Connie: [shrieking at Michael] You killed my husband! You waited until our father died so nobody could stop you and you killed him! You killed him! You blamed him for Sonny, you always did, everybody did. But you never thought about me. You never gave a dam about me. What am I going to do now? Kay…
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Mario Puzo
Mario Gianluigi Puzo (/ˈpuːzoʊ/; Italian: [ˈmaːrjo ˈpuddzo]; October 15, 1920 – July 2, 1999) was an American author, screenwriter and journalist of Italian descent. He is known for his crime novels about the Mafia, most notably The Godfather (1969), which he later co-adapted into a three-part film saga directed by Francis Ford Coppola. He received the Academy Award for Best Adapted Screenplay for the first film in 1972 and Part II in 1974. Puzo also wrote the original screenplay for the 1978 Superman film. His last novel, The Family, was released posthumously in 2001. 2Life and career Puzo was born in the Hell's Kitchen neighborhood of New York City, into a poor family from Pietradefusi, Province of Avellino, Campania, Italy. Many of his books draw heavily on this heritage. After graduating from the City College of New York, he joined the United States Army Air Forces in World War II. Due to his poor eyesight, the military did not let him undertake combat duties but made him a public relations officer stationed in Germany. In 1950, his first short story, "The Last Christmas", was published in American Vanguard. After the war, he wrote his first book, The Dark Arena, which was published in 195
The negotiator's at my house playing pinochle with some of my men, he's happy. They're letting him win.
[Michael gets ready to leave the house] Sonny: Where're you going? Michael: To the city. Sonny: [to Clemenza] Yeah? Well, send somebody with him. Michael: No, I'm just gonna go see Pop. Sonny: I don't care, send some bodyguards with him. Clemenza: He'll be all right. Sollozzo knows he's a civilian.…
Sonny: How's Paulie? Clemenza: Oh, Paulie... won't see him no more.
Tom Hagen: The Senator called, he apologized for not coming but said that you would understand; also some of the judges. They've all sent gifts. [raises his glass to the Don] Salut. [Both men are suddenly startled by a huge roaring cheer] Don Corleone: What is that, outside? [Both look out the…
Capt. McCluskey: I thought I got all you Guinea hoods locked up! What the hell are you doing here? Michael: What happened to the men who were guarding my father, Captain? Capt. McCluskey: I pulled them guys off of here, eh, now get away from this hospital! Michael: I'm not leaving until you put some…
[teaching Apollonia to drive] It's safer to teach you English!
Michael: You and I are going to move my father to another room, now can you disconnect those tubes so we can move the bed out of here? Night Nurse: That is out of the question. Michael: You know my father? Men are coming here to kill him, now help me, please.
Don Corleone, I am honored and grateful that you have invited me to your daughter's wedding...on the day of your daughter's wedding. And I hope their first child be a masculine child. I pledge my never-ending loyalty.
Michael: [the car that Michael, Sollozzo, and McClusky are riding in takes an unexpected detour] New Jersey... we're going to New Jersey? Sollozzo: [sinister] Maybe.
Capt. McCluskey: How's the Italian food in this restaurant? Sollozzo: Good. Try the veal, it's the best in the city. Capt. McCluskey: I'll have it.
Sollozzo: I'm glad you came, Mike. I hope we can straighten everything out. I mean, this is terrible... it's not the way I wanted things to go at all. It should've never happened. Michael: We'll straighten everything out tonight. I don't want my father bothered anymore. Sollozzo: He won't be, Mike.…
Sonny: Did he...did Clemenza tell you to drop the gun? Michael: Yeah, a million times.
Sonny: Tom-anuch! Hey, a hundred button men on the street twenty-four hours a day. That Turk shows one hair on his ass, he's dead. Believe me. [to Michael, whose face is bruised] Hey Michael, c'mere. Let me look at you. You look beautiful, just beautiful, you're gorgeous. Hey, listen to this. The…
[speaking with the father of the girl he plans to marry, and after telling him that he's in hiding from some gangsters] Michael: Some people will pay a lot of money for that information; but then your daughter would lose a father, instead of gaining a husband.
[to Michael] So, Barzini will move against you first. He'll set up a meeting with someone that you absolutely trust, guaranteeing your safety. And at that meeting, you'll be assassinated.
Sollozzo: [to Michael, in Sicilian] I am sorry. What happened to your father was business. I have much respect for your father. But your father, his thinking is old-fashioned. You must understand why I had to do that. Now let's work through where we go from here. [Michael tries speaking in Sicilian,…
[during a meeting with the Five Families] Times have changed. It's not like the Old Days, when we can do anything we want. A refusal is not the act of a friend. If Don Corleone had all the judges, and the politicians in New York, then he must share them, or let us others use them. He must let us…
[after Michael gets off the phone with Kay, clearly too embarrassed to tell her he loves her] Mikey, why don't you tell that nice girl you love her? I love you with all-a my heart, if I don't see-a you again soon, I'm-a gonna die.
Goddamned FBI don't respect nothin'.