The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script

Clemenza, irritated, makes a large belch, and washes his food down with wine.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian) Vitone!

(to Tessio) Our driver has drunk too much wine.

TESSIO:

(Sicilian) (laughs at himself) He's going to kill Fanucci.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian) (stern) Then, after that, what? Joe 'Little Knife' Pisani; Willie Bufalino, maybe, Mr. Maranzalla himself, c'mon!

VITO:

(Sicilian) Fanucci is not connected; he is alone.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian) (sarcastically) What? You read it in the papers?

VITO:

(Sicilian) This man informs to the police; this man allows his vengeance to be bought off... No, he is alone.

TESSIO:

(Sicilian) If you're wrong...

VITO:

(Sicilian) If I'm wrong, they will kill me.

Both Clemenza and Tessio are impressed with their young friend; his willingness to risk his life on his perception of the situation.

EXT. NEW YORK STREET - MED. VIEW - NIGHT A ten piece Italian street band plays in front of the church to commemorate the first night of the Festa di San Gennaro.

People swarm in crowds, delighted by the music, as out of the church four men carry the statue of San Gennaro down to the street.

MOVING VIEW:

Clemenza moves along the booths that have been set up along

the street:

sausage cooking on an open fire; pork livers and sweetbeards. He stops for a sandwich, and makes an irritated gesture when the vendor expects to be paid. He crosses to a church-sponsored booth with a great Wheel of Fortune, and slaps a dollar on a number. Standing next to him is Vito; they embrace.

CLEMENZA:

(Sicilian) (quietly) All three daughters are at church; he is alone. It's important that you let his neighbors see you leave.

Tessio has broken the latch on the skylight of his building.

The wheel stops; they both lose.

CLEMENZA:

(English) See, Brother Carmello, even the church makes numbers.

PRIEST:

(English) It's only the way we collect that's different.

Vito has left while Clemenza jokes with the Priest.

EXT. FESTA STREET - NIGHT Vito passes the booths of food, crossing toward a small and dark club.

INT. SOCIAL CLUB - NIGHT We can still HEAR the crowds and music of the festa. Vito enters; the club is empty, except for the large white figure sitting alone at a small table. Fanucci barely acknowledges Vito as he joins him.

Without a word, Vito counts out two hundred dollars on the table. Fanucci looks, then takes off his fedora and puts it on the table over the money.

FANUCCI:

(Sicilian) I think there's only two hundred dollars under my hat.