Married to the Mob Page #2
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- 1988
- 104 min
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when or if you're gonna come home.
Look at this place! Everything we wear,
everything we own, fell of a truck!
Sh! Take it easy, baby.
I don't think you're making much sense.
When I look at this house, I see
a swell house with beautiful furnishings.
When I go up in Joeys room,
I see all the things we give him.
Things you and I never had
when we was growin up.
Frankie, don't you get it?
Everything has blood on it.
I don't have to sit here
and listen to this garbage!
- Neither do I!
- No?
- No!
- No? What are you gonna do about it?
- I want a divorce!
-
Listen to Dr de Marco
for just a second, darling, all right?
You go upstairs, you take a Valium.
You lie down, relax.
You'll feel a lot beter. All right, darling?
Well, well, well.
What have we here?
It's Nick The Snake and
his two nephews, Al The Worm and...
Dont tell me. Vinnie The Slug.
Your common, garden-variety hoodlums.
Ah! And speak of the devil,
Cucumber Frank de Marco.
Bang!
The gangs all here, Mike.
Everyone except Tony The Tiger Russo.
I tried to play all the keys...
Hey, heres Tony
The Tiger
And I don't mind tellin you folks
From this mike here
It's Tony, hey, Tony,
no phoney baloney
The Tiger
Yeah, he's the paisan
He's Tony The Tiger
- Excuse me, Mr Russo.
- Sure.
- John, John.
- Tony.
- The Chteau Lichine is comin in.
- It's pre-Chernobyl, I hope.
Hey, fellas!
Butch. Nick.
Tom? Some glasses
and an order for you.
Tony.
Frank.
Yeah.
- Hows Angela and the kid?
- They're both very good. Thank you.
- Ive got something for you here.
- Oh, thanks very much, Tony.
That was a great job
that you did on the train.
Well, it was a beautiful ride, Tony.
Go take care of the guys upstairs.
I'll be right up.
The same
The same melody
Somebody tell me
what's been happening to me lately
Tell me what the heck is goin wrong
- Table for two, gentlemen?
- Yeah.
This way, please.
- My God, Tony! It's beautiful.
- Youre beautiful.
I am gonna have to do something
very special for you tonight.
You twisted my arm. The Fantasia.
- Our old room. 17.
- Room 17.
- Uh, duh... Twelve past ten.
- Ten past.
Yeah, ten past twelve.
- 2am. Quitin time.
- All right.
But you did miss a good dinner,
to tell you the truth.
- You know Rosies chicken francese?
- With the ricota?
Correct.
Madonna.
Shells with sauce.
With cannoli afterwards.
- What, are you stayin?
- Yeah, I'm gonna take a bath before I go.
Is... somethin wrong, Tone?
Yeah.
Tony, it's a water bed.
OK, I gota go. Gimme a kiss.
Oh... Thanks.
Forget about it.
You go straight home now, lollipop.
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