Showing that Eli’s not the only drama queen in the family, Nucky keeps on down the pity path wondering where all their planning and scheming has gotten them. Eli thinks they should worry about that after Rosetti’s dead then they’ll get the town running again. Just leave it to Eli. Nucky, being Nucky, can’t not make his little brother feel like crap and tells Eli to forget about it. He’ll never be sheriff again. Eli can’t help being Eli and gets all butthurt.
Nucky’s humbled enough to realize he was a dick, again, and explains that they’re both done in Atlantic City, no matter how it plays out because Nucky’s blown his own reputation to hell and no one, not in AC, New York, Philadelphia will have anything to do with him. Eli thinks that’s bullshit because he better than anyone knows there is no honor among thieves, and all Nucky needs to do to get back on top is offer them what they want. Nucky, the planner, wonders how he’ll do that. Eli, the meathead, has shot his intellectual load and tells Nucky he has no idea. Nuck’s the one with all the angles. Heh. Eli gets back to work on the car and the wheels start to spin in Nucky’s brain. YES! (And I missed Nucky’s face the first time even though, always look at Nucky’s face. It tells you everything you need to know.)
Rothstein takes a call, on his gold phone (heh), from everyone’s favorite roach. Hmmm. Mickey asks if he’s disturbing Arnold. Of course he is, but this does not deter Mickey. He tells Arnold his tale of woe about being all at sea and Rothstein actually dismisses his “manservant” to continue the call. Is he high? Does he not remember the last time he dealt directly with Mickey? I believe it ended with 11 dead men and no booze for Arnold. Once alone, Arnold wants to know what’s the what and Mickey Mickeys that he’s going to say three words: Overholt. Distillery. Pennsylvania.
Arnold has no time for others who speak in circles so he wants Mickey to get to the point. Mickey’s point is he’s in the Overholt Distillery because “a certain person” they both know made an arrangement with another person to run it. As Arnold starts looking like a Tex Avery wolf Mickey continues that the first person’s in a bind and can’t run it. Mickey thinks that first person will give up anything just to keep from going under again. Rothstein needs to take a seat, he’s so lightheaded from the greed and imagined petty satisfaction of fucking over Nucky, and tells Mickey he’s listening.
In a seedier part of New York City, Luciano’s sitting in a holding cell while Moceri and Caiozza just kind of hover. Charlie wants to know how Moceri got that impressive scar that hoodwinked him (because accepting that he’s kind of a maroon is too much) and he got it from some punk like Charlie down on Mulberry Bend. Except now it’s a park. Caiozza realizes that mooks like Charlie don’t process metaphors so he lays it out plain that punks like him get forgotten. The only constant is the law. We-ell….
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