Angelo! My oldest, dearest friend.
Your son!
He lost his mother, but he's got another father.
I'm his father now, with you.
I'll be as one with you, protecting his future.
We're honoured, Don Padrone.
Raise the first finger of your right hand.
This drop of blood symbolizes your birth into our family.
We're one, until death.
We'll protect you...
so much you protect Prizzi's honour.
- Do you swear it? - Yeah.
Now that you have sealed a truly Christian marriage...
give these wedding rings to each other saying after me:
In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit...
take and wear this ring...
as a sign of my love...
and fidelity.
In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit...
take and wear this ring...
as a sign of my love...
and fidelity.
In the name of the Father and of the Son and the Holy Spirit, Amen.
Hey, you know that girl up there...
blonde, lavender gloves?
Look pal I'd like to help you but.
I gotta take shots of the notables, the bishops...
Mr. Partanna, what can I do for you?
I want shots of that girl up there in the lavender gloves.
You got it, my pleasure.
Take care of yourselves.
Don't tell me that was Charley Partanna.
- Himself. - Holy shit.
Hey, give me a ride over to the reception, will ya'?
There's over half a dozen veal steaks on the Prizzi meat counter.
You got it Charley, jump in.
Ok, quiet down! Quiet down!
Ladies and gentlemen, my brother Eduardo and I...
would like to introduce you to a man who needs no introduction:
Our father your dear friend...
a legend to his people:
Don Corrado Prizzi.
My father welcomes all of you to this great family occasion...
and he says that you should all have a great time.
He offers his toast of love...
to the happiness of the bride and groom...
and he wishes them many children.
Thanks to you all.
Excuse me would you care to dance?
Yes.
Some spread, huh?
Haven't I seen you before?
I'm sure I'd remember.
I mean...
maybe's you were at the marry mountain with the bride...
I could never miss you.
And you are?
Charley Partanna, pleased to meet you.
Miss, Miss! Telephone lady!
- Telephone? - I'll be right back.
Hello, Aunt Amalia!
Maerose!
Pop actually invited me to my own sisters wedding.
Imagine that.
He must be getting soft in his old age.
Cara, let me look at ya'.
So Aunt Amalia what do you think?
Such a one.
Always making a show of yourself.
Come on Aunt Amalia, I got a reputation to live up to.
I'm the family scandal.
Everybody be disappointed if I stopped.
Have you paid your respects to your father yet?
- Do I have to? - Sure you have to.
Come on, lets' go together.
Hello Pappa!
Dominic! Dominic!
She came to pay you her respects.
Speak to her!
Then how come she ain't dressed right...
If she's so respectful?
How come she show's up at a family wedding...
dressed like a Badonna Dialo?
Don't worry Aunt Amalia, he'll get his one day.
You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
Where's the lady you took to the telephone?
How should I know mister?
Who told you to go get her?
Some old guy, I don't know.
An old guy.
Ok. Here.
Watch out for them conolli's.
Thanks mister.
Hello Charley.
- Hi Maerose. - Hi.
- How are you Mae? - Fine Charley, and you?
Fine too.
So how's the decorating business?
Oh, it's just great Charley, we're always busy.
Everything is art deco now.
Art who?
You know art deco, after art nouveau.
It's a style it's not a person.
Like all that art stuff.
God! Damn!
What's the matter Mae?
I should have known to stay away.
What happened?
I went to say hello to my father, and he called me a whore.
Maerose, I'm sorry.
Listen Mae what you gotta do is forget about your father.
Forget about the alignment.
They never gonna take you back anyway.
So screw them. They don't deserve you.
Especially that fucking Dominic.
Mae, you are still beautiful.
Why don't you find yourself someone who has nothing to do with the family?
Settle down, couple of kids.
A life.
Practice your meatballs.
Sure Charley. Thanks a lot.
You're a big help.
Are you the guy who took the pictures?
Yeah.
- So when do I get to see them? - They're in the lab, Mr. Partanna.
I'll make sure I get them to you as soon as they're out.
About noon tomorrow.
- Ok, meanwhile give me her name. - Her name?
- Yeah her name, for Christ's sake. - Mr. Partanna I didn't get no name.
I thought you knew her.
Oh for Christ's sake's!
- Hello. - Mae.
She ain't here. You wanna leave a message?
- Who is this? - This is the girl.
Ask her, this is very important.
Ask her if she knows a woman at the wedding...
who wore a lavender dress.
- You got it? - I got it.
Make sure she calls me. You hear?
Now what's your name? I'm gonna send you ten bucks.
Ten bucks? Miss Peaches.
Ok, Peaches.
You tell Miss Prizzi she has to call me...
no matter how late, tonight.
- Ok. - Peaches thank you.
Bye, bye.
Hey Partanna!
Gallagher! Homicide!
What's up?
Somebody tagged Sally Turbino this afternoon.
Yeah?
Who dunnit?
Where were you between two and five today?
I was at the wedding.
Corrado Prizzi's granddaughter's wedding.
They're all gonna turn out to be at the wedding.
Come on! We're taking you in!
You couldn't be cleaner?
- Who made the hit bob? - We did.
We did? How come we did? I don't know nothing about it.
Well that's the best way in it.
Who hit him?
I don't tell. It was a specialist job.
How come?
Dominic told me to set it up so he couldn't have nothing to do with it.
We was all at the wedding.
- Mae? - Charley?
Did you have any luck?
What kind of a message was that?
Who can remember a girl in a lavender dress?
I was wearing a pink and black dress.
So you don't know who she is...
the woman in the lavender dress?
Oh, go suck your head!
Yeah?
Mr. Partanna please. It's Irene Walker calling.
What?
- Is this Charley Partanna? - Yeah, yeah.
I hope you don't mind my calling so late.
I wanted to apologise for running out the way I did this afternoon.
This is you? Irene walker?
I recognise the voice, but I didn't get your name before.
I just wanted to explain.
I hope you don't think I'm rude.
Rude? Oh, no, no. You could never be rude.
So listen um. Well...
Why don't we get together later, for like a late dinner?
When you mean tonight?
I could pick you up in half an hour.
I live in California.
California?
Yeah, that's where I live. I had to come home.
How about lunch tomorrow?
Alright.
How about the bar at the Bell Age hotel?
That would be tremendous. What time?
- About two? - Great.
I was scared I was never gonna see you again.
Dos zumos de piña con BacardÍ.
What was that you said?
I ordered us a drink something I think you'll like.
Say it again.
Zumo de piña con Bacardi.
What is it some Puerto Rican or something?
Yes, I guess it could be. Pineapple juice with rum.
I had it in Cuba.
What were you doing in Cuba?
I was on my honeymoon.
I didn't know you was married.
My husband left me 4 years ago.
I don't know where he's. I don't wanna know.
He left you!
Crazy huh!
I could find him for you.
Let him stay lost!
Well you might wanna get married again someday.
Maybe...
but until that happens...
I don't wanna know about him.
What about you? Are you married?
Once I was almost married.
Mae rose was her name.
We grew up together.
One night we had a big fight...
because I was dancing too much with another girl.
I suppose I did it on purpose...
because I wanted to make her jealous.
So she flew off to Mexico with the guy.
Shacks up in a hotel...
Father sends some goons down there to clobber the guy.
Brings her back to the States and don't let her back into his house.
That was 4 years ago.
That's it?
Yeah, she can't even go to Brooklyn any more.
Only unless it's a special occasion...
weddings, funerals, stuff like that.
We're still friends.
She's in decorating.
She did my apartment, real nice job she did too.
That's some family you got.
Anyway... I like you coat.
Do you? A coat like this...
stand out in New York, you know.
My father always says it's better...
to stand out because of how serious you are...
instead of clothes, cars or diamond rings...
For men that is.
What am I doing all the talking here for?
How come I met you at a Prizzi's wedding...
and you ain't no wop?
The Bishop who married them wasn't Italian.
No he's a Polak.
So am I.
Walker is a Polak name?
No, it was Walkervisks.
I shortened it.
My maiden name was Irene Walkervisks.
Either way...
you're sure one beautiful woman to me.
I guess I thought that Walker sounded more like a tax consultant should.
You're a tax consultant?
What do you do when you consult?
I save people money.
Show them the angles. There are a lot of angles.
This L. A corporation...
had a guy kidnapped in the Middle East...
so I told them they ran some money that was tax deductible staff loss.
- Things like that. - Terrific.
Charley...
- Shall we go? - Oh, yeah, sure.
We'll take my car.
- What kind of a car is this? - An Excaliber.
Japanese make them in England for the Arabian market.
Great California car.
It's a great anyplace car. Jesus it must cost though huh?
Well it wasn't free but think what'll cost in two years.
- Like to eat outside? - Yeah.
Irene I gotta say it.
I can't sleep.
I'm a grown man middle aged maybe...
but no...
nobody in my life has ever affected me anything...
like the way that you make me feel.
I love you.
That's it. That's everything.
I love you.
I think I'm in love with you too Charley.
No it ain't in love.
In love is temporary.
Then you move on to the next in love.
Everybody is always falling in and out of love.
I notice. I remember everything...
I read about it in magazines.
When you're just in love it's just...
Wait a minute.
A hormonal secretion...
which changes the senses smells.
So as to affect someone in a certain way.
That's what in love is. Who needs it.
Love. I mean, I love you
I think that's sounds like I'm hedging, but...
I don't know how to say it because I've never said it before.
All my life I've had to protect myself and...
you can't protect yourself from anything when you love somebody.
I love you Charley.
What's that they're playing?
That's "Noche de Ronda."
I'm never gonna forget it.
I'm never gonna forget this dress.
I'm never gonna forget anything about today.
Wherever we go whatever it is...
whenever they play this song...
this is gonna be our song.
Irene!
Everything being equal...
would you marry me?
Everything being equal...
I'd marry you tonight
Oh, yeah!
Have a cigar!
My favourites. From Mexico.
Smell delicious!
Charley come in. You know Cyril, don't you?
Hello Charley nice to see ya'.
- Wanna cigar Charley? - No, thanks.
Sit down!
Now Cyril, you tell him...
what happened at the big casino with those dirty bastards.
I've been President of the Prizzi's casinos in Vegas for 20 years...
and I have never seen a scam like this before.
I've got 14 phony I.O. U
They come to $722,085.
Now when the collectors go to pick up the money...
the player that signed the I.O. U is dead...
from some bad cold or something before he signed the paper.
Or else he was someplace else and he wasn't in Vegas to sign it.
Every piece of paper is counter-signed, that's house rules...
by Louis Paul, the acting manager...
and the man in the cage, Marxie Heller.
They had to be working together.
I don't get it.
Louis takes paper to the cage all he gets back is chips.
- That's house rules too. - Yeah.
Now the big boss tells me there's a woman in it.
He says that he twice saw Louis...
bring two big racks of $1,000 plates to this woman.
She went to cashiers window but he didn't think anything of it.
So where's Louis and Heller?
Louis caught it. A bullet in the head.
Heller is hauled up in L. A He's got a wife out there.
They found Louis laid out in the front seat of his car...
in the parking lot of Leone's bar way out on the street.
I knew Louis when he was a helper on an ice truck 30 years ago.
We taught him his trade.
He wasn't smart enough to figure a scam like this.
So I guess the first thing to do...
is to find Marxie Heller.
I remember him now.
He always wore a silver toupe on the job.
He had dark brown bags under his eyes as if he had coffee grounds in 'em.
That's him.
He was good with figures, steady. But he got T.B.
Charley...
Louis Palo was thief but he was ours.
Heller must have iced him So you ice Heller.
Ok.
What do you want my friend?
The Prizzis sent me.
Where is your wife Mr. Heller?
She's at the supermarket.
And just who are you?
Charley Partanna.
Where's the money Marxie?
Straight arrow Charley.
The old American hood.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Get up onto your feet! Come on!
Put your hands up!
I think you broke my wrist.
You won't need it.
Come on!
I'm home, dear!
Marxie's not here, Mrs. Heller.
Charley!
What are you doing here?
Why didn't you call first? You always call first!
Charley!
Marxie Heller's wife?
You married to Marxie Heller?
- Where's the money? - Money?
No bullshit.
Your husband killed Louis Palo for the money, where is it?
I don't know what you're talking about. You've knocked me for whoop here.
- Where Is Marxie? - Dead.
In the trunk of his car.
Stop this cheap bullshit!
Where's the money that your husband and Louis Palo...
scammed from the Prizzi's in Las Vegas?
Maybe I...
I do know something about it.
He had a bag with him. I'll show you.
It could be in here.
It's the only place I know it could be.
You sure?
I'm sure.
I got $360 here. Half.
Half?
Don't keep telling me what I just said.
Where is the rest of the money?
I didn't even know the money was there.
How could I know it was short?
When Marxie came home three nights ago...
after being away from me for five years...
he threw that bag in the closet.
That's all I know.
Did you ask him why he came back to you after five years?
Charley please try and understand.
I was glad when Marxie showed up because...
it gave me a chance to ask him for the divorce.
You wanna know what I remember?
I remember you coming in that door and saying...
"I'm home dear".
Is that the way you ask for a divorce these days...
Mrs. Heller?
Charley, I could see how sick he was.
I didn't need to ask him. He only had a few weeks left.
Oh, Marxie.
In all the years I knew Marxie Heller...
he never yelled at me or hit me...
or stole my money.
He was my friend.
If it wasn't for him.
I'd probably still be earning my living on my back...
with half of your pals in Chicago.
It was his idea to study book keeping and...
he got me a job on the main wire too.
Then he talked them into making me a courier.
He told me to study tax laws...
while I was flying back and forth to Switzerland.
He was always there for me, like nobody else in my life.
And I loved him.
Not like I love you, But I loved him.
And that's the Gods honest truth. And If you don't believe me,
why don't you just kill me and get over with?
I can't.
I can't change the way I feel about you.
I look at you...
and I see what I wanna see.
That's what love is.
If you were anybody else I'd blow you away.
But I can't.
I have to believe this.
Well how'd it go out there?
Okay.
I brought back 360 dollars.
How come only half?
I talked to Heller he won't say nothing.
So I pay him off with a bing. Then the wife comes home.
We talk.
No problem.
She's brings me the money which she thinks is there...
cause he brought a satchel home with him when he came.
I count.
It's only half.
You worked her over?
No, she was scared.
She knew I'd tapped her husband.
I think she was telling the truth.
What happened to Louis split?
I don't know Dominic.
Somebody has got our 360 dollars.
Find it.
Okay.
When I close my eyes and you're cooking, Charley...
I think your mamma is still with us.
Thanks Poppa.
Pop...
do you think Dominic believes that I copped that other 360?
What the hell Charley. The money had to go someplace.
Dominic hates your guts anyway.
Yeah that's getting real bad. He never lets up.
He don't eat right. He never eats like this.
He's got heartburn from that place he eats at all the time.
They make garbage. It's not like this.
Well the man can't hate me cause he don't eat right Pop.
Charley...
believe me, I know how that mind of Dominics' works.
His life turned out miserable.
He has to blame someone.
Every time he sees you...
he's reminded of the shame Maerose put on you...
on him, and on the whole family.
You forgot.
Not Dominic.
He probably worked it all around so the whole mess is all your fault.
Get it out of your head, out of your head.
Great dinner Charley!
Now.
What's the occasion?
I wanna show you a woman.
The one that I went to California to see about.
Isn't she beautiful?
I like her.
Kind of darker and more round woman myself.
See you got a picture of me with her.
- Pop what are you doing? - Jesus Charley!
She was the one we brought in to make the Turbino hit.
She was a speciality hitter.
Charley let me give you a hand with the dishes.
No, it's ok. I'll just stack.
The girl'll take care of that in the morning.
Thanks.
Alright.
Then, I'll just head on home.
Getting late by my clock.
- Great dinner Charley. - Thanks.
- Goodnight Pop. - Night son.
Thanks a lot.
Maerose? Charley.
What is this? It's 00:45 a.m.
It's the second time you've called me in four years.
Mae.
Mae, listen.
I broke that vase.
What vase?
That special vase that matches the rug.
The one you knocked your self out trying to find.
Charley what are you out of your mind.
- You alone? - Course I'm alone.
I gotta see ya'.
What's with you?
We gotta talk.
You wanna talk out here or you wanna sit down and talk?
Sure.
Oh, this is a beautiful set up you got here Mae.
The colours are right. That's what counts.
Everybody sees shapes differently but colours are forever.
Yeah.
Why'd you call, Charley?
We wasted a lot of time Mae.
Four years you call that a lot of time?
How come you didn't wait till I was 50?
You could have been a fat wop broad by the time you were 50.
You wanna do it Charley? Is that what you want?
Whoah take it easy! What the hell Mae!
Nobody took it slower than me Charley.
Four years.
Answer the question do you wanna do it?
Well, yeah.
So...
let's do it.
With all the lights on?
Yeah right here on the oriental.
With all the lights on.
Mamma Mia!
Thanks.
What's your problem Charley?
It certainly isn't your God damned face.
How can I tell you with all people?
But I got nobody else I can talk to.
It's about a woman.
Go ahead.
Tell me anyway.
How can I feel worse than I used to feel before last night.
We grew up together. We're the same people.
What the hell Charley, the calendar takes care of everything.
I met her in a church.
Just happened.
I knew she was the woman for me.
She'd organised a scam in Vegas.
I go looking for the bad guy and it turns out to be my woman.
Can you imagine this?
Not only that.
Pop tells me...
she's the piece man for the Turbino contract.
But just the same.
I love her Mae.
I love her.
Well.
Can I live with this? I gotta do something about.
I gotta straighten it out.
Then do.
Do what?
Do I ice her? Do I marry her?
Which one of these?
Marry her Charley.
Just because she's a thief and a hitter...
doesn't mean she isn't a good woman in all the other departments.
If she was some kind of fashion model it wouldn't last more than 30 days.
But you and she is in the same line of business.
You're lucky you've found each other. You know that Charley?
Yeah.
She's an American.
She had a chance to make a buck so she grabbed it.
Marry her Charley...
and at least I'll be able to get something out of it.
I'll be able to go back in the family.
Yeah.
Thanks.
Shall we have them play "Noche de Ronda"?
Yeah.
Would you ask them?
I've been all shook up.
Why?
I know everything.
I know you made the hit on Turbino...
after the wedding reception when we met.
I know you've been scamming us with Louis and your husband.
I did the work on Turbino.
I had nothing to do with what Marxie and his partner did.
Louis Paulo was so suspicious...
that he checked the car for bombs every time he started it.
But he would have let some beautiful broad
walk over get in and sit on his face.
No matter how you got it in your head Charley, you're wrong.
I had nothing to do with it. Nothing.
Charley.
Did you mean it that first night when you asked me if I'd marry you?
Charley?
Alright.
The Prizzi's are gonna have to believe me cause I believe you.
So could we get married.
What you say we have one of those pineapple drinks?
The honeymoon has already started.
Kiss me Charley.
In public?
Pop? Charley.
I'm in L.A.
And that ain't all. I'm gonna get married.
The same woman? The contractor?
Yeah, she's Polish...
but the family will get used to that gradually.
Yeah, when she walks in a room...
the rest of the women of family are gonna have to shut up.
But I know how you feel about her Charley.
I'd not try to stop nature. Good luck, son.
- Thanks Pop. - Say. Listen.
The Don wants you here for a big meeting tomorrow night.
Jesus, Pop what about my honeymoon?
So you'll have it in Brooklyn.
Shit!
So what do you say we go for some confetti...
and maybe a couple of pictures?
Whatever you say honey.
If only Marxie could see me now.
What's so funny?
Me marrying a Sicilian.
I can hear him. He always used to say:
"The Jews are bad enough in this business...
but the Sicilians'd rather eat their children than part with money.
And they're very fond of their children".
Marxie Heller is so fucking smart...
how come he's so fucking dead?
Next.
The man at the end of the table...
is Mr. Alvin Gomski.
He's Treasurer of 18 Lodges Bank in the United States...
of which we own 25º/º.
Now I asked Mr. Gomski to come here today...
so you can hear from his own mouth what has been happening.
The bank president Mr. Robert Finlay...
is stealing from the bank...
mainly through crooked foreign exchange deals.
If he's allowed to continue...
the bank will go under in less than a year.
Thank you Mr. Gomski.
Harry go. See Mr. Gomski to his car.
Robert Finlay's real name is...
Rosario Filargi.
Now anybody who changes his name from Filargi to Finlay...
is also stupid enough...
to think that we wouldn't protect our 25 percent.
Tell them our plan Eduardo.
We are gonna kidnap Filargi.
He's covered with two and a half million in kidnap insurance.
That's the tag on him and we make the snatch.
We know the insurance company is gonna pay cause...
as Charley has already pointed out...
that money is tax deductible
We're also gonna leave a trail...
so that the Feds think Filargi organised the whole thing.
Cheating the bank, milking the insurance company.
When the mierda hits the fan...
we'll be able to buy another good size chunk of the bank...
for about 10 cents on the dollar.
We get control and interest.
Eventually...
we stand to make sixty seventy million dollars.
Thank you, Eduardo, my son.
Some men suffer most when you take their lives.
Life is what is sweetest to them.
For Filargi money is sweetest.
We'll leave him with his life and without money or anywhere to get it.
Well done Don Corrado. That's beautiful.
I almost feel sorry for the guy.
Beautiful is right.
I like most beautiful things, Charley.
This one is very simple.
We rely on you.
How do you want me to handle it?
Pick your own people. We don't wanna know.
Dominic my son stay with me a moment.
Maerose has written to me, Dominic.
The man she wronged has married another woman.
Now Maerose has suffered, Dominic...
as you have suffered during the years of her disgrace.
Now honour is protected, I beg you...
on my knees...
show compassion.
Here. Here read her letter.
Look how the child loves you.
She wants to take care of you.
Send her to me Poppa.
She's my daughter again.
What we gotta do is take care of the bodyguard...
and get Filargi down to our van in the basement.
- Ok? - Ok.
There's only three apartments on the floor.
How are you gonna do that?
One of them is empty, this one we rent it.
The other one, we send matinee theater tickets...
and heavy duty lunch invitation to the dame that lives there.
A limo picks her up and brings her back.
She thinks it's a prize she's getting...
for working at the public library for sixty years.
She'll go alright.
Everyday Filargi's bodyguard comes out first.
He goes to the elevator, pushes the button.
When he gets there, he puts it on hold.
Then he goes back to the apartment and knocks on the door.
That's when Filargi comes out.
You know guys, you need a woman on this stand.
- A woman? - Yeah.
A woman comes out of the south apartment holding a baby.
After Filargi's bodyguard gets him out of his apartment.
She smiles at them, she goes gogo gaga at the baby.
She tosses the little darling at the bodyguard...
who naturally tries to catch it.
While he's doing that, she gets her piece out and covers him.
You come out of the other apartment and take Filargi down to the garage.
She takes the bodyguard back into Filargi's apartment and does the job.
That's good.
For Christ sake.
Where we gonna get a baby?
Where we gonna find a broad who would do something like this?
Where? Here, me.
We get a fake baby.
Good thinking Irene.
You guys work it out.
I got a terrific dinner almost ready. Just a couple of minutes.
Pop, what's the matter with you?