Lola Glaudini credited as playing...
Agent Deborah Ciccerone
- Adriana La Cerva: Am I under arrest?
- Bureau Chief Cubitoso: Not at this time. But that can all change momentarily
- Agent Deborah Ciccerone: [while sliding the warrant across the table to her] that's a search warrant. Your office and your cocaine
- Adriana La Cerva: It's not my cocaine
- Agent Deborah Ciccerone: Really? It's not what I have you saying on tape
- Adriana La Cerva: You were fuckin taping me?
- Agent Deborah Ciccerone: If I were you, I'd put aside my hurt feelings for a while
- Adriana La Cerva: I told you shit in confidence: nothing that had anything to do with any of this shit
- Agent Deborah Ciccerone: We're offering you a way out. A chance to save your life and Christopher's life
- Adriana La Cerva: You don't give a fuck about us. You and your OBGYN doctor. You just want me and Christopher to stay together long enough so you can find shit out
- Bureau Chief Cubitoso: We understand your fiancée is moving up in the world: or down as the case may be
- Agent Dwight Harris: Problems at the Esplanade construction site
- Adriana La Cerva: Oh my God
- Bureau Chief Cubitoso: We're not asking you to wear a wire. We're not asking you to testify. We just want information
- Adriana La Cerva: [to Deborah Ciccerone] is your name even "Danielle"?
- Agent Deborah Ciccerone: [Remains silent]
- Adriana La Cerva: What if I say no?
- Bureau Chief Cubitoso: If you say no, you'll be placed under arrest and charged with possession and intent to distribute cocaine: a charge that carries with it a penalty of up to twenty-five years in prison
- Adriana La Cerva: Oh my God
- Agent Dwight Harris: After you make bail you can explain to Tony Soprano why you brought an undercover federal agent into his home during Sunday dinner
- Adriana La Cerva: Oh my God
- Agent Deborah Ciccerone: We'll probably never hear about it though. Chances are you and Christopher will just "disappear."
- Adriana La Cerva: [over the phone, angrily] five fuckin messages? Can't you take a hint? Stop fuckin calling here
- Agent Deborah Ciccerone: sweetie, don't be like that
- Adriana La Cerva: sweetie? Bullshit, you're lucky I don't rip your ass
- Agent Deborah Ciccerone: I thought we were friends?
- Adriana La Cerva: [referring to Christopher] did you take his hand off your leg? Did you?
- Agent Deborah Ciccerone: I tried
- Adriana La Cerva: [before hanging up] bullshit and don't ever fuckin call me anymore
- Adriana La Cerva: [frustrated, to Waldrup, referring to the amount of time she worked undercover] four fucking months of work