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Episode #11 Transcript
Nobody Knows Anything
Captioned by HBO Communications Center,
©1999 Home Box Office,
a division of Time Warner Entertainment Company, L.P.
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Debbie, you got magic fingers I bet you give a great hand job. Here's my baby. Debbie, you got to put her on the "a" list. She rides better than Willie shoemaker. Did she go to the whip? Only in the homestretch. (Man moaning) another satisfied customer. I think he's having a heart attack.
Oh, oh, oh... Go see if dr. Mop-n-glo is still here. What do you mean dr. Mop-n-glo, who? Don't worry he's a real doctor. Dermatologist. What's the matter? Dr. Adelstein, looks like he's having a heart attack. I don't need no doctor! It's just my back. Nice and slow. C'mon. Grab the rail. Go easy. Go easy now. That's it. Nice and easy. Nice and easy. That's it. C'mon. That's it. Hold the rail. Hold the rail. Go slow. |
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80 to you. Fuck this. What, your fuckin' back's still bothering you? (Knocking) yeah? FBI, nobody move! You believe this shit? Come on, it's a friendly card game. Relax jimmy. If I wanted to bust up card games I'd have a donut in my mouth. (Fed) give him a hand. Hey. Oh, my goodness. Do you know what this is? It's a fucking gun. |
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Fuckin' jimmy's still in jail. Don't mean shit. I don't like it. This is how it starts. I think it was a pot luck raid. Make it look like they're earning their pay. I agree. But why the fuck would pussy run? The guy's out of breath lifting his Dick to take a leak. Ho, puss. Ho. Your ears must be ringin'. C'mon run. Ha ha. Guys are a fucking riot. We were just gonna draw straws to see who's gonna bail you out. My wife did. I nearly strangled her on the ride home. My head is hurting, I got agita and on top of all that I threw my goddamn back out again. Maybe it was that ten yard dash. We don't run. It's embarrassing. Please, they robbed me, those federal pricks. What do you mean? They grabbed four dimes from me. Minchia. You shouldn't carry that type of cash. Never mind I need a drink. (Farting) |
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this better be good. I was taking my kid fishing. No hi, vin, how's it doin', vin? I thought we understand each other, right? I don't give two shits about you, your family, or whether you take it up the ass. Now what's so important you take me away from my boat? Hey fuck face, where you going? Why do you got to talk to me like this? You know, I do a lot of risky shit for you. You're not doing charity work remember? Alright, I'm sorry. Hey... Vin, how you doing? What do you got for me? Bompensiero? Pussy? What about him? He's wired for sound. What? I got it from a good source, I thought you should know. Alright, I'm sorry. I know you like him. Like him? I fucking love him. Now who's your source? He's on the force. He's on the task force, alright? Look, he's not lying to me. He was in my wedding. I want to see the report. I can't get my hands-- I want to see the fucking 302. Alright, alright. I'll see what I can do. Doesn't make any sense. Yeah it does ton', if you take the blinders off. Armored robbery, homicide and I was told he was moving a lot heavy "h" to pay for his kid's college. Why would I know something like that? And last spring with that big heroin bust, where was he? He told you he was in las vegas, am I right? Alright again, i'm sorry but, yeah that's where he was. He was in las vegas in the federal building cutting a deal. And why did he was walk so easy from that thing the other day? Known wiseguy, resisted arrest. Who walks away from a thing like that with low ball bail? Why? Why would he do it? Why, because he's facing a possible sentence. From now on mandatory. That's why. C'mon I know a lot of guys who can't do that kind of time. Who is this guy pussy, huh? Who is he? He's a man who loves his family above all else. Well guess what? That's their favorite target. |
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Ma, are you sure because i'd be glad-- no. Okay. That's fine. I just said it's fine. Was that my mother? She's not coming. You say it like you expected different. I hoped. Every year we have thishouse. And every year she pulls the same shit. It' s what they call negative attention getting. Maybe I should call her back. That's just what she wants you to do. Come here. You're being too nice. Forget about her. She'll be fine. Can you do me a favor, can you get the guys to help you move the piano out of the way? They're coming to get it tomorrow because some people don't play. I will. Yeah when? It's been gathering dust from three months. Oh, pus come here. What do you need? We got to move this. I want to slide this out of the way. I can'T. What do you mean you can't, the fucking thing is on wheels. My back tony. I'm thinking about going home, sitting in the tub. You alright? Yeah. It's just my back. They got me on these elephant pills. Alright. Go easy on 'em. Go ahead, sit down. Take it easy. |
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Listen... I want you to keep your eye on pussy, there's something wrong with him. He's not himself. You're telling me? You know he hasn't even done his rounds in a week. He's starting to look like an easy mark. I told him. If someone owes you money. Even if you got to crawl, you get it. I even told him to give me his list on who owes what and I'll collect the fucking thing. What'd he say? He just nodded like a fucking retard. It's those fucking percs. He's throwing them in his mouth like they're m&ms. And there isn't even anything wrong with his back. What do you mean? Remember when that guy hit me in the head with that pool cue? And I fucked my neck up? Yeah, down at the shore. Right. I went to this doctor. This guy works on the jets front-line when they get hurt. That so? Yeah, he's fuckin' like the jonas salk of backs. Anyway. I sent pussy to this doctor. The guy gives him the works. MRI's, cat scans, dog scans, you name it. And he says there's not a fucking thing wrong with his back. Then again he says, when it comes to backs, nobody knows anything really. |
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I was on a good run. Then boom... I don't know, I'm like-- it's like, I'm walking down the street and I'm looking up because I feel like a safe is gonna land on my head. A feeling of pending doom? Let me ask you a question... This mental stuff, can cause physical problems, right? Are you having any physical problems? No, no i'm fine. But I got a friend... A dear, dear friend and I'm concerned about him. What's wrong with him? It's his back. See he-- he's complaining about his back. But I think the doctor thinks it's all in his head. That's very possible. What do you think? I think we should just keep this about you. This is about me. Every time I offer my opinion about any of your friends it seems to interfere with our therapy. You start cursing and screaming. What kind of mental stuff will cause a back ache? For conversation's sake? Absolutely. With some people the pain is caused by more responsibility than they can handle. Oh, that makes sense. I mean... He's got a lot of bills, a lot of problems with his kid's school fund. Secrets. What do you mean? Psychologically, a secret is a heavy load. It leads to feelings of guilt which further burden the mind. |
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If you want my opinion, this can't be true. Thanks debbie. You know I told you that I would do what I could. This is D.E.A., Feds, task force. This is not as easy as you think. Getting my hands on the 302. Now you listen to me. This is the most serious fucking decision i've ever had to make in my life. I need proof. I'm not gonna hurt a man that I love because of some cop gossip from a degenerate fuckin' gambler with a badge. You understand me? You know... You got an amazing ability to sum up a man's whole life in a single sentence. "Degenerate gambler with a badge." You're a pisser, you're a real pisser. Well i'm sorry, I'm under a little bit of pressure here. I don't have time to suck your dick. Apology accepted. Fuck you. Fuck me. Yeah fuck you. You know when I was a kid... When I was a kid and my old man would be in one of his ways. With the screaming back and forth. And eventually it'd end. It'd end with her throwing the closest thing to her. And he'd smack her around. I don't know why. But I would run into my room. And I would hide under my bed. There was something peaceful and something safe under that bed. And that's where I would wake up the next day. Everything back to normal. How about you tony? Do you ever feel like hiding under a bed? Yeah. Right now. You're a prick to the end right? You really like this place, huh? It's my getaway. This is where debbie's taken care of me for years. I bet she has. I'm serious she has. There were times when I'd be having a great weekend with football, you know? I'd come in here with a pocket full of money shit-faced and every freakin' fuckin' penny would be there when I got up in the morning. She is an honest lady. She'd do anything for you. Anything. C'mon, you come in here, you flash your badge, you get some free pussy. Oh fuckin' pussy, I wouldn't fuck one of these broads with your dick. They have absolutely no class, they're always on the hustle. That's kind of what they're supposed to do, no? |
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(Knocking) oh, hello carmella, how nice to see you. How are you feeling? What can I say? What's that? It's ricotta pie I saved it from thehouse. Are you wearing makeup? I can't eat that, it's got cholesterol. I made it with the low fat cheese. Yuck! Well, maybe your friends will eat it. What friends? Fine, you can eat it when junior visits. You know ma, your son loves you very much. He worries all the time. And he felt bad that you didn't come to thehouse. I don't care if you think it's disrespectful. But I want you to cut the drama. It's killing tony. What are you talking about? I'm talking about this. This poor mother, nobody loves me, victim crap. It is textbook manipulation. And I hate seeing tony so upset over it. I know how to talk to people. I am a mother too, don't forget. You know the power that you have. And you use it like a pro. Power? What power? I don't have power. I'm a shut-in. You're bigger than life. You are his mother. I don't think for one second that you don't know what you're doing to him. Who me? Me? What did I do? Look, I didn't come by to argue. I came by to check on you and to bring you the ricotta. If you don't want it, you can give it to jr. 'Cause I know he stops by a lot. He's my husband's brother. He can't check up on me once in a while? That's none of anybody's business. Oh my god. I am not saying that. All I'm saying is if you don't want it give it to jr. I know what you're hinting at. Ma, there is nothing wrong with companionship. What is wrong? Wait until you're abandoned. Abandoned? Please! When johnny was alive nobody treated me like this. What are you talking about? Who is treating you bad? Tony would rather die than see you hurt. Johnny was a saint. Yes we have heard. Funny though, I don't remember you telling him that when he was alive. Junior couldn't carry johnny's socks. Do you think i'd blacken my johnny's memory by getting mixed up with his brother? I didn't say that. All I'm saying is that we are happy that you and junior get along so well. Well at least with junior-- I've got some purpose in life. Somebody listens to me. And doesn't treat me like an old shoe. Jesus. Don't worry about the dish, I'll come back tomorrow and get it. |
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(Knocking) tony. Hey, college boy. Yo dad, it's uncle tony. There he is, the beached whale. Hey tony, what are you doing here? I figured you'd be having a cannoli withdrawal by now. Spirelli's? No, stop and shop, what do you think? You're the best. Hey Kev, put those on a dish. Wait until after supper. So your father tells me you're taking up astronomy in college. No, business. How come he keeps telling me you're taking up space in school? Don't make me laugh. It kills my back. He's a good looking kid. Sure he's yours? You're lucky my wife's not home, she'd toss you out for that. She doesn't play. I know. He's a good boy tony. I pray to god I keep that fucking tuition coming in. He can always go to city college. This kid's staying right where he is. He isn't getting fucked because his old man is. You ought to relax. Ought to take it easy a little. Take it easy. How the fuck can I take it easy? Things are happening, tony. What kind of things? Things. This fucking back is taking me out of the game. I'm way behind. And to top it off, I think I'm getting hooked on these fucking painkillers. I don't know, I feel like someone put the on meloik on me. Puss, you got options. Don't let anyone ever make you feel like you don't have options, 'cause you got friends. Look at me. Friends that would die for you. You understand me? Friends. Yeah, I know. You got anything you want to say to me? Like what? Like you want some coffee tony, you want something to eat? You want coffee? Yeah. What do you think, I'm gonna let you eat all those fucking cannoli's by yourself? You beached whale. Help me up, you want coffee, who's gonna make it, you? One, two, three. You look good. |
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What's up t? Sit. Fucking traffic. I would have been here 20 minutes ago. Want a drink? Nah. You okay? He's wearing a wire. Who? Pussy. Get the fuck out of here. Our pussy? Don't know how long. Are you sure about this tony? 90 percent. Not enough to do what needs to be done. Oh jesus tony, I'm fucking dreaming here. Get used to it. I've been walking into walls all week. I'll do it. My responsibility. Tony, you waited a long time for the stripes. This is one of the perks. I'll do it. We need to be 110 percent sure. I want you to see it. I want you to see that fuckin' wire strapped on his body. I want you to see it. You hear me? I want you to see it. Otherwise all bets are off. You understand? This is our friend we're talking about here. You say it. You understand? I understand. |
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