BONASERAI raised my daughter in the Americanfashion; I gave her freedom, buttaught her never to dishonor herfamily. She found a boy friend,not an Italian. She went to themovies with him, stayed out late.Two months ago he took her for adrive, with another boy friend.They made her drink whiskey andthen they tried to take advantageof her. She resisted; she kept herhonor. So they beat her like ananimal. When I went to the hospitalher nose was broken, her jaw wasshattered and held together bywire, and she could not even weepbecause of the pain.He can barely speak; he is weeping now.BONASERAI went to the Police like a goodAmerican. These two boys werearrested and brought to trial. Thejudge sentenced them to three yearsin prison, and suspended thesentence. Suspended sentence!They went free that very day. Istood in the courtroom like a fool,and those bastards, they smiled atme. Then I said to my wife, forJustice, we must go to The Godfather.By now, THE VIEW is full, and we see Don Corleone's officein his home.The blinds are closed, and so the room is dark, and withpatterned shadows. We are watching BONASERA over theshoulder of DON CORLEONE. TOM HAGEN sits near a smalltable, examining some paperwork, and SONNY CORLEONE standsimpatiently by the window nearest his father, sipping from aglass of wine. We can HEAR music, and the laughter andvoices of many people outside.DON CORLEONEBonasera, we know each other foryears, but this is the first timeyou come to me for help. I don'tremember the last time you invitedme to your house for coffee...eventhough our wives are friends.BONASERAWhat do you want of me? I'll giveyou anything you want, but do whatI ask!
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