Some people will pay a lot of money for that information; but then your daughter would lose a father, instead of gaining a husband.

Michael

Sonny: How's Paulie?
Clemenza: Oh, Paulie... won't see him no more.

Capt. McCluskey: I thought I got all you Guinea hoods locked up! What the hell are you doing here?
Michael: What happened to the men who were guarding my father, Captain?
Capt. McCluskey: I pulled them guys off of here, eh, now get away from this hospital!
Michael: I'm not leaving until you put some guards around my father's room.
Capt. McCluskey: Phil, take him in!
Cop with Capt. McCluskey outside hospital: The kid's clean Captain, he's a war hero! He's never been mixed up with the rackets...
Capt. McCluskey: Goddamn it Phil, I said take him in!
Michael: What's the Turk paying you to set up my father, Captain?
Capt. McCluskey: [to Patrolmen] Take a hold of him. Stand him up. Stand him up straight.

Connie: Dinner's on the table.
Carlo Rizzi: I'm not hungry yet.
Connie: Your food is on the table. It's getting cold.
Carlo Rizzi: I'll eat out later.
Connie: You just told me to make you dinner!
Carlo Rizzi: Hey, vaffunculo, eh?
Connie: Aw, vaffunculo you!

There are many things my father taught me here in this room. He taught me

Michael Corleone

You talk about vengeance. Is vengeance going to bring your son back to you? Or my boy to me?

Don Corleone

Michael: My credit good enough to buy you out?
Moe Greene: Buy me out?

Kay Adams: Please, Michael. Tell me.
Michael: ...Well when Johnny was first starting out, he was signed to this contract with a big-band leader. And as his career got better and better he wanted to get out of it. Now, Johnny is my father's godson. My father went to see the bandleader, with a contract for $10,000 to let Johnny go, but the bandleader said no. So the next day, my father went to see the bandleader again, only this time with Luca Brasi. Within an hour, the bandleader signed the release, with a certified check of $1000.
Kay Adams: How did he do that?
Michael: My father made him an offer he couldn't refuse.
Kay Adams: What was it?
Michael: My father held a gun to his head, and my father assured the bandleader, that either his signature or his brains would be on the contract.
Kay Adams: ...
Michael: ...That's a true story. [pause] That's my family Kay, it's not me.

Kay Adams: Michael, you never told me your family knew Johnny Fontane!
Michael: Oh sure, you want to meet him?
Kay Adams: Yeah!
Michael: You know, my father helped Johnny in his career.
Kay Adams: Really? How?
Michael: ...Let's listen to this song.

Oh, this is too violent for me!

Don Fanucci

Sonny: Hey, listen, I want somebody good - and I mean very good - to plant that gun. I don't want my brother coming out of that toilet with just his dick in his hands, alright?
Clemenza: The gun'll be there.

Goddamn FBI don't respect nothin'.

Sonny

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