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46 Long Captioned by HBO Communications Center, copyright 1999 Home Box Office, a division of Time Warner Entertainment Company, L.P. Page 1 Page 2 > > |
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| We've seen arrests and prosecutions in Florida and elsewhere of top mob figures... What are you doin', put that back! What's the situation on the ground today, right now, in the mob? (Male) confusion, instability, vacuum at the top. What caused the decline? Your sister's ass. (Male) an aggressive government policy over two decades to behead wasn't it, at least in part, a disregard within the mob itself, of the rules that served the old dons so well? If the shoe fits... Sil, cheer me up, babe. Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back. Huh, is that pacino or is that pacino? Fucking spittin' image. (Interviewer) Vincent Rizzo... Former soldier in the Genovese family, government witness do you agree with US Attorney Braun? The party's over. He is a wiseguy, please elaborate. Cloning. Mexicans are huge in that. It's fascinating, gotta admit it. 'Cause they work as parking valets. (Rizzo) now, do I mean that organized crime is gonna pack its bags voluntarily and go the way of the dodo bird? What the fuck are you talking about? Mexicans. What about them? Cell phones. I'm not talking about cloning cell phones. Jesus, i'm talking about fucking sheep. Science. I tell my kids, only god can make a life. Guy here asks, what if they had cloned princess di? You know the hey-dey? The golden age, or whatever of the mob? That's gone. And that's never coming back. And they have only themselves to blame. They pay this chiachiadon I think it's drug trafficking and I think that ruined everything. You're lookin' at a mandatory, 35-to-life in prison. Guys started to rat on each other just so they could avoid prosecution. You were talkin' about that princess di, you think the royal family had her whacked? Last time I take a fuckin' limo in paris. Like you were ever in paris. I went over for a blow job. Your mother was working the bon bon concession at the eiffel tower. Sil, you hear what I told him? I told him I went over for a blow job. Your mother was working the bon bon concession at the eiffel tower. I got a list of people as long as my leg I wouldn't want cloned. The fuckin' mayor of new york, that's the guy least likely to get cloned. (Interviewer) so the code of silence... You're always gonna have organized crime. Always. As long as the human being has certain appetites for, gambling, pornography, whatever, someone's always gonna surface to serve these needs. Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in. | 
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| Car problem... You got dvd players in back? Don't hurt me. The only people that get hurt are the ones who try to be fuckin' jerk offs. Now step down, nice and easy, move. Come on, he's got the dvd players. Quick and painless, nobody wants to hurt your ass. Okay, but you gotta tie me up. You gonna be a jerk off now? My boss is gonna think I'm in on it. Do we look like we're tryin' for a merit badge, we travel around with rope? I got some in the cab, please, I need this job. Okay, jesus christ, get him the rope. I don't know who in the company gave up the route, but there's no way I could walk away unscathed without being fired. You want to be scathed? Yeah, so it looks like I didn't give up without a struggle. Whoa! Okay, that's cool, thank you. That's enough. No, wait. Ahh! Scathed? Scathed. |  |
| Mr. Miller, my science teacher, he got his car stolen. You're kidding? From where, his house? Uh-uh, right from his parking spot at school. A saturn, he only had it like a year. (Meadow) those security people at the school are a joke. Did you hear what anthony jr. Just said? Mr. Miller's car got stolen. Refresh my memory, who's he again? He's your son's science teacher. ... While the miller told his tale... You're up early, dad. He just bought the car a year ago. So insurance'll pay. Yeah, but they don't give full value. And these poor teachers, they don't make a lot. So he can work his summer vacation. Maybe you could help find it. Funny, I thought I told you I changed my name from lo-jack to anthony soprano. Laugh, I thought i'd pee in my pants. Seriously, though, pussy's got a body shop. He couldn't ask around? (Meadow) I'm late. What are you getting in science? D-plus. I'll see what I can do. That's not what I meant. He gotta work for his grades! Her face at first that ghostly whatever... Turned a whiter, shade of pale... I'm going back to bed. See you later. Bye, dad, here, eat this. | 
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| Technology comes to the bing. (Pussy) hey, christopher, where you been? Let's go... Come on! Hey, is the load here? Yeah. (Phone ringing) Georgie, if a guy named serge calls, tell him i'll be right back. Tony, this new phone system, hold, conference, sometimes I get confused. How complicated is it?! You answer the phone, you take the message, the voice mail only comes on if you let the phone ring. Jesus christ, georgie.
I hear there's not as many titles available as on laser. There's more coming, though. My internist told me the picture's not that different from laser either. But the sound, way improved. Good. 'Cause nothing beats popping up some Orville Redenbachers and listening to "men in black". Alright, fuck it. No, it's a godamn riot, that's all. I'll be glad to hook it up, ton'. I used to be an installer. Why can't you be nice to brendan? We've discussed that. |
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| I was just gonna come looking. It's the guy, for you. Serge? I'll take it over here. Serge...? You press "hold" when you transfer a call. I'm sorry, tony. Now he's not gonna call back. Bren's a good earner, T. This jack was his plan. He's a good kid but I don't like that methamphetamine. Ah fuck, I gotta call my mother. Hello? Hello, ma? Oh, look who calls. How ya' doin'? I was wondering when you were gonna call. Well, you can stop wonderin' now, this is it, I'm callin' ya. I called you yesterday, remember? You were supposed to call me back. I phoned your house, some operator answered. I couldn't understand a word she was saying. Ma, how many times I gotta tell ya', that's not an operator, it's an answering machine. Oh, fancy, fancy. Let me turn off the heat under these mushrooms. (Brakes screeching) you and my mother, you're like two peas in a pod. She can't master the phone either, but she's 70-years-old. What's your fuckin' excuse? What is she doing now? (Mushrooms sizzling) oh, my god. Oh, my god! Ma? Ma! Hey ma! Oh, my god! Where the hell is she? Who is this? It's anthony! The mushrooms, they're on fire! Get the fire extinguisher under the sink, the one I gave you, get it. Oh, my god, the wall's getting all black. Alright ma, hang up and call 911. Ton' the guy's on the second line. Aren't you coming over? You press hold, godammit. Listen ma, i'm 40 minutes away. You hang up and you call 911 and leave the house. Look at how I live. Ma, hang up and call 911. (Carmela) hello? Carmela, my mother's got a fire in the kitchen. Oh, my god! Look, she's calling 911. Could you get over there please? Yeah, I'm on my way. Thank you, baby, I know you're busy. Serge? Alright, listen, I can talk to you right now. I gotta go to an outside line, give me your number. Alright, alright, I'll call you back. Is your mom okay? This shit cannot go on like this. Hey, T, hey, T! This teacher, they stole his car. You got a plate number? Call my wife. | 
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| Have a nice day, ma'am. Thanks, fellas. No problem. Ma... I wish you would let me get somebody in here to help you. You shouldn't be alone. Help me what? With the housework. I have my ways. A stranger could care less about doing it right. Can I tell you something though, ma? You need company. Don't start with that nursing home business again. This not a nursing home, it's a retirement community. You want me to make you a little pastina? Get a little something in your stomach? Ma, I've told tony and I've told you many times. You know you can always come live with us. I know when i'm not wanted. I just invited you to come and share my home. If you want me to beg, that's different. Leave this place? That my husband and I shared? Change can be a positive. He was a saint. That son of mine, is he still having those fits? They're not fits, ma, they're anxiety attacks. He's on medication. |  |
| What BMW is chargin' us for paint? It's been that way for six months. When was I last here? Hey... Maybe caught a break here, boss. A shop on Watchung avenue said that some guys brought in a saturn and these plates, tryin' to unload it for parts. Are you tellin' everybody this car's for tony soprano? And leave it all in one piece? Yeah, sure, it's for the kid's teacher. My guys said that one of those goofballs had a uniform on from, "buttfuck's". Whatever, the coffee shop. I guess the guy works there. Watchung avenue and what? I'm fuckin' Rockford over here. | |
| (Clerk) decaf cappucino primo, non-fat magnifico, and a double espresso, regulare. I'll take you over here, sir. I think I'll have an espresso. Paulie, you want anything? They got any, just coffee? Our cafe du jour is new zealand peaberry. Marone! Whatever. That's $4.20, pick it up over there. One medium du jour, one single espresso, regulare! Here, keep it. Honey, let me ask you. My wife was in the body shop around the corner on watchung avenue the other day. The guy in front of her leaves and she sees he dropped his money clip. But he was already gone. And we'd like to get it back to him. She said he was wearing a uniform, like that there. Real black hair, she said, tall, little earring. I'm sorry sir, but these stores are everywhere. Tell me about it. The fucking italian people. How did we miss out on this? What? Fucking espresso, cappucino. We invented the shit and all these other cocksuckers are getting rich off it. Yeah, isn't it amazing? And it's not just the money. It's a pride thing. All our food, pizza, calzone, buffalo mozzarella, olive oil. These fucks have nothing. They ate "pootsie" before we gave them the gift of our cuisine. But this, this is the worst. This espresso shit. Take it easy. | 
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| So, she finally agreed to have somebody come in days. Carmela called an agency, and they sent over this trinidadian woman. But no matter what I do I feel guilty. Why? Well, the real reason is I know I can't let her live with us. That doesn't seem very practical, given her personality. It's my wife, she won't allow it. Where are your sisters in all of this? Oh, they cut it off with her a long time ago. Ain't no way she's bunkin' with them. So, you're carrying all this guilt, when your mother is clearly someone who has great difficulty maintaining a relationship with anyone. But she's my mother. You're supposed to take care of your mother. She's a little old lady. Not to you. She's very powerful. Bullshit. You accord this little old lady an almost mystical ability to wreak havoc. Let me tell you something. You definitely don't want to get her started. There are some people who, are not ideal candidates for parenthood. Come on, she's an old sweetie pie. What were some of the good experiences you remember as a child? The loving, warm ones? Well, one time we were down at the shore. Around '68, '69, the whole family. My father, he tripped, and he fell down the stairs and we were all laughin'. The whole family was laughin'. My mother, was laughing. Any other loving experiences? Hey, she's a good woman. She put food on that table every night. I'm the ungrateful fuck, 'cause I come here, and I complain about her, and I let my wife exclude her from my home. |  |
| (Ringing bell) hey, ma! You perrilyn? Yes. Tony soprano. How ya doin'? I'm fine, thank you. Olivia, your son is here. And isn't he a handsome 'ting? And look what he brought. Listen, let's get one thing straight. The hours you're here taking care of my mother, no ganja, okay? Hey, ma! I'm not dead... Unfortunately for some. The tall ones are delphiniums. You know, frankie valli, when he visits jersey? This is the florist he uses. (Perrilyn) aren't they beautiful? Do you want me to put them on the dining room table? You make sure the bottom of that vase isn't wet. Mister tony, would you like some tea or something? Coke, thanks. So, how's it going today? She's stealing. Who? The ditsoon, who! That beautiful plate aunt settimia took from that restaurant in rome, it's gone! I don't know, ma, she seems like a nice person. She doesn't fool me for a second. (Humming) you sure she stole it? You sure you didn't give it to one of the relatives? You keep forcing your possessions on people thinkin' you're gonna die. I wish it was tomorrow. And she's so forward too. Who does she think she is? She's happy, ma, she's singin'. Anthony, I don't want her around here. I can manage somehow. No, I'm not cavin' in to you this time. She's stays. Your uncle called here, looking for you. Uncle junior? He sounded agitated. | 
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| Jackie, you're the boss. Tell 'em to leave comley truckin' alone. I didn't know, it was a comley truck. For 21 fuckin' years comley's been putting food on my table, protection money. Hey, chris didn't know going in. Bullshit. You want my dvd player? You can watch "grumpy old men". You gonna be a fuckin' funny boy too? Hey, you sopranos... Jackie, you go around hoping you and your uncle could settle the thing, just the two of you, not be invited to a fuckin' sit down. You got fucking chirakowas working for you, you don't control them! Here we go, here we go. Jackie, you got a ruling? The kids who hit the truck, they make restitution to junior. Done, it's done. Christopher Moltisanti's a fucking loose cannon. And that filone kid... For this, you get a man out of his sick bed? Hey, fuck that shit. Giacomin', how you feeling? I may be acting boss while the old man's a guest of the government but I wish somebody would tell my bowels, because they don't obey. Ah, the fuckin' chemo. Maybe I should name a successor. This day and age? Who wants the fucking job? Your mom tells me you got a girl coming in to help? That's good. Alright, I gotta go. See you soon? We okay... Alright. A "smoke", he hires, for his own mother. |  |
| Mikey! How's the boy? What boy's that, ton'? The one you sleep with. I'm just kiddin', how ya doin'? How's my uncle treatin' ya? We're covering our nut. But your nephew, what's, he retarded? He still likes to play with trucks? What if jerry lewis heard you talkin' like that? That's muscular dystrophy. It's too bad they don't have a telethon for fuck-face-itus. They find a cure yet? Come on, i'm just kiddin' ya. Come on, you're a good sport. Alright, you're alright? Yeah, I'm alright. You alright? Yeah, I'll see you later. |  |
| (Customer chatter) a guy fitting the description does work in this here branch. Name's edwardo arnaz. Him and his gay lover both work here. And I got the address. Paulie, you listening to me? Yeah. Oh, again with the rape of the culture? Can we go find these spice girls already and get this over with? |  |
| (Door slams) that's it!! What happened? Beats me. Did you say something to her? I know how to talk to people. These blacks, who knows what they're gonna take the wrong way. So she's gone! (TV chatter) | |
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