Uh, as I understand it, Mr. Mayor, you were... godfather to Michael's son. Well, I... I would imagine that you were a fine steward of that position. Now, perhaps, you might be the perfect candidate to be Baby Rocco's godfather.
Jimmy: What do you want with my family? Michael: Nothing. Jimmy: Nothing? Then why get a job delivering meat to my hotel? Hmm? Come drinking at my bar, telling Carlo about Harry the Hook, and why do I keep seeing you around my children? Now, remind me. They let you out of prison early because...?
