11-24-2020, 11:17 PM
Rocco is assembling his mighty crew...
He goes to see Carlo at the news stand.
Rocco: "Aaay, how you doin' Carlo?"
Carlo: "Hey Rock, what's shakin?"
Rocco: "Eh, ya know, same old."
Carlo: "You want somethin?"
Rocco: "I got a proposition."
Carlo: "OK..."
Rocco: "Rememba dat lil' talk we had while back? Bout me doin' somethin' nice fuh you?"
Carlo: "Yeah, I rememba..."
Rocco: "Well, I've given it some thought and I want to hire you to be my numba two!"
Carlo: "I don't undastand..."
Rocco: "You know what happened with my cable access show, right?"
Carlo: "Oh yeah, I heard. Sorry."
Rocco: "Don't be. They were just holding me back."
Carlo: "Said you couldn't be within 100 yards or you'd be arr - "
Rocco: "Yeah yeah, no need to relive the past!"
Carlo: *shrugs*
Rocco: "I'm gonna be doin this new podcast thing and I need a permanent sit-in guest."
Carlo: "You mean a sidekick..."
Rocco: "Noooo, not like that! Somebody important, smart, knows a thing or tree.."
Carlo: "So I'd be your Artie?"
Rocco: "Be my what?"
Carlo: "Ya Artie. Artie Lange. From the Howard Stern Show."
Rocco: "Ooooh, come on now, we both know you're no Artie Lange!"
Carlo: "Den why ya askin me?"
Rocco: "I didn't mean it like dat!"
Carlo: "Well how'd ya mean it?"
Rocco: "Look, you're a smart guy. You're funny. I could use you to be a buffer between me and my nephew."
Carlo: "He's doin' it too?"
Rocco: "Yeah, he's my engineer."
Carlo: "You mean he's ya Jamie."
Rocco: "Where da FUCK do you get deez names?"
Carlo: "Jamie. Young Jamie from the Joe Rogan thing. He runs the computer an' shit."
Rocco: "Yeah, whatever. But it'll play a lot betta if it's more than just me and him."
Carlo: "How is Ant'ny?"
Rocco: "He's good, he'll be glad you asked. He always liked you Carlo."
Carlo: "So, what does this ting pay?"
Rocco: "Well, I was thinkin' 25% of what you pull down here?"
Carlo: "25%?? Dat's rape Rocco!!"
Rocco: "Da fuck it is! At'sa good, solid round numba!"
Carlo: "I dunno, I don't think I can do dat."
Rocco: "You still get ya pension right?"
Carlo: "Yeah, from the army."
Rocco: "Well, there ya go. Supplemental income."
Carlo: "But 25%?? Rocco, I ain't tryin' to soak you but Jeezus, that's a low-ball numba."
Rocco: *thinks* ... Alright! Maaaybe, I can jump it up to 30. MAYBE!?"
Carlo: "I was thinkin more like 50."
Rocco: "You normally dis drunk so early in the day?"
Carlo: "You know I don't drink anymore. The diabetes."
Rocco: *thinks of an angle* "How's ya leg?"
Carlo: "Why you hafta go there?"
Rocco: "Whaaat? I'm just askin'!"
Carlo: "Sounds like a threat to me. And I thought you changed?"
Rocco: "Nobody's makin' any threats! Sweet Mary on the roof. Come on Carlo, work wit me here!"
Carlo sits down and looks around his beloved news stand. Could he put this behind him?
He had a lotta good years there. Met a lotta nice people from the neighborhood. If this was
his way forward, it wouldn't be easy.
Carlo: *tears rolling down*
Rocco: "Aww, Jeezus Carlo, over a news stand??"
Carlo: "You don't know what it's like. You never had a straight job."
Rocco: "Fuck you talkin' about?? That summa we both worked at the waterslide park!"
Carlo: "We was seventeen. That wasn't a real job..."
Rocco: *looks at his friend* "Come on, wipe ya face."
Carlo: *blots the tears away*
Rocco: "Look, I dunno how this thing is gonna work. But I promise I'll take care of you, you got my word."
Carlo gets his composure and looks up at his friend with a tiny smile.
Carlo: "So, I'll be ya Artie?"
Rocco: *takes a moment* "Yeah Carlo, you'll be my Artie..."
Carlo stands up and reaches out to shake Rocco's hand. The team is coming together!
He goes to see Carlo at the news stand.
Rocco: "Aaay, how you doin' Carlo?"
Carlo: "Hey Rock, what's shakin?"
Rocco: "Eh, ya know, same old."
Carlo: "You want somethin?"
Rocco: "I got a proposition."
Carlo: "OK..."
Rocco: "Rememba dat lil' talk we had while back? Bout me doin' somethin' nice fuh you?"
Carlo: "Yeah, I rememba..."
Rocco: "Well, I've given it some thought and I want to hire you to be my numba two!"
Carlo: "I don't undastand..."
Rocco: "You know what happened with my cable access show, right?"
Carlo: "Oh yeah, I heard. Sorry."
Rocco: "Don't be. They were just holding me back."
Carlo: "Said you couldn't be within 100 yards or you'd be arr - "
Rocco: "Yeah yeah, no need to relive the past!"
Carlo: *shrugs*
Rocco: "I'm gonna be doin this new podcast thing and I need a permanent sit-in guest."
Carlo: "You mean a sidekick..."
Rocco: "Noooo, not like that! Somebody important, smart, knows a thing or tree.."
Carlo: "So I'd be your Artie?"
Rocco: "Be my what?"
Carlo: "Ya Artie. Artie Lange. From the Howard Stern Show."
Rocco: "Ooooh, come on now, we both know you're no Artie Lange!"
Carlo: "Den why ya askin me?"
Rocco: "I didn't mean it like dat!"
Carlo: "Well how'd ya mean it?"
Rocco: "Look, you're a smart guy. You're funny. I could use you to be a buffer between me and my nephew."
Carlo: "He's doin' it too?"
Rocco: "Yeah, he's my engineer."
Carlo: "You mean he's ya Jamie."
Rocco: "Where da FUCK do you get deez names?"
Carlo: "Jamie. Young Jamie from the Joe Rogan thing. He runs the computer an' shit."
Rocco: "Yeah, whatever. But it'll play a lot betta if it's more than just me and him."
Carlo: "How is Ant'ny?"
Rocco: "He's good, he'll be glad you asked. He always liked you Carlo."
Carlo: "So, what does this ting pay?"
Rocco: "Well, I was thinkin' 25% of what you pull down here?"
Carlo: "25%?? Dat's rape Rocco!!"
Rocco: "Da fuck it is! At'sa good, solid round numba!"
Carlo: "I dunno, I don't think I can do dat."
Rocco: "You still get ya pension right?"
Carlo: "Yeah, from the army."
Rocco: "Well, there ya go. Supplemental income."
Carlo: "But 25%?? Rocco, I ain't tryin' to soak you but Jeezus, that's a low-ball numba."
Rocco: *thinks* ... Alright! Maaaybe, I can jump it up to 30. MAYBE!?"
Carlo: "I was thinkin more like 50."
Rocco: "You normally dis drunk so early in the day?"
Carlo: "You know I don't drink anymore. The diabetes."
Rocco: *thinks of an angle* "How's ya leg?"
Carlo: "Why you hafta go there?"
Rocco: "Whaaat? I'm just askin'!"
Carlo: "Sounds like a threat to me. And I thought you changed?"
Rocco: "Nobody's makin' any threats! Sweet Mary on the roof. Come on Carlo, work wit me here!"
Carlo sits down and looks around his beloved news stand. Could he put this behind him?
He had a lotta good years there. Met a lotta nice people from the neighborhood. If this was
his way forward, it wouldn't be easy.
Carlo: *tears rolling down*
Rocco: "Aww, Jeezus Carlo, over a news stand??"
Carlo: "You don't know what it's like. You never had a straight job."
Rocco: "Fuck you talkin' about?? That summa we both worked at the waterslide park!"
Carlo: "We was seventeen. That wasn't a real job..."
Rocco: *looks at his friend* "Come on, wipe ya face."
Carlo: *blots the tears away*
Rocco: "Look, I dunno how this thing is gonna work. But I promise I'll take care of you, you got my word."
Carlo gets his composure and looks up at his friend with a tiny smile.
Carlo: "So, I'll be ya Artie?"
Rocco: *takes a moment* "Yeah Carlo, you'll be my Artie..."
Carlo stands up and reaches out to shake Rocco's hand. The team is coming together!
