Lucky 7

TONY
“You know Brad at Brad’s restaurant just down here?  I asked him the other evening after he closed if he could spare a buck for dinner. Well he asked me how much I needed for dinner and he gave me the whole $7 that I needed.

“We should tell the people on our blog, you know what i mean.”

Tony salutes

TONY
“See Milton over there? Now there’s a guy who knows how to do a job. I’m always am telling him how he’s keeping Ronces cleaner than a whistle. If I knew his boss, I’d tell him the same.”

In the ribs

TONY
“You should have seen the dinner I had last night. You know the new restaurant, Eva’s just up here. Well the owner comes out, asks me if I like ribs. Beef ribs.

“Do I like ribs? Me? No kidding, do I like ribs? The guy tells me somebody ordered the ribs but then changed their mind. So I can see that the ribs were already paid for — were they ever delicious. Almost as thick as my wrist plus they were so tender that you could take ‘em apart with just tooth picks. I didn’t even get to the corner at Howard Park before I’d inhaled all of them.

“Man, I love ribs, especially beef ribs. You would have loved them, Phil.”

Looking out for Number 11

TONY
“Did I tell you about the cop who asked me if I needed her to find me a place to sleep other night? I was just up the road, actually near the place where I got that ticket a few weeks back. So this cruiser from 11 Division comes down Ronces, and it stops in front of me and the cop opens her window and asks if I need a bed. So I tell her thanks but it’s no problem, and I tell her I appreciate her asking me. And she tells me back something like: ‘Come on Tony, you’re the law’s eyes and ears when we’re not around … of course we’re gonna care about you.’

“Now that’s a decent cop for you.”

Off with his cap

TONY [As a funeral procession drives slowly south on Roncesvalles, Tony doffs his cap].
“I always take off my hat when a funeral comes by.”

PHILIP
“Why’s that?”

TONY
“Just showing respect for the dead.”