The Godfather: Part III Page #7

- What for?

- For making me let him go.

Well, after all these years,

here l am in Sicily for the first time.

- l want to get a picture of you together.

- Okay.

Hey, Dad. Smile!

l see you still have Al Neri. Why?

l need him. He helps me

get in and out of the car.

- He carries my briefcase.

- You're still a liar, Michael.

Let me show you Sicily, the real Sicily.

So you'll understand the family history.

l think l understand it more than enough.

Anthony, l have something you made

for me a very long time ago.

- Might bring you luck.

- Thanks.

You saved it... l remember.

Thank you, Dad.

l'm proud of you.

Thank you.

- Are they as good as they look?

- Better.

They're the best. As long as they are

around, Uncle Michael is safe.

Goodbye.

- Tell your father l'll be back for dinner.

- Okay.

- Have fun.

- Tell Tony to wait for me.

l will.

Buongiorno, signora. At your service.

lf l see Dad, l'll tell him you left.

You're the only one left

with my father's strength.

lf anything happens to Michael,

l want you to strike back.

l'll have everything ready.

Do you swear?

l swear to you.

Here it is.

The house where my father was born.

This is where they came to take him

when he was a boy. To kill him.

Wait...

Listen to that.

You know Mary's in love.

Yes, l know.

With a handsome young ltalian man

with dark eyes...

l won't allow it.

lt's wrong. lt's wrong and it's dangerous.

''Oh father, my father!''

''Give me some time to pray

to the Lord.''

The Baroness of Carini had

betrayed her husband...

and fallen in love with her cousin.

''There will be no forgiveness!''

Her father stabbed her through

the heart.

Honour, huh?

l remember the time you came

to my parents' house

and told me about the family business.

How you'd never have anything

to do with it. You sounded like Tony.

l was a lot like Tony.

- l can barely see him... Kay?

- What?

- Do you mind driving?

- What's wrong?

My eyes. Sometimes

they're all right, but...

l have to see Don Tommasino...

Well...

- There are no bodyguards today.

- l really snuck away.

Father, where are you going?

Would you like a ride?

l know you. You're Mosca

of Montelepre.

You were an assassin then,

and you're an assassin now.

l know Michael Corleone

is at your house.

l will pass through the gates

with you.

How are you?

This is Calo, one of my bodyguards

in the old days.

- We can wait here.

- You want a drink?

l spent a lot of time in this room...

...thinking of you.

And then you got married.

- l still thought of you.

- What's in that room?

This is dangerous for you. This is Sicily.

- l love this country.

- Why?

Well, all through history, terrible things

have happened to these people.

Terrible injustices.

But they still expect good,

rather than bad, will happen to them.

Sort of like me and you?

- How so?

- l'm still here, right?

We do have a bad history,

but l'm still here.

Yes, you are, but with dread.

Give me the order!

ls that supposed to make me

not dread you?

We're in Sicily. lt's opera.

Okay.

What do we do now?

Be reasonable.

Let's try not to hurt each other.

l want you to forgive me.

- For what?

- Everything.

Oh, like God?

No, l need something a little closer.

You couldn't understand,

back in those days.

l loved my father. l swore l would

never be a man like him,

but l loved him and he was in danger.

What could l do?

And then later, you were in danger.

Our children were in danger.

What could l do?

You were all that l... loved and valued

most in the world.

Now l'm losing you. l lost you.

You're gone.

And it was all for nothing. So...

You have to understand,

l had a whole different destiny planned.

All right, l'll stop.

l really don't know what you

want from me, Michael.

- l mean...

- l'm not the man that you think l am.

- l don't know.

- l love you, Kay.

Don't dread me anymore.

You know, every night here in Sicily...

...l dream about my wife

and my children...

...and how l lost them.

l guess that if it's any consolation,

l want you to know that...

...that...

...l always loved you, Michael.

And you know...

...always, l always will.

What is it? What's wrong?

They found Don Tommasino shot.

ls he dead?

My master is dead.

Blood calls for blood.

l must have revenge!

Some day, you may have to do

a difficult service for me.

Command me.

lt never ends.

l will avenge him!

Totals...

Lorscheider, 1 vote.

Siri, 1 1 votes.

Lamberto, 99 votes.

Do you accept your election

as supreme pontiff?

Oh God, shed light on the decision

they have taken on my behalf.

l accept.

By what name do you

wish to be called?

John Paul the First.

l will do things ''right away,''

rather than in ''a little while''...

Frederick Keinszig, known as ''God's

Banker'', has been reported missing.

He was last seen leaving the Rome

offices of Vatican owned lmmobiliare.

Also missing was a large sum

ofmoney and several documents.

Keinszig, you fool.

His absence casts further suspicion

on the dealings of the Vatican Bank.

For several years,

the bank and its companies

have been the object of allegations

of disreputable business practices.

Lucchesi, will you please

try to understand?

l have phoned him.

l have waited here by the phone.

You would do well to remember,

Mr Lucchesi,

that this Pope has very different ideas

from the last one.

Goodbye, my old friend.

You could have lived a little longer.

l could be closer to my dream.

You were so loved, Don Tommasino.

Why was l so feared,

and you so loved?

What was it?

l was no less honourable.

l wanted to do good.

What betrayed me?

My mind? My heart?

Why do l condemn myself so?

l swear,

on the lives of my children...

Give me a chance to redeem myself...

...and l will sin no more.

You look pale. Bad news?

Tell me right away.

lt's not just a bad banking deal.

These guys are butchers.

- What guys?

- Lucchesi.

He controls all of them:

Altobello, the Archbishop...

...others higher up, P2 maybe.

Secret unknown.

They're running things.

- l'm in their way.

- He's hired an assassin to kill you.

A Sicilian. l don't know his name.

But they say he never fails.

Then no one is safe.

Even the new Pope is in danger.

We still have time. We can prevent this.

l tried, Vincent.

l tried...

...to keep everything from coming

to this. But it's not possible.

Not in this world.

Give me the order.

You won't be able to go back.

- You'll be like me.

- Good.

All my life l wanted out.

l wanted the family out.

l don't want out.

l want the power to preserve the family.

l'm asking for the order.

lt's done.

Because l can't do it anymore.

Well, it doesn't matter.

Vincent knows what to do.

Come on outside.

Take a rest and don't think about it.

- All l do is think about it.

- l'm your son.

Command me in all things.

Give up my daughter.

That's the price you pay...

...for the life you choose.

Nephew...

...from this moment on...

...call yourself Vincent Corleone.

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