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get us settled in.
- hey.
- it's not good.
The feds found a body.
Skeleton. They tentatively
I.d.'d it as the guy.
- ah, fuck.
- try and relax, huh?
How's paulie holding up?
Jaws are holding up fine.
He won't shut the fuck up.
- that's too bad.
- what the fuck's he gotta worry about anyway?
Scenario like this, the feds ain't
interested in him, believe me.
Look, I love the guy,
it's just...
- you know how he is.
- believe me, I hear you.
What else?
Let me think.
Um...
I looked in on carm
and she's okay.
All right, thanks.
Call me if you hear anything.
...use your hat!
- "and hope to hear from you soon."
"sincerely... " no.
"respectfully,
corrado soprano."
read it back.
"dear vice president cheney,
as a powerful man all too
familiar with accidental gunplay,
I am writing in the hope that
you will intervene in my case.
Like yourself, I was involved
in an unfortunate incident
- when a gun I was handling misfired."
- head up, yo.
- I's you, I'd lay off the card games awhile.
-  fuck's the matter?
The professor snitched
you out to dr. Mandl.
What do you do
with those, jameel?
Autographed pictures of the
man who capped tony soprano?
Shit, them motherfuckers
go right on ebay.
Come on now, sign.
That was our deal.
You wanna keep
getting them sodas?
Sick fuckin' world.
- for you.
- oh, wow.
I got one
for cristina and gia too.
Thanks.
Where's the dvd?
That never occurred to me.
I'll have sil fedex you one.
- long as you're here.
Salut'.
Hey, listen,
before the girls get here,
remember that cuban guy I was telling
you about? He knocks over trucks.
Last load was
american standard
sinks, toilets, tubs...
- no shit?
- mmm.
- all right, let's talk.
- I'll give you his number, you call him.
Now, check this out.
You're not gonna believe what I found
when we were moving into the new house.
Holy fucking shit.
Mickey pinto
took that in 1963.
Look at that hair.
Handsome fuckin' guy, eh?
That wristband,
the leather thing,
I remember getting
one just like it,
me and all my friends.
Wanted to be a tough guy
just like him.
That big one,
that's your uncle junior
and your old man
in front of satriale's.
There he is.
It's the biarritz.
We were just talking about that.
I tell you what I'm gonna do,
I'm gonna have my daughter
scan them into the computer so I
can get a couple of copies for you.
Oh, that's my wife.
I gotta take this.
No, stay, stay.
It's all right, come on.
Uh, I gotta
empty my bag anyway.
Hey, honey, sweetie, h?
- gisays hi, guys.
- hello, gia!
He pisses in a bag now?
Jesus christ,fuckin.
Supporting them with
a huge warehouse covering 28 acres!
Stuffed to the rafters
with over 3,000 products
you can order
at rock bottom prices
and sell for profits
of up to 300% and more.
It's easy to wish
for a better life...
Just pick up the phone and
call this toll-free number... )
- hello.
- junior, it's pat.
You put any thought
to our plan?
What plan?
The dentist,
know, like we said
- who is this?
- it's pat!
The dentis remember? You were
gonna make an appointment.
You sneak me off,
- where would I lam it?
- um... A safe house, I don't know.
The time's not right.
I'm being watched.
Call back later.
- 'cause I'm headed back to sarasota soon...
...free to get started.
They give you plenty of ideas
and support and the
quality of the product
is even better than what you
see in the catalogs.
I decided I wanted something
where I was my own boss...
Back in the day...
'70s... Fuckin' '80s...
You didn't make a move
in north jersey
without this one
up your ass.
I wasn't even born yet.
Please. Wanna talk
about stand-up guys?
Sorry, beans.
Hey, carlo, can we get
some more champagne please?
Hey, remember that
yokel at the feast
mouthing off
to your cousin?
This maniac threw
a vat of hot oil
right from the zeppole
stand on this prick.
Oh my god.
Little powdered sugar,
he would've been done.
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