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Previously�on�Your�Honor...

This�is�Rocco�Adam�Baxter.

He's�your�grandson.

I�don't�want�that�man anywhere�near�this�family.

I�need�you�to�make�this�intro.

�'Cause�I'm�not�going�back to�New�Orleans

empty-handed�and�ass�out, you�heard�me?

[Big�Mo] This�is�the�most�money�I�ever

trusted�somebody�with at�one�time.

Did�you�ever�tell�anyone anything

that�I�should�be�worried�about?

You�know�I�would�do�anything to�protect�you.

You're�the�only�friend I've�got�left.

I�want�the�citizens�of�this�city to�have�a�say�in�its�future.

They�ought�to�benefit�from

a�billion-dollar development�deal

that�goes�through�this�office.

If�only�we�could�get as�much�support

as�that�drug-dealing�bitch from�the�Lower�Ninth.

I�made�promises�to�the�people of�this�city.

Helping�rich�folk�get�richer wasn't�one�of�them.

My�family's�name used�to�mean�something�here.

If�this�hotel�were�called�Conti

instead�of�Baxter, no�one�would�dare

encroach�on�our�territory.

Got�a�better�offer.

Either�you�sell�me�this�club

or�your�heirs�will.

Her�offer�was�to�close�at�the end�of�the�week,�and�all�cash.

-Mm.�Nephew. -[Little�Mo�chuckles]

What�you�doing�here?

We're�here�to�see my�favorite�auntie,�of�course.

Change�of�plans.�Run�it�back.

I�need�the�cash�back�now.

Run�it�back?�It's�already�set.

Do�you�understand�what�happens if�we�piss�this�guy�off?

[Big�Mo] Just�get�your�ass�on�the�road

and�bring�me�my�fucking�money.

Big�Mo.�She�canceled�the�order.

What?

I'm�bringing�the�money�back to�New�Orleans.

If�you�leave�town�now, I'm�fucked!

You�know�Roderick�don't�play about�his�money.

[grunting]

[Little�Mo] Fuck,�man!

[officer] Hey,�I�got�him.

-What's�up? -Get�over�here.

[officer] Aah!�Fuck!

tense,�pulsing�music

I�want�to�eradicate

an�entire�criminal�organization.

[Michael] I�can't�be�a�spy�for�you.

At�this�moment,�Michael,

all�I�want�you�to�do is�love�that�baby.

[Baby�Rocco�cooing]

[sniffs�softly]

[breathing�deeply]

[Jimmy�slowly�whistling "Happy�Birthday"]

-[dog�barking] -[insects�trilling]

[engine�idling]

Tomorrow's�my�birthday.

50th.

There�will�be�a�party over�at�my�hotel.

You�should�join�us.

[seat�belt�clicks]

slow,�ominous�music

How�did�you�know�I�was�staying with�my�mother-in-law?

Judge.

Why�don't�you�bring�your�friend Charlie�Figaro�as�well.

See�you�at�the�party.

And�we're�in.

slow,�tense�music

[phone�buzzing]

[buzzing�continues,�muffled]

[panting]

[line�ringing]

[Little�Mo�over�recording] Little�Mo�here.

You�know�what�to�do,�so�do.

[phone�clicks]

[sighs]

[takes�deep�breath]

[knock�on�door]

[sighs]

Quite�a�night you're�having,�huh?

Thank�you.

Very�nice.

So,�your�mother-in-law's not�home�tonight?

She's�in�Baton�Rouge.

Legislature's�in�session.

But�you�knew�that�already.

[Olivia] Trying�to�make�small�talk.

So,�uh...

how's�Jimmy?

[sighs]�Older.

Yeah,�he�invited�me�to a�birthday�party�tomorrow�night.

Really?

You�think�he�wants to�use�you�as�a�piñata?

Did�he�say�anything�else?

He�wants�me�to�bring�Charlie.

Good.�So�bring�him.

I�agreed�to�help�you so�that�I�could�protect�Charlie.

This�is�you�protecting�Charlie.

So�I�could�just�deliver�him to�Jimmy�Baxter?

[sighs] What�are�you�worried�about?

-It's�just�a�birthday�party. -[whistles]

Whoa.

Michael.

Michael.

You�just�do�everything I�tell�you�to�do,

and�your�friend�Charlie will�be�just�fine,�okay?

-[faucet�running] -[phone�ringing]

[faucet�turns�off]

Hello?

[automated�voice] This�is�a�call�from�an�inmate

at�the�Harris�County�Jail.

-To�accept�the�charges... -[sighs]

...press�one.

slow,�somber�music

[phone�beeps]

[Trey�over�phone] Hey,�Ma.�I�need�your�help.

What'd�you�do?

Nothing.

Just�me�and�Little�Mo�had�words.

Cops�blew�it�out�of�proportion.

Words�over�what?

[Trey] Ma...

What�did�you�and�Little�Mo

have�words�over?

Nothing.

Must�not�be�nothing if�you're�calling�me�from�jail.

[sighs]

Ma,�can�you�please just�get�me�out?

Please.

I've�got�a�lot of�things�to�do�today,

and�bailing�your�behind out�of�jail�ain't�one�of�them.

[door�creaks�shut]

You're�up.

Who'd�you�call?

Johnnie�Cochran.

You�would�be�dumb�enough to�call�a�dead�lawyer.

[door�bangs�shut]

[door�opens]

Hey.�Other�phone.

[phone�buzzes]

Hello?

[automated�voice] This�is�a�call�from�an�inmate

at�the�Harris�County�Jail.

To�accept�the�charges, press�one.

tense�music

[phone�beeps]

[Little�Mo] Hey,�Little�Man,�it's�me.

Yo.�Are�y-you�all�right?

I've�been�better.

You�got�my�bag,�right?

[Eugene�sighs] Yeah.�It's�under�my�bed.

All�right,�good.

I'm-a�figure�out�a�way to�get�out�of�here

so�I�can�get�back to�New�Orleans.

Until�then,�I'm-a�need�you to�guard�that�shit.

Okay.

That's�my�life�in�there, Little�Man.

You�heard�me?

Yeah,�I-I�got�you.

All�right,�good.

[footsteps�approaching]

[Eugene] Morning.

Hey.

Did�you�go�out with�the�boys�last�night?

Oh,�yeah. We�got�something�to�eat.

And?

Trey�and�Little�Mo�got�into�it.

They�got�busted.

And�where�were�you?

[Eugene] I�was�waiting�in�the�car.

Okay.

Just�trying�to�get to�the�bottom�of�it.

slow,�tense�music

Who's�that?

Roderick?

What�up,�Miss�Sheila?

-What�are�you�doing�here? -Looking�for�Trey.

-In�my�backyard? -Didn't�want�to�wake�anyone�up.

Is�he�around?

[Sheila] He�hasn't�lived�here�for�years.

[Roderick]�Well,�he's�not in�his�apartment,�either.

[Sheila] Been�trying�pretty�hard

-to�find�him,�haven't�you? -Yeah.

Got�some�mechanical�issues.

Maybe�something he�can�help�me�with.

-[chuckles] -You�know�where�he�is?

Trey�is�a�grown�man.

I�don't�keep�tabs�on�him.

What�about�you?

Hmm?�You�seen�him?

No.

What's�in�the�backpack?

It's�just�my�books�and�stuff.

[Sheila] What�are�you�doing?

[Roderick�sighs]

-Had�to�check. -Get�out�my�house.

[Roderick] Have�a�blessed�day.

[Sheila] You�all�right?

[sighs]

[Olivia�chuckles] So,�what�do�you�think?

I�know,�I�know.

It's�gonna�be�all�right. [clears�throat]

[Gary�sighs]

[Gary] Okay...

[sighs] No,�that�doesn't�work.

I�need�you�to�be�my�eyes at�the�party.

[sighs]

Wh-What�is�it�you�want�to�see?

Jimmy's�over-leveraged.

That's�what�these�people�do.

They�dream�about�projects that�are�way�too�big�for�them,

and�then�they�make�mistakes.

You�are�grasping�at�straws.

I�am�building�a�case.

No,�I�know�a�strong�case when�I�see�it,

and�I�know�when�prosecutors

are�not�standing on�solid�ground.

You�play�the�ponies?

-What? -Horse�racing.

-You�ever�go�to�the�tracks? -No.

Well,�I�do.�I�love�it.

I�love�horses.

I�love�that�they're�imperfect.

I�love�that�it's�up�to�us to�get�to�know�them,

and�that�is�my�specialty.

Huh.

And�you,�my�friend, are�a�mudder.

-Oh. -You're�not�the�strongest,

you're�not�the�fastest,

and�you're�certainly not�the�prettiest.

But�when�shit gets�fucking�messy,

that's�when I'm�betting�you�shine.

Let's�try�this.

-[Gary]�Hmm? -[Olivia]�Hmm.

[Gary] Mm.�That...

Okay,�what's�going�on�here?

I�think�it's... Albert�Einstein,�mad�genius?

Mm.�It's�more�like Saddam�Hussein

hiding�in�a�hole.

[horn�blares,�siren�whoops]

Where's�Andy?

[chuckles]�Still�hiding.

[both�laughing]

Girl.

Why�does�a�woman�afraid of�needles�become�a�nurse?

-Mm-hmm. -[chuckles]

[phone�ringing]

This�is�Sheila.

[Big�Mo�over�phone] Hey,�sis.

slow,�somber�music

Who...�who�died?

[scoffs]

Everyone's�alive�and�well.

[Sheila]�Hmm.�Well, after�ten�years�of�silence,

I�thought�we�was�done�talking.

I�can't�find�our�nephew.

Ain't�heard�from�him since�yesterday.

Mm,�he's�with�his�cousin.

You�know�where?

I�told�you�to�stay�away from�Trey.

This�ain't�got�nothing to�do�with�him.

Don't�play�with�me.

Not�about�my�son.

Look,�I'm�just�trying to�reach�Little�Mo.

You�gonna�help�me�or�no?

Is�this�about�money�or�drugs? Because�I�know�damn�well

-it's�about�one�or�the�other. -[scoffs]

See,�why�you�got�to�go�there? Huh?

Mm-hmm.�Am�I�wrong?

Yeah,�thought�so.

I�ain't�call�you�for�no�lecture.

No,�you�called

because�you�got�those�boys in�trouble�again.

So�I'm-a�tell�you�one�last�time,

stay�away�from�my�son.

[phone�beeps]

[waitress] Here�you�go,�gentlemen.

Thank�you�kindly.

This�is�nice.

I�mean,�it's�not�like�old�times, but�it�still�feels�kind�of�good.

I�need�to�ask�you�a�favor.

[sighs]

What�is�it?

I�need�you�to�come to�a�birthday�party�with�me.

[laughs]

That's�what�you wanted�to�ask�me?

It's�for�Jimmy�Baxter.

You're�kidding.

Are�you�out�of�your�mind?

You�shouldn't�be�talking to�Jimmy�Baxter.

Hell,�I�shouldn't�be talking�to�Jimmy�Baxter.

He�wants�political�influence.

He's�trying�to�get�to�me�through you,�and�you're�letting�him?

There's�another�reason.

Come�on.

It's�just�that...

he�and�I...

have�a�grandchild.

Adam�and�Fia,�they�have�a�baby.

She�didn't�know�she�was�pregnant when,�uh...

Fuck�me.

This�is�all�my�fault.

What�do�you�mean?

I�got�Adam�his�first box�of�condoms.

Never�showed�him�how to�use�them,�though.�[chuckles]

[Michael�sighs]

So�you'll�be�there?

-He's�using�you. -I�know.

I�know.�Still,�I'd-I'd�like�it if�you�were�there.

Let�me�think�about�it.

Thank�you.

soft,�intriguing�music

[knock�on�door]

Hello,�Fia.

Hi,�Dad.

Today's�my�birthday.

[Fia] Happy�birthday.

Could�I�see�Rocco?

He�just�went�down.

Sorry.

Your�mother's�throwing�me a�party�tonight.

It�would�mean�a�lot if�you�would�join�us.

I'll�try.

I,�uh,�invited�Adam's�father.

I�hope�to�see�you.

The�whole�family should�be�there.

Okay.

[Fia�sighs]

So,�the�two�of�you are�back�on�your�bullshit?

We�ain't�do�nothing-

Ah.�I'm�gonna�get�to�you in�a�minute.

quiet,�tense�music

You�begged�me to�take�that�boy�in,

and�what�did�I�say?

What�did�I�say?

You�said,�"Trouble�better-"

"Trouble�better�not come�with�him."

Why�is�my�sister�calling�me?

[Little�Mo] I�don't�know.

She�probably�worried�about�me.

[Sheila�scoffs]

I�ain't�never�known�her to�be�a�worrier�before.

At�least�not�about�anybody in�this�family.

And�why�is�your�friend�Roderick

snooping�around�my�house this�morning?

Did�you�let�him�inside?

I�swear�to�God, if�either�one�of�y'all

-let�some�shit�into�my�house- -Look,�look,

just-just�get�me�out, and�I'll�take�care�of�it.

Please,�Aunt�Sheila.

Get�me�out,

and�this, it'll�never�happen�again.

I�promise.

tense,�ominous�music

[engine�starts]

You�don't�like�parties?

I'm�not�going�to�your�father's birthday�party�with�you.

-Why�not? -He's�my�boss.

He's�my�boss,�too.�So�what?

Aren't�you supposed�to�be�working?

[elegant�piano�music�playing]

I'm�always�working.

Security's�24/7.

Yeah. I�feel�real�safe�right�now.

Check�this�out.

There�are�11�people in�this�lobby,�including�us.

Family�of�four�waiting for�the�elevator.�Harmless.

Married�couple�looking at�the�menu�for�the�restaurant.

Its�lunchtime.�That�makes�sense.

That�leaves�three�people,

and�I'm�tracking�all�of�them.

There's�a�guy�in�a�chair at�my�five�o'clock

reading�yesterday's�newspaper. I�don't�like�that.

There's�a�strong�gentleman who�just�entered,

and�he�walks�with�a�limp, probably�a...�old�war�injury,

which�means�he's�likely�trained in�hand-to-hand�combat.

Then�there's�a�woman wearing�sunglasses,

carrying�an�umbrella even�though�the�forecast

calls�for�clear�skies.

And�there's�another�guy...

super�good-looking,

and�you're�crushing�on�him, big-time.

[clicks�tongue]�Not�one of�those�things�is�accurate.

[whispers] Are�you�sure�about�that?

-[laughs] -[Gina]�Carlo.

Hi,�Mom.�[clears�throat]

[Gina]�Can�I�speak with�you�for�a�moment?

Yeah.

-I�don't�want�you�slumming�it. -Jesus,�Mom.

Don't�ever�settle.

Are�you�making�sure there's�extra�security�tonight?

Yeah,�I'm�on�it.

Makes�me�nervous�having this�many�family�members

together�out�in�the�open.

Mom,�no�one's�gonna touch�us�again.

[sighs]

You're�your�mother's�son.

Yeah,�that's�probably why�Dad�doesn't�like�me.

Oh,�no,�he�loves�you. He�just�doesn't�understand�you.

You�know,�till�I�had�you, my�relationship�with�my�papa

was�the�most�important�thing in�the�world�to�me.

I�pray�one�day�you'll�have�that with�your�father.

It's�okay.

I�have�that�with�you.

[sighs�softly]

[phone�ringing]

[phone�continues�ringing]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[Olivia�over�phone]�How�you coming�with�that�plus-one?

-To�be�determined. -Mm.

-I'd�hate�to�see�you�go�stag. -[car�door�closes�outside]

I'll�talk�to�you�later.

-[Fia]�Thanks. -[Michael]�Mm-hmm.

Um...

So,�are�you...�are�you�coming to�my�dad's�birthday�party?

I�am.

[sighs]

I-I�just... I�don't�want�my�family

butting�into�every�single part�of�my�life.�[sighs]

I�honestly�think�that you�should�stay�away�from�them.

Bad�things�happen when�they're�around.

Bad�things�happen when�I'm�around,�too.

I�just�want�one�person in�my�life�that�I�can�trust.

[sighs]

[sighs]

Can�I�ask�you�a�question?

Yeah.

When�you�look�at�me, do�you�see�Saddam�Hussein?

[laughs]�Are...

Really?

Well,�I�mean,�now�you've said�it,�it's�all�I�can�see.

slow,�tranquil�music

[scissors�cutting�hair]

[sighs]

[phone�buzzing]

Tell�me�you�found�them.

They�were�picked�up�in�Houston.

Got�in�a�fight.

-[Big�Mo]�With�who? -With�each�other.

And�then�Little�Mo�hit�a�cop.

quiet,�tense�music

I�need�him�out.

Yeah,�what�you�need and�what�I'm�gonna�do

are�two�different�things.

Tell�them�he's�your�CI.

Talk�up�that "brothers�in�blue"�bullshit.

Just�get�him�released.

What�am�I, a�genie�in�a�fucking�lamp?

Genies�don't�get�fucking�paid.

You're�not�paying�me�enough.

Well,�I�figured�my�silence was�priceless.

Well,�so�is�me�shielding�you from�the�New�Orleans�PD.

I'm�getting�tired�of�always being�on�this�end�of�the�call.

And�I'm�getting�tired�of having�to�repeat�myself.

Little�Mo's�in�jail,

and�he�needs�not�be,

right�now.

Yeah.�I'll�see�what�I�can�do.

Bitch.

Which�one�of�y'all is�the�fastest�driver?

[jazz�band�playing�upbeat�tune]

[lively�chatter]

- -[dialogue�inaudible]

You�look�like a�different�person.

-[Jimmy�chuckles] -Wow.

[Jimmy] Mm-hmm.

A�new�man,�indeed.

Happy�birthday.

[Jimmy] Thank�you,�thank�you.

It's�incredible what�a�good�barber�can�do.

That�would�be�me, thank�you�very�much.

Not�too�shabby.

Well...�[chuckles]

Seems�like�I've�been overpaying�for�years.

[chuckles]

Please,�come�in,�come�in.

Let's�get�you�a�cocktail.

Oh,�watch�your�step.

What�is�Michael�Desiato doing�here?

I�didn't�know�he�was�coming.

But�you�don't�seem terribly�surprised.

Carlo.

[jazz�band�continues�playing]

[clicks�tongue]

[phone�whooshes]

Mr.�Desiato.

This�is�a�private�party.

Jimmy�invited�me.

[Gina] Is�that�so?

Yes.

When�were�you�talking with�my�husband?

He�was�visiting�Fia.

Shake�it�in�the�morning, shake�it�in�the�night

[jazz�music�fades]

tense,�ominous�music

Stay�away�from�my�family.

[jazz�band�continues�playing]

[sighs]

[phone�buzzing]

Hi,�Michael.

[Michael�over�phone] Look,�I'm�leaving.

Not�until�you�do what�you�came�there�to�do.

Look,�I-I�don't�even�know what�I'm�doing.

Just�keep�your�eyes�open.

There's�something�missing, Michael,�so�I�need�you�there.

I�am�not�wanted�here.

Look,�forget�Gina,�okay?

Jimmy�wants�you�there. That's�all�that�matters.

[line�beeps]

tense,�dramatic�music

[announcer�over�laptop] And�they're�off.

Cornwall�Pete�jumps right�out�of�the�gate...

[announcer] And�into�the�first�turn,

Sibling�Rivalry�moves into�second,

-followed�by�Applegate. -Come�on,�baby.

[announcer] And�Sibling�Rivalry

-has�taken�the�lead�at... -Come�on.

[announcer] Sibling�Rivalry�is�holding,

but�Cornwall�Pete�is�inching back�up�on�the�outside,

with�3/16�of�a�mile�to�go.

And�it's�Sibling�Rivalry and�Cornwall�Pete,

one�and�two,�neck�and�neck, stride�by�stride.

It's�going�to�be�tight to�the�finish.

And�the�winner�is�Cornwall�Pete!

[static�over�earbud]

[announcer�continues indistinctly]

[groans]

Fuck.

And�I�can�feel�it all�in�my�hands

Yeah,�I�can�feel�it all�in�my�soul

I�can�feel�it all�in�my�feet,�oh

I�can�feel�it�all in�my�bones

I�can�feel�it all�in�my�hands

And�I�can�feel�it all�in�my�soul

Put�your�hands�up in�the�air...

[Charlie] Hey,�you�do�have�a�face.

Hey,�don't�look�at�me�like�that.

I�came�here�to�see�the�baby.

Thank�you.

I�imagine�it's�past�its�bedtime.

Well,�someone�must�have a�photo�at�least.

Yeah

Now,�if�you�don't�know what�to�do

Raise�your�hands and�act�a�fool

Put�your�hands�up�in�the�air, let�me�hear�you

Say�yeah,�yeah...

-[crowd�groaning] -[music�stops]

[crowd�murmuring]

-[drumroll�playing] -�Happy�birthday�to�you

Happy�birthday�to�you

Happy�birthday

Dear�Jimmy

Happy�birthday

To�you

[crowd�cheering,�applause]

[exaggerated�inhale]

[blows]

-[cheering] -[cameras�clicking]

Hey!

[Jimmy]�Does�everybody... everybody�have�one?

I�want�to�thank�you�so�much. Cheers.

[woman] Happy�birthday!

Everyone.�Friends,�family.

I�am�grateful�to�mark this�special�day

with�each�and�every�one�of�you.

A�big�thank-you�to�my extraordinary�wife,�Gina,

for�arranging�these�festivities.

[crowd�cheering,�applause]

Now,�if�a�man's�been lucky�enough

to�spend�half�a�century on�this�earth,

then�he's,�uh...

[chuckles]

...he's�likely�been blessed�and�cursed,�hmm?

You�can't,�uh,�spend...

50�years�of�life without�a�bit�of�both.

Time�brings�joy

and�pain.

Loss�and�renewal.

And�tonight,�I�want�to�recognize

the�newest�addition to�our�family,

Judge�Michael�Desiato.

[crowd�murmuring]

tense,�dramatic�music

[Jimmy] Now,�come�on,�Judge.

Welcome�him,�welcome�him. Come�on.

-[applause] -Give�him�a�round�of�applause,

everybody,�come�on. Cheer�him�on,�please.

[cheering]

Come�on,�come�on.

As�most�of�you�know,

I�became�a�grandfather this�year.

-[cheering,�whistling] -Yes,�yes,�I�know.�I�know.

[laughs] Well,�so,�too,�did�Michael.

Our�lovely�daughter�Sofia,

and�his�late�son,�Adam, blessed�us�with�new�life

and�new�family.

I�ask�you�to�welcome�him into�your�hearts�tonight,�hmm?

-Give�him�a�round�of�applause. -[cheering]

Oh,�I'd�also�like to�recognize�Michael's

best�friend, the�mayor�of�our�fine�city,

-Mr.�Charlie�Figaro. -[cheering]

[stammers] Come�on,�Mr.�Mayor.

Come�on�down,�Mr.�Mayor. Come�on�down.�That's�right.

Welcome�our�shy�mayor. My�goodness.

Thank�you.

Uh,�as�I�understand�it, Mr.�Mayor,

you�were...

godfather�to�Michael's�son.

Yeah.

[Jimmy] Well,�I...�[sighs]

I�would�imagine�that�you�were a�fine�steward�of�that�position.

Now,�perhaps,

you�might�be the�perfect�candidate

to�be�Baby�Rocco's�godfather.

[crowd�gasps,�murmuring]

[Jimmy�laughs]

Raise�your�glasses,�everybody.

To�old�friends

and�new�family.

Cheers.�Thank�you�so�much

-for�being�here�tonight. -[crowd]�Cheers.

Let's�enjoy�some�cake,�shall�we?

[cheering]

-Cheers. -[applause]

[jazz�band�playing�lively�music]

So�good�to�have�you�both�here.

Thank�you�so�much.�Cheers.

Ah,�Mayor�Figaro,�Judge�Desiato,

meet�Carmine�Conti, my�father-in-law.

Always�a�pleasure�to�meet the�city's�power�brokers.

I'm�looking�forward to�the�wonderful�things

we'll�do�together.

dramatic,�ominous�music

[camera�clicking]

[buzzer�sounds]

-You're�being�released. -Finally.

Just�Morrow.

Apparently,�you�need�to�get yourself�some�better�friends.

Too�bright,�bright

It's�too�bright,�too�bright

Bright,�too�bright, too�bright,�bright

We�know�how�to�shine in�the�night

Cut�the�lights�off, it's�too�bright

Cut�the�lights�off

It's�too�bright

We�know�how�to�shine, we�know�how�to�shine

Cut�the�lights�off, it's�too�bright

If�it�way�too�heavy, better�pass�that�shit

Anything�you�want, be�sure�to�pass�that�shit

I�feel�fantastic

Got�the�pedal to�the�metal...

Appreciate�you.

This�ain't�no�courtesy�call.

Big�Mo's�not�happy.

But�she�will�be.

Let�me�hold�your�phone.

[rap�music�continues�quietly]

You�got�her�money?

Gonna�go�get�it.

[line�ringing]

[Eugene�over�recording] Don't�leave�a�message.

-[phone�beeps] -Hey,�it's�me.

Chris�and�Russell just�picked�me�up.

I'm�not�sure�where�you�at,

but�we're�on�the�way�back to�the�house.

Get�the�fuck�out�of�there.

It's�too�bright

[jazz�band�playing�upbeat�music]

[lively�chatter,�laughter]

What's�wrong,�my�darling?

Nothing.�I'm�fine.

Gina.�Tell�me.

You�see�why I�called�you�to�come?

Every�day,�I�get more�and�more�worried

about�the�direction this�family�is�heading�in.

It's�going�to�be�all�right.

I�don't�know,�Papa. Things�are�different�now.

That's�why�I'm�here.

[speaks�Italian]

[Gina] Thank�you�for�coming.

I�figured�Carmine�Conti was�dead.

He's�been�living�on�some�island off�the�coast�of�Italy,

but�he�hasn't�set�foot�in New�Orleans�since�the�late�'90s.

Why�is�he�back�here�now?

You�know�what?

Let's�worry�about�that�when�we get�the�fuck�up�out�of�here.

Yeah.

Michael?

-Hi,�Mayor�Figaro. -Hi,�Fia.

Um,�I'm�really�sorry�about what�my�dad�did.�I�don't...

-I�don't�know�what�that�was. -Don't�worry�about�it.

Just�promise�me�I'll�get�a chance�to�see�that�baby�someday.

Yeah,�I�promise.

Uh,�do�you�want�to�see a�picture�of�him?

-[Charlie]�You�know�I�do. -Okay.

Here�you�go.

Aw.�[chuckles]

Look�at�that.

Yeah.

I'm-a�leave the�two�of�you�to�talk.

Okay.

-Charlie,�thank�you. -Sure.

I-I�am�so�embarrassed. I'm�sorry.�[sniffles]

-No,�don't�be. -[sighs]

You�were�right. I...�I�shouldn't�have�come�here.

My�parents�ruin�everything.

I�just�don't�want�to�get in�the�middle�of�family�affairs.

You�are�family.

That's�the�one�thing my�dad�got�right.

Oh,�no.�Stop�that.

- -[dialogue�inaudible]

[sniffles]

[exhales]

-It's�okay. -It's�fine.

Okay.

[car�doors�close]

[insects�trilling]

tense,�ominous�music

[crying]

[Sheila�crying] Get�out�of�my�house.

Get�out�of�my�house!

Now!

Get�out�my�house!

[Little�Mo] Fuck.

Yeah,�we�here�with�Little�Mo.

Money's�gone.

I�got�a�pretty�good�idea where�it's�at.

tense,�dramatic�music

Bring�his�ass�back to�New�Orleans.

Welcome�home,�Little�Man.

[dogs�barking]

[lively�chatter]

Michael.

The�birthday�boy�would�like a�moment�of�your�time.

Please.

tense,�ominous�music

[whistles]�Oh,�you�do scrub�up�well,�Judge.

Come�on.

All�right.�Okay.

Looks�like�you're�missing�one.

[grunts]

[coughs,�groans]

He's�clean.

[coughing]

[Michael�groans]

[Jimmy]�You�know,�my�daughter barely�speaks�to�me�anymore.

The�harder�I�try,

the�more�she�pulls�away.

But�you...

You�make�it�look�so�easy.

Now,�I�remember,�I�remember...

I�was�gonna�blow�your�brains�out

when�I�thought�you'd�taken a�child�from�me.

That�what�you're�trying to�do�now?

Hmm?�'Cause,�uh,�Fia...

...is�the�most�precious�thing I�have�in�this�world.

I�understand.

Do�what�you�have�to�do.

What�do�you�want�with�my�family?

[sighs]�Nothing.

[Jimmy] Nothing?

Nothing.

Then�why�get�a�job delivering�meat

to�my�hotel?

Hmm?

Come�drinking�at�my�bar,

telling�Carlo�about Harry�the�Hook,

and�why�do�I�keep�seeing�you around�my�children?

[sighs]

Now,�remind�me.

They�let�you�out of�prison�early�because...?

Because...

I�wanted�to�kill�myself.

They�didn't�want�my�blood on�their�hands.

But�that�shouldn't�stop�you.

Go�ahead...

...and�just�do�it.

Please.

[Jimmy] I�won't�be�your�executioner.

[groans�softly]

intriguing�music

[door�bangs�open]

[door�closes]

[distant�door�opens]

[door�creaks�shut]

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