- •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 fifteen minutes before Jules Segal came into the suite. Johnny noted
with irritation that this guy never looked like a doctor. Tonight he was wearing a blue
loose-knit polo shirt with white trim, some sort of white suede shoes and no socks. He
looked funny as hell carrying the traditional black doctor's bag.
Johnny said, "You oughta figure out a way to carry your stuff in a cut-down golf bag."
Jules grinned understandingly, "Yeah, this medical school carryall is a real drag.
Scares the hell out of people. They should change the color anyway."
He went over to where Nino was lying in bed. As he opened his bag he said to Johnny.
"Thanks for that check you sent me as a consultant. It was excessive. I didn't do that
much."
"Like hell you didn't," Johnny said. "Anyway, forget that, that was a long time ago.
What's with Nino?"
Jules was making a quick examination of heartbeat, pulse and blood pressure. He
took a needle out of his bag and shoved it casually into Nino's arm and pressed the
plunger. Nino's sleeping face lost its waxy paleness, color came into the cheeks, as if
the blood had started pumping faster.
"Very simple diagnosis," Jules said briskly. "I had a chance to examine him and run
some tests when he first came here and fainted. I had him moved to the hospital before
he regained consciousness. He's got diabetes, mild adult stabile, which is no problem if
you take care of it with medication and diet and so forth. He insists on ignoring it. Also
he is firmly determined to drink himself to death. His liver is going and his brain will go.
Right now he's in a mild diabetic coma. My advice is to have him put away."
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Johnny felt a sense of relief. It couldn't be too serious, all Nino had to do was take
care of himself. "You mean in one of those joints where they dry you out?" Johnny
asked.
Jules went over to the bar in the far corner of the room and made himself a drink.
"No," he said. "I mean committed. You know, the crazy house."
"Don't be funny," Johnny said.
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"I'm not joking," Jules said. "I'm not up on all the psychiatric jazz but I know something
about it, part of my trade. Your friend Nino can be put back into fairly good shape unless
the liver damage has gone too far, which we can't know until an autopsy really. But the
real disease is in his head. In essence he doesn't care if he dies, maybe he even wants
to kill himself. Until that is cured there's no hope for him. That's why I say, have him
committed and then he can undergo the necessary psychiatric treatment."
There was a knock on the door and Johnny went to answer it. It was Lucy Mancini.
She came into Johnny's arms and kissed him. "Oh, Johnny, it's so good to see you,"
she said.
"It's been a long time," Johnny Fontane said. He noticed that Lucy had changed. She
had gotten much slimmer, her clothes were a hell of a lot better and she wore them
better. Her hair style fitted her face in a sort of boyish cut. She looked younger and
better than he had ever seen her and the thought crossed his mind that she could keep
him company here in Vegas. It would be a pleasure hanging out with a real broad. But
before he could turn on the charm he remembered she was the doc's girl. So it was out.
He made his smile just friendly and said, "What are you doing coming to Nino's
apartment at night, eh?"
She punched him in the shoulder. "I heard Nino was sick and that Jules came up. I
just wanted to see if I could help. Nino's OK, isn't he?"
"Sure," Johnny said. "He'll be fine."
Jules Segal had sprawled out on the couch. "Like hell he is," Jules said. "I suggest we
all sit here and wait for Nino to come to. And then we all talk him into committing himself.
Lucy, he likes you, maybe you can help. Johnny, if you're a real friend of his you'll go
along. Otherwise old Nino's liver will shortly be exhibit A in some university medical lab."
Johnny was offended by the doctor's flippant attitude. Who the hell did he think he
was? He started to say so but Nino's voice came from the bed, "Hey, old buddy, how
about a drink?"
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Nino was sitting up in bed. He grinned at Lucy and said, "Hey, baby, come to old
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Nino," He held his arms wide open. Lucy sat on the edge of the bed and gave him a hug.
Oddly enough Nino didn't look bad at all now, almost normal.
Nino snapped his fingers. "Come on, Johnny, gimmee a drink. The night's young yet.
Where the hell's my blackjack table?"
Jules took a long slug from his own glass and said to Nino, "You can't have a drink.
Your doctor forbids it."
Nino scowled. "Screw my doctor." Then a play-acting look of contrition came on his
face. "Hey, Julie, that's you. You're my doctor, right? I don't mean you, old buddy.
Johnny, get me a drink or I get up out of bed and get it myself."
Johnny shrugged and moved toward the bar. Jules said indifferently, "I'm saying he
shouldn't have it."
Johnny knew why Jules irritated him. The doctor's voice was always cool, the words
never stressed no matter how dire, the voice always low and controlled. If he gave a
warning the warning was in the words alone, the voice itself was neutral, as if uncaring.