We're all waiting for you.
- Hand me that ratchet, will you, uncle Mike? | - Yeah.
Have Jimbo do it.
She wants you. You know how she is.
You got your hands full with this one.
That's for sure.
Had my eye on one of these, | a long time ago.
- Yeah? | - Yeah.
Did some plumbing work for a guy | who couldn't pay.
Should have done it.
Come on, you give me a ride | when you get this thing running.
Yeah, I got me a fuckin' | Oldsmobile instead.
- Rhea, where are the cranberries? | - I put 'em on the table, Bea.
Somebody make sure the cat | doesn't get into them.
Mary Jean, will you keep an eye on Prowler?
- Nice gravy, Mom. | - Hotshot!
- Peggy! How you doing? | - Good!
- Who's that? | - Colleen.
Colleen, what happened?
- Thanks. | - You got it.
How you doing? | Come on. I want to talk to you.
Benjy, will you put this on the table, please? | Watch the cat.
- How's business? | - Good.
They keeping you busy?
City full of criminals. | A lot of tickets to write.
- So you like it? | - It's okay.
Your brother-in-law loves it.
Yeah, but he loves Peggy. | What does that prove?
That's my wife you're talking about, there.
It may not be cops and robbers, | but it's a good business.
It's not cops and robbers. It's just a job. | Uncle Mike, will you help me out?
What does he need with chicken?
Bless us, lord, and these, they gifts...
Through Christ, our lord, amen.
- Amen. | - All right. Good job. Okay, let's eat.
You made me look bad.
That's what I'm saying, okay?
You want to get your butt sawed off, | that's your business.
And I don't want to do nothin.
How are you, Ace?
- I get half the money on that. | - No, you dont.
What do I do with this?
Put it up here.
- Lock these up for us, will you? | - You got it.
I'll have the usual.
Bring the shooters in here, will you, Ben?
- What took you guys so long? | - We're driving down the street.
He wants me to pull over. We're off duty!
What? Them two on Washington?
- Yeah, you know 'em? | - Thems two at it all the time.
Beats the shit out of her once a week.
How was I supposed to know that?
So the kid, here, | he makes me pull over to a stop...
Here. Now, I got to do something.
Kid, you're off duty. | You see something, call a cop.
I am a cop.
Here it comes.
No, that's Bracey. Hey, man.
You're a long way from home, Lieutenant.
- That's me. | - That's me, sir.
That's me, sir.
Want to step over here?
You hear about Nick Grazziola?
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