A Bronx Tale
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:02:05
'That's my building.
I live on the third floor.'

:02:08
'667 East 187th Street.'
:02:14
'There's my stoop.'
:02:18
'And on summer nights,
in the neighbourhood,

:02:21
you'd hear the young Italian
men romancing their women.'

:02:24
Hey, Marie!
:02:27
-Get in the fucking car!
-No!

:02:30
Get in the car!
:02:31
Leave me alone.
:02:32
-Come on, you know I love you.
-Bullshit!

:02:35
Will you get in the fucking car!
:02:47
'And right there -
right under that lamppost,

:02:50
stood the number one man
in the neighbourhood.'

:02:53
' Sonny.'
:02:55
'Everyone loved Sonny,
and they treated him like a god.'

:02:59
'And in my neighbourhood
he was a god.'

:03:03
'I would sit on my stoop
and watch him all day and all night.'

:03:08
'But he would never look at me.'
:03:10
'Never.'
:03:11
'Until one day.'
:03:13
DION AND THE BELMONTS:
I Wonder Why

:03:21
-Hey.
-What do want?

:03:23
You got room for us?
:03:25
You wish.
:03:27
# Don't know why I love you
:03:29
# Don't know why I care
:03:31
# I just want your love to share
:03:36
# I wonder why I love you like I do
:03:41
# Is it because
I think you love me too?

:03:45
# I wonder why I love you like I do
:03:49
# Like I do

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