The Don Is Dead Page #3

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What do you want?

Tea, please.

Tea. One tea.

That's it.

I'll order later.

So, you been havin'

a good time?

Mm-hmm.

Thank you for bringing me.

I missed you this morning.

Meetings, conferences, shop talk.

You know how it is.

I'm glad things are

going so well for you.

Well, they were going

a little bit rough for a while,

but there are compensations.

Such as?

Such as... you.

I want you to come to Italy with me.

I don't know. Something

might break for me here.

All right, stay for a couple days.

I don't care.

But for me,

think about giving up

this career, will ya?

Would you give up

your career for me?

Excuse me.

The, uh, man you were expecting

has just arrived.

Little business deal

I gotta close up.

Shouldn't take long.

But think about what I said, huh?

We'll talk about it when I get back.

Check it out.

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Don Attilio,

I swear to you...

I don't know

anything about it.

They were my men.

I admit it.

I don't deny it.

B-But they must have been

acting on their own.

You've got to believe me.

Fifteen years

I worked for you.

Would I betray you?

I had nothing to do with it.

I had nothing to do with it,

I tell you!

[ Groans ]

Somebody tipped you off

about the shipment, Spada.

I want his name.

Make it easy on yourself.

I told you--

[ Panting ]

I told you I don't know.

I don't know.!

[ Continues Panting ]

[ Trunk Opens ]

[ Gasps, Panting ]

[ Groans ]

[ Continues Panting ]

[ Screams ]

I want his name, Spada.

[ Screaming Continues ]

Spada, give me his name.

I-- I don't know--

Spada,

I want his name!

[ Screaming Continues ]

[ Blows Landing ]

I want his name, Spada.!

I want his name.!

Beautiful shot.

Yeah, not bad.

See you on the green,

Al.

Okay.

Hiya, Frankie.

How are ya, Ang?

The traitor's name

is Mariano Longobardo.

In the city.

Longobardo.

He owns a bar

on Fletcher Street, right?

That's right.

He was like an uncle to me.

Well, the best of men

make mistakes.

All we can do

is try to correct them.

Okay, Frankie,

I'll take care of it.

No, no, no.

I'd like to take care

of this one myself.

This is a personal matter.

When do you leave?

Well, there's a girl

I wanna see before I go.

I won't see her for about a month.

I'll take a later plane.

She's, uh, that special to you?

She's very special.

Oh.

Uh, where's she from?

I met her in Los Angeles.

No, I mean, uh,

where are her people from?

I don't know

where her people are from.

Who the hell cares?

I do.

Look, Frank, I know how you feel.

I've been through it myself.

There was this girl and, uh--

Well, she wasn't

one of our people,

and I had responsibilities.

One day you'll take my place.

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