“He didn’t get to be Frankie Machine by being stupid.” “He got away,” Carlo says. “Now he’s got money, he’s got an open road. We don’t know where the fuck he is; he could be anywhere.” “Chill,” Jimmy says. “One fucking phone call, I’ll know right where he is.” Carlo looks at him, impressed and skeptical at the same time. “Who you gonna call?” “Ghostbusters.”
