Zarra's Law Page #3

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But see, the problem is

the terms of your parole

state that you can't

associate with known felons.

Wait a minute.

Are you insulting my cousins?

Is that nice?

Come on, just take

a f***ing walk, will you?

You and me, we're gonna go.

Not today, but we're gonna go.

But today?

Today is a party.

Today we're celebrating!

Yeah!

Come on, why don't you

come join us, huh?

Come eat,

have something to drink.

Sit with the boys. We'd love

to have him, wouldn't we?

Come on, Mr. Zarra,

come on.

Go f*** yourself.

You think?

That's too bad, huh, boys?

Everybody say goodbye.

Say goodbye to Mr. Zarra.

Bye, Mr. Zarra!

You take care now, Tone.

We'll see ya!

We'll see you around the campus,

you f***ing prick!

That's right!

Don't worry about it.

He'll get his.

He'll get his.

He ain't a cop no more.

That's right.

Mr. Zarra.

The bulls.

No, sir. FBI.

I would've never known.

Special Agent Clarke,

Agent Kinsey.

Let's cut to the chase.

Okay, Tony.

Bobby Stax.

You should keep

those scumbags in jail.

We'd like to ask you

not to do anything

that would hinder

our investigation.

Hinder a federal investigation?

I wouldn't think of it.

I'm sure you're aware

that we're in the midst

of an organized crime roundup.

Any move on your part

regarding Bobby Stax

could jeopardize

years of surveillance.

So you want me to stay away

from Bobby Stax.

And what are you

gonna do for me?

What'd you have in mind?

If I leave Bobby Stax alone,

you might find something in the

files about my brother's murder.

Anything's possible.

Oh, one more thing.

For personal reasons,

maybe you could find

some hard evidence

on that scumbag

Frankie Andreoli for me.

You never know.

You're a lot like

your Uncle Tony.

Yeah, really? How so?

Well, you're both

strong male figures,

both feel the need

to protect other people,

and you feel responsible

for them,

strong sense of family.

I think the older you get,

the more like him

you're gonna be.

That's scary.

What, is this a new talent

of yours I don't know about?

Start calling you

Madam Zorra, psychic, or what?

No, it just seems like you're

always trying to save everybody.

I'm not trying to save

everybody. I'm just...

No, I'm trying to...

What about you?

Why are we talking so much

about me, all right?

What kind of secrets you got?

Oh, everybody's got secrets.

Leave the questions

in the courtroom, Mr. Zarra.

You come here.

We're gonna get the order

of protection today.

Oh, the order of protection.

Well, then I'll be fine.

- Okay, let's go.

- He said he would kill me.

- Let's go.

- That's what he said.

Frankie says he's gonna do

something, he's gonna do it.

Andreoli vs. Andreoli.

Good morning, Ms. Mahn.

Your Honor.

Thank you.

Miss Andreoli, where's

your better half today?

I'm sorry, Your Honor,

but that is not funny,

considering the numerous times

that we've had to come here.

Of course it's not funny.

What is ridiculous

is how many times you have been

in this court with Ms. Andreoli.

Your Honor,

my client has suffered

physical and

psychological abuse.

Something has to be done.

Your Honor,

my client loves his family.

He'd never hurt a fly.

Are you kidding?

Ms. Mahn,

I've told you many times.

You need to provide

further proof

that Mr. Andreoli is, in fact,

violating your client's rights.

In that case,

I will rule appropriately.

- Ronnie?

- Yeah.

Remember when I told you

about lowlife scum?

Yeah.

Well, there's one here now.

Sonny!

- What's up?

- You missed four payments.

I'm gonna be nice and maybe

forgive the vig if you pay now.

Bobby doesn't recognize you

as his rep anymore.

What can I say?

I'm paying him.

Now youse two guys can leave

and go work it out

and leave me out of it.

F*** you!

Get the f***ing money!

F***ing deadbeat.

You still owe me!

He's down there.

- Ah, thanks.

- Yeah.

Paul.

Anthony!

To what do we owe the pleasure?

- Hey.

- Just passing by.

Hey, boys!

Say hello to Mr. Z.

- Hi, Mr. Z!

- Hi!

You here on police matters?

Come on, Paul.

I think maybe

I'm taking a pinch.

No, I'm not.

Having a little excitement

like the old days?

Nice kids.

They're beautiful kids.

Sit down, will you, please?

The future gangsters

of America.

Not on my life.

Doctors, lawyers, Peace Corps.

Anything but the life.

Come on, let's eat.

Oh, no, Paul,

don't go through the trouble.

What trouble?

You come to visit the house,

you break bread, we eat.

You're family.

Your brother, your father,

even the black sheep, you.

You'll always be

part of the family to me.

Of course.

Thank you, Paul.

Thank you, Marie.

Thanks, honey.

Salut.

Salut.

I've had something rattling

in my head for years now,

can't see

to come to terms with.

Maybe you can help.

I'll try, but things aren't

the same, you know.

Bobby Stax.

Bobby Stax is nothing.

Roberto said that...

Oh, that's what you want.

Your brother Roberto.

You still got that

in your mind.

Please, take it from me.

He was like a son to me.

Him and Paulie Jr.

Crewed together for years.

Whatever happened,

it was his choice.

To be in the family.

It wasn't his choice.

He grew up

idolizing our father.

Bobby Stax,

I have this feeling...

Come on, please,

you're gonna ruin your mind.

Take it from me.

I keep beating myself up

since I lost Paulie Jr.

It has been too long, Paul.

From the black sheep,

I love you.

I love you.

Black sheep nothing.

You know, you were always

the smart one.

Your father always said that.

We were all very proud of you.

Please eat.

Hey!

Hey, G!

- Look who it is, huh?

- What's going on?

Not too much. Just popping by

to see a friend.

What have you been up to?

I'm a doctor these days.

You know, G, four times this

month I'm here changing tires.

Steady work for me, right?

Poor girl.

Yeah, I haven't seen her

in a while, so...

Hey, she's having a hard time

of it, all right?

We both know how

Frankie can be, right?

Yup. Hey, we're gonna

catch up later, all right?

- Yeah!

- All right, good.

Mom, you gotta promise me

that if something happens,

you're gonna take John.

- Would you...

- Mom, just promise me.

I don't wanna hear this crazy

talk anymore, do you hear me?

Stop with the tears now.

No more tears. Stop.

Gotta listen to your mother,

Vanessa.

Oh, God.

Sorry. Old habits, you know?

I just let myself in.

- What are you doing here?

- Oh, how are you?

Gaetano, come here,

give me a hug.

It's so good

to have you back safe.

Yeah, thank God for that,

you know what I mean?

How's Nonna?

She's great, you know?

I mean, she's crazy, but great.

- Still crazy?

- Yeah.

So what have you been

doing with yourself?

Funny you asked.

You got some time?

Oh, yeah.

Just let me clean up.

All right.

I don't know what to do

anymore.

I mean, my lawyer Claire,

she's doing the best she can,

but she doesn't really

wanna deal with this.

And you know, we're friends.

That's why she's helping me out,

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