You're doing a heck of job, little brown person

Yessiree, when old Bushwick gets that beady "and your name is...?" look in his eye, you can read the handwriting written in shit on the bathroom wall. Little Fredo is out on his round little ass. Funny how the torture didn't get him, and the wiretapping didn't get him, and ripping the shit out of the Constitution didn't get him. I don't know why everybody's so fucking worried about a few useless fucking weaselly lawyers. I seem to recall shooting one in the face and nobody gave a shit. That was me, wasn't it? I was so fucking drunk, who remembers. Anyway, ciao, Four Eyes. Don't let Harriet bang you on the ass on your way out.