Satriale's. Big Pussy lets Larry Boy, Jimmy Altieri (formerly "Johnny Bravo"), and Ray Curto (formerly "Another Guy") into a back room. Tony gives them a "the hell?" look and cracks, "I thought I was the only one Junior could make look like that." They all sit down around the table. Tony, patiently: "All right, lemme hear it." Jimmy and Larry Boy tell Tony about the dealer taking "a header" off the bridge. Curto grumps that "that's the closest that junkie fuck ever got to a bath," and Larry Boy grumps in response that "that 'junkie fuck' was my biggest earner," and that "a certain friend of ours" -- i.e. Junior -- should have checked with him before doing "old man Capri" -- i.e. the tailor -- a favor. Tony doesn't get it; Larry Boy explains that that dealer sold Capri's grandson "that shit." Curto pipes up that Tony "created a fuckin' Frankenstein in Junior."

"I created?" Tony repeats. He reminds them that they all agreed to let Junior have his day, and also to let Junior serve as the lightning rod so that, if anyone "goes down," it's Junior and not a younger man with a family: "You remember this? We all agreed!" "Yeah, we agreed, but who the fuck expected to get raped over here?" Larry Boy grumbles. Curto says that, with Jackie as acting boss, they let it slide because it all evened out in the end, "but your uncle, Madon', does he eat alone -- he doesn't even pass the salt." Jimmy chuckles at that, but adds that Mikey came in on Sammy Grigio's card game and smacked Sammy around to boot: "That ain't right." Tony says that "even a broken clock is right twice a day" and defends Junior on that point: "Junior was right, he had a position; that kid wasn't payin' anybody." Curto disagrees, hiking a thumb in Jimmy's direction and saying that Sammy invoked Jimmy's name, so "it shoulda been enda story," and Jimmy nods in agreement. Tony sighs and sits back in his chair, asking what they want him to do. Larry Boy shrugs that "we made our bed, we sleep in it, we're all men. But how long we gonna continue to kick upstairs without it hurtin'? I mean, something, anything should trickle down over here, no?" Jimmy asks Tony to talk to Junior: "After all, he's your uncle. C'mon." Larry Boy concurs. Curto stares at Tony. Tony looks annoyed.

Tony, carrying yet another probably-ill-fated bakery box, knocks on Livia's door. "Who is it." "It's me, Ma." "Who?" Oy vey. "Anthony. Open the door." After a long moment, during which Tony shifts from foot to foot, Livia finally comes to the door: "I thought you were the activities lady; she's a real pain in the ass." She introduces Tony to a woman passing in the hall; the woman calls Tony "handsome," which prompts Livia to roll her eyes and lead him into her apartment. "How's it going?" he asks. "Ohhhhh, what can I say?" she says flatly. Tony calls her new set-up "great," saying jovially that the only thing missing "is that broken reading lamp you had by the phone at home." He tells her that he's got that lamp downstairs and he can bring it up if she wants, but she shushes him to complain about her neighbor running water all day: "I'm living next door to Gunga Din!" Oh, all right. Heh. Tony tries to ignore this and hands her the box of biscott', and she tells him to leave them on the table, she'll take them downstairs later. They sit; Tony asks, too casually, if Junior's come by. Livia shrugs and says he does once in a while, but the place makes Junior uncomfortable. "He's got a lot on his mind," Tony says, and goes on about more responsibilities meaning more headaches; Livia snorts, "Better men than him had to work hard." Tony says pointedly that "he'll be all right…long as he remembers who his friends are." Livia looks at Tony a little harder. Tony says that he'd hate to see Junior "mess this up" after waiting so long for "the big chair," and he goes on to say that he hates to see Junior "makin' wrong moves," especially so early on.