Down at the warehouse, Gyp’s goon gives Mickey his money for the cases and makes a dumb joke. Mickey’s suddenly too good to laugh at them because he’s riding high on his non-existent power from claiming to kill Manny. Gyp arrives and looks for Nucky so Owen can have his contractually obligated scene where he tells Gyp that Nucky’s “indisposed.” Gyp doesn’t understand what that means so Eli comes over to tell him it means Nucky’s not there.
But this was more for Gyp to meet Eli. He tries to get a rise out of Eli, unaware that Eli had the hothead drilled out of him at Rahway, so Eli just tells him he’s all loaded up and will happily christen him with a bottle of champagne, if he wants a big sendoff. Unable to get that rise, Gyp tells Eli to tell Nucky goodbye and Owen remembers he has a message from Nucky:
Heh. And nice manicure, Owen. Unsure how to take this, Gyp chooses to take umbrage, his default setting.
Nelson’s down at the speak and looking about as comfortable as you’d think. But the other guys are getting piss drunk so they don’t really care. Except to rib him for wanting a glass of Sarsaparilla or near beer. A drunk chippie at the next table comes over to mock him but pours her drink on his just laundered from the ink stain shirt and vest. Poor Nelson the only thing that could make that night worse is the raid that happens as he tries to leave. Oops.
Mickey’s coming home to his room at the rooming house with his own chippie and telling her about the Kama Sutra, but she just wants to get drunker. They fumble around drunkenly until the chippie sees Richard sitting in the corner with his gun drawn.
She runs out, screaming, but he’s not there for her so he doesn’t try to stop her. Mickey’s surprisingly not pissing himself but is babbling like a lunatic as Richard tells him to get his hat. Okay, Richard. Whatever. Once Mickey’s almost properly dressed to leave, since he’s still having problems pulling his pants up, Richard pulls Mickey’s gun and shoves him out the door while Mickey the tough literally snivels. Ah, that’s the Mickey we know.
Nelson’s forlorn as the Prohies interview the patrons. An agent finally comes over to interview him. Nelson’s anxious, probably moreso about being recognized than being in the speakeasy, but the agent thinks he recognizes Nelson from their neighborhood in Cicero so he shakes him down for his last few dollars then sends him on his way. As Nelson leaves, though, we linger on the agent watching him. This can’t be good.
Gyp and his goon are driving back to New York while the goon explains the plot to Nosferatu. Gyp’s not listening because he’s busy picking the “bone for tuna” scab. He’s decided that Nucky’s attempt to wish him luck in his native language is somehow Nucky ridiculing him and wishing for him to fail. The goon tries to get a word in edgewise but remembers he works for a loon and they’re in the middle of nowhere so he meekly lets Gyp continue on his rant circling it all back to the “it’s not personal” comment from days earlier, literally spitting out “What is life if it’s not personal?”
“Stay in school,” mama said. Did I listen to her? No. Now look at me.
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