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24 PROP CULTURE I FALL 2026 EXT NITE: LUNA AZURA INT NITE: LUNA AZURA (WINTER 1945) A very small family restaurant with a mosaic tile f loor. SOLLOZZO, MICHAEL and McCluskey sit around a rather small roundtable near the center of the room. There are empty booths along the side walls; with a handful of CUSTOMERS, and ONE or TWO WAITERS. It is very quiet. MCCLUSKEY Is the Italian food good here? SOLLOZZO Try the veal; it's the finest in New York. The solitary WAITER brings a bottle of wine to the table. They watch him silently as he uncorks it and pours three glasses. Then, when he leaves, SOLLOZZO turns to McCluskey: SOLLOZZO I am going to talk Italian to Mike. MCCLUSKEY Sure, you two go right ahead; I'll concentrate on my veal and my spaghetti. SOLLOZZO now begins in rapid Sicilian. MICHAEL listening carefully and nodding every so often. Then MICHAEL answers in Sicilian, and SOLLOZZO goes on. The WAITER occasionally brings food; and they hesitate while he is there; then go on. Then MICHAEL, having difficulty expressing himself in Italian accidentally lapses into English. MICHAEL (using English for emphasis) Most important... I want a sure guarantee that no more attempts will be made on my father's life. SOLLOZZO What guarantees can I give you? I am the hunted one. I've missed my chance. You think too highly of me, my friend... I am not so clever ... all I want if a truce... MICHAEL looks long and hard at SOLLOZZO, who is smiling holding his open hands up as if to say: "I have no tricks up my sleeve." Then he looks away and makes a distressed look on his face.