mikes mom :

worms dad :

"...I put me and Mike put us into a scam a day on all the young aristocrats we went to school with... Mikey didn't say a fuckin' word. No one had ever stood up for me like that before."

When Mike goes to jail, Lester (formally "Worm") Murphy decides to not let that sacrifice go to waste and cleans up his act... Mostly. Currently he's on the verge of flunking out of law school with a mountain of debt, equal parts student and gambling, all coalessed by Grama. Micheal McDermott comes out of jail at just the wrong time for him.

"Hey Worm, (my names is Les, Mike.) Whatever- listen, you find the games, I mop 'em up, It'll be just like old times!"

"Fucking hell Les, can you do me a favor and TRY to look innocent? My ass is out on the line for you."

"YOUR ass?? Remind me Mr. McDermott, which one of us is getting thrown in the slammer for the second time if we fuck this up?"

Mike graduated law school top of his class, passed the bar with flying colors, and with the help of a few favors from Gene and Petrovsky, the McDermott law office is one of the most prestigious defense firms in all of New York. Mike would almost be set for life if it weren't for his newest client having a personal history with him that makes this next case so complicated...

"Worm, this is the biggest gamble I've taken since KGB. I could loose my license over this."

"I know, Mikey, and I'm sorry, okay? I may be guilty of a lot of shit but not this. You've gotta believe me."

When Worm was released from prison, Grama was right there to swoop him up and force him into an "internship" to work off his debt. Stuck as his lackey, when Grama's whorehouses get busted by the cops and raided for drugs, Worm is stuck holding the bag. Or at least, that's his story anyway. Now the only issue is to convince the court.