Don
Corleone: I'm gonna make him an
offer he can't refuse.
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Don
Corleone: Someday, and that day
may never come, I will call upon you
to do a service for me. But until that day, accept this justice
as a gift on my
daughter's wedding day.
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Jack
Woltz: Johnny Fontane will never
get that movie. I don't care how many dego, wop, guinea, greaseball
goombas come out of the woodwork.
Tom Hagen: I'm German-Irish.
Woltz: Well, let me tell you something, my kraut,
mick friend. I'm gonna make so much trouble for you you won't
know what hit you.
Tom: Mr. Woltz, I'm a lawyer. I'm have not threatened
you.
Woltz: I know every big lawyer in New York.
Who the hell are you?.
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Woltz:
She was beautiful! She was young,
she was innocent! She was the greatest piece of ass I've ever
had, and I've had 'em all over the world!
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Sonny:
What the hell is this?
Tessio:
It's a Sicilian message. It means
Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes.
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Don
Corleone: But I'm a superstitious
man. And if some unlucky accident should befall him...if he should
get shot in the head by a police officer, or if he should hang
himself in his jail cell, or if he's struck by a bolt of lightning,
then I'm going to blame some of the people in this room. And that
I do not forgive. But that aside, let me say that I swear, on
the souls of my grandchildren, that I will not be the one who
will break the peace we have made here today.
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Don
Corleone: I have a sentimental
weakness for my children and I spoil them as you can see. They
talk when they should listen.
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Sollozzo:
I don't like violence, Tom. I'm
a businessman. Blood is a big expense.
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Clemenza:
Leave the gun. Take the cannollis.
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Sonny:
How's Pauley?
Clemenza: Oh, Pauley. You won't see him no more.
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Sonny:
Whatya gonna do? Nice college
boy huh? Don't wanna get mixed up in the family business? Now
you wanna gun down a police officer because he slapped you in
the face a little bit, huh? Whatya think this is the army, where
you shoot 'em a mile away? You gotta get up close like this..
badaBING! you blow their brains all over your nice Ivy League
suit. C'mere... you're taking this very personal.
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Sonny:
Clemenza, I want somebody good,
and I mean very good, to plant that gun. I don't want my brother
comin' outta that toilet with just his dick in his hands, alright?
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Michael:
My father's no different than
any other powerful man. Any man who's responsible for other people,
like a Senator, or a President.
Kay: Do you know how naive you sound?
Michael: Why?
Kay: Senators and Presidents don't have men
killed.
Michael: Oh. Who's being naive, Kay?
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Don
Corleone: I never wanted this
for you. I worked my whole life, I don't apologize, to take care
of my family. And I refused to be a fool dancing on the string
held by all those big shots. I don't apologize, that's my life.
But I thought that when it was your time that you would be the
one to hold the strings. Senator Corleone. Governor Corleone.
Somethin'. Michael: Another pezzonovante.
Don Corleone: Well.. there just wasn't enough
time, Michael. Wasn't enough time.
Michael: We'll get there Pop. We'll get there.
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Moe
Green: You sonofabitch. Do you
know who I am? I'm Moe Green! I made my bones when you were going
out with cheerleaders.
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Michael:
Fredo, you're my older brother...
and I love you...but don't ever take sides, with anyone, against
the family again. Ever. |