Mickey's Delayed Date

It's really coming down, isn't it?

The laundry is never going to dry...

Mr. Bruno.

Here.

It's to "Angelo Lagusa,"

but the address is your apartment...

It's yours, then?

He's so creepy.

I can hardly tell if he's alive or dead...

Vanetti...

Night of the Murder

It's really not hot?

Yeah.

It's not the wick that's burning.

It's the paraffin, the stuff the candle's made of.

If you touch the wick—

You do it, then!

Wow! It really wasn't hot?

Yeah, see?

But it really was hot, right?

Not at all.

I'd better get home.

Aww!

Let's have cake together first!

Maybe next time.

But cake is so good...

What can he do about it?

Hmph... Okay, fine!

Corteo. Share this with your mother, okay?

And here. I know it's not much...

Thanks... as always.

It's nothing.

Anyway, how is your mother doing?

She's been doing a lot better lately, I think.

I see. I'm glad to hear that.

See you later!

Goodnight, Luce.

Angelo.

Had you ever put out a candle with your fingers before?

Wow, and it's already April.

Yeah.

Goodnight.

Or, actually...

Happy birthday!

Don't make a sound, okay?

Right.

They're here!

Where are they?

Why not call them and see?

Angelo!

Luce!

Where are you?

Testa! Open up!

It's Vincente!

Vince?

Darn it...

He'll leave soon.

You don't come to my house often.

Want a drink?

No.

I want you to listen calmly.

The don's been taken out.

Orco's men?

No.

Me.

Hush! Keep quiet!

They'll leave soon.

It's to protect the family.

After all he's done for you...

You're wrong, Testa.

You don't understand anything.

If you investigated, you'd know how much got back to the Galassias.

Enough. Give me the ledger.

It's not here.

It's at the bank.

Give me the ledger! Now!

Please! Stop it!

Elena!

Are you okay?

Luce!

Mama!

Mama!

Don't look!

Vincente...

Spare my child!

He won't tell anyone, I swear!

So please...

Elena, listen to me.

That child will never forget about us,

for as long as he lives.

Mama!

Please!

Got anything to wipe up with?

We'll look upstairs.

Nero, you search down here.

I made cocoa.

Sorry.

I shouldn't have come here.

It's okay.

They wouldn't chase you this far.

Sleep a little while, okay?

Angelo.

Starting now, you and I are brothers.

And we always will be.

What a kick!

This booze is definitely the next big thing.

Right?

I keep telling you to sell this stuff to the Orco family.

You'd make three times what you're getting now.

I can't stand the mafia.

That's rich, coming from a bootlegger.

Listen, my brother's working with Fango now.

What do I care?

He's a guy who just joined the Orco family.

They say he's a real psycho.

Please leave, Cerotto.

Listen, Corteo...

How long are you going to stay in this dump?

Just go!

Don't blame me for whatever happens.

Did you get the sale?

B-Bro...

Actually, he said he hates the mafia—

Sell us the booze.

Gonna sell it to us?

N-No...

Stop it!

Gotta nip the competition in the bud!

Angelo...

I made it.

Try it.

I know it's good.

Making moonshine isn't actually something I want to do...

I just want to save up money to go to school.

Angelo...

Where were you for the past seven years?

Avilio Bruno. That's what I go by now.

Is it okay for you to be back in town?

You're tired, right?

You can use this room.

Where's your mother?

Last summer...

There's no one holding you down, then.

Want to make a little money with me?

I want to sell this to the family.

I don't want to get involved with the family.

Didn't you feel the same—

Please, Corteo.

A raison d'etre gives a person power.

Friendship is a more reliable tool than a knife.

We're brothers, right?