The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script

If you want me, use Pop's special phone.

The telephone rings again. SONNY answers it.

SONNY:

Hello.

SOLLOZZO (O.S.) Santino Corleone?

SANDRA moves behind him, anxious to know who it is. SONNY indicates that she be quiet.

SONNY:

Yeah.

SOLLOZZO (O.S.) We have Tom Hagen. In about three hours he'll be released with our proposition. Don't do anything until you've heard what he has to say. You can only cause a lot of trouble. What's done is done.

(a pause) Don't lose that famous temper of yours.

SONNY:

(quietly) I'll wait.

EXT NITE:

MALL (WINTER 1945) FULL VIEW OF THE CORLEONE MALL. It is night, but the courtyard is bathed with white light from floodlights on the tops of all the houses. It is very cold. We see the figure of SONNY cross the Mall, and let himself into the main house.

INT NITE:

DON'S KITCHEN (WINTER 1945) SONNY walks into the empty, darkened house. Then he calls out.

SONNY:

Ma? Ma, where are you.

The kitchen door swings open. He moves quickly and takes her by the arm. He is deliberately calm.

SONNY:

Ma, I just got a call. Pop's hurt...I don't know how bad.

MAMA:

(quietly) Santino? Have they killed him?

SONNY:

(almost in tears) We don't know yet, Ma.

MAMA:

I'll get dressed. In case we can see him... She moves out of the kitchen, and continues upstairs. SONNY turns the gas from the pan of peppers she was frying. He takes some bread without thinking, and dips it in the oil, and sloppily eats some of the peppers, as he moves into his father's office.

INT NITE:

DON'S OFFICE (WINTER 1945) He switches the lights on in the DON's office. The massive desk dominates the room. SONNY moves quickly to the telephone, pulling a small chair to the side of the desk, and dials a number.

SONNY:

Tessio...This is Santino Corleone.

I want fifty reliable men out here.

TESSIO (O.S.) I heard, Sonny...but what about Clemenza's regime?

SONNY:

I don't want to use Clemenza's people right now. Understood?

He hangs up. He moves quickly to a wall safe; operates the dial, and removes a small notebook. He takes it back to the desk, and runs over the list of numbers with his forefinger.

We follow the names, until the finger stops at one: LUCA BRASI. SONNY dials the number. There is no answer.

SONNY:

Luca.