You cut your hair'?
It looks nice.
- You wanna talk about it? - About what?
About whatever has turned you into
a fuckin' walkin'country-and-western song.
Dinners ready. You wanna come clean up?
- In a minute. - It's not gonna stay warm very long.
I'll heat I! up!
I need you to have a sit-down with Freddie.
Over what? You're gonna work for me?
All you have to do is sit hack and hold your hand out.
You are no longer my majority leader. Understand?
At the end of this term, you're gonna step down.
You just sit in the corner with your thumb up your ass.
Fine.
You're gonna throw your whole career away'!
- How was your day'? - It was fine, pointless.
I don't know. Who cares?
It's got nothin' to do with me anymore anyway.
In 18 months, I'll be out of this forever.
That would be nice.
It's gonna happen.
Wail, wait, wail. Girls, hold on.
Suntan lotion and towels.
Mary-Rose, keep your eye on the girls.
Be careful.
Someone left a note.
- Musfve been the Flannagans. - What does it say?
"Congratulations on your new home.
“Love, Tommy. ".
What does this mean? How did it get here'? What new home'?
You bought it?
Ed Flannagan actually sold it to you?
He did.
I was very persuasive. I practically begged.
We're gonna tear it down,
we're gonna build ourselves a proper home.
3,500 square feel.
With a two-story entranceway. Got a great room. I got a den.
Three fireplaces.
Now the kids' rooms are upstairs. We got a master bedroom.
Two walk-in closets.
The kitchen is open plan with soapstone counters.
Did I mention the entertainment center?
Come on.
Bay windows.
Big bay windows and French doors.
Got 20 feet high ceilings. Got hardwood floors.
What do you think?
Come on. What do you think? You happy?
Not that it matters, but sliding doors are better than French doors.
I want... French doors. Sliding doors look cheap.
They're not practical. No screens to keep out bugs.
- I'm gonna go get the stuff in the car. - That's all you got lo say?
Sliding doors not... What do you mean, not that it matters'?
Come on, honey. I'm talkin' about building your dream home here.
This is it. Off the hill... Away from ma, away from Michael.
I'm gonna let myself believe this...
When we're actually cooking a meal in that new open kitchen.
It's a dumb game.
Watch 'em all lose to him now lo make him look good.
Break!
Let's get somethin' to eat.
You see that guy?
Give me the slink eye.
- Who'? - Who?
Bill Vitelloni, that's who.
- He's not even lookin' at ya. - He's lookin'al me.
He hates my guts.
This paranoia starting to get out of control. I'm worried about you.
I fucked his wife in high school. How about that?
- They were married in high school? - No, you dick.
Bu! they were datin' pretty serious.
- That's a brand new shin. - I'm sorry, Bill.
You tiptoed right up behind me.
Here, look. Just fuckin' wipe it in.
My wife bought me this shirt for my birthday.
My fuckin' wife.
- Get your hands off me! - Say you're sorry.
I said it. Gel your hands off me, now!
Come here!
- Come here. - What?
Who you lookin' at?
- Think I'm scared of you? - This is my house.
- It was an accident. - I don't give a fuck. Take him home.
Take him the fuck home. This is my house.
OK? Get him the fuck out.
- You keep your cool. - Did you see what he did'?
Nozzoli wants us to leave.
It's an expensive shirt. Bill is pissed off.
This is fucking bullshit.
I'm gonna stand here and finish my burger.
- I'm not kicked out... - I'll take you to Haven Brothers.
You can spend the rest of the day shittin' it out. Let's go.
Let's go, Michael.
Fuckin' shit all over me.
This is a good idea.
Thank you.
Pretty?
It's real pretty.
What you think it's like to have a boat?
What do you think it's like to have the money to have a boat?
I bet it'd be nice out on the water though, you know? Like, peaceful.
Real fuckin' peaceful when I'm pukin' over the side every two minutes.
I didn't even recognize you without the scissors in your hand.
- This is my girlfriend, Sharon. - Nice to meet you.
- This is Declan and Cassie.
Cassie and I work together at the hair salon.
Are you down here for the weekend or...
Last one of the summer.
It's either get out of the house or shoot yourself.
I'll see you back at the slaughterhouse.
- Good meelin' you, Sharon. - Nice to meet you.
Be good.
Pumpkin butter. I've never heard of pumpkin butter.
Camembert?
Brie?
What about some blue cheese?
It's a nice market, don't you think?
It's amazing.
Just 10 minutes from the house.
Convenient if we lived there.
Which we could.
And we should.
- This could really be our life'? - Yes.
I suppose that we could check out schools.
Really?
Just... Look.
- What'? - Don't change your mind.
Don't break my heart.
I won't.
- We'll pave the driveway, right'? - Of course.
We'll plant some nice poplar trees along each side.
I saw that in a photograph of the French countryside.
Shit, they're here already.
No! a word.
That was interesting, running into Chuck today.
Small world, huh?
I always thought he was gay.
Not all haircutlers are gay. Don't use your stereotypes.
I'm not usin' a stereotype.
I just thought the guy was queer.
Queer how?
I don't know. It's just a feelin' I gel.
The man's straight as a ruler. I assure you.
How come he made you nervous?
Chuck? Why would he make me nervous?
That's why I'm askin' you. I don't know.
- Why'd he make you nervous? - He didn't.
Yeah, he did.
Chuck does not make me nervous. I work with the man every day.
He's as harmless as a pussycat, all light'?
Eat your lunch.
That was an interesting choice oi words.
- Did you fuck him? - Chuck?
Don't be ridiculous.
You must've felt lonely...
when we were separated.
You must've wanted someone to make you feel better.
Was I! chuck?
Of course not.
Maybe I did...
Maybe I...
had way too much to drink one night, and I did something I barely remember.
Happy?
You fucked Chuck?
- I don't wanna talk about it. - How many times'?
Don't you dare give me that look.
What look?
That wounded,
judgmental look. You are in no position.
- You fucked Chuck. - I was pissed off.
We act like idiots when we're pissed off.
And you of all people should understand that, Dec.
You're right.
Who am I to judge?
I'm ready.
Michael, I'm ready.
What you gotta dress like a whore for'?
- I'm not... - Gel my gun.
Your gun...
What's wrong?
Slay away from the window.
Where you going?
Colin, where the fuck are you?
There's some weird shit gain' on. I need backup.
Call me back as soon as you get this fuckin' message, all right?
You made it.
Finally.
Traffic sucks on 195.
Right, right.
Come on in. Let me...
What have you got there?
Sorry.
I don't know if I can do this.
I'm just nervous.
I didn't mean to attack you like that. It's...
I'm just...
I could use a glass of wine, all right?
Me loo.
I've never seen so many different kinds of cheese in my life.
I wonder if Colin's gonna make it out here after the concert?
195's probably backed up all the way lo Canada, ma.
It's nothin'. I just pulled my back out.
Nothing that a good glass of bourbon won't fix.
Hey, Gerald. Happy labor day.
You what'?
You're where?
Slow down.
Listen to me. This is what you're gonna do. Call Jack Boyle.
Don't say nothin' to the cops. Just say that your lawyer's on the way.
I'll call the speaker, and I'll gel back to you.
Representative Williams just got a D.U.l.
for weavin'all over the median strip. He's tanked.
Listen. We got a little problem.
Williams just got arrested for drunk driving. I know.
I told him to call Jack Boyle.
I was thinkin' of givin' Ethan Ducketi a call over at the slate police.
He might...
OK, I'll wail for your call.
I'm doublin'.
It's just I'm way ahead of you, and you're doublin'.
- I think I'm gonna win. - You can't really double up.
- Well, I can do whatever I want. - Fine. Double up.
- You'll lose. - I haven't lost yet today.
Three takes you off.
Three takes you off again.
- Three and three... - You fuck this fuckin' game.
Backgammon sucks.
I'm geflin' ice.
Bourbon neat, beer back.
Where's Colin?
How the fuck should I know?
He's not answerin' his phone.
Why? What's the matter'?
Somebody's walchin' me.
Who?
Fuckin' who. Fuck, your pal Bill Vilelloni.
My pal? I barely know the guy.
You chummed up to him pretty good at the fuckin' party there.
So what the fuck's he followin' you for'?
How the fuck do I know? I got a target on my back.
- You know where he lives? - Yeah. Why'?
Come on. We're gonna go pay him a visit, say hi.
I'm busy here.
- Sweepin' your mother's fuckin' stoop? - My father died on this sloop.
Your father died 20 years ago. He used lo beat you with a belt.
It's none of your fuckin' business what my father did. He's still my father.
You work for me or not?
You should get a fuckin' maid or somethin'.
- Is this the place? - That's it.
- You sure? - I'm sure.
You seem to know this guy pretty fuckin' well.
Brought my kid here once for a playdate.
Jesus Christ. I am gonna have to commit you, aren't I?
Remember, civilized. No rough stuff, for God's sake.
Bill around?
- Yes, he is. - Can I have a word?
I guess. Come in.
Hi. How you doin"! Freddie.
Your son went to school with my Patrick.
You followin' me?
- What the fuck you talkin' about? - About hangin' around outside my house.
I'm sorry, sweetheart. They said they wanted lo talk lo you.
What's he talkin' about?
He seems to think that you or your men have been stakin' out his house.
Why the fuck would I do that?
'Cause Noun“ ink! you m.
'Cause you're still fuckin' pissed off about... certain events
in the past.
'Cause I spilled sauce down your pretty fuckin' shirt. How the fuck do I know?
Mr. Nozzoli very generously said he'd pay for the dry cleaners,
and if I was upset in any way with the results,
- he'd buy me a new shirt. - Is that right?
And as for, events in the past,
Isabella told me long ago...
you were so scared...
you couldn't hardly get I! up.
You were pretty drunk.
So, you see,
nothin' really happened for me to be all that pissed about.
But, see, I don't like you, because I think you're crazy.
And one day, you're gonna cause us all a lot of grief.
Now get the fuck out of my house.
You satisfied? Can I go home now?
Do I look fuckin' satisfied?
That fucker was watchin' me outside Molly's house.
Somebody was.
Who's fuckin' Molly?
I'm goin' home. You're comin' with me.
What would happen if we did something and...
Michael found out?
He'd shoot us both...
and... chop off our heads...
and bury us underneath the interstate.
He would?
OK, I don't... think I really wanted to hear that right now.
I'm just kiddin'.
Cheers.
You look lovely today. Really lovely.
You're a really beautiful woman, Kath Parry.
And to he honest,
straight from the heart,
I would love to jump your bones.
Straight from the loins, you mean.
Kath, we like each other.
We want each other.
Let's...
forget about caution and worry.
I mean, who cares?
We're only on this planet for...
a brief moment.
Like a wee flame blown out by darkness.
Life's short.
I don't wanna die never havin' held you in my arms.
You're right.
Yes, I am.
American Idol is better because, it's hilarious to watch losers.
And they... And the winners are really awesome.
Yeah, some of the winners are.
And the stars... all the stars on there...
Look a! her dancing.
She should be on Dancing With The Stars.
- Would she be the dancer or the star'? - Maybe she'd be a little bit of both.
Excuse me. I'll be right hack.
What do you think, Eileen?
About what?
American Idol or...
Dancing With The Stars.
Hi, Melanie. Tom Caffee here.
I'm sorry to bother you at home, but the Speaker's not picking up.
He didn't leave me a message, did he, about...
about representative Williams?
He's taking care of it him... Really? You sure?
No, it's great. It's fantastic. It means less... work for me.
Listen, thank you. Have a great weekend, OK?
You'll never be able to give up politics.
Of course I will. I told you, I'm...
done. It's over. Finished.
You're gonna break my heart, Tommy Caffee. I know it.
I'll have that twice.
Feelin' sorry for ourselves'?
Yeah, I guess that's the size of it.
Speakin'of size, Chuck's cock isn't bigger than yours
if that's what you're worried about.
Again.
And, I hate backgammon too.
I only played it because I thought you wanted lo learn.
So you played backgammon for me?
To make me happy?
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Is that why you fucked Chuck, lo make me happy'?
No, I fucked Chuck because you're an asshole, and I was lonely.
- See anything? - Of course not. You're imagining shit.
You stay on your toes, all right?
You're takin' me to Fred and Steve's tonight for a steak dinner.
Let me just check on Kath.
Babe?
You home?
Hey, honey?
You up here? We got company.
To...
Irish whiskey, which I wish we had.
To hot...
baths...
big enough to stretch out in.
- That's a good one. - Thanks.
She's not here.
- Maybe she went to see her kids. - Her kids are with daddy
in New London somewhere.
- Maybe she's out with a girlfriend. - She's got no fuckin' girlfriends.
Who is it?
No one.
And I'm over at the house.
I came over to see ya, and you're not here.
So, I'm a little bit worried, you know.
If you could call me as soon as you get this, it'd great.
Maybe she went to a movie or the mall. Obviously, she wasn't drug out of here.
Artichoke hearts.
To...
Rocky Balboa.
Who is it?
No one.
Where the fuck are you?
Are you passed out in your own piss in a whorehouse somewhere?
You fuckin' work for me. Switch your phone on and fuckin' call me back.
I don't know what's goin' on.
Somethin's fucked up. Fuckin' Kath not here.
Can't gel her on the phone. Fine.
I don't know where Colin is.
- Can't get him on the phone. - It's a coincidence.
What is?
That you can't reach either one of 'em. What would they be doin' together?
Together? What the f...
- What are you sayin"? - It's a coincidence. That's all.
Hey, ma, it's me.
Listen, I got a question to ask you.
I really need you to call me back...
straightaway when you hear this, all light?
What's the fuckin' point of havin' cell phones, you don't pick up the...
I think I like the cabemet better than the pinol noir.
It's got a very nice palate.
Smooth.
Like a beach at midnight.
That's one of my fantasies, you know.
To move to northern California, grow grapes,
make wine.
It'd be great, wouldn't it?
To actually grow something in the soil and...
make it grow with your own hands.
To really know a skill like that.
To work in a tradition thousands and thousands of years old.
Someday...
maybe.
Come here.
Closer.
You've got that look in your eye.
What look?
The look that says let's throw caution to the wind.
Shut up and come here.
Why?
- You might be a little drunk. - No. I'm not drunk.
I don't want you to do something you might regret.
Regret?
No, I'm agreeing with you.
I think you're right. I think you are incredibly right.
Why should I be loyal to Michael?
OK, let me rephrase that.
I don't want you to do something... that might get both of us killed.
To abstinence.
- Did you find anything? - No, nothing.
- Try the bookcase. - I already tried.
"Try again. - Why?
Because you never know. You might have missed something.
We got one, two...
two plus five seashells.
We've got a deck of cards,
missing most of the hearts.
Baby, I got some Monopoly money.
We can't play Chinese checkers with Monopoly money.
Keep looking.
Everything okay with Eileen?
Everything's peachy.
- Could've fooled me. - Hey, I got one!
We only need 19 more.
Look...
Keeping things in only makes 'em worse, you know?
Things just faster away till they do some real damage.
What, are you a marriage counselor now?
I'm just sayin' I've seen people get sick from not expressing their feelings.
My feelings are fine.
If you say so.
There's no place else to look.
We're still short, like, seven marbles.
Can't play hearts 'cause we don't have a full deck.
Can't read books 'cause there's only a few lousy paperbacks.
Can't play Chinese checkers 'cause we don't have enough marbles.
So what are you lookin' at me for'?
What, I gotta entertain the two of you'?
It's not enough that I cook 0,000 burgers, I gotta sing and dance as well'?
Attagirl.
Let it all out.
One meaningless little fuck,
- you wanna fuckin' punish me? - You let that fuckin' faggot
stick his cock
inside of you!
You know what'? By the way, I lied.
His cock is bigger than yours.
It's much bigger than yours. Really fuckin' good!
Hit me again, you fuckin' bitch!
Hit me again, you fuckin' whore!
- Come on! Fuckin' hit me! - I'm a fuckin' whore?
You wanna talk about whores?
- How many fuckin' whores did you fuck? - Fuckin' hi! me!
- You motherfucker! - How many whores...
I guess you should fuckin' know.
How many was it that you had?
Ten?
A fuckin' thousand?
Don'! walk away from me, Declan!
What's wrong?
Nothin's wrong.
What are you doin' here, Michael?
- What happened? - Nothin'.
What is gain' on?
Listen... ls Colin here?
He said he was goin' to some concert in Boston
Did he call? You know where he's goin' or...
No. Why? What's wrong?
What's goin' on, mom?
Is everything okay?
- I'm sorry I woke you up. - Michael!
Will you fuckin' slow down?
OPEN my door!
- How the fuck am I gonna get home? - Call a cab!
When is all this nonsense between you and Michael gonna stop?
I can't stand...
the Me N you hem' so angry
and mistrustful all the time.
You know, when you were a little boy,
-you used to look up to him so... - I don't wanna look up to Michael.
I wanna put more distance between us.
Which is why Eileen and I are takin' the kids and we're leavin' the hill.
What do you mean, leavin' the hill?
Where would you go?
Right here.
I bought this place off of Ed Flannagan.
I'm gonna tear it down.
I'm gonna build my family a proper home.
When my term is up, I'm quitting politics.
I'm finished.
I don't want it anymore, ma.
You can't leave the hill. I won't let you.
I am.
The hill is Michael, and Michael's nothin' to me but pain and heartache.
Heartache?
Well, now, you listen to me.
What about the heartache of the people you represent'?
What about their pain and their troubles?
What about your duty
to your constituents?
Who's goin' to stand up for theirjobs?
You think some fuckin' Italian is goin' to do that'! I don't think so.
Sorry to bother you, but I need a place to slay.
Come in. Come on.
Hope I didn't bother you.
There's a bed upstairs. I'll get you some sheets.
Last call, it seems.
Bottoms up.
What would Michael do if I left him?
He would be very upset.
He loves you, and...
he's very,
- very possessive. - He doesn't love me.
I used to think he did, but he doesn't.
If you left him,
we still couldn't be together, you know.
Why not?
It's a free country.
- We're all grown-ups. - I wouldn't call Michael a grown-up.
You really think he'd kill us, don't you?
Let's put it this way.
I think we'd be well advised to move
far, far away.
Like Mongolia far away.
I hate that... prick.
No, you don't.
You don't.
You like him.
That's what's fucked up.
You know, he can he so sweet.
You deserve so much better, Kath. You really do.
In the interest of complete candor...
I will tell you...
that I...
am...
very aroused.
That could be big,
bad trouble.
I like big, bad trouble.
Can I kiss your tummy'?
My tummy?
Permission granted?
K's so white and...
and soft.
No fucking way.
This is nuts!
This is nuts.
I think about you all the time.
I dream about you.
I watch the way...
your hands move, the way you...
you cross your ankles.
The way your eyes soften when you see me.
You're just tryin' to get into my pants.
You wanted me to get into your pants. You asked me
to get into your pants.
Michael loves me.
He loves me,
and he lakes care of me.
How dare you try to steal me away from him!
Sorry.
I thought we had mutual feelings.
Well, we did.
I mean, we do.
No, don't.
- Don't touch me. - Are you cryin'?
- You're cryin'. - I'm not.
- I'm not crying. - You're cryin'.
OK, let's be clear.
We're gonna do this,
Michael be damned.
Is that mine?
Sorry.
Leave it.
- It's Eddie. - Just leave it.
Well, he's got the kids.
Since when?
102? Jesus, Eddie.
Is he...
I'm on my way.
I'm on my way. I'll be right there.
R's Eddie Jr.
He's got a 102 temperature.
He's been up all night just...
pukin' his guts out and...
shivering, coughing like a lunatic.
I think he might have whooping cough.
He go! whooping cough last year.
I'm sorry.
- I understand. - I'm so sorry. I gotta go.
I understand. He's your son.
- I gotta go. - I know.
How you doin'?
- You okay'! - Yeah. Eddie Jr. came
with whooping cough again. So I was there all night.
- How's he doin'? Is he okay? - Are you okay?
- Let me ask you somethin'. - Are you okay'?
Did you fuck someone last night?
I'm just askin'. Did you fuck someone?
- What are you talking about? - You're all dressed up.
- You didn't call me. - You're crazy.
Take your hands off me, Mike.
You know, if I find out you're lyin' to me...
- I was with my kids. - I don't know what I'll do lo you.
I don't know what I'll fuckin' do lo you.
You're crazy. You know that'! You need to stay on your medication, all right'!
Sick kid, Michael.
I can'! do this anymore, Declan.
Yeah, I know.
Get it gain'.
- You got nothin'. - That was great.
Nice.
- 6 points for that. - You, baby.
Here we go. Up in the air.
Over the net.
- Shut up, Mary-Rose. -Again.
- I got it. - Nope, you got nothin'.
- Come on, Freddie. - I got that.
We're getting killed.
Can you DRY?
Good morning.
I told ma.
I think you're right.
Sliding doors, they would be better than French doors.
No, I think you're right.
French doors have more presence.
- You playin'? - Yeah, this side.
Let's do it! Come on!
- I'm over here. - OK, Freddie, come on.
Serve it up.
Come on. I want it!
Come on, Mary-Rose. Hit it.
Shut up!