Крестный отец

           Yourvoiceissick.Nowtellmethetroubleyou’rehavingwiththisHollywoodpezzonovantewhowon’tletyouwork."TheDonwasgettingdowntobusiness.

           "He’sbiggerthanoneofyourpezzonovantes,"Johnnysaid."Heownsthestudio.HeadvisesthePresidentonmoviepropagandaforthewar.Justamonthagoheboughtthemovierightstothebiggestnoveloftheyear.Abestseller.Andthemaincharacterisaguyjustlikeme.Iwouldn’tevenhavetoact,justbemyself.Iwouldn’tevenhavetosing.ImightevenwintheAcademyAward.Everybodyknowsit’sperfectformeandI’dbebigagain.Asanactor.ButthatbastardJackWoltzispayingmeoff,hewon’tgiveittome.Iofferedtodoitfornothing,foraminimumpriceandhestillsaysno.HesentthewordthatifIcomeandkisshisassinthestudiocommissary,maybehe’llthinkaboutit."

           DonCorleonedismissedthisemotionalnonsensewithawaveofhishand.Amongreasonablemenproblemsofbusinesscouldalwaysbesolved.Hepattedhisgodsonontheshoulder."You’rediscouraged.Nobodycaresaboutyou,soyouthink.Andyou’velostalotofweight.Youdrinkalot,eh?Youdon’tsleepandyoutakepills?"Heshookhisheaddisapprovingly.

           "NowIwantyoutofollowmyorders,"theDonsaid."Iwantyoutostayinmyhouseforonemonth.Iwantyoutoeatwell,torestandsleep.Iwantyoutobemycompanion,Ienjoyyourcompany,andmaybeyoucanlearnsomethingabouttheworldfromyourGodfatherthatmightevenhelpyouinthegreatHollywood.