it.
You've helped your family tremendously.
I flunked out of school.
I ended up with a 1.4
for the quarter
and the freshman dean said
there was no point in coming back.
- With your father in a coma...
- I didn't tell Dad.
- Be positive, everybody said.
- My God.
I tried really hard
in philosophy,
- but that professor...
- With your father in a coma!
Go have breakfast.
Anthony.
Anthony, can you
hear us?"Diary of a Thin Man."
- Where you been?
- Hospital, helping Carmela.
The devotion
that kid shows.
I just think of
my Marie, the kids,
in that situation,
God forbid.
My ma... who the fuck would take care
of her something happens?
Except Sil and you guys.
Colombians knock off
at noon.
Then it's empty.
Manager's unit's
down a flight.
- Who's in there?
- Open it.
What the fuck?
Get back!
- Shoot the prick.
- Get the fuck out of the way.
Cocksucking miserable
Spic shit!
It's supposed to be
empty here daytimes.
Jesus, my fucking balls!
The money!
Fuck, my fucking balls.
- Oogatz here.
- The freeze.
Nothing.
Come on, let's blow.
Lot of fucking noise we made.
Fuck that.
Close the goddamn door.
This fucking shit
for a lousy two Gs?
Oh, Anthony.
- Hi, Uncle Bobby.
- Hiya, sweetheart.
Cugin'.
I'm gonna go ahead.
What's up?
You were at South Mountain
Arena yesterday
trying to buy a gun
from that asshole in the snack shop.
Who told you that?
We know how you feel,
but you can't do this.
I can't believe you know this.
Who told you this?
Look, if my pops was
laying in there shot up
- I'd be thinking the same thing.
- But you can't go there.
- Yeah, why the fuck not?
- Listen to me,
I'm your uncle.
Junior's in federal lockup.
No one's getting
to him there.
Well, it's difficult,
but not impossible.
Trust me. Your dad does not want
you to get involved.
You gotta channel that rage elsewheres.
Golden Gloves.
- What?
- Dumbbells or something.
Fuck your girlfriend more.
You little hothead here.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Did you park in emergency
or in the garage?
What's going on
in there?
They're on rounds or something,
Dr. Plepler and the Indian girl.
Hi, did you bring me
my sweater?
Your sweater?
Man, Jesus, fuck!
All right, take it easy.
What is your problem?
My problem is I'm old enough
to sit with Dad all night,
be a messenger boy,
bring shit from the house,
but I'm too young to deal
with the larger issues?
- What are you talking about?
- Like you didn't put them up to it.
Put who up to what?
God, he was in such
a good mood this morning.
I told the nurse
that I thought he moved
his eyebrows at around 5:30.
Did she pass that along?
'Cause if not, I'm gonna be furious.
Mrs. Soprano, you're really
gonna have to recalibrate
your expectations
at this point.
We can't even maintain
his blood pressure
at a level that we'd like.
Until his fever dissipates
and his white cell count comes down,
we're a long way
from home.
But he's really
fighting.
Mom, he's really strong.
That is true.
Hi, Dad.
Monastery?
Oh!
I, uh...
I received these
this morning.
Do I really look
that much like this guy?
To a certain extent,
all Caucasians look alike.
Look,
I'm not Finnerty.
I didn't sell you
this heating equipment.
But I am kind of worried about what
I might have done.
Because you see,
yesterday...
Yes, tell us, there's no fraud
without a fairy tale.
Yesterday, I was diagnosed
with Alzheimer's.
Oh, my.
And I'm in this
strange city and...
Please come inside.
I came here because
I thought
you could help me
reach Finnerty.
I have his wallet.
I have his briefcase, but I'm not him.
Excuse the brothers
for laughing.
One day we will
all die,
and then we'll be
the same as that tree.
No me, no you.
Be that as it may,
we need heat.
We need to find someone who will
take responsibility.
Well, I can't do that.
Then the lawsuit
proceeds.
Hey, go home
and I'll stay.
I just had
Chinese food.
- Carmela?
- Dr. Melfi,