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It's been a long time.

- Money.

- Oh, money.

Look at this. It's become a shithouse.

Never been in a jail before.

You haven't missed a lot. It's got some

good points too, when you're young.

- Like what?

- It helps build character...

...like a hitch in the Army.

A wallet. A watch.

A handkerchief, pure silk.

Not to mention $270,000.

I'm just kidding. $270.

- Hey, Jessie.

- Hi, John.

- This place keeps going downhill.

- Yeah, just like the rest of the city.

You're looking good, Adam. These fancy

schools must be agreeing with you.

MIT's not fancy.

And they don't, Jessie.

They really don't agree with me at all.

Last night in the bar,

did that cop land the first punch?

Adam, I've never been

in a bar fight yet...

...where the other guy landed the first

punch. It's a sure recipe for losing.

- So when did you get back in town?

- I left school in January.

I was this far away from getting

my master's in molecular biology.

- And your old man's paying for all this?

- No way. I'm on full scholarship.

I was a Westinghouse Scholar.

It's a big deal.

They only have six each year.

I hated it. It felt worse than that cell.

They've got your whole life

mapped out for you.

You don't know the half of it.

I would have had my own lab...

...terrific salary, the works.

They were already talking to me

about a retirement plan.

I've been living with a girl

up on 23rd Street. An older girl.

Nothing wrong with an older woman.

For a young man.

My mother's okay. Vito tries,

but he makes me feel guilty.

- Your father can be pretty good at that.

- Hey, Jess.

Hi, Phil. Say hello to Adam,

my grandson.

- Vito's boy.

- Hi, Phil.

I remember you. What've you

been doing with yourself lately?

Finding myself.

Well, I hope you've been

getting laid in the process.

- What do you got?

- Ferragamos.

fell off a truck this morning.

- Fifty dollars a pair. 13C?

- Right.

- You got it.

- What do you take?

- 91 l2C.

- No problem.

- There you go.

- Thanks.

Say hello to your father for me.

Me and him used to cut a lot of corners

when we were kids. Take it easy.

Not in the bar, bad luck.

You can get trees for them.

You're a class act, Jessie.

I still remember those stretch limos

out to Shea when I was 12.

Yeah, the driver was working off

a gambling debt.

It was a wonderful way to travel, no?

Cheers.

Those piers used to hum.

Half the West Side worked on the docks.

The pickings were great.

That's where I landed, right over there.

- September '46.

- My grandmother?

Yeah.

Those happy years for the two of you?

Happy? Married to a Sicilian?

Happiness is against their nature.

She spent every waking hour cooking

pasta. She had me pissing olive oil.

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