"Go that way." "Move that way." "Back!" " Yeah?" " This is the ghost... of Christmas past." " Michael?" " Dad, we're stranded." "The cab broke down on the way from J.F.K." "Are you all right?" "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." "We're on the Belt Parkway." "Where are you exactly?" "Exit ten, I think." " Exit ten?" " Yeah." "All right, stay there." "I'll take care of it." "Gre" "Shit!" "What the f" "Jesus." "Tony!" "Yes, sir, Captain." "I told you no flying lobster this year." "I don't need the visibility." "My secretary didn't give me the memo." "Mikey's stuck on the Belt Parkway, exit ten." "Pick him up." " Jamal!" " Yes, sir." "Tommy!" "Take this damn thing down!" "Honey?" "Justin." "Did you do this?" "Do what?" "Aimee's in her snowsuit." "Her what?" "Mom." "Mom." "Were you planning on taking Aimee somewhere... in her little snowsuit?" "Yeah." "I'm bringing her over to Aunt Cathy's." "Why?" "Well, we've got that court thing tonight." "You can't bring a baby to court." "You're going to the auction too." "Yes." "OK." "Does that mean I'm picking Michael up from J.F.K.?" "No." "He said he was gonna take a taxi." "All right." "Thank God." "We don't want to do that." "Honey, why don't you put her in the seat and tell Justin..." " to move his truck, will you?" " All right." "Shit." "We lost the water!" "Mikey, give the door a big bang." "You got to push it off." "I got-- there you" " I got it." "Your dad's putting up the balloon today?" "Oh, no." "I got it." "No." "The lobster aliens, they were trying to send up a signal... but the government, they shot it down." "The lobster aliens?" "Yeah." "The lobster aliens." "Their mother ship is right here... and they're gonna take them back home." "That's the least of your problems." "When they get here, they're gonna boil you alive." "Let's go take a nap." "Yeah." "Go ahead." "There you go." "All right?" "Watch out." "Is your phone OK?" "No." "Actually I think it's completely screwed." " Let me carry this." " No." "I got it." "No." "Come on." "You're carrying too mu" " Babe, I got it." " Just let me car" " I go" " Hey, Mike?" " Yeah." " How am I getting home?" "I'll take you." "Let me just check in with Captain Insanity first." "You don't have my purse, do y" "No." "I'm" " OK." "I'm just-- it's in the van." " I'll be right back." " OK." "That's right." "Ice them up." "They'll live at least one more day." "Come on." "You'll have to dump them." "Hey, Mike, are you?" "It's good to see you." "Good to see you." "They're all banded, right?" "Yes, sir." "All of them." "I got it." "Welcome home, Tiger." "Hey, Dad." " Mikey, boy." " What's up, fellas?" " What's up, man?" " How you doing?" "Giorgio." "I lost my water this morning." "Broken pipes... so I can't fill orders till tomorrow." "I told you." "I lost my water." "My fucking shop's crawling with bugs." "Yeah?" "How's this for an idea?" "How about you go shit in your hat?" "The lobsters were so excited you were coming home... that they all jumped right out of the tanks this m" "It's good to see you, pal." "Good to see you, Dad." "So when's the auction?" "We go to court 5:30 tonight, but it'll be fine." "I don't want you to worry about it." "Don't worry?" "Listen." "I created a bullshit lien through Justin." "So he's in second position on the mortgage." "Through Justin?" "It's gonna be fine." "Don't worry." "Fuck!" "Jamal?" "What the hell are you doing down there?" "He says there's lobsters under there." "Well, use a push broom and sweep them out, for Christ's sake." "I need your help here, Michael, right now." "All right." "I just got to drive Kerry home." "No." "I'll personally order Miss Kerry..." "Brooklyn's finest car service... but right now, go to the restaurant... pick up a push broom, OK?" "Aye, aye." "Yeah." "Just let me take care of it... and I'll call you as soon as I'm done, OK?" "OK." "But you still think you can make it for dinner?" " Yeah, late dinner." " OK." "See, you take it, and it's got the little thing." " You kind of pull it out." " Why would I?" "Sugar pie." "Morning, Muffin." "How are you?" "Back in Lobster Land?" "Just for the holidays." "How are you, Beth?" "I'm doing good." "Doing real good." "How are you doing?" "How's your little Internet thing doing?" "Not too bad." "What's up with the sloths?" "It's like a little weed in there." "Ready?" "See, it goes in and" "God." " It just squirted out." " It's gonna d" " Piss clam?" " Yeah." "What's your name?" "Joey." "Doug." "My name's Michael Giorgio." "Here's what's gonna happen." "You're gonna change the station to 101.1 Oldies... because that's all we listen to around here." "You're gonna take this, and you're gonna... bring it into wholesale." "Go ahead." "Don't be afraid." "And then when you're both done, you're gonna come back... and you're gonna restock the bay scallops... because they're running low." "And I would imagine that you're being paid... to do stuff like that." "but before you do any of that, Teen Wolf here's gonna put... a hat on because no one wants hair in their fish, right?" "Which column?" "It's under "Puppies" near the kitten section." "Well, if they notice, the referee could cancel... for today, buying you a stall." "If they don't notice, no one will be there... to bid up the property." "Justin will be there." "Yes." "Just his fake company foreclosing." "How will the FDIC let me foreclose... if they're in first position?" "The FDIC could try to sue you to get the remainder... of the balance, but" "But, but it's like trying to get money... out of a ham sandwich at that point." "The prodigal son has returned to us." "Jesus." "You guys unloaded the whole house in here." "Yeah." "We did." "There's a lot of shit at my place, too." "We kept some of your stuff." "Who bought the house anyway?" "A very nice, happy couple with lots of money." "What's up with Dad's office dorm room?" "Cozy." "Michael, he has truly lost it." "So what, are they-- what, are they, like, separating?" "He doesn't want to look for a new place." "He's up here." "She's staying at my place." "I guess you could call that a separation." "Lauren, could you bring down the Jade Mumbo tickets?" "Michael will bring them down in a minute, Daddy." "No." "You tell Michael to get his ass down here right now." " Help you with something?" " I'm Mrs. Giorgio." "Mike's around here somewhere." " Mom." " Oh, Mikey." " Hi." " How are you?" "I'm good." "How was your trip?" " Horrible." " Yeah?" "Yeah." "Red eye." "Middle seat." "You know, crying baby, the whole bit." "It sounds great." "How's my Kerry?" "She's good." " Good." " How are you?" "Well, I thought the cheese was slipping off my cracker... for a while, but I'm good." "I'm moving forward." "You really getting your own place?" " I am." " Really?" "Yeah." "I think it's time." "I think Justin and Lauren need their own space." "Guess you wouldn't want to live upstairs?" "Dad's living like an animal." "Well, as long as he's comfortable living... with his sea creatures, I'm happy for him." "I just don't want to do this anymore." " Hey, Mom." " Hi, honey." " How are you?" " I'm fine." "Good." " Here he comes." " Dad." "Good evening, your honor." "This guy the judge?" "Former judge, now a referee." "Are parties representing Block 14, Lot 31..." "D.B.A. Giorgio's Lobster Farm present?" "Your honor, we need to postpone this auction... due to lack of notice posted... by the foreclosing second mortgagee, Justin Wallace, Inc." "Is a member of Justin Wallace, Inc. here?" "Yes, your honor." "I'm Justin Wallace..." "Inc." "Your honor, I believe notice was posted in the city paper... as required by this auction." "You will see, your honor, that he posted notice... in the Pet Adoption section of the paper." "It's a lobster farm?" "I thought it was fitting." "Your honor, I believe that the second mortgagee... and Mr. Giorgio are connected." "Connected?" "Know each other." "Is there a law against knowing the person... initiating the foreclosure?" "Mr. Giorgio, I can understand your wanting to keep... this auction a secret." "Notice was posted." "And now he will post notice properly." "Your honor, can we have a little more time... to see if we can work out a refinancing with the FDIC?" "Ample time has been given." "Bullshit." "They just want to tidy up their books... before the new year." "Sorry, your honor." "Mr. Giorgio's upset." "His livelihood's at stake here." "There are circumstances." "What circumstances?" "The FDIC took over Capital Trust..." "Mr. Giorgio's bank." "They foreclosed on all the small business loans." "They sent a letter that basically said, "Pay or die."" "My bank goes under... and the FDIC puts a gun to my head." " That's not true." " You bet your ass it's true!" "Mr. Giorgio." "Would you mind if I come closer, your honor?" "Please, come forward." "There's just one more thing." "This property has been in my family's name... for over sixty years." "My family catered to this entire community for over sixty years." "Now I'm willing to fulfill my obligation." "All I'm asking is that the FDIC reconsider their position." "After all, the bank defaulted, not me." "Mr. Giorgio, I can understand your sentiment." "However, you cannot appeal your foreclosure here." "The new auction date is set for Friday, December 18." "That is all." "Thank you, your honor." "Don't mess with my system, Lauren, dear." "OK." "Throwing dirty clothes in your hamper's... messing with your system?" "First, make sure they're dirty." "You want to check?" "Dad, how long do you plan on camping out up here?" "I have my little shower, my beddy-by... my socks and undies table." "I'm all set." "This place is a pigsty." "I told you, you're welcome to come up here... and depigify the place." "And I told you I am not going to share my home with dead fish." "What do you smell?" "Seriously." "Foot powder." "Foot powder." "Cape Cod-style home in Brooklyn." "People would die to live up here." "A beautiful balcony overlooking a marina?" "I could make the main office a den." "We got to get going, Lauren." "Got to pick up Aimee." "You're right." "We do." "Justin, did you-- do you want to?" "Yeah." "If it would be all right with you, Frank..." "I'd like to bring that franchise guy by tomorrow." "Thank you, Justin, but I'd rather not." "You can at least talk to him." "I don't want to turn my restaurant... into a burger joint." "A McDonald's, Dad." "Burger King, Wendy's, Taco Bell." "I'll be in the car." "Thank you, Dad." "I really appreciate that." "Please don't start." "He took a risk for you today." "At least you could hear him out." "You still looking for a place?" "I'm taking a place around the corner from Lauren." "You sure didn't waste any time." "What, are you kidding?" "Well, how long you been looking?" "Two weeks?" "What does it matter?" "You're very happy up in your little clubhouse alone." "Come on, come on, Maureen." "Are you serious about this?" "I'm buying it." "How're you even going to pay for it?" "My sister's gonna help me." "Your sister?" "Fine, great." "Congratulations." "Thank you." "Okey-dokey." "You OK?" "Yeah." " Can we go?" " Yeah." "OK." "You want to tell me what's on your mind?" "Well, I..." "I just thought you were going to ask Kerry soon." "I'm thinking about it." "Well, it's Christmas, and it's such... a beautiful time to ask somebody to marry them." " I don't have the ring yet." " But you're looking." "I don't have it yet, but as soon as I get it... you'll be the first to know, I swear." "I'm begging you, please start the car." "I forgot how we easy you are to read." "Jesus." "Especially when you're hiding something." "I'm not hiding anything." "Can I see it?" "I'm just teasing, Mikey." "It's in the front pocket of the laptop case." "I knew it." "I could smell it!" "I'll get it." "What's the matter?" "What?" "Nothing." "You hate it?" "No." " You hate it." " I li-- no." "I like it." "Just say you hate it." "The ring's not that important." "Well, it doesn't matter." "It was done." "Forget about it." "So just forget it." "You're not gonna ask her now?" "No." "Not with the Fisher-Price shit ring your son bought." "You know, your grandmother had a beautiful ring." "Really?" "Well, maybe we can exhume her." "I'm not digging up my mother." "I was kidding." "I think I might have it." "Not that you couldn't use yours." "Your c" " Mom, I want to go, please." "Turn the car on." " Michael." " Hello, Mr. Miller." "Come in." "Thank you." "What have you got there?" "Lobster, shrimp." "Lobster, shrimp?" " Yeah." " That sounds delicious." " Thank you." " You're welcome." "Here you go." " It's leaking a little there." " I'm sorry." "That's OK." "I can handle that." "Hey, Lynn?" "Lynn, I need a sponge." " Hi, babe." " Hi." "What happened at court?" "Postponed." "Is that good?" "Well, it's good for now." "I hope you're hungry." "Oh, God." "Yes, I know." "Yes." "I always thought you were kidding when you said... you didn't eat seafood." "Are you the only one?" "No." "Nobody in my family eats seafood." "Your family must know something we don't know." "Where did your folks move to?" "They're looking for a place." "Where are they now?" "My sister's in Brooklyn." "They had to sell the house?" "Your mom must be heartbroken." "She's all right." "Change is good." "Transitions can be fun." "It's true." "Is it just a money thing?" "Dad." "The foreclosure was on your dad's business, right?" "The bank defaulted on the loan." "Maybe my brother could help." "Yeah?" "He's an MA attorney." "Really?" "MA?" "Yeah." "He's right over in Garden City." "Lynn works there now." "That's a very good idea." "I could talk to him about it tomorrow." "I'll talk to him, Lynn." "Well, what could he do?" "Chuck could set your dad up with some money guys... some real Wall Street heavy hitters." "How do you mean?" "Well, they could buy the note from the bank... and then set up a refinance with your father." "Well, I'll talk to my dad about it." "You know, Chuck's having a holiday party tomorrow night." "Why don't you stop by for a cocktail?" "Yeah." "I'll try to make it." "Chuck's very nice." "He set up Kerry with some job interviews... after the holidays." "After the holidays." "In New York?" "It's nothing definite." "If you want to stay a little later, too... you're welcome to stay in our basement." "We refinished it." "Thank you." "I was going to talk to you about moving back first." "Really?" "I just want to know what's going on in your head." "You want to move back here?" "For good?" "I want us to move back." "It's Tony." "Hey, Tony." "Do you think it would be sacrilegious to have Santa... be one of the wise guys?" "'Cause I cannot find the third guy." "No." "He was a saint..." "So I think you'll be all right with that." "Saint." "They're all a bunch of plastic freeloaders anyway." "All right, Tony." "This property is in the ass-end of Brooklyn." "Nobody's gonna put up 800,000, 900,000 for it." "Someone would just have to put up thirty percent though." "You got 300,000 on you, tough guy?" "No." "Plus I got my shit card." "There's no sewer down here." "Only a cesspool, thank Christ." "Can you do me a favor?" " What's that?" " Talk to your mother." "See if she's serious about getting her own place." "I think she already did." "What a bullshit, hasty decision." "I don't think so." "You don't?" "No." "She's cramped at Lauren's, and you don't want... to look for a place." "Well, Christ." "I just want to put out this fire first!" "There's always a fire, Dad." "Honey, I love the kissing post." "I don't know if you love the kissing post." "Because if you're not gonna use the kissing post... then the kissing post is gonna be gone." "It's a one year" "It can't go away." "Kissing post." "I am the kissing post." "Kissing post." "Oh, my God." "Do you guys need anything at the store?" "No." "Great." "OK." "Bye." "Thank you." "Mom, I just want to say..." "I do not want you to be embarrassed at all." "I mean, Justin and I" "Honey, I'm not embarrassed." "It's OK." "OK." "I just" " I don't want you to feel like you're intruding... or anything like that." "I know that, and you two have been terrific." "It's just this situation is ridiculous." "I'm too young to be a burden already." "Mom, you're so not a burden, and you know that." "Lauren, the old granny living with her daughter." " All I want..." " Ma." "Is my own life and my own place... and I want to put all of my things together... and that's all I want." "That's it." "And you're gonna do it alone... without Dad?" "I don't know if it's I'm not wanting to understand that, Mom." "I'm just" " I'm trying to" "Honey, I have been alone throughout this entire marriage." "Now I dearly love your father... but since you and Michael left, we have nothing to talk about... except the claws." "There's not that much to say about crustaceans." "A couple of things." "I'm fine." "I'll say you are." "I love you, sweetie." "Mom." "I love you, Mommy." "You're gonna come back, aren't you?" " I'll come back." " All right." "I mean, you'll come back tonight, too." "I'm definitely coming back tonight." " Well, everything, yeah." " My things are here." "Yeah." "OK." "It's like we're camping again." "We never went camping." "Right." "How's Miss Kerry?" "She's OK." "She wants to move back." "Yeah, it's hard to take a girl away... from her friends and family." "You're at work, she's at home... with just the birds and the trees." "Dad, she had a job." "She was working, too." "No shit." "Good for her." "I always knew she was a smart little cookie." "What was she doing?" "Some bullshit position at the "Seattle Times."" ""Seattle Times."" "There's a lot more opportunities in New York." "Yeah, I'm sure you can do your dotcom think in New York, too." "Don't you mean dotclam?" "I'm only saying you don't have to come back here full-time." "Well, maybe just a year." "I'll stay off your ass this time." "I swear." "A year's a long time, Dad." "Maybe not a year then." "Just a little while." "Like, six months a little while, two weeks a little while?" "I don't know." "A little while." "All right." "I'll think about it." "Yeah, probably six months a little while." "Night, Dad." "Good morning everybody." "It's your Cousin Brucie... and right now, I'm gonna wake you up and keep you... moving and grooving with some doo-wop... straight from my home borough, the borough of Brooklyn." "Frank." "Red says he's not got no more bakala." "Fuck Red." "Go to Franco." "OK." "Billy, I'll see you over at the Pearl." "Got it." "For Maureen from Jen." "It's not a sump pump motor, is it?" "The salt water's not back on?" "Not yet." "Billy, I wanted to ask you." "That crazy bastard who sold used machine parts in Chinatown." "I'm talking about ten years ago." "Yeah." "Jimmy Chen." "He's long gone now." "Dead maybe." "Shit." " Everything all right?" " Yeah." "Everything's fine." "Yeah." "The legal thing." "Yeah, it'll work itself out." "It's gonna be fine." "Wow." "Check that out." "Baby." "Beautiful." "Check the wheels on that son of a bitch." "It's got, like, two-inch treads on it." "Hey, where'd you get that hand truck?" "No." "Where'd you get your mano coachy?" "Mano coachy?" "Mano coachy." "Your huevos ranchos has arrived, Senor Lau." "Muchos gracias, amigo." "Lauren?" "Lauren, hold on." "Here." "Give this to Michael." " What the heck is this?" " It's Grandma's ring." " And?" " I'll explain later." " You guys got to band them up." " Put the cuffs on them." "What do you mean, put the cuffs on them?" "Timo, show him what to do." "Hey, Michael." "Can I talk to you a minute?" "How're you doing?" " I'm all right." " Yeah?" "What's up, Tom?" "The shit's really hitting the fan with the old man, no?" "Sort of, yeah." "Well, I got something, you know, that can really pull him out... of the mud, you know... maybe give him a nice blast of cash." " Yeah?" " Yeah." "Can you meet me after work?" " Yeah, sure, I'll try." " Mikey, do that, OK?" "It's kind of time sensitive, all right?" " All right, man." " See you later." "All right, Tom." "Morning, Frank." "Hi, Beth." "Starting to sleep." "I know." "This lulls her." "What's the matter?" "You still mad?" "Yes, I am." "Look, it's not that I don't appreciate... what Justin was trying to do." "Dad, you didn't let him finish." "He wasn't saying to keep it a McDonald's forever." "I mean, he was trying to explain that you could use... the franchise for five years to get yourself out of the mud... and then you can make your Lundy's Seafood Palace... the one you've always wanted, you know?" "Once you're clear." "You think the guy putting up the dough for the franchise... is gonna agree to a five-year lease?" "You can bet your ass he won't." "No." "I got to do this the way I want to do it, OK?" "Well, sure, Dad." "Your way's always the best." "All right." "Could you watch Aimee for a few minutes, Beth?" "Lauren, come on." "For Christ's sake." "Those kids did the writing thing again on the lighthouse." "Tommy, after this, clean it off." "How's it going, Tony?" "Well, we found the sewage pipe." "Which one's the sewage pipe?" "The white one." "But the break in the salt water pipe could be anywhere." "Could be from here to the store." "There's not much more time." "What, how long have the lobster aliens been deprived of oxygen?" "They've been out of the water a long time." "They're gonna start dying." "I think we have to dump them." "Right. let's dump the crates in the harbor." "You're gonna dump boxes of cash... and float them on the water?" "We have no choice." "Tommy, don't forget the lighthouse." "Jamal, you have to start packing crates." "We need to transfer them." "Come on!" "Come on, Tommy." "Michael, tuck them in and make them comfortable." "That a way." "Good job, fellas." "Good job." "Wasn't perfect, but we got them in." "Christ." "When I started with my dad... we had to hump the crates down here every other week." "Used shitty tanks?" "Tanks?" "It's more like jerry-rigged bathtubs." "Your grandfather was a great businessman... but not exactly an engineer." "He thought he had it covered once." "You know, he went out to the bowery... and he bought five old Coca-Cola machines... the kind that had cold water swirling in it?" "You know, he'd wake me up at 5 a.m." "We'd come down right here... and we'd get a couple of garbage pails... and fill it up with salt water." "We'd dump the water into the Coca-Cola machine." "We put in about fifty lobsters." "Twenty-four hours later, every lobster dropped dead." "It fucking drove him crazy." "He couldn't figure out why all the lobsters were dying." "Why were they dying?" "Well, there was copper tubing and it reacted... to the salt water... poisoned all the little bastards." "Every morning, fifty dead lobsters." "God." "His face was priceless." "To look down and see that they died again?" "Fucking priceless." "All right." "Let's fill Bill's order." "Chinatown, baby." "We're gonna be in this forever." "Michael, Mikey, you're gonna have to hand truck it down." "Oh, come on." "He needs it right now?" "He needs it right now." "What, you want me to do it?" " No." " Well, go ahead." "I'll meet you in front, all right?" "We're gonna" " I'm gonna be here forever anyway." " All right, all right." " Jesus Christ!" "Uncle Billy." "Hey." "How're you doing?" "Michael!" "Should I come back?" "No." "Come in." "It's so good to see you." " Good to see you." "Hey." " Hi." "It's good to see-- so grownup." "How's your mom?" "She's doing well." "Thanks." "How are you?" "I'm fine." " Mindy is driving me crazy." " Mom!" "Ever since she turned sixteen, she's complete nightmare." "You know what?" "My sister was worse." " Really?" " She is worse." "You're kidding." "I don't know if it could get any worse." "What's with Hurricane Mindy?" "Really?" "All right." "Let's get the boxes." "OK." "Bye, Jen." "Bye." " Holy Jesus, Bill." " What?" "What the hell you keep down here?" "It smells awful." "What smell are you talking about?" "Come on." "Bill, you know what?" "You spend too much time down here is the problem." "What is that?" "It's shark fin." " Shark fin?" " Yeah." "Look." "You cut them like this." "People eat that?" "They usually go nuts for the fin." "Usually for soup." "That's gross." "Come on." "Give this to your father." "Tell him to go into the shark fin business with me... no more problems." "Yeah." "What, are you serious?" " I love your father." " I know." "Your dad is my most favorite lo fon." " Lo what?" " Lo fon." " Low fat?" " Non-Chinese person?" "A lot of lobsters crawling all over... but you'll love it." "And there he is, talking to my least favorite Chinese person." " You remember my brother Ron?" " Hey, Ron." "You better cut your brother some slack." "I think his cellphones are outselling your halibut." "Maybe I'll just go to the Bahamas... and you let you oon-gots run things." " Oon-gots?" " Oon-what?" " Oon-gots?" " Oon-who?" "Hey, you guys need a new phone or what?" " Actually, I do." " Pick one, Mike." "I'll put this in the pickup." "Bye-bye, Bill." " Hey, what about you?" " No, thank you." "I'll stick with my old one." "Well, it's about time." "Dad." "What the hell is that?" "Shark fin." "Shark fin?" "Yeah." "I think Uncle Bill wants you to go... into the shark fin business with him." "A shark fin on rye with extra sour pickle?" "That's fucking delicious." "Dad, I'm serious." "I think he wants to help you out." "Just..." "It's gonna be fine." "OK." "Maybe if we... enough, no one will show up to your auction." " Shut up and eat your fin." " I don't want it." "What, she cried herself to sleep?" "No." "I got her to sleep." "Where you going all dressed up anyway?" "I'm going to a show with Justin." "Aren't you overdressed for the Dave Matthews Band?" "I'm going to a Broadway show." "Thank you." "Where are you off to?" "I'm going to meet Kerry." "That reminds me." "OK." "Listen." "I don't think you're ready... but I think it's nicer than the one you got." "You haven't seen the one I got." "No, but Mom described it on the phone to me." "You guys suck." "You taking her somewhere special tonight?" "Yeah, special." "We're going to her uncle's house for cocktails." "Well, you can go for one cocktail... but Dad's taking Aimee, so you're going to have to... come back here and close out tonight." "No." "I'm going because Kerry's uncle knows... some money guys for Dad." "I understand that." "Listen, Michael." "This is my one free night to do something special... with my husband." "You're here for one week." "You can't close out for me once?" " Lauren, please." " Michael, listen to me." "I am gonna go to the show tonight." "Dad's gonna drive Aimee to Mom's... and you are gonna close out!" "Aimee?" "How's Papa do this?" "I'm gonna put the seatbelt on." "Oh, no, Aimee, baby." "Papa loves you." "Papa will be right back, OK?" "Papa come back." "I'll be right back." "Wait for me, OK?" "Wait." "Fine." "Look what Papa's got." "We're going for a ride, little sweetheart." "Yes." "We're going for a ride." "Let's go bye-bye." "OK." "We'll go see Nana." "I love you." "This is good, man." "Where'd you get this?" " Yo." " Mikey, boy." " Jamal." " What's happening, man?" "What are you doing, man?" "Jesus." "Come on." "I got to drive this thing tonight." "I'm sorry, Mikey." "Tommy smoked me out, man." "Tommy smoked you out?" "What the hell is that all about?" "Go to retail." "Get some Lysol, all right, or something." "All right?" " Come on, talk shop, Mikey." " All right." "I'll only be one minute, all right?" "How are you?" "I was gonna ask your father about this... but I figured it'd be better to ask you." "What is that, Tommy?" "What do you think?" "It's lobster bread, Mike." "Yeah, I guess it is." "Hey, my cousin's, like, the head baker at Astarito's now." "The guy is amazing." "He can make bread look like fucking anything, man." "Squirrels, puppies, cats, fuckin' anything." " That's great." " Yeah." "Tommy, I'm freezing." "Can we go, please?" "Honey, just give me two minutes, huh?" "You got one." "So I figure, you know, we can start moving these... through your pop's store, you know." "I think your old man can make some serious scratch... off of these." "All right." "I'll talk to him about it." " You'll talk to him, Mikey?" " Yeah." "I'm just trying to help, you know." "I know, Tom." "I-- that's" " I'm speechless." " Ain't their eyes great, man?" " What i" "Yeah, they're raisins, I think." " Raisins." " I'm telling you." "He's amazing." "Tommy, that's it." " Thanks, man." " I'm coming, baby." "She's gonna be the death of me, man, I'm telling you." "Here I am, baby." "Here I am." "Honey, you've had too much wine." "Oh, Michael, sweetie." "Merry Christmas." " Welcome to my house." " You know Fran." "Hello." "Mom, we're gonna find Chuck." "OK, sweetie." "Merry Christmas." "Come on." "Don't leave." "You're my favorite." "It's too early." "Come on." "Get the hell out of here." "I'm finished with you." " Chuck." " Hey." "Hi." "Hi." "You know Michael." "Yeah." "Lobster Boy." " How the hell are you?" " How are you?" "Good." "I don't know." "You're empty-handed." "Where's my lobster?" "I told him you brought my dad some lobster and shrimp." "No." "I don't want shrimp." "I want a big fucking lobster." "Maybe next time." "No." "I'm kidding." "So, I talked to Jimmy..." "And he says you want to talk some shop, a little business?" "Let's go out of the noise." "All right." "They didn't redecorate yet?" "No." "Jeez." "It still looks like the way your mother had it." "Yeah." "Look." "Has Jerry Garcia got any real booze in here?" "Canadian Club." "Perfect." "One for me and one for Miss Aimee." "Come here, baby." "Sit with Papa." "You know, Frank, maybe you should just..." "Mama." "Come on, Aimee, sweet girl." "Come on." "I'll bring you upstairs." "Yes, I will." "Come on, love." "Very nice." "You like cigars?" "No, not really." "I smoke cigarettes every now and then." "You should switch." "Cigars are really good." " Yeah?" " Yeah." "Mouth cancer, lung cancer, same thing, right?" "So your your dad's up against the wall, huh?" "Yeah." "The bank he got the loan from went belly-up." "He get the full loan out?" "No." "And the FDIC's calling the loan, leaving him... with a half-finished restaurant, so." "Jesus." "Yeah." "Well, he, he's gonna foreclose on himself and bid... on the property through my brother-in-law." "Chuck, your mother's leaving." "I'll be right in." " What are you doing out there?" " I'll be right in." "So basically, what you're asking... is for a private refinancing." "Yeah, I guess." "Your dad's shop open tomorrow?" "Yeah." "I think I know the right guy for this." "Oh, thank you." "Yeah, I don't mean to rush you, but just so you know... we're down to the wire on this." "So maybe we'll stop by tomorrow, have a little lunch... check out the property..." "Thank you." "That'd be great." "And you better have that fucking lobster." "Yeah." "That's one thing we got a lot of." "Oh, boy." "It's getting cold out there... and it's gonna get colder." "so, cousins, make sure... you get all that Christmas shopping done quickly." "Not too long before the big day is here." "Dave, Bill, how they biting?" "Not too good." "Good morning, Bear." "Good morning, Bear." "I love you, baby." "What a shot." "I should have hair like that." "Ipan?" "Ipan, I'm here." "Where's Ipan?" "Ipan." "Where the hell's Ipan?" "Ipan went back home." "Ipan went back home?" "Yeah, his wife wanted him there." "Can I help you?" " What's your name?" " I am Salim." "Salim, I'm gonna teach you how to make my coffee, OK?" "All right." "Now you got the hot chocolate powder..." " in the cup." " Yes." "Good." "All right." "No." "Not the hot water." "Coffee." " Coffee?" " Yes." "Pour the coffee on top of the powder." "Good." "Hot chocolate coffee." "It's good?" "It's as if Ipan never left." "Thank you." "This paper's all mangled." "I'm gonna pay you only fifteen cents." "What are you talking about, Frank?" "This is cute." "Yeah, I like that one. 12.99." "Wow." "I miss you guys." "We miss you, too." "Good lord." "This stinks." "What stinks?" "My sweaters." "It's not that bad." "It just needs to air out." "How long were these in the lobster van?" "They were wrapped in plastic, Mom." "Am I wrong, Kerry?" "Yeah, I have to agree." "It's pretty bad." "OK, well, that's that." "Fuck!" "Shit, goddamn it, Jesus Christ!" "At least he's still got his faith." "Beth, can I get a clean apron?" " Your dad is pissed." " Why?" "What's the matter?" "Some guys you told to come look at the place are here." "Come on." "How good is this?" "A little spicy, but it's good." "Wait a minute." "You told me you liked spicy." "I do like it." "I do like it spicy." "Really good." "Get the recipe." "There's that meshugana now." "Mikey?" "Where is he?" "There he is." "How are you?" "Good to see you again." "So you met my son David the other night, right?" "No, but I keep hearing about him." "How're you doing?" "This seafood is pretty damn good." " And that's John Evans." " How are you?" "Yeah, how are you?" "Nice to meet you." " Ritchie Thompson over here." " How are you?" "Hey, enjoy your steamed extraterrestrials, gentlemen." "That's funny." "So you talk to my father yet?" "He said you're gonna give us the tour." "Don't tell me what you heard." "I know what I said, and don't te" "Tommy!" "Jamal!" "You got to repack Mumbo." "All halves, nothing over." "I need it yesterday." "Let's go." "So this really isn't a lobster farm." "I mean, you don't raise them here, right?" "No." "We buy them in bulk... and then we keep them in the tanks and in the wells." " Wells?" " Yeah." "What do you mean wells?" " Will you give me a second?" " Sure." "Yeah." "Dad, I'm sorry." "Not good, Michael." "Not good." "I don't know these guys from a fucking hole in the wall... and now they're asking to go through my books?" "Dad, this could be a good thing." "Yeah." "You want to show them around, go ahead." "Look." "I know you're pissed... but please give them ten minutes." "Please." "This is my daughter Lauren." " Hello." " The wizard behind the curtain." "My granddaughter, Aimee, now sleeping." "No computers?" "Well, Lauren is not only the best clam shucker... in Brooklyn but also my very own personal computer." "You're in computers, right, Michael?" "Yeah." "They like their system." "Cash business." "Only way to go." "Screw Uncle Sam." "Uncle Sam still gets his share." "Is there a water view?" "You said something about a marina." "I always wanted a bed in my office." "It's an office slash storage facility... at the moment." "How many square feet is the upstairs?" "3,000." "Retail and wholesale, about 7,000." "Well, it's a fantastic piece of property." "I bet you got it for a song, huh?" "My father bought the plot in the thirties... so you can imagine." "Look." "I got to get back downstairs." "The auction's tomorrow, yes?" "Federal court in Brooklyn?" "Yeah." "But that may be postponed." "Oh, really?" "OK." "Michael will finish up your little tour, OK?" " Pleasure to meet you." " Yeah." "Jamal, get me another box, huh?" " Tommy." " Yeah?" "Get me another lumber crayon from the booth." "Dad, I know you might want to talk about it." "Please." "Dad, you want to talk about this?" "There's nothing to talk about." "Thanks." "Dad, I didn't know they were gonna just drop in like that... but look, these guys have money." "And I've got my underwear on the fucking table literally." "You know how dumb this was, do you?" "See, I knew you wouldn't give it a chance... so I wanted to give it a chance." "Even if you have good intentions, Michael... you can't be going behind my back." "Michael, it's too fragile of a situation... just to be having strangers walk on in here." "These guys stormed my place unannounced." "They know about the auction." "They know about my fucking weaknesses." "It was a dumb fucking move!" "Oh, are you all done, miss?" "I am, thank you." "I'm gonna keep my coffee." "All right." "I'll have the girl come right over... to take care of you." " Hi." " Hi." " May I help you?" " Yeah." "I was wondering how much a room was for the night?" "$65 per night." "$65 per night?" "Per room, per night?" "Of course." "$65 per whole night." "Whole night." "What do you think?" "I think that's great." "I'll have" " I'll take a room for, well, for a night." " Hello?" " Hi, Ms. Miller." " Is Kerry in?" " Oh, no, Michael." "She went up to Connecticut to see her grandparents." "Oh, that's right." "I forgot." "Do you want the number up there, Mike?" "No." "That's OK." "I'll call her tomorrow." "Well, I'll have her call you if she checks in." "Well, actually I'm staying at the Provida Motel... in Brighton Beach." "Provida Motel." "OK." "Good night, Michael." "Night." "He shoots." "He doesn't score." "It's not your fault." "I forgive you." "He's always late." "Family court." "Oh, Jesus." "Who's that?" "It's Kerry's cousin." "I think so." "Can I help you with something?" "Yeah, hey, man." "How're you doing?" " Michael, right?" " Yeah." "Can I ask you what you're doing here?" "Yeah, just came to check out the process." "Just came to check out the process." "Yeah." "It's pretty wild, huh?" "Correct me if I'm wrong." "It's kind of like... an auto auction, isn't it?" "Not really." "Hey, there's no worries, man." "We're not here to bid." "I'm just here for my own edification." " Excuse me." " Sorry." "Your own edification." "Well, that's good, because I don't think it'd be... a good idea to bid." "Yeah, we're not gonna." "We might stick around for a little while though... if that's OK." " Yeah, go ahead." " Thanks." "Good to see you." "Don't worry about it." "Parties representing Block 14, Lot 31..." "D.B.A. Giorgio's Lobster Farm present?" "Yes, we are, your honor." "Parties representing the FDIC?" "I'm sorry, your honor, but as you see... we're pretty much all alone here." "Once again, we must postpone due to lack of notice." "You posted this?" "Yes, your honor." "I believe I posted the D.B.A... and actual address." "It's a four point font, your honor." "Font?" "It's the size of the print face." "It's so small, you can't read it." "We have to set another auction date." "We're not setting another date." "The notice is in the right section." "Mr. Giorgio." "And you didn't specify font sizes." "Your honor?" "Mr. Giorgio, please control yourself." "Mr. Giorgio is correct." "There was no minimum print size specified." "Thank you." "Don't thank me." "That was your last charade." "I'm resetting a final auction date for December 22." "The FDIC will now post notice however they see fit." "That is all." "Thank you, your honor." "Mikey." "He was just trying to help." "It sure did backfire." "I don't know." "Maybe it's for the best." "What's for the best?" "What's for the best?" "Nothing." "Four more days." "Four more till I go on the auction block again." "You want me to call my sister?" "Your sister?" "To help with the money." "No." "No, thanks." "I'll figure something out." "I forgot." "You've got those magical elves... to lend you a hand." " That's funny." " Yeah, well." "Hey, Frank, what happened?" "You closing early or what?" "No." "I'm opening late." "Merry Christmas, you." "Merry Christmas." "How are you?" "I'm good." "Oh, I've got a present for Jen." "You got her a present, you didn't get me a present?" "You can have Frank." "A crusty old Italian!" "Wow!" "thanks, Santa." "Good night, guys." "Michael, I'm taking the drawer." "All right." "Mr. Giorgio?" "I think you're aware that your son stopped... by my little auction today." "Did he?" "Let's cut the bullshit, all right?" "Let's cut the fuckin' bullshit." "All right." "Your son's name?" "Dave." "David." "You're gonna call your son David... and you're gonna tell your son David, to back the fuck off... from my auction." "Are we clear?" "Mr. Giorgio, my son is his own man." "Your son is not a man." "Your son is a greedy, little shit." "Now that was not really necessary." "Tell me you're not gonna call your son. so I can do what I have to do." "And what would that be?" "I will rip out your fuckin' lungs." "Do you hear me?" "Do you fuckin' hear me?" "Yeah, yeah, I hear you." "Hey, you're home." "I can't believe you." "What?" "What's the matter?" "You don't know?" "You don't know what your father did?" "Hi, Michael." "Hi, Ms. Miller." "It's OK, Mom." "Your dad's pissed, I understand." "Babe, my dad is in a bad place." "His back's against the wall." "I didn't know he was gonna go that far." "Dad, please!" "I think you should leave, Michael." "With all due respect, Mr. Miller" "I'd like you to leave right now." "Kerry, can we go someplace else... so we can finish the conversation?" "Good night, Michael." " Kerry?" " I want you out of here." "I think you're overreacting, Mr. Miller." "Your father comes to my brother's house... in the middle of the night." "We're thinking about pressing harassment charges against him." "Harassment charges?" "Quite a lowlife, resorting to scare tactics." "What do you call your nephew showing up at the auction?" "Is that a lowlife move?" "Because it seems like a lowlife move to me." "I'd like you to leave right now." "Kerry, please can we go and talk?" "Yes, we can." "You are not taking one step out of this house tonight." "Kerry." "She's not sixteen years old anymore, Mr." "What did you do?" "I don't want to get into this tonight." "No." "You are getting into this tonight." "Did you put your hands on him?" "Michael, I verbally spanked the guy." "That's all." "Well, while you were screaming at him... you think maybe you put me in a difficult position?" "He's a member of Kerry's family." "So that gives him the right to fuck with me?" "Why didn't you just let me go with you?" "There are other ways to get things done, Dad." "You do not always have to be so fucking harsh!" "Michael!" "I was trying to protect my business!" "And I did what I had to do." "I know." "Well." "Gorgeous." "I thought you'd never ask me." "This is gorgeous." "Which one do you like better?" "This one." "This." "This one." "Amazing." "Thanks." "Where did you get these?" "I can't tell you." "Do I even have to ask you which one you" "Yeah." "Of course." "I knew that." "Amazing." "Did you have a plan?" "Yeah." "I did." "It got messed up." "Well, you can surprise me later." "OK." "Holy shit." "Tommy!" "The crates are gone!" "Do you believe this shit?" "Michael, can you still operate this thing?" "You want to turn it on?" "Yeah." "Come on, Dad." "Some of them might have cut deep into the harbor." "Don't come back empty-handed." "There's one right there to the right." "Just a little bit, Michael." "Get the other one, man." "I can't get out there." "What do you want me to do, swim?" "We lost some." "We lost" "Leave them on the line." "We'll drag them in." " Watch the front." " I got it." "Bring them on home." "You did a good job out there." "Looked like a fuckin' lobster rodeo." "You ought to sell tickets next time." "You gonna see Kerry?" "Yeah." "Take her out to dinner." "No, that's OK, Dad." "Thanks." "Come on." "Nice steak, bottle of red wine... you'll be right back to normal." "Come on." "All right." "Thanks, Dad." "It's all right." "What the hell is that?" "Here you go." "Talk to Tommy C." "Tommy C?" "What the fuck?" "I got the last crate, though." "I just want to say." "You did get the last crate, babe." "She was amazing out there." "Thank God for the three of you... because I get seasick in the bathtub, you know that." "It's ridiculous." "All the skin curling." " Hi, Mom." " Hi." "Hi." "Justin and I were just making nicey-nice." "I should go check on Aimee." "Yeah." "OK." "Good night, Dad." "Good night, Mom." " Good night, Frank." " Good night, kids." "So when are you moving?" "First week in January." "I got to go." "You want to grab some dinner?" "No, that's OK." "What's OK?" "Everything's OK." "Are you OK?" "I'm fine." "What the hell's going on here?" "What's this all about?" "It's like you didn't know you were marrying... a stubborn bastard." "You weren't a stubborn bastard when I married you." "You were sweet." "Oh, come on." "We were courting." "Oh, Jesus, Frank." "So that's your move now." "Die alone." "That's my move." "There was never any time for us, Frank." "Maureen, I had a business to run." "Yeah!" "Tony got it going, huh?" "Crazy bastard's good for something." "You want us to bring all the crates back in?" "Frank, you want me and Jamal to bring everything back in?" "You know what, Tom?" "I was thinking." "Maybe..." "Maybe, we bring just ten in, huh?" "You just want ten?" "You sure?" "Or maybe" "No." "I think ten is good right now just in case." "Today's the big day, huh?" "You look sharp." "I look like who did it and ran." "You kidding?" "I'll pull those ten, OK?" "Thank you, Tommy." "I look sharp." "Let's come to order." "We'll begin bidding shortly on Block 14, Lot 31..." "D.B.A. Giorgio's Lobster Farm." "Terms of sale have been posted outside." "The property is being sold as is." "There are absolutely no representations or warrants..." " That's good." " That's good?" "I think so." "as to the zoning of this property... and what use may be made of it." "If yours is the winning bid, you will be required to pay... ten percent of the sum total today by cashier's check... monthly payments in effect in thirty days." "If you fail to close on the purchase of the property... 750,000." "750,000." "Do I hear 760,000?" "760,000." "760,000." "Do I 770,00?" "770,000." "770,000." "Do I 780,00?" "780,000." "780,000." "790,000." "Do I hear 800,000?" "800,000?" "800,000." "I have eight $800,000." "Do I hear 810,000?" "810,000?" "810,000." "I have 810,000." "Do I hear 820,000?" "$820,000." "Do I hear 830,000?" "830,000." "830,000." "Do I hear 840,000?" "I have 830,000." "Do I hear 840,000?" "840,000." "I have 840,000." "Do I hear 850,000?" "840,000 going once." "840,000 going twice." "Courtesy call?" "Hearing no further bids, Block 14, Lot 31..." "D.B.A. Giorgio's Lobster Farm is now in the possession... of Mr. Bill Lau of Jade Lobster, Inc." "Thank you very much." "Mr. Lau, you aware that within thirty days... your monthly payments will be in effect?" "I am aware, your honor." "As soon as we get the restaurant going... my Italian partner and I will be able to pay it off." "No problem." " Is it ready?" " I don't know." "It's red." "Put the lid down." " You guys look great." " Thank you." "Come on in." " Tommy." "How are you?" " Good to see you, man." "So you guys moving back to New York?" "Looks that way." "We just have to set something up." "Well, you can always work at Lobster Land... until something pans out." "I figured I could count on that." "Are you gonna be OK, Mom?" "Yeah, I'll be fine." "Thanks, honey." "I have a toast I want to give." "Your father taught me this a long time ago... and I translated it." "Now it's a very popular toast in China." "All right." "Chinatown." "Means, punch me all you like, you can't knock me down." "Very, very eloquent, Bill." "All right, Frank, come on." "Your turn." "Come on." "Boss don't get off that easy." "Come on." "As you know, my life has been on fire... for these last five years... but it's not easy admitting to need... but you've all made me realize there's no shame... in needing family... immediate family... my extended lobster family." "Now I know I can be a royal pain in the ass." "Jesus." "I truly don't know how anybody could be sitting... around this table with me right now." "I mean, it blows my mind." "Well, the crustaceans are getting cold... so I'll try to wrap it up with a simple thank you." "Unless you want me to sing a song." "No!" "Come on!" "And when you're done here, I want you all to get... your hats and coats and we'll meet outside... because there's one more order of unfinished business." "All right?" "Cheers." " Cheers." " Salute." "Well, we've been getting some strange reports... from the listeners in Brooklyn about Santa Claus." "Cousins, it appears that he's given up... not only his reindeer this year but his sleigh, as well... and traded them in for-- ready for this-- a giant lobster." "Yeah." "I said a lobster." "Either they've all gone mad there... or someone is making some really good eggnog... in Sheepshead Bay." "But let's keep things going here... with more of your favorite hits, cousins... and this one goes off to you, Santa and his claws." "Did I say that?" "Yeah, I did." "And it comes from Frimpy Irwin of Ebbets Field."