At Sally's a very drunk Nucky is flirting with alcohol poison already, but Sally's refilling his glass. He takes a whiff and asks Sally if she squeezed it out of an alligator. "I'm not saying no," says Sally, who has poured herself a belt of whatever it is, and they clink glasses (despite Nucky's half-hearted protest that he's tight enough already) and drink. Nucky now appears to be dying, and asks what it is -- she says it's poitín, but he disputes that, calling it battery acid. She pours herself some more -- you probably would for what's about to come -- while he's still working on his original glass.
Nucky's not too drunk to try to pump her (heh) for information about Petrucelli. "You are one hell of a sweet-talker," she says, and asks if he hasn't already made up his mind. Nucky says he doesn't know: "I'm not feeling very certain of things lately." That's right, folks! It's time for another round of Nucky Feeling Sorry For Himself! While Sally looks decidedly unimpressed with his kvetching, and lights a cigarette, Nucky starts going on about how he's trying to build something, and he gets wound up, and he lost a friend who lived for him. "And all I can think is, what don't I know about him? What he was up to? Do I need to be worried? What kind of person does that make me?" he says. Sally is just full-on rolling her eyes at this point, like GO SALLY, but it gets even better, because while Nucky's windbagging it about how the first time he came down here it was just for money, but now it's about something else, Sally just PUNCHES HIM IN THE FACE.
And Nucky goes down, and he's all, "What the hell?" and Sally cheerfully tells him to get up. "I don't know what that was about," she says genially as she helps him to his feet. He tells her to "lay off that turpentine," and then she punches him in the face again, having apparently remembered why she did that: "I just hate a goddamn whiner." Nucky manages to stay on his feet this time, and he draws back a fist, before saying he's not going to hit a woman, which in this case seems more like a convenient excuse as to why he's getting his ass kicked. Sally says she'll knock his ass into a hat, so he does punch her in the face, and gives her a sorry/not sorry because he warned her, and she flies at him and they clinch, knocking against the walls, and then of course they're kissing while the thunder crashes outside. She reaches for his junk and he sits her up on a counter and hikes up her skirt. "Let's go, Sparky. I'll give you something to cry about," she says, and Nucky gives her the Thompson while the storm rages outside, blowing the curtains through the open windows, lightning illuminating the creepy coupling with blue-white flashes.