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So go after Hollywood if you feel you must. But leave my patient alone.
I wipe my ass with your feelings
I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.
...you were thinking that everybody should do spring cleaning?
Fuck no!
Da Stonemill will stop serving brunch any minute
The gate was open.
Now think. Why would people who eat with sticks...
Where's my arc, Paulie?
Finally, you're gonna get to good and evil. And he's evil.
The gun was hot, so the slugs couldn't be traced to me.
Come on.
My God, they mentioned your name in the newspaper. The Star-Ledger.
Brendan Filone? Associate? Soldier? Fuck you!
...she finally acknowledged...
Sure she can.
Georgie comes in with vomit all over. I ask, "What the fuck?"
...and horrible shit in this world...
...possible Mob activities in the Garden State with indictments to follow.
It's funny how even during our marriage, we saw things differently.
At this point in our cultural history, Mob movies are classic American cinema.
So why don't you take a minute and tell them you have visitors.
And I should wait to be contacted?
Get dressed.
What do you mean?
...that candy and carpet smell, I get high off it.
Anthony!
Because he has a vowel at the end of his name: Grasso.
Does Tony know about this?
In the Czech Republic too, we love pork. Ever had our sausages?
Movie night, right? Last week they showed the Polish version of Rashomon.
How much would you say that bowl cost?
Look at his fingernails!
Come on, give me that!
Get up, I'm not gonna hurt you.
We agreed on that on our first meeting.
Oh, Mama Livia, come stai, darling?
You want them to see the memes you downloaded?
Can you shut the fuck up about it?
I try to do something nice. I come here to take you out.
When'd you get your wings?
Can we hangout on Sunday? Introverts
No, that's no good. His arc is run, run, jump off the dam...
...I will assume that you are on vacation?
There, the text came back.
- Fucking Paulie! - Don't blame Paulie!
I was worried... - Shut up!
This is no time to go on the rag. Not with the indictment coming down.
- I have an English paper! - You gotta be shitting me.
You know. Murder, Incorporated.
He was gonna be a tree surgeon, but he fainted at the sight of sap!