All language subtitles for The.Sopranos.S02E03.en

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Yeah ♪
♪ 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 ♪

Hey, no speeding!

This is a party zone!

I like your ride, man!

Come on, what you doing?

Hey, Janet Jackson.

Hi, Mr. Soprano.

Where's Meadow?

I give up. In the house?

I don't know what
he wants me to do.

Tony. Billy, thanks for calling.

Sure, as soon as I found out
it was your mom's place.

( indistinct police
radio chatter )

O.D. Friend says
Special K and ecstasy.

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

Your kid's all right.

She's a little drunk.

341 repeat, you're breaking up.

Fivetwentynine, are you in
pursuit of vehicle on 75 North?

In your grandmother's house?
It wasn't my fault.

If I had a quarter
for every time I heard that

since you learned to talk,

I'd have a private jet
on 24hour standby.

Get in the car.

In your grandmother's house.

Now who's repeating themself?

Just lucky I knew that cop,
so he cut me a favor.

Let me guess, he owes you money?

Are you gonna tell me
what she did?

Go upstairs.
No, I wanna see the fight.

Anthony Jr., get your
little ass up those stairs!

Meadow...

We can talk about it
in the morning.

Get down here!
Let her go to bed.

Let her go to bed? I want her
to answer for herself!

She's drunk!

Was she driving like this?

I could have taken ecstasy,
but I didn't!

Don't puke on the floor!

What are you doing up?
Go to bed!

She fools around with ecstasy,
and you yell at me?

Get up there!

So, what did she have
to say for herself?

The usual shit.
"Wasn't my fault."

There was designer drugs
there, Tony.

So, what did you say?

I don't know. I yelled.

What the fuck else
am I gonna do?

You sure you're gonna be
all right, Uncle Rich?

I wanna walk.

See if I run
into any of the old crowd.

Thanks, doll.

Motherfucker.

There has to be consequences.

What kind of parents would we be

if we let her get away
with this?

Typical.

No, plenty of parents
still crack the whip.

Yeah, that's what they tell you.

I cannot wait until
she goes off to college.

Oh, right, so you can be fucked
up with the Empty Nest Syndrome,

and go on Wellbutrin
like your sister.

As a parent today, you are over
a barrel no matter what you do.

You take away her car,
you become her chauffeurs.

You ground her, you gotta stay
home weekends and be prison guards.

And if you throw her out, the
social services would bring her back,

and we'd be in front of
the judge. She's not 18 yet.

That's your solution?
To throw your daughter out?

All I'm saying,
with the laws today,

you can't even restrain
your kid physically,

'cause she can sue you
for child abuse.

There has to be consequences.

And there will be.
I hear you, okay?

Let's just not
overplay our hand,

'cause if she finds out
we're powerless, we're fucked.

Taxi!

Hey.

Guy over there
wants to talk to you.

Jesus, mother of Christ!

Richie! So when'd you get out?

How come nobody told me?

Well, it's funny.

Paulie Walnuts told me
he ran into you this morning.

Hey, honest to fucking God,
nobody said a word.

Just shut the fuck up.

I did a lot of meditation
in the can on this.

On what?

Can't believe how clear
you see things.

Do you ever meditate?

Me, meditate? Ha! Are you crazy?

Not as crazy as I used to be.

But still crazy enough
to take an eye out.

What's going on here, Rich?

Ten years, and not even
a pleasant "go fuck yourself"

from you I get.

You know, I always asked
how you were doing.

Hold on there, you.

How could you let my dear friend

sit here with an empty
cup of coffee?

I'm sorry. That's all right,

Take it easy, kid.

Bring this gentleman
a nice veal parm sandwich.

And hurry the fuck up about it.

The other two stores
doing as good as this?

Come on, you know it's a grind.

That doesn't answer my question.

Hey, look, Richie,
I know you're a made guy,

so I lose either way.

But I always respected you
and your brother Jackie.

I'm no victim here.

I'm not some greaseball
store owner.

I'm sorry, Richie.

I will not be shaken down.

Sucking up to Tony Soprano
has done wonders for you.

I go away for a while,
I come back, you're a tough guy.

Don't do this. Don't do what?

Take what's owed to me?
What's owed to you?

I put you in action, Beansie.

You got a bad memory, Beansie.

Veal parmigiana sandwich?

Fuck you.

I'll be back every Saturday,
partner.

You know, I don't fucking
believe what I'm hearing here.

I'm being shaken down for what?

What did I do?
Tell me, what did I do?

This is not right, Richie.

I'm not gonna fucking lay down.

I'll step up.

You won't lay down, huh?
You won't lay down?

You piece of shit!

All right,
let's get her down here.

I guess.

Where is the bride
of Frankenstein?

She's still sleeping.

Yeah, all right, go wake her up.

I wake her up?

Yeah, I wanna get this shit
out of the way before I go out.

Let her sleep.

You guys are making
too much of this.

Well, no, I don't think
we're making enough.

She was drunk.

Her choice.

There's a Zuni saying:

"For every 20 wrongs
a child does, ignore 19."

There's an old Italian saying:

"You fuck up once,
lose two teeth."

See? That's what
all this is about.

Ego and control.

I beg your pardon?
No, please, please.

Don't try to make sense
with her.

No, I wanna understand this.
Go ahead, tell me.

You want to hold on
to control over a young woman

whose entire
biological determinism

is to achieve independent
thought and behavior.

And because she's exercised
her independence,

you wanna penalize her

because you don't agree
with her choices.

Why don't you go get a
fuckin' permanent or something?

I'm trying to watch TV.

Well...

Good morning.

I'm sorry, is it afternoon?

Mom, please.

Please what?

You better have some answers,
young lady.

Yeah, that's right.

Okay, fine, you're punished.

For what? I didn't do anything!

Oh, you call what you did to Grandma's
house nothing? It wasn't my fault!

It's never your fault, Meadow.

It was just supposed to be me,
Hunter and the Macaluso twins,

and then Steve shows up
with his asshole friend Adam,

and a bunch of people
from Boonton.

Oh, so, Steve's just walking
around trying doorknobs

till he hits the jackpot?

No, Hunter goes and tells him.

Oh, now with the Hunter?

And she's over at her house
blaming it all on Meadow.

It's an old game.

We're under a lot
of pressure, okay?

You try studying day and night
to get into college.

We've been working hard.
We deserved a night.

All right, take it easy.

Take it easy.

I'm sorry you're under
a lot of pressure, Meadow.

But it's still no excuse.

So who's this ecstasy guy?

I just told you, Adam.
I don't even know him.

He just showed up with Steve.

This the same Steve I know? The
school newspaper kid you're always with?

He's a flake.

Why do you think I stopped
hanging out with him?

That's news to me,
you don't hang out with Steve.

It's painful
to talk about, okay?

Well, you're gonna get punished.

Look, you guys,
I know what I did was not okay.

I've been thinking
about it a lot,

and I'm really not feeling
good about myself, okay?

And I think you should
take away my Discover card.

You better believe it.

That's right.

For two weeks.

Three.

How do I buy gas?

Your allowance.

I spent my allowance,
and I already owe Mom.

The pashmina.

We can wait on that.

All right,
you get $10 a week cash.

No more till you get
your card back.

For gas.

Oh, oh, oh!

Come here. Oh!

Look at you, fucking tan.
You look great.

You're all sinew.

You sack of shit.

If you lost that baby fat,
you'd disappoint me.

Fuck you.

Did you get laid yet?

Oh, God, I'm trying,
you know? I'm trying.

Hey, I said 4:00. What the fuck?

I leave before
the stock market closes,

you scream at me for not
watching the phone guys.

Meet Richie Aprile.

Jesus Christ, how you doing?

I gotta tell you,

your brother Jackie
was like a fucking god.

Great leader.

And I heard a lot about you.

Yeah, well,
I heard a lot about you.

That's why I'm here.

What do you mean?

Out of respect
for our friend here,

I'm gonna talk nice.

I ever hear you raise
your hands to my niece again,

next time you won't see my face.

You understand?

Who told you
I put my hand on her?

Is this kid
getting jerky with me?

Look, kid, I shouldn't
have to explain myself.

I'm from the old school.

You wanna raise your hands,
you give her your last name.

Then it's none
of my fucking business.

Until then, you keep
your hands in your pockets.

We understand each other?

Now get out of here.

I wanna talk to Tony.

Go ahead.

He's a good kid.

Capable.

Look, Ton', this is the thing.

I wanna get my shy business
back on its feet.

I keep getting these calls
from my brother's customers...

Sil.

Where the fuck are you going?

I'll talk to you later, Richie.

You wanna tell me
what just happened?

No more talking business
with the skipper directly.

Are you fucking with me?

You can talk to
him, but not now...

and never here.

Mm!

Can you believe we drank
a whole bottle of wine

between the three of us?

Ooh! Thank God.

Cheers. Cheers.

Out of here. Okay.

Richie broke a chair
over his head.

Are you shitting me?

Then he smacked Beansie
with the coffee pot,

broke his cheekbone.

Prick, I talked
to him yesterday.

He was all sweetness and lights.

Already this bigbrother
shit's getting old.

Yo, bright eyes.

Where you going?

Hey, Paolucc',
this isn't the Bing, huh?

Fuck did I say?

Hey, how have you been?

Can't complain.

You look good.

Where are your friends going?

Yeah, tell them
to come back, join us.

No, they're leaving.

It's my first time here.
The veal is excellent.

What, are we making
small talk now?

Nice to see you.

Yeah, you too.

Toodle-oo.

Byebye.

Not a bad ass.

She had nice pipefitter lips.
No disrespect.

Hey, what do I give a fuck?
I hardly know her.

You mean you would take
the lips over the tits?

Trust me, my boy.

There's two things I'm good at,

it's pulling dents
and spotting good blow jobs.

And that sweetie had
worldclass blowjob lips.

Am I right, skipper? Good or no?

What the fuck do I know?
Long time ago.

All right, she was good.

What'd I tell you?

Good? Or great?

Why the fuck are you
busting my balls?

It was a long time ago.

Hey, I remember every
blow job I ever got.

How about you?

You remember your first
blow job?

Yeah, of course.

How long did it take
for the guy to come?

You hear that?

I said, "Do you remember
your first blow job?"

He said, "Yeah."

I said, "How long did it take
for the guy to come?"

Toodle-fucking-oo?

What the fuck was that?

God, I couldn't sleep all night,
I was so embarrassed.

What was so wrong
with "toodle-oo"?

It's an accepted form
of goodbye.

That's not the way
I talk with patients.

It wasn't me.
It was someone else.

It was Jennifer.

For whatever reason,
at that moment,

you felt safer showing him
Jennifer, not doctor.

I mean, what did you see
at that table

that made you wanna
hide "doctor"?

And who were you hiding from?

I saw a patient that I
never wanted to see again.

That's who I was hiding from,
a patient.

When you say, "see,"

do you mean that as in
see professionally,

or just plain see?

What's the difference?
There's a big difference.

If it was just a matter
of just plain old "see,"

then you would have been
the cordial doctor

and said good night.

But because he's someone

you didn't wanna see
professionally,

you abandoned the doctor facade

and adopted
the Jennifer posture.

Hence, "toodle-oo."

Okay, you're almost there,
Elliot, but not quite.

Young girls are not accountable
for their behavior.

I think "toodle-oo"
was the action

of a ditsy young girl.

And I regressed
into the girl thing

to escape responsibility

for abandoning a patient.

He asked me for help.

Look, I need you,
as a colleague,

to tell me that I did
the right thing.

You gotta ask yourself why
you became a psychiatrist

in the first place.

If it was only to help
people to stop smoking

or biting their nails,
then so be it.

There's nothing wrong with that.

I had another patient
who committed suicide

because I was treating this man,

because I had to go on the lam.

Treating patients
from a motel room

may not have been optimum,

but you were still
there for her.

You were in phone contact.

It would have been the same
if you'd been on vacation.

Did you say, "lam"?

And lifting up into cobra.

And now rising up
into downward facing dog.

Coming back down into cobra.

And relaxing into child's pose.

Richie.

Janice.

You know,
I thought that was you.

Parvati.

Huh?

I changed my name
to Parvati in '78.

I thought you lived
in California now.

Seattle, actually,
last couple of years.

So how long you
been... Out of jail?

One week.

That's where I picked up
this yoga shit.

Well, it's working for you.
You seem very supple.

I do a lot of stretching.

So you back now?

My mom's at St. Erasmus.
A stroke.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Tony didn't say
anything about it.

Hm.

I guess we're all getting
a little old, huh?

Only if that's our choice.

You drag me all the ways
out to this place,

I'm walking through
the food court,

and this fucking kid spilled
fried rice all over me.

All right, take it easy.
Keep your voice down.

Let's talk.

Yeah, let's.

How would you feel?

You wrap up a dime,
your crew evaporates,

and you walk away from me
like I got some catchy disease?

Hey, I don't talk
business with anybody.

Don't take it personal.

A guy in my position
is a government target.

Why do you think we're
meeting in a fucking mall?

Feels disrespectful.

You know, that's all I'm saying.

I'm the guy who saved you
from the hit parade.

When? When did you ever
step in for me?

You forget?

When you and my kid brother

stuck up Feech LaManna's
card game?

Get the fuck out of here.

Feech was made
before the electric light.

If it wasn't for me,
you two kids would've caught

a vicious beating,
to say the least.

Richie, you know I love you.

You're like my big brother,
okay?

You're gonna be taken care of.

What was yours before you
went away will be yours again.

You just gotta give it
some time.

Jesus, Anthony,
you'd do that for me?

Hey, fuck you.

What's mine is not yours
to give me.

Hey, prick,
you reached out to me.

I said what I wanted to say.

We got a problem, kid?

Hey, I'm just trying to get you
to slow the fuck down, okay?

Things are different now.

You gotta be extra,
extra careful.

When do you know me
not to be careful?

When?

How about you been out of
the can ten fucking minutes,

already you're trying
to shake down Beansie

for a piece of his pizza joints.

Do me a favor, back off.
He's a good earner.

Yeah, for you.

Hey, that's none
of your fucking cazzis.

Those pizza joints
are strictly a cash business.

They come in handy.

He's a sneaky cocksucker.

Whatever, back off.

Are you taking the side
of a civilian over me?

Jesus fucking Christ, Richie,
I'm asking you to do me a favor.

If you wanna do it, do it.
If you don't, go fuck yourself.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

How's your sister?

Hey, there's no need
for that kind of talk.

What?

My sister.

Janice, how's she doing?

Oh.

I thought you were baiting me.

No.

How's your sister,
fuck your mother.

No.

Have you seen what she did?

- Who?
- Meadow.

That house is fucked!

Thought you didn't swear.

- What are you talking about?
- I'm outraged.

No, I am beyond outraged.

Talk about disgrace.

Disrespect for other
people's property.

That place looks like
a frickin' shooting gallery.

It smells of urine.

There's puke all over
the beautiful hardwood floors.

Sounds like
your apartment in Venice.

Don't worry about it.
She's been punished.

Oh, three weeks
without a credit card?

Marone, that...
that's some heavy shit there.

Janice! You know,
if that was my child...

You know what? Fuck this!

You got a lot of fucking balls,
you know that?

Don't talk to me like that.

- Tony...
- No, let's clear the air here.

You come riding into town
like some Vishnu-come-lately,

trying to play
the concerned daughter.

Who the fuck are you kidding?

You're just here to pick
the frigging bones.

There's a lot I could say right
now that I am not gonna say.

Lot of balls.

Temper tantrums.

He hasn't changed one iota
since we lived in Newark.

Not one iota!

You are passing judgment on
him, Janice. On us, as parents.

I told you once already,

how we discipline our children
is none of anybody's business.

You let that girl
ride roughshod over you,

someday you're gonna regret it.

Mother of God, Janice.

Are all of you Sopranos
the same?

I asked you nicely
to stay out of it,

you're pretending
you don't hear me.

Well, maybe you're
gonna hear this.

Mind your fucking business,

keep your mouth shut when
it comes to my kids, all right?

Maybe I've stayed here too long.

The fall in the shower
didn't in any way affect

the preexisting condition
in your heart.

But you already knew that.

Well, it never hurts to be sure.

Fucking bum hip.

What next does the Man Upstairs
have in store for me?

You're lucky it was sprained,
not broken.

Thing is, Doc,

I've been feeling these,
like, little fibrillations.

Psychosomatic.

You got out of jail
on a medical.

It's the mind-body connection.

Your body's just
pitching in to help.

Hey!

There's my boy.

I was afraid you didn't
get the message.

Put a shirt on.
I'm getting a chubby.

Doc, this is one
of my dearest friends.

Richie, say hello to the best
fucking heart man in the world,

Doug Schreck.

I think Mr. Soprano oversold me.

I'm only the best
in the Western world.

Fucking ballbreaker.

Doc, do me a favor.

- Me and Richie...
- Yeah, no problem.

He's a good kid.

Lets me use the doctor/patient
privilege to meet people here.

Fucking house arrest.

Federal marshals are so far
up my ass I can taste Brylcreem.

Jesus, you look good.

How you feeling?

Better than some,
not as bad as others.

I got to meet Tony
at a mall, you here.

What the fuck is happening?

Like the man said,

"May you live
in interesting times."

You met with Tony?

It's more like a fucking
audience with the pope.

What are you gonna do?

Whatever you tell me.

You and your brother
were always good boys.

You tell me
this is the way it is,

then so be it.

You tell me otherwise...
I'm yours, Junior.

Whatever, whoever.

You just say it.

Once again, a big "welcome home"
to our guest of honor.

Richie was surprised all
the changes the last ten years.

New Jersey with its own
hockey team.

You know, it's interesting,

Meadowlands is the only
NHL arena

where the penalty box
is maximum security.

Maximum security penalty box.

Help me.

The fuck?

I was talking to Paulie Walnuts,

who was under the impression
that Richie had been in Bosnia,

where there's also
a large Muslim population.

All right, that's enough.
Get this fucking guy outta here.

Enough.

And now, for all you youngsters

with visions of titfucking
in your heads,

here are the Bing girls.

Come on!

Hey, welcome home.

Wait'll you open it.
It's all ones.

I'm a grandfather now, Rich.
Imagine that.

Please, no pictures.

Exploiting medical curiosities
is against the law.

That why they canceled
your mother's audition?

What? What did you say?

Hey, come on,
it's the homecoming, huh?

Cocksucker. Take a walk.

Welcome home, Richie.

Is Beansie here?

I haven't seen him.

Richie, how's your balls?

They're hanging.

Ready and waiting.

What?

Go with Silvio.

Who? Go.

I'll hold this.

Don't worry about it.

Come on.

This guy.

Trust me. Come on.

He's got a real fucking
attitude problem.

Careful. Come on.

He just did ten fucking years.

He's got a right to be
a little fucked up.

No?

Richie'll be all right.

Yeah.

I see you like the dark.

Yeah, something like that.

Silvio says we can't take it.

Whose joint did you just cop,
mine or his?

Did we do something wrong?

No, you were fine.
Now go ahead, get outta here.

Hey, buddy.

What the fuck are you doing?

What did you think Tony Soprano
was gonna do for you, huh?

You know, you got a raging
hard-on for me,

and I don't even know what for.

You don't, huh? No.

Come here, come here.

- No.
- Come here.

Come here!

How come you weren't
at the party?

Hey, I moved a lot of H
for you and your brother,

and you guys made
the lion's share.

You're just bitter because
I invested my money smart,

and you spent yours
however the fuck you did.

I spent mine on lawyers,
you slippery fuck.

You wanna talk
like a tough guy, huh?

Huh? Tough guy! Here!

Hey, come on, please,
no guns, come on.

Please? What happened to
"I'm no greaseball store owner"?

Tell me again
how you won't lay down, huh?

Asshole!

Janice?

Oh, sorry,
is the music too loud?

Oh, no, no, no, it's fine.

I just wanted to apologize.

You know, about earlier.

No, I should be
apologizing to you.

I was out of line.

You're right.

I never raised a child.

I was robbed of that when Eugene
took him back to Montreal.

I'm still petitioning
the State Department,

but I think they have me on
their enemy radicals list, so...

When was the last time
you saw Harpo?

He changed his name to Hal.

I'm sorry, Carm,
can we not talk about him?

Look, I just want you to know
that I was way out of line.

Well, I'm sorry too.
Really, I just... I feel terrible.

You know, you're family.

And family means a lot.

I just don't feel right
about you leaving here.

I don't know.

I don't think Tony
wants me here.

Well, where are you gonna go?

That house is in
no condition to move into,

especially now.

I'll be all right.

No, I'm sorry. I really...

I can't let you leave.

Really, I want you to stay.

Okay, thanks.

Okay. All right.

Well, good night. Good night.

Oh, maybe just a little bit,
the music.

Oh. Right.

Jesus, no! Richie, no!

Jesus!

♪ No ♪

♪ Scrub ♪

♪ No, no ♪

♪ No ♪

♪ Scrub ♪

♪ No, no ♪

♪ No ♪

♪ Scrub ♪

♪ No, no ♪

♪ I don't want no scrub ♪

♪ A scrub is a guy
That can't get no love from me ♪

♪ Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride ♪

♪ Trying to holler at me ♪

Should I put
the chocolate in now?

Put it in. I'll pour the milk.

So, what'd your parents
finally say about last Saturday?

The usual. Nothing.

They're afraid
I'll go bulimic again.

Mine just,
blah, blah, blah, blah.

Start purging.
They won't say anything.

When are they gonna realize
that we're practically adults,

responsible for ourselves?

So your grandmother's house
got used for a party.

Excuse me, would they prefer
we go to Limelight? Hello?

It's 'cause they have no life.

They focus on bullshit.

So, what'd yours do?

They took away my Discover card
for three weeks.

Oh, that's nothing.
I know. It was my idea.

Dicks.

So hypocritical, too,

when you think how my dad
makes a living.

Oh, jeez, what is this?

Oh... Why don't you
ring for the nurse?

Never you mind.

That's their job.

I don't need them.

My daughter came
all the way from Seattle.

Oh!

Oh, Jesus.

Okay...

Hello?

She rang for you.

I did not.

Mrs. Soprano.

- Who are you?
- Richie.

Richie Aprile.

But I thought you were dead.

No, hon, that was
my brother Jackie.

Oh, I'm sorry.

How did he die, the poor baby?

He had cancer.

Me too.

Oh, shut that curtain, will you?

Ugh.

You know,
I was in a private room.

My Johnny would roll over
in his grave if he saw this.

Oh, they wheel people
in and out, in and out.

Oh, go on.

So, isn't Parvati
supposed to be here?

I don't know who that is.

Your daughter, Parvati, Janice.

Oh, please, don't start
with that name business.

She did it to shame me.

You'll have to have
your tea without lemon.

Richie.

You see the beautiful flowers
he brought me?

Yeah, see? Your father
has friends with class.

Not like some people.

Ma, he's not one
of Dad's friends.

He's my friend.

You mean he's your boyfriend?

Don't you remember me?

You used to yell at me

for beeping my car horn

when I came over
to pick up Janice?

Pimps beep.

You know, someday,

somebody's gonna wash out
your mouth with soap, hon.

Oh, yeah? Who? You?

Oh, I wish the Lord
would take me.

Oofah, Ma, state zitt'.
The man's come to visit you.

Take it easy.

Is that how you talk
to your mother?

Well, you lay the same trip
on everybody who comes in here.

Don't you have any shame?

Shame?

Oh, I got plenty of shame.

Believe me.

You don't want to hear
what I'm ashamed of.

Go ahead, Ma,
shoot your best shot.

Never you mind.

Just remember what
we talked about last week.

Ma, I'm gonna go to
the cafeteria for some coffee.

Are you coming back?

Yes.

I bet you're very good
to your mother.

She'll be better
when I get her home.

Does that mean
you're sticking around Jersey?

If I don't,
who's gonna take care of her?

What about Tony?

Long story.

You haven't heard what happened?

Anthony's one of these people

who blames everyone else
for anything bad in his life,

including his mother.

Tony? Nah.

Trust me,
nothing's ever his fault.

So, what's with the flowers,
Mr. Candy Stripe?

Well, I couldn't come
and visit her empty-handed.

Oh.

You weren't in yoga.

I'm very busy with my mother.

Too busy for dinner?

You and I weren't good
for each other 20 years ago.

What makes you think it's
gonna be any different now?

That's getting to the point.

Richie, after all I put
into getting to where I am,

it'd be ridiculous
to decompensate now.

I am so not that person anymore.

It works both ways.

You know, I don't think
I'd be interested

in the same Jan I knew.

So, what, you've grown?

Well, you tell me.

I mean, did you ever think
you'd see Richie Aprile

doing a downward facing dog?

Can she put any more
gook shit in here?

It's not that much.

Soy milk this, tofu that.
I hate all that shit.

Yeah, me too.

Shut up, you said you liked
the soy milk.

I lied. She was taking me
to the video store.

I'm happy Aunt Parvati's
gonna stay.

You mean your aunt who doesn't
think you get punished enough?

That party wasn't my fault.

How many fucking times
do I have to say it?

Hey! Oh!

Don't look like
you're gonna cry.

You made your bed.

I need $15.

Excuse me?

A Cole Porter CD.
It's for Madrigals.

We're doing three of the songs.

You took my card, remember?

Here.

What's your problem?

Nothing.

Thank you, by the way.

Janice should be home by now.

My sister was halfway
out the door.

You had to fall for her con?
What was she gonna do?

Live in a motel,
which she can't afford?

How about she goes back to
wherever it was she was hiding

for 20 years while I
took care of her mother.

I thought we weren't supposed
to mention Grandma in this house.

Fine, I'm not gonna
argue with you, Tony.

If want her to leave, then you're
gonna have to tell her, 'cause I'm not.

It's not Christian.

Well, see? This shit
works out. She's a Buddhist.

Hello?

We're in here, Par'.

Thought it was cruel
to pick flowers.

Richie brought them to Ma.

- They're beautiful.
- Aren't they?

Richie?

Richie Aprile?

Yeah, he went to visit her.

You know he always loved Ma.

All right, I gotta go.

Better water them.
I think I hear them crying.

♪ You're out of the woods
You're out of the dark ♪

♪ You're out of the night ♪

♪ Step into the sun
Step into the light ♪

♪ Keep straight ahead for
The most glorious place ♪

♪ On the face of the Earth
Or the sky ♪

♪ Hold on to your breath
Hold on to your heart ♪

♪ Hold on to your hope ♪

♪ March up to that gate
And bid it open ♪

♪ You're out of the woods
You're out of the dark ♪

♪ You're out of the night ♪

♪ Step into the sun
Step into the light ♪

♪ March up to the gate
And bid it open ♪

♪ Open ♪

Oh, Jesus Christ!

Peter, you're scaring
your mother.

Leave me the fuck alone.

Hey, is that any way to talk?

Tony?

Can you pick up the BBC
on that thing, or what?

No jokes, please, Tony.

Only family. Let him stay.

How you doing, pal?

You said he wasn't
gonna bother me, Tony.

Jesus.

They said I might not walk.

Come on, Ma, let's go
downstairs for a little while.

Come on.

You gonna let that animal
get away with this?

I'll let you talk
to your friend.

Listen, Beans, do me a favor.

Don't listen to these
fucking doctors.

When it comes
to spinal injuries,

everything's a mystery to them.

You know, Paul,
he had this cousin,

got run over by a forklift,
broke his back.

Guy's dancing
tango competitions.

All right, here.

Here.

I can't do it.

Come on.

Thanks.

Thanks, Tony.

I might not be able
to wipe my own ass,

you know that?

Your nose is as far
as I'm willing to go.

Listen, Beans...

you a thousand percent sure
it was Richie Aprile

driving that car?

A thousand percent?

No, a fucking million percent.

Let me tell you something, Tony.

He's lucky I ain't no rat fuck.

Because the law knows
that was no random hit and run.

Hey, don't start
talking foolish.

We're old school, right?

We wash our own dirty laundry.

Hey, am I right, Beans?

Yeah, yeah, old school.

Okay, good.

So you here to see your ma?

I hear she's upstairs.

No, I came here to see you,
you prick.

That's okay.

Go do what you gotta do.

Thought I told you
to back the fuck off Beansie.

I did, then I put it in drive.

Oh, you think this is funny?

That guy might never walk again.

Did you know that?

And for what?

'Cause he didn't
duke you enough?

'Cause he didn't visit you
in the can?

When's the last time you visited
anybody in the can, Richie?

When's the last time
you gave a fuck about anybody

but Richie Aprile?

Now, you remember one thing,
and this you better hear.

You wanna talk all this
old-school bullshit about the rules?

Well, here's a rule
you might remember.

I'm the motherfucking fucking
one who calls the shots.

And you better pay me
the respect

that I gave your brother,
or we're gonna have a problem.

A bad one.

Now, get the fuck out of here.

All right, Tony.

Yeah, all right.

Hey, how you doing? Good.

I'll open it up,
and you change all the locks.

Okay.

♪ The last time I seen Viking ♪

♪ He was about this tall
With a tattoo ♪

♪ Where a smile Should've been ♪

♪ Of his sweetheart's name
Of his sweetheart's name ♪

♪ Do you remember Viking? ♪

♪ He was about you and me
With a big scar ♪

♪ Where his heart
Should've been ♪

♪ Inside his chest
Inside his chest ♪

♪ Do you remember Viking? ♪