Don Corleone. I need a man who has powerful friends. I need a million dollars in cash. I need those politicians that you carry in your pocket, like nickels and dimes.
What is the interest for my family?
30%. In the first year your end should be three, four million dollars. And then it would go up.
And what is the interest for the Tattaglia family?
...My compliments. I’ll take care of them, out of my share.
So I receive 30% for finance, political influence and legal protection?
Why do you come to me? Why do I deserve this generosity?
If you consider a million dollars in cash just finance... te salud, Don Corleone.
[gets up]
I said that I would see you, because I heard you were a serious man, to be treated with respect. [sits next to Sollozzo] But, uh, I must say no to you, and I'll give you my reasons. It's true, I have a lot of friends in politics, but they wouldn't be friendly very long if they knew my business was drugs instead of gambling, which they regard as a – a harmless vice. But drugs is a dirty business. It makes, it doesn't make any difference to me what a man does for a living, understand. But your business is, uh, a little dangerous.
If you're worried about security for your million, the Tattaglias will guarantee it.
Oh, you're telling me that the Tattaglias guarantee our investment?
Wait a minute. I have a sentimental weakness for my children, and I spoil them, as you can see. They talk when they should listen. But anyway, Signor Sollozzo, my "no" is final and I wish to congratulate you on your new business. I know 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's going soft from all that comedy you're playing with that young girl. Never tell anybody outside the family what you're thinking again.
[Sal and Tom prepare to go to the meeting with Barzini]
I hope Mike can get us a good deal.
Cicci [intercepts the two]
Sal, Tom? Boss says he'll come in a separate car. He says for you two to go on ahead.
Hell, he can't do that. It screws up all my arrangements!
Cicci Well, that's what he said.
[Several button men close in around Tessio]
Tell Mike it was only business. I always liked him.
Cicci 'Scuse me, Sal. [disarms Tessio]
Tom, can you get me off the hook, for old time's sake?
Can't do it, Sally. [signals Cicci to take Tessio away]
[Don Vito and Tom travel home from the Five Families meeting]
When I meet with the Tattaglia people, should I insist that all his drug middlemen have clean records?
Mention it. Don't insist. Barzini is a man who'll know that without being told.
Tattaglia's a pimp. He never could've outfought Santino, but I didn't know until this day that it was... Barzini all along.
[Committing to kill Captain McCluskey and Sollozzo, Michael seeks help from Peter Clemenza] [shows Michael a revolver]
This is as cold as they come, impossible to trace, so you don't worry about prints, Mike. I put a special tape on the trigger and the butt. Here, try it. [Michael takes the revolver] What'sa matter? The trigger too tight?
Yeah, I left it noisy. That way, it scares any pain-in-the-ass innocent bystanders away. All right, you shot 'em both. Now what do you do?
Sit down, finish my dinner.
Come on, kid. Don't fool around. Just let your hand drop to your side, and let the gun slip out. Everybody'll still think you got it. They're gonna be staring at your face, Mike, so walk out of the place real fast, but don't run. Don't look nobody directly in the eye, but you don't look away either. Eh, they're gonna be scared stiff of you, believe me, so don't worry about nothing. You know, you gonna turn out all right. You take a long vacation, nobody knows where, and we gonna catch the hell.
How bad do you think it's gonna be?
Pretty god-damn bad. Probably, all the other families will line up against us. That's all right. These things gotta happen every five years or so, ten years. Helps to get rid of the bad blood. Been ten years since the last one. You know, you gotta stop 'em at the beginning, like they shoulda stopped Hitler at Munich. They should never have let him get away with that. They was just asking for big trouble. You know, Mike, we was all proud of you, being a hero and all. Your father, too.
I knew that Santino was gonna have to go through all this, and Fredo, well, Fredo was...but I never - I never wanted this for you. I worked my whole life - I don't apologize - to take care of my family. And I refused to be a fool dancing on a string held by all of those big shots. I don't apologize. That's my life, but I thought that when it was your time, that you would be the one to hold the strings. Senator Corleone. Governor Corleone. Something.
Well, there wasn't enough time, Michael. Wasn't enough time.
We'll get there, Pop. We'll get there.
V Vitelli
[Michael, Fabrizio, and Calo visit the Bar Vitelli] [in Sicilian]
Did you have a good hunt?
Fabrizio [in Sicilian]
You know all the girls around here? We saw some real beauties. One of them struck our friend like a thunderbolt. She would tempt the devil himself. Really put together. Such hair, such mouth!
V Vitelli
[in Sicilian]
The girls around here are beautiful but virtuous.
Fabrizio [in Sicilian]
This one had a purple dress and a purple ribbon in her hair. A type more Greek than Italian. Do you know her?
V Vitelli
[in Sicilian]
No! There's no girl like that in his town! [storms back into the cafe]
Fabrizio [in Sicilian]
My God, I understand! [gets up to look at the cafe]
[to Calo, in Sicilian]
What's wrong?
Fabrizio [in Sicilian]
Let's go. It's his daughter.
[in Sicilian]
Tell him to come here.
Fabrizio [in Sicilian, points thumb inside]
You don't understand. It's his daughter!
[in Sicilian]
Call him. [Fabrizio heads inside to usher Mr Vitelli out, flanked by his sons] Fabrizio, translate for me. [to Mr Vitelli in English, with Fabrizio translating] I apologize if I offended you. I'm a stranger in this country...and I meant no disrespect...to you or your daughter.
V Vitelli
[in Sicilian, to Fabrizio]
Who is this? He sounds American.
I'm an American hiding in Sicily. My name is Michael Corleone. There are people who'd pay a lot of money for that information...but then your daughter would lose a father...instead of gaining a husband. I want to meet your daughter...with your permission...and under the supervision of your family...with all respect.
V Vitelli
[in Sicilian]
Come to my house Sunday morning. My name is Vitelli.
Michael [stands up, in Sicilian] Thank you and what is your daughter's name?
