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watching carlito’s way this morning like there is just something so wrong and so right in seeing al w/ a beard and a black trenchcoat bye

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Comedia Romantica con Miriam Leone: Stefano Galuzzi for Marie Claire Italia Aprile 2018

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*switches language to talk shit about you*

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When Hagen had entered the room Sonny had come rushing to embrace him. Michael realized with a faint twinge of jealousy that in many ways Sonny and Tom Hagen were closer than he himself could ever be to his own brother. [The Godfather]

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(⺣◡⺣)♡*

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Miriam Leone nella serie TV “1992″

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hey reblog this with ur race/ethnicity and whether u eat rice with a spoon or a fork

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MICHAEL & KAY.   entrance to connie’s wedding.

michael corleone,   dressed in the uniform of a marine captain,   leads kay adams through the wedding crowd,   occasionally stopped and greeted by friends of the family.     @roseguided.

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SONNY & SANDRA CORLEONE.      at connie’s wedding.

❝   sandra,   watch the kids.   they’re running wild.   ❞ ❝   you watch yourself.   ❞

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‘I can’t loose you.’ / Kay to Michael

@ROSEGUIDED.   MEME.   ACCEPTING.

❝   you won’t.   ❞     small frame trembles against his taller one as arms come to envelope his wife,   chin pressed to the top of a mess of thick waves.     catches the scent of perfume and michael’s eyes close,   a barely controlled exhale following.     what’s come as a barely surprising second nature to him   (   all this blood,   backstabbing,   tales worthy of a sicilian opera,   )   the godfather does forget that his wife is an outsider.    a civilian,   like he had once been and while he never wants her hands to be stained like his,    the brutality that follows him manages to find the cracks in the very high wall he builds around his family.    to keep them safe.     it seeps like an ichor.     pulling back some to press a reassuring kiss to kay’s forehead,   hand moves to cup her cheek and lift gaze up so it catches his dark eyes,   always so expressive.    only to what he wanted people to see.     try as he may,   michael could never hide it all from the woman before him.     ❝   listen to me,   you won’t lose me.   not today,   not tomorrow.   ❞     not ever,   if he could help it.

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GOODFELLAS (1990) feel free to change details and pronouns as you see fit. some nsfw and triggering material.

what the fuck is that?

maybe you got a flat.

he’s still alive.

as far back as i can remember, i always wanted to be a gangster.

it was there that i knew i belonged.

my father was always pissed off.

the way i saw it everybody takes a beating sometime.

that was the first time i had ever seen anyone shot.

i got to toughen this kid up.

you might know who we are, but we know who you are.

i’m not mad, i’’m proud of you.

never rat on your friends and always keep your mouth shut.

go fuck your mother.

you’re really funny.

you’re a funny guy.

what the fuck is so funny about me?

get the fuck out of here, ___.

i almost had him.

when i leave my house in the morning i look over both shoulders.

fuck you, pay me.

i’m trying to bang this broad. help me out.

i couldn’t stand him.

you got some nerve standing me up.

i forgot. i thought it was next week.

i thought you would stand me up.

what happened? are you alright?

why don’t you go inside and get yourself together. clean up.

i swear on my mother, if you touch her again, you’re dead.

don’t shoot.

i got to admit the truth. it turned me on.

welcome to the family.

what kind of person doesn’t call?

leave him alone. he’s suffered enough.

why didn’t you call?

normal people don’t act like this.

give me a break. she’s drunk.

i don’t know if i could live like that.

god forbid, what would happen if you had to go to prison?

nobody goes to jail unless they want to.

come on, don’t worry so much, sweetie. come here.

you want some coffee?

i need money to go shopping.

let me shoot him in his fucking mouth.

i didn’t want to get blood on your floor.

i’ll make you something to eat.

tell me, where you been? i haven’t seen you.

you don’t eat much, you don’t talk much.

what do you like, the leg or the wing?

what happened to the car?

so he got shot in the foot. big fucking deal.

something’s going on.

i look in your face and i know you’re lying.

get out of my life. i can’t stand you.

that bandage on your foot is bigger than your fucking head.

go fuck yourself, ___.

don’t take shit from nobody.

you got a problem with what i did?

don’t hang up on me. i want to talk to you.

wake up.

i’m crazy enough to kill both of you.

___, take it easy.

do you love her?

you know i love you, don’t you? you’re all i want, ___.

please, put the gun down.

what are you, fucking crazy?

i can’t stop people from visiting me.

in a month we’ll be fine.

we won’t need anybody.

you don’t have to go anywhere. make them wait.

go get yourself something nice.

it’s an occasion. have a drink.

i know something happened.

i wish you lots of luck.

he’s a good fella.

he’s gone. he’s gone.

i can’t fucking believe it.

there was nothing we could do about it.

the drugs are making your mind into mush.

i almost got into an accident on the way here.

everything’s gonna be all right in the morning.

you’re paranoid.

i need a hit.

don’t “yeah, yeah” me.

do you think you can come over, fuck me, then leave?

please stop feeding the dog from the table from the plate on top of it.

i got to go home and get my hat.

forget your hat.

only cops talk that way.

you don’t want to talk, don’t talk. i don’t give a fuck.

i’m clean.

you looked me in the eyes and lied to me.

you’re all i got.

i really, really need your help. i really do.

if we stay around here we’re dead.

i just got scared.

i ordered spaghetti with marinara sauce and i got egg noodles with ketchup.

i’m an average nobody.

i get to live the rest of my life like a schnook.

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