What'll it be...?

[Tony Soprano]

"I'll go get ya piece, Val"

*One of the goons said*

"Who said he's gonna do it?"

*Another said*

"Of course he's gonna fuckin' do it...You are gonna do it, right?"

[Dante Valentino]

*One of the goons stepped forward.*

"...what'll it be, Val?"
*They all waited for an answer.*

"...I'll...I-I'll..."

*He paused again.*
"...I'll do it..."

[Tony Soprano]

"Yea boss? He'll do it. Ok...c ya"

*He hung up the phone and handed Dante his gun*

[Dante Valentino]

*Dante felt cold.*
"...guys...you realise what i've just done? Why the fuck are you being excited about it? Ive just agreed to murder a woman and a fuckin' baby!"

*One goon stepped over to Dante and put his arm around him.*

"There ain't no goin' back now Val..."

[Tony Soprano]

"Just fuckin' do it, ya sissy"

[Dante Valentino]

"Shut the fuck up!"
*Dante cocked his gun.*

"...is she at the club?"

[Tony Soprano]

"She's your fuckin' girl"

[Dante Valentino]

*Dante rubbed his forehead.*
"O-Ok...i'll be back in two hours...and I don't want any stick about it afterwards..."

*The goons watched as he walked to the door.*

"Dio...perdonare mi...ahime..."
(God...forgive me...woe is me - Italian)
*Dante muttered as he walked through the door.*

[Tony Soprano]

"Fuckin' dick"

*The goon said after Dante had left. The others agreed*