Richie was a proud capo in a New Jersey crime family until he got pinched and went to prison for ten years. He kept his mouth shut and upheld his mafia oath. Upon release, he found out that his little brother's fat friend was head of the family, and a camel nosed scumbag was beating up on his niece, Adriana. But before he could deal with that, he had to pay a visit to his old partner Beansie, who still owed Richie money and never once visited Richie in the can. Like any reasonable person, Richie ran over him, and then ran him over again.
After the exchange, Tony confronts Richie and asks him to "back off Beansie" to which Richie replies "I did. Then I put it in drive." What a huckster!!
Richie must then deal with "camel nosed" Christopher that's been beating up his beautiful and perfect niece, Adriana. According to Richie, Christopher's nose is "so big that he can smoke a cigarette in the rain with two hands tied behind his back. What a fuckin canopy." In a true act of chivalry, Richie tells Christopher, "I'm from the old-school. You wanna raise your hand, you give her your last name. The it's none of my fuckin' business. Until then, keep your hands in your pockets. We understand each other?"
Hear that ladies? I think all women deserve a loving and protective uncle like Richie!
Now with his ducks in a row, Richie could finally make some money. Out of many viable income options, Richie chose cocaine--a timelessly safe and lucrative investment. The only problem is that that cranky boss Tony didn't appreciate Richie's entrepreneurial spirit leaking onto certain garbage routes. That lead to the following exchange:
That Tony is such a curmudgeon. Richie's just tryin to get a slice of the gabbba goo, you know what I'm sayin Guissepe? Although "Manson lamps" is the best description of creepy eyes I've heard in a long time.
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