All language subtitles for The Sopranos - S06E21 - Made in America.eng.SDH

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[RADIO CLICKS, MUSIC PLAYS]

New York's classic rock, Q104.3.
Good morning. I'm Jim Kerr.

Coming up a little later on the "Q"…

['60s SONG PLAYING]

[JET ENGINE ROARING]

"Half an hour," he says. It's a
fucking hour and a half already.

He's busy.

Enjoy the music.

[CAR APPROACHES]

[WIND WHISTLING]

I thought you weren't coming.

You don't wanna know.

Actually, I do.

We had intel, a Salafist
cell was at Newark Airport

boarding somebody onto a 767 to London.

You're right. I don't.

We get this all the time.
Our source was either wrong,

or it was done to study our response.

Happens all the time?

[SIGHS]

-What's up, my friend?
-My kid is obsessed with this shit.

But we tell him he's making
a molehill out of it. Is he right?

[PHONE RINGING]

[SIGHS]

Hey. Probably another hour.

Just leave it out, all
right? I'll heat it up.

Well, then don't leave it out.

[SHOUTS] What do you want me to say?

[AIRPLANE ROARS]

You got a rough enough
job with this terrorism shit.

I'll let you get home.

The reason I called is those
two Arabs I turned you on to

well, I happened to remember
my nephew mentioned a bank

where they had an account, a branch.

The Mintner First Merchants Bank.

-You just remembered that?
-Yeah.

Thanks.

I know you got that friend
in the Brooklyn office.

Is it possible he knows
where Phil Leotardo is?

I want to try to avoid any
more of my guys getting hurt.

[CHUCKLES]

I'm just saying, if you heard
anything from your pal…

I haven't.

I figured maybe money's
sent to the Middle East.

You're overreaching.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

Okay.

[MUSIC, ENGINE STOP]

[DISTANT SEAGULLS CRYING]

[WAVES LAPPING]

-See you Thursday.
-Bye.

Where are you going? I just got here.

I'm really late meeting
Patrick in the city. Bye.

Bye-bye.

[SIGHS]

How are you doing?

She smelled that odor too.

[SNIFFS]

Your remodel will fix all that.

Maybe it's toxic. Maybe
we shouldn't be breathing it.

It's not toxic. The owners were,
what, 90 years old? It's piss.

I got to get home.

I'm working on it.

I went to see Sil,

-and Gab. Oh, my God, Tony.
-Yeah.

Are you being careful? [
FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

This kind of bothers me.

-Okay. Thanks.
-Who is she gonna tell?

But you should use the back door.

I wouldn't kick her out of
bed for purging cookies.

Real funny. We're just friends.

I know. Nice work.

-She's a model.
-She's doing some modeling.

-All right? She's a junior in high school.
-What?

She's quitting modeling anyway.
She's tired of being exploited.

You help your mother take the
carpets outside, put them in the sun?

He did.

Uncle Bobby's funeral is finally set for
Thursday. And you're gonna be there.

How's that supposed to work?

We're all on Def-Con 4,
living in separate houses,

and we're gonna stand out in the open?

There's always a large FBI presence.

Unbelievable.

He was different, you know? We forget.

When he was with Blanca.

We commend to Almighty
God our brother Robert…

The ceremony just ended.

The Lord bless him and keep him.

The Lord make His face shine upon him…

[PEOPLE CONVERSING QUIETLY]

Every one of these things
is lemon chicken, or fish.

-I heard cauliflower's 3.99 a pound.
-I'm not gonna have this.

Can you believe that?

Oh, Pop, they got roast pork.

Give me one. Thanks.

-She had won American Idol.
-No.

Jennifer Hudson? Absolutely.

Jason G. was the winner
of Italian American Idol.

He could say "fuck" more times in a
sentence than any other contestant.

Uncle Paulie, come sit down.

Yeah, I'll sit with the youth.
I'm young at heart, right?

[VIOLIN MUSIC PLAYING]

-Who are you, dear?
-Tara Zincone. Bobby's niece.

My condolences.

[GROANS] OH…

-Did I eat.
-It was good.

In the midst of death, we are in
life. Or is it the other way around?

I think it's the other way around.

Either version, you're
halfway up the ass.

Pardon my French, sweetheart.

-I've lost two dear friends.
-Sil's hanging on.

I lost Ma last month.

You can take 2007 and
give it back to the Indians.

-I'm sorry.
-What are you gonna do?

Life goes on.

We were discussing
Dreamgirls. Did you see it?

You people are fucked.
You're living in a dream.

You still sit here talking
about the fucking Oscars?

"What rough beast slouches
toward Bethlehem to be born?"

Huh?

-"Yeets."
-A.J.

Yeats?

The world. Don't you see it?

Bush let Al Qaeda
escape in the mountains.

Then he has us invade some other country.

Let's join up, go kill
some fucking terrorists.

It's more noble than watching
jack-off fantasies on TV

of how we're kicking their ass.

It's like, America…

What about it?

This is still where
people come to make it.

It's a beautiful idea.

And then what do they get? Bling?

And come-ons for shit they
don't need and can't afford?

You're all over the place. I
don't know what you're saying.

He's saying the framus intersects with
ramistan approximately at the paternoster.

[LAUGHING]

Julius, what do I have to do? What
do I have to say to get you out of here?

Give me a chance.
Give me first dibs at this

television series
thing, or whatever it is.

Let me do the pilot, please.

Julius, my boy, sit down.

Julius, I'm not a hard
man. I'm not a mean man…

Tell you right now, it's light.

…the television industry today is looking
for talent. They're looking for quality.

They're preoccupied with talent and

quality, and a writer
is a major commodity.

This situation ain't all bad. I haven't
had a green vegetable in over a week.

We can't go down to the pork store?
Gotta hang here all day doing nothing.

Baciagalup.

[MEWS]

-Who does he belong to?
-He just showed up during the big storm.

Already caught a mouse down the cellar.

A lot of my customers giving to New York.

Power vacuum, they're taking advantage.

OH.

-The fuck you come in that way for?
-Sorry.

[TV CONTINUES PLAYING]

We're gonna meet Paulie down at
the hospital, visit Sil. You wanna come?

No I got shit I gotta do.

My daughter…

Yesterday it was his gout.

This is New York's famous Little Italy.

It once covered over 40 square blocks,

but has now been reduced
to one row of shops and cafés.

[MAN SINGING ITALIAN ARIA]

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello.

It's me.

-Where are you? Are you close?
-Let's do it over the phone.

[ITALIAN POP SONG PLAYING]

No word yet. No one
knows where our friend is.

It's not that there's no word,
it's that there's no progress.

-Nobody's taking this lightly, Phil.
-He should have been done first.

They thought they'd
find them at the strip joint.

-I've heard this already.
-I know you're disappointed, Phil.

-I can hear it in everything you say.
-Fucking-A I'm disappointed.

[MAN SINGING ITALIAN ARIA]

I'm thinking.

-I don't know. Maybe…
-What?

Are you talking about reaching out?

We can't go back. Are you
out of your fucking mind?

-No, I know.
-Then what did you say it for?

I didn't, Phil. You did.

Listen, kid, when this is
over we're gonna sit down

-me and you.
-I hope so.

I can't hear you. You're breaking up.

I said I hope

-[PEOPLE SPEAKING CHINESE]
-[WIND WHISTLING]

[SIGHS]

Ferrara's. [GROANS]

-Want a pastry?
-I need to watch my weight.

I need to snag another husband.

[CHUCKLES]

You're the only one
who realized that's a joke.

You had to grow up in our family.

That dig you made about me giving
guys head under the boardwalk?

He took it so seriously, Bobby.

[CHUCKLES]

Anyway

thank you for being here.

So, what happens now?

Well, Robert's already said
he wants to go live with his aunt.

-What about Sophia?
-Nica is my daughter.

She's very much into her older sister.

Sophia thinks she's
getting out of this house.

Is that a joke? Because
that one even got by me.

You know, five, six years ago when
Johnny Sack bought this house

this was all cornfields here.

I'd like to give it a
shot with Bobby's kids.

Bobby would want it.

I put in a lot of effort with
Sophia, baking together.

I think we actually have a bond.

I've had therapy. I'm a good mother.

I put Ma and all her
warped shit behind me.

-Good.
-Not that I get any thanks for it.

You know you could
form a new nuclear family.

You bring Harpo down here.

It's a big place.

Harpo changed his name.

He's Hal now.

[SIGHS] JANICE…

Well, you need anything,
you know I'm minutes away.

[PHONE RINGING]

-Yeah.
-Multiple calls

traced back to a payphone
in Oyster Bay, Long Island.

What?

-Where's the phone at exactly?
-Gas station, most likely.

-Gas station?
-He's lammed out.

He may not be able to put his
hands on a clean cell phone.

-All right, listen, thanks. Really.
-All right.

[ZIPS]

[FOLK ROCK PLAYING]

You kept telling me this guy is good.

It's amazing it was written so long ago.

It's, like, about right now.

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

-This could be a mistake.
-I know.

-We're good friends.
-Yeah.

Oh, wait. [CHUCKLES]

-Holy shit.
-Oh, my God.

Go!

[SONG CONTINUES]

Oh, Christ. I parked in leaves!

[SONG DISTORTS, STOPS]

Wow.

At least my gas tank
was practically empty.

How many fucking times have I told you:

"It's an SUV, watch
where you park off-road"?

The catalytic converter
and the dry vegetation!

I didn't see the leaves.

You can grill fucking steaks
on that converter! I told you!

If there was children playing in those
leaves, you'd have run them over?

-I guess.
-Oh, you're gonna get cute now?

-I was just answering her question.
-Dad, he wasn't being funny.

You mind your own goddamn business
unless you want some of this too.

-Mr. Fat Mouth.
-What did you say?

What was going through your mind?
[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

What do you want from me? I am depressed.

I'm supposed to go
looking for piles of leaves?

Wanna hear depressed? Thirty
thousand dollars for that car.

Isn't that what you have insurance for?

Excuse me? You're
not getting another one.

Actually, that's good.

-It'll force me to take the bus.
-What?

We have to break our
dependence on foreign oil.

[LINE RINGING]

[RECEIVER CLICKS]

-Cafe Napoli.
-George, it's Anthony.

Your fucking ears must be ringing.

I just left your friend,
the son, crying the blues

over the situation between
you and that outfit over there.

That's why I'm calling. I need
you to reach out to the little guy.

He's not happy with Phil neither.

I know.

You're not part of that family.

You're basically retired.
Everybody trusts you.

What I'm thinking, you'd supply a neutral
location, guarantee everybody's safety.

I could do that.

[CHAIN RATTLING]

-Hi, George.
-Hey.

They're here. They've
been patted down too.

Anybody want a water?

-No.
-No.

We started it? We got a dead goomar
in Queens and her old Ukrainian father.

And I'm not even gonna blame
Phil. John Sacrimoni, my friend

I'm sorry to say, was an insecure guy.

He created a constant tension
within his own family which spilled over.

Go ahead, Carmine. George was
good enough to broker this meeting for us.

You're just gonna sit there?

It didn't have to be this way.

We agree. It's gone too far.

Phil, I don't know. He's changed.

You got my word, we'll back off.

My price is you help
us get a location on Phil.

I can't go there.

But you do what you gotta do.

One more thing. You
hit my brother-in-law.

-So?
-This is my sister we're talking about.

She's gotta see something out of this.

We'll come up with a number.

Look at all this mail.

['60S SONG PLAYING]

Anybody need some barber's scissors?

-Ton?
-Put some next to my coat.

[MEWS]

He was at the safe house.
We brought him over.

Get him the fuck out.
These are snakes with fur.

The old Italians will tell you, you
can't even put them around a baby.

They suck the breath right out.

Well, you're the only
baby here, so we're ahead.

You wanna wear his
fucking pelt on your head?

-I said get rid of him.
-Leave him.

He's a good guy.

No payphone.

[NICA BABBLING]

…daughter Gloria on the TV series…

Look, there's a double-breasted robin.

It doesn't cost anything to be polite.

That goes two ways, ma'am.

TV HOST: …series Maude?

-Arthur?
-Yes, Bea Arthur.

-Beatrice Arthur.
-[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]

Put an X in the center
box. $300 to the pot..

And we Shuffle the
categories around again.

Pat, how are you?

-Hi.
-Livia.

I'm Janice, her daughter.

[SPEAKS ITALIAN]

What did he say? I can't…

Uncle Jun, I wanna show you something.

Bobby and my baby.

-Janice.
-No, I'm Janice.

That's my little girl.
Her name is Domenica.

Sweet as she looks, she
left my stove on on purpose

put the flame out with a wet dishrag.

I caught her.

[TV SHOW CONTINUES]

Uncle Jun, I'm afraid I have bad news.

Bobby's dead.

The Ambassador Hotel.

Your Bobby, Bobby Baccalieri.

I'm a widow now.

[DISTANT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]

She was inveigling him.
She's after his money.

You're not even curious about him?

He can fucking rot.

When you were an inpatient, you
said you might try and get a job.

I can't now because of the car.

I need to get a bus schedule.

The thing is, ever since it blew up

I feel, like, cleansed or something.

Because it was a polluter?

No.

I mean, just watching
it go, that huge fireball

you have no idea. The
heat… My seat melted.

I had been in it just
a few seconds before.

Carlo.

Carlo.

[RINGS MELODICALLY]

-Yeah.
-T.

I had a meeting down
here with Carlo this morning.

We were supposed to go see
Butch and them on a couple of items.

Carlo didn't show. And he
don't answer his phones neither.

I'll call you back on the prepay.

[PHONE RINGS]

Yeah.

-What are you thinking?
-That maybe we were had.

That this fucking Butch has
taken out another ranking guy.

T?

[DOOR CLOSES]

What if he flipped?

-Who? Carlo?
-Well?

-You there?
-His kid, the imbecile…

Jason?

He got picked up
yesterday, Patsy told me.

For selling Ecstasy.

[PHONE BEEPS]

Med, they're gonna be here in…
Miss Hunter! Long time no see.

How are you, Mrs. Soprano?

Oh, my God, when was it? It was
right around when you quit college.

You're being kind. I was kicked
out for partying and drunk driving.

Well, I didn't want to say,
but, well, that was always you.

-So, what are you up to now?
-I'm in my second year of med school.

-Oh.
-Yeah.

I completed undergrad at
Purchase, got my act together.

Yes. They're gonna be here, Meadow.

A man took his horse to a
vet and the vet says to him:

-"Why do you have a long face?"
-"A horse goes." There's no man.

Right, right. A horse goes to a vet.

And the vet looks at his
face and he says, "My friend…"

A horse goes to the doctor. The
doctor says, "Why the long face?"

Can't tell jokes.

-More pinot grig, Patrick?
-No, thanks.

Speaking of jokers, where's
that other son of yours today?

-I didn't think he was invited.
-I just thought with all the wedding talk…

No, no, really, that pal
of his, the other Jason

I heard he ran into some trouble.

-Carlo's Jason.
-He's a mess.

All right.

Well, he's got no
shortage of lawyers here.

[ALL LAUGH]

Ton, Patsy needs a refill.

-No, Ton, I'll…
-Sit down.

Of course, this one here
would only take the case for free.

That's why we want her at
Grubman, Grubman & Curcio.

Actually, Med and I have
had some conversations,

and we may still snag her at the firm

-when she's done with law school.
-No kidding?

We went out to dinner with Steven
Grubman and the subject came up.

Steven was impressed with her
work at the Poverty Law Center.

He even got into starting
salaries. He was talking 170.

Jesus. Sweetheart, that's fantastic, huh?

-He had had too much Gevrey.
-Don't devalue yourself.

We've got a really interesting case right
now. We're defending James Trefoglio

the county commissioner,
on those corruption charges.

-Is that your case, honey?
-Bid rigging. It's got bagmen, whores.

It's fascinating.

-[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
-[GROWLING]

[CHUCKLES] Yeah, he does that.

Sometimes most of the day,
just stares at Chrissy's picture.

-The fuck?
-You know, they're funny that way.

I had an aunt, her cat would only sit

at the exact corners of
the table, staring at her,

or at the intersection
of two walls, staring in.

This fucking animal is history, today!

-Pick him up.
-You pick him up.

[DOOR OPENS]

T, you see this shit?

Does it all the time, he says.

-Oh, yeah?
-Look at him staring at that dead kid.

Gives me the fucking creeps.

Walden, give us some privacy.

Yeah.

Walden. The fuck kind of
name is that for an Italian?

I was named after Mr. Bobby
Darin. Walden Robert Cassotto.

HEH.

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

The Cifaretto crew, it's a fucking
Chinese fire drill over there

-especially now that Carlo is absent.
-I know.

I want you to skipper that thing.

-Really?
-Fucking thing is one big ATM machine.

All our construction with New
York folds right into your kick.

Yeah.

Jesus Christ, I thought you'd be pleased.

I didn't hand you the
diagnosis of the clap.

With due respect, I'd
like to just mull it a little.

I'm no spring chicken no more. I
don't want to have me dying on you

-leaving you worse off than before.
-You with the dead thing.

You got the arms and
upper body of a 20-year-old.

I gotta work at that.

And I had the prostate.

All right, sure.

Go ahead.

I'm a little miff led,
but, yeah, sit with it.

Thanks, T. This means
everything, your faith in me.

In the line of duty. But
we're short-handed.

Anyway, mid-60s, probably
used the payphones.

We don't have payphones. Just a
couple of stations have them anymore.

[WINDOW ROLLS DOWN]

[HUMS SPORTS THEME]

Get in.

[HUMS THE TUNE]

Activity. That's good.

-I can already see a difference.
-Yeah.

Gonna get back at it myself.

Listen…

I'm gonna join the Army.

What?

Did you sign any shit?

No, but this week I will.

-I gotta deal with Rhiannon first.
-Rhiannon? What about your mother?

-Her too.
-Are you nuts?

-You wanna get sent to Iraq?
-Afghanistan.

-The Army's probably good for my career.
-You don't have a career.

Right. My ultimate goal is to
qualify for helicopter pilot training.

Afterwards go to work for Trump
or somebody, be their personal pilot.

[STAMMERS]

I'm not even gonna tell
your mother about this.

And don't you do nothing until
we've had another chance to talk.

-You hear me?
-Yes.

He's gonna join the fucking Army.

I gotta be frank

you people got him
out of his room, great,

-so he can be cannon fodder?
-I wasn't aware of this latest plan.

[DOOR OPENS]

Sorry.

I should have gone
before we left the house.

Still on the Army thing.

On the other hand, I'm
thinking he could benefit

from the training, the discipline.

Maybe the Army'd be great for
him if there wasn't a war going on.

Oh, I didn't tell you, he spent $200
on a set of CDs that teach Arabic.

Jesus Christ, come on. "Shish
kebab." What else do you need to know?

He used to just veg in front of that TV.

He says he wants to get past the
hate, focus it only on the terrorists.

-I really can't reveal much more.
-Right. Even though we're paying.

This whole therapy
thing, I gotta tell you…

What?

My mother was a borderline personality.

So what?

-I don't know if you knew that.
-No.

-I did not have a very happy childhood.
-No?

-There was little love in the house.
-He's mentioned your mother very briefly.

A very difficult woman… …undermining.

I tried to place her in a retirement
community for her own good

she turned on me completely.

You see, I never could please my mother.

To what do I owe this
chance to go sake bombing?

We used to have dinner all the time.

You're gonna get married and
my chances are flying by me.

-Yeah.
-So, your brother, our little soldier boy

what do you think is
wrong with that cucuzza?

The world is a sad, fucked-up place.

If there's so much suffering in the world,
why did you go off the pediatrician bit?

We talked about that.

You wanted to be a
lawyer for black people.

Oh, that's all I said? Really?

What I said was, the state
can crush the individual.

-New Jersey?
-The government.

Specifically, the federal government.

And what about little babies
in the face of meningitis?

You know what really turned me?
Seeing the way Italians are treated.

It's like Mom says. And if we can
have our rights trampled like that

imagine what it's
like for recent arrivals.

-Well…
-If I hadn't seen you

dragged away all those times by the FBI

then I'd probably be a
boring suburban doctor.

[ROCK SONG PLAYING]

Bye-bye. Wave "bye-bye, Grandpa."

-Bye-bye, Pop-pop.
-Say "Bye-bye."

Bye-bye. Bye-bye. [COOING]

I gotta make a phone call.
I'll meet you at the drugstore.

Tell the goddamn
pharmacist to call Dr. Iaconis.

I should get a 60-day
supply of the Plavix.

Phil! Phil!

Oh, my God!

Phil!

Oh, my God!

Help! Help me!

My God! Oh, my God!

My babies! Somebody help!

Help me! The babies!

-Somebody help me!
-Okay, okay.

Help me, please!

Oh, God, they're locked in there!

-[HEAD SQUISHES, POPS]
-[PATTY WAILS]

-Oh!
-Oh, shit!

[RETCHES]

[SPEAKING ARABIC]

-Seen metro news?
-No.

Your old beat. Phil Leotardo got popped.

Damn. We're gonna win this thing.

Okay.

As your parents we don't feel
joining the Army is in your best interest.

This country is in a crisis.

How can one soldier stop it?

When my enlistment's up, I
could join the CIA or something.

And with a military
background I'd have a leg up.

And as an Arabic
speaker, I'd be really useful.

I don't understand. You're
gonna ask the Donald for time off

from your pilot job
to go on CIA missions?

-Everything's a joke to you.
-I'm not having a good time.

Did you or did you not want
me to go to military school?

But I started to cry.

At least you'd have come out an officer.

Even then I was opposed
to it. I hate this idea.

I'm applying for Officer's
Candidate School.

I want to be a liaison officer
with the local population anyway.

Officer's Candidate School?

You have terrible grades.
You flunked out of college.

Here we go. That's
all this is about, right?

No, Anthony, that's
not what this is about.

You don't want to go to college,
fine, but don't get your legs blown off.

Always with the drama.

So, what does your girlfriend
say, the fashion model?

-She doesn't think I should go either.
-Well?

Not that long ago you
talked about owning a club.

Right. You had a problem with that too.

A lot of your friends are
in film school, you say

especially the ones you
used to go to the clubs with.

UH…

So I got this screenplay
from Danny Baldwin.

We met at your cousin's movie.

Danny hoped I'd set him up with
some financing, but I never read it.

Well, you did now.

Yeah, I did now and long story short

it's about a private detective
that gets sucked into the Internet

through his data port.
And he's gotta solve

some murders and
some virtual prostitutes.

I read it. It's scary.

Point is, I talked to Little
Carmine and he's interested

-in developing it through his company.
-He does porn.

He did Cleaver. He's branching out.

You would work for his producer, Inge.

You would be… what is the word…
Development executive on this project.

Really?

What's this gotta do with clubs?

Hollywood and gossip
columns, the nightspots.

And you get some real-world
experience under your belt

you come see me and we will
talk about me investing in a club.

Run that past Rahoony, see what she says.

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]

Somebody's giving grand
jury testimony on something.

-So Carlo has flipped.
-We don't know.

And subpoenas are flying.

My hunch

80 to 90 percent
chance you'll be indicted.

That fucking gun charge.
I get sick when I think of it.

Plus interstate fraud and if
Carlo starts talking, homicide.

Give me the fucking thing.

Not like we haven't envisioned this day.

-No, no, it's not.
-Look, trials are there to be won.

That's the easiest omelet ever.

In 10 seconds you can
open a can of instant soup,

or you can make
homemade soup from scratch

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[TV CHATTERING]

[SHRIEKING]

Oh, my gosh, I won, I won, I won, I won!

[TV CONTINUES CHATTERING]

[SIGHS]

So?

With all due respect, and I mean
that from the bottom of my heart

-I'm gonna pass.
-I don't fucking believe this.

-Why?
-Every guy who ran that crew

-died prematurely.
-Come on.

I beat cancer once. You've got
no idea what that does to you.

-Yeah, I know, but Jesus…
-Richie Aprile, Ralphie M.I.A., Vito,

and who knows what
the fuck with Carlo, Gigi.

Gigi died taking a shit.

Doesn't mean it's not
part of an overall pattern.

Paulie, are you gonna deny
yourself life-changing money

a package to leave your niece who has MS?

It's like your bullshit with the cat.

The fucking animal catches
mice for us, but you'd drown it.

-I would.
-He's not looking at Christopher.

A rat died in the wall
back there or some shit.

I moved the picture. The fucking
thing came to the new spot and stared!

It's the abstract shapes or something.

Tell you this

since he's dead

my gambling luck's done a 180.

Oh, okay. It's fine for
you to believe that shit,

but I can't worry about a jinx?

Ton, I never told this to
another living soul, but…

-Yeah?
-One time at Da Bing

I was alone to meet Eddy Lind.

I saw the Virgin Mary.

Why didn't you say something?

Fuck strippers, we could've had a
shrine, sold holy water in gallon jugs.

Could've made billions.

I tell you something deep in
my heart and you laugh it off?

I'm not saying there's nothing out
there, Paulie, but to not live your life?

What the fuck are you gonna do?

You don't want the job,
you don't want the job.

I can put Patsy in there.

He's gonna be part of my
family now. It'd be good.

Prick.

You always know what
to say to me, don't you?

No, I'm serious.

I live but to serve you, my liege.

Well, they had to get it for me.

There's no real public
transport out here.

But I said no more SUV.

[CAR ALARM CHIRPS]

-[ENGINE REVS LOUDLY]
-[UPBEAT SONG PLAYING]

Well, that's the cool part.
Twenty-three Highway. It's not so bad.

[UPBEAT SONG PLAYING]

Hey.

[LAUGHING]

Hey.

Oh, listen, we're not
eating at home tonight.

-I thought we'd go to Holsten's.
-You said we'd have manicotti.

I got meetings with carpenters.

[UPBEAT SONG CONTINUES]

[BIRD CHIRPING]

Holsten's is the consensus.

I gotta see some
people. I'll meet you there.

-Carter?
-That's correct.

And you win $400. [AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]

Your spin, Marcia.

[RATTLING]

-Joker, Africa and Quotations.
-Sir.

-I'll take Quotations for 100, please.
-Sir, sir, excuse me.

"All I know is just what I read…" where?

-"In the papers."
-That's right. You have $200.

-Your spin, Ron.
-Okay, thank you, Jack.

Law Enforcement, Quotations and a Joker.

Let's take Quotations for 100, Jack.

[GAME SHOW CONTINUES]

-Hello.
-What, you don't recognize me?

We used to play catch.

You don't remember that you shot me?

[BIRDS TWITTERING]

Enough with the fucking
birds. I'm Anthony, Johnny's son.

Fuck you want, a boutonniere?

All right, listen to me. Uncle Pat came to
see me about Janice, about your money.

People keep asking me. I don't know.

There's a man from another
galaxy that came here.

That's your accountant.

I'm confused!

Any money should go
to Bobby Baccala's kids.

Now Janice may not do
that, but Bobby was with us.

He's a made guy. Wouldn't be right.

Me, I never had kids.

You remember where your
stash is, you let Uncle Pat know.

Me as the head of the family

I'll hold on to it as a
guardian, for Bobby's kids.

-You remember Bobby?
-Sure.

You don't know who I am, do you?

Remember Johnny?
Johnny boy, your kid brother?

[SIGHS]

"This thing of ours."

I was involved with that?

You and my dad.

You two ran North Jersey.

-We did?
-Yeah.

HMM.

Well, that's nice.

-[POP SONG PLAYING]
-[PEOPLE CONVERSING, LAUGHING]

[SONG PLAYING]

[SONG CONTINUES]

-Hey.
-Hey.

-What looks good tonight?
-I don't know.

[SNIFFS]

-Where's cucuzza?
-He just called. He's on his way.

Med's coming separately.
She had to go to the doctor.

Switch birth control.

Did you talk to Mink again?

It's Carlo. He's gonna testify.

Onion rings.

Best in the state as
far as I'm concerned.

Shit.

[SONG CONTINUES PLAYING]

How was work today?

All I do is get coffee and
place endless phone calls.

You may not realize it
but you're making contacts.

It's an entry-level job. So buck up.

-Right, focus on the good times.
-Don't be sarcastic.

Isn't that what you said one time? "Try
to remember the times that were good"?

-I did?
-Yeah.

Well, it's true, I guess.

I went ahead and
ordered some for the table.