Annalisa Zucca: My husband? Fuck you. He is never coming back. So you have to fucking deal with me.
Up your ass.
The Sopranos · Season 1
Annalisa Zucca: My husband? Fuck you. He is never coming back. So you have to fucking deal with me.
Up your ass.
I can't watch this again.
This is a DVD, it's the advanced bootleg.
These are the alternative takes, Ton'.
What, you gonna call Coppola and give ideas how to fix it?
Commendatori, you are already checked in.
Commendatori, like a commander, I like that, that's respect.
Ton', you give this guy a golf club, he'll probably try to fuck it.
(about DVD's) Somebody should tell Paramount Pictures ta get their shit together. We're gonna be stealin' thousands more o' these things.
Business slow! We tell you! We pay security, what for? Kid break window, you do nothing! We pay no more!
What'd she fuckin' say?
Nothing, don't listen to her. C'mon, honey, let's go. Honey, out front. C'mon. Now! Fucking bitch.
You got money for blow, but not for us?
Chris, please, I'm sorry--
"Business slow." Half the fucking neighborhood's out there waiting for blow jobs. You drug addict motherfucker. This shit's unacceptable.
Jesus fuckin' Christ. How come every piss I take is a fuckin' news story?
You crossed the line on me once, Anthony, and I held my tongue. She may be your sister, but back the fuck off. You know, all due respect.
Respect? What the fuck do you know about respect? I put you back in business, you cocksucker.
(about Furio Giunta) He's with us now?
Uhuh...
Guess I didn't get the memo.
Would you have read it if you got one?
Don't get up.
I wasn't gonna.
You piece of shit.
Aight come on Rich.
Get your hand offa me, I'll put one in your head.
Back off and respect the title you fuckin' jerk off.
It's your ball. You make the rules.
No, I don't make 'em, they've always been there.
You got some fuckin' balls, you know that?
David Scatino: What I do?
I should stab you in the fuckin' eye!
I'm losing my balls over here! This fucking moron's playing hazel. Get the fuck out of here!
I was just trying to sweep the cheese away--
Why? Why now? Leave it there.
I don't know, I was just--
What? Where do you get these fuckin' idiots, huh? Where do you get them? He's sweeping the cheese, I'm trying to get-- leave the fucking cheese there, alright! I love fucking cheese at my feet! I stick motherfuckin' provolone in my socks at night, so they smell like your sister's crotch in the morning. Alright? So, leave the fucking cock sucking cheese where it is!
How did you get in here? (To David Scatino)
Same as you. Through the front door.
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