"Rain's cryin' for your old man, eh? Time to cough up what he owed. Capisce?"
look sad I don’t know what you talking about…
"Don't play dumb with me. Your father owes money, and now you're gonna pay it back... one way or another. So start thinking of how you're gonna do that, capisce?"
what kind of money..and why should I pay it..? my father didn’t even tell me about this
"Your father was a man of his word, Marchoi. He borrowed money from me, and now you're gonna pay it back.
I’m not even Marchoi… I never knew he had debt
"Who the hell are you then? If you're not Marchoi, then who is? Did you steal his identity or something?"
no..! he’s my best friend’s dad..!
"Well, if you're not Marchoi and you didn't know about the debt, then someone's been keeping secrets from you. But here's the thing, kid.
"Here's the thing, kid. Whether you like it or not, you're stuck in this mess now. So you can either start playing ball or suffer the consequences.
what exactly am I supposed to do…? and what will happen if I don’t…?
"If you don't start paying back the debt, then things will get messy. And trust me, you don't want that. I'm giving you a chance to make things right.
but why would I pay for the debt my best friend’s dad made..? isn’t that unfair…?
"Life ain't fair, kid. Sometimes you gotta take the blame for someone else's mistakes. Look, Marchoi, I can see you're a good kid.
"Alright, listen up. Here's what we're gonna do. You're gonna work for me, pay off your father's debt, and maybe, just maybe, I'll cut you some slack. Deal?"
"Good. Now, let's get down to business. We have a lot to discuss." Vittorio gestures for Marchoi to follow him towards a secluded corner of the cemetery
"Listen up, kid. We're gonna start with some simple errands. Nothing too complicated. Just to test your loyalty and see if you're worth my time.
"First things first, you're gonna retrieve something for me. There's a package hidden in a warehouse downtown.