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Episode #23 Transcript
Bust-Out
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What? Don't have the witness yet. Nothing. This is the FBI, ton'. Local cops, you buy them a Christmas tree, they'll give you their grandmother. But you know how tight these fed cocksuckers can keep it. Alright go home, get some sleep. You don't want to stop by "the bing", get something to eat or something? No. Just tell me, t, what do you want me to do? Just let me think. C'mon. Alright. Tony. What are you doing here? I could ask you the same fucking question. It's my store. Congratulations, it's a fucking disaster. Hey, some of those airline tickets came in. You and me split them with you and richie. They're mine, it's my idea. That's where you sleep? Yeah, sometimes. It's easier than going home. I know what you mean. I remember when you transferred into 10th grade from... Boden Boden. Fucking army brat. Hey, you remember when those guidos from patterson, they caught you up at garret mountain, they had you barricaded in your old man's car and I whipped that rock and hit that guy in the eye? Don't reminisce on me. You told me not to get in the game. Why'd you let me do it? Well, I knew you had this business here, davey. It's my nature. The frog and the scorpion, you know? Besides, if you would've won I'd be the one crying the blues, right? What's the end? The end... It's planned bankruptcy. (Sobbing) hey, you're not the first guy to get busted out. This is how a guy like me makes his living. This is my bread and butter. When this is over you're free to go. You can go anywhere you want. Oh, for chrissake. |
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Anthony! Dig! Anthony! Anthony, dig! C'mon! Anthony! Oh, my god, that was so exciting. If I wouldn't have banged my foot, I would've came in second. You were like a fish out there. Where's dad? He couldn't make it. Oh. He called, he had a very important meeting, he'll be here next time. This is the last meet of the season. Next year, I mean. Oh, okay. |
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Got a safe? Yeah, why? You want to pay in advance? There's a little over 400k in there. I want you to hold it for me. This goes down, I'm out of this area code. My wife's gonna come in here once a week for an allowance. You don't ask her any questions and you never ever refuse her. She wants it all... You give it to her. But she won't do that, carmela's smarter than that. And if you're gone longer than the money lasts? Don't worry, you won't have to go into your own kick. This witness can't remain nameless forever. I didn't hear that. |
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Don't you got school tomorrow? So? So, it's late, go to bed. Did you hear me? I hope you apologize to him. For what? Tony, you promised him you were gonna be at his swim meet. Oh, shit, I forgot. How could you forget? Something I had to do. Tony, he almost came in second. You should've seen his face when you weren't there. I saw his face the other day when he had to go to mall when I wanted to take him to movies. What are you six years old? I said I'd try to be there. What is with you, Tony? This whole week, you're like an alien life-form among us. There's nothing wrong. Thank you for sharing. You know what? Leave me the fuck alone. I'm exhausted. I'll make it up to him, the swim meet. So, where were you? Did you go see Christopher at the hospital? Yeah, I went to see Christopher at the hospital. Wherever you were, it couldn't have been more important than letting your son know that you care about him! No, only you care. Fuck you. No, fuck you! Fuck you! You fuck! What the fuck's wrong with you? |
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Hey. My god, you scared the shit out of me. No. Shut 'em off. Why are you sitting in the dark? I don't know. I like the dark, sit. I gotta go online. Oh, c'mon. Sit for a minute, c'mon. What's going on? With what? Whatever, I don't know. What's going on? I just told you, a chatroom. Is that it? You know I love you, right, med? Dad... No, don't "dad" me, c'mon. I want to know. Do you know that I love you? Yes. I know that you love me. 'Cause your mother doesn't think I love you enough. And you listen to her? Everything I do... And everything i've done and everything I will do... It's all for you and your brother, you know that. I think you should go to bed. I mean, I tell people, you're like your mother, but... You're all me, nothing gets by you. And I know you think I'm a hypocrite. I'm going to bed. Alright, go ahead. Dad, why don't you go to bed? I'm gonna finish my drink. Okay. Goodnight. Goodnight, baby. Sometimes... We're all hypocrites. Goodnight, baby. Goodnight. |
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(Journey) I don't know where i'll be tomorrow wheel in the sky keeps on turning. So, how are you guys doing? Anybody ready for another sandwich? You oughta go into business with those. Oh, stop it. Thank you, no, Mrs. Carmela. Yeah, I thought you might be able to use this. You said that Ramone backed over your old cooler with the truck. I lied. I smelled those sausages cooking and I wanted you to make me lunch. You... I guess I'm hungry for a home-cooked meal. My wife was a gourmet cook. Christine told me about her, I'm so sorry. Thank you. So, listen, we were talking about the powder room. Do you have a minute to take a look at it now? I could kind of use some input. Oh, yeah, sure. (Carmela) the paper that is in here now, I think it kind of closes the room in. Yeah, I see what you mean, it's the vertical striping. Yeah. Somebody even talked me into papering the back of the door here. I must've been out of my mind. Yeah, it's a lot for the eye to handle in such a confined space. So, what do you think, should I just paint maybe, or do something sort of plainish? Just grass cloth maybe, or...? Oh, jesus. Oh, jesus, mary and joseph. I swear to god I never did anything like this in my life. It's my fault, I couldn't help it. I never felt like this before, not in years, maybe never. Me, too, this will never happen again. No, of course not. I apologize. You should better get back to work. Yeah. |
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What about little eric? He has been ripped from the arms of the only mother he has ever known. You know how that little boy loves you. We cannot let her do this. Hey, uncle junior. I thought you guys might like some salami and eggs. Always thinking. My mother says to send her love. Put that stuff in the bedroom. Leave the sneakers. Want to try them on? They got lights on the bottom. I don't wear that shit. I'm gonna give it to black kid I let wash my car. Poor prick, he wears a pair that's wrapped with duct tape. You're too good, junior. That's your problem. Did she say she was knocked up? Who? (Junior) fuck, I turn my head one second and they slip one in on you. She's a putana, this one. Fucked an arson investigator last week. Thank my nephew for the stuff. Your nephew? This shit comes from my end. I'm sorry, I take it back. The sneakers are from tony. Cock. You know, jun', it kills me to sit back and watch. Forget it. No, finish what you were gonna say. I forgot already. Then un-forget. I can't not notice that he's fucking you. This scatino bust out, is like a license to steal. What's he throwing your way? Un gatz. This garbage thing, he's already taking your townships. Now he's fucking with mine? What am I supposed to do about it? I'm under indictment. Sorry, junior, I don't want to ripold wounds, but... I'm in no shape for disharmony. You and I both know he's gotta go. That's my nephew you're talking about. How dare you in my own home! C'mon junior, this fucking guy was supposed to be laid out on midland avenue a year ago. I know it. You know it. Let me tell you who's not a good kid. That niece of mine. I left my brother's house one night and my wallet was light. I'm talking about a 10-year-girl here, richie. A word to the wise, that's all i'm saying. |
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Now for the first time ever you can make homemade sausage and homemade pasta... Hi, grandma. Your aunt forgot to lock that door. I told her I don't trust that new mailman. Guess what? I got my answers from colleges today. Oh, yeah? How'd you do? Accepted at berkeley, accepted at nyu, wait list, columbia, penn, I didn't make it, boden, I didn't make it, B.U. Accepted. What about that other place? Um, georgetown. Wait list. You don't owe them anything. Thanks, grandma. Oh, lock that door, will you? And for dessert, the kids can make their own chocolate pasta. |
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(Phone) hello? (Male) carmela, vic. Hi, how are you? I'm good, I'm fine. I was just thinking about you and... And what happened this morning. And I just wanted to say again--oh please, please, it was just a crazy thing. But if it's a problem for me to come back i've got another job, and yours is far enough along that ramone can finish up. So, there's no charge to you, except for materials. No, no, no, I wouldn't think of it. It's just that, you know, since jill, there hasn't been anyone to even talk to. Oh, I know. In fact-- what? Well, I was thinking maybe tomorrow you could send ramone to other job. That way you and I would have a chance to talk on your lunch break or something. That would be so great. I could make a lunch for us. Maybe a du poulet? Mesculin salad, nice bottle of barollo. That sounds incredible. Okay. Then thanks, thanks for calling. That's terrific. Um... See you tomorrow. Yeah, I will talk to you tomorrow then. Bye, bye. Who was that? It was nobody, the wallpaper man. |
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Oh, my god. What? Oh, my god, please god, no. What the hell is it? "The victim has further been identified as matthew bevilaqua, a soprano family associate." Fuck, give me that. "Officials close to the investigation "are keeping tight-lipped as it may involve a high ranking mafia member." Oh, my god. Where's that detective's number? On the fridge. Those lying cocksuckers. Where on the fridge?! On the fridge, on the fridge! Where on the fucking fridge? I knew it, I knew it! But you had to be a big man! |
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Jesus christ, david, where the hell have you been? Thanks for coming, thanks for coming. I'm glad you called me. My sister's been worried sick about you. I know. I'm sorry, I should've called her. How about I say I'm sorry to the whole fucking world? Rent the fuji blimp or something? Christine knows you're gambling again, she told me. Not gambling anymore, I'm broke. Jesus christ. I screwed up, vic. I screwed up really bad this time. Look, it's gonna be okay, it's gonna be alright. You're gonna go back to Gamblers Anonymous, we'll figure out a payment plan and we'll get you back on your feet. Gamblers Anonymous. You think it's a big joke, but you're going back there. Is that right? Where the fuck were you when I dropped out in first place? I was just twisting in the fucking wind out there. What?! Both of you! With your fucking broom up your asses. You didn't give a fuck. You just fucking looked the other way! Now it's our fault now? Don't you ever talk about christine like that, ever. Fuck her! Fuck you! How much did you lose? How much? How much did you fucking lose? Everything. What do you mean everything? Everything, everything! For chrissakes, vic, everything, the savings, the business, everything. You disgust me. I have to go chapter 11. And then the liquidators will come in and they'll pick through the bones. This is it, david. I fucking had it, this is it. As soon as eric goes off to college, by the way, he got into georgetown today, you probably didn't know about that. But as soon as that kid's out of the house, you're packing your bags and you're keeping the fuck away from my sister. David, don't tell me you blew eric's college fund. Jesus christ. Jesus. You fucking asshole. How could you do that? Jesus. Well... I'm paying for that kid's education. Thank you. Thank you. You're a great man, vic. Wait a minute. How could you gamble the business away? It's in my sister's name, isn't it? I didn't gamble it away exactly. What happened? I got involved with some bad people. And I got in debt to 'em, and... Fucking tony soprano, alright? Yeah, tony fucking soprano. It's a bust out. You get in debt to 'em where you can't pay 'em, they become your partners and then they fucking eat through everything like fucking termites. What about the cops? They're animals, vic. They started a fire in my dumpster. These two guys came to see me one night. You got no idea what dead eyes means until you face these people, in your fucking bathrobe and flip-flops. |
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France 1944... General george patton leads his third army into battle. He knows that the controversies that have swirled about him have tarnished his reputation. He desperately wants to vindicate himself in the only way he knows how... (Phone) hello. It's over, skip. What do you mean? You know that other party who said he saw something that we know didn't happen? Yeah. He realizes now he didn't see what we know didn't happen. T? Yeah. Sleep well, my friend. ... Major strategy is the attack. "The more germans we kill, the fewer of our own men will be killed", he said. Patton's hatred for the enemy is matched only by his fierce concern for his men. |
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You seem relieved. Yeah. Yeah. So this person, the witness, simply changed his or her mind? I don't know what happened. You don't? What's that supposed to mean? You know, when I was in italy I met somebody that reminded me of you. A woman. And it's not what you think. Like me in what way? Smart. You know what she said to me? What did she say? She told me that I'm my own worst enemy. That's kind of a cliché, isn't it? You had to be there. She's one of them witchy broads, you know? Not like a psychic, but... I didn't mean to sound disparaging. That's some ancient culture over there. They believe all this weird shit... Like sybils. Sybils? Like I said, you had to be there. Okay, so, I wanted to fuck her. But she was right, what she said, right? I mean... I bring all this on myself. I mean, that's what you keep telling me. Yes, I suppose it is at root. The question is... How do you stop? You know what? What? I dodged a very big bullet. And I'm feeling pretty fucking good about it. So, I don't need anymore psychiatry today. |
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Hey, license and registration pal. Hey, tony, what are you doing here? I got something for you. What is that? 50 grand. Get the fuck out of here with that. Why? Because I'm a paraplegic? My idea was for you to donate it to the spinal cord injury foundation. I'm gonna walk again, tony. I know you are, beans. But in the meantime you donate, you get your picture up, inspire people a little bit. Oh what, you mean be like a fucking poster boy? Is that what you mean? Just take the money, you can whack it up with the foundation. Fuck you, tony. Take the money, beans. You got to take it. Beansie... Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, beans. |
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They said out there, they'll never make it, but just look at us holding on.
(doorbell) lilliana can you get that?
Still going strong, you're still the one I run to the one that I belong to you're still the one I want for life, you're still the one that I love, the only one.
Ramone. Morning, Mrs. Mr. Musta no es come. Oh. Oh, is he okay? Yeah, but he has to go to the other job. Oh. Okay. |
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Yeah, you're still the one want to steer? Yeah. No you don't. I do. I'd let you but if the harbor master sees us, we get in a lot of trouble. Nobody's gonna see. I don't know. C'mon. Go ahead. Now listen, driving a boat's not like driving a car, 'cause you got no breaks to slam on, and you can't make quick turns. So you got to anticipate your turns a lot sooner. This is so cool. 620 horsepower. (Male) look out! Stop! Look out!
The wheel in the sky keeps on turning, I don't know where I'll be tomorrow, wheel in the sky keeps on turning. |
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