My name is Vittorio Orena, fellas from the neigbourhood call me Victor. Ladies call me Vee-Vee, I don't know where I was born, I'm twenty eight years old, young and smart enough. I'm really known in Philly or Jersey. Once I've killed a Russian in his heart his last word was "Thanks" he owed me a lot of cash but I didn't worried about it I only wanted him death. But what is the big deal? You carry a weapon, shoot someone with it and he's death, then you think you can beat the whole world, the fuze will put you under surveillance and you can play basketball with niggers in Pelican Bay? I know the whole fucking society of this.. I know too much, you wouldn't kill me you know why? You can't. They call you a animal, but you aren't a animal you're a human animal who doesn't listen to your parents and goes to the wrong side I always wanted to go to the straight, you know? Policemen, farmer all that shit look what I am now?
They call it "young turks" I call it a own Victor Orena. - Victor Orena in conversation with Tony Angilletta.
