Kay Michael, you never told me your family knew Johnny Fontane!
Oh sure, you want to meet him?
Kay Yeah!
You know, my father helped Johnny in his career.
Kay Really? How?
...Let's listen to this song.
Kay [after listening to Johnny for a while]
Please, Michael. Tell me.
Well when Johnny was first starting out, he was signed to this contract with a big-band leader. And as his career got better and better he wanted to get out of it. Now, Johnny is my father's godson. My father went to see the bandleader, and offered him $10,000 to let Johnny go, but the bandleader said no. So the next day, my father went to see the bandleader again, only this time with Luca Brasi. Within an hour, the bandleader signed the release, with a certified check of $1,000.
Kay How did he do that?
My father made him an offer he couldn't refuse.
Kay What was that?
Luca Brasi held a gun to his head, and my father assured him that either his brains or his signature would be on the contract.
[Kay stares at Michael in disbelief]
That's a true story. ...That's my family Kay, it's not me.
How are you, Fredo? [to Kay] Fredo. This is my brother, Fredo. [to Fredo] This is Kay Adams.
Kay Oh, hi.
[drunk]
How'ya doing? [kisses Kay in the cheeks] This is my brother, Mike.
Are you having a good time?
Huh? Yeah... This is your friend, huh?
My father is no different than any powerful man, any man with power, like a president or senator.
Kay Do you know how naïve you sound, Michael? Presidents and senators don't have men killed.
Oh. Who's being naïve, Kay?
I'm working for my father now. He's been sick, very sick.
Kay 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's no different than any other powerful man, [Kay laughs] any man who's responsible for other people. Like a senator or a president.
Kay You know how naive you sound?
Kay 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 [asking about Carlo's murder]
Michael, is it true?
Don't ask me about my business, Kay.
Kay Is it true?
Don't ask me about my business...
Kay No.
[slamming his hand on the desk]
Enough! All right. This one time, this one time I'll let you ask me about my affairs.
Kay Is it true? Is it?
Kay [sighing relief]
I guess we both need a drink, huh?
