Iran Nukes NYC 7/11 Pic
by Karen Fish
And now, the end is near, (Iran Nukes NYC) And so I face the final curtain, (Iran nukes NYC) My friend, (Nancy Grace) I'll say it clear, I'll state my case, of which I'm certain. I've lived a life that's full, I traveled each and every highway. And more, much more than this, I did it my way. (I let Iran Nuke NYC). For what is a man, what has he got? If not himself, then he has not. To say the things he truly feels, And not the words of one who kneels. The record shows I took the blows, (9/11, Nuclear 7/11) And did it my way, Yes, it was myyyyyyy way. Am I Michael, or am I Freeeedo?
Johnny Fontane: I don't know what to do, Godfather. My voice is weak, it's weak. Anyway, if I had this part in the picture, it puts me right back on top, you know. But this... this man out there. He won't give it to me, the head of the studio.
Don Corleone: What's his name?
Johnny Fontane: Woltz. He said there's no chance, no chance. A month ago he bought the rights to this book, a best seller. The main character is a guy just like me. I wouldn't even have to act, just be myself. Oh, Godfather, I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do.
(All of a sudden, Don Corleone rises from his chair and gives Johnny Fontane a savage shake and says: YOU CAN ACT LIKE A MAN! (slapping his face).
Don Corleone: 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!
Don Corleone: Tell me, do you spend time with your family? (The Don was big on family values, like Rick Santorum, Mitt Romney and President Obama).
Johnny Fontane: Sure I do.
Don Corleone: Good. Because a man who doesn't spend time with his family can never be a real man.
Johnny Fontane: Isn’t that a sentence fragment?
Don Corleone: You look terrible. I want you to eat, eat Bubela, I want you to rest well. And a month from now this Hollywood big shot's gonna give you what you want.
Johnny Fontane: Too late. They start shooting in a week, in the Strait of Hormuz.
Don Corleone: I'm gonna make him an offer he won't refuse. Okay? I want you to leave it all to me. Go on, go back to the party.
(Johnny Fontane leaves)
Don Corleone: Putz.