Tony Sirico: We've reached the final round of the Bensonhurst Italian Spelling Bee.
Tony Sirico: In just a few minutes, one of these little Scungio's will be king of the neighborhood. Or queen.
Lorraine Bracco: [inaudible] If you should be so lucky to win, your prize is gonna be a beautiful meatball Parmesan from the Spumoni Gardens.
Tony Sirico: [kissing sound] Michael, you're up.
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Mark Consuelos: Why is he wearing a track suit, and he's wearin' a big chain.
Kelly Ripa: Shh!
Tony Sirico: Your word is mutzadel.
Michael Consuelos: Mutzadel. Can you use it in a sentence, please?
Lorraine Bracco: Jimmy, can you put some more mutzadel on my pizza before I smack ya?
Michael Consuelos: Mutzadel. M-U-T-Z-A-D-E-L, mutzadel.
Tony Sirico: That's correct!
Lorraine Bracco: Woo!
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Mark Consuelos: That was wrong.
Kelly Ripa: What? That's how Italians spell mutzadel.
Mark Consuelos: That's not even how Italians say it. It's mozzarella.
Lorraine Bracco: Anthony, please step forward.
Tony Sirico: Your word is brahjzoot.
Mark Consuelos: What?
Robert Crystal: Can I have the origin of the word?
Lorraine Bracco: The origin of the word is from Borough Park in Brooklyn.
Robert Crystal: Brahjzoot. B-R
Mark Consuelos: I think that man's trying to say prosciutto.
Robert Crystal: A-H
Robert Crystal: J-Z-O-O-T. Brahjzoot.
Mark Consuelos: That wasn't even close.
Kelly Ripa: This is their culture!
Tony Sirico: Antoinette, you're next. Your word, little Snooki, is madanad.
Alexa Barino: Can I have the definition, please?
Lorraine Bracco: Madanad is the stuff your mother cooks for five hours every Sunday.
Alexa Barino: Madanad. M-A-D-A
Mark Consuelos: All right, I'm gonna, I'm gonna say something.
Kelly Ripa: Please, don't.
Alexa Barino: N-A-D. Madanad.
Tony Sirico: That's right!
Mark Consuelos: There is no "D" in marinara.
Kelly Ripa: You know, as sexy as you are, when you say marinara it makes my skin crawl.
Mark Consuelos: Excuse me!
Kelly Ripa: [Gasp] I don't know you.
Mark Consuelos: I'm sorry, but this is all wrong.
Lorraine Bracco: What?
Tony Sirico: You got a problem?
Mark Consuelos: No! No, I, I'm Michael's father, the, the kid with the headband and the tracksuit. You're spelling all these words they're just, they're just wrong.
Tony Sirico: Oh? See, this guy sittin' in the audience, who doesn't look an ounce Italian, has got a problem with the way we spell the words that my grandfather brought here from Sicily?!
Mark Consuelos: No, no, it's just that my son...
Lorraine Bracco: Nobody asked you your opinion! What's wrong with you?!
Mark Consuelos: Look, I don't, I don't want any problems. We, we, we just wanna...
Lorraine Bracco: We?! 'Scuse me, lady, you wit' him?
Kelly Ripa: No. I don't know this stunad. [smacks arm]
Mark Consuelos: Okay, look, it's just that it's...
Tony Sirico: I got an idea. If you don't like what you see, I can get my friends Pauly and Carmine over here to take you outside and, uh, see if they can change your mind.
Mark Consuelos: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down!
Michael Consuelos: Dad! Stop messin' around! He's really cool you guys. He's got some big stugas talkin' to you guys that way, huh?
Tony Sirico: You was kiddin'?
Mark Consuelos: Oh, yeah! Are you kiddin' me?
Tony Sirico: [Laughs]
Mark Consuelos: Yeah!
Mark Consuelos: Pasta fazul!
Lorraine Bracco: Good for you! You was real funny!
Tony Sirico: Like Ray Ramano. I like you!
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Lorraine Bracco: [Laughs] Okay, where were we?
Tony Sirico: The next word is sangwitch.