"You have learned enough to see that cats are much like you and me." --T S Eliot
Pour regarder tomber la neige
Mon petit ?
Un air de famille...
You come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married and you ask me to do murder.
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.