1. WD-40, Mother.Copy !req
2. Costs like, a nickel.Copy !req
3. Or maybe you could swallow your pride
and just apologize to your super.Copy !req
4. Oh, and to me, for ruining my Friday
night, which is now being spent here.Copy !req
5. So what, why the frantic phone call?Copy !req
6. Hello?Copy !req
7. Malory? Why did you call us?Copy !req
8. Because if it was — oh.Copy !req
9. I'm gonna go out on a limb and assume
it had something to do with that.Copy !req
10. It's not what it looks like.Copy !req
11. Oh, well that's a relief.Copy !req
12. Because it looks like you're
sitting here with a gun.Copy !req
13. And over there, strapped to
a chair and shot to death,Copy !req
14. is a guy in a full-body latex catsuit!Copy !req
15. Or am I misreading the situation?Copy !req
16. Well...
technically it's a zentai.Copy !req
17. Wh-...?Copy !req
18. A zentai covers
the face and head.Copy !req
19. - I think a catsuit just stops here...
- Give me that.Copy !req
20. I didn't shoot him.Copy !req
21. So, you're saying the fact that
your gun has recently been fired, is —Copy !req
22. — is unrelated to
the dead guy over there,Copy !req
23. who's chock full of bullets!Copy !req
24. - Well, obviously they're related...
- Yeah, do that,Copy !req
25. take that tone.Copy !req
26. But I swear,
I didn't shoot him!Copy !req
27. Okay.Copy !req
28. So I guess he walked in here already
shot, obviously panicking,Copy !req
29. so you had to restrain him
with these leather cuffs,Copy !req
30. and then to keep pressure on
the wounds you greased him upCopy !req
31. - and squeezed him into this...
- Zentai!Copy !req
32. And of course not, you ass!Copy !req
33. Someone broke in here and shot him!Copy !req
34. Okay, Malory?Copy !req
35. Well, unless it was the
creepy-old people-bondage-sex police,Copy !req
36. why would anyone break
in here and shoot him?Copy !req
37. No answer?Copy !req
38. Okay, let's ask him!Copy !req
39. Ho-lee shit.Copy !req
40. Because he's Savio Mascalzone.Copy !req
41. - Um...
- Oh for — the prime minister of Italy?Copy !req
42. Wh-?Copy !req
43. No, they don't "use a king!"Copy !req
44. What year do you think this is?Copy !req
45. I — yeah,
exactly, good question.Copy !req
46. - And uh, speaking of questions...
- No no no, don't —Copy !req
47. what're you — don't go back there, Sterling, I—
I have a question!Copy !req
48. Mother!Copy !req
49. Why does this chair have no seat!Copy !req
50. And what!Copy !req
51. Is in his ass?Copy !req
52. Mother!Copy !req
53. What is in this man's ass?Copy !req
54. Oh please, don't act like you've
never seen a... "marital aid" before.Copy !req
55. Not in a dead
prime minister's ass!Copy !req
56. And you don't have
to keep repeating it!Copy !req
57. We've established where it is!Copy !req
58. Yeah so, you
wanna move on to why?Copy !req
59. Wait, not why that!Copy !req
60. Why he's here!Copy !req
61. Savio and I met after the war,
when I was in Italy with Gladio.Copy !req
62. Who's that, his brother?Copy !req
63. No, it —
Ewwwww!Copy !req
64. Are you finished?Copy !req
65. Hang on, ew, now I'm done.Copy !req
66. Operation Gladio.Copy !req
67. It was a NATO stay-behind mission, set
up to counter a possible Soviet invasionCopy !req
68. of Western Europe.Copy !req
69. But then it sort of turned into
this whole weird cryptofascist CIACopy !req
70. shitshow, starring Allen Dulles
and a bunch of former Nazis.Copy !req
71. Thanks, Holly Hindsight.Copy !req
72. Anyway, Savio was in Italian intelligence—
Rimshot.Copy !req
73. — shut up, and we were
working all these late nights,Copy !req
74. there was a mutual attraction,
one thing led to another...Copy !req
75. - Please skip ahead...
- And then he got marriedCopy !req
76. and went into politics.Copy !req
77. But ever since then, once a
year he'd slip away andCopy !req
78. we'd spend a romantic weekend together.Copy !req
79. Well, you nailed it!Copy !req
80. I mean, if this doesn't
just scream romance...!Copy !req
81. - Archer...
- What, Lana?Copy !req
82. What's more romantic than a
dildo-party-slash-murder?Copy !req
83. A murder I'm trying to get a handle
on, so could you shut up a second?Copy !req
84. And he wasn't always into that!Copy !req
85. You mean vice versa?Copy !req
86. Shut up!Copy !req
87. As he grew older, Savio's tastes
became more and more... exotic.Copy !req
88. And so he started introducing all these...
accoutrements very gradually.Copy !req
89. Well, he'd have to.Copy !req
90. Thing's huge.Copy !req
91. Ow! Ow!Copy !req
92. Okay, okay, I — okay!
God, your hands are like cricket bats.Copy !req
93. Shut up.Copy !req
94. So Malory, what happened, can
you walk us through the crime?Copy !req
95. Just the crime of murder, not
the crime of sodomy-by-rubber-eggplant.Copy !req
96. Savio was in town
to give a speech at the UN.Copy !req
97. We'd made plans to meet here, so
he gave his handlers the slipCopy !req
98. and arrived here at about... seven.Copy !req
99. We caught up over a
glass or two of champagne.Copy !req
100. Then I freshened up while Savio
got changed and... situated.Copy !req
101. - So he put the, uh, in his own...
- Yes, hush.Copy !req
102. I came out of the bedroom...
Savio, sei pronto?Copy !req
103. Si, cara mia, sono molto pronto!Copy !req
104. I crossed over to the chair,
and tightened his last restraint...Copy !req
105. Oho!Copy !req
106. Mi fai impazzire di libidine!Copy !req
107. Then I went to refill my champagne—
Savio loved to be kept waiting —Copy !req
108. and then bang!Copy !req
109. In burst three men!Copy !req
110. Aaaaaghh! Oof!Copy !req
111. Che cazza?Copy !req
112. Cara mia, che —
Savio!Copy !req
113. Andiamo! Subito!Copy !req
114. Wait, whoa, whoa, back up—
Why did you have a gun?Copy !req
115. Hm? Oh, well, Savio liked
it to seem a little... dangerous.Copy !req
116. You know?Copy !req
117. No, Mother, I don't!Copy !req
118. Jesus, what else was
on tonight's menu?Copy !req
119. Sex under a hive of Africanized bees?Copy !req
120. Archer!Copy !req
121. - So, you fired three times...
- And missed!Copy !req
122. Can you believe it?Copy !req
123. No.Copy !req
124. Oh, sorry, was that rhetorical?Copy !req
125. Lawyer up, call the cops.Copy !req
126. What?Copy !req
127. Oh, and hit the throttle on the
bourbon, because I'm gonna have to...Copy !req
128. I'm gonna have to bust you
in the face a couple times.Copy !req
129. What are you talking about?Copy !req
130. Self-defense!Copy !req
131. It's your only shot!Copy !req
132. We gotta uncuff him and...
de-dildo him, obviously.Copy !req
133. Smash the furniture like he was
chasing you around all rapey,Copy !req
134. fortunately he's Italian so that
shouldn't be too hard a sell, then —Copy !req
135. I! Didn't! Shoot him!Copy !req
136. On purpose, exactly,
the gun just went off.Copy !req
137. But you probably wanna play
that a lot softer with a jury.Copy !req
138. A jury?Copy !req
139. When you don't believe me?Copy !req
140. Mother, come on, I
mean I want to believe you...Copy !req
141. But those bullet holes don't
prove anyone else was ever here.Copy !req
142. - Well, maybe those don't...
- Puttana!Copy !req
143. Ungh!Copy !req
144. What?Copy !req
145. You got — Malory, you got shot!Copy !req
146. Yes, I know dear, I was there.Copy !req
147. Well, lemme see,
take off your coat!Copy !req
148. No! I'm fine, it's
just a through-and-through.Copy !req
149. Mother! Malory!Copy !req
150. What, I put Bactine on it!Copy !req
151. Mother!Copy !req
152. Sterling!Copy !req
153. The Italian prime minister was
just assassinated in my apartment!Copy !req
154. And so I think an apology is in order!Copy !req
155. Thanks, I know
that's hard for you.Copy !req
156. Wh-?Copy !req
157. You two owe me an apology!Copy !req
158. For what?Copy !req
159. Not believing me!Copy !req
160. How about for you
dragging us into your S&M—Copy !req
161. dildo-sex-murder freak show?Copy !req
162. I — look —
You look!Copy !req
163. I bet I'll never be able to have sex
again without thinking about this!Copy !req
164. I bet I won't even be able to
eat spaghetti and meatballs!Copy !req
165. Oh my God.Copy !req
166. What? What?Copy !req
167. I could eat.Copy !req
168. I mean, not necessarily spaghetti
and meatballs, but...Copy !req
169. Not necessarily not
spaghetti and meatballs.Copy !req
170. I mean I really like
spaghetti and meatballs.Copy !req
171. Man if I don't get some spaghetti
and meatballs, I may literally die.Copy !req
172. - Oh, and thanks so much...
- You're welcome.Copy !req
173. But you should wait'll you try it,
I'm just kinda winging it here.Copy !req
174. I meant for
dragging me into this.Copy !req
175. Still welcome.Copy !req
176. So.Copy !req
177. We've got dead Italian prime minister
in the living room, which —Copy !req
178. Sucks, I bet he
knew how to make sauce.Copy !req
179. Which will be hard to explain.Copy !req
180. Especially given the circumstances
leading up to his death, which were —Copy !req
181. Dildoey.Copy !req
182. Unseemly!Copy !req
183. - Potato podildo...
- So "plausible deniability"Copy !req
184. isn't a super-realistic goal here.Copy !req
185. So we need to sneak
the body out somehow.Copy !req
186. Sure, we'll just walk a
dead body right out the front door!Copy !req
187. Idiot!Copy !req
188. What, then?Copy !req
189. Burn the apartment down?Copy !req
190. We're not burning
down my apartment!Copy !req
191. You sure?Copy !req
192. Shut up, I hit
broil instead of bake.Copy !req
193. Well, blood loss
can make you stupid.Copy !req
194. Can I please look at your wound?Copy !req
195. No!Copy !req
196. Nor can you burn down my apartment,
so think of something else.Copy !req
197. I shall fetch a rug!Copy !req
198. Something else!Copy !req
199. You're not rolling him
up in one of my rugs!Copy !req
200. Why not?Copy !req
201. Because then what?Copy !req
202. We...
get some coveralls, and a van.Copy !req
203. Like a carpet cleaning van, and just
walk him right out the front door.Copy !req
204. You just called
me an idiot for that!Copy !req
205. Your version
didn't have coveralls.Copy !req
206. Could we go out
through the basement?Copy !req
207. No.Copy !req
208. We'd have to go past the super's
apartment, and his door is always open.Copy !req
209. I assume to let the stink of cabbage
waft through the halls, but —Copy !req
210. So? You think he'd be a problem?Copy !req
211. God, yes.Copy !req
212. - We're not on the best of terms...
- It's just, at Christmas,Copy !req
213. the tenants usually gimme a small
consideration, for the work I do all yeerCopy !req
214. keepin up the bildin.Copy !req
215. We surely count on it, ma'am.Copy !req
216. Specially this yeer, as we had
more'n the usual medical bills.Copy !req
217. Your point being?Copy !req
218. Just that, fer the tird year runnin...
Ya gimme a potato.Copy !req
219. Oh dear, so once again
you're faced with the classicCopy !req
220. "Irishman's Dilemma."Copy !req
221. Do I eat the potato now, or let it
ferment, so I can drink it later?Copy !req
222. Will I get
the operation now, Da?Copy !req
223. No son... yer gonnaa die.Copy !req
224. What is your
problem with the Irish?Copy !req
225. You mean besides not being
on our side in World War Two?Copy !req
226. Yeah, besides that.Copy !req
227. Wait, seriously?Copy !req
228. They were Nazis?Copy !req
229. No.Copy !req
230. - Not Japanese...
- Neutral!Copy !req
231. And now, since I don't wanna be
an accessory after the fact,Copy !req
232. how's about we figure out a way to get
that body out of the damn apartment?Copy !req
233. Where'd we land
on the coveralls thing?Copy !req
234. Archer?Copy !req
235. Because I don't even
know where we'd get coverallsCopy !req
236. this time of night, so —
Soooo... if we can't get the body out ofCopy !req
237. - here in one piece...
- Nooope!Copy !req
238. What?Copy !req
239. Lana, it's the only way.Copy !req
240. What is?Copy !req
241. No! Malory, I've done some messed
up shit working for you, but I am not,Copy !req
242. repeat not, chopping up a dead body!Copy !req
243. Oh. Ewww! Mother!Copy !req
244. What! My God, do you want
me to get the electric chair?Copy !req
245. For a murder you both
know I didn't commit?Copy !req
246. Malory, I just can't.Copy !req
247. Me neither.Copy !req
248. Can't?Copy !req
249. Or won't.Copy !req
250. I —
Whatever, call it her can't, me won't.Copy !req
251. No, hey, Mother, c'mon.Copy !req
252. Stop that!Copy !req
253. Here, here, look!Copy !req
254. I'm gonna get help!Copy !req
255. From, from who-hoo-hoooo?Copy !req
256. I need access to a two-inch
drain, hot water, three GFCI outlets,Copy !req
257. this bathroom should do nicely, and a pot
of coffee, just like I like my women:Copy !req
258. black, bitter, preferably fair trade.Copy !req
259. Oh, and your sauce needs less salt.Copy !req
260. - How can you —
- Put two halves of a potato in with the sauce,Copy !req
261. it'll absorb the salt.Copy !req
262. Oh, and I assume that's our patient?Copy !req
263. Not ours, Krieger.Copy !req
264. Yours.Copy !req
265. Thank you.Copy !req
266. Ugh, too salty.Copy !req
267. Yeah, you got a potato?Copy !req
268. What is this, Christmas?Copy !req
269. And is Krieger... hard at work?Copy !req
270. He literally might be, yeah.Copy !req
271. Ew.Copy !req
272. Well, say what you will about him—
I did.Copy !req
273. he's discreet.Copy !req
274. So no one else will ever know about this whole—
Aaaaaaaaaghhhh!Copy !req
275. What in the—
Hell is that?Copy !req
276. Hopefully my
greatest work yet.Copy !req
277. No no no no no!Copy !req
278. Whatever this is, I am not
getting mixed up in it!Copy !req
279. Too late.Copy !req
280. Hey whoa, whoa,
everybody calm down!Copy !req
281. It's not what it looks like!Copy !req
282. Well, then,
what is it, exactly?Copy !req
283. 'Cause it sure as shit ain't
a surprise party, Krieger!Copy !req
284. Ya big fat liar!Copy !req
285. Someone's trying to frame
Malory for murdering the primeCopy !req
286. minister of Italy.Copy !req
287. I bet
it's that wicked king!Copy !req
288. So?Copy !req
289. Why'd Krieger drag us into it?Copy !req
290. Yes, Krieger!Copy !req
291. Why?Copy !req
292. I needed help...
disseminating him.Copy !req
293. Ewww!Copy !req
294. Not what it means.Copy !req
295. But it's still
pretty gross though.Copy !req
296. And brilliant!Copy !req
297. When I'm done, each one of us
will walk out the front doorCopy !req
298. - carrying a small parcel...
- How small?Copy !req
299. Eh.Copy !req
300. Then on our way home, we
simply drop the parcels intoCopy !req
301. seven different trash cans
in three different boroughs.Copy !req
302. That's... actually pretty smart.Copy !req
303. And hopefully,
when you look at all theCopy !req
304. different drop points on a map,
it'll look like a big smiley face.Copy !req
305. That's actually pretty gross.Copy !req
306. Kind of clever.Copy !req
307. Every time!Copy !req
308. Every single time we come over here,
we have to help you get rid ofCopy !req
309. a dead body!Copy !req
310. Well, you've
only been here twice.Copy !req
311. Speaking of, why the hell
was the prime minister of Italy here?Copy !req
312. Don't ask.Copy !req
313. And follow up, did those
dastardly dagoes killCopy !req
314. him and then dress him up like
a big giant penis, or —Copy !req
315. Oh God, that reminds me.Copy !req
316. Krieger?Copy !req
317. Yeah, I found it!Copy !req
318. Found what?Copy !req
319. Don't ask.Copy !req
320. Can I keep it?Copy !req
321. Keep what?Copy !req
322. Don't ask!Copy !req
323. Just get it
out of here, please!Copy !req
324. - Yeah, take that tone...
- I'd like to know thisCopy !req
325. could possibly get any worse.Copy !req
326. Well, for one thing, there's
not enough sauce for everybody.Copy !req
327. NYPD!Copy !req
328. Open up, please?Copy !req
329. Jeez it! It's the cops!
Oh. Busted.Copy !req
330. And-or the
police could show up.Copy !req
331. Oh for the —
now what do we do?Copy !req
332. Cover your arm up,
answer the door, and stall them.Copy !req
333. And then. Somebody get me a Number 10
can of tomatoes.Copy !req
334. What?Copy !req
335. Sorry. Not enough sauce.Copy !req
336. NYPD!Copy !req
337. C'mon lady, open the door!Copy !req
338. Comiiing!Copy !req
339. Sorry, I was in the— kitchen,
I'm making spaghetti and —meatballs.Copy !req
340. Hi, I'm —
Italian, huh?Copy !req
341. That's a coincidence.Copy !req
342. Oh, are you
Italian, Officer...?Copy !req
343. No, and it's Detective.
Murphy.Copy !req
344. Irish.Copy !req
345. That's right.Copy !req
346. But we got an anonymous tip that
Savio Mascalzone was up here.Copy !req
347. Oooh, who's that, some mobster?Copy !req
348. Prime minister.
Of Italy.Copy !req
349. Doesn't Italy use a king?Copy !req
350. I wouldn't know.Copy !req
351. Somebody dead?Copy !req
352. What? Oh!Copy !req
353. My bird.Copy !req
354. Little Tweetsie.Copy !req
355. Uh-huh.Copy !req
356. Well, that's another coincidence,
'cause this anonymous tip saidCopy !req
357. Mascalzone was dead up here.Copy !req
358. What?Copy !req
359. Oh, for heaven's sake!Copy !req
360. Yeah, right
here in the living room.Copy !req
361. Well, as you can see, there
hasn't been a murder in here, my gosh!Copy !req
362. Although I guess someone
must've spilled a drink.Copy !req
363. I have a few dear friends
over for a dinner party.Copy !req
364. Uh-huh.Copy !req
365. Mind if I talk to them?Copy !req
366. Heavens, no, of course not, but—
What's in here?Copy !req
367. Bathroom?Copy !req
368. Uh-huh.Copy !req
369. My guests are in here, Detective, but—
What are you doing—Copy !req
370. from the left, dear,
one serves from the left!Copy !req
371. What's gotten
into you, Calpurnia?Copy !req
372. My mistake, ma'am.Copy !req
373. Well, I should
say it is, Calpurnia!Copy !req
374. Muthah, your maid is — oh, hello!Copy !req
375. Evening.Copy !req
376. - Sorry to disturb your, uh...
- Elegant dinnah pahty,Copy !req
377. for the most elegant
people in all of New Yawk.Copy !req
378. Uh-huh.Copy !req
379. But we got a tip there'd
been a murder up here.Copy !req
380. Good heavens, a murder?Copy !req
381. Well, apart from this sullen wench
murdering good etiquette, owww!Copy !req
382. I find the very suggestion laughable.Copy !req
383. So, you don't
mind if I look around?Copy !req
384. Uh, no!Copy !req
385. Of course not!Copy !req
386. Calpurnia?Copy !req
387. May I speak with you in the kitchen?Copy !req
388. Certainly.Copy !req
389. And I'll let you get back to your—
ElegantCopy !req
390. dinnah pahty!Copy !req
391. I hate you all so much.Copy !req
392. No one cares, Figgis, you were
only invited to round out the numbahs.Copy !req
393. What, how is this my fault?Copy !req
394. Gee, where to start...
oh! The murder?Copy !req
395. Oh, I thought you meant
that silly French maid costume.Copy !req
396. Which makes you look ridiculous.Copy !req
397. And why do you even - never
mind, I don't even wanna know.Copy !req
398. Good, it's
none of your beeswax.Copy !req
399. Here.Copy !req
400. I hope you won't need it, but—
Why would I need...?Copy !req
401. - Oh, huh-uh, noop.
- Lana!Copy !req
402. Malory! I am not!Copy !req
403. Killing a—
A perfectly nice dinnah, Calpurnia!Copy !req
404. By God, if you were my servant, I'd
have you over my knee in a trice!Copy !req
405. And Muthah, the constable
wishes a word.Copy !req
406. He does?Copy !req
407. I mean yes?Copy !req
408. Yeah, sorry
for the intrusion.Copy !req
409. That tip musta been a hoax.Copy !req
410. I checked out the whole
apartment, it's clean.Copy !req
411. - No thanks to this one...
- Mmmm...?Copy !req
412. Sullen wench.Copy !req
413. I mean indubitably Lieutenant.Copy !req
414. So then I'll,
uh, just be on my way.Copy !req
415. It's just, who would call in with a
fake tip like that, though, ya know?Copy !req
416. I wouldn't be surprised
if it was our super, Mr. Herlihy.Copy !req
417. He drinks.Copy !req
418. Thanks, I'll check on —
oh hey, I never checked this bathroom.Copy !req
419. Ya mind?Copy !req
420. I — no, of course not.Copy !req
421. Be my guest.Copy !req
422. Whew! Oh!
Sorry, didn't know anyone was waiting.Copy !req
423. But I'd recommend the other bathroom,
I mean I did what I could,Copy !req
424. but you can only ask so
much of a vanilla candle.Copy !req
425. Dinner ready?Copy !req
426. - My God...
- Ugh! Yeah, he really did a number on it.Copy !req
427. Might wanna make sure he didn't
leave ya an upper decker.Copy !req
428. Sorry again for the intrusion, ma'am.Copy !req
429. And Herlihy, you said his name was?Copy !req
430. Hm? Oh, yes.Copy !req
431. Yes, that's right.Copy !req
432. Ow! Ow!Copy !req
433. Lana, c'mon, I was — ow!Copy !req
434. I'll show you a sullen wench!Copy !req
435. Right then.Copy !req
436. That snoopy detective is gone,
thanks to Dr. Krieger, so —Copy !req
437. Krieger?Copy !req
438. What about the rest of us?Copy !req
439. The rest of you can get out of
my clothes, and then out of my house.Copy !req
440. But thank you all so much for coming!Copy !req
441. Loved it.Copy !req
442. Never, never again.Copy !req
443. Thanks
for dead guy in a box.Copy !req
444. Not very elegant.Copy !req
445. Oh no, thanks
for having us, amazing.Copy !req
446. And remember, smiley face!
And thank you.Copy !req
447. Krieger, wait.Copy !req
448. The bathroom, the body, how did you...?Copy !req
449. Shhhhh!
Shh shh shh shh shhhhhhh.Copy !req
450. You don't wanna know.Copy !req
451. But you do probably wanna
wash your lips now.Copy !req
452. Ugh.Copy !req
453. Screw you, Archer!Copy !req
454. Sullen wench?Copy !req
455. Lana!Copy !req
456. C'mon, I was just kidding!Copy !req
457. I had to make it look good!Copy !req
458. - You had to make it look good...
- Well, and also annoy you.Copy !req
459. Walther PP, chambered
for thirty-two ACP.Copy !req
460. What's the magazine capacity?Copy !req
461. Uh..gh. Eight.Copy !req
462. Eight rounds.Copy !req
463. Plus one in the chamber.Copy !req
464. For a total... of nine.Copy !req
465. Hey thanks, Rainman.Copy !req
466. Your point being?Copy !req
467. Malory's clip was empty.Copy !req
468. But she said she only
fired three shots.Copy !req
469. Oh my God, so you're saying
Mother lured Mascalzone up there...Copy !req
470. Greased him into a six-foot manrubber,
strapped him to a chair...Copy !req
471. Sei pronto?Copy !req
472. Si, cara mia,
sono molto pronto!Copy !req
473. Bene. Anch'io.Copy !req
474. Oho!Copy !req
475. Mi fai pazzo con libido!Copy !req
476. I know dear.Copy !req
477. But you have to wait.Copy !req
478. Calls us... What?Copy !req
479. Mother calm — I'm on my way!Copy !req
480. Don't move.Copy !req
481. I'll probably be back.Copy !req
482. Then she pulls a gun on him?Copy !req
483. Che cosa?Copy !req
484. What is this?Copy !req
485. A crock of shit!Copy !req
486. Because that would mean she
called the cops on herself!Copy !req
487. Knowing they'd never come back
after they searched her apartment.Copy !req
488. Which was full of people, and spotless.Copy !req
489. Oh my God, do
the math, Rainman!Copy !req
490. The wall was shot three times...
Mascalzone was shot five times!Copy !req
491. For a total, wait for it, of eight!Copy !req
492. Yeah.Copy !req
493. Plus the one in her arm.Copy !req
494. Wh-?Copy !req
495. So what, Mother shot herself?Copy !req
496. Oh my God!Copy !req
497. Ungh!Copy !req
498. Mio dio! Perche?Copy !req
499. Why?Copy !req
500. I'll tell you exactly why.Copy !req
501. Before I kill you.Copy !req
502. Operation Gladio.Copy !req
503. Gladio?Copy !req
504. Which would mean Mother's been
banging him once a year for likeCopy !req
505. thirty-five years, and the whole
time she's been holding a grudge,Copy !req
506. just waiting to... Holy shit.Copy !req
507. She killed him.Copy !req
508. And got us to
dispose of the body.Copy !req
509. Ugh. But why?Copy !req
510. After all this time?Copy !req
511. Well, to be honest, until
recently the sex has beenCopy !req
512. pretty phenomenal —
Grazie.Copy !req
513. And I figured,
eh, what's the hurry?Copy !req
514. But then you started getting... weird.Copy !req
515. But why
you make la vendetta?Copy !req
516. Because one night, all
those years ago in Rome,Copy !req
517. you and your fascist thugs gunned
down a young man in the street.Copy !req
518. A beautiful man.Copy !req
519. - Blue eyes, full lips, black thick wavy hair...
- Perche?Copy !req
520. What was his crime?Copy !req
521. Well, I wouldn't call speaking
out against the rebirtof fascismCopy !req
522. a crime.Copy !req
523. More of a mistake.Copy !req
524. By a beautiful, idealistic young man.Copy !req
525. Who may have beenee my son's father.Copy !req
526. May have been?Copy !req
527. You don't know?Copy !req
528. Madon'!Copy !req
529. Che tipo di puttana sei?Copy !req
530. Che tipo davvero.Copy !req
531. Cazzo fascista.Copy !req
532. Who knows, it's Malory.Copy !req
533. You really wanna know
why she killed a guy?Copy !req
534. I... do not, no.Copy !req
535. Although... I am curious why she
wouldn't take off that trenchcoat.Copy !req
536. Mm!Copy !req
537. Honey, you still got it.Copy !req
538. Bow chicka bow bow!Copy !req
539. Uh huh huh!Copy !req
540. So much of this I never
wanna know the answer to.Copy !req
541. Okay, how 'bout a slice?Copy !req
542. God, what's with me and Italian lately?Copy !req