Mickey's Delayed Date

The Galassias were receptive when you brought them the whiskey?

Yeah. They called the stuff with Ronaldo water under the bridge.

I remember a guy named Strega who came to the funeral.

Don Galassia's nephew. Ronaldo's cousin.

Did you meet him in Chicago?

Avilio.

Yeah.

Did you get any sleep?

Either way, we'd best proceed with caution.

No need to be so nervous. Right, Uncle?

Well, they are the big family that controls Chicago.

We don't want to do anything to offend them.

And here they are.

All for Nothing

It's an honor to meet you, Don Galassia.

You're Vince's boy, eh?

You look just like he did as a youth.

About Ronaldo—

Don't sweat it. You took responsibility for that yourself.

Let's both move forward and build a relationship together.

I'm grateful to hear you say that.

My nephew, Strega. He's a capable man.

I hope you youngsters get along.

Good to see you, Don Galassia.

Don Vanetti!

Or rather, you've named Nero the don now, haven't you?

Yes, I've pushed all the work onto him so that I can take it easy.

How I envy you!

How about a drink?

That's the stuff Avilio brought us, eh?

I'm sure it'll be popular in Chicago, too.

Are you all right?

I beg your pardon...

Are you ready to come to Chicago?

I could never abandon this place.

Nero Vanetti.

He seems like an interesting guy,

but a naïve little child like him will trip up sooner or later.

Look ahead, Avilio, to the future.

This town is too small for you.

You're not looking too good.

Any changes to the plan tomorrow?

No. Their room is the furthest down the hall on the second floor.

The door is bulletproof, so to kill Vincent, you'll need to get inside.

And it's the one door without an outside knob.

It's set up so that you can't get in from the outside without a key.

They'll finish off Del Toro, who'll be in front of the door.

That's when their savior, the great Avilio, will appear.

If anything goes wrong, Nero should open the door.

I let Galassia escape first, then kill Vincent, who can't run, and Nero.

Add your name to this.

If your name is on it, it means you're my enemy.

You get it, right?

You don't miss a trick.

You were there that day, too, weren't you?

You knew?

Yeah. But I also know you didn't fire a shot.

Back then, Vincent was colluding with the Galassias.

Your father found that out, so he killed both him and your family.

You should be the one to kill Vincent and Nero.

It's the only thing that makes sense.

Don't rush me. Everything in its proper order.

What are you talking about?

Nothing.

You sure we can count on him?

If anything happens to the don—

He's capable.

And once Vincent's dead...

In two days, you'll be the one unifying the family.

Don't mess it up.

Sure.

Unlike Nero, I do as I'm told.

Does Don Galassia know about this?

He doesn't have to. Old Uncle's gone soft, through and through.

Nero, might I have a moment?

Is this about Avilio?

Yeah. I think we should take him off security at the playhouse.

Why?

I think he resents us over what happened to Corteo.

You, especially.

Take my advice and—

Yesterday, he cleared all suspicion on himself.

What good would it do him to resent us now?

He's like an empty shell.

I'll give Avilio something to live for.

How are you feeling?

Well enough, today.

Did you speak to the doctor?

He says you'll be right as rain soon.

Don't hide it.

I know I'm on my way out.

Years ago, I killed my best friend and his family with my own hands.

If I hadn't killed Testa then,

the family would have been swallowed up by the Galassias.

All the seven years since then,

I've kept telling myself that.

But, looking back now, I wonder if there might have been another way.

If, maybe, I didn't have to kill him.

That's all I think about.

Dad.

The Vanetti name is more important than anything.

More than friends, more than parents and siblings.

I'm ready to do what I must.

I'm back.

I've been waiting for this day for so long.

Ah... But have I really?

I can't even tell anymore.

What did I come back here for?

What have I been killing for?

Well, Corteo?

Tomorrow, it all ends.

Hey! Stay back!

Don Vanetti!

It's been three years since you were last seen in public.

Could you say a few words?

It's beautiful.

Yeah.

It's Galassia!

He's here!

How do you like the playhouse?

I modeled it after La Scala in Milan.

And you called in an Italian architect to come build it, right?

You've told me fifty times already.

This playhouse was my dream.

Yeah. I must say, I envy you.

You've got everything.

And once we work things out with Galassia, it'll all be secured.

I'm sure Testa Lagusa would understand.

Look at them, swinging those things around.

They don't have a drop of class.

What choice do they have?