- •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.
It was almost five minutes before Carlo's voice came over the phone, a voice half
slurred by whiskey and sleep. Hagen spoke sharply to make him alert.
"Listen, Carlo," he said, "I'm going to tell you something very shocking. Now prepare
yourself because when I tell it to you I want you to answer me very casually as if it's less
than it is. I told Connie it was important so you have to give her a story. Tell her the
Family has decided to move you both to one of the houses in the mall and to give you a
big job. That the Don has finally decided to give you a chance in the hope of making
your home life better. You got that?"
There was a hopeful note in Carlo's voice as he answered, "Yeah, OK."
Hagen went on, "In a few minutes a couple of my men are going to knock on your
door to take you away with them. Tell them I want them to call me first. Just tell them
that. Don't say anything else. I'll instruct them to leave you there with Connie. OK?"
"Yeah, yeah, I got it," Carlo said. His voice was excited. The tension in Hagen's voice
seemed to have finally alerted him that the news coming up was going to be really
important. Hagen gave it to him straight. "They killed Sonny tonight. Don't say anything.
Connie called him while you were asleep and he was on his way over there, but I don't
want her to know that, even if she guesses it, I don't want her to know it for sure. She'll
start thinking it's all her fault. Now I want you to stay with her tonight and not tell her
anything. I want you to make up with her. I want you to be the perfect loving husband.
And I want you to stay that way until she has her baby at least. Tomorrow morning
somebody, maybe you, maybe the Don, maybe her mother, will tell Connie that her
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brother got killed. And I want you by her side. Do me this favor and I'll take care of you
in the times to come. You got that?"
Carlo's voice was a little shaky. "Sure, Tom, sure. Listen, me and you always got
along. I'm grateful. Understand?"
"Yeah," Hagen said. "Nobody will blame your fight with Connie for causing this, don't
worry about that. I'll take care of that." He paused and softly, encouragingly, "Go ahead
now, take care of Connie." He broke the connection.
He had learned never to make a threat, the Don had taught him that, but Carlo had
gotten the message all right: he was a hair away from death.
Hagen made another call to Tessio, telling him to come to the mall in Long Beach
immediately. He didn't say why and Tessio did not ask. Hagen sighed. Now would come
the part he dreaded.
He would have to waken the Don from his drugged slumber. He would have to tell the
man he most loved in the world that he had failed him, that he had failed to guard his
domain and the life of his eldest son. He would have to tell the Don everything was lost
unless the sick man himself could enter the battle. For Hagen did not delude himself.
Only the great Don himself could snatch even a stalemate from this terrible defeat.
Hagen didn't even bother checking with Don Corleone's doctors, it would be to no
purpose. No matter what the doctors ordered, even if they told him that the Don could
not rise from his sickbed on pain of death, he must tell his adopted father and then
follow him. And of course there was no question about what the Don would do. The
opinions of medical men were irrelevant now, everything was irrelevant now. The Don
must be told and he must either take command or order Hagen to surrender the
Corleone power to the Five Families.
And yet with all his heart, Hagen dreaded the next hour. He tried to prepare his own
manner. He would have to be in all ways strict with his own guilt. To reproach himself
would only add to the Don's burden. To show his own grief would only sharpen the grief
of the Don. To point out his own shortcomings (недостатки, дефекты, то, в чем «не
дотягивает») as a wartime Consigliori, would only make the Don reproach himself for
his own bad judgment for picking such a man for such an important post.
He must, Hagen knew, tell the news, present his analysis of what must be done to
rectify (исправить, выпрямить) the situation and then keep silent. His reactions
thereafter must be the reactions invited by his Don. If the Don wanted him to show guilt,
he would show guilt; if the Don invited grief, he would lay bare his genuine sorrow.
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Hagen lifted his head at the sound of motors, cars rolling up onto the mall. The
caporegimes were arriving. He would brief them first and then he would go up and
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wake Don Corleone. He got up and went to the liquor cabinet by the desk and took out
a glass and bottle. He stood there for a moment so unnerved he could not pour the
liquid from bottle to glass. Behind him, he heard the door to the room close softly and,
turning, he saw, fully dressed for the first time since he had been shot, Don Corleone.
The Don walked across the room to his huge leather armchair and sat down. He
walked a little stiffly, his clothes hung a little loosely on his frame but to Hagen's eyes he
looked the same as always. It was almost as if by his will alone the Don had discarded
all external evidence of his still weakened frame. His face was sternly set with all its old
force and strength. He sat straight in the armchair and he said to Hagen, "Give me a
drop of anisette."
Hagen switched bottles and poured them both a portion of the fiery, licorice-tasting
alcohol. It was peasant, homemade stuff, much stronger than that sold in stores, the gift
of an old friend who every year presented the Don with a small truckload.
"My wife was weeping before she fell asleep," Don Corleone said. "Outside my
window I saw my caporegimes coming to the house and it is midnight. So, Consigliori of
mine, I think you should tell your Don what everyone knows."
Hagen said quietly, "I didn't tell Mama anything. I was about to come up and wake you
and tell you the news myself. In another moment I would have come to waken you."
Don Corleone said impassively, "But you needed a drink first."
"Yes," Hagen said.
"You've had your drink," the Don said. "You can tell me now." There was just the
faintest hint of reproach for Hagen's weakness.
"They shot Sonny on the causeway," Hagen said. "He's dead."
Don Corleone blinked (to blink – мигать, щуриться). For just the fraction of a second
the wall of his will disintegrated and the draining (to drain – дренировать, осушать
/почву/; истощать /силы, средства/) of his physical strength was plain on his face.
Then he recovered.
He clasped his hands in front of him on top of the desk and looked directly into
Hagen's eyes. "Tell me everything that happened," he said. He held up one of his hands.
"No, wait until Clemenza and Tessio arrive so you won't have to tell it all again."
It was only a few moments later that the two caporegimes were escorted into the room
by a bodyguard. They saw at once that the Don knew about his son's death because
the Don stood up to receive them. They embraced him as old comrades were permitted
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to do. They all had a drink of anisette which Hagen poured them before he told them the
story of that night.
Don Corleone asked only one question at the end. "Is it certain my son is dead?"
Clemenza answered. "Yes," he said. "The bodyguards were of Santino's regime but
picked by me. I questioned them when they came to my house. They saw his body in
the light of the tollhouse. He could not live with the wounds they saw. They place their
lives in forfeit for what they say."
Don Corleone accepted this final verdict without any sign of emotion except for a few
moments of silence. Then he said, "None of you are to concern yourselves with this
affair. None of you are to commit any acts of vengeance, none of you are to make any