ROCCO LAMPONE stands by a window, which has been covered with a heavy-mesh wire grating, gazing out.
A large bowl of pasta is passed, and the MEN eat heartily.
The sentimental tune is continued over the following:
INT DAY:
BODIES IN CAR (WINTER 1945) A MAN and a WOMAN, blood coming out of their noses, lie still together in a bullet-riddled automobile.
INT DAY:
BODY IN BARBER SHOP (WINTER 1945) A MAN is covered by a sheet on the floor of a barber shop.
INT DAY:
MATTRESS Ten mattresses are spread out around the otherwise empty living room of an apartment. THREE or FOUR MEN including CLEMENZA, are taking naps.
An arsenal of hand guns are spread out on a card table.
The MEN at the table continue their dinner; passing and pouring the wine.
Trash is thrown in 2 or 3 garbage cans kept in the apartment.
INT DAY:
BODY IN OFFICE (WINTER 1945) A MAN, his clothes soaked in blood, lies on the floor of an office building, dead, under an enormous portrait of Harry S.
Truman.
EXT DAY:
BODY ON STOOP (WINTER 1945) ANOTHER MAN, his trousers soaked in blood, lies spanning three steps of a front stoop.
INT NITE:
MATTRESS (WINTER 1945) TESSIO, sits in a simple straight-backed chair, doing a crossword puzzle.
A thin, boyish BUTTON MAN, writes a letter.
Six or seven empty mattresses, with tossed unmade blankets.
Coffee cans beside them serve as ash trays.
A MAN by the table pulls the cork on another bottle of Ruffino, and wine is poured as the MEN eat.
EXT DAY:
BODY IN ALLEY (WINTER 1945) A CORPSE is half out of an overturned garbage can in a quiet alley.
INT DAY:
BODY AT TABLE (WINTER 1945) A MAN in a formal jacket and tie is slumped over a table, in a pool of blood on the tablecloth.
INT DAY:
MATTRESS (WINTER 1945) A neatly stacked pile of newspapers in the corner of an apartment. We catch a glimpse of one headline: "Five Family War..."
The table. The MEN are sitting around cracking nuts. ONE has fallen asleep on his arms at the table.
SEVERAL MEN are taking naps on the Mattresses.
The PIANO PLAYER finishes the tune with finesse. Picks up and takes a drag from his cigarette. The OTHER MAN nods appreciatively.
MAN:
Nice Augie...nice.
EXT DAY:
MANCINI BLDG. (SPRING '46) Several cars are parked in front of a pleasant New York apartment building. We recognize a couple of SONNY's bodyguards loafing by the cars, pitching playing cards against the curb.
