At home, Tony eats ice cream in his home theater room and watches Born Yesterday. In the movie, a guy in a bathrobe yells at a lot of people.
Tony visits Melfi and complains about the image of him that Christopher chose to present to the world. He reminisces about holding a baby Christopher in his arms. Melfi points out that Tony talks about Christopher like a son. Tony reminisces about putting Christopher in the basket of his bike while making deliveries for Satriale's. Tony is sad that all he is to Christopher is "some asshole bully." Tony actually tears up as he says that Christopher's dad was a mentor to Tony, and also a friend and a role model. Tony wanted to pass that down, and after all he did for Christopher, Christopher hates him. I think Tony is forgetting some of the bad stuff he did to Christopher. Not that Christopher didn't deserve some of it, and not that he hasn't been an ungrateful prick at times. But I think Christopher feels like he sacrificed the love of his life for Tony and the Family, and he deserves some payback for that. Tony tosses Melfi a copy of the movie and asks her to watch it and see what she thinks. She refuses, since it's Tony's interpretation that matters. Tony thinks it's obvious that Christopher despises him and wants to see him dead. Melfi asks whether it's possible that Tony is reading into this. Tony sighs and says, "I've been coming here for years. I know too much about the subconscious now."
Ginny bleaches Johnny's sneakers for him as he lies in bed, unable to speak. This is a nice shout-out both to the fact that Johnny was so particular about his appearance and to what Feldman said about giving John control over the dying process. John struggles to say something, and he manages to say, "My mother." Ginny asks if he's hallucinating. Allegra (who I think is a nurse) says that sometimes, dying patients see people who have passed. Ginny tries to get John to look at her, and she even frantically offers him a cigarette from her purse to try to get him to revive. And then Johnny breathes his last. RIP, Mr. Sacramoni.