Now take the hit off of him, Carmine. –Vivian! –Take it off. –No! –If you don't take it off, I'm going to tell Frankie DeLuca about you muscling in on the bingo concession at the Feast of St. Anthony's, and he is gonna put a hit out on you. And you're going to be wearing cement shoes at the bottom of the East River, and then there's gonna be more grief and less peace in our fucking family than there already is.
And at the Festivus dinner you gather your family around and tell them all the ways they have disappointed you over the past year. –And is there a tree? –No, instead there's a pole. Requires no decoration. I find tinsel distracting.