Family Business

$24 for a cab ride to the Bronx.

I can't believe it.

Come to my parents' for Passover

once a year without complaining, Vito.

Wait a minute, honey, let me help you.

- Will Adam be here?

- I don't know...

...but if he is, be nice.

It's a Seder, okay?

Don't worry, don't worry.

- Hi, Mom.

- Hello, darling.

- Adam. Hi, darling.

- Hi.

Come a little late like always.

Papa, hello, darling.

Traffic. There are so many Jews

headed for Seder, Mama.

- Good day, sir.

- Hiya, Nat.

I thought people were

cutting down on meat.

How come the material

gets more expensive every year?

Please, don't worry yourself.

I know the face, now.

The face... The face looks familiar.

- Hey, Pop.

- Adam, how are you?

Hey, who'd you get this year?

I got Bernard Karlinski.

Let me see here.

"The bar mitzvah of Owen Zuckerbrot."

Nat, Owen Zuckerbrot?

He brings the yarmulkes home

from shul. You know, the extras.

You want it to say

"Vito McMullen," you have to convert.

- Why not?

- Not yet.

Did you see how Adam remembers

his Hebrew? With a mind like that.

- Ma.

- What did I say?

It's a shande to me that

a boy with such a head...

...drops out of school six months

before a master's degree.

- Drops out? Drops out of school?

- Six months before.

- Three months.

- Can we drop it?

We're not allowed to ask? You're back

since January. I haven't seen you.

- I came here for a Seder.

- Adam looks marvelous.

- We're glad you're here.

- He's become a man.

- Look how beautifully he eats.

- Ma, please. He's gonna be 23.

Stop bragging about how he gets

all the food in his mouth.

- You try to kvell over your grandson.

- I won't complain.

- After 24 years, it's still rough.

- 23.

Forgot the year your goy son-in-law

wasn't allowed up here.

- Time to let the angel in.

- Nat, how come the angel...

...gets a bigger glass?

- Your material is getting stale.

Better leave the chain on.

This is the Bronx.

Instead of Elijah, some mugger

is gonna charge through the door.

- Adam's right.

- When you two gonna move out?

- You're too old to survive here.

- How old are you, Grandpa?

- Nobody kept records. No one knows.

- They'll never tell. Crazy superstition.

Not so crazy. You don't tempt God

by bragging about your age. Sit.

Forty-two years here,

the neighborhood is not so bad.

Then why can't I drive my

Cadillac to your Seder? Nat...

...there are places in Flushing.

If it's a matter of money...

...I can chip in a few bucks.

- They wanna be the last.

We'll chisel it on your stone

after the mugging.

"Nat and Rose Gruden, last Jews

on Davidson Avenue."

Gruden residence.

Hi, Jessie.

Well, what time do you think

you'll be out?

Okay, no problem.

Yeah, don't worry about it.

All right. Take care, Jessie.

- Your grandfather?

- What was that about, Adam?

Jessie wanted to wish us

a happy Passover.

- Vito, your father knows our number?

- Yeah, how come?

Well, the unexpected.

Jessie doesn't change, huh?

No, he sure doesn't.

Take care, Nat.

Vito, see if you can get a cab,

I'll be right out.

- So when are you moving, Grandma?

- We don't take from our children.

You're like a couple of turkeys

in these streets.

This neighborhood's a jungle.

I'm not coming to the next Seder

unless you're living somewhere else.

Did you hear what your grandson said?

Well, what did he want?

Jessie wanted to wish us

a happy Passover.

Come on, Adam, stop the crap.

Your old man needs bail money.

I'm gonna go down there.

- And he calls you.

- Yeah.

You been talking to my father while you

been ducking me since you got back?

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