#bulletsoverbensonhurst

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@bulletsoverbensonhurst cont. from here.

          “No.” Harvey doesn’t even bother trying not to smile. It’s probably not the most wise move to be moments away from laughing at a man with strong mob ties, especially when Harvey has been seeing the woman Sal wants, but none of that stops him.

          “I don’t think a college education is indicative of superior intelligence. You’re just plain old stupid. I dunno why. Some guys are just lucky like that, I guess.”

[dxsole]

@bulletsoverbensonhurst​ | Wanted to meet Cam Easton!

His movies had been (or so it had been explained to him by the producers) aimed at a more female market. Sure, he had plenty of male fans but not as many as ladies— and that was fine with Cam. Acting is acting, no matter who you do it for. As long as there were some people who were...moved in some way by his performance, Cam was happy.

Of course, he has slight hesitation when the man before asked if he’s seen him in anything? Cam swallows, he would have hoped that he would be a bit more recognizable but alas, the years do take their toll. “Um, I did a lot of movies when I was younger...I’m mostly on TV now.” Not by choice. “I was in Dagger In The Heart...Marked For Failure, uh, Concave— that one’s a thriller. I was nominated for that—” He still couldn’t tell you what all that psycho-babble the writer put into was about but he still managed, in his opinion, an Oscar-worthy performance. “Amber Mask...Made in Texas— I was,” He suddenly titters. “I’m from...I’m from Nebraska so I had to, um, spend ages with the...the voice coach. I think I still...still butchered the accent.” Texan was harder than people thought.

“I dunno if you saw any of that but, uh, they were pretty big at the time...did pretty well— I...I mean I’m still...doin’ okay but,” He shrugs. “Thaaat’s showbiz.” 

[psykicks]

😂 pls artie @ sal for "Just the vibe"

Just The Vibe // Artie

“You look like one of those New York goys who speaks Yiddish like you invented it. I bet your father worked his tuchus off to get here from Italy, and your mother did your laundry every day of the week. What do you give them for it? You don’t learn your language, you can’t speak to your grandmother, and you think a mitzvah is something you wear in the winter.”

“...Nice shoes.”

[sleazygoing]

@bulletsoverbensonhurst continued from HERE.

In the beginning, when Sal first saw the little chimp in Vernon's care, he found the exotic animal's presence both comical and endearing. New York may have been called a concrete jungle, but there weren't any animals around unless you went to the zoo. ( A place Sal seldom got to visit in his boyhood... ) But now, Sal's tune has switched up on Vernon and his primate friend.

"Stuff happens?" Sal repeats, more than offended. "Stuff fuckin' happens? That damn ape took fifty bucks outta my pocket! He's a damn crook and ya better keep him away from me! Or teach him some goddamn manners!"

This was the first, and the last time, Salvatore Scozzari would ever tenderly hug a monkey.

           Fitz the monkey is smaller than the average cat and has a face that is somehow akin to both a toddler's and that of a pensive old man who plays chess or mahjong at a mall food court all day. Sal may be offended, but Fitz is too. Right now, making like a toddler, he makes a soft 'ah' noise and clings against VFK's chest. His fingers are small, delicate and fuzzy like the legs on a tarantula, and Vernon has to gently pry them, and then a set of long teeth, from a gold medallion on his sternum. Kennedy's used to sticky little fingers. He has kids, somewhere.

          "Hey, hey, it's okay," he says, both to Sal and the small ape around his neck. Instinctively, Vernon finds himself rocking the animal like a baby.

          "His name is Fitz and he ain't a crook because he doesn't know any better. He's okay. It's just that, you know, in the wild, pretty much everything's fair game. Aw man. C'mere boy. It's okay. Gimme the loot."

           Eventually, the $50 is returned. It's crumpled tightly and is slightly damp.

          "See? He's cool. He's only banned from like two bars, which is a lot less than ol’ Uncle V., huh? And apparently he sheds less than me too. You and Eve should get one. It could ride uh, poochie."

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📋 + Donny! Harrison too!

📋 FACT CHECK 📋

Still Accepting!

Donny's dad is an Orthodontist and is the prime reason Donny has such a killer smile. What I'm saying here is that Donny had braces growing up. He absolutely hated every second of it.

Donny argues a lot but only about the absolute dumbest shit. He's not fighting with you for ghosting him, he's having a heated debate with the guy next door on whether or not frogs have asses. Like, literally, you ever picked up a frog? Nothing's THERE. Sure, they gotta shit, right? But there's NOTHING THERE. IT'S ALL HOLE MAN, NO ASS IN SIGHT! I DON'T KNOW FUCK ABOUT SCIENCE OR BIOLOGY OR FROGOLOGY BUT I SURE AS SHIT KNOW THEY AIN'T GOT NO ASS, BRUH—

THIS and also THIS, and I cannot stress this enough, is 100% how Donny talks.

Donny has been charged with a few misdemeanors for...fighting of course. He's not exactly proud of it nor does he aim to cause trouble but, uh, when you're as loud and big as him, people tend to want to test you out (which they shouldn't because Donny will straight up rearrange your face). That being said, Donny tries not to go out for a night alone very often— he'll try and bring a few friends or other, more level-headed boxer buddies with him because they can help calm him down a bit if things get tense.

Donny will eat anything he's given. Literally. He's not above taking a bet to suck down an entire ranch bottle in one sitting. You don't wanna know what Donny has done for a minimum of, like, five bucks.

Harrison knows how to play the piano! He actually taught himself later in life, feeling that it was always such a beautiful talent to have. He likes to practice still, very early in the morning right after breakfast. A little music helps with the digestion, he swears by it.

If he had to say what his cooking specialty is, he'd say ravioli. He once made them for a teacher's meeting when he first started at the high school he's currently with, hoping to impress his new colleagues...they loved it. It's sort of a delicacy at the school now. Like perhaps, if you visit at the right time, Mr. Coen will share his homemade ravioli with you...

Speaking of food, Harrison's dad was an Italian cook and taught him everything he knows! That side of his family was originally from Ostuni, Italy, and is an extremely talented family of artisans and dreamers— Harrison definitely got a lot from that side of the family!

If Harrison is a little tipsy and, for whatever reason, gets upset with you, he WILL start insulting you in a very Shakespearean manner. Get ready to be called, “a most notable coward, an infinite and endless liar, an hourly promise-breaker, the owner of no one good quality”! He'll apologize in the morning, though.

His local HOA hates him because he persists to paint and re-paint his front door colors that they do NOT recommend. He, however, does not care. He will have an orange door if he so pleases. Do what you wish, villains!

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@bulletsoverbensonhurst​ asked: ❝ Wait, garlic bread makes you fat? ❞ old man sal @ ziva

“I mean, yeah, it can, but it’s like if you don’t have a regular exercise regimen. Cause eating carbs in general without regular exercise and having a lower metabolism will cause you to gain weight.” And she took a bite of the garlic bread she had been provided.  “Swimming’s a good way to keep yourself trim without fucking up your joints.” 

[lazarising]

@bulletsoverbensonhurst​ cont. from here

“Well, it’s not the best 80s movie...only because it came out in 1990. Why, huh? What’s the best 80s movie?”