After the game, Meadow comes out with her gym bag to find Tony waiting for her. She asks, "Mom didn't come?" "She didn't think you wanted her to," Tony says, and they say goodbye to the Dantes; Tony compliments the team on the game they just played, but Meadow isn't listening, and she whines about how unfair it is "what Mom is doing" and accuses Carmela of getting overly melodramatic about it. Tony, to his credit, doesn't listen to Meadow; he's distracted by the church on the campus of Meadow's school, and he wanders inside.

Inside the church, Meadow continues bellyaching: "I mean, my Aspen trip -- what is she thinking?" That she wants you to shut up, maybe? Because that's what's going through my mind. Tony keeps tuning her out. They sit down in a pew, Meadow sighing huffily. Tony confides that "it's been years since I've been here," but Meadow is waist-deep in Lake Herself: "Dad, please talk to her, please -- this is so stupid! Why are we sitting here?" Tony sighs and tells her Carmela thinks she could be a top student, and he agrees; Meadow whinges, "What do you guys want, perfection?" When Tony, gazing at the stained-glass windows, doesn't answer, Pouty Poutinelli demands, "What are you looking at?" Tony tells her in a hushed voice that her great-grandfather Frank and Frank's brother built the church. "Big whoop," Meadow says. Yeah, I'll big-whoop you over the head with that gym bag, Meadow -- shut UP! Christ! Tony, undeterred, repeats that they came over from Italy and "built this place." "Yeah, right -- two guys," Meadow says, softening a little, and Tony says no, they had a crew of laborers, and "they didn't design it, but they knew how to build it." Hey, I think I get it. A shot of an altar tableau as Tony says that now you can't even find a guy to re-grout the bathroom the right way. Meadow looks around, taking it in -- silently, thank god.

Silvio, walking in a suspicious bow-legged way down the street past Vesuvio. Moments later, a neighboring store blows up and car alarms start going off.

Cut to Melfi's office and Tony saying he feels good; he doesn't know that he'll need to come back. Melfi asks if it's true that he's thinking more clearly and that his wife says he seems better; he nods happily. She bursts his bubble by saying that it's not because of the medication -- Prozac takes longer than that to build up in the blood and wouldn't have started to work yet. "What is it, then?" "Coming here, talking," she says. "Hope comes in many forms." "Who's got time for that?" he asks. She smiles a you've-fallen-into-my-trap smile and asks, "What is it you want to say to me?" Tony says he had a dream the night before, in which his bellybutton was a Phillips-head screw, and he unscrewed it and his penis fell off, so he picked up his penis and started running around looking for the guy who used to work on his Lincoln so the guy could put it back on, but a bird swooped down and grabbed the penis and flew off with it. Melfi wants to know what kind of bird. "I dunno -- seagull or something." "A water bird?" She's trying to get back to the ducks; he's not happy about that suggestion. He looks like he might cry. She asks what about the ducks meant so much to him. He says that "it was just a trip" having wild creatures come to his pool to have their babies; he's even closer to tears now, although he's smiling. She nods slightly; Tony says tearily that he "was sad to see 'em go." A pause. "Aw, Jesus, fuck, now he's gonna cry." Tony starts bawling and cursing himself for doing so. Melfi passes him a box of Kleenex and points out that the ducks "became a family." Tony says she's right, that's the link: he's afraid he's going to lose his family, like he lost the ducks, and that fear is always with him. "What are you so afraid's going to happen?" "I dunno." I don't think they mean the same "family," do you?