Ask your friends in the neighborhood about me
Godfather ipsum dolor sit amet. Do me this favor. I won’t forget it. Ask your friends in the neighborhood about me. They’ll tell you I know how to return a favor. I don’t feel I have to wipe everybody out, Tom. Just my enemies. What’s the matter with you, huh? What am I going to do? Am I going to make that baby an orphan before he’s born? I’m your older brother, Mike, and I was stepped over! What’s the matter with you? Is this what you’ve become, a Hollywood finocchio who cries like a woman? “Oh, what do I do? What do I do?” What is that nonsense? Ridiculous! Hey, listen, I want somebody good – and I mean very good – to plant that gun. I don’t want my brother coming out of that toilet with just his dick in his hands, alright? Is that why you slapped my brother around in public? Fredo, you’re my older brother, and I love you. But don’t ever take sides with anyone against the Family again. Ever. In …