There's a quick shot of Carmela, standing over the casket and contemplating her own son's life, and then we cut to her climbing into bed with Tony. She lovingly drapes herself over him, and then whispers that she's ready to "try it [his] way." Looks like AJ is going to military school after all. Or is he?
The sit-down. Tony and Silvio are already seated at an outdoor café in what appears to be a warehouse district. Paulie arrives soon after, and expresses surprise that Joey Pants isn't there yet. Then he calls him a name that the MBTV style guide explicitly states I'm not allowed to say, so you'll just have to use your imagination. Or your VCRs. Tony encourages him to sit and relax, and Paulie happily announces that he's just gotten his mom situated at the Green Groves, based on Tony's recommendation. "I never recommended it," Tony replies sourly, but Paulie just goes on and on about how great the "level of care" is and how "it's the most expensive nursing home in the state." Tony grumbles about the price, but Paulie doesn't even care. "You see a seeing-eye dog over here? A cup of pencils? It'll be tough, but I'll figure it out." Not if you have to keep buying a new car every week, you won't. Of course, he doesn't mention that here, either. "It's worth every fucking penny," he concludes. "I'm the hero now, boys." Finally, Joey arrives, only to be berated by Paulie for his belatedness. His retort: "I may be late, but you'll be stupid forever. Also, your mother wears combat boots." Again, not so much on that last part. Paulie jumps up to start scuffling, but Tony eventually manhandles them both into their seats. Joey continues to display the tact and good breeding that we all know and love by adding that he was forced to spend the entire night at his goomah's house because Rosalie's grief was "incessant." I love how these guys are completely and utterly able to disassociate themselves from their own misdeeds. You'd think Melfi would have called Tony on this by now, but I guess not even she knows most of the things he's done. Anyway, with the sit-down under way, Silvio assumes the role of arbitrator and helps both sides push numbers back and forth. The short version is that Paulie thinks he did all the work and deserves half, while Joey thinks that all Paulie did was cough up an alarm code, so he's only entitled to what amounts to a five-percent finder's fee. Joey also manages to point out that he brings in over three million dollars a year from the Esplanade. Tony finally intervenes to say that while five percent is too low, Joey's guys did do all the "heavy lifting." Paulie swears that's not his fault. "Little Paulie [another character I'd like to see] was good to go. Fucking car never came. They left him outside his house like an asshole, in eleven-degree weather." I guess that's worse than being lost in the woods in eleven-degree weather, but apparently that episode never happened, so now we'll never know. Tony thinks it all over, and then names the figure: Twelve thousand. Joey loves it and starts cracking wise, but Paulie can't believe what he's hearing. He begs Tony to reconsider, but Silvio interrupts to explain that all decisions are final. Before he can go any further, Furio appears, calling out that he was forced to park the car around the block. As he approaches the table, however, he slips on pile of ice and goes crashing to the street. While Paulie sits open-mouthed in frustration and I giggle like a little girl, everyone else gets up to go help Furio, thus ending the sit-down.