Prizzi's Honor

Angelo!

My oldest, dearest friend.

Your son!

He lost his mother,

but he's got another father.

I'm his father now, with you.

I'll be as one with you,

protecting his future.

We're honoured,

Don Padrone.

Raise the first finger

of your right hand.

This drop of blood symbolizes

your birth into our family.

We're one,

until death.

We'll protect you...

so much you protect

Prizzi's honour.

- Do you swear it?

- Yeah.

Now that you have sealed a truly

Christian marriage...

give these wedding rings to each

other saying after me:

In the name of the Father and

of the Son and of the Holy Spirit...

take and wear this ring...

as a sign of my love...

and fidelity.

In the name of the Father and

of the Son and of the Holy Spirit...

take and wear this ring...

as a sign of my love...

and fidelity.

In the name of the Father and of

the Son and the Holy Spirit, Amen.

Hey, you know that girl up there...

blonde, lavender gloves?

Look pal

I'd like to help you but.

I gotta take shots of the notables,

the bishops...

Mr. Partanna,

what can I do for you?

I want shots of that girl up there

in the lavender gloves.

You got it,

my pleasure.

Take care of yourselves.

Don't tell me that

was Charley Partanna.

- Himself.

- Holy sh*t.

Hey, give me a ride over

to the reception, will ya'?

There's over half a dozen veal

steaks on the Prizzi meat counter.

You got it Charley, jump in.

Ok, quiet down!

Quiet down!

Ladies and gentlemen,

my brother Eduardo and I...

would like to introduce you to a man

who needs no introduction:

Our father

your dear friend...

a legend to his people:

Don Corrado Prizzi.

My father welcomes all of you

to this great family occasion...

and he says that you should

all have a great time.

He offers his toast of love...

to the happiness of the bride

and groom...

and he wishes them

many children.

Thanks to you all.

Excuse me would you care

to dance?

Yes.

Some spread, huh?

Haven't I seen you

before?

I'm sure I'd remember.

I mean...

maybe's you were at the marry

mountain with the bride...

I could never miss you.

And you are?

Charley Partanna,

pleased to meet you.

Miss, Miss!

Telephone lady!

- Telephone?

- I'll be right back.

Hello, Aunt Amalia!

Maerose!

Pop actually invited me

to my own sisters wedding.

Imagine that.

He must be getting soft in his old age.

Cara, let me look at ya'.

So Aunt Amalia

what do you think?

Such a one.

Always making

a show of yourself.

Come on Aunt Amalia,

I got a reputation to live up to.

I'm the family scandal.

Everybody be disappointed

if I stopped.

Have you paid your respects

to your father yet?

- Do I have to?

- Sure you have to.

Come on, lets' go together.

Hello Pappa!

Dominic! Dominic!

She came to pay you her respects.

Speak to her!

Then how come she ain't

dressed right...

If she's so respectful?

How come she show's up

at a family wedding...

dressed like a Badonna Dialo?

Don't worry Aunt Amalia,

he'll get his one day.

You ought to be ashamed

of yourself.

Where's the lady

you took to the telephone?

Where's the lady

you took to the telephone?

How should I know mister?

Who told you to go get her?

Some old guy, I don't know.

An old guy.

Ok.

Here.

Watch out for them conolli's.

Thanks mister.

Hello Charley.

- Hi Maerose.

- Hi.

- How are you Mae?

- Fine Charley, and you?

Fine too.

So how's the decorating

business?

Oh, it's just great Charley,

we're always busy.

Everything is art deco now.

Art who?

You know art deco,

after art nouveau.

It's a style it's not a person.

Like all that art stuff.

God!

Damn!

What's the matter Mae?

I should have known to stay away.

What happened?

I went to say hello to my father,

and he called me a whore.

Maerose, I'm sorry.

Listen Mae what you gotta do

is forget about your father.

Forget about the alignment.

They never gonna take you back

anyway.

So screw them.

They don't deserve you.

Especially that f***ing Dominic.

Mae, you are still beautiful.

Why don't you find yourself someone

who has nothing to do with the family?

Settle down,

couple of kids.

A life.

Practice your meatballs.

Sure Charley.

Thanks a lot.

You're a big help.

Are you the guy

who took the pictures?

Yeah.

- So when do I get to see them?

- They're in the lab, Mr. Partanna.

I'll make sure I get them to you

as soon as they're out.

About noon tomorrow.

- Ok, meanwhile give me her name.

- Her name?

- Yeah her name, for Christ's sake.

- Mr. Partanna I didn't get no name.

I thought you knew her.

Oh for Christ's sake's!

- Hello.

- Mae.

She ain't here.

You wanna leave a message?

- Who is this?

- This is the girl.

Ask her, this is very important.

Ask her if she knows a woman

at the wedding...

who wore a lavender dress.

- You got it?

- I got it.

Make sure she calls me.

You hear?

Now what's your name?

I'm gonna send you ten bucks.

Ten bucks?

Miss Peaches.

Ok, Peaches.

You tell Miss Prizzi

she has to call me...

no matter how late, tonight.

- Ok.

- Peaches thank you.

Bye, bye.

Hey Partanna!

Gallagher!

Homicide!

What's up?

Somebody tagged Sally

Turbino this afternoon.

Yeah?

Who dunnit?

Where were you between

two and five today?

I was at the wedding.

Corrado Prizzi's

granddaughter's wedding.

They're all gonna turn out

to be at the wedding.

Come on!

We're taking you in!

You couldn't be cleaner?

- Who made the hit bob?

- We did.

We did? How come we did?

I don't know nothing about it.

Well that's the best way in it.

Who hit him?

I don't tell.

It was a specialist job.

How come?

Dominic told me to set it up so

he couldn't have nothing to do with it.

We was all at the wedding.

- Mae?

- Charley?

Did you have any luck?

What kind of a message was that?

Who can remember

a girl in a lavender dress?

I was wearing a pink and black

dress.

So you don't know

who she is...

the woman in the lavender dress?

Oh, go suck your head!

Yeah?

Mr. Partanna please.

It's Irene Walker calling.

What?

- Is this Charley Partanna?

- Yeah, yeah.

I hope you don't mind

my calling so late.

I wanted to apologise for running

out the way I did this afternoon.

This is you?

Irene walker?

I recognise the voice,

but I didn't get your name before.

I just wanted to explain.

I hope you don't think I'm rude.

Rude? Oh, no, no.

You could never be rude.

So listen um.

Well...

Why don't we get together later,

for like a late dinner?

When you mean tonight?

I could pick you up in half an hour.

I live in California.

California?

Yeah, that's where I live.

I had to come home.

How about lunch tomorrow?

Alright.

How about the bar

at the Bell Age hotel?

That would be tremendous.

What time?

- About two?

- Great.

I was scared I was never

gonna see you again.

Dos zumos de pia

con Bacard.

What was that you said?

I ordered us a drink

something I think you'll like.

Say it again.

Zumo de pia

con Bacardi.

What is it some Puerto Rican

or something?

Yes, I guess it could be.

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