All language subtitles for The Sopranos - S06E04 - The Fleshy Part of the Thigh.eng.SDH

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR CHIME JANGLE]

[CAR ALARM CHIRPS]

I'll be as fast as I can.

[FABRIC RIPPING]

Jesus Christ. I'll never
get used to seeing that.

Won't have to much longer.

Got you scheduled for surgery tomorrow.

Finally close you up.

-More surgery?
-It's a good sign.

Dr. Plepler doesn't think
he'll need access anymore.

[SIGHS, GASPS]

Watch it with the morphine, now.

Beautiful thought. Who put that up?

My sister. Who else?

Why you keep it up there if
you don't find it inspirational?

My daughter likes it.

Everybody keeps
telling me how lucky I am.

You are. Septic shock?
As long as you were out?

Attending staff gave you 20 to one.

You read the paper?

My own uncle puts me through this.

[PATIENT GROANS]

New gunshot. Rapper. Da Lux.

He's hot. Got shot seven
times coming out of a club.

He's still got all his pancreas, though.

All done.

Fiona.

Look, I've been feeling…

I don't know, not myself,

since I woke up from the coma.

My thoughts keep running away with me.

These feelings? They'll pass.

It's very common in
post-surgical patients.

Maybe you'd like to talk
to someone. Social worker?

Hey, babe, how ya feeling?

Oh, good, good.

That candy striper out there,

there's not much of a selection.

There was something on "Sink the
Bismarck," but half the pages were gone.

But you like dinosaurs.

Having surgery tomorrow.

They say they're closing me up.

[SIGHS]

[SEAGULLS SQUAWKING]

Gus!

Jason, my condolences.

Your dad was the best
boss any of us ever had.

We're sad to hear you're
selling the company.

I've been going over the books.

We're paying an Anthony Soprano

the second-highest salary in the company.

He's a consultant.

Where do I reach him?

I want to make some changes,
but his office is full of junk.

There's a 55-horse Johnson
outboard on the desk.

Looks like nobody's ever there.

He's in the hospital.

You should talk to his
colleague, Mr. Gualtieri.

Paulie?

Oh, Tony Soprano. Of course.

I knew him when I was a kid.
He was a friend of the family.

I'm having surgery tomorrow.
I'm not supposed to eat!

You fucking believe this?

Always something.

So anyway, she was
crying the entire night

and I didn't get any sleep.

Why don't you ride on the fucking
zephyrs and sleep on a cloud?

What, you think I put that up there?

-I didn't.
-Right.

Who then?
-[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Hello. I can't hear…
Yeah… talk louder!

Nanny.

Between the reception
and her language skills…

I suppose you got a little
choo-choo train at home, huh?

Takes your toast right from the
kitchen, delivers it to your bedroom?

Look, Ton'… I'm sorry
about what happened

with Junior and the shooting, but…

Don't mention Junior to me ever again.

I'll tell you this, Bobby…

You can't hide behind this
brother-in-law shit forever.

You're an okay guy,
but each and every man

is judged on his own merit.

[CLICKING]

[GROANING]

-Have you heard the good news?
-Jesus Christ!

That's right.

Aaron Arkaway, Jan's friend.

[GRUNTS]

Oh yeah, right.

We're protesting downstairs and…

I saw Jan in the elevator this morning.

She told me you were up here.

That's what all that
yelling and singing is?

The druggist from the
hospital pharmacy was fired

for refusing to fill birth
control prescriptions.

We're trying to get his job back.

Tony, this is our prayer
leader, Bob Brewster.

Hi, Aaron's told me a lot about you.

I thought we'd come up and pray with you.

-Bottom feeding, huh?
-It's where the big fish are.

[GROANS, CLICKING]

Son of a fuckin' bitch!

They cut my morphine,

trying to wean me off.

You know, I've seen people
delivered from unbelievable pain…

Myself included.

-Oh yeah?
-I was at rock bottom.

I was addicted to cocaine and strippers.

Then I lost my wife and
I crashed my car, drunk.

Ended up upside down, hanging
by my seat belt, completely terrified.

Then I prayed for God to save me.

-And He came in.
-Praise Him.

And in that moment, I was reborn.

And I see you there
and I know you're hurting.

And the answer is to accept
the Lord as your personal Savior.

Well I got all this covered,
you know, with my parish priest.

That's great, but what God wants

is for you to love Him directly,

not necessarily through
the intercession of liturgy

or any human agent.

Is this Aaron Arkaway?

-Hey.
-What are you fellas doing here?

Mrs. Soprano.

We were just dialoguing
with your husband.

We were about to pray.

-They were.
-You're having surgery tomorrow.

You know they've done clinical
studies about the power of prayer.

Prayed-for patients have
11 percent fewer complications.

I have read that. It does help to pray.

I mean even if it just
takes your mind off it.

Dear Jesus…

Hear these words and bestow
Your loving, healing grace

upon our injured friend.
Lord, help heal his wounds

and help him with Your cleansing love.

Where sin abounds,

grace abounds even more.

Amen.

-Amen.
-Amen.

Amen.

So, Reverend, let me, uh…

Let me ask you about this
guy not selling birth control.

He should be free to
exercise his moral convictions

without suffering loss of livelihood.

Well here's what I'm
getting at… I'm… I'm…

I'm worried about Viagra.

The way I see it, I'm
gonna need plenty of that,

considering my condition and…

What if somebody decides that
Viagra is wrong and God don't like it?

Well, God loves procreation.

No one's saying anything against Viagra.

Birth control in the name of
the morning-after pill is a sin

because it strikes
at life, at the unborn.

Yeah but what if
somebody goes after Viagra?

I'm not talking about procreation

and listen up, 'cause
this affects you too.

Something like Viagra
will never be an issue.

Excuse me, but at one time
they were going after booze,

and as a proprietor of a
drinking and eating establishment,

I take this stuff very seriously.

Strip club, I believe it is.

-Oh, you've been to the Bing?
-No.

He should rest.

Thank you so much for
coming, Pastor, and Aaron.

Thank you so much for your prayer.

-Sure.
-Yeah, really I…

-I really appreciate it.
-Bye, guys. Praise God.

-What are you, a wiseass?
-What?

What'd I do?

[RESPIRATOR HISSING]

-Oh my God.
-What is it, Doctor?

I just found Jimmy Hoffa.

In Montana, the fossilized
remains of a Tyrannosaurus rex

yielded soft tissue that
indicated a definite link

between dinosaurs and modern birds.

-Look who I got here.
-Ho, the sanitation prince.

Hi, Tony. I'm sorry
you're not feeling well.

Thank you. Sorry about your loss.

Your father and I were very close.

Remember my daughter
Meadow? Jason Barone.

-Hi.
-Hey.

Remember when you were a kid,

at that field box at Shea, Opening Day?

Me, you, your dad and Paulie here?

Oh yeah. Kingman was
just back from the Cubs.

Mookie Wilson hit that foul
tip, beaned that guy in the loge.

[PAULIE LAUGHS]

I gotta get to the office.
Finn's picking me up.

-I'll be back later.
-Sweetheart,

thank you for everything.

Okay. Don't wear him out.

She wants to be a doctor.

Also considering law.

So, you're living in Deer Valley?

Yeah, ski instructor.

So, Paulie tells me
you're thinking of selling

your father's business
to Chuckie Cinelli.

Yeah, I think it's the
best thing for Mom.

And of course, Tony, there'd
be a severance package for you.

Frankly, Jason, I don't think

you should sell the business right now.

There's a lot of potential
buyers out there.

When I get out of the
hospital, run the numbers,

get you the best price.

No, Cinelli's offer seemed fair.

There's lots of things
to take into account.

-You even know what your EBITDA is?
-My what?

Earnings Before Interest, Taxes,
Depreciation and Amortization.

Gives the true picture of
a company's profitability.

Jas, you let me handle this.

I don't want to see you get hurt.

The carting business…

It's a different corporate culture.

You're tired, T. We'll leave. Come on.

All right. Bye, Tony.

[BUZZING]

We're afraid she doesn't have long left.

I'm surprised she didn't call Ma.

Well she asked specifically to see you.

Ooh, Madonn'.

Paulie.

Aunt Dottie. Hold on a sec.

-It's chilly in here.
-I'm burning up. I'm burning up.

I brought you some pignolis and…

A new pair of those Speedo
skin-diver socks you like.

Look at those. The treads are all gone.

You slip on the linoleum
again, then where are we?

-Paulie, I gotta tell you…
-Just a sec.

Sister, please give me a hand here.

Put these on my aunt, will ya?

Paulie, you should know…

-Speak up, Aunt Dot.
-I was…

-I was a bad girl.
-How could you be a bad girl?

-You're a nun.
-These are too small.

No they ain't. They're supposed
to be snug so she don't slip.

-Put 'em on.
-Paulie…

During the war, I was still a novitiate.

I was helping out at the USO,

and there was this soldier… Russ.

And he was so lonely…

Aunt Dottie, if this is
going where I think,

maybe you should talk to a priest.

I got pregnant.

-I had a baby.
-A baby?

Listen to her. The
Alzheimer's is gettin' to her.

You didn't have no baby.

I did. I did have a baby.

Paulie… it was you.

You're my son.

But…

But Ma…?

Marianuccia is your aunt.

I'm your Ma.

I was a bad girl.

[DOOR OPENS]

Good afternoon, Mr. Soprano.
How are you doing?

-Better now.
-I'm glad to hear that.

Where they been keepin' you?

The other doctors around here…

It's like the United Colors of Benetton.

[CHUCKLES] I'm not a doctor.

I'm a utilization review specialist.

I represent your insurance carrier.

It's my job, together
with your physicians,

to see how fast we can get you
out of this place and back home.

Well this is good. They've
closed your incision

and you're ambulatory now
and I see they got the Foley out.

You wanna kick me out of here.

Well, a hospital stay
costs a lot of money.

My bowels don't work. I'm in pain.

I just got operated
on, for Christ's sake.

Perhaps your bowels
would be working better

if you hadn't tried to eat the
sausage sandwich on 3/28.

I don't believe this. With all
the money I've been contributing

over the years, you
wanna put me in the street.

Look, you think we're the enemy,
but if you hadn't had insurance,

you would have ended
up at the County Hospital.

It's a good thing that you
had your card with you

when they performed the wallet biopsy.

-The what?
-In the ambulance.

If you hadn't had your card with you,

they would have dropped
your butt at Martin Luther King.

The "wallet biopsy"?

Get out of my room, you sick cunt.

You're doing great.

Mrs. Soprano? Doctor Taschlin's
on the phone for you.

Can you sit here for a minute, Ton'?

Yeah, I'm winded.

He says he's downhearted.

I tried to explain to him

there's an upside to everything.

Yeah, man.

I know it's a difficult struggle,

but let's lead with some
good news for a change.

Yeah. Armor Gettin' CD

is now charting number five, arrow up.

Look, frankly the shooting
couldn't have come at a better time.

Yeah, but it really hurts.

Sure it does, baby boy.
Sure it does, but check it.

Seven caps! Tupac ain't get near that.

And 50, he only got two more.

Yeah, but it really hurts.

It's helping considerably
with the street cred,

which, as you know, has always
been something of a problem

because you had a job all those years.

I'm gonna lose my thumb?

Special hand surgeon coming in.

[DA LUX WEEPS]

Come on, man. You
gonna be all right, Lux.

"Don't put on that face.
It don't make me weep.

Keep your eyes to
yourself, you sexy freak."

Nah, I like it better.

"Keep your eyes to yourself,
bitch. I'm on a murder streak."

Word, word.

Yeah, kinda warn her
ass, you know what I mean?

-Yeah, that's fine.
-You writing a song, huh?

I always wondered how it was done.

Like this here.

Are you a rap star my son would know?

Da Lux gonna produce my album.

Then he gets shot.

Make him gangsta number one.

It's like he losing focus on my shit.

My son says he's more
popular than ever 'cause of it.

What I know is I ain't gonna have…

No major release this year.

Man.

Dear…

[TIRES SCREECH]

Paulie, I won $40 at Keno.

Ow!

Is there something you
wanna tell me about?

What?

I just saw Aunt Dottie, and guess what?

Turns out she's not my aunt.

Turns out she's my mother.

No, that's not true.

Don't bullshit me. You been
bullshitting me my entire life.

-Paulie.
-It's true, isn't it?

Isn't it?

Son of a bitch!

Oh how I dreaded this day.

I gave you everything!

I gave you a son's love,

all under false pretenses.

-No.
-You're a fraud, and a phony.

And she's even worse.

She's a whore.

My mother's a fuckin' whore!

Don't say that. She was a young girl.

She wanted to be a nun,

but she got in trouble.

And you helped her out,
cooked up this little scheme.

Forget who gets victimized!

I loved you. I always loved you.

Paulie!

There he is. I've been
thinking about your problem.

Maybe it would help you if you got shot.

Fuck you talking 'bout? "Got shot"?

Make you more popular too, you
know raise your profile with Ex Lax.

Something easy. The
fleshy part of the thigh.

-I'm a marksman.
-You's a crazy motherfucker.

[ON TV] Good morning. Welcome to
Today on a Thursday morning.

-I'm Matt Lauer.
-And I'm Katie Couric.

-Poll numbers vary…
-[INHALER HISSES]

…somewhat disappointing
for the administration.

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

Excuse me. Hi. You're
a friend of Anthony's.

I was just about to visit
him. How's he doing?

He's in a lot better shape than
those fuckin' nuns you got up there.

Put away such memories.

Between father and son, there is a bridge

which neither time nor death…

Hey, I got Phil Leotardo downstairs

This show… used to watch it all the time

-when I was a little kid.
-What about it?

The bridge of which I speak, Grasshopper.

[GUNSHOT ON TV]

-You want me to bring him up?
-No.

Help me out of here.

Hold on.

Easy, easy.

Ho! Where the fuck you going?

Sorry, Ton'.

Hope you got some sleep last night.

I was snoring like a son of a bitch.

Oh, I hope you got some sleep. I
was cutting farts like sonic booms.

[CHUCKLES] John Schwinn.

Oh, bicycle heir.

Unfortunately no relation.

I was just a foot soldier at Bell Labs.

Oh, you guys invented stereo.

-Eh…
-Tony Soprano.

What're you in for?

-Sinus infection.
-Oh.

They were going to enlarge the
opening in my lower right maxillary sinus,

and then they saw
some stuff they didn't like,

so they're running tests.

Another guinea pig.

Thank you for giving my kid that CD.

Tony Soprano?

-Original G.
-Yeah, whatever.

Why don't you come by
my joint later on tonight?

Gonna have the fight on satellite.

Not even a courtesy call,

and you try to poach my company?

No disrespect, Tony.
You've been in a coma.

That give you carte blanche? Huh?

[CIGAR HISSES]

It's that fucking John.
He's sitting in the can.

The feds are trying to
take everything he's got.

-He's in a panic state.
-I'm sensitive to that.

But whatever happens
to Barone Sanitation,

I gotta be kept on. I need that W-2.

And as you can see, I'm facing
a long convalescence here.

And Barone is my secondary
insurance carrier. I need it.

John's gonna take care of
you. You know that, Tony.

But what you're asking?
25% of the sale price,

years' salary till retirement,

plus skim? Come on.

Look, I don't wanna argue.

I'm not well, so I'll give
John a break on the skim.

Getting two Gs a week now.

How many stops we base that on?

Ho! How many stops?

-Eleven.
-The fuck you talking about?!

-It's at least 25.
-25.

What? Yeah.

All right, take the skim on 20.

Fifteen-hundred a week,
but I stay on the payroll as is.

All I can do is deliver
the message, Anthony.

You got your head up your ass today.

-What's going on?
-My Aunt Dottie's been sick.

Call I got?

She just died.

Oh.

Sorry.

You were close?

Your mom's sister or your dad's?

Mom's.

She must be broken up, huh?

Here we are.

Guess your brother and sister coming in?

Yeah.

Your aunt, she's the nun.

-Yeah.
-Always wondered.

They got hair under there?

Yeah, short.

Well maybe you don't wanna talk about it.

Yeah.

Those wedding rings they wear…

Are they really married to Jesus?

So I understand.

T, this is the guy, the paramedic.

"Wallet biopsy"? Nice.

Very nice.

These people are saying I took
money from your wallet? Fuck that.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. What'd you say?

I was looking for proof of insurance.

-I was only doing my job.
-They heard a lot of that at Nuremberg.

You owe me two K. It
was gone from my wallet.

I don't have that kind of money.

One week, Rudy Diaz,

or you'll need a paramedic.

Oh, nice of you to come by.

We'll see you next week, huh?

All this activity, Tony,
are you getting any rest?

Absolutely. The guys are just leaving.

Carmela.

So, you two came
together. You talking now?

Mom apologized to me.

And he got a job at Blockbuster.

Good. Well I'm glad to see you made up.

-Yeah, get 'em, man.
-Know what I'm saying?

Fucker keeps dropping his hands.

Your boy's getting tired.

Fool's costing me 50 Gs.

Who you place your action with?

-Pinnacle.
-Online?

What price they give you on Alvarez?

350.

-Damn!
-Oh man.

Hold the motherfucker steady!

My friend here'll give you 375.

Right, Paulie?

He don't even wanna fight, man.

Wonder what kind of
health insurance he's got.

It's a life of abuse.

Yes, well he is a boxer.

It's the same for everybody.

Look at you, T. You do
your uncle a kindness,

you get shot for your efforts.

You think you got family, but in the end,

they fuck you too.

He's grieving. His aunt just died.

I tell ya, we each and every one of us,

we're alone in the ring,
fighting for our lives,

-just like that poor prick.
-Well, that's one way to look at it.

-You got a better one?
-Don't get me started.

-It's complicated.
-You think I'm stupid?!

It's actually an illusion those
two boxers are separate entities.

-What the fuck?
-Illusion?

Their separate entities is simply
the way we choose to perceive them.

-I didn't chose nothing.
-It's physics.

Schrödinger's equation.

The boxers, you, me… we're all
part of the same quantum field.

You ever substitute teach
at Carver Middle School?

He's a rocket scientist,
for Christ's sake. Bell Labs.

Shit. Lift it up, nigga!

You were saying?

Well, think of the two
boxers as ocean waves

or currents of air, two tornadoes, say.

They appear to be two things,
right? Two separate things.

But they're not. Tornadoes are just wind,

the wind stirred up
in different directions.

The fact is, nothing is
separate… everything's connected.

Everything is everything.

-I'm down with that.
-Get the fuck out of here.

The universe is just one
big soup of molecules

bumping up against one another.

The shapes we see exist
only in our own consciousness.

Keshawn, don't make me come over there.

You're so fucking smart, fix that TV.

[CHUCKLES]

Okay, okay.

[DOOR CLANGS]

Besides the financial ramifications,

he says there's the issue of
his W-2 and health insurance.

That selfish prick.

I'm sitting in here facing a shitstorm

and all he can think about is himself?!

As far as the sale's concerned,

that ship has sailed. It's going through,

and as a friend, I would
appreciate Tony's help.

Because he's a friend,
here's what I'm willing to do.

Cinelli will retain him as waste
management consultant for two years.

During that time, he can keep his
fucking W-2 and his health insurance.

Plus 5% of the sale price.

And we lease him a new car.

Are you fuckin' kidding me?

I told them I need
that W-2 in perpetuity,

and 5% of the fucking sale price?!

He thinks 'cause I'm in
this weakened condition,

he can take advantage.
Well, he can go fuck himself.

I'm just telling you
what Phil told me, Ton'.

You tell Jason before he sells,

he better understand his obligation!

[VOMITING]

[MUSIC CUES UP]

What's up, Paulie?

Since even with Tony's
advice, you seem determined

to sell your father's company,
there's something you should know.

Whatever happens, we
gotta be taken care of.

Yeah, of course. I'm going
to honor whatever provisions

-are in the contract.
-Fuck the contract.

Tony's given years of
his life to that company,

and he expects to be duly compensated.

Johnny Sack sure as
shit ain't gonna perform.

-Who?
-Mr. Cinelli's waste management

consultant. And since Johnny
Sack ain't gonna step up,

guess what? It's coming out of your ass.

You know, I'm starting
to feel a little intimidated.

As well you should, my friend.

A man who teaches skiing for a living

ought to look after
his physical condition,

wouldn't you say? His knees.

Kid, you wouldn't be in this situation

if you'd listened to
Tony in the first place.

He's looking out for you. He
doesn't wanna see you get hurt.

I got a lot on my mind these days.

I don't need this shit.

Jason, we shook hands. A deal's a deal.

There's lifetime employees
who expect compensation.

It's only equitable. Now if
you're willing to take care of that,

maybe we could still work things out.

Tony Soprano, right?

Fuck that and fuck
him. He's your problem.

-Look, the numbers just don't work.
-Jason!

I'm going to the buffet table.

Be right there, Mom.

If I give Tony what he wants,
I lose money on the sale.

-I can't do that to my mom.
-Kid, you work it out any way you want,

-but nobody's backing out of the deal.
-Mr. Cinelli, I'm sorry,

but the bottom line is I'm not
selling the company to you.

There are other buyers out there.
Tony was quite clear about that.

I'll tell you the fuckin'
bottom line, laddy buck.

The Barone routes are now Cinelli routes.

That's that.

T.

Horrible thing. They
brought this little girl in,

she's got third-degree
burns on 80% of her body.

You wouldn't believe the week I've had.

What?

There's a little girl burned in there.

-Jesus Christ.
-Sorry, T.

No. Now what the fuck is with you?

And I want some answers, 'cause
you're starting to drive me fuckin' nuts.

This remains between us?

'Course.

My aunt who died… She wasn't my aunt.

She was my mother.

What? Your aunt, the nun…

Was your mother?

Some cocksucker G.I.
knocked her up during the war.

Russ.

-So what was your mother?
-My ma's my aunt.

She adopted me to hide the family shame.

Believe this shit?

All I did for her.

Not only is my ma not my ma,

who the fuck even knows
who this Russ bastard is?

Worst thing, I'm not who I am.

It's like my whole life is a joke,

a big fuckin' joke on me.

[DIESEL ENGINE ROARS]

Can I come with you every day?

You gotta go back to school.

This is just for the vacation.

Stay here.

-What's going on?
-This ain't your route no more.

It's ours. Cinelli.

What do you mean? I
have this route for five years.

Stupid fuck.

Fuck this.

Papi!

[GRUNTS]

Papi!

Papi! Papi!

[CRYING] Papi!

[FADES] Papi!

[SNORING LIGHTLY]

Get back in your pajamas,

go to bed, eat nothing but
gallons of ice cream, tons of pizza…

[LOUD KNOCK ON DOOR]

Who's there?

Oh, hi Paulie.

You didn't go to your
mother's funeral. It's a sin.

Some mother. Even a rat
don't abandon its own children.

No, you should feel sorry for her.

She's gonna have to face St. Peter

with this stain on her.

-I hope she rots in hell!
-Don't say that!

And you. I was your meal ticket,

the goose with the golden eggs!

Look at this place. Who set you up here?

Not that fuckin' brother of mine or Rose.

They never provided you with shit!

Well, your real children can start now.

I went without, so you could have.

The mink coat, the massage
chair from Sharper's Image,

the flat-screen TV.

$2,000 bucks for a
woman I don't even know!

Paulie!

Paulie, please.

You're on your own. I
never wanna see you again.

[SOBBING]

I told you. It's a different
corporate culture.

I tried to redefine the deal.

You shouldn't have made the deal
without talking to me in the first place!

Well goddamn it, how
was I supposed to know?

I made it perfectly clear:
Give up part of your profits.

Thanks to you, a man
is beaten half to death.

While his little boy was watching.

And it's all over the media!

It's not fair. The business
belongs to my family.

"Fair"?

You fuckin' believe this shit?

You remind me of my kid.

Talk to the Katrina victims about fair.

Talk to Paulie here.
He'll tell you about fair!

-Absolutely.
-You're worse than my son!

-Get him the fuck outta here!
-Hey!

How was I supposed to know?
My family kept me in the dark.

What kind of pathetic fuckin' excuse
is that?! Don't you communicate?

You make me sick, you fucking baby.

Shoot me one time,
one time only, you heard?

Fleshy part of the thigh, like you said.

There's only 7,000 here. I said eight.

Hey, hey, hey, I get my little
brother to do it for less, believe that.

Trust me, you gotta go outside
the family for something like this.

You don't want people knowing.

That way you can blame
it on Dr. Droop or whoever.

7,000's all I got.

Okay.

I don't wanna know when
it's coming. You decide.

Get this…

It says here that if
the history of the planet

was represented by the
Empire State Building,

the time that human
beings have been on earth

would only be a postage
stamp at the very top.

You realize how
insignificant that makes us?

I don't feel that way.

-Hey.
-Hey.

There he is.

-Hi, Chris.
-Hesh, how are you?

Great to see you looking so robust.

-Hey.
-How you doing?

-Beth wanted to come.
-Yeah, sure.

-Hi, Tony.
-Hey.

So how's Eli?

I hear that with the physical
therapy, they got him using a walker.

He's doing better. Thank you.

[KNOCKING] Hey, Tony.

Okay to visit?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

My nephew Christopher, Pastor Bob.

Hesh Rabkin, his daughter Beth.

-Hi.
-How you feeling?

Physically, a little better than I was.

So maybe you're right.
That prayer business works.

I brought you something.

-"Born Again."
-Charles Colson.

The Watergate guy.

Friend of mine did time with him.

A ruthless, powerful man who
thought he was above the law.

He committed crimes
and then went to prison.

And then he found Jesus,
and everything changed.

Became a different man.

Yeah, so?

Salvation isn't just about

being saved from hell after you die.

It's also about being saved from
yourself while you're still alive.

I hope when you get out of the hospital

that you'll join us at the Church
of the Open Door of the Redeemer.

Well it must be nice

to have something to hold onto.

Maybe.

-Hmm.
-What?

Dinosaurs. My kids can't get enough.

Yeah, yeah, me too.

Every since I saw King Kong
kick their ass in the original.

My son loves dinosaurs too.

-That's interesting.
-What?

Some people would have you believe

dinosaurs existed millions of years ago.

It's just not true.

God created the earth 6,000 years ago.

And I tell my kids, you have to remember,

dinosaurs and human beings
lived on the earth at the same time.

What, like The Flintstones?

It's in the Bible.

Yeah, but what about all
that carbon-dating stuff?

A lot of scientists
would disagree with you.

Well, I think you'll find all those
people have an agenda, Tony…

Evolution, which is
Satan's plan to deny God.

Evolution and salvation
are mutually exclusive.

Guy next door's a scientist. Think
he'd disagree with you big time.

Then that man's not saved.

Read about Mr. Colson. We'll talk later.

What's he saying? There were
dinosaurs back with Adam and Eve?

-I guess.
-No way.

T. rex in the Garden of Eden?

Adam and Eve would
be running all the time,

scared shitless. But the
Bible says it was paradise.

You can disagree with Evangelicals,

but they're great friends of the Jews

because Israel is the Holy Land.

You wait.

Hey, how ya doing?

-Hi.
-I'm gonna go to the bathroom.

Your color's better.

So Mr. Wizard, you were
talking about tornados.

You know what the
Indians say about the wind?

-No.
-They say that sometimes

we go around feeling pity for ourselves,

but behind our back, a
great wind is carrying us.

We don't see we're part
of a much bigger reality.

-Then we die.
-Why are you so interested in all this?

I was in this coma and, uh

look, I don't remember nothing,

but before I woke up,

I felt like I was being
pulled towards something.

And I don't wanna go back.

And my wife told me I woke
up at one point and said…

"Who am I?

Where am I going?"

Kinda makes you wonder,

about heaven and hell.

That presupposes a
duality of good and evil.

You know it gets us back to the idea

of separate, opposing entities.

You know where I go with that.

But this Bible guy I know
says you're going to hell.

Maybe he's right.

Got my test results back.

Laryngeal cancer.

Jesus, I'm sorry.

You know I was thinking,
maybe you could do me a favor

and, uh, you know what's the term,

"whack" me?

Sorry, bad joke.

-Walking alone again.
-What, I'm gonna wait for Vito?

Hour and a half to take a dump, that guy.

Could build a jetty with what comes out.

Little Paulie tells me you
didn't go to your aunt's funeral.

And I'll tell you something else…

I'm done with Nucci.

Four Gs a month for that
nursing home? Fuck that.

What are you gonna do,
throw her out on the street?

Way I see it, serves her right.

What the fuck, Paulie?

That woman loved you. She fed you.

How many times she bail you
out of the can when you were a kid?

Huh? Am I right?

I'll tell ya what really fries me…

It's not Nucci. It's Dottie.

I know to your way of thinking,
you didn't have a great mother…

-Ho!
-All I'm saying,

Livia, with all her faults,
never abandoned you.

For Christ's sake, Paulie. You
know what your problem is?

You go around in pity for yourself.

You think you got it bad.

You're not stuck in some hospital room

with fucking tubes coming out of you.

You can eat food like a normal person.

T, I never meant to
trivialize your situation.

Well, you gotta get beyond
this petty bullshit, Paulie.

You're part of something bigger.

When you gonna learn that?

-[GUNSHOT]
-[WOMAN SCREAMS]

-My ass!
-Marvin?!

Ow! They shot me in my ass!

They shot me in my ass!

Marvin!

Pearl's oyster bar… the lobster roll.

Listen, Ton', that package,
from Vito and Paulie?

I have to believe that
there was more there.

Sure. So?

Vito especially is
somebody you should watch.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Mr. Soprano? Good morning, Mrs. Soprano.

Ah, the bird of prey.

Okay, it looks like your last
drainage tube is coming out today.

Dr. Plepler says you're stable
and the pain is manageable

so that's good news. You're
husband's coming home.

-Are you sure he's ready?
-What does she give a shit?

She's trying to save a buck.

Hold on a minute. Guy
next door… Mr. Schwinn.

Had surgery this morning, cancer.

You know anything about it?

I heard they removed his larynx.

[GRUNTING]

[WOMAN SCREAMS]

…wrote attorney Jim Sokoloff…

On the city of 6,000… "Gitanos."

That's a Mexican word for gypsies.

Tony? How are you?

Hey! All right.

I made you some stuffed zucchini.

-He can't eat that.
-Oh, oh, I'm sorry.

It was thoughtful anyways.

Listen, my condolences regarding Dick.

-You get my flowers?
-Oh yeah.

They were beautiful.

-Have a seat.
-Oh thank you.

Uh, Jas told me about
the conversation you had.

I can only imagine how upset you must be.

Well it is a very unfortunate situation.

Jason just doesn't understand
how the business works.

-That's for sure.
-No, it's not his fault.

It's my fault. Dick and I
purposely kept him in the dark.

Blame me, not him.

You're not involved in this, Helen.

I was too wrapped up

in my own grief. I didn't realize…

He's my boy, Tony. He's my baby.

It'd kill me if anything happened to him.

What are you talkin' about?

Tony, please. You have
a son. I'm begging you.

Helen, believe me, nothin's
gonna happen to him.

I'm his mother, Tony. I love him.

If anyone has to pay
for this, let it be me.

How many times I gotta
tell you? It's gonna be fine.

But, Tony, do I have your word?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, you got my word.

[WHIMPERS]

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

Especially good week this week.

Good.

I know how good you feel.

I was only in the hospital
overnight. I couldn't wait to get out.

Hold on.

You wanna go in, say goodbye?

[MONITOR BEEPING]

[RESPIRATOR HISSING]

No.

I wanted to make sure you
had this before you checked out.

Whoa, whoa. Not here.

It's all right.

Let's go.

-Ton'?
-Let's go.

[RADIO THUMPS HIP-HOP MUSIC]

[BIRDS TWITTERING]

Hey. H-hey!

[CHURCH BELL PEALING]

I'm gonna go get the
car. I'll follow you home.

-Janice.
-What?

Supposed to be dead.

Now I'm alive.

I'm the luckiest guy in the whole world.

Listen, after this…

From now on, every day is a gift.

Yeah.

I'm gonna go get the car.

Tony? Phil Leotardo is here to see you.

-Hmm.
-10 minutes.

You're supposed to be resting.

Hey, blondie.

It's all you, you know.

The reason I'm back here.

No, it's not just me by any means.

Thank you for saying that.

-Anthony.
-Hey.

[CLASSIC ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

Johnny doesn't want
another unfortunate incident.

He's willing to let you keep your
paycheck and your W-2 for 10 years.

To replace the skim,

he'll jack up your share
of the sale price to 12%.

No more skim.

[SIGHS] Truth be told,

there's enough garbage for everybody.

-Does that mean we got a deal?
-Yeah, we got a deal.

Be well.

[MUSIC STOPS]

[CHATTERING]

[WIND BLOWING]

[BIRDS TWITTERING]

[WATER GURGLING]

Aw, fuck!

[SCREAMS]

Guess what, fuckin' mama's boy?!

You're kicking up four
grand to me every month.

I don't care if you're in
Deer Valley or Death Valley!

Four grand, every goddamn month!

And if you ever mention
a word of this to Tony,

I'll stick this up your ass

and pull the trigger till the
bullets come out your eyes.

[GROANING]

-[CHURCH BELL RINGING]
-[JASON WHIMPERING]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]