Calling All Cars - The Sopranos [S04E11]

And the gehoxtahagen is framed up by the ramistan.

Karen's ziti?

Cunt.

- Shut the fuck up. - You shut the fuck up.

The other guy'll sit down. I'm going on Tuesday.

How'd you like it if Oriental kids were making fun of you?

This is all bullshit.

All this fucking self-knowledge, what the fuck has it gotten me?

"Oh, Carmela's driving the car, how fucking interesting. "

I'm here for the masoner job.

Jesus Christ, the money I spend here, I could've bought a Ferrari.

Come on, I'm a fat fucking crook from New Jersey.

She couldn't even handle a Nancy Drew, it was too mysterious.

I don't know whether to chill the champagne or shit in my pants.

She said that I was high maintenance.

Me no speak the English.

I used to play it all the time...

There's no such things as ghosts.

and all the fucking cocksucking, motherfucking dream interpretations.

So go back inside, get your appraising shit, and start appraising.

I'm a miserable prick. I've said this since day one.

It's okay, honey, Daddy's here.

I mean, that's dicked up.

Tell me about it.

- Not maid. - Did you offer him an aspirin?