A Bronx Tale

Sonny had five fingers, but he only used three. Is it better to loved or feared? It’s a good question. It’s nice to be both, but it’s very difficult. But if I had my choice, I would rather be feared. Fear last longer than love. You like this girl? I do! But I don’t wanna hear all the guys… Fuck those kids, they gonna end up dead or in jail anyway, nobody cares. Here’s what you do. Tomorrow you borrow my car. You don’t lend anybody your car! It’s alright. I’m gonna lend you my car. I want you to make a good impression. You borrow my car… And then you give her the test. What, the “Mario test”? Mario? Mario’s a * psycho. What do you listen to this kid for? You give her my test, you give her the door test. What’s the door test? (The best test) I swear to God! Why would i wanna hurt you? You’ve been like a father to me! All of sudden out of all these smiling faces, there was this one face. I couldn’t understand why i kept looking at this one face, and then i realized why… He wasn’t smiling. All I could see was this guy, and nobody could see him but me. NOOOOOOOOO It was just like Sonny said it would be. Nobody cares. Nobody cares. Sonny and my father always said that when I get older I would understand. Well, I finally did. I learned something from these two men. I learned to give love and get love unconditionally. You just have to accept people for what they are. And I learned the greatest gift off all. The saddest thing in life is wasted talent. And the choices that you make will shape your life forever. But you can ask anybody from my neighborhood, and they’re just tell you, this is just another Bronx Tale. * *