The Godfather Page #2

NAZORINE:

...a fine boy from Sicily, captured

by the American Army, and sent to

New Jersey as a prisoner of war...

DON CORLEONE:

Nazorine, my friend, tell me what I

can do.

NAZORINE:

Now that the war is over, Enzo,

this boy is being repatriated to

Italy. And you see, Godfather...

(he wrings his hands,

unable to express himself)

He...my daughter...they...

DON CORLEONE:

You want him to stay in this country.

NAZORINE:

Godfather, you understand everything.

DON CORLEONE:

Tom, what we need is an Act of

Congress to allow Enzo to become a

citizen.

NAZORINE:

(impressed)

An Act of Congress!

HAGEN:

(nodding)

It will cost.

The DON shrugs; such are the way with those things; NAZORINE

nods.

NAZORINE:

Is that all? Godfather, thank

you...

(backing out, enthusiastically)

Oh, wait till you see the cake I

made for your beautiful daughter!

NAZORINE backs out, all smiles, and nods to the GODFATHER.

DON CORLEONE rises and moves to the Venetian blinds.

HAGEN:

Who do I give this job to?

The DON moves to the windows, peeking out through the blinds.

DON CORLEONE:

Not to one of our paisans...give it

to a Jew Congressman in another

district. Who else is on the list

for today?

The DON is peeking out to the MEN around the barrel, waiting

to see him.

HAGEN:

Francesco Nippi. His nephew has

been refused parole. A bad case.

EXT DAY:
MALL (SUMMER 1945)

WHAT HE SEES:

NIPPI waits nervously by the barrel.

HAGEN (O.S.)

His father worked with you in the

freight yards when you were young.

LUCA BRASI sitting alone, grotesque and quiet.

HAGEN (O.S.)

He's not on the list, but Luca

Brasi wants to see you.

INT DAY:
DON'S OFFICE (SUMMER 1945)

The DON turns to HAGEN.

DON CORLEONE:

Is it necessary?

HAGEN:

You understand him better than

anyone.

The DON nods to this. Turns back to the blinds and peeks out.

EXT DAY:
MALL (SUMMER 1945)

WHAT HE SEES:

MICHAEL CORLEONE, dressed in the uniform of a Marine Captain,

leads KAY ADAMS through the wedding crowd, occasionally

stopped and greeted by FRIENDS of the family.

INT DAY:
DON'S OFFICE (SUMMER 1945)

The DON, inside the office, peering through the blinds,

following them.

EXT DAY:
MALL (SUMMER 1945)

MICHAEL moves through the crowd, embraces MAMA and introduces

her to his GIRL.

EXT DAY:
OFFICE WINDOW (SUMMER 1945)

The DON's eyes peering through the blinds.

EXT DAY:
MALL TABLES (SUMMER 1945)

KAY and MICHAEL settle by a table on the edge of the wedding,

burdened down with plates of food and glasses and wine. She

is exhilarated by the enormity of the affair, the music and

the vitality.

KAY:

I've never seen anything like it.

MICHAEL:

I told you I had a lot of relatives.

KAY looking about, a young and lively thing in a gift shop.

We see what she sees:

Her interest is caught by THREE MEN standing by the wine

barrels.

KAY:

(amused)

Michael, what are those men doing?

MICHAEL:

They're waiting to see my father.

KAY:

They're talking to themselves.

MICHAEL:

They're going to talk to my father,

which means they're going to ask

him for something, which means they

better get it right.

KAY:

Why do they bother him on a day

like this?

MICHAEL:

Because they know that no Sicilian

will refuse a request on his

daughter's wedding day.

EXT DAY:
WEDDING PARTY (SUMMER 1945)

CONNIE CORLEONE, the Bride, is pressing the bodice of her

overly-fluffy white gown against the groom, CARLO RIZZI. He

is bronzed, with curly blondish hair and lovely dimples.

She absolutely adores him and can barely take her eyes from

him long enough to thank the various GUESTS for the white

envelopes they are putting into the large white purse she

holds. In fact, if we watch carefully, we can see that one

of her hands is slid under his jacket, and into his shirt,

where she is provocatively rubbing the hair on his chest.

CARLO, on the other hand, has his blue eyes trained on the

bulging envelopes, and is trying to guess how much cash the

things hold.

Discreetly, he moves her hand off of his skin.

CARLO:

(whispered)

Cut it out, Connie.

The purse, looped by a ribbon of silk around CONNIE's arm,

is fat with money.

PAULIE (O.S.)

What do you think? Twenty grand?

A little distance away, a young man, PAULIE GATTO, catches a

prosciutto sandwich thrown by a friend, without once taking

eyes from the purse.

PAULIE:

Who knows? Maybe more. Twenty,

thirty grand in small bills cash in

that silk purse. Holy Toledo, if

this was somebody else's wedding!

SONNY is sitting at the Wedding Dias, talking to LUCY

MANCINI, the Maid of Honor. Every once in a while he

glances across the courtyard, where his WIFE is talking with

some WOMEN.

He bends over and whispers something into LUCY's ear.

SANDRA and the WOMEN are in the middle of a big, ribald laugh.

WOMAN:

Is it true what they say about your

husband, Sandra?

SANDRA's hands separate with expanding width further and

further apart until she bursts into a peal of laughter.

Through her separated hands she sees the Wedding Dais.

SONNY and LUCY are gone.

INT DAY:
DON'S HALL & STAIRS (SUMMER 1945)

The empty hallway. The bathroom door opens and LUCY

surreptitiously steps out.

She looks up where SONNY is standing on the second landing,

motioning for her to come up.

She lifts her petticoats off the ground and hurries upstairs.

EXT DAY:
MALL TABLES (SUMMER 1945)

KAY and MICHAEL.

KAY:

(in a spooky low tone)

Michael, that scarey guy...Is he a

relative?

She has picked out LUCA BRASI.

MICHAEL:

No. His name is Luca Brasi. You

wouldn't like him.

KAY:

(Excited)

Who is he?

MICHAEL:

(Sizing her up)

You really want to know?

KAY:

Yes. Tell me.

MICHAEL:

You like spaghetti?

KAY:

You know I love spaghetti.

MICHAEL:

Then eat your spaghetti and I'll

tell you a Luca Brasi story.

She starts to eat her spaghetti.

She begins eating, looking at him eagerly.

MICHAEL:

Once upon a time, about fifteen

years ago some people wanted to

take over my father's olive oil

business. They had Al Capone send

some men in from Chicago to kill my

father, and they almost did.

KAY:

Al Capone!

MICHAEL:

My Father sent Luca Brasi after

them. He tied the two Capone men

hand and foot, and stuffed small

bath towels into their mouths.

Then he took an ax, and chopped one

man's feet off...

KAY:

Michael...

MICHAEL:

Then the legs at the knees...

KAY:

Michael you're trying to scare me...

MICHAEL:

Then the thighs where they joined

the torso.

KAY:

Michael, I don't want to hear

anymore...

MICHAEL:

Then Luca turned to the other man...

KAY:

Michael, I love you.

MICHAEL:

...who out of sheer terror had

swallowed the bath towel in his

mouth and suffocated.

The smile on his face seems to indicate that he is telling a

tall story.

KAY:

I never know when you're telling me

the truth.

MICHAEL:

I told you you wouldn't like him.

KAY:

He's coming over here!

LUCA comes toward them to meet TOM HAGEN halfway, just near

their table.

MICHAEL:

Tom...Tom, I'd like you to meet Kay

Adams.

KAY:

(having survived LUCA)

How do you do.

MICHAEL:

My brother, Tom Hagen.

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