In Jackie's hospital room, Mikey fusses with Jackie's IV and asks a dumb question about air getting into Jackie's veins. Jackie makes "what the fuck" noises, and Jackie's wife Rosalie arranges a bouquet on the bedside table and reassures him that it's a good hospital and nothing like that will happen while glaring at Mikey. Mikey keeps on about it, and on her way by, Rosalie smacks him in the back of the head. Heh. Mikey keeps making inappropriate conversation, telling Jackie that some guy named Tony DePalma has cancer too, but "it's much worse than" Jackie's, "it's eating his brain away." Jackie rolls his eyes. Overly cheerful bellowed greetings mark the entrance of Tony, Hesh "Brother" Rabkin, Silvio "I've Got Your Circle Right Here" Dante, and Paulie "Walnuts" Gaultieri, who file up to the bed and kiss Jackie hello and ask how he's doing, and Tony gives Rosalie a bakery box. Tony tells Mikey it's nice to see him again "in men's clothing." Mikey comes back by saying that maybe he should grab a fire extinguisher; he heard a friend of Tony's "had a spontaneous combustion in his restaurant."
Rosalie interrupts to say that she's going down to the cafeteria and asks if Jackie wants anything; he says dryly, "Yeah, a plate of brasciol'," and everyone laughs. Tony asks Jackie if his IV has grappa in it. "I wish," Jackie sighs. Mikey kisses Jackie goodbye and Jackie tells him to give Junior his love, and Tony calls after Mikey to tell Junior that he gave back the truck and to give Tony the "quart of vinegar peppers he owes [him]." After Mikey disappears, Jackie says thank god Mikey left: "He's a nice guy, but he's like the grim fuckin' reaper. It's like he knows every guy with a fuckin' cancer cell and he can't wait to tell you." Paulie tells Jackie that he might be a candidate for clinical trials, but before he can really warm to his topic of stem-cell therapy, Silvio tells Paulie to shut up already because Jackie just said he didn't want to hear "no more cancer talk," and Paulie tells Silvio to "get the fuck outta here," and Jackie tells Hesh, "Trust me, you caught a break bein' Jewish. See what I gotta deal with?" Everyone chuckles. Silvio, reminded of something, muses aloud, "Jews...Jews, I knew there was something. Tony, you know that guy Teitelman?" Tony doesn't. Silvio describes him -- owns a lot of property, wears black clothes and side curls -- and Hesh informs him that "they're called 'Hasidim,'" and Paulie cracks that "I seed him but I don't believe 'em," like, quit while you're ahead, Paulie. Silvio says that Teitelman wants a divorce for his daughter. Everyone shrugs all "so?" but Silvio says that Teitelman's son-in-law won't give his consent for the divorce unless he gets fifty percent of Teitelman's motel. Hesh explains that this is called a "get." Paulie asks, "Why don't he just, uh," and makes a "gone" motion with his hand; Silvio whispers that "it's taboo for their religion." Because, you know, arranging to have in-laws killed is just fine for all the other religions of the world. "You know about this shit?" Tony asks Hesh, and Hesh advises him to "run," that they don't want to get involved with "these people." Silvio points out that, if they can procure the get, there's twenty-five grand in it for them; Hesh counters with the old saying that when a Jew gets a divorce, even the altar sheds tears. "Enough," Jackie mutters, saying that he's getting tired, so Hesh suggests getting a cup of coffee and they all file out of the room. Jackie watches them go with a worried look on his face.