«Hey Gyp, got a minute?»
«For you, Frankie, always.»
«Tommy's in a little trouble.»
«How little?»
«A hundred and fifty grand.»
«So why isn’t he standing there talking to me?»
«Cause he can’t sing 'My Mother’s Eyes' like I can.»
«You take care of family, Frankie. I like that.»