[Interlude]
Donny
Come here, Donny
Grab the paper off the counter, Donny, come here
Wanna show you something
Donny, what does it— Donny, what does it say on the paper?
I told you, Donny
I fuckin' told you, Donny, you keep playing with this man
That little Antonio fuck
Every drug deal (Tell 'em, Vincent)
Every hooker on every corner (Tell 'em 'bout it, Vincent)
You got to pay 'em
You've got to fuckin' pay 'em, Donny
It's in your fuckin' hands now
You told Paula on her deathbed that you would handle it
He's still alive
Fuckin' just pay him, Donny
Just fuckin' pay him
I swear to God, if I have to come out of retirеment for this little fuck
It'll be your fuckin' hеad (Tell 'em, Vincent)
Be your fuckin' head I'm havin'
It won't be Two Time Tony
It won't be Ricky Glasses
It won't be Rodney the Golfer
Don't call your friend Mickey the Chin
'Cause when Beans and Leonardo get a hold of you
It won't be Iron Club Giovanni
It won't be Taviano Tight Lips
It's just gonna be you, Donny
I will put that little fuckin' Italian head of yours on a fuckin' mantle if I have to about this family (You tell 'em, Vincent)