tony? she looks at her mother confused. she's a naturally dark, curly-headed beauty with a slim, graceful figure and large-lidded eyes brimming with the same energy as tony's.
oh tony! gina suddenly. explodes across the room and rushes into his grasping him fiercely. arms,
it's you!
i never thought i'd see you again -- never!
it's beautiful tony, it's just beautiful.  the mother is amazed at the cost of the gift. tony pulls out another present, for her.
it's beautiful.  mama, mama doesn't. gina puts it away with her own.
 . .so mama's still at the factory and i'm working part-time at a beauty parlor. i'm doing hair. remember hiram gonzalez? his father had the babershop? tony nods.
it's his place. plus i'm going to junior college -- miami dade -- and in two more years i get my cosmetology license and then i'll be making enough.
mama!
what are you saying mama! he's your son!
oh mama.  .why do you got to spoil it for everybody. i'm sorry tony, i.
tony!
tony-.-mama -- since papa off.  took
 . . she's got a lot of hate in her tony, she's proud, you got to understand that?
i know you did some bad things tow, then. the army, i know you got back trouble. into some
mama, she doesn't understand-.-but i just want you to know, y'know, i don't care. five years, ten years,
you can come by the shop y'know, any afternoon, i'll be there okay? her eyes fall on manny at the wheel. he smiles back with charm.
tony!
restrain tony! what're you doing! you're crazy! he rips the coke out of her hands and scatters it across the tiles.
fernando!
what the hell is.
it's none of your business!
what are you -- a priest? a cop! look at your life. you can't tell me what to do!
oh yeah! go ahead!
don't fucking push me!
you got a nerve, tony, you got a nerve! you can't tell me what to do. i'll do what i want to do. x'll go out with who i want and if i want to fuck them then 1'11 fuck them!
he's got a nerve the way he acts! mama's right. she says he hurts every- thing he touches. well he's not gonna hurt me anymore. he`ll never see me again. never!
he still thinks i'm fifteen. he's been in jail five years and he still thinks i'm fifteen!
against what?
i like fernando, he's a nice guy, he knows how to treat a woman.
like who?
what about you? why don't you take me out?
yeah, you. i see the way you look at me -- manolo ribera.
so what?
you afraid of tony? you afraid of tony's kid sister?
you think about it, okay, you think about it real hard, manny. 'cause you don't know what you're missing.
tony! tony with his baretta pointed at max-my, his expression filled with loathing. manny smiles easily and shrugs, the gesture drawing tony over the edge.
tony! no! tony fires a second time. manny slowly slumps downward against the doorjamb, eyes on tow, terribly surprised. tony holds the gun, staring down, separated from himself. manny lies at his feet, dead.
manny!
manny!
you killed him? shaking her head at him incredulously.
we got married just yesterday. we were gonna surprise you.
manolo, oh manolo, what'd he do?.  what'd he do? she hugs his corpse tightly to her breast and makes horrible strangled sounds with her throat.
noooooooooooo! and shoving chi-chi aside, launches herself on tony, screaming incoherently like a madwoman, trying to kill him. she beats him around the head, the chest, scratches furrows of flesh from his face. he stands there, oblivious, numbed.
is this what you want tony?.  tony shocked.
you can't stand another man touching me. so you want me tony, is that it? well here i am 0-t she fires the baretta we now see in her hand.
i'm all yours tony, i'm all yours now. bullets ripping into the desk. she advances, offering her sex, methodically shooting out the clip at rhythmic intervals.
come and get me tony. before it's too late.
come on tony, fuck me! fuck me! fuck me!