Daniel:
[throwing his bicycle into a dumpster after being beaten up]
This damn bike! I hate this bike. I hate this frickin' bike! Stupid bike.
Lucille Larusso:
Daniel! What's the matter? Why did you throw your bike away?
Daniel:
Because I felt like it.
Lucille Larusso:
Please look at me when I'm talking to you.
[sees Daniel's bruised face]
Lucille Larusso:
Oh my god!
Daniel:
Mom.
Lucille Larusso:
Can you tell me what's going on and don't tell me about another bike accident?
Daniel:
What do you want to hear mom?
Lucille Larusso:
I want to hear the truth!
Daniel:
No you don't want to hear the truth. All you want to hear about is how great it is. Well it may be great for you but it SUCKS for me! I hate this place! I HATE IT! I just want to go home. Why can't we just go home?
Lucille Larusso:
Listen to me. I cannot help you unless you talk to me
Daniel:
I gotta take karate. That's it.
Lucille Larusso:
You took karate!
Daniel:
No, not at the Y. At a good school.
Lucille Larusso:
But fighting doesn't solve anything Daniel.
Daniel:
Yeah well neither does palm trees mom.
Lucille Larusso:
That's not fair!
Daniel:
Like it was fair coming over here without asking me how I felt about it. Right, that was real fair.
Lucille Larusso:
You're right. I should've asked.
Daniel:
Well I just want to go home. That's it. I don't understand the rules here and I just want to go home.
Lucille Larusso:
Let's clean you up and maybe we can figure the rules out together. What about your bike?
Daniel:
It's safer taking a bus.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:05