have a visitor.
- what?
anthony!
my nephew.
take me home.
i wanna go home.
knife!
that's not my knife.
hey! hey hey hey!
- let go of me! let go of me!
- take it easy.
- he shot my dad!
- relax.
- he shot my dad!
- relax. take it easy.
uh, anthony soprano.
yeah. i just talked
to assemblyman zellman.
get him out of here.
my stomach hurts.
you stupid fucking moron. you realize
what could have happened to you
if we didn't have
connections?!
some cop goes by the book
and they charge you
with attempted murder!
you hear me?
attempted murder!
then what? then what?
he shot you! you were just gonna
let him fucking get away with it?
i told you that's
my business, not yours!
and what did you do?
nothing!
zero!
a big fucking jerk-off!
- fuck you!
- i oughta break your fucking neck!
stop cryin'.
stop cryin'!
i guess your heart was
in the right place, a.j.
but it's wrong.
come on.
- what?!
- it's not in your nature.
you don't know me. and you
don't know anything about me.
you're a nice guy and that's a
good thing, for christ's sakes.
- bullshit!
- i mean it.
you're a good guy.
i'm very grateful.
well, you're a fucking
hypocrite,
because every time
we watch "godfather"
when michael corleone shoots
those guys at the restaurant,
those assholes
who tried to kill his dad,
you sit there with your
fucking bowl of ice cream
and you say it's your
favorite scene of all time!
jesus christ, a.j...
you make me wanna cry.
it's a movie.
you gotta grow up.
you're not a kid anymore.
did you hear me?
you gotta grow up.
get in the car.
first of all, your mother
does not find out about this.
yes?
i know you don't wanna sell,
but i thought you should know--
jamba juice upped their offer
to 275 a square foot.
$494,000.
you're kiddin' me.
plus they'll let you
carry the note at 7.5%.
any interest?
- sold.
- excellent.
why don't you come by my office
tonight and sign the papers?
look, uh...
how about
your apartment instead?
good idea. want me to
give you the address?
i remember.
the glove factory.
see you around 9:00?
yeah. okay.
i'll see you then.
can i get an order
of johnny cakes?
- short stack or tall?
- tall.
coffee?
sometimes you tell
a lie so long...
you don't know
when to stop.
you don't know
when it's safe.
i hear you.
you looking for your
french blue?
- here, i just ironed it.
- oh.
thanks.
ooh, the canali.
very nice.
where are you going?
i've got a...
real estate thing.
my handsome man.
i can't get used
to this torque.
what?
so my landlord, this
fucking armenian asshole,
won't give me my deposit
back. seven grand!
my dad's, like,
super pissed!
anyway, i was thinking maybe
you could talk to your dad
who could send someone to
lean on this prick a little
and get him to give me
my money back.
soprano's the man!
hey, are you okay?
you want some...?
no.
hi.
champagne?
- we're celebrating, aren't we?
- i guess.
in the trade, this is called
"the ben franklin close"--
placing the pen on the line
you want someone to sign.
theoretically, it makes it
harder for them
to have second thoughts.
i'll have to show you
my collection sometime--
"the franklin mint."
- you're not serious.
- what do you mean?
okay, the contract.
sign here...
and here...
here...
and here...
and here...
and deed of trust here...
disclosures here.
initial it here.
okay, title i.d. there.
okay, phase one,
sign here...
and there...
and here.
and...
that's it.
stop.
- what?
- just stop.
okay.
- am i done?
- "done"?
yes, signing.
am i done?
uh, yeah.
i gotta go.
shit.
hey. hey, man,
are you all right?
i'm a doctor. do you want
me to call an ambulance?
my heart,
it's beating so fast.
did you take anything--
cocaine, amphetamines?
no.
has anything like this
ever happened to you before?
do you have a history
of panic attacks?
god damn it!
tony?
hi. how did it go?
what's it take to