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ARCHBISHOP: Don Corleone,

I need your help.
And not just
to light a little candle.

My gift was to be
able to persuade people

to give to the
Holy Church.

Then Rome decides
to put me in charge
of the Vatican Bank...

...but I was never
a true banker.

Mea culpa.
I trusted my friends.

Friendship and money...

Oil and water...

Indeed.

But these "friends" used
the good name of the Church
to feed their greed.

If money was lost...

...then I am to blame.

(SIGHING)

If only prayer could
pay off our 700 million
dollar deficit.

769 million...

The Church owns 25 percent
of a large corporation.
Immobiliare.

You know the one I mean?

Largest landlord on Earth.
Real estate worth
six billion dollars.

That's true.

And the Vatican vote
is necessary for control.

No, you're mistaken.

This isn't a question
of one person deciding.
One deciding vote.

This is like
any other company.

We have directors
and very old rules.

The Pope himself would
have to approve you.

We've sold the casinos.

All businesses having
to do with gambling.

We have no interests
or investments
in anything illegitimate.

The Corleones are
prepared to deposit

500 million dollars
in the Vatican Bank

when Mr. Corleone receives
majority control
of Immobiliare.

Immobiliare could be
something new.

A European conglomerate.

Few families have control
of such a company.

It seems,
in today's world,

the power to absolve debt
is greater than
the power of forgiveness.

600 million dollars.

Don't overestimate
the power of forgiveness.

Don Corleone,

this deal with Immobiliare

can make you
one of the richest men
in the world.

Your whole past history,
and the history
of your family,

and your children
would be washed away.

600 million.

MICHAEL: The only wealth
in this world is children.

More than all the money
and power on earth,

you are my treasure.

Although I entrusted
your education to your mother

for your own best interest,

I look forward to seeing you,

and to a new period of harmony
in our lives.

Perhaps you might prevail
upon your mother to come
to this celebration.

(TRADITIONAL ITALIAN MUSIC
PLAYING)

(SINGING EH CUMPARI)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Vincent, our name is
not on the list.

Write it in. Mancini.
M-A-N-C-I-N-I.

Problem?
My name isn't on the list.

Then you have to
leave immediately.
You want to dance with me?

Joe, it's Vinnie.
These are our guests.

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, sir.

Welcome to the party.

(SINGING CONTINUES)

(INDISTINCT)

(SINGING ALONG)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(MIMICKING MELODY)

(A FEW PEOPLE RESUME SINGING)

(HUMMING MELODY
IN ENCOURAGEMENT)

(PEOPLE JOINING IN)

(GUESTS APPLAUDING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

It's good to see you.

Good to see you.
This is my husband.

Sit down.
My son, Anthony.

The Order of Saint Sebastian
is one of the highest honors
the Church awards.

It was first granted
by Pope...

What about Mr. Corleone's
connections with gambling?

The press kits have...

What about his involvement
with the underworld?

Cut the crap.

The Pope,
the Holy Father himself,

has today blessed
Michael Corleone.

Do you know better
than the Pope?

Vincent!
She loves you.

Yeah?

I love you too.

Hi, Vincent.
I remember you.

From where?

The last party
we were at together.

Did you come to the club?
No, it was a wedding.

I was eight and you were 15.

I had many girlfriends
when I was 15.

Eight-year-olds?
Especially them.

Where's Mary?

Would somebody
please hail Mary?

Excuse me,
Your Excellency.

You haven't
kissed me hello yet.
Relatives always kiss.

(LAUGHING)
Now we're related?

I'm your little cousin.

Who's your father?
I'll give you a hint.

He's Italian.

Mary, we've been
waiting for you.

Remember to keep
your voice low.

And smile.
Don't forget to smile.

(GUESTS APPLAUDING)

(PRESENTATION MUSIC PLAYING)

Daddy, I'm so nervous.

(GREETING GUESTS IN ITALIAN)

The honorary chairman of
the Vito Corleone Foundation,

my daughter,
Mary Corleone.

Thanks.

I think I inherited
my father's love
for speechmaking.

Here it goes.

The Vito Corleone Foundation

helps the poor
in every country,

gives grants to artists,
funds medical research,

and is particularly dedicated
to the resurrection of Sicily.

Archbishop Gilday,

here is 100 million dollars
for the poor of Sicily,

in the name
of Vito Corleone.

(GUESTS MURMURING)

Don't spend it all
in one place.

Mary, I'm so proud of you.

(EMCEE CHATTERING)

Michael...

You've done
a wonderful thing
for Sicily.

Let's hope that the money

gets to the people
who need it.

Amen.

EMCEE:
...the most important part:
Johnny Fontane!

Thank you very much.
I'm happy to be here.

I would like you
to join me

in honoring Commendatore
Michael Corleone.

I have something special
for our godfather.

I happen to know
his favorite song.

Michael,
where are you going?

I'm off to the kitchen
to hear some
Tony Bennett records.

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

Your favorite song,
"Salsiccia's Own."

I'm having
a salsiccia sandwich.
I'll be back.

(SINGING TO EACH HIS OWN)

Hello, Kay.

Congratulations, Michael.
That's quite an honor.

But a little expensive,
wouldn't you say?

Cake?
No, thank you.

(SINGING IN ITALIAN)

It's been a long time,
hasn't it?
Yeah.

Eight years.
Yeah.

You look wonderful.

Your son has something
he wants to talk to you about.

I came here for him.

(DOOR OPENS)

What's wrong with
being a lawyer?

He wants his life
to be in music.

Music is great, I love music.
But he should finish
what he started.

Anthony...

I'm going my own way.
Your own way?

Professional singer?
Yes.

What happens if you fail?

I won't fail.
Men always believe that.

A law degree is like
taking out insurance.

After that you can
work for me...

I will never
work for you.

I have bad memories.

Every family has bad memories.

I'll always be your son,

but won't have anything
to do with your business.

Anthony...
finish the law degree.

No.

Well, that he got from you.
That "no."

You could've helped me
convince him.

Convince him of what?

Of what?

He throws his life away.

(KAY SNORTS)

He throws greatness away.

This is greatness?

Now that you're
so respectable,

you're more dangerous
than ever.

I preferred you when you were
just a common Mafia hood.

Okay.

Can we talk common sense here?
All right.

Tony knows that
you killed Fredo.

What did you come here for?
To protect my son.

Not to see you disguised
by your church.
That was a shameful ceremony.

I spent my life
protecting my son.

I spent my life
protecting my family!

Let's be reasonable, okay?

That's your big thing,
isn't it, Michael?

Reason,

backed up by murder.
(WHISPERING) Oh, God.

You hate me. You hate me.
No.

I don't hate you.

I dread you.

I did what I could, Kay,

to protect all of you from
the horrors of this world.

But you became my horror.

The children still love you,
though. Especially Mary.

That's something.

We can build on that.
For their sake,

let's try.

Only if you let Tony go free
to have his own life,
away from you.

I'll let Tony go.

Thank you.

(DISCO MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(PLAYING JEW'S HARP)

Hi.
Hi.

You could hurt
somebody with those.
Let me show you around.

Can you get me
an interview
with Corleone?

No. I'm a relative,
but I can't do that.

What else can I do for you?

Handsome, but useless.
Oh, yeah?

That's okay, I'll gamble.
Do you like to gamble?

Let's go to Atlantic City.
I'll show you how to gamble.

How do I know
what numbers to bet?

Do I look like a guy
who's gonna lose?

Well...

Spooky-looking guy there.

What's a guy like that
doing here?
That's Joey Zasa's bulldog.

You know him?
Yeah, I do.

His name is
Anthony Squigilaro.
They call him "The Ant."

He dips his bullets
in cyanide.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Don Altobello.

I've come to pay my respects.
Grazie.

You honor
my father's friendship.

Where is my goddaughter?

Constanza!
Don Altobello.

It was not so long ago
that I held you
in these old hands.

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

Michael, I've lost
all the venom,
all the juice of youth.

I've lost the lust for women,
and now my mind is clear.

My duty to God is clear.
I have a special favor
to ask of you.

Can I attach my name to
the Vito Corleone Foundation,

so that you and I
can be joined
in name and spirit?

One million dollars.

(CONNIE EXCLAIMING)

A lot of money...

Godfather.

Don Altobello,
you have such a heart.

Come, let's go and sample
some of that old vino.

The Vatican knows nothing
about these shareholders.

Good.

I have a tendency
to worry.

We've increased our
position substantially.

Naturally, I worry.

Stop worrying,
we have an agreement.

Good. How do you think
I got this gray hair?

Two seconds... Thank you
for your contribution
to the swimming-pool.

We need your help on
Sam Wallace's candidacy
for judgeship.

We can always use
a good judge.
Thanks.

Andrew!

My godson Andrew Hagen.
My brother Tom's eldest boy.

He's been assistant
to Bishop Breelan
for three years.

Hopes to be assigned
to the Vatican.

Rome needs
fine young priests.

His mother Teresa Hagen,
Bishop Gilday.

Honored to meet you.

Mr. Corleone.
Hi. Grace Hamilton.

Vincent Mancini promised
to tell you about me.
That maybe you'd see me.

Did Vincent Mancini
call about her?
NERI: No.

You promised to stay
out there, twice.

I know.

Joey Zasa showed up.
He's waiting in the lobby.

He wants to personally
congratulate you.
Show his respect.

Do I have to see him?
He says you're his patron.

Hey, Vinnie!

Who's your favorite aunt?
You are.

Today I'll talk to Michael
about your little problem.

If you'd warned me,
I would have worn
a better suit.

The Meucci Association
has elected you

Italian-American Man
of the Year.

Meucci...

Who's Meucci?

The Italian-American who
invented the telephone,
one year before Bell.

And this is the reason
you've come today?

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

I...

I've got a stone in my shoe.

A two-bit punk
who works for me.

The one who thinks
he's related to you.

A bastard.

He's here. Vincent Mancini.
He's at the party.

Bring him in.

I think it's good
that we talk.

No, grazie.

I have a problem...

...and I want to find out
if it is my problem
or your problem.

Your business
is your business.

I have no interests
or percentages from it.

Good. Then it's my problem.

Michael, you know
Vincent Mancini.
Sonny's boy.

How are you, Mr. Corleone?
MICHAEL: How are you?

Good. How are you? Good party.
You like it?

Yes, I had to sneak in.
You're dressed for it.

MICHAEL: So,
what's the trouble between
you and Mr. Joe Zasa?

Just trouble.
I'll take care of it.

That's foolish of you.

(VOICE RISING)
Foolish of me?

It's a little foolish
of this guy,
don't you think?

(SHOUTING) Right?

(BELLOWING) Right?
Temper like his father...

Vincent...

Mr. Joe Zasa now owns
what used to be the Corleone
business in New York.

(SCOFFS)

Out of kindness,
he gave you a job
in his family.

You took it
against my advice.

I offered you something better
in the legitimate world.
You turned me down.

Now you both come to me
with this bad blood.
What do you expect me to do?

Am I a gangster?
No...

That was Papa's
neighborhood.

Zasa runs it
like a disgrace!

That's the past, Connie.
I earned that territory.

The Commission gave it to me
and you approved.

Yes.

I came for the party,
not to ask for help.
I could kill this bastard.

MICHAEL: So kill him.

What does all this
have to do with me?

Well, he goes behind
your back, saying
"Fuck Michael Corleone."

Say it to his face,
one time!

Mr. Corleone, all bastards
are liars. Shakespeare wrote
poems about it.

VINCENT: (SHOUTING)
What am I going to do
with this guy?

Joey, if there's some guy
running around this city,

saying, "Fuck
Michael Corleone"...

...what do we do
with a piece of shit
like that?

He's a fucking dog.

Yes, it's true.
If anyone would
say such a thing,

they would not be a friend,
they would be a dog.

My interests don't
conflict with his.

You don't know
how much they do.

Quiet, Vincent.

He needs your support!

Don't let me
work for this guy,
let me work for you.

As what? Tough guy?
I don't need tough guys.
I need more lawyers.

Since we have
no conflicts or debts,
I accept your tribute.

I wish you well.

Vincent, make your peace
with Mr. Joe Zasa. Go on.

(ENCOURAGING SOFTLY)

(WHISPERING)
Bastardo...

(SNARLS)

(JOE SCREAMING)

Vinnie, what's the
matter with you?

(GROANING)
Get him out of here.

Jesus Christ...

I told Connie this
wasn't the right time.

Close it.

I know you're into
Wall Street, but you're
still the final word.

I want to protect you
from these guys.
Your lawyers can't.

But you can?
Yeah, I can do that.

Why should I be
afraid of Zasa?

You stop him from rising
in the Commission.

I say we make him dead.
Give me the order,
I'll do it.

You'll do it?
Yeah.

Maybe you should come
with me for a few weeks.
See what happens.

Okay.
See if you learn.

And we'll talk
about your future.

I won't let you down.

(DOOR CLOSING)

It's about ready.

So, what happened?

What happened?

If I'm in a room with Zasa,
what happens?
I bit his ear off.

Here we go.
Watch the card.

Hold it!

MICHAEL: Vincent...
Yeah.

Take the picture
with us.

Nice jacket.

PHOTOGRAPHER:
Closer to the center, sir.

Smile!

(ORCHESTRA PLAYING
TRADITIONAL MUSIC)

Godfather, this is the cake
for you and your family
from Enzo the baker.

Do you want to do it?

Cent'anni! Cent'anni!

ALL: Cent'anni!

(GRACE MOANING CONTENTEDLY)

Vincent?
What do you want, sweetheart?

Do you love me?

Come on, go to bed.
Come on, say it.

(INSISTS)

I love you.

I love you, too.

(GLASS CLINKING)

You've got a cat?

Go get us some water,
I'm thirsty. Come on.

Come on.

Well, I guess
I know my place.

I can't believe
I'm actually doing this.

"Get me water,
bake me a cake..."
What happened to "please"?

(GASPING)

Good boy, Sackface.
Go for a walk.

Let her go.

MAN: Cut her throat, man.

What did you say?
Cut her fucking throat.

Okay, chief...

Drop your gun or
he'll cut her throat.

I hardly know her, so cut her.
What the fuck do I care?

You've got no choice.
She'll be dead.

If you do, I'll kill you both.
Give up that knife,
I'll let you go.

MAN: Cut her throat!
Right now!
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(VINCENT YELLS)
I'll do something
that'll convince you.

Don't get frightened.
Just watch me.

(GASPING)

Oh, shit!

Drop the knife.
Drop it!

Good boy.

Sit down,
I want to talk to you.

It was a wise choice.
Sit down.

(GASPING)

Lose the mask.

Relax, have a smoke.
You smoke?

Whose idea was this?
Who sent you?

Tell me who sent you.

(COUGHING) No one.

Did you take
a look at this guy?

Yeah.
Who sent you?

It was Joey Zasa.

(GUNSHOT)

(SUBWAY RUMBLING BY)

Are you okay?

(SOBS)

You were going to
let them kill me!
No, I wasn't...

You pig!
You sick fuck!

You wanted gambling.
That's gambling.
Call the police.

You killed the other guy too?
He went for my gun.

It was self-defense.
Go ahead, call the police.

No, no...
I'm taking pictures.

No pictures.

MICHAEL: You had a gun!

They only had a knife.
You could have handed them
over to the police.

Zasa sent them.
I just sent him
a message.

Now he has to
send you one back.

Zasa is going to
send me one back?

He did the right thing.
He got Zasa's name!

What has Joey Zasa
to do with anything?
Joey Zasa is a pazzo.

All right.
You are what you are.

It's your nature.
Stay close to me.

Don't do anything.
Keep your mouth shut
and your eyes open.

And you do what I tell you.
I understand.

I have problems with
the Commission.
VINCENT: I know.

You don't make them easier.

It wasn't my idea
that this happened.

Get out of here.
CONNIE: Michael...

Yes?

Now they'll fear you.

Maybe they should fear you.

MICHAEL: B.J., what's up?
B.J.: The Archbishop
just called back.

We've arranged
some amazing things.

The publicity
is phenomenal.

You're the new Rockefeller.
A philanthropist.

Sign here, please.
Times do change, don't they?

My father hated foundations.
He loved doing it by himself.

Man to man.
But we're different.

No different than
any large corporation.

We control a lot of
money with little.

Minimize taxes.
With no government control.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

ANDREW: Godfather.
Andrew.

MICHAEL: Off to Rome...

I wanted to thank you
for everything.

Do you want some breakfast?
Thanks, I can't.

How's your Italian?
Devo fare un po' di pratica.

His father was
a great lawyer.
I know.

Didn't live to see
him ordained. I did.

Did you ever see
one of those?
(GRUNTS)

Beautiful. I was so proud.
Let me walk you out.

If you hear any rumors in the
Vatican, let me know.

MICHAEL: No, Andrew
has the true faith.

MAN 1: The motion under
discussion relates to
Corleone Group's proposal

to acquire 100,000,000 newly
issued Class A voting shares.

MAN 2: ...Corleone capital
invested directly into
International Immobiliare,

an old and respected
European company.

Mr. Corleone has
an ambitious program

to expand this
real estate company

into an international
conglomerate...

...by Eastern techniques
of efficiency and focus
and unlimited...

Mr. Corleone, excuse me.

Didn't you recently
deposit 200 million
in the Vatican Bank,

which is affiliated
with Immobiliare?

MICHAEL: True. Why not?

Wasn't there any questioning
about the timing on this
particular deposit?

Mr. Chairman, if I may?

The Vito Andolini Corleone
Foundation, of which
Mary Corleone is chairman,

has made an endowment
of 100 million dollars.

The money comes
from his own family

and will be administered
by the Vatican.

Does that answer
your question?

My fellow shareholders,
if Europe and America
can learn to co-operate,

if we can learn
to pool our wealth,
share our markets,

we can defeat any competition
anywhere in the world.

Thank you for your time.

I hope that you will look
favorably on my proposal.
Thank you.

(PEOPLE APPLAUDING)

Let me have this
microphone here.

Will we let a criminal
run our company?

He's got the map of Sicily
on his face!

CHAIRMAN: Order!

He's either a Catholic
or a mafioso...
(FEEDBACK ECHOING)

(MAN CONTINUES CLAMORING
WITHOUT AMPLIFICATION)

Mr. Chairman...

...the Vatican Bank
feels that International
Immobiliare...

...will be safe
in Mr. Corleone's hands.

...subject to audit
and final ratification,

which must take place in Rome.

Please join me in welcoming
Mr. Michael Corleone.

Mary, this is real.
This foundation is real.

I wanted Anthony
to be part of it.

I thought you would
be together on this.

I won't interfere.
I'll help,
but only if you ask.

What is this really for?

Why are you doing this?
Why am I doing this?

I'm doing this
for my children.

You're doing it
for your children too.

This foundation
is supposed to
help all people.

That's the purpose.

This is legitimate.
Mary, I swear,
this is legitimate.

Dad, I want this
to bring me
closer to you.

I would burn in hell
to keep you safe.

Go in the other car.
I'll ride with Michael.

Go, go, go.

Your old partners are
grateful for the money
you made them.

They worship you...

...but their hearts
are broken,

because they think
you abandoned them.

They want to share
your deal on Immobiliare,

to be a family again.

It can purify their money.

This I cannot do.

Immobiliare
must be legitimate.

I know.

But they're unhappy.

And you?

I ask nothing for myself.
Only peace in my old age.

But I must please
the world around me.

Michael, your father
was a reasonable man.
Learn from him.

I learnt many things
from my father.

Call a meeting, my friend,
so there are no debts
or grudges.

We will make the peace,
you and I.

(BROADCASTER CHATTERING
IN ITALIAN ON RADIO)

(IN ITALIAN)

They've had
a press conference.

The Pope's condition
is grave. "Gravissimo."

(ALL PRAYING IN LATIN)

(IN GERMAN)

(IN ENGLISH) Please...

Our group represents
a consortium of
Catholic businessmen

against the
Corleone control.

The Vatican
has cast its vote.

Corleone Group already
controls the Board.

According to
the Lateran Treaty,

the Vatican vote
must be ratified here.

Here in Rome,
by the Pope.

The Pope is gravely ill.

Until he recovers,
I am powerless.

What if he dies?
Then...

...as you Americans say,
all bets are off.

Gentlemen, please.

This is a brief delay.
Nothing more.

Your Excellency,
gentlemen...

I advise you to join us
in our prayers for the
Holy Father's recovery.

We had an agreement!

This meeting was to be
merely a formality.

Please sit down.
I'd rather stand.
Give me an answer.

The Immobiliare has its roots
in the European tradition.
Please understand.

I understand.
Your tactics are
despicable.

That's quite an indictment,
coming from a Corleone.

Gentlemen, gentlemen!

Remember you are
in the Vatican.

What is it that you want?

Yes, you will take control.

We'll gladly put you
at the helm
of our little fleet,

but our ships
must all sail
in the same direction.

Otherwise, who can say
how long your stay
with us will last?

(SNORTS)

It's not personal.

It's only business.
You should know, Godfather.

Very well.

You want to do
business with me?

I will do business with you.

MICHAEL:
Vipers, all of them.

We're back with the Borgias!
Uncle Michael...

Andrew!
I heard you were here.

It's so nice to see you.
Vincent, it's so nice.

ANDREW: What is this
about the Borgias?
Those days are over.

VINCENT: Recognize it?
MARY: Yeah.

Genco Olive Oil.

That's where our grandfather
started as a delivery boy.

Three years later
he owned it.

Only in America.
That's it.

Vincenzo, where have
you been hiding?
We need your help so badly.

What can I do for you?

Get rid of Joe Zasa.
He sells drugs...

Now that I'm an older woman,
I'm afraid to go out at night.

Where should
they be now?

Lou, what's going on?
We're late.

Have I ever let you down?
I trust you.

Don't worry.
Thank you.

Enjoy yourselves.

The neighborhood's
in trouble.

Do you keep
an eye out for them?
Yes.

And for me?
From now on.

I've missed you
all this time.

I missed you too, cousin.

I missed growing up
with my cousins.

I didn't even know you,
but missed you.

Do you remember stories about
our fathers? The old days?

Yeah, what do you
want to know?

What was Sonny like?

Well, he was
the Prince of the City.

He died before I was born,
but I've heard a lot
about him.

What about my father?
He's a great man.

He's a hero.
He saved the family.

Vincent?
What?

Did he kill his own brother?

No.

So, it's all lies?

Just stories,
sweetheart. Okay?

Okay.

I'm glad you're around.
I'm glad you're here too.

Cugina...

Cous...

I'd like to take
Joey Zasa for a ride
in this and drop him.

Joey Zasa is nothing.

He's a small time enforcer.
He bluffs and threatens.

He's nothing.
You can see him
coming a mile away.

We should kill him
before he...
MICHAEL: No!

Never hate your enemies.
It affects your judgement.

Nice to see you again,
Mr. Corleone.

(BAND PLAYING JAZZ)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Hey, girls. Let's go.

(SHUSHING)

We trusted you to manage
our money in the casinos.

It's not even 20 years.

You've sold the casinos
and made fortunes
for all of us.

Bravo, Don Corleone!

(ALL AGREEING IN ITALIAN)

Thank you.

Friends, I have come here
because our business
together is done.

We have prospered,

and now it is time for us
to dissolve the business
relationship between us.

That's it.

But I do have
a little surprise. Al?

Your shares in the casinos.

I thought I cut through
all the red tape,

so you could get your
money right away.

(MEN CHATTERING IN ITALIAN)

50 million dollars!

MICHAEL: Not everybody
gets the same.
Nothing for you...

MICHAEL: It depends
on your investment.

MAN: Michael,
this is really generous!

Wonderful!

(MAN WHISTLING)

(THANKS IN ITALIAN)

Parisi, how much
did you invest?

I don't remember.

You're blessed.

My family has done
much of the hard work,
taken many risks.

All to make money
for the rest of the families.

You all know Joey Zasa.

He is, I admit,
an important man.

His picture is
on the cover of the
New York Times magazine.

He gets
the Esquire Magazine award
for the best dressed gangster.

(MEN CHUCKLING SOFTLY)

The newspapers praise him

because he hires Blacks,
which shows he has
a good heart.

He is famous.

Who knows? Maybe one day
he'll make all of you popular.

(MEN MURMURING)

It's true.

I make more of a bella figura.
That is my nature.

But I also want to make a move
into legitimate enterprises.

I'd like a little pin
from the Pope.

Sure, I take the Blacks and
the Spanish into my family,

because that's America.

And you guarantee
that they don't deal drugs?

I don't guarantee that.
I guarantee that I'll kill
anybody who does.

(SOFTLY)
Let me talk to him.

Who can refuse Don Altobello?

Joey, are you...
No!

I say to all of you,
I have been treated
this day with no respect.

I've earned you all money.

I've made you rich
and I asked for little.

Good. You will not give,
so I'll take!

As for Don Corleone,

he makes it very clear to me
today that he is my enemy.

You must choose between us.

(MEN MUTTERING)

ALTOBELLO: No, Joey!

We could reason together.

No.

Michael, please...

PARISI: Michael,
the news is everywhere.

Everyone says
that you control
Immobiliare.

MAN: Immobiliare is already
laundering money in Peru
and Nassau.

We've worked with you
for 40 years. We should
wet our beaks a little.

We want to do
business with you.

That's right,
we've been together...

(RUMBLING)

It's a hit! Let's go!

MAN: Let's get out
of here! Move!

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

(MACHINE GUN FIRING)

My coat!
It's my lucky coat!

It's my lucky coat!

(GROANING)

Stay behind me!

(MACHINE GUN FIRING)

Mikey, this way!

(ALARM CLANGING)

(SIRENS APPROACHING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

Come on.
We're out of here.

(HORN BLARING RHYTHMICALLY)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

MICHAEL:
You did good, Vincent.
Grazie.

NERI: The old Dons were
pretty much wiped out.

The survivors made
deals with Zasa.

Altobello?
He survived.

He's with his daughters
in Staten Island.

He says he's going
to retire in Sicily.

Joey Zasa would never
pull something like this
without the backing.

He's just muscle.
He doesn't have the wit
for that helicopter attack.

He doesn't even have
the ambition to wipe out
the whole Commission.

I say we hit back
and take Zasa out!

(MAN REPORTING EVENTS ON TV)

(WHISPERING)
Never let anyone know
what you're thinking.

Let's get a message
to Joey Zasa.

I respect what he's done.

The new overthrows the old.
It's natural.

How can you do business
with this guy?

I'm a businessman,
first and foremost.
I want no further conflict.

Tell him that
he can live
or he can die.

Vincent,
will you shut up!

That's it.

Joey Zasa...

He can't be
doing this alone.

Just when I thought I was out,
they pull me back in.

Our true enemy
has not yet
shown his face.

Michael!

(MICHAEL GASPING)

It's his diabetes!

Has he had his medicine?
CONNIE: I don't know
what he took.

(PANTING HEAVILY)

I've got my wind back.
NERI: Call a doctor.

Run, run, run!
CONNIE: Vincent!

Run at thunder, girl!
Thunder can't hurt!

Harmless noise!

Bullshit! You
deceitful old fuck!

Altobello, you fuck!

Fredo!

Fredo!

(PARAMEDICS CHATTERING)

Oh, God! Dad!

(MARY SOBBING)

Excuse me.

I'll call Kay.

Good evening, sir.
Can we wait here?
We'll be back soon.

Mr. Harrison, you said
it was urgent. Have you come
to confess your sins?

Michael Corleone has
had a diabetic stroke.

I wanted you
to know about it.

He's in a coma. I'm here
to insist the deal goes
through in any event.

The Pope has not
much time left.

So, as you, I am in
a difficult position.

We have to
ratify this deal
as soon as possible.

We have an understanding.
Good.

I'm going to the hospital.
I'll pray for Mr. Corleone.

Our thoughts are
with Mr. Corleone.
B.J.: Thank you, Father Jim.

Everything will be
out in the open
if Corleone dies.

Play for time, Keinszig.

A habit born of a long
contemplation of eternity.

KAY: Hello, Michael.

(GRUNTS INQUISITIVELY)

It's Kay.

Kay...

I never expected you.

(CLEARING THROAT)
No, I know.

But I'm here.

I'm glad.
You know...

I've never seen you
looking so helpless.

It's not so bad, really.

I feel...
I'm getting wiser now.

Yeah.
Oh, yeah.

The sicker you get,
the wiser you get?

When I'm dead,
I'll be really smart.

Michael... I want
to thank you for Tony.

He's doing really well.
He's gotten some
very good notices,

and he'll make
his operatic debut

in Sicily, in Palermo
this Easter, so...

So, thank you.

That's a real honor.
In Sicily.

I will be there.
I won't miss that.

I won't miss that.

Mary, Tony...

Go see Dad.

(BOTH EXCLAIMING)

Sweetheart!
Everything's going
to be all right.

Tony!
How are you doing, Pop?

Your mother told me
what happened.

About Palermo?
I hope you'll be there.

Of course. Kiss me.

MARY: (ON PA) Cousin Vinnie?
He's not here.
Call his apartment.

(WHISPERING)
It's your cousin Mary.
Let her in.

Hi, cous.
I thought I'd drop by.
Is that okay?

I'll get the guys.

No, it's not okay.
You shouldn't
have come, Mary.

Only a couple
of minutes, okay?

You look beautiful, cous.
Thanks.

So this is your club,
your hideout?

Yeah.
I came here to check it out.

It's so strange,
just me and Aunt Connie
in the house.

I feel better
when I'm with you.

What's wrong,
sweetheart?

I'm scared about my father.
Don't be.

When they took him
out of the ambulance,
I thought he was dead.

Everybody says
he's going to be better.

Don't worry.

I remember a shooting
when I was little.

And one time Al Neri
and other bodyguards
took me and Tony away.

Is it all
happening again?

Not like that, sweetie.

Then why are you hiding here?
Is something going to
happen to you?

Nothing's going to
happen to me, cugina.

We'll take care of you.

Can I stay here
and hide out with you?

Can you help me
cook for the boys?

You know that
I don't know
how to cook,

but I'll help.

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Okay...

What do I do?

I love you, cous.
I love you, too, cous.

Let us cook.

Hold me.

(FANFARE PLAYING)

You in the press
and the police use words
like "Mafia," "Cosa Nostra."

This is a fantasy.

We Italian-Americans laid the
bricks that built this city.

We have Meucci,
who invented the telephone.

We have Don Ameche,
who played the guy
who invented it.

Buy yourself a raffle ticket,
maybe you'll win a Cadillac.

The salsiccia is wonderful!

Here, have a sandwich.

Nice to see you, Mr. Zasa.
Have a nice time.

Don't forget to buy
your raffle tickets.

What are you doing?
He didn't mean it.

Tell him you're sorry.
Okay, let's go.

Joey! How are you?

How are you, Buddy boy?

Hey, Joey Zasa!
Joey, up your ass!

Who is this?
Do you know him?
Ignore him.

Who's going to win
the car? The Ant?

This is what gives
Italian-Americans a bad name.
A cappone like this.

Joey, up your ass!

Get off the car!
Do you have a raffle ticket?

Joey, take a look
at my raffle ticket!

Here's what I think of you...
and your raffle ticket.

Get the fuck
off this car.

I'll break
your fucking balls.

(BOTH ARGUING)

Get out of here!

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

Run, Joey!
You piece of shit!

JOEY: Open the door!

How are you, Joe?

Zasa!

Don't ever again
give that kind of order.

Not while I'm alive.

Understand?

You were too sick
to make a decision.

I got a go-ahead
from Neri and Connie.

Connie?

(AGREEING)

It was the right decision,
Uncle Mike.

It was the wrong decision.
I command this family!

Right or wrong...

...it was not what I wanted!

(SEETHING)

(QUIETLY)
Do you understand?

Yes.

Come on, Michael.

Yes.

Good. Vincent,
help me to my bed.

I want to talk to you
alone for a minute.

(GASPS)

You know, I always felt
responsible for you.

You know that.

Your father...

...my brother,
we were opposites.

We would fight and argue.
But I never doubted his love.

He would do
anything for me.

But his temper...

Too much.
It clouded his reason.

I don't want you
to make that mistake.

Also...

...he, too,
had a way with women.

Vincent...

So I hear.

What are you doing
with my daughter?

What are you
doing with her?

(SOFTLY)
It's too dangerous.

(WHISPERING)
Do you hear me?

Okay.

Vincenzo...

When they come,
they'll come at
what you love.

(HORN HONKS)

(SHOUTING EXCITEDLY
IN ITALIAN)

(BAND PLAYING)

How are you?

Don Bendino,
my old friend.

MICHAEL: I brought you here,

so that my old friend and
protector, Don Tommasino,

could advise us.

(IN ITALIAN)

A blood bath
in Atlantic City
left New York a mess.

Joey Zasa
at least was running
a tight ship,

but with him
out of the picture
we must step in.

Step back in...

VINCENT: Or the Chinese
and Colombians will.

(IN ITALIAN)

(IN ITALIAN)

(IN ITALIAN)

(IN ENGLISH)
"Our ships must all sail
in the same direction..."

Italian politics have had
these men for centuries.

They are the true Mafia.

The Archbishop
and the Vatican Bank,
that's the big problem.

They're the same problem.
B.J., they're connected.

The Archbishop has
powerful friends.

They totally protect him.

(IN ITALIAN)

(IN ITALIAN)

I will see this
Cardinal Lamberto and see
if we can work things out.

You honor your agreements,
but you are dealing
with crooks.

They have no honor.

My word is final.

(MICHAEL IN ITALIAN)

(PEOPLE PRAISING IN ITALIAN)

I've invited you all here
to celebrate my son's debut
in an opera house...

We'll play
"Philadelphia."

Seven cards.
Two down, four up.

Deuces and
one-eyed jacks are wild.

...in the opera
"Cavallaria Rusticana."

It's "Cavalleria Rusticana,"
Dad.
"Cavalleria."

I think I have tickets
to the wrong opera.

I've been
in New York too long.

You will all receive tickets,
so come on time.

Dad, I've got
a present for you.

(ASKING PERMISSION IN ITALIAN)

It comes from
the town of Corleone
and it's authentic Sicilian.

And... I learnt it for you.

(SINGING)

MICHAEL: She was wonderful,
beautiful.

I loved her.
And then she died.

My trusted bodyguard
planted a bomb in my car.

She drove it
before I did.

Why is such
a beautiful country
so violent?

History.

Mom was telling me about
when your biggest worry
was passing your exams.

Yes, it was then.
I worry about you now.

Oh, Mary, you're such
a warm-hearted girl.
You always were.

I love my family.
Even your cousin Vincent?

I really love him.

He's your first cousin.
Then I love him first.

Mary,
you can't see him.

Just don't
see him anymore.

He's right.
It's too dangerous.

Mary, you can't
see him anymore.

(BELL TOLLING)

Not in that fashion.

Please, promise me.

No!

(POP SONG BLARING ON RADIO)

Bella cugina...
Tesoro mio.

You wanted to see me?
Yeah.

I want you to do
something for me.
It's dangerous.

Good. I'm in.
What do you need?

I want you
to sell your soul
to Don Altobello.

To betray me.

He'd never believe me.

That depends.
Sit down.

I have an idea.

See if you can learn
how high Altobello
is connected.

Arrange a meeting.

You say how devoted
you are to me.

Tell him your problems.

Ask for his help.
What problems?

That you want to run away
with my daughter.

But you know that if you do,
I will become your enemy.

You know that
I would never do that.

I know.

Ask Altobello to speak to me.
To further the marriage.

But you're cousins,
after all.

Michael was
always a little
old-fashioned.

Say you can't belong
to my legitimate world.

That you want your own family.

I could straighten out
what Joey Zasa left behind.

If you could use
your friendship
to persuade him,

I would be indebted
to you forever.

A Corleone knows the value
of such a friend.

Then you would
work for me?

Si.

Bacio la mano,
Don Altobello.

If he hints that he wants you
to betray me, get insulted,

because that's his trap.

You're not telling me
the whole truth, Vincenzo.

Isn't it true,
that with Michael gone,

the girl controls
everything?

Leave the girl out of this.
Of course, you love her.

And she loves you.

I guessed it, didn't I?

You're a wise man,
Don Altobello.

I'll be learning
a lot from you.

The richest man
is the one with the
most powerful friends.

It's my duty
to make the introductions.

(GREETS RESPECTFULLY
IN ITALIAN)

Don Lucchesi.

Don Altobello tells me
that you have
a strong character.

A man of respect.

This is the hero
who put Joey Zasa
in his grave.

If we'd known
of his existence,

we wouldn't have
backed Joey.

No one wants
another Joe.

Let me be your friend.

Even the strongest man
needs friends.

I'm flattered.

You're a man of
finance and politics.
Things I don't understand.

(SCOFFS)

You understand guns.

Finance is a gun.

Politics is knowing
when to pull the trigger.

How can I help?

(CHUCKLES KNOWINGLY)

Vieni?

MICHAEL: I trusted
this business arrangement
with the Archbishop.

I trusted him.

I was sure his honesty
was beyond a doubt.

But, as you see,
I'm now the victim
of a swindle.

He's stalling me.

Vast monies
have gone to people
in high political places

and the Vatican Bank
is the guarantor.

CARDINAL:
If what you say is true,
there will be a great scandal.

Look at this stone.
It has been in the water
for a very long time,

but the water has
not penetrated it.

Look...

Perfectly dry.
The same thing has
happened to men in Europe.

For centuries they have
been surrounded
by Christianity,

but Christ has
not penetrated.

Christ doesn't
live within them.

(GASPING)

What's happening?
Could you get me
something sweet?

Some orange juice,
candy...

(ORDERING FOOD IN ITALIAN)

I have trouble
with diabetes.

(GASPING)
My blood sugar goes low.

I understand.

(THANKS IN ITALIAN)

It happens sometimes
when I'm under stress.

I understand.

To come to you on
such a delicate matter...

Accusations against
your Archbishop.
It was difficult for me.

The mind suffers

and the body cries out.

That's true.

Would you like to make
your confession?

(CHUCKLES)

Your Eminence, I'm...

It's been so long.
I wouldn't...

I wouldn't know where to...

It's been 30 years.

I'd use up too much
of your time, I think.

I always have time
to save souls.

Well, I'm beyond redemption.

No, no...

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

I hear the confessions
of my own priests here.

Sometimes
the desire to confess
is overwhelming,

and we must
seize the moment.

What is the point
of confessing
if I don't repent?

I hear you are
a practical man.

What have you got to lose?

Go on.

(SIGHS) I...

(CLEARING THROAT)

...betrayed my wife.

Go on, my son.

(BELL TOLLING)

I betrayed myself.

I killed men.

And I ordered men
to be killed.

Go on, my son. Go on.

It's useless.

Go on, my son.

I killed...

I ordered the death
of my brother.

He injured me.

I killed my mother's son.

(SOBBING)
I killed my father's son.

(WEEPING QUIETLY)

Your sins
are terrible,

and it is just
that you suffer.

Your life could
be redeemed,

but I know that
you don't believe that.

You will not change.

(CONTINUES SOBBING)

(ABSOLVING IN LATIN)

(BELL TOLLING)

(REPORTER TALKING SOMBERLY
IN ITALIAN ON RADIO)

Connie...

All my life
I've kept trying
to go up in society.

To where everything
higher up was legal,
straight...

But the higher I go,
the more crooked
it becomes.

Where the hell
does it end?

(SIGHS)

They've been
killing each other
for centuries here.

For money, for pride,
for family.

To keep from becoming
the slaves of the rich
pezzi da novanta.

I made confession, Connie.

I confessed my sins.

Why? That's not like you.

You don't have
to confess your sins
to a stranger.

It was the man.

He's a good man.
A true priest.

He can change things.

Michael...

You know, sometimes
I think of poor Fredo.

Drowned.
It was God's will.

It was
a terrible accident.

But it's finished.

Michael, I love you.

I'll always help you.

(CRYING QUIETLY)

Oh, Connie...

(GREETING IN ITALIAN)

(IN ITALIAN)

(IN ITALIAN)

(BRAYING)

(NICKERS)

(MAN CHATTERING
IN ITALIAN OVER PA)

Kay!

Connie!
How are you?

Mary, I've missed you.

Hello, Michael.
Mom, look at this.

(GASPING)

(CHUCKLING IN AMAZEMENT)

It's too bad Douglas
couldn't come.

I know. He had
a very important trial.

I know
he wanted to come.

The car is...
Okay.

Well, your son is an artist.
Oh, yes. Thanks to you.

What for?
For making me let him go.

Well, after all these years,
here I am in Sicily
for the first time.

I want to get
a picture of you together.

Okay.

Hey, Dad. Smile!

I see you still
have Al Neri. Why?

I need him. He helps me
get in and out of the car.

(STIFLING LAUGHTER)

He carries my briefcase.
You're still a liar, Michael.

Let me show you Sicily,
the real Sicily.

So you'll understand
the family history.

I think I understand
it well enough.

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

Anthony, I have something
you made for me
a very long time ago.

Might bring you luck.
Thanks.

You saved it... I remember.

Thank you, Dad.

I'm proud of you.

Thank you.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(FOOTSTEPS STOP)

Are they as good
as they look?
Better.

They're the best.
As long as they are around,
Uncle Michael is safe.

MARY: Goodbye.

Tell your father
I'll be back for dinner.

Okay.

Have fun.
Tell Tony to wait for me.

I will.

Buongiorno, signora.
At your service.

(SNORTS IN SURPRISE)

If I see Dad,
I'll tell him you left.

You're the only one left
with my father's strength.

If anything happens
to Michael,
I want you to strike back.

I'll have everything ready.

Do you swear?

I swear to you.

Here it is.

The house
where my father was born.

This is where they came
to take him when he was
a boy. To kill him.

(TRADITIONAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Wait...

Listen to that.

You know Mary's in love.

Yes, I know.

With a handsome,
young Italian man
with dark eyes...

I won't allow it.

It's wrong. It's wrong
and it's dangerous.

(IN ITALIAN)

(EXCLAIMS)

(CONTINUES RECITING
IN ITALIAN)

(WHIMPERING IN ITALIAN)

(NARRATOR CONTINUES)

Honor, huh?

I remember the time
you came to my parents' house

and told me about
the family business.

How you'd never have
anything to do with it.
You sounded like Tony.

I was a lot like Tony.

I can barely see him... Kay?
What?

Do you mind driving?
What's wrong?

My eyes. Sometimes
they're all right, but...

I have to see Don Tommasino...

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

(YELPS)

(LAUGHING IN SHOCK)

Well...

There are no bodyguards today.
I really snuck away.

(IN ITALIAN)

(BECKONING IN ITALIAN)

(IN ITALIAN)

(CURSES IN ITALIAN)

(EXCLAIMS)

(GREETING IN ITALIAN)

(IN ENGLISH)
How are you?

This is Calo,
one of my bodyguards
in the old days.

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

We can wait here.
You want a drink?

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

I spent a lot of time
in this room...

...thinking of you.

And then you got married.

I still thought of you.
What's in that room?

This is dangerous for you.
This is Sicily.

I love this country.
Why?

Well, all through history,

terrible things have happened
to these people.

Terrible injustices.

But they still expect good,
rather than bad,
will happen to them.

Sort of like me and you?

How so?
I'm still here, right?

We do have a bad history,
but I'm still here.

Yes, you are, but with dread.

Give me the order!

Is that supposed to make me
not dread you?

We're in Sicily.
It's opera.

Okay.

What do we do now?

Be reasonable.
Let's try not
to hurt each other.

(SIGHS)

I want you to forgive me.

For what?
Everything.

Oh, like God?

No, I need something
a little closer.

You couldn't understand,
back in those days.

I loved my father.
I swore I would
never be a man like him,

but I loved him
and he was in danger.
What could I do?

And then later,
you were in danger.

Our children were in danger.
What could I do?

You were all that I... loved
and valued most in the world.

Now I'm losing you.
I lost you.

You're gone.

And it was all for nothing.
So...

You have to understand,
I had a whole different
destiny planned.

All right, I'll stop.

I really don't know what
you want from me, Michael.

I mean...
I'm not the man
that you think I am.

(RESTRAINING SOBS)

I don't know.
I love you, Kay.

Don't dread me anymore.

You know,
every night here in Sicily...

...I dream about my wife
and my children...

...and how I lost them.

I guess that
if it's any consolation,
I want you to know that...

...that...

...I always loved you,
Michael.

And you know...

...always, I always will.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(IN ITALIAN)

(IN ITALIAN)

(MICHAEL SPEAKING)

It never ends.

(CALO SPEAKING)

(BELLS TOLLING)

(CARDINAL READING NAMES)

(IN ITALIAN)

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

(IN LATIN)

(IN ITALIAN)

(IN LATIN)

(IN LATIN)

(IN LATIN)

(BELL TOLLING)

(JOHN PAUL I SPEAKING
ITALIAN OVER P.A.)

REPORTER: Frederick Keinszig,
known as "God's Banker,"
has been reported missing.

He was last seen leaving
the Rome offices of Vatican
owned Immobiliare.

Also missing
was a large sum of money
and several documents.

Keinszig, you fool.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

REPORTER:
His absence casts
further suspicion

on the dealings
of the Vatican Bank.

For several years,
the bank and its companies

have been the object
of allegations of disreputable
business practices.

Lucchesi, will you please
try to understand?

I have phoned him.
I have waited here
by the phone.

You would do well to remember,
Mr. Lucchesi,

that this Pope
has very different ideas
from the last one.

(BLESSING IN LATIN)

(INAUDIBLE)

(WHISPERING)
Goodbye, my old friend.

I swear,

on the lives of my children...

Give me a chance
to redeem myself...

...and I will sin no more.

(DOOR OPENING)

It's not just
a bad banking deal.

These guys are butchers.

What guys?
Lucchesi.

He controls all of them:
Altobello, the Archbishop...

...others higher up,
P2 maybe.

Secret unknown.
They're running things.

I'm in their way.
He's hired an assassin
to kill you.

A Sicilian.
I don't know his name.

(GRUNTS)

But they say he never fails.

Then no one is safe.

Even the new Pope
is in danger.

We still have time.
We can prevent this.

I tried, Vincent.

I tried...

...to keep everything
from coming to this.
But it's not possible.

Not in this world.

Give me the order.

You won't be able to go back.

You'll be like me.
Good.

All my life I wanted out.

I wanted the family out.

I don't want out.

I want the power
to preserve the family.

I'm asking for the order.

I can't do it anymore.

Well, it doesn't matter.
Vincent knows what to do.

Come on outside.
Take a rest and
don't think about it.

All I do
is think about it.
I'm your son.

Command me in all things.

Give up my daughter.

That's the price you pay...

...for the life you choose.

Nephew...

...from this moment on...

...call yourself
Vincent Corleone.

Sit.

Don Vincenzo...

Don Corleone...

Don Vincenzo Corleone...

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(CHATTERING IN ITALIAN)

E tu, Vincenzo...

I know how you feel
about Michael,
but you can't save him.

He's lost.

(WHISPERING)
Think of yourself.

What's your answer, Vincent?

Enjoy the opera.

It's all taken care of.

Check the bar.
I'll check the top floor.

"Here's hoping Tony sings
better at the Teatro Massimo
than in the shower.

"Love, Douglas."

My darling Constanza!
Don Altobello.

This is a great occasion.
Come, sit down.

Happy birthday. You're 80,
but don't look more than 60.

You're the only one
who remembered.

We've just got the word.

The Pope has ratified
the Immobiliare deal.
We've won.

Congratulations.

Strange how things work.

The Pope is doing
what you said he'd do.
He's cleaning house.

He should be careful.
It's dangerous to be
an honest man.

(CHATTERING IN ITALIAN)

(WHISPERING) I want to put
more muscle backstage
with Tony.

On your birthday
you used to
shower me with treats.

Tootsie Rolls!

The nuns
who made this cannoli
took a vow of silence.

They're the very finest.

Hey.
Hey, cous.

Hi. Where's your leather?

(WHISPERING) Stop it.

You're so thin. You eat it.

E buono.

Grazie!

It's over. There are things
I have to do that
you can't be part of.

It's not your
father's decision, it's mine.

Don't hate your father.

There are things
I'll be part of
that you can't be around.

After tonight,
you won't see me anymore.

You've got
to understand, Mary.
You've got to understand.

I'll always love you.

Love somebody else.

(MARY SOBBING)

(ALL TOASTING ANTHONY)

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

(CHATTERING IN ITALIAN)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(ANTHONY SINGING
ITALIAN OPERA)

(INAUDIBLE)

(CHATTERING IN ITALIAN)

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING)

VINCENT: They won't
try anything.

BODYGUARD: Everything's fine.
It's all clear.

I've already sent Al Neri
to the Vatican.

(IN ITALIAN)

(IN ITALIAN) Yes.

(DOOR BUZZING)

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

(GRUNTS)

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING FIERCELY)

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Buona sera.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

(INAUDIBLE)

(CHATTERING IN ITALIAN)

(FLOORBOARDS CREAKING)

(GRUNTS)

Good. You got him.

(GASPS)

(WHISPERING FIERCELY
IN ITALIAN)

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

VINCENT:
Tonight the Corleone family
settles its accounts.

Keinszig...
That little Swiss banker fuck.

He's been swindling everyone
from the beginning. Fuck him.

Don Lucchesi, my friend.

Calo will pay him a visit
at his home.

Neri, take a train to Rome.

Light a candle
for the Archbishop.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(IN ITALIAN)

(SCREAMS)

(MAN, IN ITALIAN)

(GASPING)

(CHORUS BUILDING)

(INAUDIBLE)

(CHORUS REACHING CRESCENDO)

(CHORUS PAUSES)

(GRUNTING IN ITALIAN)

B.J.: It's serious.

Our man inside the Vatican
says there's a plot
against the Pope.

He'll have a heart attack?

This Pope has powerful
enemies. We may not be
in time to save him.

Let's go back.

(SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING)

(INAUDIBLE)

(IN ITALIAN)

(INQUIRING IN ITALIAN)

(CUP SHATTERING)
(NUN SCREAMING)

(IN ITALIAN)

(TREMULOUS GASP)

Sleep.

Sleep, Godfather.

Our friend's dead.

(BELL TOLLING)

(CRESCENDO BUILDING)

(LUCCHESI, IN ITALIAN)

(IN ITALIAN)

(BELL TOLLING)

(BODYGUARD, IN ITALIAN)

Psst.

(GUN FIRING)

(SCOFFS)

(EXCLAIMS IN ITALIAN)
(GUNSHOTS)

(SOPRANO SINGING)

(CROWD ROARS)

(ALL CONGRATULATING)

Can I talk to you now?
No, it's not a good time.

You're just like my father.
Stay with the family. Go on.

Talk to me.
The twins are dead.

In about one minute,
there will be carabinieri
all over this place.

Get everybody to the cars,
quietly.

Got it.
Quiet.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING IN ITALIAN)

The name Corleone
will be associated
with a voice.

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

Dad...

(BRAYING)

You don't have
to do this to me.
Do what? What do you mean?

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(ALL CLAMORING)

Dad...

(SCREAMING)

No! Mary!

God, no!

(KAY WAILING)

(KAY SCREAMING)

(WOMAN SCREAMING IN ITALIAN)

(SILENT)

(SCREAMING)

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