Catholic School Nun: Mr. Capone, parents are always welcome here, but you must make arrangments in advance.
Al Capone: My son is done with school for today, sister.
Catholic School Nun: Mr. Capone, we might feel differently is Sonny wasn't so far behind in his school work; his math skills are remedial, he hasn't read Treasure Island, and yesterday he recieved a D in his spelling test.
Al Capone: Yeah, well, I'm sorry about that, sister, but we still gotta be going.
Catholic School Nun: Mr. Capone, if you continue to disrupt our program in Sonny's education, we'll have no choice but to hold him back a year next spring. Mr. Capone, I don't know what you think you're doing...
[as Capone whips out a huge wad of money and starts counting out large bills]
Al Capone: I'd appreciate it if yo had a tutor sent to my house for a while, sister.
Catholic School Nun: Mr. Capone, so much is yet to be done; a chapel had been planned at St. Judes, but our funds are pitifully insufficient. Given the circumstances, I'm sure we can work out something to get Sonny tutelage at home.
[guilting Capone into counting out even more money]