vacation place
in Florida, a condo.
It's not the same.
I make another run
at Tony
- six months, a year from now.
- A year?
- You can go ahead even.
- What?
And let me tell you,
a year, two years from now
everything could be
different.
Tony could be gone.
- I, uh...
- Go ahead.
His master's voice.
Yeah?
Now?!
- Gene, this is Agent Sanseverino.
- Hello.
Where've you been, buddy?
Haven't heard from you lately.
Busy, you know.
My kid has some problems.
That's rough.
The thing is, Geno,
you gotta keep in touch with me.
You have a chance to help
in more important ways.
- What do you mean?
- We lost a major asset this month.
- The point is...
- Was Ray Curto a cooperator?
The way things are shaping up,
you're a designated hitter.
Look, Ron,
we've talked
about Florida, okay?
Gene, that's not
gonna happen.
Here among your friends
is where you're useful.
I told you, you tell your bosses,
I'd come back for any trial.
Florida's just one of those things
you gotta let go.
Okay.
So, the Feast of St. Joe's,
Tony gave some rulings on the unions.
Were any made guys
from New York there?
10 minutes, Uncle Jun'.
Who's down there?
Artie Shaw.
10 minutes.
Don't go anywhere.
I'm not.
I'm right here.
You got any wine?
Malanga!
Well, here I am.
Is that a Porsche?
Had my eye on it for months.
It's a gift from Tony.
I thought about a Boxster,
but I don't know.
The 'Vette felt
more like me.
You bought that
yourself?
The accountant says I'm better off
owning it outright.
Uncle Jun'!
Call 911!
Uncle Jun'!
Uncle Jun'!
911, where is
the emergency?
911, where is
the emergency?
Number six is Khaibit:
The Shadow, Memory,
your whole past conditioning from this and
other lives.
Number seven is Sekhu:
The Remains.Join The Club
Gentlemen,
can I get you anything?
Orange County
firefighters
have called in extra help
from the California Department of
Forestry aircraft...
Hi, you've reached the Sopranos.
Leave a message. Bye!
Stop picking your nose!
I'm here.
Call me.
Love you.
Thanks.
Good morning.
Anthony Soprano.
Yup.
See some photo ID, please?
What the hell?
This isn't my wallet.
Oh no.
And this isn't
my briefcase.
Last night...
I was at a bar across
the street from my hotel.
I must have picked up
the wrong stuff.
Well, I'll tell you what:
I'm here,
so I'll try
to call the bar.
But could you
let me in
so I don't miss
the morning session?
Gosh, I really can't.
Look, I just flew in
from New Jersey
and Colonel Colonna,
he speaks at 10:30.
I can't let you in
without photo ID, sir.
- Security.
- I'm on the list.
Sorry.
It's a whole new world.
Got a big $87 in cash
to my name.
So his briefcase
is a Bally too?
No. I didn't look at the brand
name when I picked it up.
It just looked like mine,
that's all.
I gave you that briefcase
for Christmas, Ton'.
I know, honey.
I know.
His license has a Kingman, Arizona,
address and no phone is listed.
What's in the briefcase?
Did you look?
Yeah, of course I looked.
There's a bunch of brochures
for solar heating systems.
No company name.
He'll get in touch.
That was
a great lecture.
- Oh, look at this now, look.
- What?
- Nothing.
- Try not to worry, Ton'.
My whole life's
in that case.
Thank you.
- Welcome to the Radisson.
- How you doing?
I checked out a couple hours ago but I'm
going to need the room back. Soprano.
I am sorry, but we're
completely booked.
- You're kidding.
- I'm afraid not.
There's six conventions in town.
You might try the Omni.
Trouble is
I lost my wallet,
so how the hell am I going to check
in there without a credit card?
You'd face the same
problem here.
Yeah, but I stayed here
as a guest just last night.
You couldn't sign on that bill,
you've already closed it out.
Thanks for being
so helpful.
Hi.
What can I get you?
Well, I don't know
if you remember me,
but I was in here
last night around 8:00.
I was sitting
right over there.