Some kids work the gate at a high-school party, charging five bucks for a cup. Man, inflation hasn't hit that market. I think we paid about that when I was in high school. Maybe it was three. Anyway, A.J. and Devin stand nearby and watch. A.J. asks his friend where a particular group of guys is from. The friend says they're from Montville, and A.J. orders, "They gotta go." Devin agrees. A.J. answers his phone and gives someone directions. Another jock comes up and tells A.J. that some guys brought their own bogus cups to get out of paying. How'd they get past the guy at the gate without paying? A.J. walks over and asks to see the cup. A.J.'s friend grabs the cup in question and checks it out. The freeloader shoves A.J.'s friend, and the two start wrestling. A.J. backs away, and then smiles. Even weirder, no one else at the party seems to care. In reality, they would have all gathered around and cheered them on.
Tony sits in his office and stares at the phone. He finally picks it up and punches some numbers. Johnny Sack answers, "Speak." What a prick. Tony sits there, silent, and then hangs up. ["Johnny Sack probably thought it was an obscene caller, with the way Tony's laboured breathing was echoing into the receiver at eight million decibels. James Gandolfini: please lose some weight. Your huffing is way too loud and it's grossing me out." -- Wing Chun]