All language subtitles for The Sopranos - S04E08 - Mergers & Acquisitions.eng.SDH

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[POP MUSIC SOFTLY PLAYING]

Here, I made it with
a lot of milk and sugar.

It's more comforting that way.

You sure you don't want some
eggs or an English or something?

You're coming back?

I hope so. Immigration,
they make problems.

Well, maybe Tony can help with that.

Yeah.

Why are you still here? I thought
you were flying out to Naples.

I just drop off the
shirts from Patsy's guy.

But you should be on your
way to see your old man.

Cancer is everywhere in his
body. Cancer don't respect nothing.

-You know, it started in his guts.
-Do you need any money?

I'm good.

Please call. And let us know.

I'm sorry, Tony.

You're gonna have to get
somebody else to drive you.

It's not a problem. Go.

You think he wears a bag?

-Who wears what?
-You know, a colostomy bag.

Furio's old man.

-How the fuck would I know that?
-Because my ma

maybe, maybe not, has to get one.

-Could we not talk about this?
-We could talk about any topic you like.

Good.

It's just that with Ma squared
away to go to Green Grove…

For fuck's sake, Paulie,
everybody's gonna get old and die.

-Am I driving you tomorrow too?
-No, I'll drive myself.

-I got nothing else to do.
-I got an important meeting, that's all.

It's a delicate situation.

We lucked out with the weather, huh?

So how's the life of leisure?

I'm playing golf, ain't I?

Cocksucker.

Seriously, it's good you're pulling
back business-wise like we agreed.

My nephew, I told him.
I'm gonna be speaking

through him and only him as time passes.

-Good.
-Plus Sil.

Good.

I don't wanna celebrate my
daughter's first kid in prison.

[PHONE RINGING]

-Hey.
-All right, this sit-down in Perth Amboy.

-Get a pen and paper.
-Hold on.

I can't find a piece of paper.

-Shoot.
-All right, tell Paulie to let Patsy

run the car operation while Furio's gone.

Tell Patsy he's got to kick up 10 points.

Seven and a half to me,
two and a half to Paulie.

-Got it.
-All right, you and Sil, you figure out

who pays the Longshore Union and
how much. I'll back you up whichever.

What the fuck?

-I'm on it.
-All right.

[ETHNIC ITALIAN MUSIC PLAYING]

-Carmela, a simple yes or no will do.
-Please.

-Artie. Hi, how are things?
-Fine.

They ever catch those muggers?

Did you leave room for dessert?

We'll have one zabaglione and
four spoons. Coffees all around.

Bri, can I ask you a
financial-related question?

The last thing the guy
wants to do is talk shop.

Go ahead and ask him anything.
It's all he likes to talk about.

No big thing. I was wondering
if you had any ideas what Tony

should do with the proceeds
from the property in Newark?

-A HUD?
-What?

Kid loves Paul Newman
movies. No more grappa for you.

You know what I'm talking about.
Uncle Junior's lot on Frelinghuysen Ave.

Oh, yeah, that. It
all went into the trust.

T-bills. I was able to lock you
in before the rates dropped.

What doesn't this kid know about money?

You know, I trust him 1000%.

Thank you.

We have so many more of the newborn size.

I think they're cheaper.

Next year we can put
a notice in the bulletin

that people whose last
names begin with A to K

bring the newborns and L to Z
bring the bigger ones. Or vice versa.

Whatever we give them, the girls at
our ladies' shelter should be grateful.

I mean, nobody told them to go
and have babies without husbands.

I remember his charity toward
my family when Jack died.

I didn't know how to pay the
phone bill. Jackie did everything.

-Here you go.
-Thank you.

Well, I pay bills, but other
than that it's the same with Tony.

Try to find out where the
money is, how much we have,

and I get such resistance.

I didn't know what we had
until after I buried Jackie.

Well, was it enough?

Sort of.

Not really.

How much is enough, anyway?

I don't know, that's my point.
Doesn't anything ever change?

Women are supposed
to be partners nowadays.

I'm not a feminist, I'm not
saying 50-50, but Jesus.

You know, I put up with this
goomar shit. Pardon my French.

Well, I made my peace
with it best I could, anyway.

Isn't your cousin Brian
handling your money?

The big things, the
investments. He's doing well too.

You know, I do have
to give Tony credit there.

He did meet me halfway
with that, God bless him.

-Which was a big step for him.
-Maybe you have nothing to worry about.

I don't know. Tony pulls people into
his circle, I don't know what to think.

[HORSE WHINNYING]

Good girl.

Titanium?

Track's freezing up. It's
too hard for aluminum.

Well, whatever she's got
on those feet, she's a winner.

A little colicky?

Yeah. You don't feel
good, big girl? You big girl.

Fuck this horse-whispering shit.

What is this costing
us? Oh, Tony, Valentina.

-Valentina, Tony Soprano.
-Hi.

She works in an art gallery.
Helping me to enlarge my collection.

And this, my Chiquita
Banana, is Pie-O-My.

-She's beautiful.
-There's no stopping this horse.

-She's gonna go to the Breeders'.
-We'll do the geldings next, Whitey.

Hon, can you come here a sec? I
think I have something in my eye.

Let Dr. Ralphie have a look.

-I don't see anything.
-Maybe you need more light.

The fuck?

-I can't believe you did this to me.
-It was a joke, hon.

-Nothing funny about it.
-There is from where I'm standing.

Besides, it's good luck.

-What?
-It's good luck to step in horse shit.

-Ask any horse person.
-It's true.

Then why aren't you
walking around all day

looking for horse
shit to stomp around in?

-It only works if it's an accident.
-Fucking sick, all of youse.

Fucko, where's the hose?

You know, it can be risky trusting
him to have a sense of humor.

-Did you think it was funny?
-What I think is funny

is what an 8-year-old
boy thinks is funny.

-Having any fun yourself?
-What, you taking a survey?

-Have any interest in art?
-Sure. The right thing, I do.

There's an artist down in New
Hope, specializes in horses.

Give him a photo, he
paints a beautiful portrait.

-It'd look great in your office.
-Have a look at my office

-before you make that call.
-Think about it. If you're interested

give me a call.

"La Paz."

-What's that, Puerto Rican?
-Cubana.

My mother was Italian. My father Cuban.

You're a dangerous combination.

She gorgeous or what?

Sweet as sugar.

If there is anything you need,
anything at all, press this button.

-Which one?
-This one that I'm showing you.

-Safety first.
-A friend, Ms. Cirillo, might stop by.

She said she wanted
to see you before lunch.

Oh, Cookie.

Look, just like home. They're gonna
wait on you hand and foot around here.

Benny, put the boxes in the
closet. Oh, and go get the TV.

The both of youse carry it.

Come on, cowgirl. Let's go
down to the chuck wagon,

and see what they're rustling up.

-Paulie, did they bring my bathmat?
-For the fifth time, Ma, yes.

Hey, look who's here to
make you feel at home.

-Cookie. Are you here too?
-Not yet, but it's all paid for.

-I'm gonna move in after my surgery.
-Minn comes twice a week for lunch.

And in the meantime
she's one of the girls.

-Look how you've grown up, Paulie.
-I know. I don't understand it.

When I was a kid,
you two were old ladies.

Now I'm old and you two are still old.

So how's Chucky doing,
anyway? Still teaching?

He's been a high school
principal for the last 10 years or so.

-Bergen North.
-He must give you a lot of happiness.

-Except for that wife of his.
-All you ever been was nice to her.

-I know that.
-Come on, girls. I'll take you to lunch.

-I gotta use the WC.
-She just went 10 minutes ago.

Paulie, I don't want to embarrass
your mother in the dining room,

so make sure that she
knows she can't sit with me,

and Minn and our other girls.

-What are you talking about?
-We're a set group.

We eat together, we
play Scrabble for money,

and there's really
no room at either table.

Come on now, Cookie. I
know you girls can work it out.

[MOVIE PLAYING LOUDLY]

Fucking amazing.

This is how simple
it is to change inputs.

[BLUES LOUDLY PLAYING]

-Listen to that imaging in stereo mode.
-It's like Clapton's there at your house.

Tony.

Great, huh?

We can all watch movies as a family now.

And listen to that.

I think it's great.

I'm going food shopping.
Maybe I'll get In the Bedroom.

-What time you want me to wake you?
-The movie.

Oh, yeah.

-Good.
-Have fun.

[MUSIC STILL LOUDLY PLAYING]

-Hello?
-Mr. Bolton, please?

-Chuck?
-Richard.

-Yeah, can you talk?
-Yeah, I'm on a hotel phone.

So how are you? What's going on?

I found him, Chuck. I found
the man who killed Helen.

-What?
-It was me they were after.

Who? Who are they?

Devlin MacGregor and Lentz.

Lentz was supervising
the protocol for RDU-90.

He knew I found out it was
causing liver damage. It was Lentz.

Richard, Lentz is dead.

What? How?

He died in a car accident last summer.

-Richard?
-Yeah.

Can you prove this about the drug?

Yeah, I think so.

I need your help, Chuck.
Call Bones at the hospital

tell him to give me whatever help I need.

Beautiful-looking animal.

Great definition, carriage.

I'd love to paint her.

Good, good.

But what about this deadbeat?

There's no problem cropping you both out.

We could set her in front
of the rail at the track,

or if you'd prefer something more
pastoral, we can place her in a meadow.

I don't know about that, but can you
leave me in there and crop him out?

Easy. And frankly, it would
be better. Composition-wise.

Go for the pastoral, much more dignified.

-And it comes framed?
-Exactly as you see that one.

Six thousand five hundred.

All right, you got a deal.

-To Pie-O-Mine.
-My.

-Your what?
-No, no, no, the name. It's "Pie-O-My."

[GLASSES CLINKING]

I'll give you the whole thing now.

There.

I'd better get your
receipt. I'll just be a minute.

Let's not forget to drink
to the beautiful señorita

whose idea this was in the first place.

I bet you say that to all the girls.

There's not that many. To tell
the truth, the ones that there are

they don't got many ideas.

We should probably
start heading back soon.

Yeah.

-On the way we could stop and eat.
-Yeah, we could definitely stop.

[MOANING]

-Like that.
-Oh, yeah, so nice.

-Just like that.
-Yeah, that's so good.

[MOANING]

Come on, let me up.

Let me up.

You can see cows from in there.

Sit down and eat
before it gets any colder.

-Looks good, doesn't it?
-Mine needed salt.

Jesus-fucking-Christ, these
fucking hicks can't even get this right.

You did this?

Oh, that's very mature.

It's not funny.

I thought you had an
8-year-old sense of humor.

Come here and give me a kiss.

I'm eating.

Not anymore, you're not.

What if I promise to be good?

How good?

Good.

[GASP]

Shit, I lost a nail.

We will not be mentioning
anything about any of this to Ralph.

I'll take it. Can you send
it to this person here?

Sure. You want to
include a card with this?

Yeah.

Let me have another one.

Round and round she goes.
Where she stops, nobody knows.

Place your bets. Be a winner.

-I'll take another card.
-Are you sure, dear?

For the love of God, Nucci,
how could you hit on 18?

Give me another one.

That should've been my
card. I could've had 21.

I was hoping for a three.

I'm not sure you
understand the fine points.

Maybe you ought to play
roulette. It's right over there.

Round and round she goes, where
she stops, nobody knows. Place your…

[SINGING IN SHOWER]

Goddamn it, Tony!

You did that to me on our honeymoon.

I didn't like it and you
promised you'd never do it again.

-It's just cold water.
-Well, it's really unpleasant.

-Do you remember promising me?
-You could do it back to me.

-I don't wanna do it back to you.
-Why not? It's fun.

-Do you remember promising me?
-Yeah, so what?

So? This is one promise
I would like you to keep.

Whatever.

[DOOR SLAMMING]

-This can't be Paulie.
-Chucky?

Come here, you pizza-face
son of a son of a gun, you.

Oh, God. Mr. Van Kowenberg,
what'd we say about those shoes?

The laces are in my locker. I was
gonna get them after study hall.

Get them now.

Come on, Paulie.

Hard to believe it's been so long.

This is for you.

That's a nice gesture, Paul.

-I really can't.
-Go on, I got lots of them.

You can't insult me.

-No more glasses.
-I had the LASIK.

-And your face cleared up pretty good.
-Cleared up in 10th grade.

See, there you go. Ninth was my last.

[LAUGHING]

So did your mom tell you I
saw her over at Green Grove?

-She sees quite a bit of your mother.
-Well, that's just it, Chucky.

They're both residents, but
there seems to be an exclusion.

I don't blame your mother.

I blame that Minnie Matrone.
She's a malignant cunt.

Excuse me for saying so.

She eggs your mother on
and she don't even live there.

-I'm not sure I understand.
-I'm just asking you to talk to your ma.

See if she can include my
ma in more with the group.

It won't do much good. Now,
you know how these old gals are.

All I'm trying to do is pay my ma back,

for when I was a kid and
got into so much trouble.

She went to bat for me how
many times? With the nuns.

With the store owners
up and down 13th Street.

And let's face it, Chucky, with the cops.

For all the bad I did…

Hell, I'm still capable
if I don't watch myself.

But with all of that she
always had my back.

I'll talk to my ma, see what
she says, but like I said…

-Whatever you can do.
-All right. Take care, all right?

Ale was always served
in pints and quarts,

so "Mind your Ps and Qs" means
watch your alcohol consumption.

I'll be right back.

Holy cow. So there's
an origin for everything?

-What's up?
-A little business.

-Like what?
-Why, you wanna hear this?

Well, we decided to
give a bigger percentage

to the union guys than the customs guys.

You're shitting me, right? That's
what you guys came up with?

-Everybody seemed pleased.
-Goddamn it, I'm gonna have

to go there and do a
go-see with everybody

from the harbor master on down.
Which is what I was trying to avoid.

You want it renegotiated,
that's what we'll do.

Don't make me go to Perth Amboy.

I'm trying to free myself up
to do a little global thinking.

Right.

-So, girls, what's it gonna be?
-I'll have what I always have.

Chicken Mario? Fifteen
years of Chicken Mario.

Can't you try the veal chop for once?

Why are you giving me a
hard time? I like chicken.

-Hello, beautiful people.
-Oh, look who it is.

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

-Remember Valentina?
-Yeah, nice to see you again.

-Yeah, same here.
-You pulled that horse shit stunt?

[LAUGHING]

We're gonna have some steaks.

-I'll have a steak.
-You don't need a steak.

-I know I don't need a steak.
-Do me a favor

don't fuck with the salt shaker.

-You like the sole?
-Scampi for me.

Chrissy.

Oh, I don't know, give me…

Come on, you're getting
anorexic over there.

I'm gonna go… I gotta make a call. Okay?

You're wasting away, you know.

Come on, what are you gonna do?

Here.

-No, no, no, you keep it.
-I don't want your consolation prize.

Bet you have a standing
order at the store.

-I gotta be getting back to my table.
-What, to the blond?

Does she fuck you better than
me? Suck your dick better than me?

[LAUGHS]

Come on.

Really, Tony, just tell me.
How come I can't see you again?

-You fuck Ralph.
-You got morals all of a sudden?

No morals, but I do got rules.

Some dago macho bullshit about,
"Don't fuck your friend's girlfriend"?

Yeah, that.

-But not just that.
-Then what?

Look, that day in the
countryside, that was…

-It was great.
-Did I do something wrong? I'll fix it.

No, you can't fix the
shit I'm talking about.

I just don't wanna be
where Ralph has been.

-You prick.
-A one-time thing is one thing,

but to get into a relationship?
I gotta get back to my dinner.

You don't know anything. Let
me tell you what's really going on.

He doesn't fuck me. I swear to God,
he's some kind of freak or something.

-You two don't have sex?
-No. Well…

-Sort of, yeah, but not…
-All right, have a nice life.

Go ahead. Go ahead, you
go back first, I'll wait a minute.

We shouldn't go back together.

-Everything come out all right?
-Yeah, yeah.

How you doing?

-You want red, right?
-Right.

[BOOK HITTING WALL]

[METAL HITTING METAL]

[PHONE RINGING]

-Yeah.
-Tony. It's me, Valentina.

-You got no reason to be calling me.
-I have to tell you everything.

I mean, I didn't want to tell
you before because it's just so

-embarrassing.
-Where are you?

-I'm at Ralph's.
-Oh, Christ.

No, no, it's okay.

He left. Tony

Ralph does not have sex like
other people. Regular people.

It's all some kind of kinky shit.
Believe me, I am not hung up.

I've done a lot. I've done girls,
I've done threesomes and I've done…

-With him?
-No, Tony, please just listen.

Ralph is loco. For real, okay?

He just makes me do
stuff, not really even sexual.

Last night I just wanted him to
fuck me so I could get back at you,

but all he wanted me to do
was drip candle wax on his balls.

Then he went into the
bathroom and jerked off.

Now, I don't call that
having sex with someone.

-Oh, Jesus H. Christ…
-Last week, I swear to God

he told me to rub his dick
raw with a cheese grater.

-Get the fuck out of here.
-I wouldn't do it. I told him to fuck off.

[DOOR OPENING]

-My accountant is here.
-Will you call me?

I gotta go.

Mozzarella.

Let me ask you a question.
You think Ralph's a little

-weird about women?
-I don't know, Ton.

I mean, he beat one to death just for…

I forget. Why was it again?

-Maybe you're feeling guilty.
-I don't see that.

-Why would I?
-Because he's a friend of yours,

and you're cuckolding him.

Cuckolding is when a man
has an affair with another's wife.

She's not his wife
anyway. She's his goomar.

-And therefore has no status whatever.
-Goomars have status.

I mean, it's not like in the old
days when a man had a wife,

and then sort of a second wife.

Used to be the men would
take out their wives on Fridays,

and their goomars on Saturdays.
Or maybe it's the other way around.

Anyway, when I came
up it wasn't so formal.

A business associate of
mine's got two full families.

One up here, one down in Sea Girt.

And the second wife busts
his balls identical to the first.

Sounds like a complicated arrangement.

-I'm afraid our time is up.
-Just give me another minute.

-I have a patient waiting.
-Well, let them wait.

You make me wait out there all the time.

Just wanna ask you if
it's possible for a man

to go out with a woman without
really doing anything with them.

-You'll have to be more specific.
-He likes them to hurt him. And that's it.

And then he goes and he

takes care of himself. His own needs.

-He sounds like a textbook masochist.
-Like S&M.

The "M" part, yes.

I thought all that stuff was
just, like, a run-up to the act.

That's the case for many people.
But not for people with paraphilias.

For them, receiving
pain, being humiliated

becomes in and of
itself the sexual release.

Like many other things, we
believe it's rooted in childhood.

-We can continue this next week.
-Just one more second.

I received regular
beatings when I was a kid,

but I'm not looking for some woman

to hook up jumper
cables to my private parts.

It's not a simple one-to-one.

More than likely he had a
controlling and punishing mother.

She loved him, but
showed it only in connection

with some sort of violent or abusive act.

Is everything about everybody
really about their mothers?

All right, back to the other thing.

If a guy like that is
going out with a woman

he could technically not have
penisary contact with her vulva.

It sounds like you're asking me,

for personal information
I really can't give you.

Good morning, Pickwick Framing.

Hello?

It's heartbreaking to
hear those women talk

about what they were and
what they are going through.

The second woman, Joan, her
case is really not very unusual.

Her husband was the financial planner.

She really did not have much
involvement in the finances at the home.

-What are your thoughts?
-Women tend to have the feeling

that they're not confident. Men
tend to be overconfident, actually

in the financial area. Women
have to take responsibility,

and have to accept the
fact that something like this…

[TONY SINGING IN SHOWER]

You have to have a plan if your
husband doesn't come home,

and you have to do the finances.

[RUSTLING AROUND WITH BAG]

You gotta get up, Ma. You
can't lie there day and night.

I wanna go home.

There is no more home,
Ma. We sold it. You know that.

They keep making me eat all
alone. That's that Cookie and Minn.

I tried to be so nice.

I bought Cookie a card
from the gift shop downstairs.

I cared enough and I sent the very best.

Don't you worry, Ma. I'm
gonna talk to the social director.

She's the one to straighten this all out.

But in the meantime, maybe
you can make new friends.

But you gotta get up
out of bed. At least sit up.

You can't let it get to you.

My brother lived a full life,

he had lots of women.

That's the best you can hope for.

You gonna stay around awhile?

Since I left for America…

All I thought about…

Was coming back here.

When I saw Naples from the airplane…

I got a hard on.

What do you expect? It's home.

I don't know, anymore.

Even the San Gennaro Cathedral.

I went to pray for my father.

There were hamburger wrappers everywhere…

I don't think it's litter that's
got you turned around.

There's a woman.

So… go home to her.

You did the duties of a son.

She's the Don's wife.

Soprano?

He doesn't know.

You fucking her?

No.

I'm not even sure that she knows.

I never even kissed her.

Good, so you stay away.

No harm done.

I don't know if I can.

I love her.

You fucking crazy?

All the shit I pulled in my life,

I never fucked the boss's wife.

You know why? You know why?

Stop the rhetorical questions.

Because I know he would
kill me if he found out.

And they always find out
everything, these bosses.

[CELL RINGING]

Hello… Hold on.

I have to take this. My lawyer.

The only way you could have her

is if you killed the man.

I know this.

Eh, so? Don't be an idiot.

[SPEAKING ITALIAN]

In my opinion, this is
one of the closest things

we're gonna find in Naples
to what you should open.

It's an all-day snack shop,
pizzeria, friggitoria and rosticceria.

Roast shop, fry shop, pizza shop.

Here are four examples

of the classic Neapolitan pride.

[ETHNIC ITALIAN MUSIC]

…dipped in a light batter,
fried till very, very crisp.

We've got those zucchini
flowers. Recognize those?

We're bringing her back
to the track in two weeks.

Lois says she's ready to race.

-Thanks.
-Thanks, hon.

I like my drink with extra olives.

You should know how your
regular customers like their drinks.

My regular customers
are the ones who pay.

I'll get you your olives.

[DOOR CLOSING]

-What do you have to give her shit for?
-She likes it. It's banter.

I don't think she likes it. Or you.

I don't give a flying fuck, my brother,
what any little slit thinks of me.

Does that include…?

-What's her name?
-Who?

-You brought her to the stables.
-Oh, Valentina.

Her especially. And her I'm crazy about.

I'm telling you, this broad knows things.

I've never been fucked
so long or so good.

I may have to marry her.

[DOOR OPENING]

-These enough?
-You know, no reason to be snotty.

My dear departed mother used to say:

"You catch more flies with
honey than you can with vinegar."

Well, mine always told me not to let
myself be talked down to by losers.

She said you could tell everything
about a man by the way he treats women.

-You ever think about your mother?
-She's dead.

You two didn't get
along very well, right?

She had her demanding ways.

-When you were a kid did she ever…?
-No, I gotta go.

The mambo queen awaits.

[DOOR OPENING]

I'm sorry your mom's having a
difficult adjustment period. Sit.

It's not her. It's the rest of
them. They single her out.

Sometimes I think this place is
like high school with wheelchairs.

Tell your mother to be
patient. Things will settle down.

All right, I'll talk to her again,

but what the hell are you gonna
do for us? What we pay here.

I'm speaking from years of experience.

Your mother's going to have
to learn to accept responsibility,

-for her own behavior.
-Like what?

Go ahead.

For one thing, she cries a lot.

She's always in tears.

At Mass, in the exercise
room, at music appreciation.

-She's got a big heart.
-Let me finish.

She doesn't always put her teeth in.

The girls don't like that.

-This is not good.
-Right. Also, she's a tattletale.

She tells on other girls
for the slightest infraction.

She's just not very
adept at making friends.

She's gonna have to
make more of an effort.

You might want to talk to her about this.

[PHONE RINGING]

-Hello?
-Hey, did Conny Contino

get those washing machines?

I don't understand.
You want to know this?

You go back on
everything Sil and me settle.

Oh, I don't got a right to be concerned?

[CELL RINGING]

Hold on. Hold on.

-Go.
-Long time no see.

-Is this you?
-I am me.

-Yeah, well, I've been busy.
-I forgive you.

When can I see you? I've
got something to tell you.

-I told you the situation.
-Come on, Tony.

Just for a coffee or
a drink or something.

All right. You know the Coach
House on Route 21 in Passaic?

-No, but I can find it.
-Can you be there by noon?

-Nothing could keep me away.
-All right, I'll see you there.

All right, I want to see
you and Sil this afternoon.

Two o'clock, at the other place.

[BELL RINGING]

[CRASHING OF GOODS]

So sorry I'm late, I had to
make up this whole thing at work.

-All right.
-What can I get for you?

Evian or whatever.

[CATCHING BREATH]

So I'm here. What's this
big thing you have to tell me?

I broke up with Ralph.

-When?
-Last night. I just couldn't take it.

-He brought out this leather mask…
-All right, all right, all right.

This means we can be together.

Look, Valentina, I'm a married man.
I'm a happily married man with two kids.

I just wanna see you
sometimes. Couple nights a week.

I'm not gonna say I love you. I say that
too soon and I'm trying to work on that.

-But I really like you.
-I like you too, honey,

but it's not gonna happen.

Why? Why not?

For one thing, I already took his horse.

[SLAP]

-Nine thousand nine hundred.
-Interestingly, at $10,000

we're required to notify
the IRS of the transaction.

Oh, really? I want it in something safe.

Something old economy, maybe treasuries.

[SIGHS]

[TV LOUDLY PLAYING]

Don't you knock?

Listen, Jan, can we
shut this off a minute?

-I got something I gotta ask you.
-Sure.

It's a little awkward.

It's about Ralph.

-That scumbag?
-Yeah, well

I'm trying to find
out about his sex life.

And

-who would know better?
-He would. Ask him.

I can't.

I can only ask you.

I mean, is he weird about sex?

-Why are you interested in this?
-I got my reasons. Managerial.

You know, like the Army's got policies
about this shit on account of combat.

I have to tell you, Tony, I'm finding
this entire conversation insulting.

-Here we go.
-You're asking me to betray confidences.

I mean, no matter what either
one of us think of the guy…

Three thousand dollars.

-How'd you come up with that figure?
-It's a number I thought you'd say yes to.

You thought right.

So, what have you heard?

You pay me $3000, I'll
answer your questions.

He bottoms from the top.

I don't know what that means.

It means he has to control
things, but he pretends he doesn't.

Like, he'd make me fuck him with
a strap-on and call him my bitch.

-Shit like that.
-What about plain fucking?

I'm telling you, he
can't get hard that way.

And if he could, I don't
think that he'd want to.

[HEAVY BREATHING]

Couldn't believe it when you called.

I was so happy.

I'm feeling pretty happy myself.

Why the big change of heart?

Well, I was never
hesitating because of you.

I just had to get my head into a place

where I felt that I could
really commit, you know.

To lavish all the care on
you that you should have.

I don't see why I have to
do anything I don't want to.

Now, this is Green Grove. Here
the senior citizen is king and queen.

I know, but they told Charles
that this was just a warning.

These people don't fool around.

-You're afraid of them.
-Of course he is. And so am I.

This is a stupid thing for
your son to get hurt over.

I didn't live for 84 years to have
to be nice to somebody I don't like.

Haven't I earned that right?

Ma, I'm gonna have to say this. If you
can't get into the spirit of this thing

then we're gonna have to
let you live in a different home.

The Salvation Army has one in Irvington
that's supposed to be perfectly fine.

Coffee, Ton?

Got any decaf?

Decaf?

-No, forget it. Regular's fine.
-Well, I can make decaf.

Yeah, that'd be great. Thanks.

Is something wrong, Tony?

No. Why?

You out in the backyard
the last couple of days?

Me? It's freezing out there.

You sure?

-The pool guy come around?
-Why would he?

Check up on stuff? Something?

All right, I'm going upstairs.

It'll only take a minute.

You sure, Tony, there's not
something you wanna talk about?

No.

Like what?

[MUSIC CUING UP]