Mike: "Clemenza promised the Rosato brothers three territories in the Bronx after he died. You took over and then you didn't give it to them." Frankie: " I welched." Mike: "You welched?" Frankie: "Yeah, Clemenza promised them ugatos, me scusate. Clemenza promised them nothing. He hated those son of a bithes more than i do." Mike: "Frankie, they feel cheated." Frankie: "Michael, you're sitting high up in the Sierra Mountains... And you're drinking.. a.. What is he drinking Cicci?" Cicci: " Champagne" Frankie: "Champagne, champagne cocktails. And you're passing judgment on how i run my family"