Married to the Mob
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:09:02
- Not bad.
- Thanks, Dad.

:09:03
Thanks, Frankie.
Im trying to teach him something.

:09:07
Hes only a kid.
:09:09
- What are you looking for?
- My revolver. Where is my revolver?

:09:16
- Here, Dad.
- Joey, give me that!

:09:22
- Go to your room, Joey.
- Come on, Lucky!

:09:26
Thank you, Joey.
:09:31
Thats great, Frank. Thats really great.
:09:35
Its not loaded, Angela.
:09:38
- I cant believe it.
- llI keep it locked up from now on.

:09:43
Its not just the gun, Frank. Its everything.
:09:47
Its this whole life.
:09:52
Your life is so bad?
:09:54
You have a beautiful house,
plenty of money, a great kid,

:09:58
a husband who loves you.
What more do you want?

:10:00
I want a normal life. Im sick and tired
of the gambling, the guns,

:10:05
bailing you outa jail, never knowing
when or if youre gonna come home.

:10:09
Look at this place! Everything we wear,
everything we own, fell of a truck!

:10:14
Sh! Take it easy, baby.
I dont think youre making much sense.

:10:20
When I look at this house, I see
a swell house with beautiful furnishings.

:10:24
When I go up in Joeys room,
I see all the things we give him.

:10:27
Things you and I never had
when we was growin up.

:10:31
Frankie, dont you get it?
:10:33
Everything has blood on it.
:10:36
I dont have to sit here
and listen to this garbage!

:10:39
- Neither do I!
- No?

:10:40
- No!
- No? What are you gonna do about it?

:10:43
- I want a divorce!
- Frank laughs)

:10:51
Listen to Dr de Marco
for just a second, darling, all right?

:10:55
You go upstairs, you take a Valium.
:10:57
You lie down, relax.
Youll feel a lot beter. All right, darling?


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