I believe in America.
America has made my fortune.
And I raised my daughter in the American fashion.
I gave her freedom, but I taught her never to dishonor her family.
She found a boyfriend, not an Italian.
She went to the movies with him.
She stayed out late.
I didn'’t protest.
Two months ago he took her for a drive with another boyfriend.
They made her drink whiskey
and then they tried to take advantage of her.
She resisted, she kept her honor.
So they beat her like an animal.
When I went to the hospital, her nose was broken,
her jaw was shattered, held together by wire.
She couldn'’t even weep because of the pain.
But I wept. Why did I weep?
She was the light of my life.
Beautiful girl.
Now she will never be beautiful again.
[COUGHS]
Sorry.
I went to the police, like a good American.
These two boys were brought to trial.
The judge sentenced them to three years in prison,
but suspended the sentence.
Suspended the sentence!
They went free that very day!
I stood in the courtroom like a fool.
And those two bastards, they smiled at me.
Then I said to my wife,
"For justice, we must go to Don Corleone."
VITO: Why did you go to the police?
Why didn'’t you come to me first?
What do you want of me?
Tell me anything, but do what I beg you to do.
What is that?
[WHISPERING] I want them dead.
That I cannot do.
I'’ll give you anything you ask.
We'’ve known each other many years,
but this is the first time you ever came to me for counsel, for help.
I can'’t remember the last time that
you invited me to your house for a cup of coffee.
Even though my wife is godmother to your only child.
But let'’s be frank here.
You never wanted my friendship.
And you were afraid to be in my debt.
BONASERA: I didn'’t want to get into trouble.
I understand.
You found Paradise in America.
You had a good trade, made a good living,
Police protected you and there were courts of law.
You didn'’t need a friend like me.
But now you come to me and you say,
"Don Corleone, give me justice."
But you don'’t ask with respect.
You don'’t offer friendship. You don'’t even think to call me Godfather.
You said you'’d come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married
and ask me to do murder for money.
BONASERA: I ask you for justice.
That is not justice. Your daughter is still alive.
Let them suffer, then, as she suffers.
How much shall I pay you?
[CAT MEOWS]
Bonasera, Bonasera.
What have I ever done to make you treat me so disrespectfully?
If you'’d come to me in friendship,
then the scum that ruined your daughter would be suffering this very day.
And if by chance, an honest man like yourself
should make enemies, then they would become my enemies.
And then they would fear you.
Be my friend?
Godfather?
Good.
Some day, and that day may never come,
I'’ll call upon you to do a service for me.
But, uh... until that day
accept this justice as a gift on my daughter'’s wedding day.
Grazie, Godfather.
Prego.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING OUTSIDE]
Give this to Clemenza.
I want reliable people that aren'’t going to be carried away.
We were not murderers, in spite of what this undertaker says.
[BAND PLAYING TRADITIONAL ITALIAN MUSIC]
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
Where'’s Michael?
Don'’t worry, it'’s early
We'’re not taking the picture without Michael.
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
What'’s the matter?
It'’s Michael.
[ALL CHEERING]
VITO: Don Barzini.
[VITO SPEAKING ITALIAN]
Hey, Paulie! Let me have some wine.
Paulie! More wine.
Music plays.
Ah, you look terrific on the floor.
What, you a dance judge or something?
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
Go take a walk around the neighborhood.
Do your job.
[MUSIC STOPS]
Hey Sandra, come on, do me a favor. Watch the kids.
Don'’t let them run wild, all right?
Well, you watch yourself, all right?
[BAND PLAYING MAZURKA]
20, 30 grand. In small bills, cash.
In that little silk purse.
If this were somebody else'’s wedding... Sfortunato!
Hey, Paulie!
I got two gabagool, capocol, and a prosciut.
PAULIE: Stupid jerk!
Hey, what'’s the matter?
Have to go back to work.
Oh, Tom. It'’s part of the wedding.
No Sicilian can refuse any request on his daughter'’s wedding day.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Don Corleone, I am honored and grateful that you have invited me to your home.
Hey!
Partire. Get out of here!
It'’s a private party. Go on!
What is it?
Hey, it'’s my sister's wedding.
SONNY: Goddamn FBI don'’t respect nothing!
Hey! Come here, come here, come here, come here!
...but towards the end, he was paroled to help with the American war effort,
so for the last six months he'’s been working in my pastry shop.
Nazorine, my friend, What can I do for you?
Now that the war is over,
this boy, Enzo, they want to repatriate him back to Italy.
Godfather, I have a daughter.
You see, she and Enzo...
You want Enzo to stay in this country, and your daughter to be married.
NAZORINE: You understand everything.
Mr. Hagen. Thank you.
Wait till you see the beautiful wedding cake I made for your daughter!
Oof, like this! [CHUCKLES]
The bride and the groom with the angel...
Who should I give this job to?
Not to our paisan.
Give it to a Jew Congressman in another district. Who else is on the list?
Hey, Michael!
[ALL GREETING]
TOM: He'’s not on the list, but Luca Brasi wants to see you.
Is this... Is this necessary?
He didn'’t expect to be invited to the wedding, so he wanted to thank you.
All right.
Don Corleone, I'’m honored and grateful that you have invited me to your home
on the wedding day of your daughter.
May their first child be a masculine child.
Michael...
That man over there is talking to himself.
See that scary guy over there?
He'’s a very scary guy.
Well, who is he? What'’s his name?
His name is Luca Brasi. He helps my father out sometimes.
Oh Michael, wait... He'’s coming over here!
Michael! [EXCLAIMS]
Hey!
You look terrific!
My brother Tom Hagen, Miss Kay Adams.
How do you do? Nice to meet you. How do you do, Tom?
Your father'’s been asking for you.
Very nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
If he'’s your brother, why does he have a different name?
Oh, back when my brother, Sonny, was a kid,
he found Tom Hagen on the street.
And he had no home, and so my father took him in.
And he'’s been with us ever since.
He'’s a good lawyer.
Not a Sicilian.
I think he'’s going to be consigliere.
What'’s that?
That'’s a,
like a counselor, an advisor. Very important to the family.
You like your lasagna?
Don Corleone.
I am honored and grateful
that you have invited me to your daughter'’s wedding.
[PAPER RUSTLING]
On the day of your daughter'’s wedding.
And I hope that their first child will be a masculine child.
I pledge my ever-ending loyalty.
For your daughter'’s bridal purse.
Thank you, Luca. My most valued friend.
Don Corleone, I'’m going to leave you now, because I know you'’re busy.
Thank you.
[ALL SINGING]
SignoraCorleone!
No! No! No!
[CHATTERING]
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
[SINGING CHE LA LUNA]
[ALL SINGING]
Senator Cauley apologized for not coming personally, but said you'’d understand.
Also some of the judges. They'’ve all sent gifts.
[TOASTING IN ITALIAN]
[WOMEN SCREAMING]
What is that outside?
Johnny! Johnny! Johnny!
I love you!
[SCREAMING CONTINUES]
He came all the way from California to come to the wedding.
I told you he was going to come!
Been two years. He'’s probably in trouble again.
He'’s a good godson.
Johnny, Johnny! Sing a song!
[ALL CHEERING]
You never said you knew Johnny Fontane!
Sure. You want to meet him?
Huh? Oh... Great! Sure.
My father helped him with his career.
He did?
How?
[JOHNNY SINGING I HAVE BUT ONE HEART]
Let'’s listen to this song. No, Michael...
[WOMEN SCREAMING] ♪ This heart I bring you
♪ I have but one heart
♪ To share with you
♪ I have but one dream
♪ That I can cling to
♪ You are the one dream
♪ I pray comes true
Please, Michael. Tell me.
♪ My, darling, until I saw you ♪
Well, when Johnny was first starting out,
he was signed to this personal service contract
with a big bandleader.
And as his career got better and better,
he wanted to get out of it.
Now, Johnny is my father'’s godson.
And my father went to see this bandleader.
And he offered him $10,000 to let Johnny go,
but the bandleader said no.
So the next day
my father went to see him, only this time with Luca Brasi.
And within an hour,
he signed a release for a certified check of $1,000.
Well, how did he do that?
My father made him an offer he couldn'’t refuse.
What was that?
Luca Brasi held a gun to his head,
and my father assured him that either his brain
or his signature would be on the contract.
That'’s a true story.
[SINGING IN ITALIAN]
That'’s my family, Kay. It'’s not me.
[ALL APPLAUDING]
MAMA CORLEONE: Beautiful!
[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]
I'’ll take care of it.
Tom...
I want you to find Santino.
Tell him to come to the office.
How are you, Fredo?
Fredo. My brother Fredo, this is Kay Adams.
Hi. How are you doing?
This is my brother Mike.
Are you having a good time? Huh?
Yeah. This is your friend, huh?
JOHNNY: I don'’t know what to do.
My voice is weak. It'’s weak.
Anyway, if I had this part in the picture, you know,
it puts me right back up on top again.
But this...
This man out there. He won'’t give it to me, the head of the studio.
What'’s his name?
Woltz. Woltz, he...
He won'’t give it to me, and he says there'’s no chance.
No chance.
TOM: Sonny?
Sonny?
[BOTH MOANING]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
TOM: Sonny?
Sonny, are you in there?
What?
The old man wants you.
All right, One minute.
[BOTH MOANING]
WOMAN: Oh, Sonny!
[SINGING IN ITALIAN]
JOHNNY: A month ago he bought the movie rights to this book, a best-seller.
And the main character is a guy just like me.
Why, you know, I wouldn'’t even have to act.
Just be myself.
Godfather, I don'’t know what to do. I don'’t know what to do.
[SNIFFLES]
You can act like a man!
What'’s the matter with you?
Is this how you turned out? A Hollywood finocchio that cries like a woman?
[MIMICKING JOHNNY] "What can I do? What can I do?"
What is that nonsense?
Ridiculous.
You spend time with your family?
Sure I do.
Good.
Because a man who doesn'’t spend time with his family can never be a real man.
You look terrible. I want you to eat.
Want you to rest well, and in a month from now
this Hollywood big shot'’s gonna give you what you want.
It'’s too late, they start shooting in a week.
I'’m going to make him an offer he can'’t refuse.
Now, just go outside, enjoy yourself, and forget about all this nonsense.
I want you to leave it all to me.
All right.
[BAND PLAYING]
What time does my daughter leave with the bridegroom?
In a few minutes, right after they cut the cake.
Now your new son-in-law, do we give him something important?
Never. Give him a living,
but never discuss the family business with him.
What else?
Virgil Sollozzo called.
Now, we'’re gonna have to give him a day sometime next week.
We'’ll discuss it when you come back from California.
When am I going to California?
I want you to go tonight.
I want you to talk to this movie big shot and settle this business for Johnny.
Now if there'’s nothing else,
I'’d like to go to my daughter'’s wedding.
Carlo, we'’re going to take the picture.
MICHAEL: Wait a minute.
KAY: No, Michael. Not me.
Okay, that'’s it. Just like that now. Hold it!
[BAND PLAYING WALTZ]
[BELL RINGING]
[ALL CHATTERING]
MAN: You need a little more heat on that arc.
All right, start talking.
I was sent by a friend of Johnny Fontane.
This friend is my client. He would give his undying friendship to Mr. Woltz,
if Mr. Woltz would grant us a small favor.
Woltz is listening.
Give Johnny the part in that new war film you'’re starting next week.
[CHUCKLES]
And, uh... What favor would your friend grant Mr. Woltz?
You'’re gonna have some union problems, my client could make them disappear.
Also one of your top stars has just moved from marijuana to heroin.
Are you trying to muscle me? Absolutely not...
Now, listen to me, you smooth talking son-of-a-bitch!
Let me lay it on the line for you and your boss, whoever he is.
Johnny Fontane will never get that movie!
I don'’t care how many
Dago Guinea wop greaseball goombahs come out of the woodwork!
I'’m German-Irish.
Well, let me tell you something, my Kraut-Mick friend.
I'’m going to make so much trouble for you! You won'’t know what hit ya.
Mr. Woltz. I'’m a lawyer. I have not threatened...
I know almost every big lawyer in New York. Who the hell are you?
I have a special practice. I handle one client.
Now you have my number, I'’ll wait for your call.
By the way, I admire your pictures very much.
Check him out.
It'’s really beautiful.
Look at this.
It used to decorate a king'’s palace.
Yeah. Very nice.
WOLTZ: Why didn'’t you say you work for Corleone, Tom?
I thought you were some cheap two-bit hustler
Johnny was running in, trying to bluff me.
I don'’t like to use his name until it'’s really necessary.
WOLTZ: How'’s your drink, Tom? Fine.
Hey come on over here with me. I wanna show you something really beautiful.
You do appreciate beauty, don'’t you?
There you are. $600,000 on four hoofs.
I'’ll bet Russian czars never paid that kinda dough for a single horse.
Khartoum.
I'’m not going to race him, though.
I'’m going to put him out to stud.
Thanks, Tony. Welcome.
Let'’s get something to eat, huh?
TOM: Corleone is Johnny'’s godfather.
To the Italian people that'’s a very religious, sacred, close relationship.
WOLTZ: And I respect that.
Just tell him, he should ask me anything else.
But this is one favor I can'’t give him.
Well, he never asks a second favor when he'’s been refused the first.
Understood?
You don'’t understand.
Johnny Fontane never gets that movie.
That part is perfect for him. It'’ll make him a big star.
I'’m going to run him out of the business, and let me tell you why.
Johnny Fontane ruined one of Woltz International'’s most valuable proteges.
For five years, we had her under training.
Singing lessons, acting lessons, dancing lessons.
I spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on her,
I was gonna make her a big star.
And let me be even more frank.
Just to show you that I'’m not a hardhearted man.
That it'’s not all dollars and cents.
She was beautiful. She was young, she was innocent!
She'’s the greatest piece of ass I'’ve had
and I'’ve had them all over the world.
And then Johnny Fontane comes along with his olive oil voice and Guinea charm.
And she runs off.
She threw it all away just to make me look ridiculous!
And a man in my position can'’t afford to be made to look ridiculous!
Now you get the hell out of here!
If that goombah tries any rough stuff,
you tell him I ain'’t no bandleader.
Yeah, I heard that story.
Thank you for the dinner and a very pleasant evening.
Maybe your car can take me to the airport.
Mr. Corleone is a man who insists on hearing bad news immediately.
[WOLTZ SCREAMING]
[SCREAMING CONTINUES]
You'’re not too tired, are you, Tom?
Oh, no, I slept on the plane.
I have the Sollozzo notes here.
Now...
Sollozzo is known as The Turk.
He'’s supposed to be very good with a knife,
but only in matters of business with some sort of reasonable complaint.
Uh, his business is narcotics.
He has fields in Turkey, where they grow poppy.
In Sicily he has plants to process them into heroin.
Now, he needs cash, he needs protection from the police.
For which, he gives a piece of the action.
I couldn'’t find out how much.
The Tattaglia family is behind him here in New York.
Now, they have to be in it for something.
What about his prison record?
Two terms. One in Italy, one here.
He'’s known as a top narcotics man.
Santino, what do you think?
A lot of money in that white powder.
Tom?
TOM: Well I say, Yes.
There'’s more money potential in narcotics than anything else we'’re looking at.
Now, if we don'’t get into it, somebody else will,
Maybe the five families, maybe all of them
Now with the money they earn,
they can buy more Police and political power.
Then they come after us.
Now we have the unions, we have the gambling,
and they'’re the best things to have,
but narcotics is the thing of the future.
If we don'’t get a piece of that action,
we risk everything we have.
I mean, not now, but in 10 years from now.
So? What'’s your answer gonna be, Pop?
Don Corleone.
I need a man who has powerful friends.
I need a million dollars in cash.
I need, Don Corleone, those politicians
you carry in your pocket, like so many nickels and dimes.
What is the interest for my family?
30%.
In the first year your end should be three, four million dollars.
And then it would go up.
And what is the interest for the Tattaglia family?
My compliments.
I'’ll take care of the Tattaglias, out of my share.
So I receive 30% for finance,
political influence and legal protection, that'’s what your telling me?
That'’s right.
Why do you come to me? Why do I deserve this generosity?
If you consider a million dollars in cash just finance,
te salud, Don Corleone.
I said that I would see you, because I heard that you were a serious man,
to be treated with respect.
But, I must say no to you.
And I'’ll give you my reasons.
It'’s true, I have a lot of friends in politics.
But they wouldn'’t be friendly very long
if they knew my business was drugs instead of gambling,
which they regard as a harmless vice,
but drugs is a dirty business. Oh, Don Corleone...
It doesn'’t make any difference to me what a man does for a living, understand.
But your business is...
A little dangerous.
If you'’re worried about security for your million,
the Tattaglias will guarantee it.
Are you telling me the Tattaglias would guarantee our investment...
Wait a minute.
I have a sentimental weakness for my children, and I spoil them, as you can see...
They talk when they should listen.
But anyway...
SignorSollozzo, my no is final.
And I wish to congratulate you on your new business.
I know you'’ll do very well, and good luck to you.
Especially since your interests don'’t conflict with mine. Thank you.
Santino.
Come here.
What'’s the matter with you?
I think your brain is going soft from all that comedy you'’re playing with that young girl.
Never tell anybody outside the family what you'’re thinking again.
Go on.
Tom, what... What is this nonsense?
It'’s from Johnny. He'’s starring in that new film.
Huh.
Take it away.
Take it over there.
And, uh...
tell Luca Brasi to come in.
I'’m a little worried about this Sollozzo fellow.
I want you to find out what he'’s got under his fingernails, you know.
Go to the Tattaglias.
Make them think that you'’re not too happy with our family
and find out what you can.
[HAVE YOURSELF A MERRY LITTLE CHRISTMAS PLAYING ON RADIO]
♪ Let your heart be light
I got something for your mother and for Sonny
and a tie for Freddy, and Tom Hagen got the Reynolds pen.
What do you want for Christmas?
Me? Oh... Just you.
[ON RADIO] ♪ Make the Yule-tide gay
♪ From now on our troubles will be miles away
♪ Here we are as in olden days
♪ Happy golden days of yore
♪ Faithful friends... ♪
VITO: Andiamo, Fredo.
Tell Paulie to get the car. We'’re going.
FREDO: Okay, Pop.
I'’ll have to get it myself, Pa.
Paulie called in sick this morning.
Paulie'’s a good kid. I don'’t mind getting the car.
Buon natale, Caro. Grazie.
Luca! I'’m Bruno Tattaglia.
I know.
[BOTH SPEAKING ITALIAN]
You know who I am?
I know you.
You have been talking to the Tattaglia family... right?
I think you and I can do business.
I need someone strong like you.
I heard you are not happy...
...with the Corleone family.
Want to join me?
What'’s in it for me?
$50,000 to start with.
Not bad.
Agreed?
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
[GRUNTING]
[CHOKING]
[GASPING]
Tom! Tom Hagen. Merry Christmas.
Hey! I'’m glad I ran into you. I want to talk to you.
Well, I haven'’t got time.
Make time, Consigliere. Get in the car.
What are you worried about? If I wanted to kill you, you'’d be dead already.
Get in.
[CAROLS PLAYING ON RADIO]
Fredo, I'’m going to buy some fruit.
Okay, Pop.
Merry Christmas. I want some fruit.
[WHIMPERING]
[SOBBING]
[SHOUTING]
[BELL TOLLING]
Mike, Would you like me better if I were a nun?
Like in the story.
No.
Well then, would you like me better if I were Ingrid Bergman?
Now, that'’s a thought.
Michael.
No, I wouldn'’t like you better if you were Ingrid Bergman.
Mike. What'’s the matter?
They don'’t say if he'’s dead or alive.
[HORN BLARING]
Sonny, Michael.
Michael, where you been?
Is he all right?
We don'’t know yet.
There are all kinds of stories.
He was hit bad, Mikey.
Are you there?
Yeah, I'’m here.
Where have you been? I was worried.
Didn'’t Tom tell you I called?
No. Look, come home, kid.
You should be with Mama, you hear? All right.
SANDRA: Oh, my God.
[CLATTERING]
[GASPING]
Sonny!
[BABY CRYING]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Stay back there.
Who is it? Open up, it'’s Clemenza.
There'’s more news about your old man.
Word is out that he'’s already dead.
What'’s the matter... What'’s the matter with you?
Take it easy! Take it easy!
Where was Paulie?
Paulie was out sick. He'’s been sick all winter.
How many times he been sick?
Only maybe three, four times.
I mean, I asked Freddy if he wants me to get a different bodyguard
He said no. Pick him up now. Do me a favour, pick him up right now.
I don'’t care how sick he is. If he'’s breathing,
I want you to bring him to my father'’s house now, you understand? Now.
Yeah, You want me to send any people over here?
No, no, no. Just you and him. Go ahead.
[BABY CRYING]
Okay, I'’m...
I'’m going to have a couple of our people come over to the house. Couple of our people.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
Hello?
SOLLOZZO: Santino Corleone?
Yeah. We have Tom Hagen.
You got three hours he'’ll be released with our proposition.
Listen to everything he has to say before you do anything.
What'’s done is done.
And don'’t lose that famous temper of yours, eh, Sonny?
I'’ll wait.
[HANGS UP]
SOLLOZZO: Your boss is dead.
I know you'’re not in the muscle end of the family, Tom,
so I don'’t want you to be scared.
I want you to help the Corleones and I want you to help me.
Yeah, we got him outside his office just about an hour after we picked you up.
Drink it.
So now, It'’s up to you to make the peace between me and Sonny.
Sonny was hot for my deal, wasn'’t he?
And you knew it was the right thing to do.
Sonny will come after you with everything he'’s got.
That will be his first reaction, sure.
So you gotta talk some sense into him.
The Tattaglia family is behind me with all their people.
The other New York families will go along with anything that will prevent the full-scale war.
Let'’s face it, Tom and all due respect,
the Don, rest in peace, was slipping.
Ten years ago, could I have gotten to him?
Well, now he'’s dead.
He'’s dead, Tom, and nothing can bring him back.
So you gotta talk to Sonny,
You gotta talk to the Caporegimes, Tessio, and that fat Clemenza.
It'’s good business, Tom.
I'’ll try. But even Sonny won'’t be able to call off Luca Brasi.
Yeah, well...
Let me worry about Luca.
You just talk to Sonny.
And the other two kids.
I'’ll do my best.
Good.
Now you can go.
I don'’t like violence, Tom.
I'’m a businessman.
Blood is a big expense.
[HORN HONKING]
He'’s still alive.
They hit him with five shots, and he'’s still alive!
That'’s bad luck for me, and bad luck for you if you don'’t make that deal.
Your mother is over in the hospital with your father.
Looks like he'’s gonna pull through. Thank God.
It'’s a lot of bad blood.
Sollozzo, Philip Tattaglia, Bruno Tattaglia, Ramon...
MICHAEL: You gonna kill all those guys?
Hey, stay out of it, Mickey. Do me a favour.
TOM: Sollozzo'’s the key, you get rid of him, everything falls into line.
What about Luca? Sollozzo thinks he can control him.
I don'’t know if Luca sold out, we'’re in a lot of trouble. Believe me, lot of trouble.
Has anyone been in touch with Luca?
Yeah, we'’ve been trying all night. He might be shacked up.
Hey, Mickey, do me a favor...
TOM: Luca never sleeps over with a broad.
Well, Tom, you'’re consigliere.
What do we do if the old man dies? God forbid.
If we lose the old man,
we lose the political contacts and half our strength.
The other New York families might wind up supporting Sollozzo
just to avoid a long, destructive war.
This is almost 1946. Nobody wants bloodshed anymore.
If your father dies,
you make the deal, Sonny.
You know, that'’s easy for you to say, Tom. He'’s not your father.
I was as much a son to him, as you or Mike.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
What is it?
Paulie, I told you to stay put.
Well, the guy at the gates. They...
They said they got a package. Yeah?
Tessio, go see what it is.
You want me to hang around?
SONNY: Yeah, hang around. You all right?
Yeah, I'’m fine. Yeah?
There'’s some food in the house. Are you hungry or anything?
No, it'’s all right.
How about a drink? How about a little brandy? It'’s good to sweat it out.
All right, sure. Go ahead.
That might be a good idea. Yeah, right.
I want you to take care of that son-of-a-bitch, right away.
Paulie sold out the old man. That stronz...
I don'’t wanna see him again.
Make that the first thing on your list. Understand?
Understood.
Hey, Mickey, tomorrow,
You get a couple of guys, you go over to Luca'’s apartment.
Hang around, wait for him to show up.
Uh, maybe we shouldn'’t get Mike mixed up in this too directly.
Listen, uh... Hanging around the house on the phone would be a big help, huh.
Try Luca again.
What'’s the hell is this?
TESSIO: That'’s a Sicilian message.
It means Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes.
[CHILDREN YELLING]
I'’m going now. What time are you gonna be home tonight?
I don'’t know. Probably late.
WOMAN: Don'’t forget the cannoli!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Rocco, sit on the other side.
You block the rear-view mirror.
That Sonny'’s running wild.
He thinking of going to the mattresses already.
We gotta find a spot on the West Side.
Try 309 West 43rd Street.
You know any good spots on the West Side?
Yeah, I'’ll think about it.
Well, think about it while you'’re driving, will ya?
I want to hit New York sometime this month.
And watch out for the kids when you'’re backing out.
CLEMENZA: Hey, Paulie, I want you to go down 39th Street, Carlo Santos,
pick up 18 mattresses for the guys to sleep with, you bring me the bill.
PAULIE: Yeah, all right.
CLEMENZA: Make sure they'’re clean,
because those guys are gonna be stuck up in there for a long time, you know.
PAULIE: They'’re clean and they told me, they exterminate them.
CLEMENZA: [CHUCKLING] That'’s a bad word to use.
Exterminate! Look at this guy. Watch out, so we don'’t exterminate you!
[CLEMENZA CHATTERING IN ITALIAN]
[BOTH LAUGHING]
CLEMENZA: Pull over. I'’ve got to take a leak.
[SHIP HORN BLOWING]
[SEAGULLS CAWING]
[GUNSHOTS]
[CAR DOOR OPENING]
Leave the gun. Take the cannoli.
CLEMENZA: Hey, Mike! Hey, Mikey!
Yeah. You'’re wanted on the telephone.
Who is it? Some girl.
Hello. Kay?
KAY: How'’s your father?
He'’s good. He'’s going to make it.
I love you.
Huh?
I love you!
Michael?
Yeah, I know.
Tell me you love me.
I can'’t talk.
Can'’t you say it?
Yeah, I'’ll see you tonight.
Hey Mikey, why don'’t you tell that nice girl you love her?
I love you with all my heart. If I don'’t see you again soon, I'’m going to die!
[CLEMENZA CHUCKLING]
Come over here kid, learn something.
You never know, you might have to cook for 20 guys some day.
You see, you start out with a little bit of oil, then you fry some garlic.
Then you throw in some tomatoes, tomato paste, you fry it and make sure it doesn'’t stick.
You get it to a boil, you shove in all your sausage and your meatballs.
Add a little bit of wine.
And a little bit of sugar.
And that'’s my trick.
Why don'’t you cut the crap.
I have more important things for you to do. How'’s Paulie?
Oh, Paulie. Won'’t see him no more.
Where are you going?
To the city.
Send some bodyguards with him, all right?
No, I'’m just going to the hospital...
Nevermind, send somebody with him.
CLEMENZA: He'’ll be all right. Sollozzo knows he'’s a civilian.
Be careful, huh? Yes, sir.
Send somebody with him anyway.
[ALL OF MY LIFE PLAYING ON RADIO]
I have to go.
Can I go with you?
No, Kay. There'’s gonna be detectives there, people from the press.
Well, I'’ll wait in the cab.
I don'’t want you to get involved.
When will I see you again?
Go back to New Hampshire,
and I'’ll call you at your parents'’ house.
When will I see you again, Michael?
I don'’t know.
[DOOR CLOSES]
What are you doing here?
You'’re not supposed to be here now.
I'’m Michael Corleone. This is my father.
There'’s nobody here. What happened to the guards?
Your father just had too many visitors.
They interfered with hospital service.
The police made them leave about 10 minutes ago.
Get me Long Beach 45620, please.
Nurse. Wait a minute. Stay here.
Sonny, Michael. I'’m at the hospital.
Listen, I got here late, there'’s nobody here. SONNY: What? Nobody?
Nobody. No Tessio'’s men, no detectives, nobody. Papa'’s all alone.
Don'’t panic.
I won'’t panic.
I'’m sorry, but you will have to leave.
Uh...
You and I are going to move my father to another room.
Now, can you disconnect those tubes so we can move the bed out?
That'’s out of the question!
Do you know my father?
Men are coming here to kill him.
Do you understand?
Now, help me, please.
[DOOR CLOSING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
Who are you?
I am Enzo, the baker.
Do you remember me? Enzo.
Yes, Enzo.
You'’d better go, there'’s going to be trouble.
If there is trouble, I'’ll stay here to help you.
For your father. For your father.
All right. Listen. Wait for me outside,
in front of the hospital, all right?
I'’ll be out in a minute. Go ahead.Okay.
Just lie here, Pop. I'’ll take care of you now.
I'’m with you now.
I'’m with you.
Get rid of these. Come here.
Put your hand in your pocket, like you have a gun. You'’ll be all right.
[MICHAEL SIGHS]
[WHISPERING] You'’ll be okay.
[CAR APPROACHING]
You did good.
[SIRENS WAILING]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
I thought I got all you Guinea hoods locked up!
What the hell are you doing here?
What happened to the men who were guarding my father?
Why, you little punk!
What the hell are you doing telling me my business!
I pulled them guys offa here, eh.
Now you get outta here and stay away from this hospital!
I'’m not moving until you put some guys around my father'’s room.
Phil, take him in!
The kid'’s clean, Captain.
He'’s a war hero. He'’s never been...
God damn it. I said take him in!
What'’s The Turk paying you to set up my father, Captain?
Take a hold of him. Stand him up.
Stand him up straight.
[GRUNTS]
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
I'’m the attorney for the Corleone family.
These men are private detectives hired to protect Vito Corleone.
They'’re licensed to carry firearms.
If you interfere, you'’ll have to appear before the judge
in the morning and show cause.
All right. Let him go.
Come on.
What'’s with all the new faces?
We'’ll need them now.
After the hospital thing, Sonny got mad.
We hit Bruno Tattaglia four o'’clock this morning.
Jesus Christ.
Looks like a fortress around here.
Tamaduch! Hey...
A 100 buttonmen on the street 24 hours a day.
That Turk shows one hair on his ass, he'’s dead.
Hey, Mike, come here. Let me look at you.
You'’re beautiful, beautiful. You'’re gorgeous.
Hey, listen to this.
The Turk, he wants to talk!
Imagine the nerve of the son-of-a-bitch, eh?
Craps all last night. He wants a meeting today.
What did he say?
What did he say... [BABBLING]
He wants us to send Michael to hear the proposition.
And he promises that the deal is too good to refuse.
Eh? What about Bruno Tattaglia?
That'’s part of the deal.
Bruno cancels out what they did to my Father.
Sonny, we ought to hear what they have to say.
No. No. No more! Not this time, Consigliere.
No more meetings, no more discussions, no more or Sollozzo tricks.
You give them one message. I want Sollozzo,
or then it'’s all out war, we go to ...
The other families won'’t sit still...
They hand me Sollozzo!
I don'’t want to hear this! This is business, not personal!
They shot my father...
Even the issue with your father was business, not personal, Sonny.
Well, then business will have to suffer, all right?
And listen, do me a favor, Tom.
No more advice on how to patch things up.
Just help me win, please, all right?
[SIGHS]
I found out about this Captain McCluskey, who broke Mike'’s jaw.
What about him?
He'’s definitely on Sollozzo'’s payroll, and for big money.
See?
McCluskey has agreed to be The Turk'’s bodyguard.
What you have to understand, Sonny,
is that while Sollozzo is being guarded like this, he'’s invulnerable.
Nobody has ever gunned down a New York police captain. Never.
It would be disastrous. All the five families would come after you, Sonny.
The Corleone family would be outcasts!
Even the old man'’s political protection would run for cover.
So, do me a favor. Take this into consideration.
[SIGHS]
All right, we'’ll wait.
We can'’t wait. We can'’t wait.
I don'’t care what Sollozzo says, about a deal,
he'’s going to kill Pop. That'’s it.
That'’s the key for him. We'’ve got to get Sollozzo.
Mike is right.
SONNY: Let me ask you something. I mean...
What about this McCluskey, eh?
What do we do with this cop here?
They want to have a meeting with me, right?
It will be me, McCluskey and Sollozzo.
Let'’s set the meeting.
Get our informers to find out where it'’s going to be held.
Now we insist it'’s a public place. A bar, a restaurant.
Some place where there'’s people, so I feel safe.
They'’re gonna search me when I meet them, right?
So I can'’t have a weapon on me then.
But if Clemenza can figure way to have a weapon planted there for me
then I'’ll kill them both.
[CLEMENZA CHUCKLING]
[LAUGHING]
[ALL LAUGHING]
SONNY: Hey.
What are you gonna do?
Nice college boy, huh? Didn'’t want to get mixed up in the family business.
Now you want to gun down a police captain,
why, because he slapped you in the face a little bit, huh?
What do you think, this is the army where you shoot them a mile away?
You got to get close like this, bada bing!
You blow their brains all over your nice Ivy League suit.
Come here. You'’re taking this very personal.
Tom, this is business, and this man is taking it very, very personal.
Where does it say you can'’t kill a cop?
Come on, Mikey...
Tom, wait a minute. I'’m talking about a cop
that'’s mixed up in drugs.
I'’m talking about a dishonest cop.
A crooked cop who got mixed up in the rackets and got what was coming to him.
That'’s a terrific story. We have newspaper people on the payroll,
don'’t we, Tom?
They might like a story like that.
They might. They just might.
It'’s not personal, Sonny. It'’s strictly business.
CLEMENZA: It'’s as cold as they come.
Impossible to trace, so you don'’t worry about prints, Mike.
I put a special tape on the trigger and the butt.
Here. Try it.
What'’s the matter? Is the trigger too tight?
[CHUCKLING] I don'’t know. My ears!
Yeah, I left it noisy.
That way it scares away any pain-in-the-ass innocent bystanders away.
All right. You'’ve shot them both. Now what do you do?
Sit down, finish my dinner.
Come on, kid. Don'’t fool around.
Just let your hand drop to your side and let the gun slip out.
Everybody will still think you'’ve got it.
They'’re gonna be staring at your face, Mike,
so walk out of the place real fast, but you don'’t run.
Don'’t look nobody directly in the eye,
but don'’t look away either.
Hey, they'’re gonna be scared stiff of you, believe me,
so don'’t worry about nothing.
You know, you'’re gonna turn out all right.
You'’ll take a vacation, nobody knows where,
and we'’re gonna catch the hell.
How bad do you think it'’s gonna be?
Pretty goddamn bad.
Probably all the other families will line up against us.
But it'’s all right. These things have to happen every five years or so.
Ten years...
How else do you get rid of the bad blood.
Been 10 years since the last one.
You know, you got to stop them at the beginning.
Like they should have stopped Hitler in Munich.
They should'’ve never let him get away with that.
They were just asking for big trouble.
You know, Mike, we was all proud of you. Being a hero and all.
Your father too.
[CLICKS]
[SIGHS]
Nothing. Not a hint. Absolutely nothing.
Even Sollozzo'’s people don'’t know where the meeting'’s gonna be held.
How much time do we have?
They'’re going to pick you up in front of Jack Dempsey'’s joint in an hour and a half.
Exactly an hour and a half.
CLEMENZA: We could put a tail on them. See how that turns out.
Sollozzo would lose our ass going around the block.
What about the negotiator?
He'’s over at my place playing pinochle with a couple of my men.
He'’s happy. They'’re letting him win.
It'’s too much of a risk for Mike. Maybe we ought to call if off, Sonny.
The negotiator keeps on playing cards until Mike comes back safe and sound.
So why doesn'’t he just blast whoever is in the goddamn car.
CLEMENZA: It'’s dangerous. They'’ll be looking for that.
Sollozzo might not even be in the car, Sonny!
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
I'’ll get it.
Yeah.
Okay.
Louis'’ restaurant in the Bronx.
Is it reliable?
That'’s my man in McCluskey'’s precinct.
A police captain has got to be on call 24 hours a day.
He signed out at that number between eight and ten.
Anybody know this joint?
Yeah, sure, I do. It'’s perfect for us.
A small family place, good food.
Everyone minds his business. It'’s perfect.
They'’ve got an old-fashioned toilet.
You know, the box and the chain thing.
We might be able to tape the gun behind it.
All right. Mike, you go to the restaurant,
you eat, you talk for a while, you relax. You make them relax.
Then you get up and you go to take a leak.
No, better still, you ask for permission to go.
Then you come back, you come out blasting.
And don'’t take any chances. Two shots in the head apiece.
Now listen.
I want somebody good, and I mean very good to plant that gun.
I don'’t want my brother coming out of the toilet
with just his dick in his hands, all right?
The gun will be there.
All right, listen. You drive him and you pick him up after the job is done.
Come on. Let'’s move.
Did he tell you to drop the gun right away?
Yeah, a million times.
You don'’t forget.
Two shots apiece in the head as soon as you come out the door, all right?
Let'’s go.
How long do you think it will be before I can come back?
At least a year, Mike.
Listen, I'’ll square it with Mom, that you'’re not seeing her before you leave and...
I'’ll get a message to that girlfriend
when I think the time is right.
Take care, huh?
Take care, Mike.
I'’m glad you came, Mike.
I hope we can straighten everything out.
I mean, this is terrible. It'’s not the way I wanted things to go at all.
It should never have happened.
I want to straighten everything out.
I don'’t want my father bothered anymore.
He won'’t be, Mike. I swear on my children that he won'’t be.
But you got to keep an open mind when we talk.
I mean, I hope you'’re not a hothead like your brother Sonny.
You can'’t talk business with him.
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
McCLUSKEY: Nah, he'’s a good kid.
[SIGHS]
I'’m sorry about the other night, Mike.
I'’ve got to frisk you, so turn around, huh? On your knees, facing me.
[SIGHS] I guess I'’m getting too old for my job.
Too grouchy. [CHUCKLES]
Can'’t stand the aggravation. You know how it is.
[SIGHS]
He'’s clean.
Going to Jersey?
Maybe.
[TIRES SCREECHES]
[HORNS BLARING]
Nice work, Lou.
How'’s the Italian food in this restaurant?
Good. Try the veal. It'’s the best in the city.
McCLUSKEY: I'’ll have it.
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
[CORK POPS]
[SIGHS]
I'’m going to speak Italian to Mike.
Go ahead.
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
What I want...
What'’s most important to me,
is that I have a guarantee.
No more attempts on my father'’s life.
What guarantees can I give you, Mike?
I'’m the hunted one!
I missed my chance. You think too much of me, kid.
I'’m not that clever.
All I want is a truce.
I have to go to the bathroom.
Is it all right?
When you got to go, you got to go.
I frisked him. He'’s clean.
Don'’t take too long.
I'’ve frisked a thousand young punks.
[TOILET FLUSHING]
[SOLLOZZO SPEAKING ITALIAN]
[TRAIN SCREECHING]
[CHOKING]
[PIANO MUSIC PLAYING]
[SIREN WAILING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]
[CAR ENGINE STARTS]
[SIREN WAILING]
[BABY CRYING]
Okay, you take over.
[ALL CHATTERING]
I love you, Grandpa.
[BABY CRYING]
CONNIE: I'’m sorry, Pa. He doesn'’t know you yet.
All right.
Hey, big guy. Give it to Grandpa.
Okay.
"I hope you get well, Grandpa, and wish I would see you soon. Love, your grandson Frank."
Go with your mother.
Go on. Take them downstairs. Go on.
Go on, Carlo, you too.
Go on.
[ALL CHATTERING]
What'’s the matter with you, Carlo?
Shut up and set the table.
[SIGHS]
Since McCluskey'’s killing,
the police have been cracking down on most our operations.
And also the other families.
There'’s been a lot of bad blood.
They hit us, so we hit them back.
Through our contacts in the newspapers
we'’ve been able to put out a lot of material
about McCluskey being linked with Sollozzo in the drug rackets.
So things are loosening up.
And I'’m sending Fredo to Las Vegas,
under the protection of Don Francesco of L.A.
I want him to rest.
I'’m going to learn the casino business. Yeah.
[SOFTLY] Where'’s Michael?
It was Michael who killed Sollozzo.
But he'’s safe. We'’re starting to work to bring him back.
I want you to find out where that old pimp Tattaglia is hiding.
I want his ass now. Right now!
Hey, Sonny, things are starting to loosen up a little bit.
If you go after Tattaglia, all hell'’s gonna break loose.
Let the smoke clear. Pop can negotiate.
No. Pop can'’t so nothing until he'’s better. I'’m gonna decide...
All right. But your war'’s costing us a lot of money.
Nohting'’s coming in. We can'’t do business.
Well, neither can they. Don'’t worry about it!
We can'’t afford a stalemate.
Well, there ain'’t no more stalemate.
I'’m gonna end it by killing that old bastard!
You'’re getting a great reputation! I hope you'’re enjoying it!
You just do what I tell you to do!
God damn it! If I had a wartime consigliere, Sicilian,
I wouldn'’t be in this shape!
Pop had Genco. Look what I got.
[SIGHS]
I'’m sorry. I didn'’t mean that.
Ma made a little dinner. It'’s Sunday.
You know, niggers are having a good time
with our policy banks up there in Harlem.
Driving them new Cadillacs, paying 50% on a bet.
I knew this was going to happen when they started making big money.
Papa never talked business at the table in front of the kids.
CARLO: Hey, shut up, Connie...
Don'’t you ever tell her to shut up. You got that?
Don'’t interfere.
You know, Sonny, Tom, I'’d like to talk to you maybe after dinner.
I could doing a lot more for the family...
We don'’t discuss business at the table.
[WHISTLES]
[HORN HONKS]
[IN ITALIAN]
I kiss your hand, Don Tommasino.
[SPEAKS ITALIAN]
Why are you so far from the house?
You know I'’m responsible to your father for your life.
The bodyguards are here.
It'’s still dangerous...
We'’ve heard from Santino in New York...
Your enemies know you'’re here.
Did Santino say when I can go back?
Not yet.
It'’s out of the question.
Grazie.
Where are you going now?
[IN ENGLISH] To Corleone.
Take my car.
[IN ITALIAN]
I want to walk.
Be careful.
[BELL TOLLING]
Michael. Corleone.
[BOTH SPEAK ITALIAN]
Where have all the men gone?
They'’re all dead from vendettas.
There are the names of the dead.
[IN ENGLISH] Hey, hey, take me to the America, G.I.!
Hey, hey, take me to the America, G.I.! Clark Gable! Hey!
America! America! Take me to the America, G.I.!
Clark Gable, Rita Hayworth!
[GRUMBLING IN ITALIAN]
[WOMEN SINGING]
[MEN SPEAKING ITALIAN]
Mamma mia what a beauty.
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
I think you got hit by the thunderbolt.
In Sicily women are more dangerous than shotguns.
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
Did you have a good hunt?
You know all the girls around here?
We saw some real beauties.
One of them struck our friend like a thunderbolt.
She would tempt the devil himself.
[REPEATING IN ITALIAN]
Really put together.
Eh, Calo?
[REPEATING IN ITALIAN]
Such hair, such mouth!
The girls around here are beautiful... but virtuous.
This one had a purple dress...
And a purple ribbon in her hair.
A type more Greek than Italian.
[REPEATING]
Do you know her?
There'’s no girl like that in this town.
My God. I understand!
[OWNER SHOUTING IN ITALIAN]
What'’s wrong?
Let'’s go.
It'’s his daughter.
Tell him to come here.
Call him.
[MEN CHATTERING IN ITALIAN]
Fabrizio, you translate.
[IN ENGLISH] I apologize if I offended you.
[TRANSLATING IN ITALIAN]
I'’m a stranger in this country.
I meant no disrespect to you or your daughter.
I'’m an American, hiding in Sicily.
My name is Michael Corleone.
There are people who'’d pay a lot of money for that information.
But then your daughter would lose a father...
Instead of gaining a husband.
I want to meet your daughter.
With your permission, and under the supervision of your family.
With all respect.
Come to my house Sunday morning. My name is Vitelli.
[IN ITALIAN]
What'’s her name?
Apollonia.
[VITELLI SPEAKING IN ITALIAN]
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
[BELL TOLLING]
[CHATTERING IN ITALIAN]
[WOMEN CHATTERING]
[COIN CLINKING]
SONNY: I'’m gonna knock you dizzy.
Save it for the library.
Come on. We'’ve got to go pick up my sister. Let'’s go.
What'’s the matter?
Huh?
What'’s the matter?
It was my fault! Where is he?
Sonny, please. It was my fault.
Sonny, it was my fault. I hit him.
I started a fight with him. Please, Sonny.
I hit him, so he hit me...
[SHUSHING]
Okay. I'’m just going to get a doctor to come take a look at you.
Sonny, please don'’t do anything. Please don'’t do anything.
What'’s the matter with you? What am I going to do?
Make that baby an orphan before he'’s born?
Huh? Hmm?
All right?
You spic slobs still betting Yankees?
Tell them to stop taking in action, all right?
[COMMENTATOR NARRATING BASEBALL GAME ON RADIO]
We lost enough money last week.
Oh. Come here, come here, come here!
[GRUNTING]
[SCREAMING]
[GROANING]
If you touch my sister again, I'’ll kill you.
[BELL TOLLING]
[RECITING IN LATIN]
[BAND PLAYING TRADITIONAL MUSIC]
[ALL APPLAUDING]
Hey! We weren'’t expecting you, Kay. You should call.
Yes, well, I have. I mean, I'’ve tried writing and calling.
Now I want to reach Michael.
Nobody knows where he is.
We know that he'’s all right, but that'’s all.
Uh, what was that?
Well that'’s an accident, but nobody was hurt.
Tom, will you give this letter to Michael. Please? Please.
Well, if I accepted that,
in a court could prove I have knowledge of his whereabouts.
Now you just be patient, Kay. He'’ll get in touch with you, all right?
I let my cab go, so can I come in to call another one, please?
Come on. I'’m sorry. Come on.
[KAY CLEARS THROAT]
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
Hello?
WOMAN: [ON TELEPHONE] Is Carlo there?
Who is this?
This is a friend of Carlo'’s.
Would you tell him that I can'’t make it tonight until later?
Bitch!
Dinner'’s on the table.
I'’m not hungry yet.
The food is on the table. It'’s getting cold.
I'’ll eat out later.
You just told me to make you dinner!
[SPEAKS ITALIAN] Vafangool!
I'’ll vafangoolyou!
[DISHES CLATTERING]
She has a filthy mouth, this little Guinea brat.
That'’s it, break it all, you spoiled Guinea brat. Break it all!
[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
Why don'’t you bring your whore home for dinner?
Maybe I will. [SOBBING]
Now clean it up!
Like hell I will!
You skinny, spoiled brat. Clean it up! Clean it up!
Clean it up! I said, clean it up! Clean it up!
Clean it up. Clean it up! Clean that up, you...
[SCREAMING]
Clean it!
Clean it up! Yeah, yeah. Come on now, kill me.
Be a murderer, like your father!
Come on! All you Corleones are murderers anyway!
Come on! I hate you!
Come on, kill me!
Get out of here!
I hate you!
Now I'’ll kill you.
You Guinea brat. Get out of here!
[CONNIE SCREAMING]
[BABY CRYING] Connie, what'’s the matter?
I can'’t hear you. What is it?
Connie, talk louder. The baby'’s crying.
Santino, I can'’t understand. I don'’t know. I don'’t understand.
[SHUSHING]
Yeah, Connie.
[CRYING CONTINUES]
Listen to me. You wait there.
No, you just wait there.
Son of a bitch.
Son of a bitch!
What'’s the matter?
Open the goddamn gate! Get off your ass.
Sonny!
Sonny. Get out of here!
Go after him, go on!
[HORN HONKING]
[TOLL BELL DINGS]
[MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO]
Son of a bitch. Come on!
[HORN BLARING]
[COIN CLINKING]
[SCREAMING]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[CARS DRIVING OFF]
[GLASS CLINKING]
Give me a drop.
[CLOCK TICKING]
[GULPS]
My wife is crying upstairs.
I hear cars coming to the house.
Consigliereof mine,
I think you should tell your Don what everyone seems to know.
I didn'’t tell Mama anything.
I was about to come up and wake you just now and tell you.
But you needed a drink first.
Yeah.
Well, now you'’ve had your drink.
They shot Sonny on the causeway. He'’s dead.
[SIGHS]
[CLOCK TICKING]
I want no inquiries made.
I want no acts of vengeance.
I want you to arrange a meeting
with the heads of the five families.
This war stops now.
[CLEARS THROAT] Call Bonasera.
I need him now.
[CONTINUES DIALING]
This is Tom Hagen. I'’m calling for Vito Corleone, at his request.
Oh, you owe your Don a service.
He has no doubt that you will repay it.
He will be at your funeral parlor in one hour. Be there to greet him.
Well, my friend, are you ready to do me this service?
Yes. What do you want me to do?
I want you to use all your powers and all your skills.
I don'’t want his mother to see him this way.
[INHALES SHARPLY]
Look how they massacred my boy.
[LAUGHING]
[BOTH SPEAKING ITALIAN]
[APOLLONIA LAUGHING]
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
It'’s safer to teach you English!
I know English...
Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Wednesday, Friday, Sunday, Saturday.
[HORN HONKING]
Greetings, Don Tommasino.
How are things in Palermo?
Michael is teaching me to drive. Watch, I'’ll show you.
How are things in Palermo?
Young people don'’t respect anything any more...
Times are changing for the worse.
This place has become too dangerous for you.
I want you to move to a villa near Siracusa, right now.
What'’s wrong?
Bad news from America.
Your brother, Santino, they killed him.
[CAR HONKING]
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
Let'’s go... you promised.
Fabrizio! [SPEAKS ITALIAN]
Get the car.
Are you driving yourself, boss? Yes.
Is your wife coming with you?
No, I want you to take her to her father'’s house until I know things are safe.
Okay, anything you say, boss.
[BOTH SPEAKING ITALIAN]
Calo, where is Apollonia?
She'’s going to surprise you. She wants to drive.
She'’ll make a good American wife.
Wait. I'’ll get the baggage.
Fabrizio!
Where are you going?
[CAR HONKING] [APOLLONIA SPEAKS ITALAIN]
I'’ll drive you. Wait there
No! No, Apollonia!
VITO: Don Barzini, I want to thank you
for helping me organize this meeting in a day,
and the other heads of the five families from New York and New Jersey.
Carmine Cuneo from the Bronx,
and from Brooklyn
Philip Tattaglia.
And from Staten Island
we have with us Victor Strachi.
And the other associates that came as far as from California and Kansas City
and all the other territories of the country. Thank you.
How did things ever get so far?
I don'’t know.
It was so unfortunate, so unnecessary.
Tattaglia lost a son, and I lost a son.
We'’re quits. And if Tattaglia agrees,
then I'’m willing to let things go on the way they were before.
We'’re all grateful to Don Corleone for calling this meeting.
We all know him as a man of his word.
A modest man who always listens to reason.
Yes, Don Barzini. He'’s too modest.
He had all the judges and politicians in his pocket.
He refused to share them.
When did I ever refuse an accommodation?
All of you know me here.
When did I ever refuse, except one time? And why?
Because I believe
this drug business is gonna destroy us in the years to come.
I mean, it'’s not like gambling or liquor or even women,
which is something that most people want nowadays,
but is forbidden to them by the pezzonovante of the Church.
Even the police departments
that have helped us in the past with gambling and other things
are going to refuse to help us
when it comes to narcotics.
And I believed that then and I believe that now.
Times have changed.
It'’s not like the old days, when we can do anything we want.
A refusal is not the act of a friend.
If Don Corleone had all the judges and politicians in New York,
then he must share them
or let others use them. He must let us draw the water from the well.
Certainly he can present a bill for such services.
After all, we'’re not communists.
[ALL LAUGH]
I also don'’t believe in drugs.
For years I paid my people extra,
so they wouldn'’t do that kind of business.
Somebody says to them and says, "I have powders.
"If you put up 3-4,000 dollar investment,
"we can make 50,000 distributing."
So they can'’t resist.
I want to control it as a business, to keep it respectable.
I don'’t want it near schools,
I don'’t want it sold to children.
That'’s an infamia.
In my city we would keep the traffic and the dark people, the colored.
They'’re animals anyway, so let them lose their souls.
I hoped that we could come here and reason together.
And as a reasonable man,
I'’m willing to do whatever is necessary
to find a peaceful solution to this problem.
Then we are agreed.
The traffic in drugs will be permitted, but controlled.
And Don Corleone will give us protection in the east, and there will be the peace.
But I must have strict assurance from Corleone.
As time goes by and his position becomes stronger,
will he attempt any individual vendetta?
BARZINI: Look, we are all reasonable men here.
We don'’t have to give assurances as if we were lawyers.
You talk about vengeance.
Is vengeance gonna bring your son back to you?
Or my boy to me?
I forgo the vengeance of my son.
But I have selfish reasons.
My youngest son was forced to leave this country
because of this Sollozzo business.
All right.
And I have to make arrangements to bring him back here safely.
Cleared of all these false charges.
But I'’m a superstitious man.
And if some unlucky accident should befall him,
if he should get shot in the head by a police officer,
or if he should hang himself in his jail cell,
or if he'’s struck by a bolt of lightning,
then I'’m going to blame some of the people in this room.
And that I do not forgive.
But, that aside
let me say that I swear
on the souls of my grandchildren,
that I will not be the one to break the peace we'’ve made here today.
When I meet with the Tattaglia people,
Should I insist that all his drug middlemen have clean records?
Mention it. Don'’t insist.
Barzini is a man who will know that without being told.
You mean Tattaglia.
Tattaglia'’s a pimp.
He could never have outfought Santino.
But I didn'’t know until this day
that it was Barzini all along..
Come on, Nancy.
Keep together, everyone. Brian.
Okay, all right.
How long have you been back?
I'’ve been back a year.
Longer than that, I think.
It'’s good to see you, Kay.
Hi, Ms. Adams. [CYCLE BELL TRILLS]
[DOG BARKING]
I'’m working for my father now, Kay.
He'’s been sick. Very sick.
But you'’re not like him, Michael.
I thought you weren'’t going to become a man like your father.
That'’s what you told me.
My father is no different than any other powerful man.
[SCOFFS]
Any man who'’s responsible for other people.
Like a senator or president.
You know how naive you sound.
Why?
Senators and presidents don'’t have men killed.
Oh.
Who'’s being naive, Kay?
Kay, my father'’s way of doing things is over. It'’s finished.
Even he knows that.
I mean, in five years
the Corleone family is going to be completely legitimate.
Trust me. That'’s all I can tell you about my business. Kay...
Michael, why did you come here? Why?
[SOBS]
What do you want with me after all this time? I'’ve been calling and writing.
I came because I need you.
Because I care for you.
Please stop it, Michael.
Because... I want you to marry me.
It'’s too late. It'’s too late.
Please, Kay...
I'’ll do anything you ask. Anything to make up for what'’s happened to us.
Because that'’s important, Kay.
Because what'’s important is that
we have each other. That we have a life together.
That we have children.
Our children.
Kay, I need you.
And I love you.
TESSIO: Barzini'’s people chisel my territory and we do nothing about it!
Pretty soon I there won'’t be one place in Brooklyn I can hang my hat!
MICHAEL: Just be patient.
TESSIO: I'’m not asking you for help, Mike Just take off the handcuffs.
MICHAEL: Be patient.
CARLO: We got to protect ourselves.
Give me a chance to recruit some new men.
MICHAEL: No.
I don'’t want to give Barzini an excuse to start fighting.
TESSIO: Mike, you'’re wrong.
CLEMENZA: Don Corleone...
You once said that the day would come
when Tessio and me could form our own family.
Till today I would never think of it.
I must ask your permission.
Michael is now head of the family
and if he gives his permission, then you have my blessing.
After we make the move to Nevada
you can break off from the Corleone family and go on your own.
After we make the move to Nevada.
TESSIO: How long will that be?
Six months.
Forgive me, Godfather, but with you gone,
me and Pete will come under Barzini'’s thumb sooner or later.
And I hate that goddamn Barzini.
In six months'’ time there will be nothing left to build on.
Do you have faith in my judgment?
Yes.
Do I have your loyalty?
Yes, always, Godfather.
Then be a friend to Michael.
Do as he says.
There are things being negotiated now
that are gonna solve all your problems and answer all your questions.
That'’s all I can tell you now.
Carlo, you grew up in Nevada.
When we make our move there, you'’ll be my right-hand man.
Tom Hagen is no longer consigliere.
He'’ll be our lawyer in Vegas.
That'’s no reflection on Tom, just how I want it.
Besides, if I ever need help,
who'’s a better consigliere than my father?
Well, that'’s it.
Thank you, Papa.
I'’m happy for you, Carlo.
Mike... Why am I out?
You'’re not a wartime consigliere, Tom.
Things may get rough with the move we'’re trying.
Tom.
I advised Michael.
I never thought you were a bad consigliere.
I thought Santino was a bad Don, rest in peace.
Michael has all my confidence, just as you do.
But there are reasons why you must have no part in what is going to happen.
Maybe I could help.
You'’re out, Tom.
[DOOR CLOSING]
I can'’t get over the way your face looks.
It really looks good!
This doctor did some job. Who talked you into it?
Kay? Hey, hey, hey! Wait. Hey, hey.
Leave them out here. We'’ll deal with them later.
He'’s tired and wants to clean up. All right now.
Let me open the door, all right?
[PLAYING FOR HE'’S A JOLLY GOOD FELLOW]
Hello, Mike! Welcome to Las Vegas!
All for you, kid! Huh? It'’s all his idea, right?
JOHNNY: Your brother Freddy.
FREDO: Girls? [BOTH LAUGH]
I'’ll be right back. You keep them occupied.
Atta boy, huh?
Anything you want, kid, anything. Huh?
Who are the girls?
That'’s for you to find out.
Get rid of them, Fredo.
Hey, Mike...
Fredo, I'’m here on business. I leave tomorrow. Now get rid of them.
I'’m tired. Get rid of the band too.
Hey, just take off. Come on. Take off. Let'’s go.
Come on. Hey, that'’s it. Hey, Angelo.
Come on, let'’s go. Hey, come on! Scram!
Come on, honey. Let'’s go. I don'’t know, Johnny.
What the hell'’s the matter with him?
I'’m sorry. Sorry... Sorry.
I don'’t know. He'’s tired.
[SIGHS]
[DOOR CLOSING]
What happened to Moe Greene?
He said he had some business.
He said to give him a call when the party started.
Well, give him a call. [PATS ON BACK]
Johnny, how are you?
Hello, Mike. Nice to see you again.
MICHAEL: We'’re proud of you.
JOHNNY: Thanks, Mike.
Sit down, Johnny, I want to talk to you.
The Don is proud too, Johnny.
Well, I owe it all to him.
Well, he knows how grateful you are.
That'’s why he'’d like to ask a favor of you.
Mike, what can I do?
The Corleone family is thinking of giving up all its interests
in the olive oil business and settling out here.
Now Moe Greene will sell us his share of the casino
and the hotel, so it could completely be owned by the family.
Tom! Hey, Mike, are you sure about that?
Moe loves the business. He never said nothing to me about selling.
Yeah, I'’ll make him an offer he can'’t refuse.
See, Johnny...
See, we figure that entertainment
will be a big factor in drawing gamblers to the casino.
And we hope you'’ll sign a contract
to appear five times a year.
Perhaps convince some of your friends in the movies to do the same.
We'’re counting on you.
Sure, Mike. I'’ll do anything for my godfather.
You know that. Good.
Hey, Mike! Hello, fellows. Everybody'’s here. Freddy, Tom.
Good to see you, Mike.
How are you, Moe? All right.
Did you get everything you want?
The chef cooked for you special,
the dancers will kick your tongue out and you credit is good!
Draw chips for everybody in the room so they can play on the house.
My credit good enough to buy you out?
[LAUGHING]
Buy me out?
The casino, the hotel.
The Corleone family wants to buy you out.
The Corleone family wants to buy me out?
No, I buy you out. You don'’t buy me out.
Your casino loses money. Maybe we can do better.
You think I'’m skimming off the top, Mike?
You'’re unlucky.
[CHUCKLING]
You goddamn Guineas really make me laugh.
I do you a favor and take Freddy in
when you'’re having a bad time,
and now you try to push me out! Wait a minute.
You took Freddy in because the Corleone family bankrolled your Casino,
because the Molinari family on the coast guaranteed his safety.
Now we'’re talking business. Let'’s talk business.
Yeah, let'’s talk business, Mike.
First of all, you'’re all done.
The Corleone family don'’t have that kind of muscle anymore.
The Godfather is sick, right?
You'’re getting chased out of New York by Barzini and the other families.
What do you think is going on?
You think you can come to my hotel and take over?
I talked to Barzini. I can make a deal with him and still keep my hotel!
Is that why you slapped my brother around in public?
Ah, that was nothing, Mike. Now, Moe didn'’t mean nothing by that.
Sure he flies off the handle once in a while,
but Moe and me we'’re good friends, right Moe, huh?
I'’ve got a business to run.
I'’ve got to kick asses sometimes to make it run right.
We had a little argument, Freddy and I,
so I had to straighten him out.
You straightened my brother out?
He was banging cocktail waitresses two at a time!
Players couldn'’t get a drink at the table. What'’s wrong with you?
I leave for New York tomorrow. Think about a price.
[DRINK SPILLING] MOE: Son of a bitch!
Do you know who I am? I'’m Moe Greene!
I made my bones when you were going out with cheerleaders.
Wait a minute, Moe. I got an idea.
Tom, Tom, you'’re the consigliere.
You can talk to the Don... You can explain...
Just a minute now.
Don is semi-retired and Mike is in charge of the family business now.
If you have anything to say, say it to Michael.
[DOOR SLAMMING]
Mike, you don'’t come to Las Vegas and talk to a man like Moe Greene like that!
Fredo...
You'’re my older brother, and I love you.
But don'’t ever take sides with anyone against the family again.
Ever.
I have to see my father and his people, so have dinner without me.
Oh, Michael.
This weekend we'’ll go out. Mmm.
We'’ll go to the city, we'’ll see a show and we'll have dinner. I promise.
Mmm.
Oh, Michael., Michael, your sister wants to ask you something.
Let her ask.
No, she'’s afraid to.
Connie and Carlo want you to be godfather to their boy.
We'’ll see. Will you?
Let me think about it. We'’ll see. Come on.
So...
Barzini will move against you first.
He'’ll set up a meeting with someone that you absolutely trust.
Guaranteeing your safety.
And at that meeting you'’ll be assassinated.
I like to drink wine more than I used to.
Anyway, I'’m drinking more.
It'’s good for you, Pop.
I don'’t know.
Your wife and children, are you happy with them?
Very happy.
That'’s good.
I hope you don'’t mind the way I keep going over this Barzini business.
No, not at all.
It'’s an old habit.
I spend my life trying not to be careless.
Women and children can be careless, but not men.
How'’s your boy?
He'’s good.
You know, he looks more like you every day.
He'’s smarter than I am.
Three years old and he can read the funny papers.
Read the funny papers.
Uh...
I want you to arrange to have a telephone man
check all the calls that go in and out of here...
I did it already, Pop. I took care of that. It could be anyone.
Oh, that'’s right. I forgot.
What'’s the matter?
What'’s bothering you?
I'’ll handle it.
I told you I can handle it, I'’ll handle it.
I knew that Santino was gonna have to go through all this.
And Fredo...
Well...
Fredo was, well...
But I never... I never wanted this for you.
I worked my whole life.
I don'’t apologize for take care of my family.
And I refused to be a fool,
dancing on a string held by all those big shots.
I don'’t apologize. That'’s my life, but I thought that...
That when it was your time,
that you would be the one to hold the strings.
Senator Corleone. Governor Corleone. Something.
Another pezzonovante.
Well...
[SIGHS]
Just wasn'’t enough time, Michael. Wasn'’t enough time.
We'’ll get there, Pop. We'’ll get there.
Hmm.
Now listen, whoever comes to you with this Barzini meeting,
he'’s the traitor. Don'’t forget that.
Can I hold it, please?
Can I water these?
Yes, go ahead.
Over here, over here.
Be careful. You'’re spilling it.
[ANTHONY LAUGHING]
Anthony.
Come here, come here.
Come here.
That'’s it. We'’ll put it right there.
[SIGHING]
I'’ll show you something. Come here. Come here.
Stand there.
Give me an orange!
[GROWLING]
[ANTHONY CRYING]
[VITO LAUGHING]
That'’s a new trick.
You run in there. Run in there.
[VITO LAUGHING]
ANTHONY: Where are you?
[COUGHING]
[ANTHONY LAUGHING]
[COUGHING CONTINUES]
[ANTHONY LAUGHING]
[ANTHONY EXCLAIMING]
[ANTHONY CHATTERING]
[BELL TOLLING]
Mike, can I have a minute?
Barzini wants to arrange a meeting.
He says we can straighten out any of our problems.
You talked to him?
Yeah.
I can arrange security. On my territory.
All right?
All right.
Do you know how they'’re going to come at you?
They'’re arranging a meeting in Brooklyn. Tessio'’s ground.
Where I'’ll be safe.
I always thought it would have been Clemenza, not Tessio.
It'’s the smart move. Tessio was always smarter.
But I'’m going to wait.
After the baptism.
I'’ve decided to be godfather to Connie'’s baby.
And then I'’ll meet with Don Barzini and Tattaglia.
All the heads of the five families.
[ORGAN PLAYING]
[BABY CRYING]
[RECITING IN LATIN]
[RECITING CONTINUES]
PRIEST: Michael, do you believe in God, the Father almighty,
Creator of Heaven and Earth?
I do.
PRIEST: Do you believe in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord?
MICHAEL: I do.
Do you believe in the Holy Ghost,
the Holy Catholic Church?
I do.
[RECITING CONTINUES IN LATIN]
[BABY CRYING]
[RECITING CONTINUES]
PRIEST: Michael Francis Rizzi, do you renounce Satan?
I do renounce him.
And all his works?
[MUFFLED SHOUTING]
I do renounce them.
WOMAN: Oh, God!
PRIEST: And all his pomps?
I do renounce them.
Michael Rizzi, will you be baptized?
I will.
[RECITING IN LATIN]
Michael Rizzi, go in peace,
and may the Lord be with you. Amen.
[CHURCH BELLS RINGING]
[ALL CHATTERING]
Kay!
Kiss your godfather.
[INAUDIBLE]
Carlo, can'’t go to Vegas. Something'’s come up.
Everybody has to leave without us.
CONNIE: Mike, it'’s our first vacation!
Connie, please.
Go back to the house, wait for my call. It'’s important.
All right.
I'’ll only be a couple of days.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
We'’re on our way to Brooklyn.
I hope Mike can get us a good deal tonight.
I'’m sure he will.
Sal, Tom, the boss says he'’ll come in a separate car, so you two go on ahead.
Hell, he can'’t do that. It screws up all my arrangements.
Oh, that'’s what he said.
I can'’t go either, Sal.
Tell Mike it was only business. I always liked him.
He understands that.
Excuse me, Sal.
Tom, can you get me off the hook?
For old times'’ sake?
Can'’t do it, Sally.
[TELEPHONE BEING DIALED]
You have to answer for Santino, Carlo.
Mike, you got it all wrong.
You fingered Sonny for Barzini.
That little farce you played with my sister.
You think that could fool a Corleone?
Mike, I'’m innocent. I swear on the kids, Mike.
Please, Mike, don'’t do this. Sit down.
Don'’t do this to me, please.
Barzini is dead.
So is Philip Tattaglia.
Moe Greene.
Strachi. Cuneo.
Today I settle all family business,
so don'’t tell me you'’re innocent, Carlo.
Admit what you did.
Get him a drink.
Come on.
Don'’t be afraid, Carlo.
Come on. Do you think I'’d make my sister a widow?
I'’m godfather to your son, Carlo.
Go ahead, drink, drink.
No, Carlo, you'’re out of the family business. That'’s your punishment.
You'’re finished. I'’m putting you on a plane to Vegas.
Tom.
I want you to stay there. Understand?
Mmm-hmm.
Only don'’t tell me you'’re innocent.
Because it insults my intelligence. Makes me very angry.
Who approached you?
Tattaglia or Barzini?
It was Barzini.
Good.
There'’s a car waiting outside to take you to the airport.
I'’ll call your wife and tell her what flight you'’re on.
Mike... Come on, get out of my sight.
Hello, Carlo.
[GRUNTING]
[CONNIE SCREAMING]
I'’m trying to tell you...
CONNIE: Oh, Mama, please!
[SOBBING]
Michael! Michael!
KAY: What is it? CONNIE: Where is he?
Michael, you lousy bastard! You killed my husband.
You waited until Papa died, so nobody could stop you and then you killed him.
You blamed him for Sonny. You always did. Everybody did.
But you never thought about me! You never gave a damn about me!
Now what are we gonna do?
KAY: Connie.
CONNIE: Why do you think he kept Carlo at the Mall?
All the time he knew he was going to kill him.
And you stood godfather to our baby.
You lousy cold-hearted bastard!
Want to know how many men he had killed with Carlo?
Read the papers, read the papers!
That'’s your husband, that'’s your husband!
[CONNIE SPITTING]
[CONNIE SOBBING]
No! No, no...
Take her upstairs. Get her a doctor.
[MICHAEL SIGHS]
She'’s hysterical.
Hysterical.
Michael, is it true?
Don'’t ask me about my business, Kay.
Is it true?
Don'’t ask me about my business.
No. Enough!
All right.
This one time.
This one time I'’ll let you ask me about my affairs.
Is it true?
Is it?
No.
I guess we both need a drink. Come on.
[GLASS CLINKING]
Don Corleone.