Just don’t tell me you’re innocent

Godfather ipsum dolor sit amet. My father is no different from any powerful man, any man with power, like a president or a senator. Why did you go to the police? Why didn’t you come to me first? Just don’t tell me you’re innocent. Because it insults my intelligence and makes me very angry. My father’s name was Antonio Andolini… and this is for you.

Don’t you know that I would do everything in my power to stop something like that from happening? Friends and money—they just don’t mix. Why are you hurting me, Michael? I’ve always been loyal to you. Sonny, please don’t do anything. Please don’t do anything.

You talk about revenge. Is revenge going to bring your son back to you? Or my boy back to me? In Sicily, women are more dangerous than shotguns. Don’t ever give an order like that again. Not while I’m alive. Never hate your enemies. It clouds your judgment. Michael, you never told me you knew Johnny Fontane!

Leave the gun. Take the cannoli. Don Corleone, I am honored and grateful that you have invited me to your home on your daughter’s wedding day. And may their first child be a son. I don’t like violence, Tom. I’m a businessman; blood is a big expense. I’m going to make him an offer he can’t refuse. Very well. You want to do business with me. I will do business with you.

It’s a Sicilian message. It means Luca Brasi is dead. I want your answer and the money by noon tomorrow. And one more thing. Don’t ever contact me again. From now on, you deal with Turnbull. I don’t feel I have to wipe everybody out, Tom. Just my enemies. Hey, listen, I want somebody good—and I mean very good—to plant that gun. I don’t want my brother coming out of that bathroom with just his dick in his hands, alright?

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