Avenging Angelo

MY NAME’S FRANKIE, FRANKIE DELANO,

AND I’M A PROFESSIONAL WATCHER.

THAT’S WHAT I DO-- I TRY TO STAY IN THE SHADOWS AND WATCH.

THE MAN WHO EMPLOYS ME IS ANGELO, ANGELO ALLIEGHIERI,

WHO IS CONSIDERED A GENEROUS MAN BY SOME,

AND A VERY BAD MAN BY OTHERS.

BUT GOOD OR BAD, HE IS A FATHER FIRST AND FOREMOST,

AND HAS, FOR YEARS, HAD ME WATCH HIS DAUGHTER--

WHO, BY THE WAY, DOESN’T EVEN KNOW SHE’S HIS DAUGHTER--

WHICH REALLY COMPLICATES THINGS.

IN THE LAST FEW MONTHS, ANGELO HAS BEEN HAVING ME

FILM MESSAGES TO HIS DAUGHTER.

IT’S KIND OF LIKE HE’S GETTING HIS LIFE IN ORDER,

WHICH MAKES ME NERVOUS,

LIKE HE KNOWS SOMETHING I DON’T.

HEY, FRANKIE?

YOU WANT ME TO SAY... SOMETHING FOR YOU?

YOU KNOW, TO PUT IN A GOOD WORD OR SOMETHING?

ANGELO, IT’S GOING TO EMBARRASS ME, OKAY?

COME ON! YOU EMBARRASS TOO EASY.

FRANKIE, IF SHE EVER LEAVES

THAT SORRY EXCUSE OF A HUSBAND,

YOU GOT TO KEEP DOING

WHAT YOU’RE DOING FOR ME, UNDERSTAND?

AND, FRANKIE, WATCH OUT.

- FOR WHAT? - WATCH OUT FOR THE ONE

WHO FEELS PAIN...

AND WANTS YOU TO KNOW IT.

ALL RIGHT... TURN IT ON.

YOU KNOW, AFTER SO MANY YEARS,

IT’S BECOME LIKE A POOL OF MEMORIES TO ME,

NEVER KNOWING IF THOSE MEMORIES ARE REAL,

OR IF THEY’RE SIMPLY WHAT I WANT TO REMEMBER.

BECAUSE ALL I HAVE LEFT

TO JOIN ME TO THAT WORLD IS HER.

SEE, THAT’S WHAT ANGELO ALWAYS SAID--

THAT SHE WAS ALL HE HAD LEFT--

BUT THAT WASN’T EXACTLY TRUE, BECAUSE EVEN THOUGH

I NEVER MADE A BIG DEAL OUT OF IT, HE ALSO HAD ME.

I PRETTY MUCH LOVED ANGELO LIKE YOU WOULD YOUR OWN FATHER.

COME ON... BEFORE WE LOSE THEM.

SO IT WAS HARD FOR ME, TOO, HAVING TO STAY INVISIBLE

AS HER WORLD FELL APART-- AFTER SHE’D GIVEN IN TO THAT HUSBAND

AND SENT THEIR LITTLE SON OFF TO SOME DISTANT BOARDING SCHOOL.

I SEE HIM! IN THE PLANE!

RAWLEY, RAWLEY! IT WASN’T MY IDEA!

I DIDN’T MEAN TO SEND YOU AWAY. BABY, I LOVE YOU!

JENNIFER, JESUS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

GET-- GET BACK IN THE CAR!

LOOK AT HER. HE’S DRIVING HER CRAZY.

A WILLOW IN THE WIND.

- GET BACK IN THE CAR! - I JUST WANT TO SEE HIS FACE!

JENNIFER, FOR GOODNESS SAKE, I’M SHUTTING THE SUNROOF!

GET BACK-- JUST GET BACK IN!

BLOODY HELL!

I FEEL HER SADNESS.

I MEAN...

SENDING AWAY HER ONLY CHILD.

I-I-I DON’T UNDERSTAND THAT.

BUT THEN, I DO.

FOR GOD SAKES, WHAT EXACTLY IS THE TRAUMA HERE?

OUR LITTLE SOLDIER IS GOING OFF TO MILITARY SCHOOL.

IT’LL MAKE HIM A MAN.

- HE’S SEVEN. - AND YOU’RE ACTING ABOUT THE SAME AGE.

HAVE YOU EVER CONSIDERED... LIGHTENING YOUR HAIR?

- WHAT? - LIGHTENING YOUR HAIR.

I THOUGHT MAYBE IT’D BRIGHTEN YOUR MOOD.

THIS CAN BE CORRECTED, SERIOUSLY. IT’D BE MY PLEASURE.

- YOU CAN’T. YOU KNOW THAT. - I UNDERSTAND.

THAT’S RIGHT. KEEP THE DISTANCE.

THE DISTANCE.

THIS IS JUST PERFECT, WE SEND OUR SON OFF TO MILITARY SCHOOL

WHERE HE’LL BE SURROUNDED BY NOTHING BUT BOYS,

YOU FIRED THE GARDENER, THE PLACE IS A MESS,

THE FURNITURE’S IN STORAGE AND WE CAN’T GET IT OUT

BECAUSE YOU INVESTED IN SOME OTHER MINING STOCK OR SOMETHING OR OTHER!

WE DON’T EVEN HAVE A HOME-- BRILLIANT!

WHERE’S MY FED EX PACKAGE OR DID YOU MISPLACE IT?

IT’S THERE.

HOW CAN YOU BE SO BLASE?

DON’T YOU MISS RAWLEY?

YOU REALLY HAVE TO GET A GRIP ON THIS.

A GRIP ON WHAT?

SERIOUSLY, WHAT MORE COULD YOU WANT?

- YOU KEEP ASKING ME THAT. - FINE, SO GO OUT AND GET A JOB.

I HAD A JOB, REMEMBER?

BUT YOU SAID A MOTHER’S PLACE WAS IN THE HOME.

BESIDES, WHO WOULD HIRE ME NOW?

EVERYTHING WE FUNNEL

THROUGH TO THAT FAMILY OF THEIRS,

HE MANAGES TO LOSE--

OR SQUANDER.

LOOK AT HER NOW.

SHE’S SKINNY.

PROBABLY HER NERVES.

YOU KNOW, WHEN I’M GONE...

YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO TAKE OVER.

BE SURE AND... FATTEN HER UP.

LOOK--

I’M AFRAID YOU’RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE, OKAY?

EVERYBODY’S GOING...

SOMEWHERE.

THERE’S NO NEED FOR THE CANNON.

A .22 SHOULD BE ALL WE NEED.

LET THE OLD MAN FINISH HIS MEAL.

AN ILL WIND IS BLOWING THIS WAY, LADIES.

I AM SO MESSED UP.

I JUST SENT MY BABY BOY OFF TO MILITARY ACADEMY.

SWEETIE, COME HERE, COME HERE.

I AM SO WIRED. AM I HAVING A HEART ATTACK?

- IS THAT WHAT’S GOING ON? - NO, SWEETIE.

MEN GET HEART ATTACKS. WE DON’T.

- MEN DO, WE DON’T. - CAN YOU BREATHE?

OKAY, BLOW OUT. THAT’S IT.

GOD!

- YOU KNOW WHAT? - WHAT?

"MAMA’S LITTLE HELPER" TO THE RESCUE. I WANT YOU TO TAKE ONE--

NO, SWEETIE, TAKE TWO, AND LEAVE ALL YOUR TROUBLES BEHIND.

WHAT ARE THESE?

HER HUSBAND GIVES THEM TO HIS PATIENTS.

FOR ME, HE TRIPLES THE DOSAGE.

JENNIFER, I SAID TAKE TWO PILLS. HOW MANY DID YOU TAKE?

I DON’T KNOW! JUST WHAT YOU TOLD ME!

BON VOYAGE, DARLING.

THIS IS A NIGHTMARE.

SCUSI.

OFFICER! IS THERE A PROBLEM HERE?

- YOU’RE IN A "NO PARKING" ZONE. - WE’RE TALKING MINUTIAE HERE.

WHAT DOES ANGELO SEE IN A GUY LIKE THAT?

I COULD RUN CIRCLES AROUND THAT PAIN IN THE ASS.

DOES MALATESTA KNOW--

DOES MALATESTA WHAT? KNOW ABOUT THIS?

THERE’S A LOT THE OLD MAN DON’T KNOW.

AND AS FOR YOU, DON’T SWEAT THE SMALL SHIT.

DO YOU HEAR WHAT I’M SAYING?

- * I’LL NEVER LET YOU GO... * - THIS FRICKING SONG.

* WHY? BECAUSE I LOVE YOU... *

IT MAKES MY HEART WEEP EVERY TIME I HEAR IT.

YEAH, I GET A TWINGE, TOO.

A "TWINGE"?

WHAT KIND OF PERSON JUST GETS A FRIGGING "TWINGE"

WHEN YOU HEAR A SONG LIKE THIS?

SO, WHAT DO YOU GET?

* NO BROKEN HEARTS FOR US... *

ARE YOU SAYING THIS LITTLE DISTANCE HERE IS NOT NEGOTIABLE?

THE LAW IS THE LAW.

HOW ABOUT IF I JUST PULL IT FORWARD?

AND HOW ABOUT I JUST CALL FOR SOME BACKUP?

HOW ABOUT YOU NOT?

- IF YOU WEREN’T SO CUTE-- - YOU WATCH IT!

NICE SHINE...

CHEAP AFTERSHAVE...

MUST BE...

BRUNO.

ANY LAST WORDS?

YEAH, TRY THE CLAMS.

THEY’RE FABULOUS.

HEY! GOOD THING I DIDN’T SEE YOU EARLIER,

OTHERWISE, I WOULD HAVE HAD TO GIVE YOU A TICKET!

SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE.

HELLO? WHAT?

I’M ON MY WAY. I’LL BE RIGHT THERE.

MY SON HAS A TEMPERATURE OF 103.

HE’LL BE ALL RIGHT. WANT SOME COMPANY?

I GOT TO GO.

LATER, "LUCKY ONES."

GOOD AFTERNOON, LADIES, AND WELCOME.

WE HAVE A VERY SPECIAL TREAT FOR YOU THIS AFTERNOON,

ALL DUE TO THE VERY HARD WORK OF OUR OWN JENNIFER BARRETT!

PLEASE JOIN ME IN WELCOMING A CELEBRATED AUTHOR,

MARCELLO DELLA ROSA!

IT SEEMS THERE ARE NO MEN-- PITY.

IF YOU WILL INDULGE ME,

I WOULD PREFER TO LET MY WORK SPEAK FOR ITSELF.

I’VE TAKEN THE LIBERTY OF BRINGING "OUR WAY,"

THE BOOK I PUBLISHED LAST YEAR.

THEN, IF YOU MUST,

ASK YOUR QUESTIONS--

BUT PLEASE BE GENTLE.

"HE STOOD ON THE CLIFFS OF APOLLONIA DI MARE,

THE CLIFFS OF HIS SICILIA.

ALL ABOUT HIM SWIRLED SOUNDS

AS HOLY AS GOD’S SILENCE,

THE CRY OF THE SAILOR.

HE WAS HOME,

WITH GHOSTS OF SHIPS THAT CAME BEFORE.

COME, YOU ROMANS, AND YOU GREEKS,

YOU DARK-EYED SPANISH MOORS."

"’I’VE WAITED TOO LONG TO COME HOME,’ HE THOUGHT,

’FOR TIME IS A THIEF, AND HE NEVER GETS CAUGHT.’"

NEVER, JENNIFER.

YEAH, NO, I’M OKAY.

* THAT’S THE WAY, *

* I LIKE IT, *

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