Henry, narrating about Paulie "protecting" Sonny.
Q. "I know you're waitin' for a table."
(Juventus: you're right--it's 519.)

Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu,
E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu...
E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu
Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.