The Godfather Part II

They've killed the boy! They've killed young Paolo!

They've killed your son Paolo!

Murderers!

My son...

All my respect, Don Ciccio.

You killed my husband because he wouldn't give in to you, and his oldest son Paolo because he swore revenge.

But vito is only nine. And dumb-witted.

He never speaks.

It's not his words I'm afraid of.

He's weak. He couldn't hurt anyone.

But when he grows, he'll grow strong.

Don't worry. This little boy can't do a thing to you.

When he's a man, he'll come for revenge.

I beg you, Don Ciccio, spare my only son.

He's all I have left. I swear to god he'll never do you any harm.

Please spare him.

Vito, runl

Move and I'll kill him!

Run, Vito!

Kill him!

Kill him!

Any family who hides the boy Vito Andolini will come to regret it!

Am I understood?!

Vito, we're praying for you.

With all respect, I didn't come here to eat dinner!

I know, I know.

Your family's still called Corleone, and you'll run it like a Corleone.

My family doesn't eat here, doesn't eat in Las Vegas, and doesn't eat in Miami with Hyman Roth!

You'll have to excuse me. I'm tired, and I'm a little drunk.

Cicci, the door!

She's really beautiful. You've got to see her.

Wait till you see her. Words can't describe her.

Vito, how do you like my little angel? Isn't she beautiful?

She's very beautiful.

Isn't she?

To you, she's beautiful. For me, there's only my wife and son.

We'll go backstage later and take her to eat.

Hey! Sit down, you bum!

Oh, excuse me, Don Fanucci.

We'll go see her backstage.

Who was that?

The black hand.

That's Fanucci, the black hand.

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

Tomorrow. It's always tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow!

You'll pay me today!

Let's go.

Please, not my daughter! Let her go!

Let her go. Here, take all my money!

I know what you're thinking, but you don't know how things are.

Fanucci's with the black hand. The whole neighborhood pays him.

Even my father, in the grocery store.

If he's Italian...

So what?

Why does he bother other Italians?

He knows they have nobody to protect them.

Forget that. Did you like my angel?

If you're happy, I'm happy.

I couldn't be happier.

Don't you feel well?

Is your boss treating you all right?

Forget it.

Hey, you speak Italian?!

Hide this for me. Next week I'll come and get it!

Abbandando, meet my nephew.

How's business?

It's good, it's good.

We do okay.

Fanucci's mad. He says the neighborhood's getting sloppy.

People don't pay on time, and don't pay the full amount.

Says he's been too nice to everyone.

So Fanucci's changing?

He wants double from everybody. Even from my father.

Vito, I've got some bad news.

I feel rotten about telling you this, but Fanucci...

...he's got a nephew...

It's okay, I understand.

You have to give him my job.

You've always been good to me, ever since I came here.

You looked after me like a father. I thank you.

And I won't forget it.

Take this to your family.

- Thank you but I shouldn't. - Please take it.

Thanks anyway but please, I can't accept.

What a nice pear!

I'm Clemenza, you still have my goods?

Did you look inside?

I'm not interested in things that don't concern me.

A friend of mine has a nice rug. Maybe your wife would like it.

Sure she would, but who has money for a rug?

It would be a present. I know how to return a favor.

My wife would love it.

That son of a bitch! He isn't home.

Wait a second.

Damn, he didn't even leave the key.

Well, he won't mind.

This is your friend's place?

Yes, nice huh?

This is a real palace.

One of the best.

Vito, give me a hand, will you?

Look how pretty it is, Santino!

What's going on?

Michael Corleone is here.

Really? Michael Corleone?

- Where is he? - He's in your den and you'd better hurry.

He's been waiting a half hour.

Is something wrong?

It's nothing, just some lousy bandits. The police are cleaning them up.

It's new year's Eve. Come on, just for a minute.

Due to serious setbacks to our troops in Guantanamo and Santiago my position in Cuba is untenable.

I am resigning from office to avoid further bloodshed, and I shall leave the city immediately.

It has been a pleasure being with you all, and I wish all of you good luck.

Poor little Fredo, he's got pneumonia.

Young man, I hear you and your friends are stealing goods.

But you don't even send a dress to my house. Have you no respect?!

You know I've got three daughters.

This is my neighborhood. You and your friends should show me some respect.

You should let me wet my beak a little.

I hear you and your friends cleared $600 each.

Give me $200 each for your own protection, and I'll forget the insult.

You young punks have to learn to respect a man like me!

Otherwise the cops will come to your house, and your family will be ruined.

But of course if I'm wrong about how much you stole, I'll take a little less.

And by less, I only mean a hundred bucks less.

Now don't refuse me.

Understand, paisan?

Understand, paisan!

I understand.

My friends and I share all the money. So first, I have to talk to them.

Tell your friends I don't want a lot. Just enough to wet my beak.

Don't be afraid to tell them.

600 bucks...

Suppose we don't pay?

You know his gang, Tessio, they're real animals. Maranzalla himself let Fanucci work this neighborhood.

He's got connections with the cops, too. We have to pay him $200 each.

Everybody agreed?

Why do we have to pay him?

Vito, leave this to us.

He's one person, we're three. He's got guns, we've got guns.

Why should we give him the money we sweated for?

This is his neighborhood!