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♪ You woke up this morning Got yourself a gun ♪

♪ Your mama always said You'd be the chosen one ♪

♪ She said "You're one in a million ♪

♪ And you've got to burn To shine" ♪

♪ But you were born Under a bad sign ♪

♪ With a blue moon In your eyes ♪

♪ And you woke up this morning And all that love had gone ♪

♪ Your papa never told you About right and wrong ♪

♪ But you're looking good Baby ♪

♪ I believe that You're afeelin' fine ♪

♪ No shame about it ♪

♪ Born under a bad sign ♪

♪ With a blue moon In your eyes ♪

♪ Sing it now ♪

♪ Woke up this morning ♪

♪ You got a blue moon ♪

♪ Got a blue moon In your eyes ♪

♪ Woke up this morning ♪

♪ You say you woke up This morning ♪

♪ The world turned Upside down ♪

♪ Lordy, brother Things ain't been the same ♪

♪ Since the blues Walked in our town ♪

♪ But you're one in a million ♪

♪ 'Cause you got That shotgun shine ♪

♪ No shame about it Born under a bad sign ♪

♪ With a blue moon In your eyes, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah ♪ ♪ Woke up this morning ♪

♪ Got yourself a gun ♪

♪ Woke up this morning ♪ ♪ Got yourself a gun ♪

♪ Got yourself a gun ♪

A guy, I think that really understands you people.

That really frightens me.

Hey, while there have been some turnover

in the elite teams from last year,

one thing remains consistent: the Eagles.

The Cowboys have remained fairly healthy this year.

Come on, Chrissy, don't answer it.

You just got in.

I have to. It's football season.

Oh, come on, there is no game tonight.

- Paulie, what's up? - Forget that betting parlor.

I was making cheese dogs for you.

Why? What's going on?

Okay.

All right. I'll be there.

Chrissy!

And plus, it was a bitch getting off of work tonight.

Shh, Adriana, I think this could be it.

What?

He told me to look sharp and meet him at Modell's

in half an hour.

He told me to shine my shoes.

Oh, my God.

Christopher!

Find me a shirt and tie to go with this.

Not the Camelia, though. Paulie's got one just like it.

I can't believe it.

I mean, I knew it would happen, but...

So now can we get out of here?

You know? Get a big loft maybe.

You're giving notice today.

You wish.

The wife of a made guy doesn't hostess.

Oh, I'm so proud of you.

I love you, Christopher.

You better.

What?

I don't know.

You getting called like this and going off all happy.

I'm worried, that's all.

You seen too many movies.

- How you doing, kid? - Good.

No, no, no. Ride up front.

Where we going?

You look good.

Shoot your cuffs.

Where we going, Sil'?

Oh, here he is.

So this is it.

All right!

He sat on one ass cheek the whole way over.

Too many fucking movies, that's his problem.

Bullshit, I sat funny.

All right.

Let's get started.

Come on.

All right, finish up over there.

All right, you know why we're here.

So if you got any doubts or reservations,

now is the time to say so.

No one will think any less of you.

Because once you enter this family,

there's no getting out.

This family comes before everything else.

Everything.

Before your wife and your children

and your mother and your father.

It's a thing of honor.

Then, God forbid, if you get sick or something happens

and you can't earn, we'll take care of you,

because that's part of it.

If you got a problem,

you just gotta let somebody know.

This man right here.

He's like your father.

It doesn't matter if it's with somebody here or on the outside.

You bring it to him, he'll solve it.

You stay within the family.

All right, give me your hand.

Okay.

That's St. Peter, my family saint.

Now, as that card burns, so may your soul burn in hell

if you betray your friends in the family.

Now rub your hands together like this and repeat after me.

- May I burn in hell... - May I burn in hell...

...if I betray my friends.

- ...if I betray my friends. - ...if I betray my friends.

Congratulations.

Welcome to the family.

♪ I see you, baby ♪

♪ Shaking that ass Shaking that ass ♪

♪ Shaking that ass ♪

♪ I see you, baby ♪

♪ Shaking that ass Shaking that ass. ♪

My fucking heart's still pounding.

You been doing really good this year with the sports book.

Yeah, it's been good.

I'm gonna give it to you, my boy. It's yours.

I was wondering what it was gonna be.

You're a made guy now.

It's your turn to make some real money,

and I get to relax a little.

Your only problem in life now is you give me 10 points

of your take every settle-up day.

Other than that, you got no problem.

My only problem in life:

I gotta kick my points to that man over there.

And onward goes this thing of ours.

When you think of all the headaches

most human beings have in life,

ours are all boiled down to only one.

Not a bad deal, huh?

- You got it. - Only thing:

there's a 6 G minimum every week.

I gotta get something out of this.

But six grand, that could be a lot or a little.

Depends on you and how much you grow the business.

I love you, Paulie.

We're in it together now.

I love you too, kid.

♪ Shaking that ass Shaking that ass ♪

♪ Shaking that ass... ♪

Anything on the Riverfront Esplanade project in Newark?

My guy on the state assembly,

he says the matching funds are this close.

The development agency, they added plans

for a City of Newark Museum of Science and Trucking.

More cement, more everything.

Mm-hm.

Answer the fucking thing.

So you feeling okay?

Oh, you mean about my mother.

Well, I mean, what are you gonna do?

You pick up the pieces and you go on.

I meant your spells.

They're not spells.

How do you know about that the fuck over there in New York?

Everybody knows.

There's nothing to be ashamed of, Tony.

For chrissakes, Julius Caesar was an epileptic.

- I'm not an epileptic. - Whatever it is,

you gotta take care of yourself.

It's your health.

Is the psychiatrist helping?

Oh, you know about that too?

So what? There's no stigmata these days.

My kid saw a shrink.

He got court-ordered for that thing with his wife.

They're very happy now.

Whatever happened to privacy?

Our family's been doing our Jersey business a long time

with the Sopranos in a peaceful and profitable way.

And I want to keep it like that.

Take care of this for me, okay?

All right, Carmine.

Why fuck around?

Be a better friend to yourself.

I will.

I appreciate your concern, really.

♪ I see you, baby Shaking that ass. ♪

Jayne was determined

to bust into the business, so to speak.

Hollywood folklore has it that she picked up the phone

and called Paramount Pictures and said,

"My name's Jayne Mansfield, and I wanna be a movie star."

Nowadays you'd get a dial tone, but back in 1954...

You got a phone call from some young kid.

Drew.

They wanted to know when you were coming home.

How'd he sound?

Like he was about 15 years old.

Wait.

Is that your so-called fiancé?

He's 19, actually, and he can go all night.

When are you going back to Seattle, Janice?

It depends on how long it takes to settle Ma's estate.

Take a look at how Jayne Mansfield splashed...

Estate.

A falling down house and some old-lady underwear.

Sad, isn't it, what it all comes down to?

Janice, you know how much we love you.

And you know how much we love having you around.

But there's a whole big house over there.

And I know you want maximum value.

So maybe, for security reasons,

or so it don't fall into disrepair,

you could stay there.

I've been thinking the same thing.

I just don't want to push Svetlana out.

Yeah, well, I talked to her.

She's moving out tomorrow, maybe the next day.

Really?

Yeah.

Great.

I'd better go pack.

Jesus Christ. Let me come around.

How you doing, Roy?

Congratulations.

Hector, large Old Blue Eyes for this gentleman.

Soft drinks of choice.

Look.

Take away Tony Soprano, he's a zero with shoes.

Yeah, but he's wearing a stripe now.

- My uncle Richie was gonna... - Yeah, but he never did.

Chris, my propers.

Dino.

Hey, Benny.

Congratulations.

When'd you get out, Benny?

DA tossed it. The witness bailed.

So, Jackie, how's Rutgers?

Fuck that. I'm dropping out.

Come on. "Boola Boola."

We were just talking about our former Alma mater.

They got the coffeehouse.

It's a pure cash operation.

And the beauty part is,

I mean, who's gonna stop you?

Kids? Campus security?

What are you telling him about that?

That's ours.

Watch where the fuck you're going!

Kiss my ass!

Hey!

Take that shit outside!

Don't disrespect the pizza parlor!

Fucking asshole! I know where you live!

You hear what I said?

Yo, it was good talking to you, Chris.

Keep Dino in mind.

I don't want to sound like an asshole,

but I really can't be seen in a place like this anymore.

All right.

This has gotta start showing results, or end.

Now, I talked to a business associate of mine,

a man I respect, about these panic attacks.

Enough fucking around.

Enough money in your pocket.

What's the story here?

The latest thought on treatment of Panic Attack Syndrome

is a three-pronged approach.

So it's a syndrome?

Medication to treat the depression, psychotherapy,

and cognitive behavioral therapy.

We've got you on medication.

If you feel you're ready, you could see a behaviorist.

What do you mean? Talk to somebody else?

You seem unhappy with my approach.

If you're really ready to commit to mental health, I say, great.

Let's get going. I'm ready to help.

But we'll have to delve deeper.

Focus.

This latest incident, for starters.

All right, fine.

My daughter brought home a black.

They were on the couch watching TV, snuggling.

And?

And she went upstairs,

and I had a frank conversation with Buckwheat.

You know, I told him to stay the fuck away from my daughter.

Then she came downstairs and they left.

And then you had the attack.

Well, no, not right then.

I went into the kitchen to fix a sandwich,

I opened the cabinet.

I saw a box of Uncle Ben's rice.

Boom.

I see.

The rice logo.

The first onset of hyperventilation,

that occurred upon seeing the rice?

No, no, I was taking the gabagool and shit

out of the fridge.

I'm thinking when you first came here,

the panic attack with ducks.

As I remember it you were grilling meat, weren't you?

The memory on you.

Sausages, wasn't it?

Sausages.

Steaks, yep.

Wow. Let's get back to that gabagool.

I gotta take that.

It's my busy season.

Yeah.

Fifty?

That's pretty rich for one game.

All right, if he's good for it, take it.

But keep me posted on Duke/Wake Forest.

All right.

Sorry.

Where were we?

The connection between your anxiety attacks and meat.

Right.

What was it again?

Closing Ohio State, guys. They're kicking off.

Who do you like, Iowa?

Fuck if it makes a difference, as long as it pays out.

Chris, fuck, Oregon vs. U.S.C.?

See? I told you.

I told you we should have laid off some of that action.

Spread's 11. Oregon's down by 12.

They're on the 45 yard line with no timeouts.

Oregon's got an all-American fucking field goal kicker.

Why didn't somebody tell me?

See?

And it's good!

A 43-yarder!

U.S.C.? That spread could've opened at 18.

Fucking top-ten team!

Even so, we should've laid off some of the action

to Philadelphia.

Paulie did it all the time.

You see him here?

What's the matter with you people, you deaf? Answer the fucking phones!

- Minor setback, that's all. - Oh, yeah?

Frost is on the pumpkin, huh?

It's supposed to warm up again.

It's good football weather.

Mom said to tell you she's waiting for the meat.

Did Jackie Jr. show yet?

- I don't know. - Little fuck.

He promised his mother he'd be here.

Watch your language in front of my kid.

Probably keeping the booth warm at the O.F.,

him and Dino Zerilli.

What's Jackie Jr. doing

hanging out with that mortadell'?

I'm promised his old man I'd try to keep him out of this shit.

- He's the heir apparent. - No, no, not this kid.

Do me a favor.

You watch out for Jackie, okay?

You ought to turn that one link there.

Little setback, huh?

Ro', the kid's late. He's being rude.

He should be set straight.

He'll be here. I paged him.

Honey, the poor kid lost his dad.

I lost mine when I was six.

You know, Ralph had to drop out in the 11th grade

to raise his brothers and sisters.

You'd never know it.

I'm Satan to this kid.

That's because I'm in love with his mom.

What are we talking about?

Hey, A.J., the cheerleaders, any hotties, huh?

There's no cheerleaders for freshman ball.

These are Mario Batali's string beans with Parmesan.

You are very late, young man.

It's me.

Meadow. Hi, babe.

- Who is it? - It's Meadow.

What are you doing?

Nothing. What's going on there?

Well, Sunday dinner.

Yeah.

You want to talk to your father? He's outside?

Burning a cross?

Well, I'm not sure I know what you're driving at,

but I know that now is not the proper time.

Here, your brother wants to talk to you.

No, I don't.

Hello.

Hi, what's up?

Everybody's here. It's really boring.

Is that Jackie?

No, it's not him. It's Meadow from school.

Hold on, call waiting.

Hello?

- My mother there? - Yeah, one minute.

Aunt Ro'.

Yeah, I gotta go.

Thank you.

Jackie, where are you?

I can't make it.

We're all waiting. You promised.

Fuck it.

The way he talks to me.

You know what? I'll bring it up to Tony.

Maybe he'll sit him down for a heart-to-heart.

Paulie.

What time is it?

That's almost all of it.

Warren probably told you about Oregon\U.S.C.

This is unacceptable.

There's $4,000 there, Paulie.

I'll have the other two in a couple of days.

I thought I made myself clear.

Fucking college ball.

But I learned a valuable lesson.

I'm not running a school here, kid.

Paulie, this is me. You know I'm good for it.

Don't fucking drag in our friendship.

This isn't about that.

You work for me.

Yeah, and I want to...

Just shut your mouth and listen.

I'm gonna give you a couple of extra days.

But it's gonna cost you another 2 G's

as a reminder not to fuck it up.

I make myself clear?

And don't give me the malocchio.

I'm not the one with the short bag.

Abbast'.

Any word from your Ivy Leaguer?

And how's Carm with the empty nest?

What empty? Every five minutes, Meadow's home with a laundry bag

or she's hauling food out.

All that talk about Berkeley,

she barely made it over the George Washington Bridge.

We created too nice a home life for them.

They don't want to go out in the world.

But, hey, if they're closer to us

than we were with our parents,

that such a bad thing?

What time is it?

I'm here, aren't I?

Out of respect to my father.

I gotta make two phone calls.

Sit down.

You want something to eat?

Not hungry.

That's too bad. I said lunch meeting.

You want a drink?

Lose the glasses.

I'm gonna say a few things.

And I'm gonna say some bad words.

And you're just gonna have to deal with it.

Now, I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking I clipped your uncle.

On the one hand, you'd be a shithead to believe me

when I told you I didn't do it.

But I didn't.

And I got some bad news for you. Look at me.

Look at me.

Your uncle was a rat.

No fucking way!

Sit down. Sit down. Sit the fuck down.

Your uncle was a rat.

And now, he's in the Witness Protection Program.

That's my father's brother you're talking about.

Jackie, I'm a member of your family almost.

You think I'm the only one that knows this about Richie?

You ask anybody.

This hurt all of us.

Jesus Christ.

Your dad and me, you know how close we were?

He never wanted this for you.

He wanted you to be a doctor.

Give me a fucking break.

Let me tell you something.

Besides the money, which there's a shitload of.

A doctor's a very powerful position.

I'm no doctor.

You know how hard you have to work to get your M.D.?

How many years it takes?

I was even thinking maybe osteopathy.

But I don't think I have the grades for that even.

Well, you're not gonna drop out of Rutgers, are you?

No.

But those fucking pre-med courses almost killed me.

I only did it because my dad was sick.

You should know he never wanted this life for you.

And I'll tell you something.

I don't want it for my son either.

Hut!

Come on! Let's go! I want to see you hit them!

Get off the ball!

Get off the ball!

What is this, girls?

Fourth and three and this cidrule's going for it?

With that offensive line?

And why's my kid still sitting on the bench?

Coach Goodwin will let him in.

Freshman rules.

They all get to play one quarter.

Pucillo, in for Posato.

Hey, Pucillo played already! Put my kid in!

Let's go!

- It's the rules. - Hut!

See? I told you they wouldn't make it.

Are you fucking crazy, ref?

Are you fucking crazy? What?

What did you say?

No, come here and say that to me!

Romano, the periodontist.

I get my hands on you,

I'll rip your fucking heart out!

Look, Anthony's going in.

- All right, A.J.! - Anthony!

Do it! Stick 'em!

Okay, defense, 41 stat.

Stick 'em, baby!

Stick 'em! Swallow them up!

Fumble! Fumble!

Up, up. Everybody up.

Wait, get up.

Red ball!

Yeah!

Yeah! Yeah, it's A.J.!

Yeah!

Yeah, good job, A.J.!

Good job, good job! Yeah!

Hey! Hey!

That's my son.

You got a nose for the ball, AJ, and that can't be taught.

Oh.

The defensive lineman,

you gotta have leverage and you gotta have footwork.

I remember staying after practice every day,

hitting that sled till my shoulder was raw.

But then you gotta reward yourself.

So I'm gonna take you to Stewart's

and I'm gonna buy you some dogs.

I just want to go home.

You should be riding high

after what you did on the field today.

Come on!

Want to play some Nintendo?

You and me?

When are you gonna throw that freaking thing

out the freaking window?

Why?

All right, play Nintendo.

Okay, let's go to Stewart's.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Yeah.

I need you home, Tony, for dinner.

Now? It's our busiest season.

I know.

But it's very important with Meadow gone

that we not turn into a family

who eats standing up at the counter.

All right, I'll be there.

Pass the potatoes, please?

Anthony.

The potatoes?

Sorry.

Every night.

Go ahead, pour yourself another glass.

You need good bones for those open-field tackles.

So. How was everybody's day today?

Busy.

So, uh, Nana was asking me today

where you might want to go to college.

I don't know.

West Point.

- West Point? - Yeah, that's what you said.

No, I didn't. Yeah, you did.

You were sitting right there.

You said either Harvard or West Point.

No way I'd ever have said that. I could never get in.

Can we eat with the TV on?

No.

I gotta take that. It's my busy season.

Yeah.

Mom there?

Hey, how are you?

Is Mom there?

Yeah, she's here.

How's school?

Fine.

Is Mom there?

Is that Meadow? Can I talk?

Yeah, you can have her.

Hello?

Did you hear what happened to Bobby Capobianco?

I feel bad taking your old room.

Oh, don't worry about it.

You're all settled in there.

You could sleep in your mother's room.

Pass.

Won't be for long.

Bill's children going to live with their mother end of week.

I go and stay with him.

A few days is not a problem.

I'm glad I can help you out.

And God knows my brother used to sleep

like a fucking dead man in there.

I'm sorry about how I behaved at the cemetery.

Janice, I cannot give records back.

I wish you'd reconsider.

I know Livia left no will.

But possession is 9/10ths of law.

Let's not descend into that.

Feeling in me is she's not here to ask.

I know. I'm sorry.

Just, this is an emotional issue for me.

I thought that if we had the chance to talk one on one,

I could make you understand how much those records mean to me.

Just promise me you'll sleep on it.

It was that bird!

It was that fucking bird in the window!

It was a coincidence.

I was making good jack at that betting parlor!

I was in the fucking zone!

Now everything turns to shit?

The bird thing is if it's in the house flapping around.

And that's death, not bad luck.

Will your mother loan me the money?

She's still paying for her hysterectomy.

Where's that fucking tennis bracelet I got you?

Why don't you get rid of that stupid fucking Range Rover,

which you shouldn't have even bought

if you couldn't afford it... ow!

I'm sorry.

JesusfuckingChrist.

Janice! Janice!

Janice!

Janice? Janice!

Hello?

What the fuck is this, dollar bills?

You owe me $300.

I ain't using I ain't using, Chris...

That's it, I want my money!

I want my money!

Fuck.

Janice call yet?

No.

Hello, Tony.

How have you been?

What is she doing here?

She brings old leg.

Piece of shit made in Russia.

I have lost weight, cannot wear it no more.

Only an hour and it starts to hurt.

I'm getting married, did you know?

You told me.

Wish you all the best.

She put into my Sprite three Halcions.

I miss you so much, Tony.

Why don't we just stick to the subject here?

Your cousin's missing a leg.

$20,000.

That how much it cost, leg she took.

Flex foot, latest technology with vertical shock pylon,

plus calfskin boot.

Kenneth Cole.

You don't even want to talk to me anymore.

I don't see why we can't be friends.

You know what?

I don't even know what I'm doing here.

Except you worked it this way.

We could've talked about this leg thing on the phone.

I'm sorry, Tony.

It's not your fault.

All right, look, I'm sorry about your leg.

I'll reach Janice.

Janice put any food in there?

No, but I have orange juice.

Plus, there are two Miller Genuines.

And your mother's milk delivery still is coming every week.

Southern California vs. Notre Dame.

We're at South Bend, Indiana today,

where we have a perfect football afternoon.

See you next week.

Talk about good timing.

I was just gonna call you, Johnny.

Oh, yeah?

Someplace we could talk in private?

I'm kind of busy.

"Gonna call."

Now you're busy.

Is there something I could get you, Junior?

No, I'm good.

It'll just take a minute.

Anthony, I told you to wait in the car.

Listen to your old man, Anthony.

So, what were you gonna call me about?

I don't got it.

Weaselly son of a bitch!

You got payments you can't make?

You come see me, work out a plan.

I swear, I got a vendor, owes me 300.

- Shut the fuck up! - Ah!

Christ, Johnny.

Your wife's weekly order's all ready.

There's gotta be $30 worth of meat there.

Gabagool, chops, and a beautiful standing roast.

You gonna backtalk me now? Junior, get him over here.

No, wait, please! What are you gonna do?

Anthony, what did I fucking tell you?

What, your father never cut off anybody's pinkie?

That's traumatic for anyone to witness,

much less an 11 year-old.

Actually, it wasn't.

It was a rush, if you want to know the truth.

You want me to delve.

Go on.

Dinner's ready.

Come here.

Come on, I want to talk to you.

What you seen today, Anthony,

a very sad thing.

You disobeyed your old man.

And I ought to give you the belt.

But I gotta say...

a lot of boys your age would've run like a little girl.

But you stayed.

I know you like Mr. Satriale. We all do.

He's a lovely man.

The man is a gambler.

He got over his head in debt.

He owed me money and he refused to pay.

He avoided me.

That's why you should never gamble, Anthony.

What was I supposed to do?

That's my livelihood.

It's how I put food on the table.

You should never gamble, Anthony.

Johnny, dinner's ready!

Anthony!

Janice, turn that off.

Let this be a lesson to you.

A man honors his debts.

Beautiful cut he sent.

You like it standing with the bone in, huh, Lee?

Look at those juices.

♪ All of me ♪

♪ Why not take all of me? ♪

♪ Can't you see ♪

♪ I'm no good... ♪

Go, Wayne Newton.

♪ Without you ♪

♪ Take my lips ♪

♪ I want to lose them ♪

♪ Take my arms ♪

♪ I'll never use them ♪

Can I have the end piece?

Johnny, let's eat while it's still hot.

You bet, baby.

Lady loves her meat.

Four stitches.

Ruined dinner.

This was your first panic attack?

Fainted.

That's what my old man called it.

Obviously, we finally touched on something here.

What you witnessed that day,

where the meat came from...

and your mother's great pleasure in it.

It was the only time you could count on her

being in a good mood,

when the weekly meat delivery from Satriale's

showed up at the house.

Or Fusco, the vegetable man, maybe.

Probably the only time the old man got laid.

- Probably. - Pretty sick, huh?

Getting turned on by free cold cuts.

Do you think that your mother questioned

why the meat was free?

The meat that was going into her children's mouths?

I don't know.

I don't want to know.

I don't even want to fucking think about any of this shit.

I'm sure it was too much for you then too.

That's why you short-circuited.

Puberty.

Witnessing not only your mother and father's sexuality,

but also the violence and blood

so closely connected to the food you were about to eat.

And also,

the thought that someday you might be called upon

to bring home the bacon...

like your father.

All this from a slice of gabagool?

Kind of like Proust's madeleines.

What?

Marcel Proust wrote a seven-volume classic,

Remembrance of Things Past.

He took a bite of a madeleine.

It's a kind of a tea cookie he used to have

when he was a child.

And that one bite unleashed a tide of memories

of his childhood,

and ultimately of his entire life.

This sounds very gay.

I hope you're not saying that.

No.

Understanding root causes

will make you less vulnerable to future episodes.

My fucking head is swimming here.

We're gonna have to stop.

It's a lot to process.

But we've made real progress today.

Good work.

And I'd really like you to write down

any thoughts or associations.

You see the left tackle?

See how he fakes inside,

then he crosses over with his right leg,

so he gets a spin move on the guy.

The he's in the backfield charging the quarterback.

You see?

I thought the tailback had it.

You gotta keep your eye on the ball, A.J.

The ball. That's what it's all about.

Okay, I'm going.

Where?

I gotta bring these things over to Med.

Her biking shoes.

She's been missing my braciole.

Can I come?

We're watching the game.

So? I like going to the city.

I can catch the game in the car.

It's nice he wants to visit his sister.

You're right. I'll get my shoes.

Why don't you watch your game, Ton'?

What, I shouldn't go now?

A.J., why don't you bring this stuff out to the car.

This is about Sambo, right?

I'm paying for that goddamn college.

I don't know what's going on over there.

But if you want to make a big scene

at your daughter's new college,

then comb your hair and come right along.

Embarrass her.

Alienate her.

Or, better yet, cut her off.

Let her drop out of there and go to a state school.

Or maybe move back in here.

I was just trying to protect her from herself.

And I'll do that till the day I fucking die.

I'm not gonna tell you you can't come, Tony, she's your daughter.

I'll probably watch the game.

Garci, handing off at the 40 yard line, across to the 43.

You can see that San Francisco...

I got your favorite Santa Barbara olives.

Leave me the fuck alone.

Chickenshit cocksuckers, go for the touchdown!

I need another fucking five points to cover the spread.

Hi, pardon me.

Here she is.

Meadow!

We're here.

Hi.

Hi.

This is my mom and my little brother, A.J.

Hey.

Dad didn't come?

No, he didn't. Did you want him to?

Noah, would you mind?

Noah told me what Dad said to him.

It's all out in the open, so fuck this.

Let's watch the latrine lip.

What'd Dad say?

Anthony, would you go downstairs and wait for me?

I would like to talk to your sister.

Oh, I know what he said.

Go.

I'm always being sent away.

Why do I bother going anywhere?

What did your father say?

Like he didn't tell you, please.

Well, believe what you like...

He called Noah things that are so disgusting and ugly,

I can't even repeat it.

Well, you're right, there is no excuse.

He's lucky I didn't punch his fucking lights out.

Because you're a civilized person.

So, what was this gonna be then?

Some kind of a big drama?

What, you wanted your father to come here for what?

To subject your friend to this again?

Oh, wait, so I'm in the wrong.

The rest of the world should work around his racist,

retrograde, fucking asshole personality.

He comes from a place and a time

where he thinks he has your best interests at heart.

New Jersey?

The third millennium?

Noah, I'm sure you must know what I'm talking about,

coming from a racially mixed marriage.

I'm sure that's been a difficult burden to shoulder.

Don't slam his family background.

Look what you wound up in.

Noah, would you excuse us a moment?

I would like a word with my daughter.

I'm not going anywhere unless she wants me to.

It's okay, I'll be up in a little while.

I would hate to think

you're airing your family's business in public.

Noah's not stupid.

Took him a while, but he caught on.

But he keeps his opinions to himself.

Unlike some people,

he's a brilliant and sensitive person.

I'm gonna keep my mouth shut,

because I know that anything I say to you or your father

will just fuel this.

I'm not gonna stop seeing Noah.

I put your helmet in there and your padded shorts,

although I would really rather you not

ride your bike in the city.

If you must know,

I'm going to Litchfield, Connecticut,

to the weekend home of some friends of Noah's parents

who work at NBC.

Svetlana, get out here.

Oh, hi.

You must be the famous Bill.

It's moving day, huh?

Oh.

I didn't think you would have the nerve

to show your face to me.

Why? What happened? What's wrong?

Oh, don't give me bullshit. Where is my leg?

Your leg?

Oh, yeah, where's your...?

I know you took it.

That's preposterous.

I mean, what possible use would I have for your leg?

Because you think that will make me give records back.

But you are wrong.

If you see some karmic connection

between your taking my mother's records

and the disappearance of your leg, wow!

The records return to the rightful owner,

and so does the leg.

I can see how you got there.

I don't know how you can live with yourself.

Bill, don't waste breath.

This cunt is gonna be sorry she ever fuck with me.

You better hope you have all your shit out of here,

because I'm calling the locksmith.

Doc, where's Dino?

They got him for possession.

Shit.

The fuck do you care?

He mentioned that job over at Rutgers

he was interested in steering my way.

- Coffeehouse. - Coffeehouse? Shit.

We were gonna jack a benefit concert out there tonight.

Jewel and Amnesty International.

You know the details?

Can you make it work without Dino?

It was my fucking idea.

I know this must be hard for you, Anthony.

Your sister off at college,

you here at home all by yourself with us.

But it won't be for long.

Before you know it, you'll be heading off to college yourself.

I don't think I'm gonna go.

What, college?

Of course you will.

I don't want to talk about it right now.

There's so many people there.

They're all smarter than me.

It's a bunch of freaks.

What?

You're not excused.

You're punished!

He's all right. Las' lui.

Under no circumstances move this car,

or your life will not be worth shit.

Get me Jewel's autograph.

You're a good kid. I'll bring you her underpants.

It all goes in there, no one gets shot.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

You're robbing a benefit concert, you know that?

Is that all there is? I'll fucking blow your head off!

Most people charged it to their student cards.

Hey, what's going on, you?

Shut up! You say one word on that fucking thing

and you're dead!

Hit it!

There's your money.

You ought to hit a tanning salon.

I had a late night.

You gotta give that shit a rest.

A man needs his seven hours. Keeps your mind sharp.

This was work.

Little Jackie hyped us to a score at the Rutgers campus.

Not bad.

What's the matter, Chrissy? Tell Uncle Paulie.

This being made ain't working out the way I thought it would.

A lot of responsibilities.

Fucking A. What did you think?

You're only as fucking smart as this week's lines.

One false move and you spend your fucking time chasing it

instead of making money.

Welcome to the NFL, rookie.

Go home, get some sleep.

Tomorrow's a new day.

Skip, sorry I'm late.

Had to make a few stops.

Have a smelt.

Nah.

We had a very good week this week, boss.

How's our little friend doing?

He had a few knots,

but it came out all right in the end.

Yeah, well, wait till he hears the policy on newly made guys.

They're subject to strip search for wires and shit.

Hm, he'll love that.

He had to augment his kick this week

with a stickup out at Rutgers.

Little Jackie put him onto.

Jackie Aprile?

He had something to do with this thing?

Don't worry. Junior was only the wheel man.

I specifically told Christopher to leave the kid the fuck out.

Just telling you what I know.

Don't be too hard on Chrissy.

He's having a hard enough time as it is.

Yeah, but what's wrong with the kid?

When's he gonna grow up?

Where's Soprano?

Here.

Guys, I want you to take a good look at Soprano here,

and remember his performance on the field last week.

Soprano's on the sidelines three whole quarters waiting.

But does his mind go soft?

No.

Does his fire go out?

Heck, no.

When the call came, he brought his A game.

This young man may have a big future ahead of him.

He may be a leader.

And that's what it takes.

And that's why I'm naming him defensive captain.

All right, all right.

So let's hit those showers.

One thought in mind...

Soprano.

Soprano, you all right?

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