Speaking of whom, she brings Eli into the meeting, and boy, does he stick out like a sore thumb in this group. He's wounded that they started without him. Jimmy introduces him to Meyer, Lucky, and Al. Lucky finds a new reason to be pissed, noting that he and Eli have already met (last season, when Eli roughed Lucky up). Gillian manages to take her leave by calling as much attention to herself as possible, cooing, "The men talk, the geisha retires." Yeeeeah, I think the geisha doth protest too much. Jimmy lays out the whole plan, where they import the booze through AC and truck it out to NYC, Chicago, Philly, wherever. Capone is resistant, saying Torrio already has a supplier. Jimmy's like, that's great for Torrio, but where does that leave you? And Lansky asks, what of Nucky? Jimmy says he'll go to jail and then Jimmy will have Bader appoint a patsy. "The way this place runs, you have to keep people happy," Jimmy pontificates. "You have hotel owners, clubs, theaters. They need to know that when one boss is gone, someone else is there to keep things in line." This is hilarious. Jimmy's really speechifying today! I'd love to know where he thinks he picked up these grand theories of city-running. From whom? Lansky's almost imperceptible smirk at Jimmy's grandstanding is why I love him, by the way. Capone and Luciano almost immediately jump on this, saying, essentially, screw this velvet glove approach -- just intimidate people into compliance. Lansky joins in, Jimmy tells them that's not how AC is run, there is much squabbling, until finally Eli blurts out "Jesus Christ, just kill him!" The camera push-in on that line is very Scorsese-wannabe. "What's he, King fucking Neptune?" Eli continues, "Just kill him and get it over with." Capone agrees. Lucky wants to know what the big deal is. Lansky says he's just another old-timer they need out of the way. "So's Arnold Rothstein," Jimmy shoots back. "Come to my house," Lansky says, "we'll discuss that." Harrow's mind is a few steps back as he asks Eli if he'd really kill his brother. Eli looks at the floor, shifts in his seat, and says no, they'd find someone to do it. There's the weaselly Eli I know! I was worried that killing a man might have stiffened his spine some. Capone says he'll call Chicago and get someone to take the train down and do the job. Jimmy looks around and knows the plan has gotten away from him. We know he's feeling intense emotions because there's another push-in! All eyes turn to him: what's the answer? Jimmy looks at Capone: "Make your phone call."