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Passport, sir.

Thank you.

Oh, something happened to the boy?

No, not really.

It's from the automobile.

He's always upsetting me.

He's going to be sick till we arrive.

It's hopeless.

Anything to declare?

No, no, no.

Well, it won't be our job.

Oh, my God.

Oh, no!

The passport was forged, Inspector.

I want all the data we've checked with Interpol
on a report completed in 24 hours at the maximum.

Sir.

Afternoon.

I came here as fast as I could, sir.

We're all ready.

What's the story?

You know, after we talked by telephone, I
changed my views on the case completely.

One of the three victims
might have been murdered.

From appearances, the
boy was dead for two days.

What they did to the body, I'll show you.

It's atrocious.

Proceed, Capuana.

I'm sure of it.

Break this case no
matter how you approach it.

Let's see some exemplary law enforcing.

This time, really enforce them.

Even if it should involve persons
who are very powerfully protected?

I'll say.

And now, we Consigliori have a
decision to make, with no time to waste.

This time, I'm not
speaking for just myself.

The case concerns all of us.

I presume you all know about what
happened near Bordighera recently.

Are you referring to the dead child?

Yes, but not only that.

Who arranged it, too?

The use of the child is something
new here, especially for the Mafia.

We don't tolerate, let alone
practice, certain methods.

Employing is a source of money.

Any small children abuses
and dishonors our families.

But that is not my main point, Don Cashemi.

What is your point?

What is it?

And Colle Pietra is the
source of this whole scandal.

You're kept advised, aren't you?

Of course I'm kept advised.

It's Don Ricuzzo Cantimo.

The American Don.

Ever since they deported him from the
States, we've had one crisis after another.

Don Ricuzzo is not a man to offend.

All the little American dons recommend him.

And because of that he took over from
Don Turi Scannapieco,

and control the area...

I wonder why it is that I
was not asked this time?

Colle Pietro was supposed
to be my area!

I was supposed to be informed...

You weren't in good health
at that time.

Because of that, the Cantimos and the
Scannapiecos are massacring each other.

And Don Ricuzzo profits and invents
his own ways of transporting our material.

And it won't be long until
all of our work is shot to hell.

And this we cannot allow.

Personal vendettas are
not in our interest

We are all humble servants
to "Momma".

- Isn't that correct, Don Rafitta?
- Yes, absolutely.

And so...

I pay my respects.

Goodbye, Don Kashimi.

What's the reason for this?

You're going to be told in good time.

A beautiful view.

All right.

What do you want?

We've only been sent tonight to
give advice and a little warning.

Stop playing cat and mice.

Why should it be called... cat and mice?

I warn you, this time better be careful.

I know it's perfectly plain to you.

I'm sorry, Don Kashimi, you'll
understand if we make you walk back.

But the car will take and leave you here.

No, you're mistaken.

Because this time, boy, I'm
afraid it's the other way around.

Good work, Tony.

My compliments.

Professional.

Al Americano.

The education you had over
there was more than worth the effort.

But sometimes, though, the way they instruct you in America,
they miss the words to evaluate in the way we think.

Please.

With us instead, they're most significant.

For example, what I
shall tell you now is secret.

No one has been told.

Clear?

Back in Sicily now.

Ah.

The Sicilians are ancient, huh?

Much more ancient than Brooklyners.

Their countries may be different,
but their problems are the same.

You remind me of Don Ricuzzo Cantimo.

And for that reason, maybe,
you're the best person to handle this.

But it's common that in all the families God has
created, there are some apples that may spoil.

And one apple, if it's rotten, can
contaminate all the fresh ones, too.

Well, all that you have to do
is get rid of the rotten apples.

I would prefer not to.

It would make... It would
make a lot of pain, my boy.

It's a test for a family man, who
worries about the well-being of his sons...

...and, at times
must consider a sacrifice.

The blood of the just must be spilled,
for the common good.

I undertake these unpleasant matters because I
cannot permit friction, disobedience, or anarchy.

I want this brutal trafficking in
small children definitely rooted out.

It will be.

Oh, you're not to forget the form here.

You're not to forget the form here.

You know what the rules are.

Yes, I do.

By the way, those three
tonight, I recognize those fellows.

Everyone was a paid hand in
the family of Don Ricuzzo Cantimo.

Pity I can't be present here.

But when I do come back, I trust I'll
see the situation entirely normal again.

Best of luck to you, Tony.

Best of luck to you.

Come on.

Tony.

That whistle.

What's that funny tune?

It's a... It's a song.

A vibration in the air.

I kiss your hand, Don Kashimi.

Come on.

Oh, my God.

I'm glad to see you, Tony Agnanti.

I want a room.

For the night or longer?

That depends.

On what?

Business.

There's no business in Colipietro.

The town's too poor, you know that.

Never had a business.

Number five, next to the toilet.

Hey, what's wrong?

Nothing, nothing.

Are you afraid of the Scunapiecos?

Don't be so panicky.

I'll spit on those rats.

It's a good idea to watch out for them.

To me, that means you're scared.

Go on, keep playing.

Whoa!

Is the owner here?

What do you want?

I brought him his cart and his mule.

Who says it's our cart?

What's inside might interest you.

I'll look then.

Just leave it there and start walking.

Tanturi!

Can you hear me?

That's how it's done.

Antonio Agnati.

Well, you've been away quite a while.

You're right.

It's been a long time.

Why are you here?

Well, I brought you back some fruit.

Some very classy stuff.

After my own two men
would have picked it up.

But they got lost and I
had to bring it back to you.

Alfio.

You and Carlo, another cart.

Did you have a reason?

You must have had a motive.

Because I'm a Sicilian.

I was born in this country.

And I hate and I despise
those phony American Sicilians.

And besides, I've got nothing against
making a little bit of, uh, a little money.

So it's business.

I'll reimburse your expenses.

Good morning, your manner.

Unless I'm much
mistaken, you and I... Dino?

Dino!

Dino!

Where are you?

My daughter, Santa.

I know the trouble I owe that cunt, Timo.

I'm afraid she'll be
unbalanced and never recover.

For the rest of her life.

Like her son there was injured
when they murdered her husband.

Ever since he's been as
dear to me as my own sons.

Someday, that bastard
Cantema will pay for it all.

But it cost all I've got and my life.

I'll crucify him.

But come here again, Agnati.

You'd be good to have in my team.

You intend to stay for long in Coli Pietra?

I'm going to stay for a while.

Found a room?

I have a room in town.

Thank you for the wine.

I'll be seeing you.

Come here, Tina.

Damn fools.

Filthy, brainless, olive pickers.

That's all you are.

Peasants.

Pig chasers.

Why, you can't even be trusted to take
a cartload of cherries to the marketplace.

Cart, cherries, even the
horse just disappeared.

Vanished in air.

And no one knows a thing.

No one even saw a thing.

What the hell do I pay you for?

Can't one of you find out?

Huh?

My guess, anyway, is it's one of
the Scannapiecos who pulled this job.

That makes no sense.

The two murdered men were both Don Turis.

You figure they were suicides?

Don Ricuzzo, I don't know whether it's important or
not, but in Colipietro, they've seen Antonio Agnante.

You remember him?

The one who immigrated to America.

Antonio Agnante.

He's perfumed more
than a whore in a bordello.

Minuzo, get that fancy
tie he's wearing, too.

Ever see a fancy tie like he has?

Me, I ain't got no use for them.

I never use them.

I don't ever wear fancy ties.

Only queers use them.

I only use them to wipe my shoes with.

How much?

You better not touch his cash, Gigi.

Might be fake.

Will you please clean my shoes?

Look, motherfucker.

I repeat myself.

Clean my shoes.

Put the gun down.

I told you, I don't want trouble.

I must offer you a drink.

Be my guest, Agnanti.

Good for you.

In America, they taught you plenty.

Started out a two-bit
crook, now you do okay.

I was never a two-bit crook.

You fixed them.

You fought them fair and square.

You earned their respect.

Respect, huh?

What I don't understand
is the fancy welcome.

Sorry I underrated you, but I
hadn't been introduced to you.

And if you'd been one of my visitors, you'd have
called and produced references as soon as you got here.

But especially in view of
certain mysterious goings on.

What's mysterious?

Well, let's say.

A shipment, a load of fruit got away.

Red cherries.

You know, I'm terribly fond of cherries.

Well, you're not the only one.

I know.

People often find it hard to digest.

I'd like you to call.

I welcome you.

I will be seeing you.

Here in Sicily, as you know very well,
we respect those to whom respect is due.

And don't forget this either.

Live and let live.

It's a very good rule.

It's the same in America, I would say.

It is?

Maybe more so, Don Mariano.

Everything's much better in America.

I'm amazed to see you return here.

Why?

Because I have something to do.

But could I ask what it is?

No.

Talk to me openly.

I'm a priest and sworn to secrecy.

It's a personal matter.

That's what all the mafia say.

And that's what's wrong with Sicily.

The personal crime is all
right, as long as revenge is had.

Murder is as common as playing cards.

You people are blind.

The best revenge is to pardon.

Father, now listen.

You invited me here to play
bocce, not to give me a sermon.

Perish the thought, and I hope
nothing I said applies to you.

It's your turn.

Thank you.

Tony Adianti.

Don Ricuzzo Cantimo
asks you to honor his house.

I'll come take you there.

I've got to go and announce you first.

Fine.

Uncle.

You have a caller.

Tony Onianti.

Show me in.

Just a minute.

I'll go myself.

Thank you.

Hey, Tony Arianti, come this way.

Give me the bottle.

I apologize that my place is so modest.

Why don't we sit down over here?

It's much more pleasant.

When it's as hot as today, it's the only spot
where a person can get a breath of cool air.

Pull up a chair.

Whiskey, please.

I must hand it to you.

I see you're cooler than I figured.

That job with the Cherries,
it's beautifully managed.

Only there's one thing I
can't understand about it.

Why ever did you shoot those two men at Turi's Scunup Yeco,
but promptly take the carload of cherries to Don Turi?

I have great respect for
Danturi, and I want his friendship.

Well, of course.

Who ever thought you'd
prove to be so clever?

My abilities and my position
here, you don't appreciate, do you?

Why do you think I
accepted your invitation?

To talk with you openly and freely.

Well, it shows at least what great
intelligence there is in your part, Tony.

This is my wife, Margie.

I married an American girl.

What have you been up to?

Drinking again?

What else am I supposed
to do in this cheesy country?

Behave like a lady.

Now go in the house.

She's really a fine girl.

Her only fault is she drinks too much.

But you can't blame her.

She had a rough time of it as a kid.

Well, let's talk about our stolen cherries.

I told you, I'm very fond of red cherries.

And it's normal that I'd like to see the
property recovered and I'll pay all expenses.

A dog with a bone is a
cinch compared to Don Turi.

But you, you could take it
away from him very easily.

What you're suggesting
is too damn difficult.

I don't know.

It's human nature.

Each of us has some weak point.

Apparently, Don Turi is devoted to his
grandson, Pino, or Zeno, the brat's name.

And to save many sort
of sacrifice would be OK.

You want too much.

And besides, I don't want to be found out.

I need only your brain to mastermind this.

My men are at your disposal.

How many do you want?

Two.

But where do I come in?

You come in on the negotiation level.

Let me sleep, will you?

What have I got?

A plague?

Leave me alone.

Just consider it like you're
practicing your profession again.

Pretend it's a young hot stud.

Look, you're just a piece.

I want my action too, huh?

Tell me about it.

Go on, he was a big black buck.

Fine, huh?

Having his first bang
with a broad that's blonde.

Smooth-bodied.

Go on.

Tell me so.

Make me excited, Marcy.

Yeah, I've had lots.

Are they very different?

They play around first.

Like this?

Yeah, like that.

Then what?

They play rougher.

Like this?

That's terrific.

I love it.

It's great.

Yeah, you love it.

That's great.

I love it.

You bitch, you bitch.

You love it.

You love it.

I can't breathe.

Stop.

Stop.

I'm sorry.

Oh.

Oh.

Where do you think you're going?

Carmela!

Carmela!

Where are you?

Let me see you!

Show your face!

Come out and fight!

You hear me?

Paolo, that's gunfire.

It's in the old quarry.

Dino!

Dino!

Carmela!

Come back here, Carmela!

This hostage is gonna
get a face full of lead.

Show yourself, you coward!

Come out and fight like a man!

Let me see your face, or I'll shoot!

Dino!

Dino!

Carmela!

Fight you faster than that fooling!

Come out, or I'll pull the trigger!

You hear me?

Do what I tell you if
you want the kid to live.

I'll give you 10 seconds.

I mean it.

Carmela!

Oh, Zeno!

Zeno!

Zeno!

Come back, senora!

You mustn't go down!

Zeno!

Zeno!

Zeno!

Oh, Zeno, what have they done to you?

Tell me, what have they done?

Nothing.

He's safe now.

Sound her, sir.

Go back to your room.

No, and as he comes to,
don't take him away from me.

Tina, take her upstairs.

Go on.

No, no, don't touch me.

Don't take him from me.

Don't take him from me.

Oh, let him stay with me.

Please, with me.

They'll hurt him.

Oh, don't take him away.

You can let him go.

He'll be safe.

I will kill.

I promise.

You?

You'll do that?

You?

Thank you.

You must get him!

Now do what you want.

I got the box right here.

I will tell him that I exchanged
your grandson for this.

And a couple of your men as a bonus.

But you'd better be ready because he's not going
to like it when he finds his men like pancakes.

In case he moves?

Who are you side with?

The winner.

Delicious.

I don't believe I've ever
tasted better cherries.

Tony, you did a wonderful job.

My compliments.

Thank you.

In fact, we quarrel with this kind of
vehicles as our grandfathers did, too.

Up until a short while ago, our
families fought the way animals fight.

But keeping to the rules
strictly as befits our honor.

I imagine you can follow that.

Si.

Margie, put down the pitcher.

It's time you stopped drinking.

And for a while, it seemed an
understanding could be reached.

But Don Turi got other ideas.

I'm really sorry, but I
have to teach him a lesson.

That's why I came here to help you.

Thanks.

A debt I shall honor, too.

And now it's time we turned in, Margie.

Of course, you're spending the night, Tony.

I've had your bed made up here.

In this downpour, just to
keep on the road is very hard.

I am a damn good driver.

Well, I'd rather you didn't run the risk.

No point being stubborn, huh?

Margie, put that down and come to bed.

Yes, live well.

Sweet dreams.

Shit.

Thank you.

Hi.

Hey, don't rush off.

Rico won't hear us.

I gave him some sleeping pills.

You can stay.

Now look, let's get this straight.

I don't want any problems.

You're gonna have problems,
baby, if you don't stay.

Because I'm gonna scream and I'm
gonna tell him you tried to rape me.

You think he'd believe you?

No, he wouldn't.

But he's got to try awfully
hard because I'm his wife.

And now, what do you want?

Why, shit, I've heard everything.

What do I want?

You mean you don't know?

But I don't like easy lays.

I don't either.

Then let's cut right through the bullshit.

We both know what you are.

A whore.

That's more than obvious, isn't it?

I was a hooker when
Rico got me in the Bronx.

It was three bucks a pop and
two bucks a handjob in a car.

Do you think that stops me
from being a woman, huh?

Maybe not, but for me, you don't exist.

Listen, Tony Agnanti, stop the crap.

We're all whores in this world.

The only difference is you don't
sell your body, you sell your soul.

And when it comes to nastiness, I don't
know which one of us would win the Oscar.

All right.

If that's what you want.

But my way.

Now, turn around.

What do you mean?

I said, turn around!

Oh!

Oh, you dirty pig!

You pig!

Hey, fathead, where do you
think you're going with that box?

Who are you talking to?

You.

You're the fathead.

Ah, go to hell.

A little nervous?

Yeah.

Wasn't his fault.

You're grouchy.

Well, who wouldn't be?

Everybody's going crazy around here.

Oh.

Oh.

Where's Don Ricuzzo?

I don't know.

Where's everybody else gone?

I'm only the youngest, Cantimo.

You share their
secrets, and I don't like it.

Try asking Don Turi.

Maybe he can tell you.

Son of a bitch.

Zeno!

Zeno!

Alfio, what is it?

Get back in the house.

Stay with Santa.

You left us for the cantimos.

Alfio!

Santa's disappeared.

I'm scared she's in trouble.

Carmela, I said stay in the house.

Why did you leave her?

No!

Ha ha ha!

Someone here says you
knew before they captured Zeno.

And you even could have arranged it.

Then you tell that someone
to tell me, to my face.

Son of a bitch.

Now you've got ten seconds
to apologize to everyone here.

Oh, God.

No!

I don't want you to have
two sons killed in one day.

Don Turi, I came here to tell you something about
the biggest heroin shipment you ever heard of.

And you could have killed off the whole
Cantimo family and taken revenge for your son.

But as it is, you can go straight to hell.

Tony, all I ask you now
is my revenge for Carlo.

Give me that assurance.

All right, you've got it.

But this is the very
last thing I'll do for you.

I give you my word.

Bastard.

Son of a bitch.

I feel a common
friendship has a firm basis.

Or maybe I should say, I'm sure it has.

Since to me, it made it clear that you're the sort
of person I can trust with my ideas about business.

Listen, now she go on and on
for hours playing her one record.

Frankly, according to me, another
whole system has got to be invented.

Delivering narcotics calls for
discretion, more and more discretion.

Listen to her go on with that music.

God damn it, she's hooked on it.

You see, Tony, by now we've got too many
links in the chain, too many that can break.

I'm not sure you're
following this, are you?

Yes.

According to me, the system
should be concentrated.

Fewer mouths and more brains.

The more I figure,
better only one good one.

You know what they say in America,
put all your eggs in one basket.

I don't know if I got it right or
not, but you know what I mean.

Ready for inspection.

Leave that there.

March.

Uno, due.

Uno, due.

Uno, due.

I'm going to carry out an
operation that will benefit everybody.

And I want you to be in on this one.

Because I feel by now you're
the same as one of the family.

Yeah.

Did you hear?

What's wrong?

Hey, Tony, you act like you're doped.

You say something?

No.

Nothing.

And there was no point listening.

But drink up, come on.

Why is our friend Tony missing?

Miss Yester?

I guess so.

He should.

He was tired, poor fellow.

I'd be willing to bet he's had
a fast fling with his hostess.

Sure.

When?

The other night.

That's what I thought.

Was he pretty good?

Well, I thought so.

God, what a whore you are.

I know.

Why not tell me?

You know it turns me on.

You got time for that right now?

Yeah, you're right.

Because I got to keep a business date.

When I get back home, you
tell me all about it, won't you?

Going far?

Where I go doesn't concern you.

Is Tony going with you?

No.

I still don't feel I can trust him.

Keep an eye on him.

Don't you want us to wake
Tony on the auntie up?

No.

Oh, Jesus.

You've got to be some kind of a nut.

I just couldn't wait anymore.

You bitch.

You wanted to catch us together.

I had to see you.

Nobody's here.

Where'd they go?

I don't know.

They took both cars.

Hey, where are you going?

Listen, I've got things to do,
so get the hell out of my way.

Tony, you've got things to do with me.

Get the hell out of my way!

Paolo, Paolo.

Get away from me.

Paolo, please, you must help me.

Not you, I won't.

Paolo, you must help Carmela, understand?

Why should you care about her?

Look, I want you to tell her
to take this note to Don Turi.

It's urgent.

You're setting up another massacre?

Now, you better listen to me.

You haven't seen anything yet.

Just deliver that note.

No, go to hell.

Paolo, I know that you're
in love with Carmela.

Look, I know that you love her and
you want to live with her in peace.

Am I right?

Yes, but nothing can help us now.

Deliver this note.

Then you and she wait for me
at Colpietra at the rooming house.

I'll give you five million lira.

Then you can get away from
here and live in peace forever.

Now, isn't that what you always wanted?

Isn't that what you always
wanted all of your life?

Don't lie to me now.

I give you my word.

I'll go.

I'll see you later.

Your plan was disgusting.

I'm gonna tell him you're
double-crossing him!

Big!

You pay for this!

No!

No!

No, Johnny!

No!

No, don't touch me!

If you even touch me again, I'll...

No!

Oh, Tony, please!

Oh, no!

No!

Let me go!

Tony!

Please!

No!

No!

No!

Let's do it, Paolo.

We have every right to do it.

Who gave us any choice
as to how we were born?

They never asked us first if
we wanted to be born here.

In the midst of this
hatred and cruelty, let's go.

But even if we both remained
here, it wouldn't solve anything.

There'll be other battles.

Stupid battles.

Forever and ever, it's hopeless.

Admit it, we can't stop
our families from feuding.

But escaping together,
we can set an example.

An example we'll let them
know when we get married.

Paolo.

It's our only chance.

Yeah, you're right.

Alfeo!

Papa, you stay here.

Leave this to us.

I can still fight, all right.

Don't you try and stop me.

Go on.

How about it?

Should we open fire?

Fire!

Lay down.

Ophelio.

Ophelio.

Hey, Ricuccio, let us have it out now.

Wait here.

Margie?

Margie?

Damn it, Margie, open the door.

Open the door.

Come on, Margie, let me in.

I know you're in there, Margie.

Come on, open up.

Let me in.

Come on, open the
door before I kick it down.

Margie!

Who did it?

Who was it?

Tony Anianti.

Get Anianti in that flea trapper's
head and finish the bastard!

Steno.

Steno.

No.

Oh no.

Not you.

We'll go around back.

Come on.

Here's your money.

Now, the bus is leaving in 15 minutes.

You be on it.

And don't come back.

You understand?

Go someplace else.

Forget this place.

Come on, quick, upstairs.

To the right.

To the right.

You better cross over that balcony
where you can reach the street.

Now go.

Paolo!

Paolo!

My God.

Paolo.

Murderers!

Murderers!

Hey.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

So so

I'm sorry.

The boss is waiting.

Get rid of him.

Natural causes.

Yeah.

You're the last man our family has.

Fight.

Who is it?

I don't know, Donald Goodson.

Wait a minute.

Can't this family be
trusted to do anything?

We gave him up for dead.

He was a corpse, I swear.

Is he alone?

Seems he is.

Sure must be crazy.

How is it that I'm honored, Tony Anianti?

It's a visit of courtesy.

To say goodbye to us forever?

Oh, are you leaving?

We're not.

Neither am I. It's very strange
you haven't left yet to join Margie.

Where?

In Hellfire.

Margie's burning there.

She killed herself.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, like me.

But after all, I felt she
might have deserved it.

You think there's a God, Tony Anianti?

Sometimes.

Then you have a second to cross yourself.

Bravo.

Bravo, Tony.

In fact, I've other work for you.

But first you'll want to go to Brooklyn.

I don't think so.

Not until I get those
bastards that rip up babies.

But thanks to you, the
bastards were all eliminated.

Don Ricutio, he only wanted power.

He wanted to knock you
off so he could have more.

But he failed.

So you sent for me.

Now, Don Turi, he had to be killed.

And you know why.

Because you and he, you both cooked up that
scheme to rip up babies and fill them with heroin.

I still know a lady who is
going to go to the commission.

Am I correct, Uncle Shemi?

Quite right, Tony Agnati.

But I don't think you'll have an
opportunity to spread the story.

I've already decided
you'll vanish completely.

I never liked witnesses.

Adio, Tony Agnanti.

You know, you're really
a selfish son of a bitch.

All you think about is your own interests.

But Mama knows everything about everybody.

And...

You're going to disappear, not me.

That's been decided by the
powers, by the men who count.

And now, I have the power.

Do you remember many years ago,

In Colipietra, a man caught you
sleeping with this woman in bed.

And you killed him.

That woman, she was my mother.

Remember Kashimi?

That record my mother played?

Pijoti!

Pijoti!

Well, let's go.

The eyes that cause weeping
will weep someday themselves.

Thank you.