The Long Arm of the Godfather Page #7

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politicians, then he must share them...

...or let others use them. He must let us

draw the water from the well.

Certainly he can present a bill

for such services.

After all, we're not communists.

I also don't believe in drugs.

For years I paid my people extra, so

they wouldn't do that kind of business.

Somebody says to them

"I have powders. "

"If you put up 3-4,000 dollar investment,

we can make 50,000 distributing. "

They can't resist. I want to control it

as a business, keep it respectable.

I don't want it near schools,

I don't want it sold to children.

That's an infmia.

In my city we would keep the traffic

to the coloured.

They're animals,

so let them lose their souls.

I hoped that we could come here

and reason together.

And I'm willing to do whatever is

necessary to find a peaceful solution.

We are agreed. The traffic in drugs

will be permitted, but controlled.

Don Corleone will give us protection

in the east, and there will be peace.

I must have strict assurance

from Corleone.

As time goes by and his position

becomes stronger...

...will he attempt any individual vendetta?

We are all reasonable men.

We don't have to give assurances.

You talk about vengeance.

Will vengeance bring your son

back to you?

Or my boy to me?

I forgo the vengeance of my son.

But I have selfish reasons.

My youngest son was forced

to leave this country...

...because of this Sollozzo business.

And I have to make arrangements

to bring him back here safely.

Cleared of all these false charges.

But I'm a superstitious man.

If an unlucky accident should befall him,

if he should be shot by a police officer...

...or if he should hang himself

in his jail cell...

...or if he's struck

by a bolt of lightning...

...then I'm going to blame

some of the people in this room.

And that I do not forgive.

But, that aside...

...let me say that I swear...

...on the souls of my grandchildren...

...that I will not be the one to break

the peace we've made here today.

Should I insist that all of Tattaglia's

drug middlemen have clean records?

Mention it. Don't insist.

- Barzini will know without being told.

- You mean Tattaglia.

Tattaglia's a pimp. He could never

have outfought Santino.

But I didn't know until this day

that it was Barzini all along.

Come on, Nancy.

Keep together, everyone. Brian.

Okay, all right.

How long have you been back?

I've been back a year.

Longer than that, I think.

It's good to see you, Kay.

I'm working for my father now, Kay.

He's been sick. Very sick.

But you're not like him. You told me you

weren't going to become like your father.

My father is no different

than any other powerful man.

Any man who's responsible

for other people.

Like a senator or president.

- How naive you sound.

- Why?

They don't have men killed.

Who's being naive, Kay?

My father's way of doing things is over.

Even he knows that.

In five years the Corleone family

is going to be completely legitimate.

Trust me. That's all I can tell you

about my business. Kay...

Michael, why did you come here? Why?

What do you want with me after all

this time? I've been calling and writing.

I came because I need you.

I care for you.

- Please stop it, Michael.

- Because... I want you to marry me.

- It's too late.

- Please, Kay...

I'll do anything you ask to make up for

what's happened to us.

Because that's important, Kay.

Because what's important is that...

...we have each other.

That we have a life together.

That we have children. Our children.

Kay, I need you.

And I love you.

Barzini's people chisel my territory

and we do nothing about it!

- Soon I'll have no place to hang my hat!

- Be patient.

I'm not asking for help.

Just take off the handcuffs.

- Be patient.

- We must protect ourselves.

- Let me recruit some new men.

- No.

- Barzini would get an excuse to fight.

- Mike, you're wrong.

Don Corleone...

You once said that one day Tessio

and me could form our own family.

Till today I would never think of it.

I must ask your permission.

Michael is now head of the family.

If he gives his permission,

then you have my blessing.

After we make the move to Nevada...

...you can leave the Corleone family

and go on your own.

- How long will that be?

- Six months.

Forgive me, but with you gone, me and

Pete will come under Barzini's thumb.

I hate that Barzini. In six months' time

there will be nothing left to build on.

- Do you have faith in my judgement?

- Yes.

- Do I have your loyalty?

- Always, Godfather.

Then be a friend to Michael.

Do as he says.

Things are negotiated that'll solve your

problems and answer your questions.

That's all I can tell you now.

Carlo, you grew up in Nevada.

When we make our move there,

you'll be my right-hand man.

Tom Hagen is no longer consigliere.

He'll be our lawyer in Vegas.

That's no reflection on Tom,

just how I want it.

If I ever need help, who's a better

consigliere than my father? That's it.

- Thank you, Poppa.

- I'm happy for you, Carlo.

Mike... Why am I out?

You're not a wartime consigliere, Tom.

Things may get rough with the move.

Tom.

I advised Michael. I never thought

you were a bad consigliere.

I thought Santino was a bad Don,

rest in peace.

Michael has all my confidence,

just as you do.

But there are reasons why you must

have no part in what is going to happen.

- Maybe I could help.

- You're out, Tom.

I can't get over the way your face looks.

So good!

This doctor did some job. Did Kay

talk you into it? Hey, hey, hey!

Leave them out here.

He's tired and wants to clean up.

Let me open the door, all right?

- Hello, Mike! Welcome to Las Vegas!

- All for you, kid! It's all his idea.

- Your brother Freddy.

- Girls?

I'll be right back. Keep them occupied.

- Anything you want, kid, anything.

- Who are the girls?

- That's for you to find out.

- Get rid of them, Fredo.

- Hey, Mike...

- I'm here on business. Get rid of them.

I'm tired. Get rid of the band too.

Hey, take off. Take off. Let's go.

Hey, that's it. Hey, Angelo.

Hey, come on! Scram!

Come on, honey. I don't know

what's the matter with him, Johnny.

Sorry.

I don't know. He's tired.

What happened to Moe Greene?

He had some business. He said to

give him a call when the party started.

Well, give him a call.

- Johnny, how are you?

- Nice to see you, Mike.

- We're proud of you.

- Thanks.

Sit down, I want to talk to you.

The Don is proud too.

Well, I owe it all to him.

He knows how grateful you are. That's

why he'd like to ask a favour of you.

Mike, what can I do?

We're thinking of giving up our interests

in the olive oil business and settle here.

Moe will sell us his share of the casino

and the hotel, so we'll own all of it. Tom!

Are you sure? Moe loves the business.

He never said nothing about selling.

I'll make him an offer he can't refuse.

See, Johnny...

We figure that entertainment

would draw gamblers to the casino.

We hope you'll sign a contract

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