Eli and Owen come in and speak in code, telling Nucky that they’ve all confirmed except Torrio. They trytalking Nucky out of his plan, but don’t say what it is explicitly because, you know, Margaret. Nucky doesn’t agree but they try to tell him it could go either way about “the man in Little Italy and…the other one.” Those Dale Carnegie courses really paid off didn’t they, Eli? Regardless of their awkwardness, Eli and Owen are presenting Nucky with a unified front against taking immediate action since they don’t think it will go their way due to Nucky’s condition and Margaret’s actively trying to pretend she’s not hanging on every word.
Nucky ignores their euphemizing and lays out his entire plan, naming names, and saying that when it’s all done, Masseria will be a dead man, Gyp won’t have an army protecting him and Nucky will, and I quote, “wear that fucking Dago’s nuts like a necktie.” That was some good bigotry there. Margaret is shocked, SHOCKED, I say to learn that the man she knows had Hans killed and suspects killed Jimmy would want to kill two men who crossed him. Or maybe she’s finally realizing that cake is an unreliable predictor.
I’m never believing the barnbrack again.
Regardless, Owen’s avoiding eye contact and acting all gulpy while Eli silently stares down Nucky like a hawk. Confused, Nucky thinks he might have slurred his words but if only. Eli tells him his instructions are clear as a bell. Content that his plans to start a war with Masseria are set, Nucky sits back on the bed and with the finest manners kindly asks Margaret for a glass of ice water. It looks like she’s finally getting a really good idea of just who it is that she married.
While a bunch of extras unload cases of liquor from some boats just off shore, Rosetti’s explains their “import” business to Masseria and how they get the booze from the boats to the beach to Little Italy, all in just six short hours. He’s trying to impress the big boss and wonders what Masseria thinks. Masseria thinks Gyp causes him too many problems. Masseria brings up the failed attempt to get Nucky and Rothstein and Gyp explains that he had to work fast. Then he calls Masseria “boss” and Masseria mocks him that Gyp said he’d be “king.”
Masseria tells Gyp that his problems are his problems and he needs to see them through. Gyp gets all Italian and swears on his mother’s soul but Masseria finds a stone and starts speaking metaphorically about how being a gangster is akin to being that stone in that it takes time and patience to smooth out its edges. Nice, but after all those years it’s still just a rock. NEVERMIND! Masseria points to the extras and tells Gyp that those men are loyal and that’s all they’re good for. But Gyp can learn, and grow and maybe one day, he’ll make a good general. Yes, and maybe one day pigs will fly. Then, to punctuate the foolishness of that statement, one of the men in the water yells out “Ya bunch of pansies.” Heh.
Don’t dream it. Be it!
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