MARIO PUZO'STHE GODFATHERby Mario Puzo and Francis Ford CoppolaFADE FROM BLACK: Int. of Don Corleone's home office -day BONASERA (seated in front of the Don's desk, facing the camera) I believe in America. America has made my fortune. And I raised my daughter in the American fashion. I gave her freedom, but -- I taught her never to dishonor her family. She found a boyfriend; not an Italian. She went to the movies with him; she stayed out late. I didn't protest. Two months ago, he took her for a drive, with another boyfriend. They made her drink whiskey. And then they tried to take advantage of her. She resisted. She kept her honor. So they beat her, like an animal. When I went to the hospital, her nose was a'broken. Her jaw was a'shattered, held together by wire. She couldn't even weep because of the pain. But I wept. Why did I weep She was the light of my life -- beautiful girl. Now she will never be beautiful again.[Bonasera breaks down. The Don gestures to Sonny to give Bonasera a drink] Sorry...[Bonasera, taking the drink, sips from the shot glass]I -- I went to the police, like a good American. These two boys were brought to trial. The judge sentenced them to three years in prison -- suspended sentence. Suspended sentence! They went free that very day! I stood in the courtroom like a fool. And those two bastard, they smiled at me. Then I said to my wife, "for justice, we must go to Don Corleone." VITO CORLEONE (sitting behind his desk, petting a cat) Why did you go to the police Why didn't you come to me first BONASERAWhat do you want of me Tell me anything. But do what I beg you to do.VITO CORLEONEWhat is that[Bonasera gets up to whisper his request into Don Corleone's ear] That I cannot do.BONASERAI'll give you anything you ask.VITO CORLEONEWe've known each other many years, but this is the first time you came to me for counsel, for help. I can't remember the last time that you invited me to your house for a cup of coffee, even though my wife is godmother to your only child. But let's be frank here: you never wanted my friendship. And uh, you were afraid to be in my debt.BONASERAI didn't want to get into trouble.VITO CORLEONEI understand. You found paradise in America, had a good trade, made a good living. The police protected you; and there were courts of law. And you didn't need a friend of me. But uh, now you come to me and you say -- "Don Corleone give me justice." -- But you don't ask with respect. You don't offer friendship. You don't even think to call me Godfather. Instead, you come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married, and you uh ask me to do murder, for money.BONASERAI ask you for justice.VITO CORLEONEThat is not justice; your daughter is still alive.BONASERAThen they can suffer then, as she suffers.(then)How much shall I pay youVITO CORLEONE (stands, turning his back toward Bonasera)Bonasera... Bonasera... What have I ever done to make you treat me so disrespectfully Had you come to me in friendship, then this scum that ruined your daughter would be suffering this very day. And that by chance if an honest man such as yourself should make enemies, then they would become my enemies. And then they would fear you.BONASERABe my friend - (then, after bowing and the Don shrugs)-- GodfatherVITO CORLEONE (after Bonasera kisses his hand) Good.(then)Some day, and that day may never come, I'll call upon you to do a service for me. But uh, until that day -- accept this justice as a gift on my daughter's wedding day. BONASERA (as he leaves the room) Grazie, Godfather.VITO CORLEONEPrego.(then, to Tom Hagen, after Bonasera leaves the room)Ah, give this to ah, Clemenza. I want reliable people; people that aren't gonna be carried away. I'm mean, we're not murderers, despite of what this undertaker says.CUT TO: Connie's Wedding reception. We hear the music "Connie's Wedding (The Godfather Tarantella)" -dayCUT TO: Connie and Carlo at the head tableCUT TO: The family gathers for a family portraitVITO CORLEONE (to Sonny)Where's MichaelSONNY CORLEONEDon't worry; it's early.VITO CORLEONEWe're not taking the picture without Michael(then, he tells the photographer, in Italian)TOM HAGENWhat's the matter, SonnySONNY CORLEONEIt's MichaelCUT TO: The Don meeting some guests outsideCUT TO: Mama dancing with Sonny's twin girlsCUT TO: Connie and Carlo laughing with guests at head tableCUT TO: Long shot of guests dancingCUT TO: FBI arrive at entranceCUT TO: Clemenza dancing with his wifeCUT TO: FBI take license plate numbersCUT TO: Tessio sitting at a table with Carmella & twins, tossing himself an orangeCUT TO: FBI continuing to take license plate numbersCUT TO: Don Barzini arrivesVITO CORLEONEEh, Don Barzini.(then, Vito introduces Barzini to someone, in Italian)CUT TO: Clemenza is dancing, gets tired, and spins off the dancefloor, laughing.CLEMENZA (after dancing)Hey, P。