- •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.
Inclinations. Had done it because she had asked him to, and that she was the only
person in the world who could make him act against his own nature.
On the afternoon of Michael's return from Vegas, Rocco Lampone drove the limousine
to the mall to pick up Kay so that she could meet her husband at the airport. She always
met her husband when he arrived from out of town, mostly because she felt lonely
without him, living as she did in the fortified mall.
She saw him come off the plane with Tom Hagen and the new man he had working
for him, Albert Neri. Kay didn't care much for Neri, he reminded her of Luca Brasi in his
quiet ferociousness. She saw Neri drop behind Michael and off to the side, saw his
quick penetrating glance as his eyes swept over everybody nearby. It was Neri who first
spotted Kay and touched Michael's shoulder to make him look in the proper direction.
Kay ran into her husband's arms and he quickly kissed her and let her go. He and
Tom Hagen and Kay got into the limousine and Albert Neri vanished. Kay did not notice
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that Neri had gotten into another car with two other men and that this car rode behind
the limousine until it reached Long Beach.
Kay never asked Michael how his business had gone. Even such polite questions
were understood to be awkward, not that he wouldn't give her an equally polite answer,
but it would remind them both of the forbidden territory their marriage could never
include. Kay didn't mind anymore. But when Michael told her he would have to spend
the evening with his father to tell him about the Vegas trip, she couldn't help making a
little frown of disappointment.
"I'm sorry," Michael said. "Tomorrow night we'll go into New York and see a show and
have dinner, OK?" He patted her stomach, she was almost seven months pregnant.
"After the kid comes you'll be tied down again. Hell, you're more Italian than Yankee.
Two kids in two years."
Kay said tartly, "And you're more Yankee than Italian. Your first evening home and
you spend it on business." But she smiled at him when she said it. "You won't be home
late?"
"Before midnight," Michael said. "Don't wait up for me if you feel tired."
"I'll wait up," Kay said.
At the meeting that night, in the corner room library of Don Corleone's house, were
the Don himself, Michael, Tom Hagen, Carlo Rizzi, and the two caporegimes, Clemenza
and Tessio.
The atmosphere of the meeting was by no means so congenial as in former days.
Ever since Don Corleone had announced his semiretirement and Michael's take-over of
the Family business, there had been some strain. Succession in control of such an
enterprise as the Family was by no means hereditary. In any other Family powerful
caporegimes such as Clemenza and Tessio might have succeeded to the position of
Don. Or at least they might have been allowed to split off and form their own Family.
Then, too, ever since Don Corleone had made the peace with the Five Families, the
strength of the Corleone Family had declined. The Barzini Family was now indisputably
the most powerful one in the New York area; allied as they were to the Tattaglias, they
now held the position the Corleone Family had once held. Also they were slyly whittling
down the power of the Corleone Family, muscling into their gambling areas, testing the
Corleones' reactions and, finding them weak, establishing their own bookmakers.
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The Barzinis and Tattaglias were delighted with the Don's retirement. Michael,
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formidable as he might prove to be, could never hope to equal the Don in cunning and
influence for at least another decade. The Corleone Family was definitely in a decline.
It had, of course, suffered serious misfortunes. Freddie had proved to be nothing more
than an innkeeper and ladies' man, the idiom for ladies' man untranslatable but
connotating a greedy infant always at its mother's nipple – in short, unmanly. Sonny's
death too, had been a disaster. Sonny had been a man to be feared, not to be taken
lightly. Of course he had made a mistake in sending his younger brother, Michael, to kill
the Turk and the police captain. Though necessary in a tactical sense, as a long-term
strategy it proved to be a serious error. It had forced the Don, eventually, to rise from his
sickbed. It had deprived Michael of two years of valuable experience and training under
his father's tutelage. And of course an Irish as a Consigliori had been the only
foolishness the Don had ever perpetrated. No Irish man could hope to equal a Sicilian
for cunning. So went the opinion of all the Families and they were naturally more
respectful to the Barzini-Tattaglia alliance than to the Corleones. Their opinion of
Michael was that he was not equal to Sonny in force though more intelligent certainly,
but not as intelligent as his father. A mediocre successor and a man not to be feared too
greatly.
Also, though the Don was generally admired for his statesmanship in making the
peace, the fact that he had not avenged Sonny's murder lost the Family a great deal of
respect. It was recognized that such statesmanship sprang out of weakness.
All this was known to the men sitting in the room and perhaps even believed by a few.
Carlo Rizzi liked Michael but did not fear him as he had feared Sonny. Clemenza, too,
though he gave Michael credit for a bravura performance with the Turk and the police
captain, could not help thinking Michael too soft to be a Don. Clemenza had hoped to
be given permission to form his own Family, to have his own empire split away from the
Corleone. But the Don had indicated that this was not to be and Clemenza respected
the Don too much to disobey. Unless of course the whole situation became intolerable.
Tessio had a better opinion of Michael. He sensed something else in the young man:
a force cleverly kept hidden, a man jealously guarding his true strength from public gaze,
following the Don's precept that a friend should always underestimate your virtues and
an enemy overestimate your faults.
The Don himself and Tom Hagen were of course under no illusions about Michael.
The Don would never have retired if he had not had absolute faith in his son's ability to
retrieve the Family position. Hagen had been Michael's teacher for the last two years
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and was amazed at how quickly Michael grasped all the intricacies of the Family
business. Truly his father's son.
Clemenza and Tessio were annoyed with Michael because he had reduced the
strength of their regimes and had never reconstituted Sonny's regime. The Corleone
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Family, in effect, had now only two fighting divisions with less personnel than formerly.
Clemenza and Tessio considered this suicidal, especially with the Barzini-Tattaglia
encroachments on their empires. So now they were hopeful these errors might be
corrected at this extraordinary meeting convened by the Don.
Michael started off by telling them about his trip to Vegas and Moe Greene's refusing
the offer to buy him out. "But we'll make him an offer he can't refuse," Michael said.
"You already know the Corleone Family plans to move its operations West. We'll have
four of the hotel casinos on the Strip. But it can't be right away. We need time to get
things straightened out." He spoke directly to Clemenza. "Pete, you and Tessio, I want
you to go along with me for a year without questioning and without reservations. At the
end of that year, both of you can split off from the Corleone Family and be your own
bosses, have your own Families. Of course it goes without saying we'd maintain our
friendship, I wouldn't insult you and your respect for my father by thinking otherwise for
a minute. But up until that time I want you just to follow my lead and don't worry. There
are negotiations going on that will solve problems that you think are not solvable. So
just be a little patient."
Tessio spoke up. "If Moe Greene wanted to talk to your father, why not let him? The
Don could always persuade anybody, there was never anyone who could stand up to
his reasonableness."
The Don answered this directly. "I've retired. Michael would lose respect if I interfered.
And besides that's a man I'd rather not talk to."
Tessio remembered the stories he'd heard about Moe Greene slapping Freddie
Corleone around one night in the Vegas hotel. He began to smell a rat. He leaned back.
Moe Greene was a dead man, he thought. The Corleone Family did not wish to
persuade him.
Carlo Rizzi spoke up. "Is the Corleone Family going to stop operating in New York
altogether?"
Michael nodded. "We're selling the olive oil business. Everything we can, we turn over
to Tessio and Clemenza. But, Carlo, I don't want you to worry about your job. You grew
up in Nevada, you know the state, you know the people. I'm counting on you being my
right-hand man when we make our move out there."
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Carlo leaned back, his face flushed with gratification. His time was coming, he would
move in the constellations of power.
Michael went on. "Tom Hagen is no longer the Consigliori. He's going to be our lawyer
in Vegas. In about two months he'll move out there permanently with his family. Strictly
as a lawyer. Nobody goes to him with any other business as of now, this minute. He's a
lawyer and that's all. No reflection on Tom. That's the way I want it. Besides, if I ever
need any advice, who's a better counselor than my father?" They all laughed. But they
had gotten the message despite the joke. Tom Hagen was out; he no longer held any
power. They all took their fleeting glances to check Hagen's reaction but his face was
impassive.
Clemenza spoke up in his fat man's wheeze. "Then in a year's time we're on our own,
is that it?"
"Maybe less," Michael said courteously. "Of course you can always remain part of the
Family, that's your choice. But most of our strength will be out West and maybe you'd
do better organized on your own."
Tessio said quietly, "In that case I think you should give us permission to recruit new
men for our regimes. Those Barzini bastards keep chiseling in on my territory. I think
maybe it would be wise to teach them a little lesson in manners."
Michael shook his head. "No. No good. Just stay still. All that stuff will be negotiated,
everything will be straightened out before we leave."
Tessio was not to be so easily satisfied. He spoke to the Don directly, taking a chance
on incurring Michael's ill will. "Forgive me, Godfather, let our years of friendship be my
excuse. But I think you and your son are all wrong with this Nevada business. How can
you hope for success there without your strength here to back you up? The two go hand