04x02 - No show

[bunniefuu]

(SOPRANOS THEME SONG)


Who's a big boy? Lilac Personal Shopping.

Hey, you.

My cousin came through on those day-spa certificates.

Excellent.

How's outside Daffy's, at 11:00? Perfect.

You want some lunch? I was just gonna sit down to a tuna san.

- Onions, in the morning? - Actually, it's 2:00.

I'm going out by the pool.

What, Mom? You were gonna get up at 8:30 to be at TCBY Yogurt when the manager got there.

It's, like, five days till school starts.

Why get a job now? I don't know.

A few textbooks you could buy.

Pairs of socks.

Anything that we don't have to supply.

This thing about working between now and start of classes is about you being pissed 'cause I didn't intern at the Paper Mill Playhouse.

We bought you a car so you could drive back and forth to your internship.

You don't feel bad that you didn't live up to the deal? Jesus, we've been through this how many times? There was no stagecraft in what they had me doing at the Playhouse.

Xeroxing does not count towards a drama minor internship.

Did you call the drama department, check that out? I didn't, so can we shitcan the courtroom theatrics? Watch your mouth.

Like I haven't been through enough this year.

and I'm not entitled to a summer? You hardly Hello? Are you kidding? Listen, can I call you back? You hardly broke a C, Meadow, your entire second semester.

Maybe you forgot my ex-boyfriend d*ed? Your grades were going down while you were still going out with Jackie.

Great.

Jesus, did you ever lose a friend at my age? Did you ever have to grieve when you were 19? Honey, you should've been working this summer to feel good about yourself get your mind off Jackie, instead of laying out by that pool.

I read, Mom, out by that pool.

Probably half the canon.

"The canon.

" Okay, what is that, now? "Now"? The great books? Western literature? Dead white males? Who even in their reductionism have quite interesting things to say about death and loss.

Maybe more interesting than what you have to say.

Is Mary Higgins Clark a part of that group? 'Cause that's what I saw you reading every time I passed by the pool.

Hello? You're not surprised, are you? Come on, he's so totally duplicitous.

He had the nerve to come to the pub-crawl? Can I call you back? Are we done talking? Did you go on-line and register for your classes? - I will.

- Just go.

There's some guy in your driveway with a ponytail.

What is his story? - Hi, Mrs.

Sop'.

- Hello, Misty.

Fur', hi.

He'll be down in a second.

He's just changing.

He was working outside this morning.

- Do you want some coffee? - Sure.

I'm gonna buy a house, you know? - I didn't.

Where? - Nutley.

So you're gonna stay? You gonna become a citizen, too? You don't need that.

- How's it going, Ton'? - Here at Peaceful Acres? Just swell.

I don't got time for coffee.

Drop me off at the mechanic's, so I can pick up my car.

Then I got an appointment, and I'll drive myself, all right? Later.

- Say goodbye to Mead' for me.

- Why don't you say goodbye yourself? I'll tell you what a gold mine is, those Harry Potter books.

That's 'cause it gives the other kids, the 98-pound weaklings, some hope.

Speaking of 98 pounds I hear Ginny Sack's getting a 95-pound mole taken off her ass.

That's some guy's wife, come on! All right, gentlemen, I got to go.

- Talk to Patsy.

- Happy birthday.

- All right.

- So long.

- See you, guys.

- See you, Ton'.

Happy birthday, Al.

I understand we got some business to discuss.

The floor is yours.

Go on, tell him.

I drove out to Youngstown to see Uncle Paulie and he was, I don't know hoping you could settle this sh*t with Ralph and the no-show carpenter jobs.

Ralph.

Okay, for the record, I had my guy go over the books.

We can do maybe two carpenter jobs, one no-show, one no-work.

Two jobs.

On a $300 million project? Come on.

What's the real number? What? Am I speaking in tongues, here? Two.

Maybe I can do three.

- My uncle's looking for at least 10.

- I'm talking, here.

The guy's in the can.

You think you want to keep him happy, maybe? All right.

Here it is.

And this comes from For the duration, you will give Paulie five carpenter jobs two no-shows and three no-works.

One of the no-shows, our friend in Youngstown keeps and one, he gives to Chrissy here.

The others, the no-work jobs, that's for Paulie how he wants to distribute them.

It is so decreed.

- Now, if there isn't anything else? - There is something else.

With Paulie in the can, there's a new acting capo of his crew.

It's Chrissy.

That's the way certain people want it and we trust there will be no ill will.

This is f*cking great! I mean, I know I'm just the acting, but still It's a big responsibility.

I got it covered.

First thing I'm doing is getting wings in my hair.

You know, like Paulie.

I'll talk to you later.

See these crystal paperweights? Last year, I bought the Christmas gifts for the entire Jets front office.

Over 600 of these, shaped like footballs.

- You ever get tickets? - Lost the account.

To better times.

That's so adorable, with the animals shaped like letters.

- I know.

If I ever have a baby - Yeah.

- What? - Nothing.

Christopher talks about having kids, once in a while.

I don't know.

- Where is our angry young man? - Out with his friends, I guess.

I used to date this one guy, Vinnie.

He was more like a f*ck buddy, but he lived on Staten Island.

I swear, we'd be in the middle of doing it, and if his g*dd*mn beeper went off then he'd just leave.

I think he was, like, connected, or something.

He used to carry a g*n.

It was probably just to protect himself.

I mean Christopher does, too, sometimes.

- When you're in a cash business - Stocks is a cash business? Can I tell you something? Sure.

I don't think I can have kids.

What? Why? I can't believe I'm telling you this.

It's just that I feel really close to you.

A long time ago, before Christopher even I had an abortion.

I didn't want to.

I know it was wrong but the guy was such an assh*le, it was really the best thing.

Anyway, there were complications.

My gynecologist says that there's a good chance I won't be able to hold a pregnancy.

Oh, God, I can't believe I'm telling you this.

Christopher don't even know.

My own mother even.

Sometimes it helps to talk.

They can do incredible things these days, Ade.

When the time comes I know a great ob-gyn that my sister went to in the city.

Really? You just show up without calling? I thought you were going out.

I'm a man of many mysteries.

Danielle, this is Christopher's friend, Paulie Germani.

Hey, how you doing? You put this in the back of your freezer, it'll take out any odors.

Go on, buy her a drink somewheres.

I got to talk to my fianc�e.

- Some manners? - I'll call you tomorrow.

So what? You from around here? Something's wrong with that broad.

- Something's wrong with you.

- Oh, yeah? Here's what's wrong with me.

Holy sh*t! Oh, my God.

- These diamonds - Harry Winston, baby.

It's got more carats than Bugs Bunny.

I had a great conversation with Silvio today.

What? Tell me.

Let's just say that Carmela ain't gonna be First Lady forever.

Political disagreement is often a catalyst Leading to v*olence in a world gone mad.

Burning rage in Korea spilled onto the street with deadly results.

Check it out.

Guy in the red jacket? In 10 seconds, that cop's a f*cking fireball.

I don't think I want to see this.

Janice! f*ck, it's my brother.

I'm coming.

What are you doing here? I was nearby, at Bacala's.

Figured I'd come by, say hello.

Good.

- How's he doing? - He's fat.

Faces of Death? What? Was The Sound of Music already rented? It's research for our Christian rock video I'm coordinating with the record release.

That Tommy Mottola, he's one slow m*therf*cker.

- What's it been, about a year? - Actually, we are not going with Sony.

We're considering a smaller, independent label.

Naturally.

Got any coffee? I may only have soymilk.

What? What do you care? - It's none of your business, anyhow.

- Ralph Cifaretto? It's always f*cking something with you.

Why don't you stay out of other people's living rooms? Jesus Christ.

You look good.

Better than last time.

Ralph came through with those jobs.

- What did Tony say? - It was Tony made him do it.

I wished Albert "happy birthday" for you.

Who's been to see my ma? I don't think anybody, Paulie.

Chrissy says Tony sent her some chocolates.

Chrissy said T made a k*lling in real estate, down Frelinghuysen.

That assemblyman guy hyped him to it.

Ralph told this funny f*cking joke, though at Albert's party.

He goes: "Ginny Sack had a 95-pound mole "surgically taken off her ass.

" - He said that? - Yeah.

And you think it's funny? It's in bad taste? The f*ck? That's not what I want.

I want 50 T's, 50 reverse, got that? Guys.

Pick up those ice-cream wrappers.

If I were a carpenter and you were a douche bag What are you doing? Breaking my balls, what's it look like? I tell you, this no-show sh*t is tough.

Deciding what not to wear to work, what not to put in my lunchbox You're breaking my heart.

You should try sitting here 10:30 to 3:00.

You got Carson Avenue? You know that girl the other night? Danielle? She's a piece of ass, but f*cking rude.

It's all here? You remember to put the spores in there? That's not funny.

What the f*ck's all that? Fiber-optic cable.

High-speed Internet access.

Lot of money in this sh*t.

The kid was supposed to get a job this summer, an internship.

Then it wasn't right for what she was studying.

Okay.

That's one down.

Then she was gonna be a hostess at Artie Bucco's restaurant.

I got her that.

Then she couldn't work Tuesdays and Thursdays 'cause of her baby-sitting commitment, and Artie didn't try to understand so she left.

Then the baby-sitting family disappeared to Nantucket.

Then something else fell through, and then So, she's regressing.

She keeps it up, she'll be back in the womb.

Over the course of a child's life there's a constant moving away and coming back.

Security versus freedom.

But what I find interesting, and that's if I hear you right is that at the age of 19 she actually wants to stay close to home.

See, that's what I was gonna say.

- She did have someone close die.

- Jackie.

But she brings that up whenever you ask her to clean up after herself, or whatever.

That she's traumatized.

He was sh*t to death.

It's tragic, that kid.

It was some kind of drug deal, you said.

Exactly, all the earmarks.

It's gotta be tough.

Then again, they'd been broken up, and he wasn't very nice to her.

It may be a manipulation, in part.

She's got a hard-on about Columbia.

"It's so competitive.

" But it doesn't mean that her pain over Jackie's death isn't real.

Has she said to you or Carmela she's depressed? Come on with that sh*t.

She's gonna be all right.

Maybe she should be on medication.

And her anger is focused on Carmela, not on you? I catch some sh*t.

But me and Mead' were always close.

Even in that 15-year-old period, you know? When she could hardly stomach Carmela? You are the dad.

The template for all future lovers.

She loves me.

I know that.

Since she was a tiny baby.

Might be helpful if she saw someone.

Dr.

Wendi Kobler.

She's an adolescent psychologist and an educational consultant.

What do you mean? Talk about private family stuff, like I do here, with you? Yes.

Like you said, she's going back to school she's gonna be with her college pals, back to the grindstone.

That's all good sh*t.

I thought you had final registration today.

Technically, drop-and-add goes on for the next three weeks.

Still, shouldn't you register for the classes you know you want so you don't lose them? Look - I decided to take a year off.

- You what? And do what, loaf around the house? Actually, I'm going to Europe with Misty.

What are you talking about? Look, Mom, I'm just not ready.

If I go back now, I'll have to start meeting with advisors who'll at least want me to temporarily declare a major or independent course of study.

I'll have that to deal with.

And obviously you don't want me around here.

That is not what I said at all.

You think I don't want you here? She knows what I f*cking make.

Who am I? Bill Gates? I already support the kids.

You're a bartender.

You're supposed to be listening to my problems.

Sorry I'm late.

- What's up? - You tell me.

Got a call from Jack Massarone.

Massarone Construction? A very angry call.

The M80 in the porta-pot.

I told Benny Don't f*ck with me on this.

- The fiber-optic sh*t.

- You knew it would be boosted? No.

Yeah.

I mean, Patsy mentioned something Jesus Christ, if I wanted Patsy in charge Use your f*cking head, Christopher.

I'm sorry, T, I thought I was.

By drawing heat to a $250 million job? Think.

The big f*cking picture.

Aren't they insured? She's nice, Janice, you know? - Not my usual type, but - Her hair, it's pretty.

Pre-Raphaelite, they call it.

With the curls.

Nothing but net, m*therf*cker.

She does have an earthy quality, you got to give her that.

It's those big tits.

No disrespect.

And, of course, there's the issue of her family.

Making her happy wouldn't be the worst thing in the world for my career.

Game.

Where you going? Come on.

I'm tired.

Come on.

One more.

Come on, a little f*cking defense.

Hook sh*t.

Thank God.

Where is the number of the therapist Melfi gave you? Why? What happened? She's going to Europe, your daughter.

She's dropping out of school, going all over the place on a Eurail Pass.

- What is she, f*cking kidding? - Apparently not.

Her passport from our Christmas in the Bahamas is still valid.

- Where is she? - I don't know.

Down the shore.

I suppose all these parties she goes to they're all memorials for Jackie Junior, right? Please, with the yelling.

- You still on-line? - As a matter of fact, I am! What the f*ck's in Europe? Experience.

Real life.

Art.

I knew all this constant harping on art was gonna cause trouble.

Gonna work in publicity or something.

Some friend of Misty's is making a movie in Denmark.

I think we should call that therapist.

She's going back to school.

They got counselors there.

Better ones, Ivy League ones.

No f*cking way she's going to Europe.

Fine.

Maybe they don't have to talk.

Maybe they're the kind of couple that doesn't have to talk constantly.

One beer left? Danielle was over.

We had pizza.

I figured out what's wrong with that broad, and it's some bad sh*t.

What's the matter, baby? Tony again? I owe this guy a lot, but he's a f*cking jerk sometimes.

Like he never heard of a learning curve.

You know what? I'm gonna get high.

I thought you were gonna stop using junk 'cause of your new job.

I am.

This is my goodbye party with heroin.

You want to do a hit? I don't know.

I did some blow at the club.

It's funny with Tony.

It's like Danielle was saying, how we send food to the poorer countries.

No good deed goes unpunished.

What is it with you and this girl? - What? I can't have friends? - You're amazing, you know that? With all your intelligence, you never see the big picture.

- You met her where? - At the mall.

So? Think, Adriana.

Girl like that.

Ass like that.

She don't have a boyfriend, she don't like Paulie.

- Like he's Jude Law.

- Whatever.

Are you that f*cking blind? She's a d*ke.

You think? Use your head.

It's a $250 million job.

- My head? It was your idea.

- Excuse me? When the kid there, Vito, told you how expensive the sh*t was I don't know, you gave me a look.

A look? So now you're a f*cking mind reader? It won't happen again.

Stop now, it'll be that much harder to get back on track.

Your mother's right.

Just out of curiosity, what are you planning on using for money? Cheap Tickets is running a sale.

I can cash in the bonds Nana gave me, and most likely I'll be working.

Some student film.

It's not a student film.

It's a feature on DVCAM.

Alvar hangs out with Dogme.

He got honorable mention at the Winnipeg Film Festival last year, for his short.

Forget money.

What about security? You think traipsing around Europe's a smart move these days? Like Europe's any less safe than here? Look, you don't seem to get it.

I keep having images of Jackie Aprile lying in a pool of his own blood in some street somewhere.

So what? French discos drive away all sad thoughts? What, Mom, you've never heard of the restorative nature of travel? Read Henry James.

Why does every college have junior year abroad if there isn't a need for it? Then why don't you wait for junior year? It's eight months.

'Cause I need it now.

You want to go to Europe? Go.

Clear your head.

Run with the bulls.

Do whatever it is the hell they do over there.

Thank you.

I will.

Don't you think she should talk to someone first? A counselor, maybe? Maybe the college of hard knocks is what she needs.

Let's see how she likes it when a gypsy lifts her wallet.

Or learn you can't work without a permit which the French hang on to like their balls.

Thank you for that united front.

The more we object, the more she'll want to go.

You know her.

She's going.

I don't understand you, with this flip-flop.

She'll meet other boys.

Maybe an Italian boy, an actual Italian one.

Jackie'll stop playing a big part - You would want her married to a foreigner? - Married, no! Jesus! Although, look at Furio.

What's so bad about him? You do what you want but I am not gonna stand idle while she throws her education away.

What are you gonna do? She's not gonna take this drastic step without talking to someone first.

Come on.

Dr.

Melfi's person is an educational consultant.

Maybe she can explain to her how dropping out now is not going to look at all good to medical schools.

We could use an ally here some adult, besides us, to toe the line for accountability and responsibility.

So maybe you go on an anti-depressant to tide you over.

You're not paying for it.

I don't know.

Maybe.

Anyway, it was supposed to be his funeral.

Jack's? And they all stood around drinking and blubbering at these egregious, saccharine, f*cking Italian ballads.

It was revolting.

After I left the restaurant, I actually vomited.

- You were drinking.

- Smoked a joint with my friends, too.

That's okay.

As long as you didn't deliberately purge.

When I asked you earlier what Dad does for a living you said: "Waste management, wink, wink.

" What does "wink, wink" mean? Okay.

He's like You know? You mentioned Jack's father was in the mafia.

I didn't realize your dad was, too.

There's no such thing as the mafia.

I said Jackie's dad was a loan shark.

How did Dad react when he heard Jack had been k*lled? He was pretty upset.

He used to tell Jackie all the time, "Don't get involved.

Stay in school.

" "Get involved"? With what? dr*gs.

Right.

The "X"? So, Dad was a positive force in Jack's life.

Jackie.

Yeah.

You don't like talking much about Dad, do you? He doesn't bother me.

I'm gonna ask you a question about Dad.

This may be very painful for you.

Did Dad ever molest you? - No.

- I don't tell them what we discuss.

I don't think so.

- What about Mom? - God, no! Unless you consider obsessing about my f*cking GPA an as*ault, which I do.

She has to learn that education is a lifelong process.

That's what I told them.

A college degree is a nice thing, sure, but not at the sake of emotional well-being.

That's exactly what I said.

Perhaps they should examine their own needs to have you stay in school.

Blow off their self-esteem issues.

So, you book on Columbia, you can come back when you're ready.

Or I could write you a letter to the University of Barcelona.

It's a hot school.

I'm on a consultancy there.

- Busy out there? - Bachelor party.

Some assh*le just slipped on a lime wedge.

I was talking to Patsy.

Sounds like Chrissy's got a little Napoleon thing going on.

Yeah? - Good.

- Right.

Of course.

Nobody's denying his leadership abilities.

So, what's the problem? It's just I don't know.

Patsy feels bad, maybe he was passed over.

What the f*ck do you care? Last year, you were pushing me to take him out.

I'm just saying, with the change of rank and all maybe he feels marginalized.

Marginalized? What the f*ck does that even mean? I like your pants.

Leather? Yeah.

I got them at Bebe.

f*cking packed tonight! Let's celebrate.

No, thanks.

I'm gonna stick with the champagne.

It's primo sh*t, Danny.

We got an awesome connection.

It's okay.

So, I was thinking, right? What we do is start our own group.

I'll be the singer, and you two can back me up.

- Please.

- Right.

What? It's so hard to rap? My bitch, my ho, my ho My bitch, my bitch, bitch - What? It's a joke? - Stop! - You don't wanna back me up? - Stop! God.

- That's gorgeous.

- Isn't it? - Christopher gave it to me.

- You like it, baby? - What are you doing? - What? I'm gonna go.

What? Hang out.

What's the matter? I'll call you tomorrow.

You piece of f*cking sh*t! - What the f*ck? - I saw what you did.

What'd you think? You were gonna f*ck the two of us? You and those f*cking videos! She came onto me! She took my hand, she was rubbing it on herself.

- Bullshit! - How about right before you came over? She was telling me where she buys her pants.

Her f*cking underwear and sh*t.

f*cking Bebe's, like I give a f*ck.

- I thought you said she was gay.

- Who knows what her problem is? Broad like her will f*ck a snake.

Use your head.

What do I want with that skank, when I got you? You were saying she had a nice ass.

I was trying to say something positive, 'cause she's your friend.

Come here.

What have I been telling you about this pucchiachia? She's trying to f*ck us up, Adriana.

And what we have is stronger than any of that sh*t.

I'm sorry.

Son of a f*cking bitch.

What happened to the Krazy Glue? Somebody left the top off.

Dried out.

- What'd you want? - Nothing, really.

You should see the floor tiles, though that got delivered to the job site.

- Mexican travertine.

- Johnny Sposato will take that sh*t.

No more dipping at the job, according to f*cking Alfalfa.

But the order comes down from Tony.

- Go ahead.

- What? Knock off the tile? - Tony says no.

- I got your back.

Tony will be fine with it.

The rotor on the washing machine broke.

Carm said I could use yours.

Clean out the filter this time.

Disgusting.

So, how's your love life? Why don't you mind your g*dd*mn business? It feels like it is my business considering I had to haul your last boyfriend out of your kitchen in a Hefty bag.

You're a miserable f*ck, you know that? - You're just like Ma.

- Oh, yeah? Really.

With your condescension and your sabotage.

For your information, Ralph is a great guy.

Trust me, I got more information than I need about him.

It's always something.

Are you threatened by the fact that he has a sense of style? - A sense of style? - Ralph Lauren, Collegiate? Let me ask you a question.

Do I know this guy better than you? 'Cause I'm telling you he's no f*cking good.

My happiness really drives you crazy, doesn't it? This reorganization of the Bureau could be good for both of us.

- Lilac Personal Shopping.

- Five f*cking messages, Danielle? Can't you take a hint? Stop f*cking calling here.

- Sweetie, don't be like that.

- "Sweetie," bullshit.

- You're lucky I don't rip your ass.

- I thought we were friends.

Did you take his hand off your leg? Did you? - I tried.

- Bullshit! Don't ever f*cking call me anymore.

Four f*cking months of work.

Maybe if we let her cool off.

She thinks I tried to seduce her fianc�, Dwight.

- Little shitbag that he is.

- What now? Do we set someone else up? And waste another five months getting in close? Her guard will be up anyway.

I think we should consider the undercover-op a dead issue.

Let's just bring her in, straight up.

Still, in all, good work, Ciccerone.

Right.

Thanks.

You know what the problem is, right? She gave Moltisanti a hard-on.

So, what do we do? Hire only schifosas? You know, I had a dream about her the other night.

This boring cocksucker.

Jehovah's Witnesses are more interesting.

Jack! How's your balls? What are you doing here? I got a foursome with some city engineers.

- You got a sec? - Sure.

Artie Bucco, Jack Massarone.

Sure, you been in my restaurant.

- Problem with the stracciatelle, right? - Yeah.

Come on.

It's all right.

Listen, I don't mean to be a pest, but some of your guys - I told you I'd take care of that.

- This is not the fiber-optics.

I'm talking about the floor tiles.

- What floor tiles? - Last night, somebody h*jacked a trailer.

The truck crushed a shed on its way out, too.

My mother's expecting us.

Look what the cat dragged in.

f*cking greedy cocksucker! You had to come back for more? f*cking floor tiles, now! - You little f*cking prick! - Come on.

- Relax, fellas! - Mind your own f*cking business.

What'd I say? I distinctly told you to lay off this f*cking job! Talk to Silvio! He gave the order, you stupid f*ck! What'd you call me? That's right.

Little f*cking tough guy? You bastard.

You work for me, not f*cking Silvio.

I told you to knock it off.

- I'm calling the police.

- Don't think I forgot about you going through my fianc�e's underwear drawer.

- That wasn't me, you f*cking jerk.

- We'll see.

Who the f*ck are you? Ralph Bunche, over here? You m*therf*cker! Oh, my God.

- Let me go! - Let's just get outta here.

Get him to the f*cking hospital.

Make sure he keeps his mouth shut.

Keep your f*cking mouth shut! Right, he's the one.

I never said they shouldn't get engaged.

Mom? Can I have a tuna san? - Hang up that phone, please.

- Excuse me? Can I call you back? - Did you go to see Dr.

Kobler? - Yeah.

What did you talk about? She said I don't have to tell you or Dad.

It's confidential.

This is what we pay $200 for? It was your idea.

I only saw her out of a gesture of goodwill.

I don't know what you're so upset about.

It's my right to go to Europe.

That's what she said.

I don't care what she said.

She's totally irresponsible.

What? The therapist told her it is her right to go to Europe.

She actually thinks this is a good idea? She said it's no big deal.

I can pick up my education wherever, whenever.

Really? Wendi said she can get me into school in Barcelona if I decide to stay.

- Who's Wendi? - Dr.

Wendi Kobler.

Barcelona.

I could take Melfi's head and crush it like a f*cking walnut.

I feel battered.

I've gotta get to the salon.

Did you tell Wendi that you didn't work all summer? Wait, you're right.

I forgot to mention the pivotal role of the work ethic in this family.

- You can lose that smart mouth right now.

- Or what? What is this, Afghanistan? I'm over 18 now, I'm a grown woman.

I can go where I want and do what I want.

All right, Jesus, God, we know that! Is that your only point here? Because just getting what you want is for babies, not adults.

It may interest you to know she thinks I should probably be on Prozac.

- She does? - She said that? Jackie was m*rder*d.

I know you think it's nothing screaming my head off at the Columbia-Army game wouldn't cure.

- That is so unfair.

- All right, look.

I've been thinking about this.

Now, you're a smart girl.

The right move for you is to wait.

Just till next year, maybe.

You know what I don't understand, Dad? - You were all in favor of me going.

- Your mother doesn't want it.

Wow.

Listen to Mr.

Mob Boss.

What did you call me? All this f*cking pussyfooting around.

Years now? - Why don't we just get it all out there? - Shut up.

You got something you wanna say to me? - What do you mean? - What do I mean? What do you mean? All these innuendoes.

You inferring I didn't do everything I could to keep that kid from f*cking himself up? That, knowing him and his family that I didn't try to be a better dad to him than his own dad? God rest his soul.

That I didn't try to protect Jackie Junior? That I didn't smack him around, 'cause I was so frustrated? Is that what you're trying to tell me? I'm through telling people you help with environmental cleanup.

That's not what I asked you.

Like you could talk honestly for three f*cking seconds.

You try me! I've made my plans, I'm going to Europe, and I'm getting the f*ck out of here! - You been told no! - Watch me! Don't do it! I'm warning you, do not do it! Do it for Mommy.

That's a good girl.

Special agent Dwight Harris, FBI.

I believe you two have already met.

Holy f*cking sh*t! Don't make a scene.

You don't want to attract attention.

- You're in the f*cking FBI? - We need to talk, Ade.

It'll only take a half hour, and I assure you, it's in your best interest.

Come with us, please.

- My dog.

- It's okay.

Just take her with you.

Am I under arrest? Not at this time, but that can all change momentarily.

That's a search warrant.

Your office, your club, your cocaine.

- It's not my cocaine.

- Really? - That's not what I have you saying on tape.

- You were taping me? If I were you, I'd put aside my hurt feelings for a while.

I told you sh*t in confidence that had nothing to do with any of this sh*t! Things that I never told no one.

We're offering you a way out.

A chance to save your life and Christopher's life.

You don't give a f*ck about us! You and your f*cking ob-gyn doctor.

You wanted me and Christopher to stay together long enough so you could find sh*t out.

We understand your fianc� is moving up in the world or down, as the case may be.

Problems at the Esplanade construction site? Oh, my God.

We're not asking you to wear a wire.

We're not asking you to testify.

We just want information.

Is your name even Danielle? What if I say no? If you say no, you'll be placed under arrest and charged with possession and intent to distribute cocaine a charge that carries with it a penalty of up to 25 years in prison.

Oh, my God.

After you make bail, you can explain to Tony Soprano why you brought an undercover federal agent into his home during Sunday dinner.

- My God.

- We'll probably never hear about it though.

Chances are you and Christopher will just disappear.

Get the wastebasket.

Come on.

I left three messages.

Are you okay? You look like sh*t.

I didn't sleep too good.

It's Meadow.

I don't know.

We think maybe she ran off to Europe.

Europe? - So, you got a minute? - Who's that? Nobody, go back to sleep.

How you doing, hon? This floor tile sh*t misunderstanding.

It's a huge job.

A lot of money at stake.

You of all people should know that.

What? Are you mad at me now? You're getting to be a very strange man in your old age, you know that? What? I'm just asking.

Is it a hanging offense, or not? Did you deliberately disobey me? Of course not.

'Cause Patsy says you gave the okay.

This is after Chrissy talked to him.

Timeline got f*cked up.

- We go back a long way.

- Indeed we do.

If in any way you feel like Chrissy usurped you or anything like that, and you're trying to read me - That's not how it is.

- Fine.

Whole thing, misunderstanding.

Truckload of floor tiles.

You should be looking at what, $30,000? Should be about $2,000 there.

I'll have the rest for you later.

I know you will.

What? You catch some shrapnel? "Intro to Social Theory" is Sorry, it's closed out.

You're cutting it a little close for most of the popular classes.

- What about this one? - 09531? It's your lucky day.

I've been thinking, and if you want we can talk to your cousin Brian about the estate planning.

Listen to him, now.

What? Do you feel guilty? You have nothing to feel guilty about.

It's me she blames.

What for?