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           IgotalotofthingstodotomorrowsoIfiguredI’dcatchyoutonight.Howaboutit?"

           MichaelCorleonelookedathimwithwhatseemedtobefriendlyastonishment."Sure,"hesaid.HemotionedinHagen’sdirection."GetMr.Greeneadrink,Tom."

           JulesnoticedthatthemancalledAlbertNeriwasstudyingMoeGreeneintently,notpayinganyattentiontothebodyguardswhowereleaningagainstthedoor.Heknewtherewasnochanceofanyviolence,notinVegasitself.ThatwasstrictlyforbiddenasfataltothewholeprojectofmakingVegasthelegalsanctuaryofAmericangamblers.

           MoeGreenesaidtohisbodyguards,"Drawsomechipsforallthesepeoplesothattheycangambleonthehouse."HeobviouslymeantJules,Lucy,JohnnyFontaneandMichael’sbodyguard,AlbertNeri.

           MichaelCorleonenoddedagreeably."That’sagoodidea."ItwasonlythenthatNerigotoutofhischairandpreparedtofollowtheothersout.

           Afterthegood-byesweresaid,therewereFreddie,TomHagen,MoeGreeneandMichaelCorleoneleftintheroom.

           Greeneputhisdrinkdownonthetableandsaidwithbarelycontrolledfury,"What’sthisIheartheCorleoneFamilyisgoingtobuymeout?I’llbuyyouout.Youdon’tbuymeout."

           Michaelsaidreasonably,"Yourcasinohasbeenlosingmoneyagainstalltheodds.There’ssomethingwrongwiththewayyouoperate.Maybewecandobetter."

           Greenelaughedharshly."YougoddamnDagos,IdoyouafavorandtakeFreddieinwhenyou’rehavingabadtimeandnowyoupushmeout.That’swhatyouthink.