A Cunt Hair, Tony.
- Bacala: Heartbreaker.
What Are You
Gonna Do, Huh?
Madam, Your Desert.
- I Didn't Order Nothing.
- I Ordered For You.
You Know I'm Trying
To Watch My Weight.
What Is This?
Oh My God.
Anthony?
- You Like It?
- It's Gorgeous.
I Don't Know
What To Say.
Look, I Know You'Re
Scared, Okay?
All The Problems
You Had With Hector's Dad--
I'm Not Like That.
I Know.
It's Not Just That.
Well, What Then?
I'm Gonna Workmy Ass Off.
You Know I'll Always
Take Care Of Guys.
In Three Months
I Made Night Manager
Of The Pizzeria.
In Another Three
I'll Be In Charge
Of The Day Shifts Too.
A Couple Years,
I'll Own A Chain
Of Restaurants, Clubs.
You'll Never
Have To Work Again.
- Look, I Love You.
- I Love You Too.
So Marry Me Then.
And We'll Have Kids.
You Always Say
You Want Hector To Have
Brothers And Sisters.
( Breathing Heavily )
Okay.
Can I Get You Some Coffee?
No, I Think It's Time
For Our Talk Here.
So What Happened
At School Today?
I Get Blamed
For Everything.
The Girl Was
Developmentally Disabled.
Uncle Phil Said
He Talked To You.
Is He Just Wasting
His Breath?
Is That What
You'Re Telling Us?
This Trouble You'Re Causing--
M Very Disappointed,
Because You Always Were
A Good Kid.
- You Don't Even Know Me.
- What Is That Supposed
To Mean?
Sometimes You Call Me
"Carlo Jr."
Look, All I Know Is That
I Couldn't Shut Your Dad Up
About What A Good Kid You Were.
- We Were Friends, You Know.
- Butt Buddies?
Oh, You'Re Being Funny.
That's Good.
'Cause I'm Sure
You Miss Him A Lot,
Whatever He Was.
And Now I Wanna
Say Some Things.
- You'Re Gonna Look At Me.
- I'm Not Moving To
Fucking Maine!
You Know How Much
That's Gonna Cost...Y
Your Mother? At?
- Whatever.
- Listen To Me.
Okay, I'm Not Some
Fucking Social Worker.
Now You Knock
This Weird Shit Off,
Or I'll Introduce You
To A Plate-Glass Window.
Somebody Should Have
Told My Dad To Knock Off
The Weird Shit.
You Go About
In Pity For Yourself.
What About Your Mother?
What About What She's
Been Through?
What Am I Supposed
To Do About It?
Look, Your Dad's
Gone, Okay? You'Re The
Man Of The House Now.
Start Fucking
Acting Like It.
You Get Me?
( Sighs )
Well, I Just Got Back
From The Closing.
- Come Here!
- ( Both Laughing )
- ( Tony Moans )
- ( Carmela Groans )
( Sighs )
We Should Pop
The Champagne,
- Or I Don't Know,
Go Out Or Something.
- Maybe, I Don't Know.
- Why Not?
- You Know Why Not, Tony.
- It's Upsetting,
This Whole Thing.
- Jesus, The Lumber Again?
Carmela, Your Cousin
Brian Has Fucked Over
A Lot Of People.
Trust Me.
So How Much In The End?
All In?
Well, After Construction,
The Purchase Of The Land,
Closing Costs,
It Must Be Close
To Six.
- Ooh.
- Yeah.
You Know What
You Should Do?
You Should Take A Chunk
Of That And Put It
On The Jets.
Oh Yes,
Very Funny.
- I'm Serious.
We Can't Get Hurt.
- Oh, "We" Now?
It's A Sure Thing.
Celia, She Works At The Bing,
She's Got A Sister
Lives In San Die,
She's An Osteopath,
And She Says That The
Charger's Qb
Has A Hairline Fracture
In His Right Leg.
And Even Vegas
Doesknow About It.
I Didn't Say All Of It.
You Know, Just
A Piece Of My Half.
You'Re Rich, Tony.
Use Some Of Those
Bundles To Cover It.
That Money's For Emergencies
Only, Carm, You Know That.
And My Other Money's Tied Up
In Asset Allocation.
What Is That?
Listen To Me, Okay?
This Is The Gravy.
Windfall Cash.
This Is The Kind Of
Shit You Play With.
I-- I'm Telling You.
We Are Golden Here.
( Clinking )
Ah, Listen, Listen.
Forget It.
I Shouldn't
Have Mentioned It.
I Mean It.
It's All Right, It'st
I Thought This Was My Money.
You'Re Right.
You'Re Right.
( Speaks Italian )
Renata?
What?
- Go To The Bedroom
And Lock The Door.
- What's Going On?
Do As I Ask.
( Knocking )
What Are You Doing Here?
Nice To See You, Too.
Oh, I Was Watching Cnn.
Fucking Hezbollah.
Ah,