(GUNSHOTS)
(IN SICILIAN) They've killed the boy! They've killed young Paolo!
They've killed your son Paolo!
Murderers!
My son...
All my respect, Don Ciccio.
You killed my husband because he wouldn't give in to you.
And his oldest son Paolo...
...because he swore revenge.
But Vito is only nine, and dumb-witted.
- He never speaks. - It's not his words I'm afraid of.
He's weak. He couldn't hurt anyone.
But when he grows, he'll grow strong.
Don't worry. This little boy can't do a thing to you.
When he's a man, he'll come for revenge.
I beg you, Don Ciccio, spare my only son.
He's all I have left.
I swear to God he'll never do you any harm. Spare him!
No.
Vito, run! Move and I'll kill him!
Run, Vito!
Kill him!
Any family who hides the boy Vito Andolini will regret it!
You understand?
Take care and listen to what I'm saying.
(THEY REPEAT THE WARNING)
Vito, we're praying for you!
If anyone is hiding the boy Vito Andolini,
turn him over to us.
Don Ciccio will thank you for it!
Lt'll be better for the boy, and better for you!
Any family who hides the boy Vito Andolini will regret it!
(EXCITED CHATTER IN MANY LANGUAGES)
Nurse.
Money?
Interpreter!
Where are you from?
- What is your name? - Maria.
What is your name?
Come on, son. What is your name?
Vito Andolini from Corleone.
Corleone. Vito Corleone.
OK, over there.
Next.
Tell him he has smallpox. Quarantine three months.
(SHE TRANSLATES)
Vito Corleone!
Here he is. This is him.
(HE SINGS QUIETLY IN SICILIAN)
Did you bring the car keys?
Laurie! Laurie!
Mama!
- Look who's here. - Father Carmelo.
- This is Father Carmelo. - I'm Merle Johnson.
Mama!
- Here I am. - Constanzia, after one week?
I sent the car to the airport last week to pick you up.
It was chaos. Anyway, here I am, just one week late. This is for my mama!
- What is this? - You remember Merle?
Hello. How are you? Thank you.
Where's Michael? I've got to talk to him and I can't wait on line.
You go see your children first.
Then you worry about waiting on line to see your brother. Like everybody else.
(FANFARE)
Ladies and gentlemen...
A most distinguished guest would like to say a few words.
Please welcome Senator Pat Geary of the State of Nevada.
And there is Mrs Geary.
Thank you very much.
This is a very, very happy day for me and my wife Mrs Geary.
We see Nevada far too seldom.
But today we can join with old friends, we can make new friends,
and we help celebrate a young man's First Communion.
And also to thank that boy's family for a magnificent contribution to the State.
I have here in my hand a cheque made out to the university,
and it is a magnificent endowment in the name of...
...Anthony Vito Corleone.
The cheque is signed by that young man's parents,
whom I think we should recognise.
Mike, Pat, Kay - stand up, please. Let the folks see you!
Folks, I want you to join me
in giving a real Nevada thank you to Mr and Mrs Michael Corleone!
We also have, as a special added attraction, the Sierra Boys Choir,
who have chosen a certain special song and a special arrangement
to honour their host, Mr Michael Corleone.
Boys.
(CHOIR SINGS "MR WONDERFUL")
The plaque.
OK, fellows, did you get that one?
OK, that's good.
Now, Senator, just you and Mrs Corleone.
My lawyer Tom Hagen. Senator Geary.
He arranged everything through your man Turnbull.
- Yes, yes. - Sit down.
I thought that you and I would talk alone.
I trust these men with my life, Senator. To ask them to leave would be an insult.
Well, it's perfectly all right with me,
but I am a blunt man and I intend to speak very frankly to you.
Maybe more frankly than anyone in my position has ever talked to you before.
The Corleone family has done well in Nevada.
You own, or control, two major hotels in Vegas,
and one in Reno. The licences were grandfathered in,
so there was no problem with the Gaming Commission.
Now my sources tell me
that you plan to make a move against the Tropigala.
They tell me that, within a week, you're going to move Klingman out.
Quite an expansion. However, it will leave you with a little technical problem.
The licence will still be in Klingman's name.
- Turnbull is a good man. - Yeah, well, let's cut out the bullshit.
I don't want to spend more time here than I have to. You can have the licence.
The price is 250,000 dollars.
Plus five per cent of the gross monthly,
of all four hotels, Mr Corleone.
The price for the licence is less than 20,000 dollars, right?
That's right.
- Why would I pay more than that? - Because I intend to squeeze you.
I don't like your kind of people.
I don't like to see you come out to this clean country in oily hair,
dressed up in those silk suits
and try to pass yourselves off as decent Americans.
I'll do business with you, but the fact is that I despise your masquerade,
the dishonest way you pose yourself and your whole fucking family.
Senator...
...we're both part of the same hypocrisy.
But never think it applies to my family.
All right, all right.
Some people have to play little games. You play yours.
Let's say that you'll pay me because it's in your interest.
I want your answer and the money by noon tomorrow. One more thing.
Don't you contact me again, ever.
From now on you deal with Turnbull. Open that door, son.
Senator, you can have my answer now if you like.
My offer is this:
Nothing.
Not even the fee for the gaming licence, which I would like you to put up.
Good afternoon, gentlemen.
Ladies! I didn't know you were out here.
- Honey, we have to go. - Really? I'm sorry.
- It's been delightful. - It was our pleasure.
It was wonderful talking to you.
Fredo! Fredo, you son-of-a-bitch, you look great!
Frank Pentangeli! I thought you was never coming out west, you big bum!
I've got to check on my boys.
- What's with the food here? - What's the matter?
A kid gives me a Ritz cracker with chopped liver and says "canapés".
I said, "Can of peas, my ass. That's a Ritz cracker and chopped liver!"
Bring out the peppers and sardines!
Seeing you reminds me of New York in the old days!
You remember Willi Cicci, who was with old man Clemenza in Brooklyn?
We were all upset about that. Heart attack, huh?
No, that was no heart attack.
That's what I'm here to see your brother Mike about.
- But what's with him? - What do you mean?
Do I have to get a letter of introduction to get a sit-down?
- You can't get in to see Mike? - He's got me waiting in a lobby!
- Johnny Ola. - Al Neri.
- Do you know my lawyer Tom Hagen? - I remember Tom from the old days.
Rocco...
- What's this? - It's an orange from Miami.
Take care of Johnny's men. They look like they might be hungry. Johnny?
Tom won't stay. He only handles specific areas of the business.
Sure, Mike.
- What are you drinking, Johnny? - Anisette.
- If you need anything, I'll be outside. - Just tell Rocco we're waiting, Tom.
- I just left Mr Roth in Miami. - How is his health?
It's not good.
Can I do anything or send anything?
He appreciates your concern, Michael, and your respect.
That casino...
Registered owners: Jacob Lawrence, Allan Barclay. Beverly Hills attorneys.
The real owners are the old Lakeville Road group and our friend in Miami.
Klingman runs it and owns a piece of it too, but I've been instructed to tell you
that if you move him out, our friend in Miami will go along.
It's very kind of him. Tell him it's greatly appreciated.
Hyman Roth always makes money for his partners.
One by one, our old friends are gone.
Death - natural or not -
prison, deported...
Only Hyman Roth is left, because he always made money for his partners.
I can't believe it! Out of 30 professional musicians there isn't one Italian!
Let's have a tarantella!
You! Up, up, up!
Questa mano!
What the hell have we here?
- I'll see my sister alone. - It concerns me too. May I stay?
How are you, honey? You've met Merle, he was with me in Vegas.
- I saw him with you. - Could I have a drink?
Al, please get him a drink!
We're going to Europe. I'd like to book passage on the Queen.
Why don't you go to a travel agent?
We're getting married first.
The ink on your divorce isn't dry yet, and you're getting married?
You see your children on weekends.
Your oldest boy was picked up in Reno for a theft you don't even know about.
You fly around the world with men who use you!
- You're not my father! - So why come to me?
I need money.
Connie, Connie, Connie...
I want to be reasonable with you.
Why don't you stay with the family?
You can live on the estate with your kids.
You won't be deprived of anything.
I don't know this Merle. I don't know what he does or what he lives on.
Tell him marriage is out of the question and you don't want to see him anymore.
He'll understand, believe me.
Connie.
If you don't listen to me, and marry this man...
...you'll disappoint me.
- Famiglia! - Cent' anni!
What's "Chen dannay"?
"Cent' anni." It means 100 years.
It means we should all live happily for 100 years. The family.
- It would be true if my father were alive. - Connie.
Hey...
Merle, you've met my sister-in-law Deanna.
- Fredo's wife. - My pleasure.
(SICILIAN) With all respect, I didn't come here to eat dinner.
I know, I know.
- I just want to dance! - You're falling all over the floor.
You're just jealous because he's a real man!
- I'm going to belt you right in the teeth. - You couldn't belt your mama!
These Dagos are crazy when it comes to their wives.
Michael says that if you can't take care of this, I have to.
- I think you'd better. - Never marry a Wop.
They treat their wives like shit! I didn't mean to say Wop. Don't!
What are you doing to me, you big slob? Help!
Fredo!
- I can't control her, Mikey. - You're my brother, don't apologise.
Clemenza promised the Rosato brothers three territories after he died.
- You took over and didn't give it to them. - I welched.
Clemenza promised them lu cazzo. He promised them nothing.
- He hated them more than I do. - Frankie, they feel cheated.
You're sitting up in the Sierra Mountains and you're drinking...
- What's he drinking? - Champagne.
...Champagne cocktails, and passing judgement on how I run my family.
(SICILIAN) Your family is still called Corleone...
...and you should always respect the family affairs.
My family doesn't eat here, doesn't eat in Las Vegas, and doesn't eat in Miami
with Hyman Roth!
You're a good old man, and I like you.
You were loyal to my father for years.
The Rosato brothers are taking hostages.
They spit right in my face, all because they're backed up by that Jew in Miami.
I know. That's why I don't want them touched.
- Not touched? - No, I want you to be fair with them.
You want me to be fair with them? How can you be fair to animals?
Tom, listen. They recruit spics, they recruit niggers.
They do violence in their grandmothers' neighbourhoods!
And everything with them is whores! And junk, dope!
And they leave the gambling to last.
I want to run my family without you on my back. I want those Rosatos dead!
- No. - Morte.
I have business that's important with Hyman Roth. I don't want it disturbed.
Then you give your loyalty to a Jew before your own blood.
You know my father did business with Hyman Roth. He respected him.
Your father did business with Hyman Roth, he respected Hyman Roth,
but he never trusted Hyman Roth
or his Sicilian messenger boy Johnny Ola.
You'll have to excuse me. I'm tired, and I'm a little drunk!
I want everybody here to know, there's not going to be no trouble from me!
Don Corleone.
Cicci, the door.
You want him to leave now?
Let him go back to New York. I've already made my plans.
The old man had too much wine.
It's late.
How's the baby?
- Sleeping inside me. - Does it feel like a boy?
Yes, it does, Michael.
Kay?
I'm sorry about all the people today. Bad timing.
It couldn't be helped, though.
It made me think of what you once told me.
"In five years the Corleone family will be completely legitimate."
That was seven years ago.
I know. I'm trying, darling.
Did you see this?
Why are the drapes open?
Kay, are you all right?
- Are you hit? - No.
It's all right.
(ALARMS BLARE)
Stop! Stop!
Halt!
They're still on the property. Please stay inside.
- Keep them alive. - We'll try.
Alive!
Stay by the door.
Yeah, come in.
- Mike, are you all right? - Yeah.
There's a lot I can't tell you, Tom.
And I know that's upset you in the past.
You felt it was because of some lack of trust or confidence.
But it's because I admire you and love you,
that I kept things secret from you.
Now you're the only one I can trust.
Fredo?
Well, he's got a good heart.
But he's weak and he's stupid, and this is life and death.
Tom, you're my brother.
I always wanted to be thought of as a brother by you, Mikey. A real brother.
I know that.
You're going to take over.
You're going to be the Don.
If what I think has happened, has happened, I'm leaving here tonight.
I give you complete power. Over Fredo and his men. Rocco, Neri, everyone.
I'm trusting you with the lives of my wife and my children, the future of this family.
- If we catch them, will we find out...? - We won't catch them.
Unless I'm very wrong, they're dead already.
They were killed by somebody close to us.
Inside. Very, very frightened that they botched it.
You don't think that Rocco and Neri had something to do with this?
See... All our people are businessmen.
Their loyalty is based on that.
One thing I learned from Pop...
...was to try to think as people around you think.
On that basis, anything is possible.
Mike, they're dead! Right outside my window!
I want to get out of here. They're lying there dead!
Over here! There's two of them.
Looks like they were hired out of New York. I don't recognise them.
Won't get anything out of them now.
Fish them out.
Get rid of the bodies.
- Where's Mike? - Rocco.
Anthony, everything is going to be all right. Try to sleep.
- Did you like your party? - I got lots of presents.
I know. Did you like them?
Yeah. I didn't know the people who gave them to me.
Well, they were friends.
- Did you see my present for you? - It was on my pillow.
I'm going to be leaving very early tomorrow.
- Will you take me? - No, I can't, Anthony.
- Why do you have to go? - I have to do business.
I could help you.
I know. Some day you will.
Get some sleep.
(LIVELY SINGING IN SICILIAN FROM AUDIENCE)
(SICILIAN) She's really beautiful. You've got to see her.
Wait till you see her. Words can't describe her.
I left Naples. I left Mama.
For a no-good tramp!
Now I am in America, in New York.
Alone! Thinking of my mother.
Without news from home.
Finally, a letter from Naples!
Vito, how do you like my angel? Isn't she beautiful?
She's very beautiful.
To you, she's beautiful. For me, there's only my wife and son.
Our dear mother...
...is dead!
Mama! Mama mia!
(HE SINGS IN SICILIAN)
We'll go backstage later and take her to eat.
Sit down, you bum!
Excuse me, Don Fanucci.
We'll go see her backstage.
Who was that?
The Black Hand.
That's Fanucci, the Black Hand.
We'll talk about it tomorrow.
Tomorrow! Always tomorrow!
You'll pay me today!
Let's go.
Not my daughter! Let her go!
Take all my money!
Vito, come on.
I know what you're thinking. You don't know how things are.
Fanucci is with the Black Hand. Everybody pays him.
- Even my father in the grocery store. - He's Italian?
Why does he bother other Italians?
He knows that nobody protects them. Forget that. Did you like my angel?
If you're happy, I'm happy.
Don't you feel well?
Is your boss treating you all right?
Forget it.
(SOMETHING HITS WINDOW)
Hey, you speak Italian?
Hide this for me! Next week I'll come and get it!
Greetings, Abbandando. Meet my nephew.
How's business?
It's good, it's good.
Fanucci says the neighbourhood is getting sloppy.
People don't pay on time and don't pay the full amount.
Says he's been too nice to everyone.
So Fanucci is changing?
Sure. He wants double from everybody.
Even from my father.
I'm a friend, right? So you'll let him work here?
Vito...
I've got some bad news.
I feel rotten having to tell you this.
Fanucci... He's got a nephew.
And you have to give him my job.
You've always been good to me ever since I came here.
You looked after me like a father.
I thank you.
And I won't forget it.
Vito!
Oh, no!
Take this to your family.
Thanks, but please, I can't accept.
What a nice pear!
I'm Clemenza. You still have my goods?
Did you look inside?
I'm not interested in things that don't concern me.
A friend of mine has a nice rug. Maybe your wife would like it.
Sure she would, but who has money for a rug?
It would be a present. I know how to return a favour.
Yeah, sure.
My wife would like it.
That son-of-a-bitch! He isn't home.
Damn. He didn't even leave the key.
Well, he won't mind.
Come on in.
Hey, Vito, come on in!
- This is your friend's place? - Yes.
- This is a real palace. - One of the best.
Vito, give me a hand.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)
(BABY WAILS)
Look how pretty it is, Santino!
Come on in.
It's all right. Hyman's in there.
- Would you like a tuna sandwich? - No, thank you.
(TV)... pick up by Holden. Second and eight for S. C...
- Mr Roth? - Come in, Michael.
Sit down, make yourself comfortable.
It's almost over.
- Do you follow the football game? - Not for a while I haven't.
I enjoy watching football in the afternoon.
One of the things I love about this country. Baseball too.
Ever since Arnold Rothstein fixed the World Series in 1919.
I heard you had some trouble.
Stupid.
People behaving like that with guns.
The important thing is you're all right.
Good health is the most important thing.
More than success, more than money.
More than power.
(TURNS VOLUME UP)
I came here because there's going to be more bloodshed.
I wanted you to know, so another war won't start.
Nobody wants another war.
Frank Pentangeli asked my permission to get rid of the Rosato brothers.
When I refused he tried to have me killed. He was stupid, I was lucky.
I'll visit him soon.
The important thing is that nothing interferes with our plans for the future.
Nothing is more important.
- You're a wise and considerate man. - And you're a great man, Mr Roth.
- There's much I can learn from you. - Whatever I can do to help, Michael.
- Excuse me. Lunch. - Come in.
- Thank you, my dear. - You're going to break your eardrums.
- Enjoy it. - Thank you.
You're young, I'm old and sick.
What we'll do in the next few months will make history.
It's never been done before.
Not even your father would dream that such a thing could be possible.
Frank Pentangeli is a dead man. You don't object?
He's small potatoes.
What's up?
We got company?
- What's going on? - Michael Corleone is here.
- Where is he? - He's in your den. You better hurry.
He's been waiting for half an hour.
Is something wrong?
I wish you would have let me know you were coming.
- I could have prepared something. - I didn't want you to know.
- You heard what happened? - I almost died. We were so relieved...
In my home!
In my bedroom where my wife sleeps!
Where my children come to play.
In my home.
I want you to help me take my revenge.
Michael, anything. What can I do?
Settle these troubles with the Rosato brothers.
I don't understand. I don't...
I don't have your brain for big deals. But this is a street thing.
That Hyman Roth in Miami. He's backing up those sons-of-bitches.
- I know he is. - So why ask me to lay down to them?
It was Hyman Roth that tried to have me killed.
I know it was him.
Jesus Christ, Mike.
Jesus Christ, let's get them all. Now while we've got the muscle.
This used to be my father's old study.
It's changed.
I remember there used to be a big desk here.
I remember when I was a kid. We had to be quiet when we played near here.
I was very happy that this house never went to strangers.
First Clemenza took it over. Now you.
My father taught me many things here. He taught me in this room.
He taught me, "Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer".
If Hyman Roth sees that I interceded in this, in the Rosato brothers' favour,
he'll think his relationship with me is still good.
That's what I want him to think.
I want him relaxed and confident in our friendship.
Then I'll be able to find out who the traitor in my family was.
(PHONE RINGING)
- Yeah? - Fredo, this is Johnny Ola.
- We need some more help. - Johnny?
Jesus Christ, what the hell time is it?
- Who's that, honey? - Listen good, Fredo.
Why are you calling me? I don't want to talk to you.
Pentangeli is going to accept the Rosato brothers' deal.
- Oh, God. - Will he come alone?
I don't know. You've got me in deep enough already.
Everything will be all right. Pentangeli says he's willing to make a deal.
All we want to know is if he's on the level, or if he'll bring his boys.
You lied to me. I don't want you to call me anymore.
- Your brother won't find out we talked. - I don't know what you're talking about.
- Who was that? - Wrong number.
- Frankie, I've got nobody here. - Wait in the car, Cicc'.
- Frankie. - That's OK, Cicc'.
- What's this? - A lucky C note for our new deal.
Ritchie. Give us a taste.
We were all real happy about your decision, Frankie.
- You won't regret it. - I don't like the C note, Rosato.
I take that as an insult.
Michael Corleone says hello!
Close the door!
Your friend the cop...
Hey, Ritch. It's dark in here. Are you open or closed?
I just came in to clean up a little, you know?
What's the matter?
- Is that something on the floor? - Carmine, not here! Anthony!
You open this bar and I'll blow your head in!
Freddy, it's good to see you.
- How is he? - He's OK. He's in the back.
Girls, take a hike.
In this room here.
- I want to talk to him alone first. - Come on.
I thought I could help you, Senator.
Hagen?
- Listen, I did not... - It's all right.
- I didn't do anything. - It's OK. You're very lucky.
My brother Fredo operates this place. He was called before anyone.
Had this happened some place else, we couldn't have helped you.
When I woke up, I was on the floor.
- And I don't know how it happened. - You can't remember?
I passed out.
Just a game. Jesus.
Jesus, Jesus!
Jesus God!
God!
I don't know, and I don't understand why I can't remember.
Doesn't matter, just do as I say.
Put in a call to your office. Explain that you'll be there tomorrow.
You decided to spend the night at Michael Corleone's house in Tahoe.
- As his guest. - I do remember that she was laughing.
We'd done it before, and I know that I could not have hurt that girl.
This girl has no family. Nobody knows that she worked here.
It'll be as though she never existed.
All that's left is our friendship.
- Yes? - Sorry, but we're not to let you through.
- I'm just going to the market. - We'll pick up anything you want.
- Whose orders are these? - Mr Hagen's. He's coming.
I'll speak to him.
I wanted to explain, but I had business in Carson City.
It's Michael's request for your safety. We'll get anything you need.
- So I'm supposed to stay in my house? - No, within the compound will be fine.
- We were going to New England. - That's off.
- Am I a prisoner? - That's not how we see it, Kay.
Come on, kids. We're going back to the house.
Joe.
(MUSIC: SINGING IN SPANISH)
Cuba, Cuba!
Most respected gentlemen.
Welcome to Havana.
I want to thank this distinguished group of American industrialists...
...for continuing to work with Cuba...
...for the greatest period of prosperity...
...in her entire history.
Mr William Shaw...
...representing the General Fruit Company.
Messrs Corngold and Dant...
...of United Telephone and Telegraph Company.
Mr Petty...
...regional Vice President of the Pan American Mining Corporation.
Mr Robert Allen of South American Sugar.
Mr Michael Corleone of Nevada...
...representing our associates in tourism and leisure activities.
And my old friend and associate from Florida...
...Mr Hyman Roth.
I would like to thank United Telephone and Telegraph for their Christmas gift.
A solid gold telephone.
Perhaps you gentlemen would like to look at it.
- Mr President? - Yes?
Could you discuss the rebel activity and what this can mean to our businesses?
- Of course. - Heavy stuff.
I assure you that, although the rebels have mounted a campaign in Las Villas...
...my staff indicates with assurance that we'll drive them out of Santa Clara
before the New Year.
I want to put you all at ease.
We will tolerate no guerrillas in the casinos or the swimming pools.
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
He said that they're making an arrest, and in a few minutes he'll let us through.
Johnny...
It's nothing. Just some lousy bandits. The police are cleaning them up.
Viva Fidel!
I hope my age is correct. I'm always accurate about my age.
Make sure that everybody sees the cake before we cut it.
I'm very pleased...
...you're all able to come from such distances to be with me today.
When a man comes to this point in his life...
...he wants to turn over the things he's been blessed with.
Turn them over to friends, as a reward for the friends he's had...
...and to make sure that everything goes well after he's gone.
- Not for years. - Hear, hear!
We'll see. The doctors would disagree, but what do they know?
These are wonderful things that we've achieved in Havana,
and there's no limit to where we can go from here.
This kind of government knows how to help business, to encourage it.
The hotels here are bigger and swankier than any of the joints in Vegas.
We can thank our friends in the Cuban government,
which has put up half the cash with the Teamsters, on a dollar for dollar basis,
and has relaxed restrictions on imports.
What I'm saying is that we have now what we have always needed:
Real partnership with a government.
Smaller piece.
You all know Michael Corleone and we all remember his father.
At the time of my retirement, or death,
I turn over all my interests in the Havana operation to his control.
But, all of you will share.
The Nacionale will go to the Lakeville Road Boys,
the Capri to the Corleone family,
the Sevilla Biltmore also,
but Eddie Levine will bring in the Pennino brothers, Dino and Eddie, for a piece
and to handle the casino operations.
We've saved a piece for some friends in Nevada
to make sure that things go smooth back home.
I want all of you to enjoy your cake. So, enjoy!
- Happy birthday! - L'chaim!
I saw an interesting thing happen today.
A rebel was being arrested by the military police.
Rather than be taken alive, he exploded a grenade he had in his jacket.
He killed himself and took a captain of the command with him.
- Those rebels are lunatics. - Maybe so.
But it occurred to me that the soldiers are paid to fight, the rebels aren't.
- What does that tell you? - They can win.
This country has had rebels for 50 years. It's in their blood.
I know, I've been coming here since the Twenties.
We were running molasses from Havana when you were a baby.
The trucks were owned by your father.
Michael...
I'd rather we talked about this when we're alone.
The two million never got to the island.
It mustn't be known that you held back the money,
because you worried about the rebels.
Sit down, Michael. Sit down.
If I could only live to see it, to be there with you.
What I wouldn't give for 20 more years.
Here we are, protected. Free to make our profits without Kefauver,
the goddamn Justice Department and the FBI.
90 miles away, in partnership with a friendly government.
90 miles. It's nothing.
Just one small step for a man looking to be President of the United States
and having the cash to make it possible.
Michael...
...we're bigger than U.S. Steel.
Mikey, how are you? OK?
- Hi! Freddie Corleone. - Mio frati.
Jesus Christ, what a trip!
I thought, "What if somebody knows what I've got in here?"
Can you imagine that? Two million dollars on the seat next to me.
- Excuse me. - It's OK.
You want to count it?
What's going on? I'm totally in the dark.
The family is making an investment in Havana. This is a gift for the President.
That's great! Havana's great.
It's my kind of town.
- Anybody I know in Havana? - Don't know. Hyman Roth, Johnny Ola?
No. I've never met them.
Listen, Mikey, I'm kind of...
...kind of nervous from the trip. Can I get a drink or something?
I thought maybe we'd go out together.
I know a place where we can spend some time together.
Sometimes I think I should have married a woman like you did, like Kay;
have kids, have a family.
For once in my life, be more like...
...Pop.
It's not easy to be a son, Fredo. It's not easy.
Mama used to say, "You don't belong to me.
"You were left on the doorstep by gypsies".
Sometimes I think it's true.
You're no gypsy, Fredo.
Mikey... I was mad at you.
Why didn't we spend time like this before?
- You want a drink, right? - Waiter!
Por favor...
- How do you say Banana Daquiri? - Banana Daquiri.
- That's it? - That's it.
Uno Banana Daquiri...
...and a club soda.
Senator Geary flies in from Washington tomorrow with some government people.
I want you to show them a good time in Havana.
- That's my speciality, right? - Can I trust you with something?
Of course, Mike.
Later on, we're invited to the Presidential Palace to bring in the New Year.
After it's over they'll take me home in a military car - alone.
For my protection.
Before I reach my hotel, I'll be assassinated.
- Who? - Roth.
It was Roth who tried to kill me in my home.
It was Roth all along.
He acts like I'm his son, his successor.
But he thinks he'll live forever and wants me out.
- How can I help? - Just go along as if you know nothing.
- I've already made my move. - What move?
Hyman Roth won't see the New Year.
(DOCTOR SPEAKS SPANISH)
You're to take it easy, he'll be back tomorrow.
Fly in my own doctor from Miami. I don't trust a doctor who can't speak English.
- Gracias, señor. - Buenas noches.
- Honey, go to the casino. - If you're feeling better.
Feel fine.
- Play the bingo game. - OK. Nice to see you, Mr Paul.
My sixth sense tells me Fredo brought a bag full of money. Where is it?
- You're pulling out? - Just want to... Just want to wait.
- How do you feel? - Terrible.
I'd give four million to be able to take a painless piss.
- Who had Frank Pentangeli killed? - The Rosato brothers.
I know, but who gave the go-ahead?
I know I didn't.
There was this kid I grew up with. He was younger than me.
Sort of looked up to me, you know. We did our first work together.
Worked our way out of the street. Things were good.
During Prohibition we ran molasses into Canada.
Made a fortune. Your father too.
As much as anyone, I loved him and trusted him.
Later on he had an idea to build a city
out of a desert stop-over for G.I. S going to the West Coast.
That kid's name was Moe Greene
and the city he invented was Las Vegas.
This was a great man.
A man of vision and guts.
And there isn't even a plaque, signpost or statue of him in that town.
Someone put a bullet through his eye.
No one knows who gave the order.
When I heard it, I wasn't angry.
I knew Moe, I knew he was headstrong. Talking loud, saying stupid things.
So when he turned up dead, I let it go.
And I said to myself,
"This is the business we've chosen".
I didn't ask...
...who gave the order, because it had nothing to do with business.
That two million in a bag in your room...
I'm going in to take a nap.
When I wake, if the money is on the table, I know I have a partner.
If it isn't, I know I don't.
(LIVELY LATIN MUSIC)
(INTRODUCTION OVER P.A. IN SPANISH)
(SINGS IN SPANISH)
Does everybody know everybody? You know Senator Geary.
Good to see you, Mike. I'm glad to spend this time together.
Senator Payton from Florida...
...Judge DeMalco from New York...
...Senator Ream from Maryland...
...Fred Corngold from UTT.
- That Fred does a mean cha-cha-cha! - He does?
Gentlemen, it's refill time!
You might try some of the local drinks. Cuba Libre, Piña Colada...
I think I'll try one of those redheaded Yolandas...
- That you got! Con gusto... - Johnny!
You don't know my brother Fredo. Johnny Ola, Fredo.
- We never met. Johnny Ola. - Pleasure.
Gentlemen, to a night in Havana!
- Happy New Year! - Happy New Year!
- Feliz Año Nuevo! - Happy New Year.
- Hey, Freddie, why are we standing? - Everybody stands.
- It's worth it. You won't believe this. - I don't believe it already.
- 50 dollars, right? - You've got a bet, mister.
That's Superman.
Did I tell you or did I tell you?
- I don't believe it! - It's got to be fake.
It's real. That's why he's called Superman.
Hey, Freddy, where did you find this place?
Johnny Ola brought me here. I didn't believe it, but seeing is believing!
- I see it, but still don't believe it! - 50 bucks, Pat.
Roth wouldn't come go here, but Johnny knows these places!
- Watch, he'll break a cracker with it. - I want to see him break a brick!
(WAILING SIRENS)
Relax, we're taking you to the hospital.
...and you'll continue to get those.
I don't believe that President Eisenhower would ever pull out of Cuba,
while we have over one billion dollars invested in this country.
The American public believe in non-intervention...
Fredo! Where are you going?
I'm getting a real drink, because I can't...
What kept Mr Roth? I understood he was coming.
Reeves, what's the protocol? How long should we stay?
I think a half hour ought to do it. Just long enough to bring in the New Year.
(SPANISH) It's New Year's Eve! Come on, just for a minute.
There's a plane waiting to take us to Miami in an hour.
Don't make a big thing about it.
I know it was you, Fredo. You broke my heart.
You broke my heart!
Due to serious setbacks to our troops in Guantanamo and Santiago,
my position in Cuba is untenable.
I am resigning from office to avoid further bloodshed.
And I shall leave the city immediately.
I wish all of you good luck.
Salud!
Viva la revolución! Viva Fidel!
Fredo!
Come on. Come with me. It's the only way out of here tonight.
Roth is dead.
Fredo, come with me! You're still my brother.
Fredo!
I'm Pat Geary, United States Senator.
Fidel! Fidel! Fidel!
Al. Get me a wet towel.
Does Kay know I'm back?
My boy? Did you get him something for Christmas?
- I took care of it. - What was it, so I'll know.
It was a little car with an electric motor that he can ride in. It's nice.
Thank you, Al.
Fellows, could you step outside for a minute?
Where's my brother?
Roth got out on a private boat. He's in a hospital in Miami.
He had a stroke, but recovered OK. Your bodyguard is dead.
I asked about Fredo.
I think he got out. He must be somewhere in New York.
All right.
I want you to get in touch with him.
I know he's scared. Tell him everything is all right.
Tell him I know Roth misled him. That he didn't know they would try to kill me.
- They can come in now. - There was something else.
What?
What? Come on.
Kay had a miscarriage.
- Was it a boy? - At three and a half months...
Can't you give me a straight answer?! Was it a boy?
I really don't know.
(BABY CRYING)
Poor little Fredo. He's got pneumonia.
Hey...!
Va! Va! Va!
I hear that you and your friends are stealing goods.
But you don't even send a dress to my house. No respect!
You know I've got three daughters. This is my neighbourhood.
You and your friends should show me some respect.
You should let me wet my beak a little.
I hear that you and your friends made 600 dollars each.
If you give me 200 each for your own protection, I'll forget the insult.
You young punks have to learn to respect a man like me!
Otherwise the cops will come to your house. And your family will be ruined.
Of course, if I'm wrong about how much you stole, I'll take a little less.
And by less I only mean... 100 bucks less.
Don't refuse me.
Understand, paesano?
Understand, paesano?!
I understand.
My friends and I share all the money, so I have to talk to them first.
Tell your friends that I don't want a lot. Just enough to wet my beak.
Don't be afraid to tell them.
600 dollars...
- What if we don't pay? - You know his gang. Real animals.
Fanucci has Maranzalla's personal blessing to run this neighbourhood,
including the cops. We have to pay him 200 dollars each, that's it.
- Why do we have to pay him? - Vito, leave this to us.
He's one person and we're three. He's got guns and we've got guns.
Why should we give him our money?
Don't you understand? This is his turf!
I know two bookies who don't give anything to Fanucci.
Who?
Joe the Greek and Frank Pignattaro. They don't pay anything to Fanucci.
If they don't pay Fanucci, then somebody else collects for Maranzalla.
We'll pay him. It's best for everybody. Don't worry.
What I will say stays in this room.
If you agree, give me 50 bucks each to pay Fanucci.
I guarantee he'll accept what I give him.
If Fanucci says 200, he means it, Vito.
I'll reason with him.
Leave it to me.
I'll take care of everything.
I never lie to my friends.
Tomorrow both of you go and talk to Fanucci. He'll ask for the money.
Tell him you intend to pay whatever he demands. Don't argue with him.
Then I'll go and get him to agree.
Just don't get into any arguments, since he's just as clever as you are.
How can you get him to take less?
That's of no interest to you.
Just remember that I did you a favour.
- Is it a deal? - Yes.
Salut'.
His family is out of the house. Fanucci is alone in the café.
Vito, here's my 50 dollars. Buona fortuna.
Are you sure he's going to go for it?
I'll make an offer he don't refuse. Don't worry.
(MUSIC CONTINUES OUTSIDE)
It looks like there is... 100 bucks under my hat.
That's right.
Only 100 bucks.
I'm short of money right now.
I've been out of work, so just give me a little time.
You understand, don't you?
You've got balls, young man!
How come I've never heard of you?
You've got a lot of guts.
I'll find you some work that pays well.
(SLURPS)
No hard feelings, right? If I can help you, let me know.
You've done well for yourself.
Enjoy the festa!
(BRASS BAND STILL PLAYING)
In nomine Patris, et Filli et Spritus Sancti. Amen.
What have you got there?
Michael... Your father loves you very much.