March 8, 1983

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 thêm working.
Vito: And a good morning to bạn too. *Cleaning his mop* I'm starting to regret this.
Jerry: I am too. Harlan's lucky. He's doing what he wants to do.

Let's check on Harlan.

Harlan: *Slowly pushing flatcars under a crane*
SP ngựa con, ngựa, pony 39: Stop!
Harlan: *Stops the train*
SP Pony: Very good. Now load the containers.
máy trục, cần cẩu Pony: *Picks up a container, and slowly lowers it onto one of Harlan's cars*

Later that evening

Vito: Do bạn think bạn could talk to someone for us, and get us jobs on your railroad?
Harlan: I'll see what I can do. In the meantime, how's 7-11 treating you?
Jerry: Lousy.
Vito: At least the family hasn't found us yet. I might sell all of our súng if this keeps up.
Jerry: *Chuckles* That's a surprise.
Vito: bạn don't think I can do it?
Jerry: I tried getting bạn to sell those súng last year, but bạn refused!
Harlan: bạn were the same way with your Buick according to Jerry.
Vito: I wish I still had that car. The AMC I got still has an engine from a Buick, but it's not as good as the one I had.
Harlan: I think I'm ready to buy a car while listening to bạn talk. I'm tired of riding the bus.
Vito: Don't get an AMC.
Jerry: Ignore him Harlan. bạn can get whatever bạn want.

2 B Continued