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I ordered the blackened grouper
sandwich then I canceled.
- Said I had pains in my stomach.
- Vaguely, okay...
Well, when I was leaving,
I picked up a wallet and a briefcase
and I thought they were mine,
- but they weren't.
- Oh, Jesus.
You don't happen to remember
who was sitting next to me?
You know,
there was a guy.
He was
about your height.
You know the reason I remember
is he'd had that grouper sand too
and I was afraid we'd mess the orders
up. I think he left before you.
- And he never came back?
- No.
You know the name
Kevin Finnerty?
- He drives a Lexus.
- You know him?
It's a joke.
Infinity? Lexus?
I imagine you could use
one on the house.
Yeah, yeah.
You said a mouthful.
- Uh, Scotch rocks.
- All right.
- Glenlivet okay?
- Oh yeah, better than okay.
Well, might as well
hang out here
in case he shows or calls.
You realize I can't even get on a plane
without a picture ID?
Oh God, that's right.
Well, tell me
about Costa Mesa.
Nice place to live?
Around here?
It's dead.
Give me
the grouper sandwich.
You got it.
Bag the sandwich.
Come eat with us.
A few of us are getting a table.
Dude lost his wallet and briefcase.
- Man. Oh no.
- That's all right. Thanks anyway.
Come on. That tool who took your stuff
shows up, we'll all pound his ass.
Okay, thanks.
U.S. Drill Bit.
Aerospace and industrial equipment.
We just sold our gear
and coupling unit to Wheela-brator
- to focus on pumps and compressors.
- Interesting.
Tony, you never did tell us
how you made the jump
from selling patio furniture
to precision optics.
Well, like my wife says,
that's a good question.
Excuse me for one minute.
Hi Daddy.
I made volleyball.
All right! I told you, didn't I?
You were worried over nothing.
How's your brother?
Mom put him to bed early.
He puked.
Oh no.
Is she around?
Mom!
Bye, Dad.
Bye, baby.
Ton', how ya doing?
Finnerty didn't
call there, did he?
No. I'd have let you know
right away.
Where'd Jeff
and Kansas go?
To bed, and they
sucker-punched you, buddy.
They paid the check.
You guys all had a hand
in this, didn't you?
Listen, we're just impressed
to be in the presence of a man
whose sales team snatched
the brass ring
12 consecutive quarters.
It's not such a big deal.
There's always
a faster gun.
I'm 46 years old.
I mean, who am I?
Where am I going?
Join the club.
Now is the time you can
clearly hear His voice.
Let us rejoice
in His love.
Mmmm.
This isn't
going to happen.
What are you talking about?
I saw your face when you got off
the phone with your wife.
So?
Don't sweat it.
It's sweet, actually.
But you talk about them
back there a lot.
I could even be
some other guy tonight
and get away with
the whole shebang.
But no,
I blow it.
They're looking
for a perp.
His eyes are open.
Two, three.
He's bucking the vent.
Give me the lights.
- I'll get some restraints.
- Four milligrams Ativan.
He was just lying there peacefully
just like he has been and then he just...
- He's still bucking.
- Room three! The gunshot.
He pulled his tubes out!
I have to retube him.
- Oh God.
- Etomidate and sux and an airway box.
- Take the family out.
- Give us room to move.
- Please wait outside.
- Where's the Ativan, please?
I got him.
- Tony.
- Dad?
- Mr. Soprano.
- Tony?
- What, honey?
- Who am I? Where am I going?
We're right here with you.
Tony, who am I?
Get ready to retube him.
Sir, can you hear me?
Who am I?
Where am I going?
- Dad!
- Tony!
I'm going to have to insist
that you guys leave.
Getting this breathing tube back in is
something you're not gonna want to see.
- What's going on?
- You're just getting back?
Matt's car wouldn't start.
- Did you eat at least?
- Yeah.
Dad's not so good right now.
They made us leave.
I got to go.
- What's the latest?
- He came out of the coma for a minute.
They took
the breathing tube out.
That's good, right?
That means he's breathing on his
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