Das Sopranohaus. Carmela putters around the kitchen, then suddenly gasps in shock when she catches sight of Tony's reflection in the window over the sink. He saunters over to the fridge, presumably hoping that everything will have blown over, but Carmela quickly intercepts him and slams the refrigerator door. For the umpteenth time, she demands that he leave the house, but this time Tony tries to apologize for everything that's happened. He even calls himself an "asshole" before trying again to raid the fridge. Carmela slams the door a second time and informs her husband that she's called a lawyer, and will get a restraining order if necessary. They argue some more, and Tony ends up grabbing her and shoving her against the counter. "Let go of me!" she demands. "Your son will be home. Do you want him to see his father like this?" "You'd love that, wouldn't you?" responds Tony, before adding that he has no intention of leaving his home. "I don't love you anymore!" shrieks Carmela. "I don't want you! You're not sleeping in my bed, Tony. The thought of it now makes me sick." He releases his grip on her arms, and with a huff turns to finally open the fridge and pull out his dinner. "Jesus Christ almighty, I'm going fucking crazy!" sobs Carmela as she bolts upstairs and slams the door. Tony just looks furious as he opens a package of lunch meat. I guess he should just be happy he didn't faint this time.
Later, AJ helps his dad remove the theater chairs Tony had installed in his media room. Despite the fact that there's, like, an acre of empty patio next to the door, they carry the chairs all the way off the tile and onto the grass so that the writers can set up a reference for later in the episode. Once that's accomplished, Tony leads AJ back inside, and gives him a little grief for getting home so late on a school night. "From now on I'm gonna take a bigger hand in this shit," says Tony. "I'm gonna be right out here. And I want you to be extra respectful to your mother. She's going through a hard time right now." You know, because the best time to take a more active role in your child's life is after you've been exiled to live in the gazebo. After sending his son off to bed, Tony slumps down on the floor and starts to inflate an air mattress.
After tossing and turning for a few hours (which produces a humorous fart noise from the plastic mattress), Tony grabs his cell phone and calls Christopher. Chris is at home, working out in the living room while Adriana sips some wine and watches TV. There's apparently a whole fun story about how the show she's watching is very clever "fuck you" from David Chase to someone or other, but I'm way to tired to go traipsing through the forums to find it right now. So you can go look yourself. After snarking at his fiancée for drinking in front of him, Chris answers the phone to hear Tony call off the Carmine hit. "Our friend is very anxious to pass the ball, the prick," explains Tony, hinting that he thinks a Johnny Sack set-up might be in the works. He reminds Christopher once again to "make sure" the black guys don't talk, and we see Adriana looking pensive as she dumps her wine out in the sink.