I can’t…
I’ll protect you. From everything. Just let me prove it.
My ma wants grandkids, Alessia. I gotta tell her. I don’t lie to her.
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@theanthonycastro
I can’t…
I’ll protect you. From everything. Just let me prove it.
My ma wants grandkids, Alessia. I gotta tell her. I don’t lie to her.
Why do you have to be so difficult?
Because I know you’re not happy. You and our kid don’t belong with him. C’mon, ‘Less...
I’m leaving.
Don’t.
Someone did once, but I don’t think they lived to see another sunrise after that. Sorry, looks like you’re not my first.
Oh, that’s top-secret. Definitely not information I would even begin to dream of gracing you with.
Oh, no, I'm scared.
Right. Well, you I don’t mind the company, even if it means dealing with your sorry as until she shows up. Which, speaking of - you spoken to Vic lately?
Desperation doesn’t look good on you, Tony. Making things up isn’t going to change my mind.
You don’t love me. And I don’t love you. They deserve a father who isn’t a criminal like the rest of us.
As your father’s consigliere, you think I’d lie? He saw how you were fallin’ apart. After Julianne. He was trying to help.
To hell with being a fucking criminal. They deserve a good father, and I’ll be that for them. Let me prove it to you, Alessia. I’ll marry you. Whenever you want. You can still have the big wedding.
You don’t love me. You love your kid.
Which is exactly why you’ll let them believe Liam is their father.
Like hell I will, Alessia. You know the only reason you two are together is because your dad made it happen?
Alessia, I love you. Don’t keep me away from that kid. They deserve their real father.
Stop thinking about yourself and think about your child. This affair isn’t going to be a private family secret no one talks about if it gets out. It’s going to be public. One google search and they’ll find out all the dirty laundry that resulted from this. It’s not fair to put a child through that.
You really think our kid will give a damn? They’ll be in a happy home with us. Cause we’re gonna stay together. I’ll get us a house. Just leave Liam, and I’ll give you everything you could’ve had with him and more.
He won’t love our kid like I will, Alessia. He doesn’t love you as much as I do, and we both fucking know that. I-... shit. I love you.
That’s not how this works.
I’m going to raise my baby…in a happy, normal home. They’ll grow up with two parents who love each other; who were getting married. They’ll live a normal childhood, not thinking they were the result of a coke induced one night stand. They’ll have their Uncle Tony always around to keep them safe. But that’s it. That’s how this is works. It’s how it has to be.
What the hell are you talkin’ about? No. It’s my kid. I get a say in it, too.
What?
You’re having my kid? You’re not saying with that prick anymore.
Well?
Well what? Go get your stuff. I’ll help you move out.
And…
Liam is…not going to be happy.
You’re shitting me...
If this is you in a decent mood, I don’t think I’d every want to see you happy. I don’t think I’d be able to handle the pure joy radiating off of you. Well then, I guess I’ll leave her be for now. I know better than to get between her and a meal.
Hey, Dom - anyone ever tell you to shut the hell up, or am I the first?
What do ya need her for? I’ll let her know.
It is a rare occurrence. Every time I see you, you look like you are fighting a war against the world. Always so angry like a Fire Ant. And a promotion? How come?
Aaron Reed’s practically on his death bed. Someone around here has to make sure things don’t fall to shit.
I’m alright, I guess.
I got the test done.
...and?
“And it takes about two seconds to pick up the phone and let Mom know you’re alive and well. Io non sono così il favorito. You know she asked me to move back home again?”
“Maybe you should. Get the hell outta dodge and find a man to make a woman out of ya. You know ma would just love that.”
I just wanted to be here.
He’s fine. Security’s outside. You alright?
Well, if it’s not my favorite ball of absolute sunshine. Have you seen Viv around?
Yeah, cool it with the sarcasm, prick. Yep, saw her earlier. She was on the hunt for some food. My guess? She’s upstairs in one of the rooms. We haven’t even left for the day yet.