The Sopranos1999

Brendan Filone:
So my boy at Comley... said there's a truckload of Italian suits.

Christopher Moltisanti:
Those unload fast. Mario'll take the whole load.

Brendan Filone:
He said shipment moves Thursday, six a.m.

Christopher Moltisanti:
Give me one good reason I should not jack this truck!

Brendan Filone:
Hey, don't feel bad, its Junior's own fault. He gives us no choice except to do it again.

Christopher Moltisanti:
Takin' that outrageous f***in' tribute?

Brendan Filone:
It's like not only does he sh*t on our heads, we're supposed to say thanks for the hat.

Christopher Moltisanti:
It's not like I'm gettin' somewhere's playin' by the rules! F*** Tony!

Brendan Filone:
The books are closed... blow me.

Christopher Moltisanti:
No, that's some true sh*t.

Brendan Filone:
Come on, they're not confirmin' any new made guys, how come?

Christopher Moltisanti:
F***in' chaos! Nobody knows whose runnin' things anymore. Guys, they don't even know who to make payments up the ladder to in some cases. I'm talkin' about the year two thousand. The millenium. Where do we go from here?