guy had the tip. Should be a nice chunk for everybody. Everybody? Carmela, she gets T's cut under the circumstances, correct? It's your call. I know it's my fucking call. Yes, that is the correct thing. Oh, ladies' room's next door. I can reach it from here. Grim fucking scene, that ICU. She's one brave lady. I was just saying, I'm gonna get T's piece of my half to Sil for her. - Of the thing. - Back up there, Bluto. Your half? I did all the heavy lifting. You would never have heard about it without my information. Big help. It was fucking mayhem. You said the place was empty. Doc says I need an ultrasound on my groin and balls. Sil, you wanna weigh in here? It breaks half and half. You both kick Tony's to me to deal with. I'll have it for you, Sil, the whole 80K. Ho, ho, ho, 80K? How's that 20% of a million? Have a cookie, you're delirious. It was 750, tops. Fuck it all, Paulie. Tommy cased that shithole. What's with the fucking accounting out there? That's a 100 grand apiece. You got it? We're looking after Carmela. - No question. - Of course. Sooner than later, Paulie. I gotta piss first. You want half of that, too? In a prior incarnation, I would get my load on, blow 20 residuals at the track. As writers, we are all hung up. But we are also hung up on our own hang-up. We mythologize our inner narrative. Take for example, "Beowulf." Who is Grendel, but the habit, the disease. Ah, fresh casualties in the battle of the blank page. Welcome to the Writer's Guild. Have a seat. Take me... my past as an addict. Get the fuck up! Come on! Give me that fucking fisheye. I'm offering you a way to wipe your fucking obligation. Wasn't me who told you to start gambling again. I can't write a feature now. I just landed a staff job. People are seeing huge profits with these digital horror movies. Douchebags who never made a film before. That "Saw" thing, 400 grand to make, took in 100 mil worldwide. I'm 100% well. I deliver this script, I owe you nothing? You hear this dude? 100% well. He's a bad boy, huh, with that lingo? Real fucking dark character. My idea is "Saw" meets "Godfather 2." Proven track record... both genres. Young wiseguy, assassin, gets betrayed by his people. They whack him, leave his body parts in dumpsters all around the city. Long story short, he is put back together by science, or maybe it's supernatural. And he gets fucking payback on everyone who fucked him over, including the cunt he was engaged to. She was getting porked by his boss the night the hero was killed. We'll have a meeting tomorrow. We hear what you've fleshed out before we go to script. Bing, 2:30. Don't make me come look for you. An entire room full of writers, and you did nothing! Sir, it's family only in the unit. I'll be out of your hair in a minute, sister. I keep telling you people, I'm gonna have to call the hospital administrator. I wanted to let you know there's a major package coming your way from Paulie and Vito, very significant. You all have done so much already. We just found out insurance won't pay for physical therapy. Bastards. So thank you. You wanna come in, say hello? Uh, sure. - Hello, Father. - Silvio. I have Napoleons, but I also got fruit for a certain party. Either's good. The program says sugar after meals - tells the body you're full. - When you married my cousin, everybody used to say you looked like John Travolta. He's almost back to his white suit. The Bacala question. Bobby don't have any claim. I don't know why Sil ruled so half-assed on you. It's not my style. He's worried more about taking care of Carmela - than the actual fucking earners. - Please. With Johnny awaiting trial and the feds freezing his assets, who do you think's keeping Ginny in butter brickle? Lucky for me, those last years I was in the can, my kid brother Billy took care
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