As we know, Phil asked me to arrange this meeting after the fire in his wire room.
Correction. You asked me to fuckin' attend. I agreed.
Fair enough. Now I won't call it a sit-down because of the inclement negative implications. Let's think of it as... a meeting of minds. Now for whatever reason, certain incidents have expired lately that in addition to being dangerous could have an adverse impact on our respective bottom lines.
I know Vito's bottom was impacted if that's what you're referring to.
Call him what you will but you're talkin' about one of my captains.
Captain? The Good Ship Lollipop, right?
Phil, please.
Please, my ass. The man was a fuckin' disgrace.
Well, before he came outta the closet, he worked for me. And he put a lot of money in my pocket. And yours too.
Talk about earners? How 'bout Fat Dom Gamiello?
[Tony gestures to Silvio]
What about 'im?
He's M.I.A. A lot of people are concerned for his well-being.
So what the fuck would I know about that?
Well as coincidence would have it, he was last seen in New Jersey.
So was the Hindenburg. Maybe you wanna look into that too.
Tony, please. Phil. We're gettin' off point. I grew up in this, guys. And I just lost my friend Rusty. And for reasons I will discern in time, believe me. If there's one thing my father taught me, it's this; a pint of blood costs more than a gallon of gold. My business, all of our businesses, this infighting's costing money.
I'm willin' to move forward. Let the past be bygones.
Fine with me.
A wise decision... on both your parts. Now what I'd love to see is a truce. Wipe the slate clean. The no-shows. The wire room. Vito... put it all behind us.
Yeah...
Your brother Billy, whatever happened there...
Alright then, uh...
"Whatever happened there?!"
The shooting.
"Whatever happened there?!"
God rest his soul, huh?
I'll tell you what fuckin' happened; this piece of shit's cousin...
Calm down Phil.
...put six bullets in the kid without any provocation whatsoever!
My cousin's dead.
Fuck you!
Phil, hey we were makin' headway here. I didn't mean to say...
Fuck what you meant, cocksucker! Come on!
[Phil and his gang leaves]
Jesus Christ, Carmine, what the fuck? Why would you possibly bring that up?
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