He takes it back to the desk, and runs over the list of numbers with his forefinger. SONNY dials the number. There is no answer. I want you to help the Corleones and I want you to help me.
HAGEN's hands are trembling as he tries to put a cigarette in his mouth. HAGEN sips gratefully. HAGEN is overwhelmed: actual tears spring to his eyes.
We got him outside his office, just before I picked you up. You have to make the peace between me and Santino. HAGEN still is focused on the grief of losing the old man. You know it's the smart thing to do, too. I want you to talk Sonny into it. You have to talk some sense into him. The Tattaglia family stands behind me with all their people. The other New York Families will go along with anything that prevents a full scale war.
Now he's dead, nothing can bring him back. Talk to Sonny, talk to the Caporegimes, Clemenza and Tessio You take care of Sonny and the other two kids. It's what the Don would want us to do. I'm a businessman, and blood is a big expense.
He opens the door; they step out together. Five bullets in his Sicilian hide and he's still alive. There is a little fog in the air, and moisture has formed on the windshield, making it difficult to see well. The wipers move across the view, as the gate of the Corleone Mall appears before us, still decorated for Christmas. The courtyard is bathed with white floodlight, giving this place a cold and isolated look. The narrow entrance mouth of the Mall is sealed off with a link chain.
There are strange cars parked along the curving cement walk. MAN Who're you? They pay little attention to him. Most of them are waiting; sitting uncomfortably; no one is talking. On the other side of the sofa sits CLEMENZA; his face is impassive, but he is sweating, and the cigar in his hand glistens slickly black with his saliva.
Without looking up, she clings to him for a moment, and trembles. He leads her into his father's office without knocking. They look up, startled. She's been through it before. Me too. You were too young to know about it. You better wait outside; there're some things you shouldn't hear. She understands, and leaves them alone.
No, I don't believe it. It was Paulie. We got people in the phone company. Talk to Pop. I don't care if we have to fight all the five families in New York. The Tattaglia family's going to eat dirt. I don't care if we all go down together. When it comes to real action, I can operate as good as anybody short range. All right. Is he that good? Then open the door and rush out. It stands out against the cold, dark night. The clock reads: a.
It is four in the morning; there is evidence of many cups of coffee and many snacks. They can barely talk anymore. What about the hit list. HAGEN widens his sleepy eyes, and looks at the yellow pad. The Don would consider this all purely a business dispute: Get rid of Sollozzo, and everything falls in line. YOU don't have to go after the Tattaglias.
Sollozzo didn't seem worried about Luca. That worries me. Maybe he's shacked up. He always goes home when he's through. Mike, keep ringing Luca's number. He can hear the phone ringing on the other end but no one answers. Then hangs up. Without your father, the other New York families might wind up supporting Sollozzo, and the Tattaglias just to make sure there isn't a long destructive war. The old days are over, this is ; nobody wants bloodshed anymore.
If your father dies But Tom, I want you to stay inside the Mall. You too, Mike, no chances. Tessio, you hold your people in reserve, but have them nosing around the city. The hospital is yours; I want it tight, fool-proof, 24 hours a day. There is a timid knock on the door. Hang around. He closes the door. You take care of Paulie. I don't ever want to see him again. Mike, tomorrow you take a couple of Clemenza's people and go to Luca's apartment and wait for him to show.
That crazy bastard might be going after Sollozzo right now if he's heard the news. You know the old man doesn't want that. He dials Luca Brasi's number once again. The ring repeats, but no one answers. He unwraps it; there is a large fish wrapped inside. LUCA looks up at him. LUCA is just about to twist his hands away, when they both clamp down as hard as they can.
Suddenly, a garrote is thrown around his neck, and pulled violently tight. His face begins to turn to purple blotches, and then totally purple, right before our eyes; his tongue hangs out, in a far more extreme way than a normal tongue could. His eyes bulge. LUCA falls to the floor. There are rows of pleasant houses; driveway after driveway, down the block. A dark, somber young man of thirty-one or two walks with a noticeable limp down the sidewalk, and rings the bell.
The woman of the house, MRS. They're going to send me the chrome bumpers in a couple months. I waited two years for this car to come with wooden bumpers! He scrubs and polishes with great affection. You understand everything? Accurate up to five feet.
GATTO's car pulls into the driveway, and he sounds the horn. The two men walk to the car. GATTO is driving, a bit nervous, like he doesn't know what is up. A big guy like you blocks my rearview mirror. He's running scared. He's already thinking of going to the mattresses. We have to find a place on the West Side. Paulie, you know a good location? Also there's the money he can make by selling Sollozzo any secret location.
The car pulls out. He tries to adjust his rearview mirror to catch a glimpse of him. The car pulls off. He walks, tucking his shirt into his pants, around the corner and enters the Luna Restaurant. He eats. We move with him around the corner, not knowing what to expect has happened to Paulie. Want us to go back to Long Beach; have another job for us. Rocco, you live in the City, can we drop you off? Ah, I left my car at your place. I gotta take a leak. The car pulls off the Causeway, into the reeds.
They get in, and drive off. It is late afternoon. Many strange cars are parked on the nearby streets. He is bundled in a warm marine coat. He looks at the strange men, regarding them with an uncertain awe.
They look back at him, at first suspiciously and then with the respect of his position. He is like an exile Prince. He wanders past them, and hesitates and looks at the yard. A rusted set of garden swings; and other home playground equipment. The basketball ring now half coming off. This is where he was a child. Then a shout. Hey Mikey; telephone. He points to the kitchen wall phone which is hanging off the hook. KAY O. How is your father?
Tries to shield the phone. Can you say it? Tell me you love me. Please say it. I'll see you tonight, OK? You start with olive oil And then fry some sausage I'm just going to see Pop in the hospital.
Also, I got other things. He is preoccupied, she's concerned. I'll just sit with him; I want to show respect. KAY Can I go to the hospital with you? You don't want to end up on page 3 of the Daily News. All right, if you think I shouldn't.
I can't believe the things the papers are printing. I'm sure most of it's not true. KAY When will I see you again? He leans over her; kisses her. Quietly, he moves out the door. He sees the hospital in the night; but it is deserted. He is the only one on the street. There are gay, twinkling Christmas decorations all over the building. He walks, slowly at first, and then ever so quickly, up the steps. He hesitates, looks around. This area is empty.
He checks the address on a scrap of paper. It is correct. He tries the door, it is empty. He walks in. He looks to the right; there is a long, empty corridor. To the left: the same.
All we hear are his sole footsteps. No one is there. He looks onto the desk: There is half a sandwich, and a half-filled bottle of coke. Now he knows something is happening, he moves quickly, alertly. The floors have just been mopped. They are still wet. He looks. There are merely empty corridors. He takes out his scrap of paper; checks it. Now he stops, looks up "4A-- Corleone". There is a special card table set up there with some magazines Lit by the moonlight through the window, he can see a FIGURE in the hospital bed alone in the room, and under a transparent oxygen tent.
All that can be heard is the steady though strained breathing. Tubes hang from a steel gallows beside the bed, and run to his nose and mouth. What are you doing here? What happened to the detectives who were guarding him?
It interfered with the hospital service. The police came and made them all leave just ten minutes ago. I look in on him. Quickly he moves to the telephone, dials a number. Sonny--Jesus Christ, I'm down at the hospital. I came down late. There's no one here. None of Tessio's people--no detectives, no one. The old man is completely unprotected. All right, get him in a different room; lock the door from the inside.
I'll have some men there inside of fifteen minutes. Sit tight, and don't panic. I'm sorry. Can you disconnect those tubes so we can wheel the bed out? We have to get permission from the Doctor. You've seen that no one's here to guard him.
Now I've just gotten word that men are coming to this hospital to kill him. Believe me and help me. She does so They push it into the first available room. The footsteps are louder; then they emerge. ENZO Michael There's going to be trouble. A look of fear sweeps through ENZO's face. ENZO If there I stay with you, to help. I owe it to the Godfather. I'll be out in a minute. Pop, it's me Michael. Shhhh, don't try to speak. There are men who are coming to try to kill you.
But I'm with you I'm with you now They both stand under a lamppost in the cold December night. The windows of the hospital twinkle with Christmas decorations.
We HEAR the sound of a single automobile coming. They stand, hands in their pockets. A long low black car turns the corner and cruises by them. The car seems as though it will stop; and then quickly accelerates. He looks at his own, and they are not. Another moment goes by and we can hear the distant sound of police sirens.
They are clearly coming toward the hospital, getting louder and louder. He smiles his relief and starts toward them. Who the hell are you and what are you doing here? Who the hell are you to tell me my business. I pulled them off. I don't care how many Dago gangsters kill each other.
I wouldn't lift a finger to keep your old man from getting knocked off. Now get the hell out of here; get off this street you punk, and stay away from this hospital. He's a war hero, and he's never been mixed up in the rackets Put the cuffs on him.
The gateway now has a long black car blocking it. It is clear that the war is escalating. He stops and looks up at the open window. We can see MEN holding rifles. They continue walking. After the hospital incident, Sonny got mad. We hit Bruno Tattaglia four o'clock this morning. If Sollozzo shows one hair on his ass he's dead. The nerve of that son of a bitch! After he craps out last night he wants a meet. The promise is the deal will be so good we can't refuse.
What will they do about Bruno? Not this time. No more meetings, no more discussions, no more Sollozzo tricks. If not, it's all out war. We go to the mattresses and we put all the button men out on the street.
This is not a personal thing, this is Business. You just help me win. HAGEN bows his head; he is deeply concerned. He's definitely on Sollozzo's payroll, and for big money. McCluskey's agreed to be the Turk's bodyguard. What you have to understand is that while Sollozzo is guarded like this, he's invulnerable. Nobody has ever gunned down a New York Police Captain. It would be disastrous. All the five families would come after you Sonny; the Corleone family would be outcasts; even the old man's political protection would run for cover.
So just We'll wait. You have to get Sollozzo now. We'll clear that up through our Newspaper contacts later.
Set up the meeting for two days from now. Sonny, get our informers to find out where the meeting will be held. Insist it has to be a public place: a bar or restaurant at the height of the dinner hour. So I'll feel safe. They'll check me when I meet them so I won't be able to carry a weapon; but Clemenza, figure out a way to have one planted there for me.
SONNY suddenly breaks out in laughter. You, the high-class college kid. You never wanted to get mixed up in the family business. Now you wanta gun down a police Captain and the Turk just because you got slapped in the face. You're taking it personal, it's just business and he's taking it personal. He took my joining the Marines personal. I take Sollozzo trying to kill my father personal, and you know I'll kill them Sonny. SONNY stops laughing. It's as cold as they come, impossible to trace.
Trigger too tight. Everybody will still think you got it. They'll be starin' at your face, see? Then walk out of the place real fast, but don't run. Don't look anybody directly in the eye, but don't look away from them neither. Hey, they'll be scared stiff o you, believe me. Nobody's gonna bother with you. Don't worry about nothing; you'd be surprised how good these things go. Helps with identification.
Then you take a long vacation and we catch the hell. But, it's alright. These things have to happen once every ten years or so You gotta stop 'em at the beginning.
A card table is set up with a man playing cards with three of the Corleone buttonmen. He continues into the living room. It's a mess. SONNY asleep on the sofa. On the coffee table are the remains of a take-out Chinese food dinner, and a half-empty bottle of whisky. The radio is playing. Did Clemenza tell you be sure to drop the gun right away? The phone rings in the DON's office. HAGEN's on the phone; he writes something down. Our informer in McCluskey's precinct. Tonight at he signed out for Louis' Restaurant in the Bronx.
Anyone know it. It's perfect for us. A small family place with big booths where people can talk in private. Good food. Everybody minds their business. When you finish just walk out and turn left, then turn the corner.
Clemenza, you gotta work fast to plant the gun. They got an old- fashioned toilet with a space between the water container and the wall. We can tape the gun behind there. You'll be clean so they won't worry 'bout nothing. In the restaurant, wait and talk a while, and then ask permission to go. Then when you come out, don't waste time; don't sit down And don't take chances.
In the head, two shots apiece. And out as fast as your legs can move. I don't want my brother coming out of that toilet with just his dick in his hand. I'll square it with Mom your not seeing her before you left. And I'll get a message to your girl friend when I think the time is right. How long do you think before I can come back? A long black car pulls around the corner and slows before him.
He does, the car drives off. I hope we can straighten everything out. All this is terrible, it's not the way I wanted things to happen at all. It should never have happened. I want my father left alone. Just keep an open mind when we talk. I hope you're not a hothead like your brother, Sonny. It's impossible to talk business with him. He's all right. Turn around, up on your knees, facing me. I'm getting too old for my job, too grouchy.
You know how it is. He's clean. The car takes the George Washington Bridge. Then suddenly it hits the divider, temporarily lifts into the air, and bounces over into the lanes going back to New York. He's lived with the horror of that experience for ten years. Now, Michael Rogan has returned to Europe to find the men who tortured him. And he's going to make sure that they never have to live with the horror as he did They will die with it.
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