. Annie Santoro is in the kitchen cooking some zitis for lunch. Nicky can be seen through a window. He is outside wearing a gray jogging suit. He is in the front yard, in the driveway, and just got home from a ten mile run. He walks over to the garage, and punches in the five number code on the number pad to open the garage door. After the door opens Nicky walks inside, still catching his breath. He walks past his brand new 2000 Cadillac Eldorado, running his hand along the smooth black paint, and finally reaches the other end of the garage. There is a small refrigerator there, and Nicky opens the door.
Nicky: Damn I'm thursty. ( He says to himself. )
After opening the refrigerator door, he pulls out a gallon of water. He takes the top off the plastic water container, and without even finding a cup, drinks about a half gallon of the water. After refreshing his thurst, he puts the water back in the refrigerator and closed the door.
Nicky: Oh, that was very refreshing.
Nicky wipes sweat from his forehead, and walks over to the other side of the garage. There is a door that leads into the house, and Nicky opens it and enters his home. He enters the living room. There is a large flatscreen television in the corner, mounted on the wall, mutch like the one in his bedroom. Across from the tv is a large Italian leather sofa. Nicky walks over to the sofa and sits down.
Nicky: Oh yea.
He reaches for the remote on the coffee table, and turns on the tv. He goes through just about every channel, then shuts off the tv.
Nicky: Man, I pay alot of fuckin' money for that dish and there's nothin on tv. What is this world commin to?
Nicky gets up off the black leather sofa and walks into the kitchen. Annie is still bustling in the kitchen, boiling the pasta and stirring the sauce.
Annie: Hi baby.
Nicky: Hey how are you Sugar...
Annie: What?
Nicky: I said how are you?
Annie: No you called me Sugar.
Nicky: Wha what's wrong with that?
Annie: You never call me sugar.
Nicky pauses.
Annie: Oh I'm sorry, I don;t know what I was thinking. I sit around this house all day, and my mind wanders. Sometimes I think you might be cheating on me, but I guess I'm crazy, that's all.
Nicky: Yea, you sure got some imagination. So hows the sauce coming?
Annie: Good, try some.
Annie picks up a large wooden spoon and dips it in the tomato sauce. She spoons out a fair ammount, and puts the spoon to Nicky's mouth for his aproval. He takes some of the sauce, and then cringes.
Nicky: Annie, you put in too much onions!
Annie: No I didn't! What? Why don't you cook the sauce. Like you always say, the best Italian cooking comes from a man, but the Italian lovin'.. that's the woman's job.
Nicky: And you know that's right baby. Ok just finish up.
Annie: So how was your run?
Nicky: It was good, very refreshing. You know I gotta train up for wrestling.
Annie: Yea yea. Do you want me to come this Saturday?
Nicky: No I think it's a little too violent for you.
Annie: Ok, like usual make me stay home. What am I gonna do? Clean the house again? Huh? Minga!
Nicky: Wha? You really wanna come?
Annie: I think it would be great for me to come support my loving husband do the thing that he does best.
Nicky: Alright fine, you can come. But right now, I'm gonna go get in the hot tub.
Annie: Ok, but the food is gonna be ready in a few minutes.
Nicky kisses his wife and walks out of the kitchen. He walks down a hallway filled with pictures of his family. His father, Michael Santoro, his grandfather, Joseph Santoro, his great grandfather, Alphonso Santoro and so on. All great men, most were part of the Mafioso at some point. Some of the pictures even date back to the turn of the century, taken in Sicilly Italy. Nicky walks through the hallway and comes to a big open room. It has very high ceilings, with skylights aat the top. In the middle, there is a large hottub. Nicky turns on the water jets, and walks into a small room where he changes into his bathing suit. Afte changing, Nicky walks out and gets in the hottub. He sinks down, and the soaks in the warm water, letting the suds rise up to his face.
Nicky: Oh this is great. So relaxing. I'm never going to leave this spot. I feel so good right now.
He reaches for a facecloth at the side of the tub. He retrives it and soaks it in the steaming water, then puts it on his face. Annie walks in, with a place of pasta and sauce. SHe puts down the plate on an endtable.
Annie: Dinner's ready.
Nicky: Oh great.
Annie: I was calling for you, but I guess you didn't hear me.
Nicky: Well I'm relaxing.
Annie: Eat some pasta, you can use the carbos.
Nicky: I'll eat when I am done relaxing. Why don't you go get changed and join me in here, I could use the company.
Annie: Ok that sounds good.
She walks over to the same room where Nicky changed, and also changes, coming out wearing a small two piece bathing suit. She walks over the the hottub and dips her foor in.
Annie: It's hot.
Nicky: Come on, get it.
Annie slowly gets in the steaming, bubbling water and sinks down.
Nicky: Feels good doesn't it?
Annie: Yes it does. So what do you think of that guy insulting your childhood, and your family?
Nicky: What? What guy?
Annie: Oh you didn't see it? One of the guys that you will be wrestling Saturday was saying what he thought about you and his thoughts on what your family was like, and your past. You know he really insulted you. He was going on and on saying all kinds of stuff. From things about your father leaving your mother and stuff like that. Also, he mentioned a few of your friend's names, like Johnny and I think someone else maybe.
Nicky: Oh, if he's gonna start talkin' shit about the guys I work for, then he's gonna end up getting fuckin' whacked, and there ain't nothing I can do about that. I just want to wrestle the guy, I don't wanna kill him, unless he owes me some money ( Grins ). But let me tell you, when he starts saying names, he might wind up at the bottom of the Hudson river, you know what I'm sayin? And I'm not kidding. That't the way things work. So what did this half-fag say anyway?
Annie: Well I first saw the interview on the World Wide Wrestlign re-cap show, and it just blew me away. This guy yells the whole time for some god forsaken reason, and then he starts yelling about you. Saying all this stuff that ain't true.
Nicky: Yea you already told me all that.
Annie: So I saw all this happening, and decided that I was going to tape it when they showed it again. Fortunatly they did, and I got it all on video. Lets go watch it.
Nicky: Ok. I'm gonna go see this for myself. You can stay here, I'll be back.
Annie: Ok. I left it on top of the vcr in the living room.
Nicky gets up from the steaming hottub, gets a towel and dries himself off.
Nicky: I'll be back.
He walks out of the large room and down the same hallway with all the pictures, through the kitchen, and back into the living room. He finds the video tape marked "Cashnmoney's Mistake" and laughs for a second at the title. He hastly puts the video tape in the vcr and presses play.
Nicky waits in anticipation, but all he sees is white fuzz on the screen.
Nicky: Motherfuck! Why don't people rewind things after they watch them.
He presses the rewind button and patiently awaits for the click to signal that it is done. As he is waiting he remembers something.
Nicky: ( Thinking ) Oh I should've called those guys for that interview. I really don't want to blow them off, I don't want them to think I am some kinda asshole. Like what I did last time they tried to interview me. Oh well I'll just call later.
CLICK
The video tape is done rewinding, and Nicky presses play. The show fades in and it is at the part where they showed highlights from Cashnmoney's interview.
( On tv )
"Well, he was born in New York. He was born poor. His dad left him for another women! Then his mom left him for another man! So Nicky was adobted to a foster family! The mob got payed to kill the foster family! So Nicky thought that was cool, so Nicky joined up with the mob to make money! But everytime they gave him a job, he's mess up! So the other mobsters tried to kill Nicky, but they were from New York! They don't know how to use a gun. So two guys missed him and one guy shot him on his toe! Nicky ran away. Now Nicky tries to make his own mob! He tries and tries but no one likes Nicky so, He doens't have any mobsters working for him. Wait, he does, his pal, hmm. What's his name? O yeah, Johnny. Well Johnny hates Nicky, he's just in it for the money!!"
Nicky watches and shakes his head. He presses the stop button, becaue he can't watch anymore. He can't believe what he just heard. In the Italian culture, it is in very bad taste to disrespect one's family, and in more bad taste to disrespect the mob. Being 100% Sicilian, Nicky Santoro has strong Italian values, like most wiseguys, and Italians alike, they revolve around family.
Nicky: Why does this guy yell so much?
Annie Santoro walks into the room and sees that Nicky has just watched the interview.
Annie: So I assume that you watched it?
Nicky: Yea I watched it. It made me sick. None of that is true. Where the fuck does this guy get his information? For one thing, I was never poor, and never in a foster family. And the 'mafia' never killed any fuckin' foster family for me. And let's get another thing straight tough guy, I didn't join up to make money, I joined for the life. It's the life that keeps me going. The jewlery, giving a hundred dollar bill to the doorman, the Cadillacs, the Armini suits, I could go on for hours. I don't do anything 'for the money'
Nicky: Let's get another thing straight. I don't mess up. Ok? I don't mess up. When I do things, I do them right. Oh, and that bullshit about the mob trying to kill me. When you get an ok to whack someone, you don't mess up. Trust me, people know how to use a fuckin' gun too. I don't know where the hell you came from, but here we know what we are doing. Then you say I make my own mob. What is that? You fuckin' bullshiter you. And no I don't have people working for me. Not yet anyway. When Johnny opens the books, they're gonna make me. I'm gonna be a true member of 'La Cosa Nostra' LCN. I'm gonna get straightened out. But you don't need to know that. THat's none of your fuckin' business. And as for Johnny.He doesn't work for anybody. In fact, he doesn't move for anybody. Most people have respect, and if you had respect you would know that. But I guess you don't. I don't know if you're just kidding around, but I take this kinda stuff seriously. You should think before you talk.
Nicky pushes play on the vcr and the video continues to play. Next, it shows Alkatrazz's interview.
( On tv )
"Nicky Santoro on the other hand like to beat up on young kids. He enjoys beating on others that can’t even defend them selves. He likes to beat on those that he knows can not put up a fight, and then he feels good about himself. He has shown that to all of wWw. Hoping to strike fear in the federation, but I see nothing to fear. What I do see is someone who knows he can’t handle someone like me. You see Nicky you can go on parading about that belt you have placed in a special ordered glass case; you can also go on hurting those who are weaker than you just to build your confidence.
Go ahead do what you do best, bully on little kids and weaker men people that you know can’t help them selves."
Again Nicky shakes his head, and presses the stop button.
Annie: I told you...
Nicky: Beating on others that can't deffend themselves? How can you say that. It's not like I go around to homeless shelters and nursing homes and start fights, people get beat up when they deserve it. You're just saying all that stuff to make yourself look big. You fuckin' reject, sitting around all day tied up in jail? What does that prove? The only reason that you are 'under solitary confinement' is because you got caught at one time or another. You screwed up. Messed up the job eh? You couldn't handle it.
RING RING, the phone rings and Annie picks it up.
Annie: Hello... Yes hold on.
She hands thep hone to Nicky.
Annie: It's Johnny.
Nicky: Ah christ.
He takes the phone and brings it up to his ear.
Nicky: Hey.
Johnny: Hi ya doin Nicky?
Nicky: Good, good. So what can I do for ya?
Johnny: Well I got a little problem here.
Nicky: What's that?
Johnny: Well actually a couple problems, concerning you. Nicky you're getting a little sloppy. Well not really sloppy, you are doing great work, just some of your side jobs. Like that wrestling thing. Sure it's great for you, but why do I gotta be involved?
Nicky: Whatta ya mean?
Johnny: I turned on the tv the other day and what did I see? This guy talking about you, and he mentions my name. What is that? You I don't like people talkin about me. If this guy keeps this up..
Nicky: Ok, ok, I got that taken care of. Everything is ok. He won't do it again.
Johnny: I hope not. I got another problem.
Nicky: Yea?
Johnny: Yea, what happened at the movie theatre the other night? I saw something on the news. I know you were there before you came to Little Italy, what the hell happened? That kid is gonna talk, Nicky you gotta look before you leap. Think about your actions. So tell me what happened.
Nicky: Oh I don't know.
Johnny: Nicky, don't fuck around. Don't make a fuck outta me! I know that you did that. You beat up that kid.
Nicky: Listen Johnny, don't make me think about this! Don't make me think what I did here! Alright?
Johnny: Well this kid better not talk. Take care of him. He must remember you. The coppers have been dying to get you in on something. They're lookin' for away to bust you. You gotta stay clean for a while, but take care of this kid. Capiche?
Nicky: Yea ok Johnny. Bye.
Johnny: Salut.
Nicky hangs up the phone and pauses for a minute.
Annie: What was that all about? What happened?
Nicky: Nothing. Everything is ok. I just gotta take care of some business later. That's all.
Annie: Ok.
Nicky: Sugar, go in the kitchen and make me some pie or something.
Annie: There you go again, calling me sugar.
Nicky: Oh, I'm sorry, Honey, go make me some apple pie.
Annie: Ok baby.
She leaves the living room and goes into the kitchen.
Annie: Anything for you!
Nicky smiles and thinks about what he should do. He picks up the phone and dials his friend Jimmy's number.
Jimmy: Hello?
Nicky: It's Nicky.
Jimmy: Hey Nicky what's up. I saw the news, that kid is making a big deal outta what you did.
Nicky: Yea no shit. That's what I'm calling about. You gotta take care of this kid. I'd do it myself, you know I would, but I gotta stay clean. Well that's what Johnny said.
Jimmy: Yea I can take care of him. Don't worry about it.
Nicky: Great. So are you exited about being my tag team partner?
Jimmy: Yea! I've started to train already, I can't wait.
Nicky: Great, well make sure you do this thing right, I'll see you later.
Jimmy: Ok, bye Nicky.
Nicky: Bye.
He hangs up the phone, leaves the living room, and walks into the kitchen.
Nicky: How's my pie coming?
Scene fades out.
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