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C'mon! C'mon. Look at this, look at this plastic. And those weeds. It looks like tobacco road. Nobody gets down here. Anthony! Those dogs are wild dogs! Cemetery dogs. They'll take your hand off. Come over here. Say a "hail Mary" for your grandfather. Lay off, he's a kid. So he should neglect his elders? Just like his father. Yep, real scamp. My son... The mental patient. Remember those trips to the shore? Me and tony used to ride the waves. I taught him how to body surf. My son was brought up right. He needs a psychiatrist for what? To talk about his sex life? Enough. I hate it as much as you do. Anthony! Those dogs could start foaming at the mouth. Hey, grandma, how come you're not supposed to breathe in the cemetery? Who says? It's a joke, for chrissake, say why. 'Cause you'll make the dead people jealous. |
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Here, Becky! Oh, my God, meadow, look out! (Male) come around, come around! Up, up, up! Coming through! I can't watch. Go mead'! You're a brick wall, baby! Brick wall! Good save, c'mon! Look at you with girls' soccer, tony. What do you want from me? My only son's a couch potato. What are you, yellow card happy? Rough play, my ass! Hi, honey. Go get 'em, baby. The fat kid is such a sneak with that elbow. Coach says next year chiara is gonna be one of his stars. C'mon, falcons, let's pull it out, for crissake! Heather dante! A hundred bucks for a goal! What's with ally today? She's sleepwalking out there. She eats at our house three nights a week. I know she's got the energy. That tackle was all ball, asshole! Yeah, zebra, I'm talking to you. You blow that whistle one more time I'm gonna stick it up your fucking ass! Get off the field! Now! Get off the field or your team is gonna forfeit the game. You fucking son-of-a-bitch. Get off the field! (Applause) good job. Hell of a job. Falcons! Falcons, heads up! Red 42! 42! Push! Ally! C'mon, al. You got it, ally, you got it. Yes! (Cheering) did I tell you?! Did I tell you?! He's a brilliant coach. He's a beautiful brilliant genius. What are you, in love with him or what? Frankly, yes. If he steers chiara through to a college scholarship, I'll blow the guy at midfield. Oh, you will? So how's cheffing at dimples? You got to come sample the salad bar. We got a special chemical brightener, keeps the lettuce crisp. How nice. Oh, yeah, it's beautiful. The offer's still there, you want to make a little money. Put some money out on the street at two points, we split the interest. Nice. I can't do the math ton', I'm an artiste. Get outta here. Good job, girls! (Male) absolutely, yeah. And you do that so well, coach. The psychological part is very important. You did a hell of a job, coach. |
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(Phone ringing) melvoin, frolov, schneider, and arkadie. I'm sorry, he's in a meeting, can I take a message? (Uncle junior) So, what's going on with the feds and their fucking indictment? Just put it right down there. The book is off on the 14th ward. I don't want to minimize your position, corrado. Two prior convictions, that places you in jeopardy of sentence under the habitual offender statute. I'm paying you four an hour to hear shit that's already eating my insides. Who had the peppers and egg? Over here. Peppers and eggs, that's what I should've had. "I'd be happy to surrender, Mr. Soprano"? "You can be assured of my full cooperation"? You'd rather they kicked in your front door in the middle of the night? It's a target letter, corrado. I wasn't getting anywhere, so I asked them point blank what your status was. Just testing. That's what a good lawyer would do. So what'd they say? They'd let me know when it was appropriate. I may just stop paying taxes. I'm sick and tired of sitting around on my hands. I'm gonna get the hell out of here. Down to boca with your lady friend? What the fuck you know about her? Works for the jointfitters union. Didn't somebody say? Runs their labor management fund outside the feds oversight. If you can't get your friends jobs, what's the purpose of attaining success? The wheels of justice turn slowly. Take her to Florida. Develop a tan. Where's the key to the partners' crapper? Top right hand draw. Junior, we're working out of a fucking lawyer's office. Is that right? I didn't want to say anything, but this government's case... If there's a leak, it's in tony's boat. You want to tell me my nephew's in bed with the justice department, just say it. Don't stammer around like a fucking spastic. There's something fucking wrong with that guy. I feel it in my gut. I'm worried about you, skipper. I'm sorry mikey, you're a good boy. Fuck this. I'm going to boca. |
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Deena, when you guys showed up to Verbum Dei last year, I thought, "soccer, give me a break, but, your dad makes it seem like this, I don't know, metaphor. Yeah, dad's pretty cool. You guys, where's Al? Supposed to loan me a cig. I'll come with. Al? Ally. Al! If you're smoking, you owe me five dollars. Al? Ally. Ally? Ally, what are you doing?! Ally, oh, my god! |
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Her parents split up. That's why she spends all her time at our house. But the kid was born with a silver spoon. Teen-age girls are under a lot of stress. No, I know this kid. She's great. Was it a genuine suicide attempt? Or was it a suicidal gesture? "Small cutting" is the clinical term. What's "large cutting", O.J. And the missing track suit? It's a cry for help. Her mother says she-- tried this before. Couple times. What else is going on in your life? Life is putting the prozac to the test. It's all that business that keeps popping up in the news? I'd rather talk about my daughter. Principal says girls in sports, they do better. They don't take the drugs, they don't get knocked up. But now this shit. If my daughter ever tried to kill herself... |
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Hey, mama livia, how are you? Do you remember me, Larry Boy Barese? I know who you are. You lit an apartment house on fire and scared your mother half to death. Mama's moving in here on the 15th. I like your shoes, Larry Boy. Mom hasn't been well in the mind. Last week she threw a jar of artichokes at me. She better not throw any artichokes at me. Ma, how you doin'? You remember Larry? Water under the bridge. Yeah. We're gonna take a walk, we'll be right back. You should get some shoes like his. I'll tell you something ton', you've always been a fucking genius, but this last move is the best you ever did. The feds are never gonna surveil an old folks home. I know that's why I got six truckloads of bootleg polident coming in. Hey jimmy, how you doing? Did you get your mother settled into her suite yet? They're not sure they're gonna accept her. They want to see my financial statement again. So this office supply chain coming up from Virginia, what's the deal on them? I spoke to them. I think they're gonna listen to reason on minority hiring. You bet any games? What do they got? |
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What the fuck? (Coach) hup, hup! Knees higher, colgiavani! Eyes ahead, energy girls, energy! I know we're all upset about all that's been going on. But we still have a season left. C'mon, let's go! Coach. Hey, fellas... Sorry, but practice's closed today. I'm trying to keep the team focused. What are you doing? You leaving us? After two fucking years? I told that reporter to wait until after sectionals before he put that in the paper. Coach, look at my little girl out there. You're breaking her heart! Believe me art, I am hugely conflicted. But rhode island doubled my salary! They're giving my daughter a full ride. What could I do? They made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Well, you haven't heard ours yet. C'mon, sil. Buddy, I got a family too. I happened to have a daughter who loves playing soccer very much. He's just kidding about the offer thing. Hey, nobody blew a whistle! Let's not get lazy out here, c'mon! Why don't you go fuck yourself? Excuse me? Hey mead', want me to tell your father? This is my field. Why don't you give me ten laps around the goals. Whatever. Make that twenty. Anybody else want to mouth off? Good! C'mon, let's circle up for keepaway, let's go. Over here. Give me a big circle. Go, c'mon, move it! C'mon! Let's go! |
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My aunts quintima and gemma, they got money out earning on the street. It's like being a banker, you help people. Chiara broke down in tears when she heard the coach was leaving. You don't want to talk about it, fine. I got to go pick up carmela anyway. She's at her sister's. Let me ask you a question... Why does your wife hate me? Charmaine doesn't hate you. You lie like I play the french horn. What? Look at that sfacim' over here. Wearing a cap in a nice restaurant like this. That's one of the things I hated the most when I had my restaurant. It's values today. Standards are crumbling. Would it kill this coach to stick around until my kid graduates? Then let him stay four years for chiara. That burns my ass. Where you going? Take your hat off. Excuse me? They don't sell hot dogs here. They took the bleachers out two years ago. It's my hat, I'll wear it where I want. How you doing? Thank you. Look at him. Douche bag. Good for you. Send him a bottle of montepulciano. And get the license plate of these two guys sitting behind artie. Get the valet to do it. They look like cops. |
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Well, look who's here! Hi! Tony, look who's here. Alphonse, how you doing? Good. You feeling better? Yeah. We're gonna miss that left foot of yours. Tony. No, it's okay, Mr. Soprano. I'm gonna play. No shit. Pardon my french there. Are you sure, ally? Yeah. I had a long talk with coach hauser, and... I'm gonna play, that's all. I told her she didn't have to. She just said she wanted to. Yeah. Did coach pressure you, ally? No, Mrs. Soprano, he would never do anything like that. How's he gonna pressure her? Doesn't have the coglion' to finish what he started. Dad. What? It's what we all wanted. Okay, right? Long as everything's-- look, we're trying to watch this guys, okay? Kick ass, girls, right? Goodnight. |
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Listen, Roberta... What I said earlier... Mm-hmm. I'm serious, you discuss that with anyone, we're gonna go ten rounds. We just skimmed twenty thou off the development fund, and you're worried about a little lecca fica? Will you keep it down? Alright. I'll tell everyone you're a good kisser, I just won't say where. That's my reputation you're playing with. Honey, my lips are sealed. Not too sealed, right? Visual on corrado soprano and female travel companion. 22 hundred hours. Boca lounge. |
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Hey, hey, hey, how's my boy today? Go, go, go! I'm looking for a coach hauser. That's me. Petey, come here. A little something from your friend s a the bada bing club. Brand new, surround sound. Hdtv compatible. Tell them thanks, but-- this fucker's getting heavy here. If this is about rhode island you can tell your friends it's a done deal. I already signed. I don't know what it's about. But the TV stays here. Put it down. No! I mean it! Pick it up! Get the goddamn thing off my property! Look pal, I don't think you quite understand. I understand alright, only too well. You tell your friends I know all about them. If you did, you'd do what they want. Is that a threat? How quickly things change. Let me tell you something, guido-- my name is Clarence. I have friends in law enforcement, and they would call this extortion. C'mon. You tell those assholes don hauser will not be intimidated! I will not be threatened or bribed! I go where I want to when I want to! Hey! |
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