Cut to the Bada Bing. The strippers gyrate, and a couple of seedy-looking guys ogle them from the bar. A two-second shot, and it makes its point perfectly. Who didn't feel dirty watching that? In the back, Tony is asking Gigi how his first day as captain went. Gigi bitches about Joey Pants pretending it was his idea to make Gigi captain, and then somehow they get onto the subject of Ginny Sack. There's a number of mediocre "your momma is so fat" jokes, but Furio claims to like "a woman you can grab onto." Heh. Furio is just counting the days until he becomes this season's newest breakout sensation. Phil from Ed has nothing on this guy. Just as the laughter reaches its peak, Johnny Sack himself walks in, and they get real quiet, real quick. Tony pretends they were discussing one of the strippers, and Sack is chagrined that they haven't heard the news. He flips on the TV, and there's Peter "Boon" Reigert again, talking about the approval of a $25 million development contract. The boys are ecstatic, because they've got all the construction and waste hauling contracts. During the news report, they cut away to a shot of ducks on the pier, and Boon better hope they're not the penis-eating kind. Part of the development includes the somewhat improbable "Newark Museum of Science and Trucking," and Paulie declares that Boon is worth every cent of his cut.
Back at Melfi's house, she's now moved to the bedroom. Richard comes in, and she apologizes. Richard claims to be just frustrated, because he wants to kill the guy with his bare hands, but he can't. There's a number of close-ups of his hands as he bemoans the state of the justice system. He sighs, and we cut straight from another shot of his fists lying impotently in his lap to a low-angle view of Tony, towering above us and smashing wood with a sledgehammer. And an anvil. Gee, who's the powerful one out of those two? Christopher comes up, complaining about having been blown off at Vesuvio. Tony reminds him that he's not the most reliable guy himself, and they head inside. There's a shot of the air conditioner (they've got four?) starting up, and the FBI guys get excited in their van. The boys enter the basement, and we see the bugged lamp in the foreground. Christopher apologizes for involving Jackie Jr., but does concede that "he was an asset. Pissed all over the car seats, but he handled himself good." Tony explains his promise to Jackie Sr., and Chris takes major offense. "Oh, the life is good enough for me, but not for Little Lord Fuckpants?" Bwah! Tony explains that kids today aren't like he and Chris. They're "bored and spoiled." How is that not like Tony and Christopher? Chris is slightly mollified, and when Tony gives him a hug and professes his love in a not at all unmanly fashion, Christopher actually smiles. Almost. Outside, the Feds are befuddled. "Little Lord Fuckpants? Whose moniker is that?" I don't know from monikers, but if that's the guy I've got to talk to in order to get some pants on Tony, I'm prepared to make him an offer he can't refuse.