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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 ♪

♪ 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? ♪