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|Birthday:||April 3, 1924|
|Birthplace:||Omaha, Nebraska, United States|
|Death:||July 1, 2004|
|Educated At:||Actors Studio, The New School, Shattuck-Saint Mary's|
|Political Parties:||Democratic Party|
|Nationality:||United States Of America|
|Occupations:||Television Actor, Film Actor, Stage Actor, Film Director|
|Spouse:||Movita Castaneda, Tarita Teriipaia, Anna Kashfi|
Birthday: April 3, 1924
Birthplace: Omaha, Nebraska, United States
Death: July 1, 2004
Educated At: Actors Studio, The New School, Shattuck-Saint Mary's
Political Parties: Democratic Party
Nationality: United States Of America
Occupations: Television Actor, Film Actor, Stage Actor, Film Director
Spouse: Movita Castaneda, Tarita Teriipaia, Anna Kashfi
Tom Hagen: [on the phone] This is Tom Hagen, calling for Vito Corleone at his request. Now, you owe your Don a service. He has no doubt that you will repay him. In one hour he will be at your funeral parlor to ask for your help. Be there to greet him. [as ordered, a nervous Bonasera meets the Don at his parlor]
Don Corleone: Well, my friend, are you ready to do me this service?
Bonasera: Yes. What do you want me to do? [the two walk into the embalming room, where a corpse lies on a table... ]
Don Corleone: [staring at the table] I want you to use all your powers, and all your skills. I don't want his mother to see him this way. [he draws back the sheet to reveal, to a horrified Bonasera, the bullet-smashed face of Sonny Corleone...breaking down for a moment] Look how they massacred my boy...”
Don Corleone: Why did you go to the police? Why didn't you come to me first?
Bonasera: What do you want of me? Tell me anything. But do what I beg you to do.
Don Corleone: What is that? [Bonasera gets up from his seat and whispers into the Don's ear; for a long moment the Don is silent]
Don Corleone: That I cannot do.
Bonasera: I will give you anything you ask!”
Don Corleone: What is that, outside? [Both look out the window and see famous singer Johnny Fontane has arrived] He came all the way from California to the wedding. i told you he was gonna come!
Tom Hagen: It's been two years. He's probably in trouble again.
Don Corleone: He is a good godson.”
Don Corleone: What is the interest for my family?
Sollozzo: Thirty percent. In the first year your end should be three, four million dollars. And then it would go up.
Don Corleone: And what is the interest for the Tattalgia family?
Sollozzo: [smiles at Tom] My compliments. [Hagen gives a formal nod]
Sollozzo: I'll take care of the Tattaglias, out of my share.
Don Corleone: So, I am to receive thirty percent for finance, for legal protection and political influence. Is that what you're telling me?
Sollozzo: That's right.
Don Corleone: Why come to me? What have I done to deserve such generosity?
Sollozzo: If you consider a million dollars in cash merely finance... [raises his glass]
Sollozzo: Te salut, Don Corleone. [the Don gets up to take a drink and sits closer to Sollozzo]
Don Corleone: I said that I would see you because I had heard that you were a serious man, to be treated with respect. But I must say no to you and let me give you my reasons. It's true I have a lot of friends in politics, but they wouldn't be so friendly if they knew my business was drugs instead of gambling which they consider a harmless vice. But drugs, that's a dirty business.
Sollozzo: No, Don Corleone...
Don Corleone: It makes no difference, it don't make any difference to me what a man does for a living, you understand. But your business is a little dangerous.
Sollozzo: If you're worried about security for your million, the Tattaglias will guarantee it.
Sonny: Whoa, now, you're telling me that the Tattaglias guarantee our investment without...?
Don Corleone: Wait a minute. [the Don gives his son a cold stare, freezing Santino into silence. The others fidget with embarrassment at this outbreak, but Sollozzo looks slyly satisfied...dismissive] I have a sentimental weakness for my children and I spoil them, as you can see. They talk when they should listen. Anyway, Signor Sollozzo, my no to you is final. I want to congratulate you on your new business and I'm sure you'll do very well and good luck to you. Especially since your interests don't conflict with mine. Thank you. [Sollozzo leaves] Santino, come here. What's the matter with you? I think your brain is going soft with all that comedy you are playing with that young girl. Never tell anyone outside the Family what you are thinking again. Go on.”
Don Corleone: What's his name?
Johnny Fontane: Woltz. He said there's no chance, no chance... [Meanwhile, Hagen finds Sonny and summons him] A month ago he bought the rights to this book, a best seller. The main character is a guy just like me. I wouldn't even have to act, just be myself. Oh, Godfather, I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do... [All of a sudden, Don Corleone rises from his chair and gives Fontane a savage shake]
Don Corleone: YOU CAN ACT LIKE A MAN! [gives a quick slap to Fontane] What's the matter with you? Is this what you've become, a Hollywood finocchio who cries like a woman? 'Oh, what do I do? What do I do?' What is that nonsense? Ridiculous! [the Don's unexpected mimicry makes Hagen and even Fontane laugh; around this time Sonny comes in] Tell me, do you spend time with your family?
Johnny Fontane: Sure I do.
Don Corleone: Good. Because a man who doesn't spend time with his family can never be a real man. [gives a quick look at Sonny and affectionately embraces Fontane] You look terrible. I want you to eat, I want you to rest well. And a month from now this Hollywood big shot's gonna give you what you want.
Johnny Fontane: Too late. They start shooting in a week.
Don Corleone: I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse. Okay? I want you to leave it all to me. Go on, go back to the party. [a gratified Fontane leaves]”
Michael: I did that already, Pop. I took care of that.
Don Corleone: Oh, that's right. I forgot.
Michael: What's the matter? What's bothering you? I'll handle it. I told you I can handle it, I'll handle it. [the Don rises as if to leave, but changes his mind midway and seats himself closer to Michael]
Don Corleone: I knew Santino was going to have to go through all this and Fredo... well, Fredo was... But I, I never wanted this for you. I work my whole life, I don't apologize, to take care of my family. And I refused to be a fool dancing on the strings held by all of those big shots. That's my life, I don't apologize for that. But I always thought that when it was your time, that you would be the one to hold the strings. Senator Corleone, Governor Corleone, something.
Michael: Another pezzonovante.
Don Corleone: Well, there wasn't enough time, Michael. There just wasn't enough time.
Michael: We'll get there, Pop. We'll get there. [the Don kisses his son on the forehead]”
Bonasera: I didn't want to get into trouble.
Don Corleone: I understand. You found paradise in America. You had a good trade, you made a good living. The police protected you and there were courts of law. So you didn't need a friend like me. Now you come and 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 come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married and you ask me to do murder—'for money.
Bonasera: I ask you for justice.
Don Corleone: That is not justice. Your daughter is alive.
Bonasera: Let them suffer then as she suffers. [the Don is silent] How much shall I pay you? [the Don turns away dismissively, but Bonasera stays on]
Don Corleone: Bonasera, Bonasera, what have I ever done to make you treat me so disrespectfully? If you'd come to me in friendship, this scum who ruined your daughter would be suffering this very day. And if by some chance an honest man like yourself made enemies they would become my enemies. And then, they would fear you.
Bonasera: Be my friend... Godfather. [the Don at first shrugs, but upon hearing the title he lifts his hand, and a humbled Bonasera kisses the ring on it]
Don Corleone: Good. [He places his hand around Bonasera in a paternal gesture]
Don Corleone: Some day, and that day may never come, I will call upon you to do a service for me. But until that day, consider this justice a gift on my daughter's wedding day. [a gratified Bonasera offers his thanks and leaves...to Hagen] Give this job to Clemenza. I want reliable people, people who aren't going to be carried away. I mean, we're not murderers, in spite of what this undertaker thinks...”