Married to the Mob Page #2

- Oh, thanks very much, Tony.

That was a great job

that you did on the train.

Well, it was a beautiful ride, Tony.

Go take care of the guys upstairs.

I'll be right up.

The same

The same melody

Somebody tell me

what's been happening to me lately

Tell me what the heck is goin wrong

- Table for two, gentlemen?

- Yeah.

This way, please.

- My God, Tony! It's beautiful.

- Youre beautiful.

I am gonna have to do something

very special for you tonight.

You twisted my arm. The Fantasia.

- Our old room. 17.

- Room 17.

- Uh, duh... Twelve past ten.

- Ten past.

Yeah, ten past twelve.

- 2am. Quitin time.

- All right.

But you did miss a good dinner,

to tell you the truth.

- You know Rosies chicken francese?

- With the ricota?

Correct.

Madonna.

Shells with sauce.

With cannoli afterwards.

- What, are you stayin?

- Yeah, I'm gonna take a bath before I go.

Is... somethin wrong, Tone?

Yeah.

You shouldnt smoke in bed.

Youre gonna start a fire.

Tony, it's a water bed.

OK, I gota go. Gimme a kiss.

Oh... Thanks.

Forget about it.

You go straight home now, lollipop.

Hmm...

Frank?

Frank, you're early!

My God!

Put this over there.

Karen?

Karen?

Karen!

Save me some soap, Karen,

because I'm feeling extra dirty tonight.

Rub-a-dub-dub!

Tony, I had no idea

you was putin the stones to Karen.

It's checkout time, Frankie.

Oh, Tony, this blows my mind!

- I loved you like a father.

- You disappointed the sh*t out of me.

Go away.

Downey.

I'm there.

- Special Agent Downey, FBI.

- Let him by.

Yesterday The Fat Man buys a one-way

ticket on the Long Island railroad.

19 hours later,

Cucumber Frank de Marco takes a bath.

It looks like payback time.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

The place is clean.

I don't know, sir. Doesnt add up.

You got a beter make on it?

The late Karen Lutnick

was Tony Russos girlfriend.

No sh*t.

Maybe Frank was indiscreet. They don't

call him The Cucumber for nothing.

Karen was a real dish.

Tony finds out Franks eating of his plate.

Tonys got a temper.

A man gets angry, he gets sloppy.

Maybe The Tiger did it himself.

- That's murder one.

- Two counts. We could hang him.

Put me back on 24-hour surveillance.

I'll nail Tony for the murders

of Frank de Marco and Karen Lutnick.

Let us pray for our brother

to our Lord Jesus Christ, who said:

I am the resurrection and the life.

The man who believes in me

will live even if he dies.

Frank... My baby...

- We know that he will raise up...

- Such a good boy.

We commend our brother to the Lord.

May the Lord receive him into his peace

and raise up his body

on the last day. Amen.

- Frank! I'm coming with you!

- Mama!

Mama, no! Mama!

They found them in the tub... naked.

- What goes around comes around.

- Here she comes.

- Youse don't have to clean up.

- Angela, sh! Just be quiet, OK?

- Thanks, you guys. I appreciate this.

- What are friends for?

And we are your friends, Angela,

whether you like it or not.

I'm, um... I'm gonna go

check on my mother-in-law.

Poor kid.

She's been through a lot.

- You liar!

- No, it's true!

- Liar!

- No, it's true!

Come on, Tony. Give him a shot!

Hey! The two of youse knock it of!

All right, stop this fight! What is this?

Tony, get up. Get of. Get up!

Get in the house. Go on, hurry up!

- You all right, Joey?

- My nose is bleeding.

Let me see that.

That's nothing. That's nothing.

- Are you OK?

- Mm.

You two just stay away

from each other today, OK?

Go on.

Thank you so much, Tony.

Thank you so much.

So, Angela... How are you?

How are you holdin up, huh?

I don't know... I'm...

Yeah, I'm OK. I'm OK. Yeah.

Now, look...

I wanna reassure you, Angela.

Youre not gonna be alone.

I'm gonna take care of you.

I really appreciate that, Tony.

I really do, but...

Angela...

I wanna help you.

Oh, you're so sweet.

Thanks.

Oh, Angela...

Holy sh*t! The grieving widow!

Keep your hands of me.

Bingo!

Ma, what are we gonna do now?

I don't know, hon.

I just don't know.

Attention, shoppers! Sprint to

the deli counter, where pizza is on sale

for the next 30 minutes only.

- Hi, Rose.

- Hi, Angela.

Angela!

Connie.

Weight Watchers, huh?

You worried about your figure?

- Some of us are.

- Cute.

Joan Rivers Junior, huh?

You know, Angela,

sometimes when a girl gets single,

she starts thinking about

goin out with other giris guys.

Connie, I am not interested in Tony.

Everybody is interested in Tony.

You beter call it of, because

if I ever catch you two together...

I... I...

Just forget about it!

Try keepin Tony on a leash!

I think you'll find one in aisle 5!

Oh, yeah? While I'm there,

I'll pick you up a flea collar!

Angela, watch your ass!

- Will that be spiced or regular?

- Spiced.

OK. Comin right up.

Die! Die, earthling!

Joey...

- Where did you get that?

- Uncle Tony gave it to me.

- Uncle Tony?

- He gave me this, too. A $100 bill!

- He bought some stuf for you, too!

- Oh, yeah?

Ta-da!

Die!

Joey, stop it!

What's the mater, Ma?

Joey...

Tony is not your uncle. He's not a relative.

And I don't want you

taking presents from him any more.

Can I keep the Lazer Tag stuf?

No. Sorry.

Run upstairs and do your homework.

OK.

Because I care.

- Your receipts, Mrs de Marco.

- Mm-hm, mm-hm.

Your generosity is overwhelming.

Here - the pink slip to the car, and

the address where to pick it up tonight.

God bless you, Mrs de Marco.

Forget about it. Oh, after tonight...

- Yes?

- Lose that address.

- Ready, big guy?

- Let's go, Mom.

OK. Here we go.

- Mm. Whos the bimbo?

- Angela de Marco.

The former

Miss Angela Maria Gianelli.

Daughter of Dominick and Catherine,

both deceased.

Mother of Joseph Francis, age seven.

Subject graduated

Bayside High School, Queens, 1978.

Atended one semester

Robert Ren Beauty Academy.

College education - none.

- Favourite vegetable?

- Cucumber.

- Favourite animal?

- Tiger.

What? Cucumber Frank de Marcos

widow is screwing Tony Russo?

- That's what Tonys wife thinks.

- I don't get it. How does Connie fit in?

From my observation, sir, Connie is

the one person who Tony actively fears.

Who knows why,

but it borders on the pathological.

Subject married

Francis Aloysius de Marco, May 15, 1979.

The key is Angela de Marco.

I say we tap her phone, her house,

her bedroom. Stake her out.

Scope her, tail her, coming and going,

and we catch Tony The Tiger

with his pants down.

Not bad, Downey. Get the b*tch.

- Why is she stoppin here, Ed?

- I don't know.

OK. Go on in.

Come on.

Mom, we can't live here.

I told you this is all

we can aford right now, Joey.

Things are gonna be tough for a while.

Whoo!

I'm gonna get a good job, we'll save

some money, and we'll find a nicer place.

Were gonna lead a good life that we can

be proud of. That's what maters now.

OK, but this place really sucks.

Yeah, I know. Let's go down

and unload the car, OK?

What's that thing

in the middle of that room?

A bathtub.

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