Heavy Traffic (1973)

Frank DeKova: Angelo "Angie" Corleone

Quotes 

• [Angie comes home to find Ida praying] 

  Angie : Hey, I thought you'd be sleepin'. Hey, Ida, what are you doin' up?

  Ida : Praying for the dead.

  Angie : Who died?

  Ida : Someone close...

  Angie : Anyone I know?

  Ida : YOU die!

  [knocks him out with a frying pan] 

  Ida : Twenty three years of suffering! So go marry an Italian. Stays out all night with some dumb whore. Catholics don't get divorced! Big deal. I died the day I married a goy! Now it's your turn Angie! Roast in Hell!

  [starts shoving his head into the oven] 

  Ida : I got one left over!

  [shoves him inside and turns on the gas] 

  Ida : Go meet your marries and Josephs!

• [after escaping Ida's oven] 

  Angie : Your mother is a goddamn crazy bitch, Michael!

  [Ida throws a meat cleaver from O.S. that hits between Angie's legs] 

  Angie : Mother of God-!

  [looks down his pants] 

  Angie : Thank God she needs glasses!

• Angie : [referring to Carole]  What'd your Jewish momma do now, hire a cleaning lady?

  Michael : Pop, this is my girlfriend.

  Angie : Get that nigger out of my house!

• Angie : Is that the Godfather?

  Mobster : Yeah, he wants to watch personally. You see, the olive oil those strikers ain't movin' comes from the Godfather's own factory.

  Angie : Jesus Christ!

  Mobster : What's that?

  Angie : Blacks. That's my ace in the hole. Blacks! They work for me. Like dogs they work. Those bastards don't want to load the Father's oil, I'm gonna bring in my blacks to move it. Blacks man, blacks! Pretty sharp, huh?

  [gets up to address the strikers as a tarantella underscore plays] 

  Angie : Everyone goes back to work today! Right? This is Angelo Corleone talkin'! We don't recognize unions on this dock! All we recognize is men who wanna work! There's the boxes to load, there's the pavement, there's the ship. There's no union here! We don't need no commies and Jews here. So let's go, huh? What do you say men?

  Men : [in rythm with the underscore]  Fuck you!

  [the Godfather's car drives off] 

  Angie : What happened? Why'd the Godfather leave?

  Mobster : The Godfather's very strict about this. He don't want no niggers touching his olive oil. You shoulda known that.

• Angie : [visiting the Godfather]  I have a problem that I need your help in. I need your help this time! I want to put out a contract on my sons' life because he is living in disrespect with a COLORED GIRL!

  [Italian] 

  The Godfather : That is-a personal. Not-a business. That is-a personal. Idiota! Imbecile!

  [slaps Angie] 

  Angie : [Italian] 

  The Godfather : Fungula!

  [Fuck you] 

  Ollie : Good evening, Godfather. I thought you should know - I just saw those niggers load your olive oil. You know, Angie's niggers.