SONNY (after letting him in): What?Rumors are flying on Grant Street.
CLEMENZA (entering): There's more news about your old man. The word is out on the street that he's already dead
SONNY: Watch your mouth -- what's the matter with you?
CLEMENZA (after being pushed up against the wall): Jesus Christ; take it easy -- take it easy.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Posted by O at 11:33 PM