The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script

The old car sputters off; MICHAEL watches, and then continues on his journey.

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COUNTRYSIDE The THREE pass through abundant areas of flowers and fruit trees, in bloom and bursting with life.

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VILLAGE They continue in the empty streets of a little town; the post-war poverty is evident in the skinny dogs; and the empty streets. Occasionally, a military vehicle, the only gasoline-powered vehicles on the road, will pass. And there are many POLICE evident, most of them carrying machine guns.

The THREE pass under an enormous banner slung over the main road "VOTA COMMUNISTA".

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COUNTRY ROAD They continue through dusty country roads, where occasionally a donkey pulling a cart, or a lone horseman will pass them.

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FIELD Out in a field, in the distance, they come upon a procession of peasants and activists, perhaps two hundred strong, marching, and singing, and in the lead, are five or six men carrying billowing red banners.

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GROVE They are in an orange grove; on the other side of the trees is a deep, tall field of wild flowers.

The Shepherds unsling their guns and knapsacks, and take out loaves of bread, some wine, sausage and cheese.

MICHAEL rests against a tree, and uses his handkerchief.

FABRIZZIO:

You tell us about America.

MICHAEL:

How do you know I come from America?

FABRIZZIO:

We hear. We were told you were a Pezzonovanta...big shot.

MICHAEL:

Only the son of a Pezzonovanta.

FABRIZZIO:

Hey America! Is she as rich as they say?

MICHAEL:

Yes.

FABRIZZIO:

Take me to America! You need a good lupara in America?

(pats his shotgun) You take me, I'll be the best man you got. "Oh say, can you seeee...By da star early light..."

MICHAEL laughs.

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ANOTHER ROAD The TRIO continues down a dirt road, as an American Military convoy speeds by; FABRIZZIO waves, and calls out to each of the U.S. drivers, as they move by.

FABRIZZIO:

America.

Hey America!

Take me with you!

Hey, take me to America G.I.!

EXT DAY:

CORLEONE HILL They continue their long hike, high on a promentory; until they hesitate, and look down.

CALO:

Corleone.