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All day, every day, 85 and not one drop of rain. And those nights. Bobbi, you are so lucky with this guy. You have no idea. He's a sweetheart underneath it all. I wish I can get Lou to be like him. More sensitive, if you know what I mean. That coral looks good. I don't understand why I always have to ask him for oral sex. Not like you and your corrado. Bebe, listen, I know we always used to yak about our sex lives. I think it would be better if we didn't anymore. Okay. I mean it. Sure. Just you're lucky, that's all.

So ma, you gonna come to the big game? Game? What game? Miss meadow's soccer team is going to the sectionals. Nobody tells me anything. Did everybody hear me just tell my mother about the game? Can't anybody think of anything else to talk about except soccer? Alright. Uncle Jun.', how was boca? Wonderful. I don't go down enough. That's not what I heard. About what? Nothing, I'm sorry. I don't know what I'm talking about. Last time aunt bobbi bought me live piranha. You believe that was a piranha? C'mon. That woman is not your aunt. Livia, I've warned you, stata zit', bobbi's a sweet, sweet girl. What the hell's the matter with you? What did I say? This wife of yours, she's got the giggles. Can I be excused? We just sat down. How you gonna play tomorrow if you don't eat? He's right, mead' you need protein. No, I don't, because I quit. You quit? What are you talking about? With ally back you can go to the states. A girl slits her wrists and all you can think about is a game? It wasn't like friggin' cobain. It was just a little suicidal gesture, that's all. Miss meadow, come back here! Hey you're not excused, young lady! Let her go, go ahead, honey! Ma! Why don't you butt out? Only time you act like a grandmother around here is when you want to score some points. I will not eat in this house. Junior, take me home. I'm not finished. You mangia, uncle Jun.', she'll come back.

(TV chatter) I don't know. I'm glad meadow quit. That coach pushes them to the brink. It's unhealthy. What do we mean when we talk about commitment? And that asshole, he thinks he can just walk away. Watch it cowboy, don't start. What was with you and uncle Jun.' tonight? Tony, you better not get in that coach's face. C'mon, tell me about uncle Jun.'. No, stop it, stop it! I can't, I can't! I know you want to. Okay. Gabby dante's cousin and bobbi go to the same nail parlor. And... Your uncle-- I shouldn't say it. C'mon. Okay, okay, okay. Well... Let's just say your uncle has acquired a taste for her. Uncle Jun.' gives head. World class. The old man's whistling through the wheat field? Don't be disgusting. He's a bushman of the kalihari. That's why I don't tell you anything because you don't know when to stop. Oh, my god, if this ever gets out. Yeah, like you don't do it or any of your friends. Bunch of hypocrites. Hey, what goes on in this bedroom stays here and you know that. Once a year? I can resist the urge to gossip.

Arthur, you're home? The grease in that fryolater. I'm gonna smell like a cheap french fry for the rest of my life. So this is why we scrimp and save to send our kids to that school? So you can have our name just dragged through the mud? What? Shelly hauser called me this afternoon. Your friends sent some walyos down there with a stolen TV set to try and bribe the coach. From your friends at bada bing. As if a TV set is gonna get somewhere with a man like coach hauser. A TV set? Arthur, do you honestly believe that they're gonna stop there? They tried bribing this man! What's next? Always with the extreme scenarios. C'mon, Arthur, tell me what's next? You grew up in the neighborhood. Don't pretend like you don't know what tony soprano is capable of.

Who is it? I found your dog. What? No, you're mistaken, my dog is upstairs. Golden retriever, blue nylon collar. Honey, who is it? Evening, ma'am. He has our dog. Where is petey? I thought he was locked in. Yeah, come get him. I wouldn't want petey to get hit by a car. Petey, petey. You okay? Hey petey, come here. What, no reward? Just kidding. I'm an animal lover. You okay, boy?

Mead'. You can cheer up about the coach 'cause I have a feeling he's gonna reconsider the big move. Tony. Did you do something? What can I do? Point is he's gonna stick around and finish what he started with the girls, that's all. That's it. Did I tell you? You need to develop some appreciation 'cause you got people all around you trying to help you and all you do is bitch and moan! I see this coach trying to abandon his team and I see your friends getting all worked up, so I try to do something about it. Is that why you think we're so upset, dad? Because a coach who most of us can't even stand is leaving? So, what difference does that make? You don't have to love him to be successful. Catfish hunter hated billy martin. Bill parcell's, his guys, they can't stand him until they start to win. Coach hauser had sex with ally. What? That's why she cut herself. That's why I've been practically living at her house. Hold on a minute. Maybe... With ally? Meadow, this is horrible. This is also a very serious accusation. What exactly did ally say? That they had sex! More than once! That she's not a virgin anymore! Alright. Ally's a very pretty girl maybe there was... Maybe there was some confusion. Maybe she wanted to look like she was sophisticated in you guys' eyes. Dad! What? Tony... What if this had been meadow? What kind of confusion? A girl that age? The coach should not have been in any position where there's even a remote possibility of confusion! I'm losing my fucking mind here. Tony, go downstairs, will you please, so me and meadow can talk. Jesus fucking Christ! God, now what did I do? Meadow. Mom, I only told so he wouldn't make coach hauser stay here. Meadow, this is a horrible horrible thing. Mom, she's in love with him, but he won't leave his wife. Leave his wife? Meadow... Now, meadow, he didn't touch you, right? No. What about deena? If she finds out about her father, it'll totally destroy her life. Just tell dad to let him go anywhere he wants, okay?

Come here. Moldonado and his brother, they'll handle it. Man owes me a solid. No, no hired help. This is personal. Very glad to hear you say that. I'll give him a real after school special. You out of your fucking mind? What? I know what you did. You kidnapped the coach's dog and all that other shit. But if you do one more thing-- shut up, Arthur, you know? You're five fucking time zones behind your own ass. No, I'm fucking serious. You hear me, tony? You serious? Yeah. You want to hear serious? You want to know what your wonderful fucking coach did? He fucked little ally vandermeed, and who knows who else he fucked. What are you talking about? Fucked? That's crazy. That's why that kid slit her wrist, you stunad. And my daughter should know this shit? My daughter should have to think about that filth? No. No. That self-righteous prick put his dick in my little girl's soccer teammate! Yeah. She's in 11th grade, for chrissake. Oh, my god. Chiara... He drove her home from the supermarket one night when it was raining. Oh, my little girl. Fucking degenerate son-of-a-bitch. He deserves to die. Betraying children? Artie, believe me... He ain't gonna be doing that shit no more. I guarantee you that.

Nobody told you to put my nephew under surveillance. I know, junior, I know. I just wanted to be on the safe side. And I'm glad I did. Because your nephew is not just hanging out at that titty bar and going to his daughter's soccer games. Go ahead. Twice, last week, he goes toward the medical center, and they lose him. A girlfriend. No, no, no. He's seeing this Russian slit very open. Your nephew is talking to the feds. Where else would he be going where it requires such precautions? And what the fuck else would be the big secret? What am I, a swami?
Hey. Silvio. Mikey Palmice, what are you doing? How you feel? Como s'il bello. You shanked it, sil. I still got the coach on my mind. We got fresh air, we got sunshine. We got a beautiful day, forget about that shit. Thank god for golf some days. Trying to concentrate here. So did you get any golf in down in boca, uncle Jun.'? Fucking manners, please! So you play manatee? What's the name of the other one? Will you let the man tee off? You yap worse than six barbers. If you would've shut up during that game against mountain lakes you wouldn't have missed that fucking fly ball. I was ashamed to face my friends. (Silvio) good, mikey, better. (Mikey) what do you mean, better? It's... Better. Whoa, junior. "Whoa, junior" what? Uncle jun's in the muff. What? Did I say muff? I meant rough. Good shot. What's that smell? Did you guys go to a sushi bar? What the fuck's he talking about? I thought you were a bacala man, uncle jun', what are you doing eating sushi? You fucking running off at the mouth, you know that? South of the border, down Mexico way hey listen, my friend... At least I can deal with my own problems. Unlike some I know. What's that supposed to mean? Take it however you want. Don't bullshit with me. Hey, guys, guys. We here to play golf or what? C'mon. South of the border, where the tuna fish play.

Arthur... Everybody's just so upset. The mother's on sedatives. She's completely unable to deal. The father lives in Europe somewhere. They haven't reached him. The little girl ally, she thinks it's all her fault. Lousy bastard. He's not gonna get away with this. You got that right. What? Hand me that bottle of bug-be-gone, will you? Arthur, what? Something going on, artie? Your mobster friend gonna do something crazy? If I had any balls I would do it myself. Ar thur, you do have balls. That's why you're not like him. Fuck it. Fuck the world! Artie, this isn't making some slob take his hat off. This is beating a man to death or cutting his balls off or what! You can't tell me that coach hauser doesn't deserve it. Okay, but-- listen to you! Think about what you're saying. Yeah, you tell me. Who's worse, tony soprano or that child-molesting fuck? I trusted him. I'd like to rip his heart out of his chest! Jesus Christ, Arthur! I cannot believe you only think about yourself. Myself? Myself? I resent that, charmaine.

Junior, what the fuck? What's the matter? What? That bullshit with the sushi? No. I don't know what he was talking about. He babbles. What was that? You're another one! Me? He completely lacks respect. I'm sick and tired of having to make excuses for him all the time. It isn't right. 'Cause he's a fuckin' mental weakling. I know. You don't know shit, mikey. He's seeing a psychiatrist, for chrissake. How about that? My nephew is seeing a psychiatrist. Makes me want to cry. No shit? Indictment's being prepared. He's spilling his guts. I fucking knew it. No, you didn't fuckin' know it. I just told you. God knows how much of our family business he airs. If the place is bugged. That stuff's not admissible. It's that doctor/patient privilege. It's like us and melvoin. Melvoin's a lawyer. He's in the fucking ballpark. Suppose this shrink gets scared or something. Do you remember those two fuckin' escobedo brothers, or whoever the fuck, in California? They whacked their parents? The shrink was in the fuckin' witness chair. Shit. Anthony wants to play games, okay. I taught him games. I taught him how to play baseball. You talking about clipping him? Nobody would slap my wrist if I did.

There's guys in prison that have done half the damage this prick has. The judicial system has gotten much better in dealing with sexual predators. Oh yeah, let's impeach him. If you're telling me of intent to harm this person, I must warn you of my duty to alert law enforcement. I don't know why I tell you anything. I'm interested in why you feel punishing this man falls upon you. It sure doesn't fall upon you. What do you mean? What would you do? You'd call the cops. Who'd get some judge, who'd give him psychiatric counselling, so maybe he can talk about his unhappy childhood. And we can have sympathy for the fuck. 'Cause he's the real victim here, right? You know what you do? You stick your head in the sand. 'Cause that's what people like you do. Discredit psychology all you want. But I continue to ask the question. Why do you think, you, Anthony soprano, always has to set things right?

Hey, paulie, tony in? Tony. Artie. Hey, ton', I gotta talk to you. I'm kind of busy right now. I gotta talk to you. Alright. We'll finish later. C'mon in. Hey. It's about... The thing. You-know-what. Nothing's happened yet, has it? Just got to make the call. I'm savoring the moment. You gotta call it off. Don't worry about it. You got nothing to do with it. You don't go nowheres near this. I don't care about that. It's wrong, tony, you can't do it. It's wrong? What he did isn't? I'm begging you, I hate the guy too. What do you want to do, artie? You want to call the cops? Here's the phone. They'll arrest him, right? He'll get out in two fucking years and he'll move up to Saskatchewan and you know what he'll do? He'll teach girls' soccer. And he'll start all over again. You don't think I want to rip him apart like a fucking chicken? I drove by his house, I almost got out. But you didn't. Something happens to him, who's it gonna help? His daughter? That girl? No. You tony, and silvio, and me and whoever. It's just gonna make us feel better. So don't even think about calling this justice. Leave it to the cops. Let me ask you a question... Who the fuck do you think you are coming in here, talking to me like this? Your boy friend is finished, you deal with it. Okay? Tony, don't do it. This is me asking you. Why don't you get the fuck out of here? C'mon. Get the fuck out! Go, let's go. C'mon, c'mon.

Corrado. I was worried. You usually call me when you're this late. I bought us some barbecued chicken, some salad, and some lemon meringue pie, but I got so hungry, I had a piece. Did I tell you to keep your mouth shut?! What? Did I tell you to keep your goddamn mouth shut?! No, corrado, don't hit me! You stupid fucking blabber-mouth cunt! I don't understand. Get your pencils and your crap and the rest of your shit. And don't be here tomorrow! No, corrado, don't, please. I love you. I am so sorry. No, corrado!

(Phone ringing) yeah. (Tony) you there at the place? Is he in the house? Yeah. Fuck it. Walk away. Just fucking walk away, don't do it. Fuck! Alright. Leave it alone. Yeah. No problem.

Sonofabitch! Lynn, we are here live as colleagues and neighbors were shocked to hear of charges brought against Donald Hauser, coach of the verbum dei high school girls' soccer team. Alerted by a student friend of the alleged victim whose name can not be revealed because of her age. Police issued a warrant for hauser's arrest this evening. (Laughing) (carmela) tony. Tony, Jesus-- you smell like lord calvert. Tony.

We have a good time, we don't talk, we all get together, any kind of weather, and we do the...

What is with you tonight? Tony, what is this? Jesus. Mixed with alcohol. Oh, tony, that's wonderful. Happy trails. Here, let's get you to bed. Carmela. Carmela. I didn't hurt nobody. Call the shrink. Tell her the town's gonna give her a fucking bonus. (Coughing)

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All day, every day, 85 and not one drop of rain. And those nights. Bobbi, you are so lucky with this guy. You have no idea. He's a sweetheart underneath it all. I wish I can get Lou to be like him. More sensitive, if you know what I mean. That coral looks good. I don't understand why I always have to ask him for oral sex. Not like you and your corrado. Bebe, listen, I know we always used to yak about our sex lives. I think it would be better if we didn't anymore. Okay. I mean it. Sure. Just you're lucky, that's all.
So ma, you gonna come to the big game? Game? What game? Miss meadow's soccer team is going to the sectionals. Nobody tells me anything. Did everybody hear me just tell my mother about the game? Can't anybody think of anything else to talk about except soccer? Alright. Uncle Jun.', how was boca? Wonderful. I don't go down enough. That's not what I heard. About what? Nothing, I'm sorry. I don't know what I'm talking about. Last time aunt bobbi bought me live piranha. You believe that was a piranha? C'mon. That woman is not your aunt. Livia, I've warned you, stata zit', bobbi's a sweet, sweet girl. What the hell's the matter with you? What did I say? This wife of yours, she's got the giggles. Can I be excused? We just sat down. How you gonna play tomorrow if you don't eat? He's right, mead' you need protein. No, I don't, because I quit. You quit? What are you talking about? With ally back you can go to the states. A girl slits her wrists and all you can think about is a game? It wasn't like friggin' cobain. It was just a little suicidal gesture, that's all. Miss meadow, come back here! Hey you're not excused, young lady! Let her go, go ahead, honey! Ma! Why don't you butt out? Only time you act like a grandmother around here is when you want to score some points. I will not eat in this house. Junior, take me home. I'm not finished. You mangia, uncle Jun.', she'll come back.
(TV chatter) I don't know. I'm glad meadow quit. That coach pushes them to the brink. It's unhealthy. What do we mean when we talk about commitment? And that asshole, he thinks he can just walk away. Watch it cowboy, don't start. What was with you and uncle Jun.' tonight? Tony, you better not get in that coach's face. C'mon, tell me about uncle Jun.'. No, stop it, stop it! I can't, I can't! I know you want to. Okay. Gabby dante's cousin and bobbi go to the same nail parlor. And... Your uncle-- I shouldn't say it. C'mon. Okay, okay, okay. Well... Let's just say your uncle has acquired a taste for her. Uncle Jun.' gives head. World class. The old man's whistling through the wheat field? Don't be disgusting. He's a bushman of the kalihari. That's why I don't tell you anything because you don't know when to stop. Oh, my god, if this ever gets out. Yeah, like you don't do it or any of your friends. Bunch of hypocrites. Hey, what goes on in this bedroom stays here and you know that. Once a year? I can resist the urge to gossip.
Arthur, you're home? The grease in that fryolater. I'm gonna smell like a cheap french fry for the rest of my life. So this is why we scrimp and save to send our kids to that school? So you can have our name just dragged through the mud? What? Shelly hauser called me this afternoon. Your friends sent some walyos down there with a stolen TV set to try and bribe the coach. From your friends at bada bing. As if a TV set is gonna get somewhere with a man like coach hauser. A TV set? Arthur, do you honestly believe that they're gonna stop there? They tried bribing this man! What's next? Always with the extreme scenarios. C'mon, Arthur, tell me what's next? You grew up in the neighborhood. Don't pretend like you don't know what tony soprano is capable of.
Who is it? I found your dog. What? No, you're mistaken, my dog is upstairs. Golden retriever, blue nylon collar. Honey, who is it? Evening, ma'am. He has our dog. Where is petey? I thought he was locked in. Yeah, come get him. I wouldn't want petey to get hit by a car. Petey, petey. You okay? Hey petey, come here. What, no reward? Just kidding. I'm an animal lover. You okay, boy?
Mead'. You can cheer up about the coach 'cause I have a feeling he's gonna reconsider the big move. Tony. Did you do something? What can I do? Point is he's gonna stick around and finish what he started with the girls, that's all. That's it. Did I tell you? You need to develop some appreciation 'cause you got people all around you trying to help you and all you do is bitch and moan! I see this coach trying to abandon his team and I see your friends getting all worked up, so I try to do something about it. Is that why you think we're so upset, dad? Because a coach who most of us can't even stand is leaving? So, what difference does that make? You don't have to love him to be successful. Catfish hunter hated billy martin. Bill parcell's, his guys, they can't stand him until they start to win. Coach hauser had sex with ally. What? That's why she cut herself. That's why I've been practically living at her house. Hold on a minute. Maybe... With ally? Meadow, this is horrible. This is also a very serious accusation. What exactly did ally say? That they had sex! More than once! That she's not a virgin anymore! Alright. Ally's a very pretty girl maybe there was... Maybe there was some confusion. Maybe she wanted to look like she was sophisticated in you guys' eyes. Dad! What? Tony... What if this had been meadow? What kind of confusion? A girl that age? The coach should not have been in any position where there's even a remote possibility of confusion! I'm losing my fucking mind here. Tony, go downstairs, will you please, so me and meadow can talk. Jesus fucking Christ! God, now what did I do? Meadow. Mom, I only told so he wouldn't make coach hauser stay here. Meadow, this is a horrible horrible thing. Mom, she's in love with him, but he won't leave his wife. Leave his wife? Meadow... Now, meadow, he didn't touch you, right? No. What about deena? If she finds out about her father, it'll totally destroy her life. Just tell dad to let him go anywhere he wants, okay?
Come here. Moldonado and his brother, they'll handle it. Man owes me a solid. No, no hired help. This is personal. Very glad to hear you say that. I'll give him a real after school special. You out of your fucking mind? What? I know what you did. You kidnapped the coach's dog and all that other shit. But if you do one more thing-- shut up, Arthur, you know? You're five fucking time zones behind your own ass. No, I'm fucking serious. You hear me, tony? You serious? Yeah. You want to hear serious? You want to know what your wonderful fucking coach did? He fucked little ally vandermeed, and who knows who else he fucked. What are you talking about? Fucked? That's crazy. That's why that kid slit her wrist, you stunad. And my daughter should know this shit? My daughter should have to think about that filth? No. No. That self-righteous prick put his dick in my little girl's soccer teammate! Yeah. She's in 11th grade, for chrissake. Oh, my god. Chiara... He drove her home from the supermarket one night when it was raining. Oh, my little girl. Fucking degenerate son-of-a-bitch. He deserves to die. Betraying children? Artie, believe me... He ain't gonna be doing that shit no more. I guarantee you that.
Nobody told you to put my nephew under surveillance. I know, junior, I know. I just wanted to be on the safe side. And I'm glad I did. Because your nephew is not just hanging out at that titty bar and going to his daughter's soccer games. Go ahead. Twice, last week, he goes toward the medical center, and they lose him. A girlfriend. No, no, no. He's seeing this Russian slit very open. Your nephew is talking to the feds. Where else would he be going where it requires such precautions? And what the fuck else would be the big secret? What am I, a swami? Hey. Silvio. Mikey Palmice, what are you doing? How you feel? Como s'il bello. You shanked it, sil. I still got the coach on my mind. We got fresh air, we got sunshine. We got a beautiful day, forget about that shit. Thank god for golf some days. Trying to concentrate here. So did you get any golf in down in boca, uncle Jun.'? Fucking manners, please! So you play manatee? What's the name of the other one? Will you let the man tee off? You yap worse than six barbers. If you would've shut up during that game against mountain lakes you wouldn't have missed that fucking fly ball. I was ashamed to face my friends. (Silvio) good, mikey, better. (Mikey) what do you mean, better? It's... Better. Whoa, junior. "Whoa, junior" what? Uncle jun's in the muff. What? Did I say muff? I meant rough. Good shot. What's that smell? Did you guys go to a sushi bar? What the fuck's he talking about? I thought you were a bacala man, uncle jun', what are you doing eating sushi? You fucking running off at the mouth, you know that? South of the border, down Mexico way hey listen, my friend... At least I can deal with my own problems. Unlike some I know. What's that supposed to mean? Take it however you want. Don't bullshit with me. Hey, guys, guys. We here to play golf or what? C'mon. South of the border, where the tuna fish play.
Arthur... Everybody's just so upset. The mother's on sedatives. She's completely unable to deal. The father lives in Europe somewhere. They haven't reached him. The little girl ally, she thinks it's all her fault. Lousy bastard. He's not gonna get away with this. You got that right. What? Hand me that bottle of bug-be-gone, will you? Arthur, what? Something going on, artie? Your mobster friend gonna do something crazy? If I had any balls I would do it myself. Ar thur, you do have balls. That's why you're not like him. Fuck it. Fuck the world! Artie, this isn't making some slob take his hat off. This is beating a man to death or cutting his balls off or what! You can't tell me that coach hauser doesn't deserve it. Okay, but-- listen to you! Think about what you're saying. Yeah, you tell me. Who's worse, tony soprano or that child-molesting fuck? I trusted him. I'd like to rip his heart out of his chest! Jesus Christ, Arthur! I cannot believe you only think about yourself. Myself? Myself? I resent that, charmaine.
Junior, what the fuck? What's the matter? What? That bullshit with the sushi? No. I don't know what he was talking about. He babbles. What was that? You're another one! Me? He completely lacks respect. I'm sick and tired of having to make excuses for him all the time. It isn't right. 'Cause he's a fuckin' mental weakling. I know. You don't know shit, mikey. He's seeing a psychiatrist, for chrissake. How about that? My nephew is seeing a psychiatrist. Makes me want to cry. No shit? Indictment's being prepared. He's spilling his guts. I fucking knew it. No, you didn't fuckin' know it. I just told you. God knows how much of our family business he airs. If the place is bugged. That stuff's not admissible. It's that doctor/patient privilege. It's like us and melvoin. Melvoin's a lawyer. He's in the fucking ballpark. Suppose this shrink gets scared or something. Do you remember those two fuckin' escobedo brothers, or whoever the fuck, in California? They whacked their parents? The shrink was in the fuckin' witness chair. Shit. Anthony wants to play games, okay. I taught him games. I taught him how to play baseball. You talking about clipping him? Nobody would slap my wrist if I did.
There's guys in prison that have done half the damage this prick has. The judicial system has gotten much better in dealing with sexual predators. Oh yeah, let's impeach him. If you're telling me of intent to harm this person, I must warn you of my duty to alert law enforcement. I don't know why I tell you anything. I'm interested in why you feel punishing this man falls upon you. It sure doesn't fall upon you. What do you mean? What would you do? You'd call the cops. Who'd get some judge, who'd give him psychiatric counselling, so maybe he can talk about his unhappy childhood. And we can have sympathy for the fuck. 'Cause he's the real victim here, right? You know what you do? You stick your head in the sand. 'Cause that's what people like you do. Discredit psychology all you want. But I continue to ask the question. Why do you think, you, Anthony soprano, always has to set things right?
Hey, paulie, tony in? Tony. Artie. Hey, ton', I gotta talk to you. I'm kind of busy right now. I gotta talk to you. Alright. We'll finish later. C'mon in. Hey. It's about... The thing. You-know-what. Nothing's happened yet, has it? Just got to make the call. I'm savoring the moment. You gotta call it off. Don't worry about it. You got nothing to do with it. You don't go nowheres near this. I don't care about that. It's wrong, tony, you can't do it. It's wrong? What he did isn't? I'm begging you, I hate the guy too. What do you want to do, artie? You want to call the cops? Here's the phone. They'll arrest him, right? He'll get out in two fucking years and he'll move up to Saskatchewan and you know what he'll do? He'll teach girls' soccer. And he'll start all over again. You don't think I want to rip him apart like a fucking chicken? I drove by his house, I almost got out. But you didn't. Something happens to him, who's it gonna help? His daughter? That girl? No. You tony, and silvio, and me and whoever. It's just gonna make us feel better. So don't even think about calling this justice. Leave it to the cops. Let me ask you a question... Who the fuck do you think you are coming in here, talking to me like this? Your boy friend is finished, you deal with it. Okay? Tony, don't do it. This is me asking you. Why don't you get the fuck out of here? C'mon. Get the fuck out! Go, let's go. C'mon, c'mon.
Corrado. I was worried. You usually call me when you're this late. I bought us some barbecued chicken, some salad, and some lemon meringue pie, but I got so hungry, I had a piece. Did I tell you to keep your mouth shut?! What? Did I tell you to keep your goddamn mouth shut?! No, corrado, don't hit me! You stupid fucking blabber-mouth cunt! I don't understand. Get your pencils and your crap and the rest of your shit. And don't be here tomorrow! No, corrado, don't, please. I love you. I am so sorry. No, corrado!
(Phone ringing) yeah. (Tony) you there at the place? Is he in the house? Yeah. Fuck it. Walk away. Just fucking walk away, don't do it. Fuck! Alright. Leave it alone. Yeah. No problem. Sonofabitch! Lynn, we are here live as colleagues and neighbors were shocked to hear of charges brought against Donald Hauser, coach of the verbum dei high school girls' soccer team. Alerted by a student friend of the alleged victim whose name can not be revealed because of her age. Police issued a warrant for hauser's arrest this evening. (Laughing) (carmela) tony. Tony, Jesus-- you smell like lord calvert. Tony. We have a good time, we don't talk, we all get together, any kind of weather, and we do the... What is with you tonight? Tony, what is this? Jesus. Mixed with alcohol. Oh, tony, that's wonderful. Happy trails. Here, let's get you to bed. Carmela. Carmela. I didn't hurt nobody. Call the shrink. Tell her the town's gonna give her a fucking bonus. (Coughing)
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