- •Voice as an aging, balding man running to fat feels about showing pictures of himself as
- •Very deliberate, and yet tender. There was nothing sly or lecherously lascivious
- •Intelligent. She hadn't fallen all over herself to screw for him or try to hustle (толкать,
- •I don't have the money. No bank would finance me. It takes millions to support a movie."
- •Impossible to avoid in his business and the temptations to which he was continually
- •In the sack (гамак; койка) anyway. You could tell (можно различить, распознать) a girl
- •Voice had gone to hell, his family life had gone to hell. And there had come the day
- •I'll be too hoarse to even talk. Do you think we'll have to fix up much of the stuff we did
- •In fact that was the excuse for the party itself. People would say, "Let's go over to see
- •Voracious [V∂’reı∫∂s] – прожорливый; жадный, ненасытный; plummet – свинцовый
- •Voice imaginable, "This looks like a pretty good movie."
- •I can say Deanna Dunn had me."
- •In the California moonlight. "Fuck you," he said gently, and they both laughed together
- •In had finished his new novel and came west on Johnny's invitation, to talk it over
- •In Sicily at the turn of the century the Mafia was the second government, far more
- •Vito was hidden by relatives and shipped to America. There he was boarded with the
- •Irish and American and abused the workmen in the foulest language, which Vito always
- •Vito was astonished but was careful not to show his astonishment. "Why do we have
- •It was from this experience came his oft-repeated belief that every man has but one
- •Vito Corleone told his wife to take the two children, Sonny and Fredo, down into the
- •Intelligence and courage.
- •Into barrel and handle, two separate pieces. He used a separate air shaft for each. They
- •Vito Corleone asked her gently, "Why do you ask me to help you?"
- •Inquiries about Vito Corleone. He did not wait until the next morning. He knocked on the
- •Imported Italian oil in America, his organization mushroomed (быстро росла;
- •It started casually enough. By this time the Genco Pura Oil Company had a fleet of six
- •Illicit gambling houses that ran poker games, the policy or numbers racket of Harlem.
- •Independent operation.
- •Vito Corleone was a man with vision. All the great cities of America were being torn by
- •It was typical of the young Santino, before he became older and crueler, that he
- •Identification card. "I'm Detective John Phillips from the New York Police Department,"
- •Is looking for him, everybody is looking for him. So far, no luck, so we thought you might
- •I'm just telling her she can get into serious trouble unless she cooperates with us. But
- •In anything so sordid (грязный, низкий, подлый)."
- •If my wife had been as presumptuous (самонадеянный, дерзкий, нахальный
- •In the streets, on playgrounds, etc., in which a rubber ball and a broomstick or the like
- •Virgin Mary with their red-glassed candles flickering on the sideboard, Bonasera lit a
- •Into fresh linen, white gleaming shirt, the black tie, a freshly pressed dark suit, dull black
- •Voice made it a question.
- •In the rear of the building, cut off from the funeral parlor and reception rooms by a
- •Vengeance. He cursed the day his wife and the wife of Don Corleone had become
- •In addition to this Sonny was under the enormous strain of being a marked man. He
- •I'll kill you, you bastard." She rushed at him, kicking and scratching.
- •In them and finally Connie was truly afraid.
- •It was nearly ten o'clock at night when the kitchen phone in Don Corleone's house
- •In front held up their guns now, the man in the darkened tollbooth cut his fire, and
- •It was almost five minutes before Carlo's voice came over the phone, a voice half
- •Inquiries to track down the murderers of my son without my express command. There
- •It looked like nothing could stop the dam from being built and supplies and equipment
- •Institution. Nothing was more calming, more conducive to pure reason, than the
- •Incidence of physical violence of any of the cities controlled by the Families; there had
- •In his empire. The Boston area had too many murders, too many petty wars for power,
- •In a curious way his almost victorious war against the Corleone Family had not won
- •Influence but many of the people who respect my counsel might lose this respect if
- •Into the sea or his ship sink beneath the waves of the ocean, if he should catch a mortal
- •In short, I wish now to live in a fortress. Let me say to you now that I will never go into
- •Important left out. Hagen knew what it was but he knew it was not his place to ask. He
- •Initiated that made the day's happenings no more than a tactical retreat. And there was
- •It was Hagen who brought this case to the attention of the Don at the request of one
- •It loverlike but really to feel her pulse. It was galloping. He'd get her tonight and he'd
- •In the next instant she let out a yell as he brought down the heavy medical volume on
- •It. She found herself quite interested.
- •Innocent?"
- •Inoperable? Then there was other stuff.
- •Valenti, "I think it might be a long wait for you, you'd better leave."
- •Very spoiled guy. Do you think because you're Johnny Fontane you can't get cancer? Or
- •Vendettas or had also emigrated, either to America, Brazil or to some other province on
- •In every emergency. He was their social worker, their district captain ready with a
- •Its eighteen thousand people strung out (to string out – растягивать вереницей) in
- •Interpreters to the military government. This good fortune enabled the Mafia to
- •Intelligence and the polarity of the fair and dark. This was an overwhelming desire for
- •Very big eves, very dark eyes. Do you know a girl like that in the village?"
- •Impressed him even more, made it clear that Michael was the superior of the two men
- •Villa outside Corleone. The wedding feast went on until midnight but bride and groom
- •Into the furnace."
- •It was unheard of for one of the peasant women in Sicily to attempt driving a car. But
- •In her New Hampshire hometown. The first six months after Michael vanished she made
- •Italians liked that supposedly, though Michael had always said he loved her being so
- •Into the bedroom." Kay took a long pull from her drink and smiled at him. "Yes," she said.
- •I won't talk."
- •Its amusement. "But how can you say that?" she said. "Really."
- •Individual. Governments really don't do much for their people, that's what it comes down
- •Valenti's gestures.
- •It was almost fifteen minutes before Jules Segal came into the suite. Johnny noted
- •It was this that made Johnny sore enough to bring Nino his water glass of whiskey.
- •I'd tell them. My voice used to have expression in those days. And they'd smile at me
- •I slice off the other tit. A year after that, I scoop out her insides like you scoop the seeds
- •In tonight with Tom Hagen. Tom said they'll be seeing you, Lucy. You know what it's all
- •Virginia asked. "Everything is going so beautifully for you. I never dreamed you had it in
- •In Nino's suite they found Johnny Fontane sitting on the couch eating breakfast. Jules
- •Inclinations. Had done it because she had asked him to, and that she was the only
- •In hand. And with you gone from here the Barzini and the Tattaglia will be too strong for
- •In the library the three men had relaxed as only people can who have lived years
- •It brought back his childhood in Sicily sixty years ago, brought it back without the terror,
- •Including, of course, the Don's widow. Connie was so overcome with emotion that she
- •Virtue, as well as her dark prettiness.
- •I'll crucify you." He motioned with his flashlight and the youth walked quickly away. Neri
- •In check but had given his nephew warning. "Tommy, you make my sister cry over you
- •It was Pete Clemenza, with his fine nose for good personnel, who brought the Neri
- •I'm getting old, I want to retire, And he comes to me and he says he wants to interfere in
- •Instruct him personally. I don't want to see Tessio at all. Just tell him I'll be ready to go
- •Is wrong now?"
- •Voided itself. Clemenza kept the garrot tight for another few minutes to make sure, then
- •It, but people never forgive themselves and so they would always be dangerous.
In her New Hampshire hometown. The first six months after Michael vanished she made
weekly telephone calls to his mother asking about him. Mrs. Corleone was always
friendly and always wound up saying, "You a very very nice girl. You forget about Mikey
and find a nice husband." Kay was not offended at her bluntness and understood that
the mother spoke out of concern for her as a young girl in an impossible situation.
When her first school term ended, she decided to go to New York to buy some decent
clothes and see some old college girl friends. She thought also about looking for some
sort of interesting job in New York. She had lived like a spinster for almost two years,
reading and teaching, refusing dates, refusing to go out at all, even though she had
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becoming irritable and unhappy. But she had always believed Michael would write her
or send her a message of some sort. That he had not done so humiliated her, it
saddened her that he was so distrustful even of her.
She took an early train and was checked into her hotel by midafternoon. Her girl
friends worked and she didn't want to bother them at their jobs, she planned to call them
at night. And she didn't really feel like going shopping after the exhausting train trip.
Being alone in the hotel room, remembering all the times she and Michael had used
hotel rooms to make love, gave her a feeling of desolation. It was that more than
anything else that gave her the idea of calling Michael's mother out in Long Beach.
The phone was answered by a rough masculine voice with a typical, to her, New York
accent. Kay asked to speak to Mrs. Corelone. There was a few minutes' silence and
then Kay heard the heavily accented voice asking who it was.
Kay was a little embarrassed now. "This is Kay Adams, Mrs. Corleone," she said. "Do
you remember me?"
"Sure, sure, I remember you," Mrs. Corleone said. "How come you no call up no more?
You get a married?"
"Oh, no," Kay said. "I've been busy." She was surprised at the mother obviously being
annoyed that she had stopped calling. "Have you heard anything from Michael? Is he all
right?"
There was silence at the other end of the phone and then Mrs. Corleone's voice came
strong. "Mikey is a home. He no call you up? He no see you?"
Kay felt her stomach go weak from shock and a humiliating desire to weep. Her voice
broke a little when she asked, "How long has he been home?"
Mrs. Corleone said, "Six months."
"Oh, I see," Kay said. And she did. She felt hot waves of shame that Michael's mother
knew he was treating her so cheaply. And then she was angry. Angry at Michael, at his
mother, angry at all foreigners, Italians who didn't have the common courtesy to keep
up a decent show of friendship even if a love affair was over. Didn't Michael know she
would be concerned for him as a friend even if he no longer wanted her for a bed
companion, even if he no longer wanted to marry her? Did he think she was one of
those poor benighted Italian girls who would commit suicide or make a scene after
giving up her virginity and then being thrown over? But she kept her voice as cool as
possible. "I see, thank you very much," she said. "I'm glad Michael is home again and
all right. I just wanted to know. I won't call you again."
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Mrs. Corleone's voice came impatiently over the phone as if she had heard nothing
that Kay had said. "You wanta see Mikey, you come out here now. Give him a nice
surprise. You take a taxi, and I tell the man at the gate to pay the taxi for you. You tell
the taxi man he gets two times his clock, otherwise he no come way out the Long Beach.
But don't you pay. My husband's man at the gate pay the taxi."
"I couldn't do that, Mrs. Corleone," Kay said coldly. "If Michael wanted to see me, he
would have called me at home before this. Obviously he doesn't want to resume our
relationship."
Mrs. Corleone's voice came briskly over the phone. "You a very nice girl, you gotta
nice legs, but you no gotta much brains." She chuckled. "You come out to see me, not
Mikey. I wanta talk to you. You come right now. An' no pay the taxi. I wait for you." The
phone clicked. Mrs. Corleone had hung up.
Kay could have called back and said she wasn't coming but she knew she had to see
Michael, to talk to him, even if it was just polite talk. If he was home now, openly, that
meant he was no longer in trouble, he could live normally. She jumped off the bed and
started to get ready to see him. She took a great deal of care with her makeup and
dress. When she was ready to leave she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Was she
better-looking than when Michael had disappeared? Or would he find her unattractively
older? Her figure had become more womanly, her hips rounder, her breasts fuller.