“I’m an American hiding in Sicily. My name is Michael Corleone. There are people who’d pay a lot of money for that information… But then your daughter would lose a father instead of gaining a husband.”
“I’m an American hiding in Sicily. My name is Michael Corleone. There are people who’d pay a lot of money for that information… But then your daughter would lose a father instead of gaining a husband.”
FRANKIE: God, why do we get involved with people it turns out hate us?
JOHNNY: Because…
FRANKIE: Because we hate ourselves. I know. I read the same book.
JOHNNY: I want to go upstairs, watch you get ready for bed, then climb in and make love to you for ten hours.
FRANKIE: You expect me to be fooled with a line like that?
Wait for someone who love you differently. One who can see the fire in your soul, and the child in your laugh, and the ocean in your heart.
JmStorm