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Episode #4 Transcript
Meadowlands
Captioned by HBO Communications Center,
©1999 Home Box Office,
a division of Time Warner Entertainment Company, L.P.

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(breathing heavy) you gonna say something or what? It's your time. (Bird) what's he doing here? A friend of mine just walked right by. Heshie. He has a three o'clock. Yeah. Yeah, baby. Oh, yeah. What the hell is going on? Thunderstorms. Jackie. Smell it? That's rain. Dr. Melfi, what the hell are you doing to me?
(Russian) go back to sleep.

What are you doing up? You have school tomorrow. Working on a high score. Did your mother go to bed? Yeah. Where were you? The compactor went down at barone sanitation. Move over. Ready? Yeah. Go. Watc h out for the ghosts. This thing ain't steering right. Kicking your butt. So, how are things going with you? How's school? Dad... You have to concentration. New game. Hey. It's called a handicap. C'mon. Stop. Kicking your ass now. One hand. Look at that. Get off. Ow, stop, c'mon. You lose. Focus through distractions. There's a lesson for you. I want you in bed in ten minutes. Andretti, you listening to me? Goodnight, dad. Goodnight.

(Loudspeaker) dr. Nathan, please return to E.R. Where'd you park? In the parking lot. No one followed me. Adriana, you wouldn't know it if they did. Oh, yeah, like tony soprano's hiding in my back seat. You are so paranoid. Bring the car right here! I know he's in disguise. That could be him. Hey, tony! Or maybe he's in the trash can. Come out, come out, wherever you are. Ow. Let go of me! It could be anybody. Any time. I don't even know if it's tony who's after me. Christopher, you gave crystal meth to his daughter. Which I'm not sure he knows. Look at my wrist. It's all red. I'm sorry. I am sorry, but I got dragged out to the fucking meadowlands by my neck. Mock execution. What? What? Nothing. No what? You don't want to know, okay, trust me. Know what? I heard the nurse say you made number two in your pants. Is that what happened? Get the car. Please can we just go to brendan's, score some shit and find out what the fuck is going on?

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Please! (Knocking) let's go, wake up, man. Fool leaves his door open. I got to pee. Go for it. Yo, einstein, you should have seen me at the hospital. It took three nurses to hold me-- (scream) (male on T.V.) You will understand and comply with the following orders.

Yeah. Yeah. Uh-huh. That's the message. Thanks. Way to go, ant. Five, four, three, two. (Beeping) yo. Yo, check it. You think this is funny? What? What's funny? Yeah, I didn't do nothing. You beep me one more time, you're gonna be sorry. We don't know what you're talking about. "Your mother blows." That's a real original message. Yeah, yeah. Maybe she does, right, ant? Yeah. Oh, yeah? Then why'd you scarf up all the donuts she sent us at camp? And used to cry on her shoulder. I'm so homesick, mrs. Piocosta. Well, why don't you shut up. Have another donut, you fat fart-knocker. Fight. Kill him! C'mon. Dick wad. Break it up. Break it up. I want a five minute cool down period, right now. (Bell)

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See you next week, doc. (Female) mr. Dante, you forgot something. Thank you, baby. Don't forget to keep flossing. You saved my life. See you next week, alright? Can I help you, sir? Sir? Sir? I'm having second thoughts. About? This whole thing. This whole arrangement. Security. I mean, I come here, I tell you things. I don't know how safe it is. I un derstand your concerns. But I told you what the ground rules are. As long I don't hear anything incriminating-- you don't fucking get it. Just by being here incriminates me. Somebody sees me they tell somebody else. All of a sudden, I'm a celebrity. I thought we made some progress on your narcissism. Who are you? Why is that so important for you to know? My mother told me never to answer a question with a question. So, your mother did teach you something. Look, if I asked you about your life, who you talk to, who you trust. I'd have to take the 5th. That's cute. Oh... I-- I'm sorry I wasn't aware of what I was... Saying. I'm sorry.

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Hey, what are you doing here? Chris sent me to pick you up. Chris? Why, did something happen? Must be my dad, right. Why else would chris send you? (Hunter) did brendan get my poem? It's probably nothing. Another search warrant. He calls them the federal bureau of annoying bullshit. You told your old man, didn't you? Oh, my god, you scared me to death, what happened to you? This is me and adriana moving to florida 'cause some crankhead puke couldn't keep her mouth shut. What are you talking about? Seriously, did brendan say anything about me? Get us out of here! Get us out! What did you tel l your old man? About the meth, are you insane? He'd have me beaten up. Don't you get it, this is serious. Let go of me. Stop this shit. He's worried about you. He's been asking where you've been, you asshole. I'm sorry if I hurt you. I hate my life being a soprano. Hey, don't ever say you hate life. That's blasphemy. Fuck you. Okay, let's go. Remember like when you were little? I'll buy you one of those happy meals, alright? Where the fuck are you?

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This is a new shirt. Your grandmother bought you this shirt. I find it in the trash. It's a westport. It's not even cool anymore. What did you just say? I got in a fight. I hope it was worth it. I hope you did as much damage to his wardrobe. Who with? I didn't get caught. No demerits. Anthony, who? Jeremy. Jeremy piocosta? You spent all that time together at camp. I thought you were friends. Well, if that's all the information I'm getting, I'm calling mrs. Piocosta. No, ma, wait. Ma, don't call. I swear you kids are going to learn the value of a dollar. I'll wash your car. You never put any effort in. I will, I promise. I'll do it really good. Just don't call, I'll get the money. 40 dollars, anthony. I know, I know.

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Ma... How you doig? What brings you here? Remember that pastry place? Ferrara's. Brought you some macaroons. They're too sweet. What are you talking about? They're your favorite. The activities director, rosie, says they're organizing a trip to the city. Dinner and a show. And you don't want to go. I don't like the people here. You don't know the people here. And that city. Grown men soiling themselves. It's not like that anymore, ma. That giuliani. Maybe we should just stick to the field trip. Mother's throwing their babies out of skyscraper windows. You're always with the babies out the windows. You know, I don't see you trying to mix with the other ladies here. Or talk to the nice gents I see walking around. You're not making the most of your opportunities. What do you care? Out of sight, out of mind. I don't think like that. Not me or carm or the kids. I wish the lord would take me now. You know, I come here to get cheered up. You think that's a mistake? You're being sarcastic. You can't put all your problems on me. This is the most expensive retirement community in new jersey. If you wanted to, you could be happy here. You're just pissing it all down the drain. What beautiful language for your mother. You want the macaroons? I don't care. Leave some out for the lunatics. Goodbye, ma.

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They're saying it might rain today. (Urinating) what the hell are you doing? This place is an hour from my office. An hour. What are you, a woman? Get a bladder transplant. My mother lives here. Well, it's not real convenient for me. It's not convenient. I'm sorry. Why don't we meet down by your precinct. You know, the government would love a few pictures of us together for the scrapbook. What do you got for me? Here. Jennifer melfi, M.D. Yeah, her background, daily routine. And your personal relationship with her is... None of your fucking business. You can't blame a guy for trying. What are you, bored with your life? Oh, yeah, sure. Bustin' whores and junkies. Plus it's a super huge thrill to pay two alimonies on a $40 thousand a year income. Listen, I don't want her touched. I don't want her bothered. I just want to know the who-when-why, that's it. Usual fee. The knicks lost, lieutenant. You're down two large. Lay off the vig? We'll see what kind of job you do. Okay, see you in a few days. What you got in the box there? Macaroons.

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This is awful. I can't deal with this. What kind of god? Huh? Christopher. Where you been? What happened to you? Brendan's dead. What are you talking about? The fish is in my pocket. Brendan's brains are floating in his bathtub. Message job through the eye. Mo green special. Fucking uncle jr. What you talking about, mo green? In one. Mo green's eyes got too big for his stomach so they put a small caliber in his eye. Fucking mikey palmice does their hits. In his glasses, you mean. Glasses, eyes, why you quibbling with me? I'm at the world trade center. What are you doing? Mike palmice's a made guy. Cocksucker didn't have the balls to do it himself. Contracted these fucking russians and he killed my friend. Our response should suit the message. Through the mouth, the guy was a rat. The eye is just how francis framed the shot. For the shock value. Brendan didn't deserve this. Don't try to talk me out of it. Listen to me, you can't touch mikey. Your fucking uncle's pissing on your head. What do you expect me to do? I'm on it. I know where mikey's house is over by route ten. No. He tries to leave, you break his other neck.
 
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Hey, mr. GQ. Got a ticket. How you doing, mikey? How you doing? Son-of-a-bitch. Look... Your suit's wrinkled. Let me fix it up for you. What are you screaming about? Free alterations. (Screaming) missed a spot. This is overdue.

(Laughing) you hear about the chinese godfather? He made them an offer they couldn't understand. You gonna stop this before it gets out of hand? Not even a hello. I'm here because I love you and I respect you. Don't pretend you're paying me respect. A son who throws his mother in an asylum. She lives like a poverett up there. That's none of your business. Your friends, they interfere in my business. They expect me to turn the cheek. The truck and all that was made good to you. I'm sitting here like fucking patience on a monument waiting for discipline to be handed down. Your boys were warned and still they embarrass me. I run my crew my way. What you did was extreme. Now you're my judge? I answer to bigger people than you my friend. Like jackie? Want to take this to his death bed? That nephew of yours, we gave a high colonic, he earns good? He's coming up. Okay. He works for me now. Excuse me? Maybe he gives you agita for a change. You got some set of balls, you know that? Absolutely not. I show you my hand. And you slap it away. What's the matter with you? Why can't we talk like adults anymore, huh? Out. Next time you come in, you come heavy or not at all. You don't mean that.

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So by the time I get to take the sergeant's exam of course the pay scale is frozen by law. Why are we following these people? They grabbed a meal, saw a movie, so what? Lucky for you they stopped off at that package store. I got a juice. Yeah, I can smell the potatoes. Hey, listen, asshole. Same make and model left the scene of a triple homicide on long island. Stay fucking current. So you broke it off with the poor schlub after a week? I know. I feel for you males. It's our goddamn fault you don't know how to act. Oh, admitting mistakes. We tell you to be more sensitive, you join promise keepers. We say get in touch with your feelings. You run off into the woods in a loin cloth, gunking yourself with bear fat, beating a drum. Don't ruin my evening. You know what I mean. Sure you want someone who's sensitive to your needs, but still decisive enough for the occasional grope in the closet. Yeah, something like that. (Sirens) oh, shit. That's all I need. We were going over the speed limit? I wasn't looking. Pull over. (Sirens) license and registration, please. I'm sorry, officer, did I-- did I do something wrong? Detective. You crossed the double line, have you been drinking, sir? We had wine with dinner. Step out of the car please. I don't believe this. Just relax, randall, and do what he says, okay? I need you to walk a straight line to me, sir. Heel to toe. Look. I applaud your vigilance, but this is totally unnecessary. I'm a lawyer. I know i'm under the limit, okay? Open the trunk, please. You want to search my golf bags? Open it! I will not. You ever hear of probable cause? Oh, yeah, that's a real good legal-- what? You resisting arrest? Hey. Vin, would you fucking cool it? He can't do that. Get back in the car. He didn't do anything wrong. Back in the car now. C'mon, let's go. I seen what I thought was a weapon. What the hell's wrong with you, man? Take him. Dui resisting arrest, assaulting an officer. Do it now. What's the-- do it! Jesus. Don't you touch me. You got prime rib at home. Don't be going out for hamburgers. What? What are you talking about? Randall. Randall, I'll folllow you. I'm gonna call my lawyer, you, fuck you!

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She's seeing a Randall curtin, tax lawyer. He lives at... 1242 rennsalear road. Divorced, got two kids. The country club type. Not much in the balls department I might add. Hey, what about her? Her, the good doctor, she's in her office at eight A.M., She lives at six. She orders up a tuna sub and a diet coke. She's got a three bedroom condo in essex fells, shops at pathmark. She's divorced, one kid, 19. Outside of schmucko, she don't get out much. But she does see a shrink. She what? Yeah, she sees a shrink. Once a week. His name is elliot kupferburg. Oh, fuck me. She don't fuck anyone from what I can tell. It's not because she don't got the goods. She left her blinds up. I got some of them victoria's secret type snaps. If you're interested. You know this? Good enough then? Yeah. You got any advil? What am I, a fucking pharmacy now? What do you got on friday's games? I got three bills on rutgers. That'll solve all your problems.
 
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