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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 ♪

This is so amazing!

Hey!

Oh, my God.

The way you just said "hey" to me.

You are so nice.

I mean, I knew that the first day you saw me.

Hug me!

You have to try it.

I am so not depressed anymore!

Try what?

Ecstasy.

Where did you get it?

Your friend.

What the fuck is he doing at Columbia?

God, he's fucking cute!

Our families are friends. I've known him forever.

You like that?

I choose you!

Having fun?

Not as much as Caitlin.

Yo, you see the eyes she had on me?

The lid, dude. She's from Okla-fucking-homa.

So, Jackie, you're in a frat now?

Rutgers chapter, since freshman year.

I came up here to see you.

Got any more X?

For you, the first hit's free.

Just don't tell your dad.

I don't even talk to him anymore.

Read 'em and suck my dick!

Yes, yes!

Yes, baby!

Thirty times, right there, that's mine.

Oh, he's still got the dice?

I own these fucking dice.

You're making me a rich man, Ralphie boy!

Mr. Soprano.

The boss.

That's gonna be two vodka tonics.

How are you?

What can I get you guys?

Fucking faccia di merda, he don't come say hello?

What's this, a new suit, huh?

- Hey, Ton'. - Hey, how are you?

Hey, Ton'. How you doing?

What's wrong with you? The Skip's here.

I'm on a roll here.

You'll be on a slab, you keep it up.

- Hey, come here. - Hey, Ton'.

I'm sorry, this fucking guy.

Hello, Anthony.

You look good.

Want a drink?

Another time, Anthony.

Another time.

Let's whack this cocksucker and be done with it.

I'm here to enjoy myself.

I'm so fucking hard.

No, Jackie, don't.

Meadow. Meadow, wake up.

I'm so sleepy.

You drank too much fucking tequila.

Come on, I can't stop now.

"Another time, Anthony"?

Cocksucker turns his back on the boss?

That I couldn't believe.

Lucky I didn't put one in his fucking head.

On that front, don't be surprised

if Paulie pops the question.

Ralphie's star is rising.

All those unions.

Paulie can't come near that kind of cash for us.

Ralphie's a good earner.

Guy like that, loose cannon.

You'll be leaving your house,

he'll pull a Jack Ruby on you.

Why'd I have to punch this fucking asshole?

Frankly, I was a little surprised.

Oh, you're gonna start on me now, huh?

He disrespected the Bing.

So? He's barred from the place.

He bashed that poor girl's brains in.

I hear you. I know.

It was a tragedy.

The fact is, though,

she was not related to you by blood or marriage.

She was not your goomar.

Ralphie's a made guy, Ton'.

All things considered, he's got a legitimate beef.

Make him disappear, or make nice.

You only got two choices.

I would suggest something in the way of an apology.

Absolutely fucking not!

Do something public that shows there's no bad blood.

Give him...

Give him a piece of the casino.

We're partnered with New York on that,

and I don't want him that close to Johnny Sack.

You could bump him up to captain.

It's what he's been wanting, you know.

Ralphie, a fucking captain.

Over my dead body.

Thank you.

You see that shit before?

The look on Tony's face when I turned down that drink?

Buy me a drink? Fuck you.

He knew it was wrong, what he did.

He is the boss. He could do what he wants.

Boss or no, you don't raise your hands to another made guy.

Joe Mo from Mulberry Street, exact same situation.

He smacked that guy from North Bergen around.

Huge problem.

Of course.

Rules are rules, otherwise, what?

Fucking anarchy.

At the very least, Tony owes you an apology.

The money I put in his pocket for construction alone,

he should hit his knees, this prick.

What?

You think I'm afraid of that fat fuck?

No offense.

I could see if it was his daughter,

or a niece of his.

But all this over some dead whore.

He had to be fucking her.

No.

He knew you were fucking her.

That's why, that's how he is.

It's like a dog with two bones.

I'm supposed to go over there for Thanksgiving, me and Ro',

Tony's.

Really?

Fuck him and his turkey.

I ought to shove a drumstick up his ass.

Look who I caught sneaking in the fire door.

My parishioners might not understand

I'm here to help feed the hungry.

- Reverend. - Happy Thanksgiving.

Marone, who needs it?

Oh, come on. Turkey, sweet potatoes, pumpkin pie?

You gotta love all that.

Yeah, that's because you never lived through the walyo version.

Major antipast' first.

Then soup, meatballs and 'scarole,

then the baked manicott', then the bird.

Oh, I love manicotti.

Turkeys are here.

Some in here, too.

Thing with turkeys, they got no sense of direction.

They were on their way to Food Emporium, and now look.

What's this I hear about Ralph Cifaretto?

He refused to have a drink with you at the club?

So?

He refused the drink 'cause he's a despicable fuck

that I bitch-slapped in a moment of very justified anger.

That sounds like a problem.

Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.

- Yeah, you too. - Thank you.

Happy Thanksgiving, Reverend.

Is that mine?

Ah, beautiful.

Look at that.

Ah, shit!

- What's the matter? - That fucking asshole's

supposed to come to Thanksgiving with Rosalie.

No way he'll show.

I'm gonna give him the option?

That cocksucker shouldn't even be there in the first place.

Honey, I know you don't like to...

I know you don't like to be pinned down,

but Thanksgiving, it would be very nice

to be able to tell Carmela whether you're coming.

Who's gonna be there?

Besides us?

I don't know, Carm's parents.

Great.

How 'bout Meadow?

So, Thanksgiving, who's all coming this year?

You know, the usual.

Nana and Grandpa, Chris and Ade.

I think Janice is bringing someone from her prayer group.

Um... Aunt Ro' and Uncle Ralph.

Jackie's probably not coming though, right?

Oh, I don't know, why?

Can't I just ask anything?

All right, take it easy.

I have class. I'll see you Thursday.

All right, bye.

Hello.

Hey, Carm, it's Ro'.

God, that is so weird that you just called.

I just hung up with Meadow,

and she was asking if Jackie was coming for Thanksgiving.

Oh, really?

Jackie just asked me about her.

My radar's up.

Oh, you and those romance novels, Rosalie.

Can you imagine the beautiful children those two would make,

with those genes?

Remember when Meadow was born, what we said?

Yes, we said a lot of things, Ro'.

Do me a favor.

Concentrate on that almond torte of yours, all right?

I'm counting on you.

I'm looking for the recipe.

All right, bye.

Here's the turkey.

Oh, my God, it's huge.

It's a good thing. I'm feeding an army this year.

Not as many as you think.

I need you to call Rosalie and cancel with them.

For Thanksgiving? Why?

Just do it, all right?

Enough of this Jetsons shit,

them going over to Mr. Spacely's house for dinner.

I was just talking to her. What am I gonna say?

Fine, I'll call.

And my excuse won't be nearly as nice as yours.

Goddamn it, Tony.

What, your stomach still?

Dr. Akavi?

Gloria Trillo, Globe Mercedes.

Listen, a preowned 2001 S600 just came in.

You're the first person I thought of.

Wood trim package, GPS with everything.

Only 7,500 miles.

I don't think it's gonna last till Saturday.

Tomorrow? Great.

No, I'm sorry, I can't.

We're doing a sales meeting at lunch.

Okay, see you.

Bye.

You waiting for somebody in there?

Got an appointment.

Did she double-book us?

I'm usually Thursday, but I had to reschedule

because of the holiday.

No, this is when I usually come.

I'm trying to quit smoking.

Serial killer.

I murdered seven relationships.

You know, listen, you're here.

Why don't you take my appointment?

Oh, no, no, I couldn't do that, no.

No, it'll be my good deed for the day.

Flag on the play.

I'm pretty sure you said Tuesday.

I did?

I'll come back next week at the same time,

and, uh, no problemo.

I told her, she can have my appointment.

Actually, it is a little difficult

getting away from work.

See?

I... I could see you tonight at 7:00.

Yeah, yeah. Thanks.

Okay.

How hard was that?

Hello?

Ro', it's Carm.

This is so terrible to do on such short notice,

but I just got off the phone with Ma.

- What's the matter? - It's my father.

They had some troubling test results.

Something to do with his white blood cells.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, I know. Uh...

They're gonna have to do further testing

before they can be sure of the diagnosis.

Ma just wants to have a quiet Thanksgiving.

She said that they would have it just the two of them, but...

They should be with their family.

I feel so awful giving you so little notice.

Oh, don't be silly, I just wish there was something I could do.

Thank you, Ro', that is so sweet.

And, of course, I'll let you know when I know anything more.

Okay. Take care, sweetheart.

Bye.

All right, bye-bye.

Carm's father, he's sick.

She had to cancel Thanksgiving.

It's 3:00 a.m.

Bam, come wide awake.

Something specific?

It's a management problem.

It's a situation with an underling.

Now, it's partly my fault.

But he never should've done what he did.

What was it? Could you tell me that?

He caused a...

early retirement...

of somebody else.

The particulars aren't important.

He fucked up.

Now, ordinarily, I would just, you know,

put him out to pasture.

But he's a very valuable piece of manpower.

Is it complicated by a personal relationship?

Been reading that, uh...

that book you told me about.

You know, The Art of War, by Sun Tzu.

I mean, here's this guy, a Chinese general,

wrote this thing 2,400 years ago.

And most of it still applies today.

Balk the enemy's power.

Force him to reveal himself.

I have to ask,

are you in any sort of danger?

No, no. Can I go on?

You know, most of the guys that I know,

they read Prince Machiavelli.

And I had Carmela go and get the CliffNotes once,

and he's okay.

But this book is much better about strategy.

Listen, I wanted to ask you about the girl.

You know, that woman that was here today.

The Mercedes sales lady.

I'm very sorry about the confusion.

What does somebody like that need a shrink for?

I can't talk about another patient.

Just, uh...

You know, it makes you wonder, that's all.

Listen, it's...

You know, it's after hours. It's dark.

You want me to walk you to your car?

No, thank you.

I have some work I have to catch up on here.

Nichol cuts it back inside

- and can't get by... - Anyone for a turtle?

Hm?

Aaron? Honey?

Hey!

What? Oh.

Who's winning?

Like you even know who's playing.

It so happens that I do.

Detroit plays every Thanksgiving.

What a shame Barry Sanders retired.

He's a real sweetheart.

A.J., did you tell your dad and your grandpa

how I served him when I waitressed at Kenny Rogers?

Colonel Sanders.

No, at Kenny Rogers, Barry Sanders.

Yeah, she served him.

Yes!

Hey.

Yes! Yeah!

- Hey. - Hey.

Meadow, you know I love you

more than anything in this world, right?

Dad, what are you talking about?

I know things haven't been so good with us lately.

It's just...

if anything were ever to happen to you...

Everybody, come on! Dinner!

Go ahead.

I'll tell you, this turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

My two boys, huh?

I was worried about the gravy, but...

Ralph, honey, you feel all right?

You hardly touched your manicott'.

I'm fine. Christ, please, how many times?

Jackie, honey, you don't have to stay for dessert

if you don't want to.

Jesus Christ, a little manners, huh?

What'd she just say?

It's okay.

Why don't you go see

if Meadow wants to go to a movie or something?

Sure, Ma.

Good dinner.

I'll tell you a nifty trick.

Break off a piece of Ohio kitchen match,

in the screw hole, give the threads something to grab on to.

Yeah? 'Cause I used the Elmer's, and the knob still fell out.

Forget about it.

Narcolepsy is an ASDA-certified dyssomnia.

It's no picnic.

Almost time for turkey sandwiches!

I'll put more coffee on.

Oh, my God, who could that be?

It's the Boston Strangler. Jesus, Ma.

I'll get it.

Hey. How are you?

Hey!

Jackie, hi.

I guess you know everybody here,

except for Aaron, Janice's friend.

Hey, Aaron.

Have you heard the good news?

He is risen.

Sit down.

We're gonna have some turkey sandwiches.

Thanks. I already ate.

Just figured I'd see if Meadow wanted to do something.

See a movie, whatever.

Sure. I mean, I was gonna go over to Hunter's.

You wanna go?

Whatever.

I'll be down in a sec.

A Soprano and an Aprile.

So how's school? Everything good, right?

Yeah, GPA's up this quarter.

Why don't you just bag it and come to Dov's?

Hunter's expecting me.

We can hang out all weekend.

We wouldn't have to, like, do anything.

I have to study.

Don't you have midterms too?

I don't even go anymore.

What? Why?

Organic chemistry?

Nucleotides and shit.

You wanna know what I'm interested in?

Men's fashion.

Not the faggy part of it, but like to be Hugo Boss.

Did you ever think of applying to FIT?

It's supposed to be a good school for that.

Come on, come to Dov's.

I wanna be with you so bad.

I can't, Jackie.

What?

You won't go with me,

but you'd go with that black guy?

It's not that I don't want to go.

I've been hurt.

Just give me some time, okay?

...as street corners are heaps of crumbled wrath and masonry.

Darling Christmas gift...

Three shuttles remain, now...

It makes me crazy.

Rosalie, all of them.

They're already hiring the caterers.

I mean, we were young when we got married,

but those two?

Emotionally they are much younger than we were.

Until then,

here's how you'll get your thrills.

The Mercedes-Benz coups and convertibles.

Earth to Tony.

Thinking of getting one of those.

What, a Mercedes?

Go ahead. It's a cute car.

Did you hear?

T. disinvited Ralph to Thanksgiving.

No shit.

Marone.

Tony sees the big picture.

Oh, little Paulie.

Hey, Ton'.

This prick treating you okay?

No complaints.

Come on, little Paulie, everybody,

I'll buy you an egg cream.

Come on, sit down.

So how are things going over there, you know,

with our friend?

Well, the same, you know.

What's he saying about me?

To me? Nothing. He knows better.

He's still breaking my balls, though,

about taking orders from me.

Plus now, with you and him and all that other shit there.

You know, it's your job to make my job easier.

I'm not complaining. You asked me.

He's a frustrating guy.

Look, I don't know how things are gonna go,

but I can't promise he's gonna go away.

No, it's not just him.

This Freon deal.

We're in the middle of a major renovation at the house,

I got two kids getting ready

- for college soon. - I know.

Hey, hang in there.

You're doing a good job.

Did you see those bags?

Fucking stress is killing him.

Yeah.

Maybe he wants my fucking job.

Third-year wideout Randy Moss.

It's a matter of honor this Thanksgiving

because everyone at Texas remembers Turkey Day two years ago...

Sure you don't wanna eat? I got a little turkey left.

No, thank you, dear. Johnny, please, don't get up.

I'm off to physical therapy, hon.

Used to be some hoofer, poor thing.

Takes a terrible toll on the joints.

You heard what he did with Thanksgiving?

It's not good, Ralph.

Will you please tell me what I did to this guy?

Turn down a drink? I wasn't thirsty.

- Ralph... - Ever since I'm back from Miami

he's up my ass.

I'm earning with three hands here,

and it's still not good enough to satisfy this cocksucker.

And then he fucking hits me?

I'm telling you, John,

he's not leaving me a lot of options here.

Don't talk crazy.

You wanna commit suicide,

pills are a lot easier.

What do you think Carmine would say

if I wanted to switch families?

Come with you guys.

Carmine doesn't know who you are.

You could tell him.

Ralph, listen to me.

As a friend, I know Tony can be difficult.

His father was the same, his uncle.

They always need someone to demonize.

But New York and the Sopranos have long-standing ties,

and that's not gonna change.

Not for you or anybody else.

You want me to be frank?

You brought this on yourself with that girl.

"A," she was a whore, "B," she hit me.

And that wasn't my kid she was carrying.

It was the fucking coke.

I should've never started with that shit.

Fucking Miami. It's all over the place.

Just tell Anthony you're sorry.

I was high, I admit it.

And I swear to Christ I'm not doing it anymore.

"Tony, I'm sorry."

Fuck that. What good would it do?

It might save your life.

He hit me.

He was wrong. Believe me, he knows.

You don't think I know people are laughing behind my back?

I'll talk to Tony. I'm sure he'll make it right.

At this point, how?

I don't know.

Would you take capo of your crew?

No. No, I wouldn't. No fucking way.

Ralph Cifaretto came by.

Yeah? What'd he want, a fully fueled jet

and a safe trip to the pope?

He's running scared since you cancelled that dinner.

"If your opponent is of choleric temper, irritate him."

Yeah, well, he wants to apologize.

Oh, really?

Would that put this to rest?

If it's sincere,

it might relieve me of a very unpleasant decision.

You know, they're about to break ground on the Esplanade.

We're talking about millions of dollars here.

It wouldn't hurt either of us

to have a point man in there who feels appreciated.

I'm just saying.

Wouldn't hurt to throw him a bone.

Like what?

- Capo? - No fucking way.

Never.

You heard what he did.

That poor girl just had her 20th birthday.

Capo's what he mentioned.

I threw cold water on it right away.

But she was a whore, Tony.

You know, I don't want to talk about that situation ever again,

with anybody.

You understand me?

It was just a suggestion.

Keep a happy shop.

Correct me if I'm wrong, didn't you say you weren't gonna stick your beak in?

Can't two friends talk?

I talked to him.

He's delighted you wanna see him.

Great! He said that?

That's- that's great.

That's fucking great news.

What'd I tell you?

Listen, the other thing, um,

what's he gonna do to make that right?

Just talk to him.

He indicated he's very open to working something out.

Thank you, thank you.

Anything!

Thank you, thank you.

Oh! Fabian.

The fuck you doing up before noon?

I'm moving out, over to Dov's.

Beanie boy?

Yeah, his reserve unit in Israel got called up.

God bless America, huh?

Listen, you find yourself short on X,

I know a guy.

X?

What?

I'm trying to do you a favor.

And just so you know,

that bullshit your future father-in-law pulled

over Thanksgiving,

he knew I had no intention of going over there.

He's trying to save face.

So he stoops so low,

he had his wife lie to your mother.

Whatever you need, give me a call.

Be good.

The woman is 50 years old.

Sometimes I just want to scream in her face,

"Quit whining!

No wonder he left you!"

Her supervisor looks at her crosseyed,

and I get a call at 3:00 in the morning.

She wants to talk about how her father laughed at her

when she fell off her bicycle when she was seven.

Does she call your emergency number?

No, that's not the point, Elliot.

Oh, these fucking interruptions!

I was raped.

You have feelings of your own, and who is listening?

That's right, damn it.

I have to sit there and take care of these people

hour after hour, with all their problems.

And some of them are very real and very serious.

And I'm sorry.

I care, I really do.

But it's hard sometimes.

I just want to say, "I hurt!"

Good. Sure.

That's why you're here.

I'm sorry, Elliot.

No need to be sorry.

You've been through such trauma.

It takes tremendous strength of will and inner resource

to soldier on as you do at your work.

Thank you, Elliot.

I try.

I really do.

It's just hard sometimes.

And patient Soprano?

How's all that?

He offered to escort me to my car.

I almost fell in his arms crying.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Chris. Paulie.

Ralphie.

Ahem.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah, Tony.

About what?

About what? You know...

to apologize.

Oh.

Sit down?

I was doing a lot of coke.

I said some things, and I did some things...

that I'm sorry for.

It's not gonna happen again.

What'd you do?

I was rude...

when you offered me the drink.

And I disrespected the Bing.

And the girl...

that shouldn't have happened.

Like I said, I was doing a lot of coke.

But I gave that up, and...

End of story, and...

I'm sorry, Tony.

Okay?

Anything else?

Hey.

What's up, Gi'?

Hey, Gi'.

My wife made some turkey sandwiches,

anybody wants one.

Here.

I'm still a little bloated from Thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving 1982.

Fucking turkey, it's like spackle in my bowels.

Nothing moves.

Want me to run up to Rite Aid's and get you some Metamucil?

Nah, I hate that shit.

Maybe I'll try one with lettuce and cranberry.

Ralph around?

Not yet. Want me to give him a call?

Please, let's just enjoy the quiet, huh?

After decades of planning, ground was broken today

on the city of Newark, New Jersey's Museum of Science and Trucking

and Riverfront Esplanade.

Oh, hi, Ralphie.

Come on in. He's watching TV.

...the project was held up several times

by political infighting...

Nothing. He gave me nothing.

Two seconds, look, the fucking Esplanade, finally.

We'll need our own bulldozers

to take the money away.

Not a thing, John.

Not a thankyou, not an apology, nothing.

Calm down, take it easy.

He let me stand there like a servant.

Scraping, bowing.

Cocksucker didn't even invite me to sit down.

It's posturing. It's part of the game.

Fuck the game. He's going down.

What are you, fucking stupid coming in here talking to me like that?

I don't give a fuck anymore!

I've given my life to this thing,

and this is the thanks I get?

It's Silvio Dante on the phone.

You wanna talk to him?

Tell him I'll call him back.

They're my children, Thorne.

You seriously cannot be...

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry!

No.

You shut the door?

Jesus Christ, you're worse than Bobby.

Anybody see you come in?

Yeah.

Fuck 'em. I don't give a shit anymore.

Brought you some leftover turkey and stuffing, manicott'.

Keep it.

Everything goes through me.

And these drafts, I should be down in Boca.

Drafts?

It's like the fucking Amazon jungle in here.

What's the thermostat say?

Don't touch it!

All right.

Jesus.

You're scaring the hell outta me here.

The thought of losing you.

You're not going to lose me.

Grandpa, did he ever work for somebody named Trillo?

He owned a lumberyard?

My father was a master stonemason.

He never cut fucking wood.

A contractor, then?

Built Garden Apartments?

There was somebody named Trillo. He had seven daughters.

I can't remember.

I thought you were gonna ask my advice about Ralph Cifaretto.

Got any thoughts?

What else do I have left?

A real "contremps" you have on your hands here.

A good kid, but you never should've put Gigi in there.

He's strong, a good earner, well respected.

Not by that crew.

To them he's a Ghibelline coming over to butt in.

They don't trust him. They undermine him.

On top of that, you got Ralph now pissing in their ears.

Any day you'll have a mutiny on your hands.

So I take Gigi out, what kind of message does that send?

That you're indecisive and unsure of yourself.

Exactly.

Who the fuck would I replace him with, anyway?

- All good questions. - Great.

- What's the fucking answer? - Who says there is one?

That's what being a boss is.

You steer the ship the best way you know.

Sometimes it's smooth, sometimes you hit the rocks.

In the meantime, you find your pleasures where you can.

How much longer, Skip?

I gotta take a leak!

Holy Jesus.

What the fuck are you looking at?

Call 911.

I don't feel a pulse.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

Thank you, Tony.

He was a good man.

Never said a bad word about anybody.

Thank you, Tony.

I'm so sorry.

It's fucking awful.

He's a young man.

Heart disease.

The silent killer.

Hey, there are worse ways to go.

Even still, on the pishadoo?

Pretty fucking humiliating.

That's how Elvis died.

That guy in Hollywood too.

Don something.

Producer of The Simpsons.

So, there's a vacancy.

There's a lot of business to do.

You thought about who it's gonna be?

Terrible. It's a terrible thing.

Guy was in here twice a week.

Brought the kids and everything on Sundays.

Artie. Hey, Ton'.

I gotta go rotate my pork shoulder.

You wanted to see me?

Sit down.

I'm making you captain.

You are?

That's great.

Oh, that's fucking great.

Anthony, you're not gonna be sorry.

Thank you.

What?

I need to hear it was merit...

and not just 'cause somebody was constipated

and blew a gasket.

You're gonna be making a lot more money, Ralphie,

so don't question.

You wanted captain? You're captain.

Thank you, Tony. You're right.

I've wanted this so fucking long.

Well...

you know what they say.

Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.

So...

we gonna have a drink together or what?

So, what's this shit I hear

about Tony having a fight with Ralph Cifaretto?

Something about Thanksgiving?

I was there.

What, at Tony's?

Wow, on Thanksgiving?

After dinner, to take Meadow out.

Did you fuck her yet?

Her body is mad ripe.

Yeah, but did you fuck her yet?

She's creaming for me, man.

You didn't fuck her yet.

I don't know if it's even a smart thing.

She's Tony Soprano's daughter.

I'll be right back.

See you.

Jackie, come on.

Vassar, that band.

Come on, double or nothing.

Yeah, rack 'em.

You said you were gonna take me.

Go sit down.

Fucking brat.

Meadow!

Goddamn it!

Hey, no!

Meadow!

Oh, my God! Fuck! Meadow!

- Jackie! - Jesus, Meadow, you all right?

I think so. Easy.

Ow! What's the matter?

My purse is stuck.

You guys all right?

We're fine.

We're totally fine. Nobody got hurt.

- What happened? - Blew a tire.

But your car!

Fuck the car. I'll call it in stolen.

Oh, my God, Jackie, I am so sorry!

As long as you're okay.

I don't know what I would've done if you would've got hurt.

- You almost died. - I'm so sorry.

I should've taken you to Vassar like you wanted.

But you loved that car.

It's all right.

Come on, let's get you home.

No. I wanna go with you.

You sure?

And we could match up...

Well, that sounds good.

I'll give you my card. I'll be here at 10:00.

- Great. - Okay?

- Nice to meet you. - Hey, nice meeting you.

Hey.

It's you.

I had my eye on, uh... one of these.

You have good taste.

Mind if I take it for a test drive?

You have to be accompanied by a sales rep.

Anybody available?

Dale?

- Yeah. - I'm going out.

600.

Thanks.

Thank you. Mmhm.

Hello?

Jennifer, it's Gloria Trillo.

I'm really sorry, but I can't make it today.

Everything all right?

Yeah, yeah, fine.

All they had was wine coolers.

Well, I'm glad you called.

Do you want to reschedule?

No, it's okay.

I'll just see you next week at the regular time.

Okay, I'll see you next week.

♪ Well, I don't have As many friends because ♪

♪ I'm not as pretty as I was ♪

♪ I've kicked myself at times Because I've lied ♪

♪ So I will have to learn To stand my ground ♪

♪ I'll tell them I won't be around ♪

♪ I'll move on over To your town ♪

♪ And hide ♪

♪ And you be the captain ♪

♪ And I'll be no one ♪

♪ And you can carry me away ♪

♪ If you want to ♪

♪ And you can lay low ♪

♪ Just like your father ♪

♪ And if I tread Upon your feet ♪

♪ You just say so ♪

♪ 'Cause you're the captain ♪

♪ I am no one ♪

♪ I tend to feel as though I owe one to you ♪

♪ To you ♪

♪ Well, I have handed All my efforts in ♪

♪ Searched here For my second wind ♪

♪ Is there somewhere here To let me in ♪

♪ I asked ♪

♪ So I slammed the doors They slammed at me ♪

♪ I found the place I'm meant to be ♪

♪ I figured out my destiny At last ♪

♪ And you be the captain ♪

♪ And I'll be no one ♪

♪ And you can carry me away If you want to ♪

♪ And you can lay low ♪

♪ Just like your father ♪

♪ And if I tread upon your... ♪