Joey "Ice Cream"
Detective Frankie Stein
Jimmy's and Tommy's hair are different in this episode: Jimmy's hair is longer and Tommy's hair is shorter, though the episode is a Pilot continuation.
In this episode, Tommy and Kevin line shopping bags with aluminum foil to jam radio signals from anti-theft devices. The brothers should have used tin foil, which will block these signals, instead of aluminum foil, which actually amplifies these types of signals.
Nicky: Hey kid! Tell you brother Jimmy, I'm gonna be see him real soon.
Tommy: That'd be great. He'd enjoy the visitor. Uh, didn't you hear? Jimmy was arrested yesterday. He's been in jail.
(Tommy and Kevin have some difficulty in stuffing Louie into a barrel)
Kevin: Yeah, now who's stupid, huh? Couldn't get a bigger barrel?
Tommy: They don't make bigger barrels!
(Tommy and Kevin are driving to Jersey to dump Louie's body)
Kevin: (covering nose) Damn, the stench of 'em. I feel like it's in my skin, drive faster.
Tommy: And get stopped for a ticket? Smart. (pause) Did you lock the door of the back of the bar?
Kevin: While you were berating me or while I was digging a corpse out of the dumpster?
Tommy: Nice sarcasm, isn't it?
Kevin: Don't make me laugh, I'm still pissed at you.
Tommy: (smiling) You're pissed at me!
Kevin: Damn straight!
Tommy: Are you wearing two jackets?
Kevin: How do you mean?
(Tommy slowly reveals two jackets that Kevin is wearing)
Tommy: You are! I told you we had to get rid of what we we're wearing!
Kevin: Yeah, but it's my favorite one.
Tommy: Throw it out right now!
Kevin: Aww, man!
Vinnie: You were asking me if this isn't the best idea you've come up with.
Nicky: Really? What do you think was my best idea?
Vinnie: Your very best?
Nicky: Best you can think of.
Vinnie: Squeezing Jimmy Donnelly till he whacked Sal.
Nicky: That worked out pretty well, didn't it?
Tommy: Hey, Sean. For such a pretty boy you are one tough son of a bitch.
Tommy: Kevin, no one saw us.
Kevin: Yeah, what about the parking lot guy?
Tommy: That was five blocks away.
Kevin: Yeah, but he nodded at me.
Tommy: So we should kill him?
Kevin: No! No, of course not! (pause) I mean, unless you think...
Tommy: You gotta stop!
Lawyer: Joey, I am your lawyer, okay. You don't need to lie to me.
Joey: What? Whose lying? I'm an open book. What do you want to know?
Lawyer: Why am I representing you?
Joey: 'Cause I'm an innocent man.
Tommy(to Kevin): This is your abandoned swamp with nothing around for miles? (Camera pans to show giant hardware store)
Nicky: I was, you know, wonderin' if you had any news?
Franky: You a reporter now, Nicky?
Nicky: You know, Sal, he's a beloved employer. So understand all the staff's gonna be a little upset. I was just wonderin' if you had somethin' I could pass on to the staff.
Franky: What was the head of the Irish mob doin' with all the Italians?
Nicky: Drinkin'? Watchin' porn? I couldn't tell ya.
Kevin: (in reference to the body) Where would you have put it?
Tommy: Not in the dumpster behind our bar!
(Tommy kicks at at barstool)
Kevin: You wonder why we keep having to buy new stools?
Kevin: What about a tub full of acid?
Tommy: Kevin, stop making suggestions you're really freaking me out.
Joey: The only way two people can keep a secret is if both of them are dead.
Lawyer: You mean if one of them is dead. That's the saying.
Joey: Obviously we come from different neighborhoods.
Kevin: We stuff him in a furnace.
Tommy: Our furnace?
Kevin: No of course not somebody else's
Tommy: So you know someone whose got a furnace large enough for a body?
Kevin: I'd have to think about it
Kevin: What about the landfill? I mean we could sneak him in, bury him under some garbage, they bury him for us.
Tommy: The landfill on Staten Island?
Tommy: So what we take the ferry? Just the three of us?
Tommy: Now we gotta get rid of a body in broad daylight?
Kevin: Okay, so we'll wait 'til tonight
Tommy: Yeah, you're right Kevin, 'cause the smell of a rotting body is not gonna attract any attention. Let's wait.
Kevin: Again with the sarcasm.
Dokie: Tommy, get in.
Tommy: If you don't mind, I'd just like to walk.
Dokie: (to driver) Hey, put him in the trunk.
Tommy: I'm getting in.
(Tommy has just left a meeting with the Italians)
Kevin: How'd it go?
Tommy: Like it went. The hell is Joey Ice Cream doing here?
Kevin: I have no idea.
Helen Donnelly: I think that if you know someone's good, you know it in your belly. And you trust that if they had to do something, they had no other choice.
Helen Donnelly: Whenever I watch my boys sleeping, I still see them as five years old in my head. Does that sound crazy? Always five but they're not babies anymore. But they're not little men either.
Tommy: Come on, grab his legs again.
Kevin: No! No, not until I know he's dead.
Tommy: He's dead. That was just gas escaping from his body.
Kevin: Then why did you jump?
Tommy: Because you did!
(Louie's body is in a dumpster)
Tommy: Get in. I'll grab him on this side.
Kevin: You get in.
Tommy: I'm driving.
Kevin: What does that have to do with anything?
Tommy: You don't get in, I don't drive.
Joey: Hey, you guys take off. I'll watch everything here.
Tommy: Where the hell did you come from?
Joey: What? I've been here the whole time. Oh, and don't worry, mums the word. My lips are sealed.
Tommy: You pay for that beer?
Joey: Yeah, probably.
Tommy: You don't get it do you? We're screwed here.
Tommy: You think you can just bail Jimmy out and suddenly he's not gonna be the guy who got us into all this crap? You wanna forget the fact that he shot Louie?
Kevin: And how many people did we shoot last night, Tommy?
Tommy: Because of Jimmy!
Kevin: Wait Jimmy! Wait, wait.
Kevin: If I took this to the track first, I could double it.
Jimmy: You gamble a penny of that money, I'm gonna bite your thumbs off!
Kevin: Why is everyone using sarcasm on me today?
Tommy(speaking to his brothers): From now on, we only trust the people in this room.
- Denmark: December 4, 2007 on Kanal 5
Michael Stahl-David (Sean Donnelly) has no lines to say in this episode.
"Too long a sacrifice can make a stone of the heart."
The title of this episode is taken from this line in the poem Easter, 1916 by famous Irish poet W.B. Yeats.
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