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Three weeks to Iet me visit?
Be careful. These motherless fucks listen to everything,
A nephew's visiting his uncle who loves him.
I got nothing to say
Yeah, but they didn't
What's this shit |'m hearing about your heart?
This problem you and me had
your mother had nothing to do with it.
-She's dead to me. She's a sick woman
Who are you kidding? lt kills you that people are talking
That an old woman made an ass out of you
Not half so bad as certain rumors floating around about you.
How Tony Soprano fluffs his mother's pillow so she can get her sleep.
-Who said that? \/\/ant to make this nonsense disappear?
lVlake peace with her. No bad blood lt'll be good for all of us.
No fucking way
Tell Bacala to come out of his hole I want to see him tomorrow.
\/\/hat for?
Black men industrialized the North but we still fight forjobs.
That's right!
Gver 25 joint-fitters on this site not a black man to be found.
Tell it, reverend! Why? -l'll tell you why.
Black joint-fitters have been shut out of the unions.
Gut of work while their white joint-fitter. ._
fills his stomach
lVly father put his life on the line for this country.
Come on up here, Papa
Somebody help my papa on up here This is my papa!
Fought in World War ll against tyranny.
But when he came home-- I said when he came home...
_.he had to fight a different kind of war all over again!
Talkto them, Papa! Talk to the people, Papa!
Since then, we have spilled our blood in Korea...
Vietnam and Iraq
Every time, I say, "Sweet Jesus, let them do right when they get back
But somebody forgot to tell the lVIan
You know what I mean! -Tell him, reverend!
0h, yes, I'm gonna tell him!
I'm gonna tell him, no more cutting us out of the dream!
No more!
No more! No more!
No lVIore !
You hear that, l\/Ir. lVIassarone Brothers Construction?
No more!
Somebody tell me what we want! -Jobs!
When do we want it? -Now!
What do we want? -Jobs!
I'm gonna visit "She who can't be named." Want to come?
Grandma? You mean like now?
I'd really like to, but I gotta study my French. Stupid verbs.
What were you doing with that sign?
-I wanted to talk to you about that. I'm selling lVIa's house, understand?
Now put the sign back in the ground!
End of discussion! Period!
You're so left-brained
The house is still for sale. The agent still has a listing
What was the sign doing in your car?
-Don't try to deny it! I'm trying to save a little money
Do you remember Cathy Fiola?
She was in my class with the birthmark.
-What about her? She's in real estate and charges
three percent commission That's half, Tony.
Thousands of dollars. lVIaybe l\/Ia could use it
Yeah? Fuck her!
Next time you disappear, park that piece of shit on the street!
We're out of cran-apple Is plain apple okay?
Gh, sure, doll. Gh, honey?
Could you get me some strawberry ice cream?
They can't expect me to eat this tapioca.
I'II see what I can do
She cracks me up
Well, I can't believe it
It's my daughter from California!
-Seattle, lVIa. Would you like some of my tapioca?
-Good morning. Ch, you reek of cigarettes. Ugh!
Look at you, all dressed, out of bed
Yeah, but you see my hand? It's all black and blue...
where they stuck in the needle -It's how you get better.
You don't care. You weren't here five minutes
I went to the city for a few days I'm pitching my self-help video.
"Lady Kerouac," or, "Packing for the Highway to a Woman's Self-Esteem
You could never stand it here. You could never stand yourself
And that's why you ran away -Let's not go there today, lVIa.
You don't know how your father was! -What do you mean?
Nobody knows! Nobody knows what I went through
What about Daddy?
Cne thing I could tell you. It would kill him to see me now
Here's your ice cream. Then we can take our walk
Leave me alone, please
Cpen the window and just push me out.
-I can't take this anymore. lVIrs. Soprano, what's wrong?
-What happened? She just started crying
You! I know why you're here!
You don't fool me for a second!
You don't know what goes through my mind
-Well, that's for fucking sure! Someday, I hope you have children
and they treat you like this
I gave my life to my children -This is bullshit.
Talk to me
These activists, they're killing me They're picketing my place 24-7.
Three days I'm down
-Who? A hard-on, Reverend Herman James, Jr
'Not enough minorities doing the joint-fitting."
That's under my uncIe's jurisdiction -I know.
But you could talk to him, maybe send some guys down
Like you did, with your unions -It's gonna cost you.
You're already raping me with those no-showjobs.
You're not such a citizen when you want a bid to go your way
Take it easy
I'II see what I can do. In the meantime, call animal control
Watch you don't get followed meeting me.
You're late
Bobby Baccalieri, the last man standing
-I'm not saying nothing. Don't want to get in trouble
A lot of funerals in your corner of the world, huh?
Look at me, not the floor
Tell him I'm gonna let him keep on earning. Subsistence level.
He'II be able to pay his lawyers
Let me say for him, thank you
You're gonna hear some high-end shit And A: I hope you understand it...
...and B: I hope you keep it between this room and Junior
If you don't, they're gonna find pieces of you in different dumpsters
I inherited Junior
You got no reason to talk to me this way. I always liked you.
Bullshit. But we'II assume you do now
Tell my uncle he gets to keep 5% 5% of his shy...
...the sports betting. Same with the coke
The Joint-Fitters Union it's all his, okay?
Listen. This is very important
He also gets to keep his stripes
As far as the feds are concerned they've got the boss in jail.
Hearing different creates confusion
Got it
As far as the rest of everything that Junior owned...
it's now mine
I'II get this to him, Tony
That's it
To the victor belongs the spoils
Get out of here before I shove your quotations book up your fat ass!
l\/Ir. Bompensiero, is your wife here to drive you home?
Skip
Skip?
How we feeling? -Fucking great.
He's gonna be out of it for an hour or so.
It went great. You'II feel the difference in your back in a few days
Buzz me when he feels ready to leave
l\/ly back don't feel one iota different
It'II take a couple of days for the steroids to kick in.
I gotta get in my Jacuzzi
Too much stress in your life, Sal
Tony doesn't know you're back yet? -Jesus Christ, no.
Take advantage of the government's generosity, playing both ends.
He's already suspicious I gotta be careful.
Altieri ate the pill for you
Any suspicions went to the grave with Jimmy Altieri.
I've known Tony 30 years, now this? -Spare me, okay?
You been on our tit since '98
Chauffeur to and from the doctor that we found for you.
We let you back on the street We want results.
He tried to suffocate his own mother
His own uncle wanted him whacked
You said he's been shitting on you for years.
-I know what I said. Plus he's been crying to a shrink
You don't owe him dick
Don't take a bullet for a yuppie who thinks you're his errand boy
Your Honor, this man should not be released for medical reasons.
Every time we get an elder lVIafioso incarcerated. _ _
we get the same bag of tricks -Your Honor.
I take offense at the characterization of my client as a lVIafioso.
l\/Ir. Soprano has not been found guilty of anything.
He's awaiting trial for allegations -Noted.
With all due respect to the state's medical facilities...
...in his condition, l\/Ir. Soprano has every right
l\/Ir. Soprano has a benign illness. A few clogged arteries, Your Honor
I'm leaning towards releasing this man from Iockup.
l\/Ir. Soprano
If I approve this, you will be under house arrest.
You understand this concept?
Not really
It means that you must remain in your residence. You cannot leave
Except for doctor's appointments food shopping.
Your Honor, the government asks for an electronic bracelet.
Your Honor, while we certainly agree to house arrest...
we are asking that l\/Ir. Soprano
He shows no prior arrest since 1968
He pays his taxes and he's a veteran of the Second World War.
l\/Ir. Soprano, do you have any problem with wearing an electronic bracelet?
It sounds like Nazi Germany to me
Cbviously you need a history lesson, sir.
I don't think that we, you and I
should let our shared sorrow or biases...
enter into this, judge
He's wearing a bracelet
-Who are you? Jesus, you scared the shit out of me
Jesus ain't got nothing to do with it.
What do you want?
I'm looking for your son Is he around?
You a friend? Is he around?
He'II be back here soon
Well, come on in
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