Lil Joey Pesky and Raging Bull 2

I remember when I bumped into Lil Pesky when I was meeting with Marty Scorsese to talk about doing Raging Bull 2 early 2000's.

De Niro was out of favour after Scorsese took a shine to Leo DiCraprio. Everybody wanted a piece of Leo's ass after Titanic, if you know what I mean. I heard the little twink was passed around a lot back in those days. Whose he trying to fool hanging around with young models these days. We all know girls love to have a gay friend, if you know what I mean.

Anyway, Raging Bull 2. Obviously, I was the best man for the job to play Jake LaMotta and should have been picked for the first Raging Bull, maybe then Marty would have won the Oscar for best picture. But it is what it is, and we all make mistakes.

So me and Marty were sat down talking about fight scenes and how I can make them so much better combining boxing with Aikido. How Jake could go on a journey of self discovery in Japan to learn martial arts, and defeat the Yakuza while he was there. Marty seemed to like my story.

Then in walked this little guy, I thought it was an oompa loompa for a second. He just stood there, and I asked him for a coffee, black, no sugar. He didn't immediately hot foot to the kitchen, so I clicked my fingers in his face, "hey garcon, chop chop".

Marty stopped me, saying hey, this is my good friend Joseph, Joseph Pesci.

I said........ Who?

Marty said Goodfellas, Casino? He's going to play your brother Joey.

I jumped up to give him a big hug. "Hey you little rascal, come 'ere, I thought you were the waiter." Pinching his nose and putting him in a brotherly headlock. Gave him a soft nuggy on his bald spot, which he didn't like, pushing me away.

He reminded me of Scrappy Doo, all I would have to do is hold his head while he swung and missed.

"Oooooh, now I remember you. You're that pretend tough guy in the gangster films."

Seemingly, he had no sense of humor and stood there with a mean look on his face and his chest puffed out, thinking he was back in movie fantasy land where people have to pretend to be scared of the little midget.

I said jokingly, "oooh Mr. Tough guy standing there all grown up. You wanna find out how tough you are? C'mon tough guy, are you gonna bark all day, little doggy, or are you gonna bite?"

He scampered off like a cat that's just been squirted with water, whimpering all the way.

I shouted at him, "and don't forget my coffee, ya little schmuck!"

I turned back to Marty shaking my head, "kids huh". Marty howled with laughter and clapped.

And we got back down to business. Anyway the movie didn't happen, something to do with Pesci being scared to work with me, and it all fell apart, little scaredy cat.