The Godfather: Part II Page #9

SIG. ABBANDANDO

Vitone...I...Fanucci has a nephew.

Vito looks at him a while, as the old man struggles to tell

him.

VITO:

(Sicilian)

And you must give him my job.

The old man nods, regretfully.

VITO:

(Sicilian)

You have been kind to me since I

was a boy; taken care of me, and

been as a father. I will always be

grateful to you. Thank you.

Vito takes off his apron, and leaves, passing the youth who

loiters by the counter.

EXT. THE STREET - DAY

making his way from the store.

SIG. ABBANDANDO

(Sicilian o.s.)

Vitone!

He turns, and Abbandando has followed him out of the shop,

holding a basket of some groceries.

SIG. ABBANDANDO

Here...for your family.

VITO:

No...please understand...I cannot

accept.

INT. VITO'S TENEMENT - MED. VIEW - NIGHT

Vito and his wife sit quietly at the table; the two are

quiet and sad.

Suddenly, we HEAR a noise, and Vito is astonished to see a

young man, PETER CLEMENZA, leaning out of the window on the

other side of the air shaft which separates their apartments.

CLEMENZA:

Hey Paisan! Hold this for me until

I ask for it. Hurry up!

Automatically Vito reaches over to the empty space at the

air shaft, and takes the bundle of rags. Clemenza's round

face is strained and urgent, obviously in some kind of

trouble. Suddenly, he closes the window and there is

activity that we cannot see in the other apartment.

Vito looks to his wife, and then closes the window and

window dressing and takes the bundle into a private part of

his kitchen and begins to unwrap it.

WHAT HE SEES:

Five oily guns. He immediately wraps them again, and

carries them to a private closet, and hides it, and returns

to his wife. He sits down back at the table; and she knows

not to ask him what has happened.

EXT. NEW YORK STREETS - DAY

Vito is walking through the crowded streets with a group of

workmen; they all wear work clothes, and paper hats on their

heads.

Vito looks to his left, and realizes that Clemenza is

walking silently with him; by contrast, Clemenza dresses well.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian)

(casually)

Do you have my goods still?

Vito nods.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian)

Did you look inside?

Vito, his face impassive, shakes his head 'no.'

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian)

I'm not interested in things that

don't concern me.

INT. DOWNTOWN ITALIAN SOCIAL CLUB - DAY

Vito and Clemenza drinking wine; they've become friends.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian)

I have a friend who has a fine rug.

Maybe your wife would like it.

VITO:

(Sicilian)

We have no money for a rug.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian)

No. He would give it away. I know

how to repay a consideration.

Vito thinks, then nods.

VITO:

(Sicilian)

She would like it.

INT. HALLWAY WEALTHY APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY

The two men proceed up the hallway; Vito is impressed with

the opulence.

VITO:

(Sicilian)

Your friend lives in a fine building.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian)

Oh yes, the very best.

Clemenza knocks on the door as though he is well known here;

then rings. No answer.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian)

Ah, he's not at home. Oh, well, he

wouldn't mind.

Quickly and expertly he takes out a tool and pries open the

door.

INT. WEALTHY APARTMENT - FULL VIEW - DAY

Vito looks in awe at the luxurious apartment, which features

a fabulous rich red wool rug.

Clemenza immediately moves some of the furniture away, and

drops to the floor.

CLEMENZA:

A little help.

Vito joins him, and the two begin rolling the rug. We HEAR

a BUZZER RING. Clemenza immediately drops his side of the

roll, and moves to the window. He pulls a gun from his

jacket.

VIEW ON Vito watching. He moves so he can see out the window.

THEIR VIEW:

A Policeman stands at the exterior door, waiting. He rings

the buzzer again.

VIEW ON CLEMENZA

cocking his gun. Vito realizes that if the Policeman should

pursue it any further he is a dead man. The Policeman gives

up and leaves.

Clemenza puts away his gun.

INT. VITO'S TENEMENT HALLWAY - DAY

The two men run up the steps, laughing, carrying the fine rug.

INT. VITO'S TENEMENT - DAY

They are on their knees cutting the rug to fit the small

room. Carmella watches, holding the baby SANTINO.

MED. CLOSE ON CLEMENZA

Like a professional, cutting quickly, with the proper tools.

He sings as he works.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. DOWNTOWN WAREHOUSE - NIGHT

Clemenza knocks on the steel door of this downtown building.

Vito waits with him, holding some packages; and another

youth, TESSIO, tall and thin and deadly waits with them.

The door is lifted, and they are greeted by a bright,

middle-aged Italian named AUGUSTINO who leads them into a

machine shop.

INT. MACHINE SHOP - NIGHT

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian)

Good, you waited for us.

Clemenza looks up on a higher level.

HIS VIEW:

There is a nine year old boy, operating a drill press.

MED. VIEW

TESSIO:

(Sicilian)

Who is he?

AUGUSTINO:

(Sicilian)

My son, Carmine...it's all right.

The men then quickly open the packages they've brought;

revealing gun, including a more sophisticated machine weapon.

Augustino takes them and expertly begins to clean and

prepare them.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian)

(to Vito)

Paisan Augustino was a gunsmith in

the Italian army. We do each other

favors.

AUGUSTINO:

(Sicilian)

(while he works)

My boy is studying the flute. He

plays very well. He helps me at

night so we can buy him a silver

flute someday. Now he has one made

of wood. Carmine...play...play for

my friends.

VIEW ON THE BOY:

wide-eyed... he shuts off the press; and takes out a shabby

wooden flute. And begins to play a simple and pure melody.

CLOSE ON VITO:

listening.

CLOSE ON AUGUSTINO

proudly smiling, as he prepares the machine gun.

CLOSE ON TESSIO:

listening, smiling.

FULL VIEW:

The men listening, as the boy's father prepares their guns.

EXT. WAREHOUSE AREA - NIGHT

Tessio and Clemenza quickly load racks of cheap dresses.

Vito sits behind the wheel of the truck. He seems reserved,

and we get the impression that he is studying every move his

two friends are making.

INT. TENEMENT STAIRS - DAY

Clemenza runs up a flight of stairs with an armful of

dresses. He knocks on a door, and a pretty HOUSEWIFE answers.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian)

Lady, I got a bargain on these

dresses. Five dollars each. You

gotta pay at least fifteen, maybe

twenty in a store. Look at them,

first class.

He holds the dresses up and the woman seems interested. She

handles a couple of them and stands aside so Clemenza can

enter her apartment.

WOMAN:

(Sicilian)

I don't know which one I like best.

She holds the dresses against her body, Clemenza approving

of each one; and then she goes to her purse and takes out

five singles and gives them to him.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian)

You'd look beautiful in all of

these. You should buy at least two.

WOMAN:

(Sicilian)

Are you kidding? My husband will

kill me if he knows I paid five

dollars for one dress.

She holds one up, then another. She is torn. Clemenza

shakes his head and straightens the dress on her body. His

hand brushes her arm; she looks at him smiling.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian)

You can have two for five.

She smiles back.

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