I can't ever watch a Bogart film without thinking of SC. I can't watch Carmela Soprano without thinking of TIS. I could never watch Paulie Walnuts without thinking of Plawrence, but it was always to a lesser extent than the other two, because Plaw was so different to Paulie's character.
Nevertheless, I await the last eight episodes of The Sopranos secretly hoping Sirico's character survives the show.
And needless to say, I won't ever be able to watch a Woody Allen film again without some sort of a knowing smile.
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