I want you to find out where that ol' pimp Tattaglia is hiding - I want his ass now, right now.
Things are starting to loosen up a bit. If you go after Tattaglia, all hell's gonna break...
Oh, Tom.
...loose. Let, let the smoke clear. Pop can negotiate.
No, Pop can't do nothin' till he's better. I'm going to decide what's going to be done.
All right, but your war is costing us a lot of money, nothing's coming in...We can't do business...
Well, neither can they! Don't worry about it.
They don't have our overhead...We can't afford a stalemate.
Well, then, there ain't no more stalemate - I'm gonna end it by killin' that ol' bastard! I'm gonna...kill...
Yeah, well, you're getting a great reputation. I hope you're enjoying it.
Well, you just do what I tell you to do. Goddamn it. If I had a wartime consigliere, a Sicilian, I wouldn't be in this shape! Pop had Genco, look what I got. I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. Ma made me a little dinner. It's Sunday.
It's alright.
