Pick-up...

[Tony Soprano]

Tony darted some quick looks at him. "I'm sorry, its just...Ralphie...I think he's..." Tony gave a deep sigh. "...Wired For Sound..."

[Junior Soprano]

"What!?" He whipped around to look at Tony again. "Like I said before, if that's the case then there's one good way to take care of that. I bet ya there's plenty of people more than happy to see that prick go, including me. This only serves as a good reason to follow through with it." Junior looked to the road ahead. "What makes you think he's wired?" he asked.

[Tony Soprano]

"The FEDs have got alot on us...More than they could get without someone's help. But everywheres been sweeped for bugs. Only leaves a wire. Ralphie's been asking alot of questions, Acting edgy, you know..Like he's hiding something"

[Junior Soprano]

"That bastard's always got something to hide. Even if it isn't a wire. Not to mention it's a well known fact that he doesn't kick up his full tributes." Junior shook his head. "Don't jump to anything until you actually see a wire, but make sure to keep him in the dark when it comes to imortant business. At least until we can figure out weather he's a rat or not." He took off his hat and rubbed his head. "I'd say strip search him if he starts askin' questions and acting funny, but if he knows we're onto him then it's all blown to hell."

[Tony Soprano]

"Well, I was thinking. In light of his recent actions, with his bitching, and his behind-our-backs insults, plus the thought of him being a rat, I propose a...." Tony smirked "...Mock execution"

[Junior Soprano]

Junior smiled slightly. "Make him shit his pants." he laughed. "Fine, if you think it'll work then go right on ahead."

[Tony Soprano]

"Well actually, I was hoping you could arrange it. You know, call your guys. After all, you did that one with Chrissy...Scared him pretty good"

[Junior Soprano]

Junior thought to himself for a moment. "Well, then how should it go down? I don't see how this'll get him to confess anything. I wanna get something out of this other than pure enjoyment."

[Tony Soprano]

Tony thought for a moment. "Guess I was only thinking embarrassment for the moment" He laughed. "What about your guy over in Queens...The private detective. Maybe you can get him on Ralph's tail, some shit like that"

[Junior Soprano]

He nodded. "I guess that would be a start. I'll speak with him."

[Tony Soprano]

"Thanks" Tony said, smiling slightly. The wind blew his hair back as they traveled along the wide road. He nudged a button on the side and it closed, cutting off the wind from him. "I'm sorry about earlier...With the water. Ive just been under alot of stress lately."

[Junior Soprano]

"It's fine. Not like I'm gonna die without it." he said, looking out his window. Junior turned to Tony. "How's the daughter? I'm sorry to hear about what happened."

[Tony Soprano]

"Couple of broken ribs, few scratches...Nothing that wont heal in a week, but Carm wont see it that way. She's gonna fuckin' freak when she hears what happened."

[Junior Soprano]

"She doesn't know yet?" he asked. "Well the wounds may heal, but psychologically...just make sure she's all there." He turned and looked back out his window.

[Tony Soprano]

Tony nodded at his statement. "Carm's on a trip to Rome, with Rosalie Aprile. You know how she feels about cell phones, too"