Prizzi's Honor Page #4

Alright.

The Prizzi's are gonna have

to believe me cause I believe you.

So could we get married.

What you say we have one of those

pineapple drinks?

The honeymoon has already started.

Kiss me Charley.

In public?

Pop?

Charley.

I'm in L.A.

And that ain't all.

I'm gonna get married.

The same woman?

The contractor?

Yeah, she's Polish...

but the family will get used

to that gradually.

Yeah, when she walks in a room...

the rest of the women of family

are gonna have to shut up.

But I know how you feel

about her Charley.

I'd not try to stop nature.

Good luck, son.

- Thanks Pop.

- Say. Listen.

The Don wants you here for

a big meeting tomorrow night.

Jesus, Pop what about

my honeymoon?

So you'll have it in Brooklyn.

Sh*t!

So what do you say

we go for some confetti...

and maybe a couple of pictures?

Whatever you say honey.

If only Marxie could see me now.

What's so funny?

Me marrying a Sicilian.

I can hear him.

He always used to say:

"The Jews are bad enough

in this business...

but the Sicilians'd rather eat

their children than part with money.

And they're very fond

of their children".

Marxie Heller is so f***ing smart...

how come he's so f***ing dead?

Next.

The man at the end of the table...

is Mr. Alvin Gomski.

He's Treasurer of 18 Lodges Bank

in the United States...

of which we own 25/.

Now I asked Mr. Gomski

to come here today...

so you can hear from his own mouth

what has been happening.

The bank president

Mr. Robert Finlay...

is stealing from the bank...

mainly through crooked

foreign exchange deals.

If he's allowed to continue...

the bank will go under

in less than a year.

Thank you Mr. Gomski.

Harry go.

See Mr. Gomski to his car.

Robert Finlay's real name

is...

Rosario Filargi.

Now anybody who changes his

name from Filargi to Finlay...

is also stupid enough...

to think that we wouldn't

protect our 25 percent.

Tell them our plan Eduardo.

We are gonna kidnap Filargi.

He's covered with two and a half

million in kidnap insurance.

That's the tag on him

and we make the snatch.

We know the insurance company

is gonna pay cause...

as Charley has already pointed out...

that money is tax deductible

We're also gonna leave a trail...

so that the Feds think Filargi

organised the whole thing.

Cheating the bank,

milking the insurance company.

When the mierda hits the fan...

we'll be able to buy another

good size chunk of the bank...

for about 10 cents on the dollar.

We get control and interest.

Eventually...

we stand to make

sixty seventy million dollars.

Thank you, Eduardo, my son.

Some men suffer most

when you take their lives.

Life is what is sweetest to them.

For Filargi money is sweetest.

We'll leave him with his life and

without money or anywhere to get it.

Well done Don Corrado.

That's beautiful.

I almost feel sorry for the guy.

Beautiful is right.

I like most beautiful things, Charley.

This one is very simple.

We rely on you.

How do you want me to handle it?

Pick your own people.

We don't wanna know.

Dominic my son stay with me

a moment.

Maerose has written to me, Dominic.

The man she wronged

has married another woman.

Now Maerose has suffered,

Dominic...

as you have suffered during

the years of her disgrace.

Now honour is protected,

I beg you...

on my knees...

show compassion.

Here.

Here read her letter.

Look how the child loves you.

She wants to take care of you.

Send her to me Poppa.

She's my daughter again.

What we gotta do is take care

of the bodyguard...

and get Filargi down to

our van in the basement.

- Ok?

- Ok.

There's only three apartments

on the floor.

How are you gonna do that?

One of them is empty,

this one we rent it.

The other one,

we send matinee theater tickets...

and heavy duty lunch invitation

to the dame that lives there.

A limo picks her up

and brings her back.

She thinks it's a prize

she's getting...

for working at the public library

for sixty years.

She'll go alright.

Everyday Filargi's bodyguard

comes out first.

He goes to the elevator,

pushes the button.

When he gets there,

he puts it on hold.

Then he goes back to the apartment

and knocks on the door.

That's when Filargi comes out.

You know guys, you need a woman

on this stand.

- A woman?

- Yeah.

A woman comes out of

the south apartment holding a baby.

After Filargi's bodyguard gets him

out of his apartment.

She smiles at them,

she goes gogo gaga at the baby.

She tosses the little darling

at the bodyguard...

who naturally tries to catch it.

While he's doing that, she gets her

piece out and covers him.

You come out of the other apartment

and take Filargi down to the garage.

She takes the bodyguard back into

Filargi's apartment and does the job.

That's good.

For Christ sake.

Where we gonna get a baby?

Where we gonna find a broad

who would do something like this?

Where?

Here, me.

We get a fake baby.

Good thinking Irene.

You guys work it out.

I got a terrific dinner almost ready.

Just a couple of minutes.

Pop, what's the matter with you?

I didn't get married so

my wife could go on working.

Charley, she's right

and you know it.

Throwing the baby.

Well that's strictly a masterpiece.

The Prizzi's ever found out

I used my own wife on this job...

I couldn't hold my head up.

I'd be the laughing stock

of every family...

in Brooklyn and New York.

Who's gonna know Charley?

And what's that compared to sixty,

seventy million dollars.

Gentlemen, dinner is served.

- Maerose!

- Coming Poppa!

Jees Mae, you look awful!

My beautiful daughter

has turned into an old woman.

Charley Partanna did this to you.

He had a chance to become part

of the Prizzi family.

He had no use for you.

Oh, he had a use for me Poppa.

He came to my place in New York

the night before...

he married that woman

in California.

And he forced himself on me.

And he did it to me.

- He did it to you?

- Yeah, Poppa.

Screwed me three times, maybe four.

I can't remember.

You whore.

Shut your filthy mouth you here.

How can you say such things

to your own father.

He done that to you, Charley?

- You sure?

- Am I sure, Poppa.

You should see the size of him.

- You should.

- Shut up.

How can you say such things

to your father?

Where's your honour?

Are you kidding Poppa?

I have no honour anymore.

Here Poppa.

- Good afternoon.

- Good afternoon.

Do you mind?

Catch!

I must have the wrong floor.

Oh my God!

No blood I think.

Ok, come on!

Lets move them!

I had to hit her Charley,

she was looking straight at me.

You done right, really.

I can't get over it.

I mean what kind of creep

wouldn't catch a baby.

If it was real,

it could have been crippled for life.

He wasn't

the bodyguard of the baby.

When the Don gets what he wants

and when I ask him for some time...

we're gonna go to the old country

have a real honeymoon.

Maybe even a real baby.

Oh, God Charley,

I love you.

What do you want?

Come on!

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