An old Italian man is dying. He calls his grandson to his bedside. " Guido, I wanna' you lissina me. I wan' you to take-a my chrome plated .38 revolver so you will always remember me.” "But grandpa, I really don't like guns. How about you leave me your Rolex watch instead?" "You lissina me, boy. Somma day you gonna be runna da business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big-a home and maybe a couple of bambinos. Somma day you gonna come-a home and maybe finda you wife inna bed with another man.” "Whatta you gonna do then? Pointa to you watch at him and say, 'Time's up?”