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You know, when I first met you, I was scared of you.
I wanna go too.
No, I'm a pre-board-certified massage therapist.
I know you're up there, you motherfucker! Why don't you come out...?
Get the fuck out of here.
Even if I wanna fuck her brains out.
- But what if Christopher found out? - What?
I was this close
You say she respects you. Be worthy of respect.
Well, cancel the car. I'll give you a ride.
- What are you breaking my balls for? - I want a fucking answer.
What the fuck were you doing in the middle of the night...
- Hey. - Hi.
Motherfucker!
What were you doing in Dover then? See? See?
Statistics show that most single-car fatalities are the result of guys...
That I gotta live with this swirling around me?
Fabio, put it up.
Just, cancer, the things that run through your head, you know?
You think I'd have sexual relations with her?
Frankly, you scored so far over your head when you got her, what do you expect?
...and you got plenty of issues of your own on that subject...
Uh-huh
Are you a physician?
We'd like your permission to put a listening device in your business.
It's to help me cope and handle stress, which is a lot of what causes it.
You gotta put your son in hiding because of your fucking philandering?
He started drinking again, he beat up Adriana...
No problem. I made a resolution.
They say you're gonna be fine, they just wanna keep you here for observation.
What, so you're just not gonna talk?
I'm not in the custom of lying about anything.
- Don't fucking lie to me! I can't stand it. - Nothing was going on, Christopher.
At least have the guts to come out and ask me.
- Just getting my day planner. - No, I'm done.
Or you can look at this as a chance to do something good.
I mean, I'm not stupid. I know part of it's this father-figure thing, and...
...and how you had to have me.
...on Broadway and 18th. All right.
You dropped food in Roy. That's gotta be resolved.
Tony's spending so much time at the club.
The rest, the cartons can go straight to the bodegas...
Irritable bowel syndrome?