Michael was having an excellent afternoon with Jerry & Vito. The three of them had a lot of hard work, but they enjoyed being with each other.
Michael: *With Vito, and Jerry, working on a Cadillac* We've had to work on 15 cars so far. Vito: We could beat our record of 16. Jerry: Time to grab a drink. Ты guys want anything? Michael: *Gives Jerry a dollar* I'm going for a Gatorade. Vito: Get me a water as well. Jerry: Okay. *Walks to the water cooler, and vending machine* Michael: Oh, can Ты get me a spark plug from the back room? Vito: *Nods, and walks away*
Harlan walked into the apartment, feeling very pleased with himself.
Harlan: Another spectacular день of railroading complete. Jerry: *Walks in with Vito* Vito: Finally, our employment problem is over. Harlan: Where are Ты guys working now? Jerry: Mike's Autoshop? Harlan: Never heard of it. Vito: It's only a couple of blocks from here. Jerry: The owner is a hedgehog. Harlan: Oh. Vito: We start tomorrow.
The Далее day.
Michael: *Watching Vito & Jerry walk into the shop* Mornin' fellas. You're early. Jerry: What are we doing first? Michael: Can Ты work on the Subaru? I already placed it on the lift for...
Narrator: Vito somehow convinced the manager to allow the three of us to stay in The Ink House for the entire two months we went hiding in Zinfandel. It was time for us to head back to San Franciscolt. We would be hiding right under the noses of the mob. Our apartment was on Cora Street. Harlan got a job in Alameda working for the Southern Pacific as an engineer. He quickly gained experience while me and Vito worked at 7-11. Vito: *Mopping the floor* How the hell do so many ponies drink lots of coffee within half an hour? Jerry: It's a nightmare. Boss: Hey, less talking and еще working....