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Denial, Anger, Acceptance 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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| (horn honking) you should have just rang the doorbell, Brendan. C'mon. Hey, you, yeah, you! What are you doing? We found this truck on the side of the road. I think some kids-- I don't know. There might be some transmission trouble. You might want to check it out. What's going on here? Hey, that's the truck. The one that was stolen in Newark? Hey... What are you doing with the truck, asshole? It's a gift from Tony soprano. Let's call the cops. Those are the fucking guys that killed hector. I don't fucking believe it. We just returned maybe the biggest score of my whole year. Listen, you fuck. Uncle junior's been breaking Tony's balls because you hijacked that truck. You're lucky Tony doesn't shove the cab up your ass. |  |
| What else did comley say? Nothing much. That there was some stuff missing from the truck. But he didn't give a fuck as long as the thing's back. Then he said to tell Tony thank you, and if there's anything Tony needs he should give him a call. Tony? Those fucking junkie fucks, they work for Tony? They hijack Tommy's truck, I get it back, and Tommy's thanking Tony? I think you should've taken care of this Christopher Moltisanti thing the minute it first happened. You should've sent a clear-cut single... You fuck with junior soprano-- take it easy. We're not making a western here. Fucking family. I bought his kid a $400 surfboard for his birthday. |  |
| Mr. Soprano? How you doing? What's that, a trick picture out there? Which? The barn. And the old tree all rotted out inside. It's just a picture I bought... I remember, in a little gallery in province town. That is a special made psychological picture. Like that... That what-do-you-call-it test. The corshack. You think I want to trick you? No. What does that picture say to you? It says ,"hey, asshole, we're from Harvard" and what do you think of this spooky depressing barn and this rotted out tree we put here?" It's depressing and scary to you? Not to me. But it's got that built right into it. How are things? Good. I had a real good week. Friend of mine's in the hospital. That's never pleasant, but... Otherwise I'm having a good week. What's he in for? First they thought it was an ulcer. You know, then this and that. You worried about him? Jackie? Jackie's so fucking mean, he'll scare that cancer away. Your friend has cancer. | 
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| Hey, Jackie. When they hook you up do you always make sure they don't have air in your veins, or you think that's bullshit? What do you mean? This is a good hospital, sweetheart. Nothing like that's gonna happen here. Air in the line will kill you. You know who else-- hey. You know who else has cancer? Tommy DiPalma. He's got it much worse than you, though. It's eating his brain away. (Tony) hey, somebody having a baby or what? Hey! How you doing? How are you? How you feeling? Good, good. (Tony) rosalie, how you doing? How you been? Jackie, looking well, pal. Thank you. Here, Ro, for you. You're beautiful, you're beautiful. Hey, mikey, nice to see you again... In mens' clothing. I think I should grab a fire extinguisher. I heard a friend of yours had a spontaneous combustion in his restaurant. I'm going down to the cafeteria, hon. You want me to bring anything back? A plate of brasciole. You look good, what do they got grappa in this thing? I wish. See you later, I got some errands. Give junior my love. I will. Hey. Tell my uncle I sent back the fucking truck. Now give me that quart of vinegar peppers he owes me. Sure. Thank god he left. He's a nice guy, but he's like the grim fucking reaper. It's like he knows every guy with a fucking cancer cell and he can't wait to tell you. Jackie, you might be a candidate for clinical trials. These stem cell therapies-- paulie, don't you listen? He don't want to hear no more cancer talk. Get the fuck out of here. Trust me, you caught a break being Jewish. See what I got to deal with? Jews. That's right, I knew there was something. Tony, you know that guy Teittleman? Owns all that property. The motel down the street from the club. The Jew with the black clothes and curls and everything. They're called Hassidim. Ah see'd him but I don't believe him. What's he want, this teittleman? He wants a divorce for his daughter. What are you talking about? Teittleman's son-in-law will not give teittleman's daughter the consent unless teittleman gives him 50% of his motel. Called a "get". They call it a "get". Why don't he just... It's taboo for their religion. You know about this shit? Run. Trust me. You don't want to do business with these people. He said there's 25 large in it if we could get him this here "get". There's an old saying amongst Jews. When a Jew gets a divorce, even the altar sheds tears. I heard enough. Look, I'm getting kind of tired here. Hey guys, let's go get a cup of coffee, c'mon. See you later, jackie. | 
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| (Singing) all through the night while the moon her-- that crash you all heard was meadow soprano jumping her cue-- miss marris, we're really exhausted from studying for S.A.T.'s. We were up past two last night. Are you her lawyer? No. Why they'd schedule the S.A.T.'s the same week as our recital-- same day. What? (Group muttering) get kicked out of concert singers and there goes our best extra curricular. Goodbye Berkeley, hello glassboro state. I cannot wait until the whole north American land mass is between me and Tony and carmela. New jersey blows. I want to go to Berkeley so bad. The whole east, I can't deal anymore. So we don't sleep until after the S.A.T.'s. |  |
| Don't mind the mess, I wasn't expecting company. I couldn't wait, I had to see the new house. Where's king Arthur? He's downstairs, this plumbing. Here? Yeah. I love the coziness. Welcome to the neighborhood. Well, the school district anyway. Carm, you did not have to do this. I mean, we don't see each other like we used to-- I want that to change. Could this be artie bucco? Hey! Capitan! Place looks good. Needs a little work, but, we'll get there. You need some startup cash until the insurance settlement on the restaurant comes. Ha, insurance! There'll be an Italian president before I see any insurance money. What are you talking about, I thought all that was settled. Join the club. They're putting through a second arson investigation. What do they think, you're mobbed up? You're a working stiff, for chrissake. It doesn't make any sense. Who would burn down a perfectly good restaurant? It's stupid. Insane. Sorry, artie. Life goes on, no. I could always be a plumber, no. Only one concept to master, shit runs downhill. Yes, it does. Come in the kitchen, I'll buy you a beer. | 
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| Mr. Soprano. Mr. Teittleman. My pleasure. Please, have a seat. Thank you. Sylvio you know. Paulie. Paulie. How are you? This is my son. Does he have a name or do we have to give him one? I'm sorry, it's hillel. You know the story about my daughter and her husband? Yeah, he knows. You have a daughter, Mr. Soprano? Yes. Call me Tony. What with would you do if your daughter was abused by her husband? Talk to him. Yeah in ball peen hammer. I think you understand my anger. He's not only harming my daughter, but he's mocking our laws of marriage. Look, let's understand each other from the get-go. I'm in the carting and waste management business. I'm only here 'cause I'm a friend of sylvio's, you're a friend of sylvio's. You may be having a family problem I can help you with, and if I can do it, that'll make me happy. What's your fucking problem, hal? Please finish. I do understand you're being shaken down for 50% of your motel. Correct. The rabbi goon squads that used to smack these husbands around to get the divorce, they've been put out of business by the DA's office. Alright 25%. He wants 50, we get 25. I don't understand. That's 'cause I'm not talking to you. Give me what I want, Mr. Soprano, and you have a deal. It's done. Let these people into our motel and you'll never get them out. That's a commercial, isn't it? | 
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| Julio, before lunch I want you to do bedding inventory. Intiendes? Sí, sí. Half hour, and no cervesas, please. (Rings bell) yes, may I help you? That depends, are you Ariel? That also depends. Are you a bill collector? What is this, the catskills? We want to talk to you about your father-in-law. I'm sorry, he's not here. We know he's not here, but we want to talk to you about him and you... And him. This little problem that you're having. Look... I don't know who you are. But any problem I may or may not be having with my family is none of your matter. So get out of here. No, look, shlomo is a friend of mine. And you're bragging this? Listen, listen, you couldn't possibly understand what's going on here. Shlomo is an arrogant, ignorant control freak. I know him since before I had hair on my petzel. I made this place. The flyers, the car rental drop-off, the business breakfasts, that was me, not him. So I sweated blood into this place and he owes me. And I intend to get what's mine. So, please, don't embarrass yourself any further. Just leave. I'm not embarrassed, you embarrassed? Listen, to me, you weirdo fuck. You give shlomo whatever the fuck he wants, and you forget this 50% shit. You got nothing coming to you. Nothing! You understand me? Nothing! Fuck you! Bupkus, say bupkus, paulie. That's how they say "nothing". Fuck that, this is how I say nothing. How's that for nothing?! | 
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| You know what? Probably not. The fund-raiser for pediatric hospital, I'm gonna hire artie and charmaine to cater it. Carm, this fund-raiser, since when do we open our house to strangers? You're right. Let's just move back to italy, we'll live in a little hill town just like our ancestors, put a big wall around it, and we'll throw burning oil on all the travelers that knock at the gate. (Loud music playing) C'mon! Poor charmaine. I tried to find nice things to say about that house. It's not bad. Just needs a little work, that's all. Those two are so broke. That fire. If insurance would get off its ass. You think it could've been arson? What's the hell's the matter with you? Hey!! I can't believe you guys didn't get enough for us. Yeah, put Matt on. What's going on in here? You trying to damage your inner ears? We're studying. These are just practice tests and they're brutal. Do your parents know you're here this late, cacciatore? Yeah, they don't care. She's sleeping over. can hunter please sleep over? Start sleeping then, study time's over. We still have six more chapters left. Then can you keep the decibel level down please? For my husband. Matt, I'm serious, you guys. Matt, if we can't score some crystal, we're dead. | 
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| Okay, so, with this budget we can do three waiters for the pierced hors d'oeuvres, two for the champagne. It's such a load off, your helping me. This whole party has me at sixes and sevens. The pediatric hospital is such a worthy cause. Oh, no. Oona! There is fingerprints all over the breakfront. I want this place to sparkle. She's usually very good. From poland. |  |
| (Tv) please get in the car, sir. C'mon, c'mon. Like the cop will be calling this asshole sir if the fucking cameras weren't around. I saw this one anyway. So then why don't you call tony, so he can call junior and see if we can change the fucking channel. (Doorbell) get that, will you, babe? Sure, I'm the only one who has to go to work around here. Restaurant hostess, real tough work. It's your little cousin. How you doing? What are you doing here? Yeah, hello to you too. Hunter, what are you doing? Don't mind him, his brain is fried. Do you want a soda or something? How about a beer? Yeah right. Just kidding. I'll have a coke if you have one. What do you want, meadow? I think she wants something from me. In your dreams, brendan. If you don't want something, what do you want? I want to cop. Here you go. What do you mean cop? Score. We want to score some crystal. Yeah? You got money? Shut up, you ain't giving them shit. Why not? How about for starters your father will put a built in my head. Since when do you take speed, anyway? She doesn't, I need it to study for exams. Yeah right, hunter needs it. Forget about it, no fucking way. What? He just craves attention, hunter. Fine, I just thought i'd ask you before we went down to jefferson avenue. Those moolinyans will rob, you rape you and leave you on the side of the road. I don't know what you see in him. Money. What do you think? Fuck you. See you christopher. I got my own money. What about me? Nobody's gonna say goodbye to me? Bye. Bye guys. You can't let her go down to jefferson ave. They'll sell her ajax. She's not gonna go down there. She's just trying to get me to give her some speed. Isn't it better if she gets it from you with all that poison that's floatin' around? Kids, you think you can protect them. But you can't. | 
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| (Tv) as the rainy season approaches. The chimps will alter their eating habits... Hey. You watching that nature shit again? Hey, what are you doing here so late? My kid stepped on a nail, I had to get him a shot. Where is he? Down at the emergency room with carmella. What ever happened with the jew at the motel? They reached out to him, he wasn't receptive, they're going back. Want me to leave? No problem, just looking for my nurse's pen. I think you got the wrong room there, hon, 'cause you are not my nurse. I know, but I made up the bed. No sweetheart I have not been out of this bed all day. I'm sorry, I just need to check vitals while i'm here. Hey, what are you doing? That seems to be working fine. Look at these flowers. Nobody sends flower arrangements like new york. Let me just check his... Oops. This damn-- this damn IV Damn, I got it. I seem to be having a problem here. Do you mind if I borrow one of your gowns? It's okay. It's okay. It's a private party. Thank you. Have a nice night. Oh madonn'! I got you! You prick. You should have seen your face. You should have seen your face. You prick! "I haven't been out of bed all day, honey." Who the hell is this? Relax, mr. Aprile. It's time for your sponge bath. | 
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