The Penguin · Season 1
I ever tell you about Rex Calabrese?
Uh, no.
Well, he ran my neighborhood when I was a kid. Had this, uh, gold Cadillac, white leather seats. It was beautiful. When it rolled down your street, I mean... Felt like your block was blessed. Rex's ride, it wasn't just a car, it was a fuckin' chariot. Made a kid with a bum leg felt like even he could be king. The end of an era.
[Oz has just visited Sal and Nadia in prison, handing them a picture of their kidnapped son, Taj.]
Our son is not a pawn. There is a code.
Oh, is that right? So what, did I take the wrong Maroni, that it?
It's a new era in Gotham, Miss Falcone. The mayor-elect's got a mandate to put an end to the scum of this city.
So you're here to see it for yourself, hm? And I suppose you and your boys are gonna go for beers later, to celebrate? Maybe swap photos of my dead relatives? Or are you gonna sell those to the Gazette? To make up for all the lost kick-backs.
I need you to fix this.
Well, but that's what I do. I fix things! Don't I fix things?! That's all I ever fuckin' do.
Look -- I know this shit's grim. Alright, but none of those fucks were ever friends of ours. They never made us! Luca Falcone didn't even know your fuckin' names! So who you missing? That skinny little pussy, Johnny Viti? Milos? Guy wore lifts in his shoes, we all knew it. Nah, way I see it... Sofia done us a favor. One family down, one to go. Now let's get back what belongs to us!
I mean-- My Ma, y'know, she's... I mean, she's what keeps me good.
[to Viti] You ready to head back to the house? Maybe even warm yourself by a nice fire? Light an expensive cigar... Or. Do you wanna die down here in the dark, with all the greats? I can't guarantee you'll get one of these, uh, gold name-plates, but I'm sure we can find you a very nice unmarked hole somewhere.
You wanna be a boss, you wanna win this war? The money's not enough. You need respect. You need soldiers who wanna fight for you. You go it alone out there, you're not gonna last a day. I can get you that respect. I couldn't help your mother. Let me help you, huh? C'mon...
Two buckets?! You can't build an empire with two fuckin' buckets!
You amateur piece of shit! There's no place I can't find you now. No place, Oz! You are cooked!
"Cooked", huh? That's funny. Do me a favor, Sal. Call your wife. See if she answers.
First, I'd like to address the elephant in the room: I gassed the family. I killed them all. And I am... so glad that they're dead. My family disposed of my mother like she was nothing, then they did the same to me. And honestly, none of you are any different. None of you are made men, except for Johnny here. The rest of you... You're pawns. You're overlooked. Expendable. My mother was Isabella Gigante. Few spoke of her after she died because she was a force greater than the Falcones could handle. As of today, my father's legacy is dead and we will never speak his name again. From this point on, I am a Gigante, and this is a new family now!
What are you doing?
A family that will not treat you like cannon fodder in a fruitless war against the Maronis, a war which I intend to end!
Alright, okay, Sofia? Let's not be rash here, alright? These gentlemen know we got a score we need to settle.
[Sofia shoots Viti in the head and presents a duffel bag full of cash to the table.]
This? This was my father's. But he made it off of your labor. You did the dirty work, and they kept it all for themselves. If you join me, you will have a new family. And I will pay you what you're worth, more money than you've ever seen before.
This looks like the apartment I had with my boys. I hate it.
I used to live over there.
The East Side is cursed. It takes everything from you.
Ten years ago, some measly driver spun a bullshit story about me. He betrayed me, the daughter of the Falcone don, and he got rewarded for it. And now, here we are. Both of us suffering at the hands of that same man. But you... Would you have let that stand?
I would've ripped out his tongue and left it for the vultures.
My boy, with such big dreams... Like your father.
Oh, no, Ma. I ain't like him. I can fix this. It's you and me under one roof now, like it used to be.
Are you trying to kill me?
No, Ma, I'm trying to protect you. It's better this way, when we're together.
Taking me back here, you're throwing it in my face. What I lost...
I lost 'em, too.
What kinda man can't take care of his own mother?
What happened to 'em? To your brothers.
The city took 'em. Just like it took your family. And there was nothing I could... I was, uh... I was too weak.
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