But I do have a little surprise. Al?
Your shares in the casinos.
I've cut the red tape, so you could get your money right away.
50 million dollars!
- Not everybody gets the same. - Nothing for you...
- It depends on your investment. - Michael, this is really generous!
Wonderful!
- Parisi, how much did you invest? - I don't remember.
You're blessed.
My family has done much of the hard work, taken many risks.
All to make money for the rest of the families.
You all know Joey Zasa.
He is, I admit, an important man.
His picture is on the cover of the New York Times magazine.
He gets the Esquire Magazine award for the best-dressed gangster.
The newspapers praise him
because he hires Blacks, which shows he has a good heart.
He is famous.
Who knows? Maybe one day he'll make all of you popular.
It's true.
I make more of a bella figura. That is my nature.
But I also want to make a move into legitimate enterprises.
I'd like a little pin from the Pope.
Sure, I take the Blacks and the Spanish into my family,
because that's America.
And you guarantee that they don't deal drugs?
I don't guarantee that. I guarantee that I'll kill anybody who does.
- Let me talk to him. - Who can refuse Don Altobello?
- Joey, are you... - No!
I say to all of you: I have been treated this day with no respect.
I've earned you all money. I've made you rich and I asked for little.
Good. You will not give, so I'll take!
As for Don Corleone,
he makes it very clear to me today that he is my enemy.
You must choose between us.
No, Joey!
Michael, we could reason together.
No.
Michael, please... let's agree.
He doesn't know what he's...
No, no.
Michael, the news is everywhere.
Everyone says that you control Immobiliare.
Immobiliare is already laundering money in Peru and Nassau.
We've worked with you for 40 years. We should wet our beaks a little.
- We want to do business with you. - That's right, we've been together...
- It's a hit! Let's go! - Let's get out of here! Move!
My coat! It's my lucky coat!
It's my lucky coat!
Stay behind me!
Mikey, this way!
Zasa, you son-of-a-bitch...
Come on. We're out of here.
- You did good, Vincent. - Grazie.
The old Dons were pretty much wiped out.
The survivors made deals with Zasa.
- Altobello? - He survived.
He's with his daughters in Staten Island. He says he's going to retire in Sicily.
Joey Zasa would never pull something like this without the backing.
He's just muscle. He doesn't have the wit for that helicopter attack.
He doesn't even have the ambition to wipe out the whole Commission.
I say we hit back and take Zasa out!
Never let anyone know what you're thinking.
Let's get a message to Joey Zasa.
I respect what he's done.
The new overthrows the old. It's natural.
How can you do business with this guy?
I'm a businessman, first and foremost. I want no further conflict.
- Tell him that he can live or he can die. - Vincent, will you shut up!
That's it.
Joey Zasa...
He can't be doing this alone.
Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in.
Our true enemy has not yet shown his face.
Michael!
- Has he had his medicine? - I don't know what he took.
- I've got my wind back. - Call a doctor.
- Run, run, run! - Vincent!
Run at thunder, girl! Thunder can't hurt!
Harmless noise!
Bullshit! You deceitful old fuck!
Altobello, you fuck!
Fredo!
Oh, God! Dad!
Excuse me.
I'll call Kay.
- Good evening, sir. - Can we wait here? We'll be back soon.
Mr. Harrison, you said it was urgent. Have you come to confess your sins?
Michael Corleone has had a diabetic stroke. I wanted you to know about it.
He's in a coma. I'm here to insist the deal goes through in any event.
The Pope has not much time left.
So, as you, I am in a difficult position.
We have to ratify this deal as soon as possible.
- We have an understanding. - Good.
- I'm going to the hospital. - I'll pray for Mr. Corleone.
- Our thoughts are with Mr. Corleone. - Thank you, Father Jim.
Everything would be out in the open if Corleone dies.
Play for time, Keinszig.
A habit born of a long contemplation of eternity.
- Forget about it, Vinnie. - Why? It's a simple hit.
I'd love to smack Joey Zasa and then whack the fag. But it's impossible.
He's always with people, in front of TV cameras in his own neighborhood.
- It's not impossible. It'll work for us. - How?
Do you think he's going to let Uncle Michael survive? Would you?
He may not survive anyway.
- How would you do it? - I'd do it myself.
Do it!
- What would you need? - A couple of guys.
Hello, Michael.
It's Kay.
Kay...
I never expected you.
No, I know.
But I'm here.
- I'm glad. - You know...
I've never seen you looking so helpless.
It's not so bad, really.
I feel... I'm getting wiser now.
- Yeah. - Oh, yeah.
- The sicker you get, the wiser you get? - When I'm dead, I'll be really smart.
Michael... I want to thank you for Tony.
He's doing really well. He's gotten some very good notices,
and he'll make his operatic debut in Sicily, in Palermo this Easter, so...
So, thank you.
That's a real honor. In Sicily.
I will be there. I won't miss that.
I won't miss that.
Mary, Tony...
Go see Dad.
- Sweetheart! - Everything's going to be all right.
- Tony! - How are you doing, Pop?
Your mother told me what happened.
- About Palermo? I hope you'll be there. - Of course. Kiss me.
- Cousin Vinnie? - He's not here. Call his apartment.
- It's your cousin Mary. - Let her in.
Hi, cous. I thought I'd drop by. Is that okay?
I'll get the guys.
No, it's not okay. You shouldn't have come, Mary.
Only a couple of minutes, okay?
- You look beautiful, cous. - Thanks.
So this is your club, your hideout?
- Yeah. - I came here to check it out.
It's so strange, just me and Aunt Connie in the house.
- I feel better when I'm with you. - What's wrong, sweetheart?
- I'm scared about my father. - Don't be.
When they took him out of the ambulance, I thought he was dead.
Everybody says he's going to be better.
Don't worry.
I remember a shooting when I was little.
And one time Al Neri and other bodyguards took me and Tony away.
Is it all happening again?
Not like that, sweetie.
Then why are you hiding here? Is something going to happen to you?
Nothing's going to happen to me, cugina. We'll take care of you.
- Can I stay here and hide out with you? - Can you help me cook for the boys?
You know that I don't know how to cook, but I'll help.
Okay...
What do I do?
- I love you, cous. - I love you, too, cous.
Let us cook.
Hold me.
You in the press and the police use words like "Mafia", "Cosa Nostra".
This is a fantasy. We Italian-Americans laid the bricks that built this city.
We have Meucci, who invented the telephone.
We have Don Ameche, who played the guy who invented it.
Buy yourself a raffle ticket, maybe you'll win a Cadillac.
The salsiccia is wonderful!
Here, have a sandwich.
- Nice to see you, Mr. Zasa. - Have a nice time.
Don't forget to buy your raffle tickets.
- What are you doing? - He didn't mean it.
- Tell him you're sorry. - Okay, let's go.
Joey! How are you?
How are you, Buddy boy?
Hey, Joey Zasa! Joey, up your ass!
- Who is this? Do you know him? - Ignore him.
Who's going to win the car? The Ant?
This is what gives Italian-Americans a bad name. A cappone like this.
Joey, up your ass!
Get off the car! Do you have a raffle ticket?
Joey, take a look at my raffle ticket!
Here's what I think of you... and your raffle ticket.
Get the fuck off this car. I'll break your fucking balls.
Get out of here!
Run, Joey! You piece of shit!
Open the door!
How are you, Joe?
Zasa!
Don't ever again give that kind of order. Not while I'm alive.
Understand?
You were too sick to make a decision. I got a go-ahead from Neri and Connie.
Connie?
It was the right decision, Uncle Mike.
It was the wrong decision. I command this family!
Right or wrong...
...it was not what I wanted!
Do you understand?
Yes.
Come on, Michael.
Yes.
Good. Vincent, help me to my bed. I want to talk to you alone for a minute.
You know, I always felt responsible for you.
You know that.
Your father...
...my brother, we were opposites.
We would fight and argue. But I never doubted his love.
He would do anything for me. But his temper...
Too much. It clouded his reason.
I don't want you to make that mistake.
Also...
...he, too, had a way with women.
- Vincent... - So I hear.
What are you doing with my daughter?
What are you doing with her?
It's too dangerous.
Do you hear me?
Okay.
Vincenzo...
When they come, they'll come at what you love.
Michael, you must lead another life.
You have everything a man could desire. It's time for you to retire.
I have too much responsibility.
Immobiliare? It's too difficult now. You should really get out.
What do you know about those pezzi da novanta in Italy?
I'm too old to know anything about those new people.
I must accept my age and grow my olives and tomatoes.
- We're not that old. - But you're very ill.
Michael... Let me see what can be done.
Let me work to make your path a little easier.
- Your friendship does that always. - That makes me happy.
Joey Zasa... You were wrong about him.
I trust too much. That's always been my fault.
Michael... treachery is everywhere.
You still have your fingers on the strings, even now.
Let's see more of each other.
- Michael, in Sicily? - In Sicily.
In Sicilia.
How are you?
Don Bendino, my old friend.
I brought you here so that my old friend and protector, Don Tommasino,
could advise us.
What do you think about Altobello?
A very talented man.
He has kept the peace between our Sicilian and American friends.
The saint of reason.
A blood-bath in Atlantic City left New York a mess.
Joey Zasa at least was running a tight ship,
but with him out of the picture we must step in.
- Step back in... - Or the Chinese and Colombians will.
The Corleones left drugs, so New York is weak, and Palermo is strong.
Your enemies always get strong on what you leave behind.
Who could give the order for that massacre...
and still pressure the Vatican deal?
Only Lucchesi can reach between these two worlds.
"Our ships must all sail in the same direction"...
Italian politics have had these men for centuries. They are the true Mafia.
The Archbishop and the Vatican Bank, that's the big problem.
They're the same problem. B.J., they're connected.
The Archbishop has powerful friends.
They totally protect him.
Is there someone in the Church we can turn to?
Someone we can tell our problem to?
Cardinal Lamberto.
A wise and good man... very influential.
He will see you.
I will see this Cardinal Lamberto and see if we can work things out.
You honor your agreements, but you are dealing with crooks.
They have no honor.
My word is final.
Politics and crime, they're the same thing.
I've invited you all here to celebrate my son's debut in an opera house...
We'll play "Philadelphia".
Seven cards. Two down, four up. Deuces and one-eyed jacks are wild.
...in the opera "Cavallaria Rusticana".
- It's "Cavalleria Rusticana", Dad. - "Cavalleria".
I think I have tickets to the wrong opera. I've been in New York too long.
You will all receive tickets, so come on time.
Dad, I've got a present for you.
It comes from the town of Corleone and it's authentic Sicilian.
And... I learned it for you.
She was wonderful, beautiful. I loved her. And then she died.
My trusted bodyguard planted a bomb in my car.
She drove it before I did.
Why is such a beautiful country so violent?
History.
Mom was telling me about when your biggest worry was passing your exams.
- Yes, it was then. - I worry about you now.
Oh, Mary, you're such a warm-hearted girl. You always were.
- I love my family. - Even your cousin Vincent?
I really love him.
- He's your first cousin. - Then I love him first.
Mary, you can't see him.
Just don't see him anymore.
He's right. It's too dangerous.
Mary, you can't see him anymore.
- Not in that fashion. - No.
- Please, promise me. - No!
- Obey me on this. - No, Dad!
Mary is smart, Dad. She'll understand eventually.
Bella cugina... Tesoro mio.
- You wanted to see me? - Yeah.
I want you to do something for me. It's dangerous.
Good. I'm in. What do you need?
I want you to sell your soul to Don Altobello.
To betray me.
He'd never believe me.
- That depends. - Sit down.
I have an idea.
See if you can learn how high Altobello is connected.
Arrange a meeting.
You say how devoted you are to me. Tell him your problems.
- Ask for his help. - What problems?
That you want to run away with my daughter.
But you know that if you do, I will become your enemy.
- You know that I would never do that. - I know.
Ask Altobello to speak to me. To further the marriage.
But you're cousins, after all. Michael was always a little old-fashioned.
Say you can't belong to my legitimate world. That you want your own family.
I could straighten out what Joey Zasa left behind.
I could use your friendship to persuade him.
I would be indebted to you forever.
A Corleone knows the value of such a friend.
Then you would work for me?
Sė.
Bacio la mano, Don Altobello.
If he hints that he wants you to betray me, get insulted,
because that's his trap.
You're not telling me the whole truth, Vincenzo.
Isn't it true, that with Michael gone, the girl controls everything?
- Leave the girl out of this. - Of course, you love her.
And she loves you.
I guessed it, didn't I?
You're a wise man, Don Altobello. I'll be learning a lot from you.
The richest man is the one with the most powerful friends.
It's my duty to make the introductions.
Don Lucchesi.
Don Altobello tells me that you have a strong character. A man of respect.
This is the hero who put Joey Zasa in his grave.
If we'd known of his existence, we wouldn't have backed Joey.
No one wants another Joe.
Let me be your friend.
- Even the strongest man needs friends. - I'm flattered.
You're a man of finance and politics, things I don't understand.
You understand guns. Finance is a gun.
Politics is knowing when to pull the trigger.
How can I help?
Vieni?
Blessed is the peacemaker, for he can be called the child of God.
- Tu parli Italiano un poco? - Sė.
The wheelchair, for Don Tommasino.
I trusted this business arrangement with the Archbishop. I trusted him.
I was sure his honesty was beyond a doubt.
But, as you see, I'm now the victim of a swindle.
He's stalling me. Vast monies have gone to people in high political places
and the Vatican Bank is the guarantor.
If what you say is true, there will be a great scandal.
Look at this stone. It has been in the water for a very long time,
but the water has not penetrated it.
Look...
Perfectly dry. The same thing has happened to men in Europe.
For centuries they have been surrounded by Christianity,
but Christ has not penetrated. Christ doesn't live within them.
- What's happening? - Could you get me something sweet?
Some orange juice, candy...
I have trouble with diabetes.
My blood sugar goes low.
I understand.
It happens sometimes when I'm under stress.
I understand.
To come to you on such a delicate matter...
Accusations against your Archbishop. It was difficult for me.
The mind suffers
and the body cries out.
That's true.
Would you like to make your confession?
Your Eminence, I'm...
It's been so long. I wouldn't... I wouldn't know where to...
It's been 30 years.
I'd use up too much of your time, I think.
I always have time to save souls.
- Well, I'm beyond redemption. - No, no...
I hear the confessions of my own priests here.
Sometimes the desire to confess is overwhelming,
and we must seize the moment.
What is the point of confessing if I don't repent?
I hear you are a practical man.
What have you got to lose?
Go on.
I...
...betrayed my wife.
Go on, my son.
I betrayed myself.
I killed men.
And I ordered men to be killed.
Go on, my son. Go on.
It's useless.
Go on, my son.
I killed...
I ordered the death of my brother.
He injured me.
I killed my mother's son.
I killed my father's son.
Your sins are terrible, and it is just that you suffer.
Your life could be redeemed,
but I know that you don't believe that. You will not change.
Pope Paul VI, the Supreme Pontiff of the Roman Catholic Church...
died last night at 9:40 P.M.
The Pope was 81 years old...
and had been in poor health for the last several months.
Connie...
All my life I've kept trying to go up in society.
To where everything higher up was legal, straight...
But the higher I go, the more crooked it becomes.
Where the hell does it end?
They've been killing each other for centuries here.
For money, for pride, for family.
To keep from becoming the slaves of the rich pezzi da novanta.
I made confession, Connie.
I confessed my sins.
Why? That's not like you. You don't have to confess your sins to a stranger.
It was the man.
He's a good man. A true priest.
He can change things.
Michael...
You know, sometimes I think of poor Fredo.
Drowned. It was God's will.
It was a terrible accident.
But it's finished.
Michael, I love you.
I'll always help you.
Oh, Connie...
I am honored, Don Altobello, that you've come from Palermo to visit me.
Hey, the little kid! He's grown.
Do the donkey for me.
It's been some time since we did business together.
You are my "ace in the hole," as we say in America.
I have a stone in my shoe. You can remove it.
Only one stone?
It's dangerous. A famous man.
You will have to take precautions.
Tell me what to do. Then I will tell you my price.
Ah, what bread!
Olive oil...
Virgin... only in Sicily.
Alla salute!
To death.