:02:02
What are you doing
at the house of God?
:02:21
This is where I grew up.
Mott Street.
:02:24
I'm Charlie Luciano. In my
neighborhood there were two dons.
:02:28
Two bosses, each fightin'
for control of New York.
:02:31
And sometimes innocent people
got caught in the middle.
:02:34
I got a right to
drink a glass of wine!
:02:37
I got a right to find work
that uses my brain!
:02:40
You clean the fish and the
calamari, just like me!
:02:43
What are you sayin'? 'Cause I'm a greasy
immigrant, all I can do is clean fish?
:02:47
That ain't enough, Pop!
:02:55
Buon giorno.
:02:59
Che cazzo "buon giorno."
You come in my house, hmm?
:03:04
You tell the
son of a bitch Faranzano,
:03:07
the miserabile bestia.
I give him...
:03:09
Oh.
Don Faranzano.
:03:12
Faranzano.
:03:14
Faranzano, I no
mean what I say.
:03:17
You have been very loyal.
Done favors for me.
:03:22
Always made your
payments on time.
:03:26
Now, you've stopped paying.
I have to ask myself, "Why?"
:03:30
No, no. Faranzano,
Mia piccola bambina she's sick.
:03:35
I no have the money.
I no got the money.
:03:41
Fat pig.
:03:48
When I came from Sicily,
you went with me.
:03:53
Now, you're drifting back
to that fat pig, Masseria.
:03:59
- No! Faranzano...
- You are, I see.