Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

The Queen.

Francis Coppola and Mario Puzo, with red eyes and high spirits, were sitting in the living room of old Malkin's house, telling him about their trip to California.

Old Malkin could understand the excitement of the two people, and patiently listened to their stories and asked a few questions.

"Mr. Coppola..."

"No, no, no, just call me Francis."

"Oh~ haha~ Francis, I'm so glad that you came to me as soon as possible after returning to New York and told me the good news~"

"You just said... When you were in Los Angeles, David approached you and said he wanted to invest in this movie for you?"

"Yes, sir~"

"...Can you let me take a look at the contract you brought back from Paramount?"

"Of course..Here, you see~"

Old Malkin took the contract and read it carefully~

He threw the contract on the sofa at hand, glanced at Mario, and turned to Coppola: "Your efficiency and ability surprise me~"

"I really like Mario's book "The Godfather"~"

"So, I made an agreement with Mario a long time ago that the right to adapt this novel belongs to me!"

"Francis, I have learned about some of the works you have directed~"

"I'm sorry~ I don't think you can make this "The Godfather" look like what I want to see~"

Mario looked silently at Coppola, who was bowing his head in thought.

At this time, only Coppola himself has come to prove himself to old Malkin~

Francis Ford Coppola clenched his hands together nervously, loosened them, clenched them again, and loosened them~

Ten seconds later, he rehearsed the words he had already conceived in his mind and started his performance~

"The United States was not the main battlefield in World War II~

"In the book, the plot begins in the period just after the end of World War II~"

"Italian immigrants have established their own families in the United States, a land full of opportunities. Together with their families, they look forward to enjoying a peaceful and happy life~"

"The opening line I designed for this "The Godfather" movie is: I believe in the United States!"

“The United States made me rich~”

"I raised my daughter the American way~"

"I give her freedom, but I teach her never to disgrace the family tradition~"

"This section is a very exciting section in the book~"

"The coffin shop owner Bao Nasara, who came to ask for help from the godfather Vito Corleone, said in the first few sentences that he has become an American~"

"Later he emphasized the family tradition...I am still an old Sicilian..."

"After he finished telling his daughter's tragic experience, he said he believed in the law, but the law spared the criminal."

"He was not convinced, but there was no place for him to continue his appeal, so he had to come to Godfather Vito Corleone for justice."

"The owner of the coffin shop, Bao Nasala, once believed that the United States where he lived was a place where he could live in peace."

"He believes that the American judicial system can provide him with justice~"

"And the judicial system of the United States, this land of freedom, has failed them~"

"So, when Godfather Vito Corleone asked: Why did you call the police? Why didn't you come to me first?..."

"The Godfather and Bao Nasara know very well that the coffin shop owner, who thinks he is a serious person, has never regarded Vito Corleone, a gang leader who walks on the edge of the law, as a trustworthy person~"

"If he hadn't encountered an unfair experience and felt grievances, he would never come to the godfather to pray for help~"

"And where is the Godfather, Vito Corleone?"

"He has no sympathy for the coffin shop owner's plight!"

"On one side is the American judicial system, and on the other side are the Italians' hometown forces. The coffin shop owner chose the former. Only after he encountered injustice and his face was covered in blood did he think of the Godfather."

"Vito Corleone is very angry and contemptuous of the coffin shop owner Bao Nasara, a fellow immigrant who has forgotten his hometown and thinks that he is an American~"

Coppola took a deep breath, observed the old Malkin's expression, calmed down slightly, and continued.

"There was a time when the book "The Godfather" sold more copies than the Bible..."

"Some people may think that it is because it details and vividly depicts the story of several major gang families in New York in the 40s, betraying each other and fighting each other because of the huge profits from drug trafficking~"

"But after reading it carefully several times, I think it's not~!"

"This book talks about... the control war that ordinary people cannot touch in their daily lives!"

"It's like...Shakespeare, Greek mythology, a divine epic, a showdown between demons!"

"It's a mythical battle for control, you know?"

"What's even more interesting is that "The Godfather" is also a story about men~"

"In the book, they come together and establish an emotional bond~"

"Through their loyalty to each other, they seek justice that cannot be given by the laws of the United States~!"

"And, from the core of "The Godfather"~"

"It's a family story!"

"This is the secret recipe for our success!"

"This is what can capture the souls and minds of people all over the world!"

"I can guarantee it!"

“Every Italian who comes to watch this movie will say: This is the story of my family!”

"This is your family too!"

"This is the Corleone family rooted in the magical city of New York!"

When Coppola said this, he slowly calmed down his excitement, put down the arm he had just waved, and whispered.

"I know how to make this movie!"

“You need an Italian director who really understands Italians to tell this story!”

In the living room, silence returned.

Old Malkin looked at Coppola opposite with a smile~

He had red eyes, wore big square glasses, his hair was like a chicken coop, and he exuded a strong smell. .

However, this guy’s very contagious words moved old Malkin~

"Francis, I have been living in New York since I was a child~"

"So, what matters to me is not what people say~"

"It's about whether they can fulfill the promises they made!"

Old Markin paused and continued: "This movie... I can leave it to you to direct it~"

"How long will it take for you and Mario to let me see a satisfactory script?"

Coppola and Mario looked at each other in silence, and they both had a tacit understanding and didn't dare to pat their chests and brag to old Malkin. .

In the living room, it was quiet for more than ten seconds.

Mario spoke first: "All the stories are in my head~"

"Just write out the script... a week should be enough~"

Coppola continued from the side: "I will also participate, a week...or even shorter, we will definitely get it done!"

"it is good!"

Old Malkin stood up, extended his right hand to the two of them, and said with a smile: "I can open you the most luxurious private room in the Plaza Hotel~"

"Or you can go to my villa on Long Island to complete the script~"

"Wait...after you finish the script, let's talk about the filming contract with Paramount~"

Coppola and Mario looked at each other again.

This time, Coppola was the first to speak: "We want to complete it at the Plaza Hotel~"

Mario opened his mouth slowly, but said nothing. .

Of course Malkin Sr. saw it. .

He shook his head with a smile, patted Mario on the shoulder and said: "Tell your wife Lina that she noticed your greedy mouth! Hahaha~"

"If you can't control your mouth, diabetes will kill you one day~"

"Uh... I will..." A dejected Mario nodded with unwillingness on his face.

Coppola felt like he had regained his strength.

He winked at Mario and said to Old Malkin: "Look... when we were discussing cooperation with Paramount, they also put forward a condition..."

"They want to buy the rights to adapt the movie "The Godfather"..."

Old Malkin raised his eyebrows and took a step back: "Although I don't understand the inner workings of the film industry~"

"But I know... this matter can be left to the producers of this movie, right?"

"Um...that's right~"

"Haha~ You can write the script with peace of mind!"

"Only wonderful stories will allow you and us to succeed~"

"I will find someone to help with these trivial things~"

Coppola nodded wisely and didn't waste any more time exploring how the old Malkin was going to get Paramount. .

"Okay~Thank you for your generosity~"

"I have never stayed in a luxury suite at the Plaza Hotel...hahaha~"

"Haha~ I believe you will be satisfied~"

Francis Coppola and Mario Puzo are gone.

Old Malkin walked slowly to the sofa in the living room, sat down, and thought about the next steps.

Producer!

----

new York.

on Wall Street.

Martin Scorsese got out of his car, lowered his head to straighten his suit, looked up at the Morgan Stanley Building in front of him, took a deep breath, and walked towards it.

This morning, Martin, who only slept for two hours last night, found Zina who was busy at the Da Film and Television Company. .

After learning that his friend Oliver Stone was probably still awake at this time, he turned to Xena and asked about the whereabouts of John Lavis. .

Zina did not tell him directly, but asked curiously why Martin was so anxious to find Lavis. .

Martin's eyes turned red as he waited, and he excitedly talked about how he had completed the first draft of the script for the movie "Taxi Driver" last night because he was so inspired.

He wanted to show this newly released script to Lavis, the client, and ask him to give some opinions~

Zina smiled and passed the script, which was only about twenty pages long. She quickly read it and looked at Martin in amazement.

"These were all written after you talked to Lavis last time?"

"Haha~ I also did some research and collected some media reports~"

"The skeleton of this script has been finalized. As for the details, I want to find Ravis."

"Okay~ Wait a minute, I'll make a call and help you look for it~"

that's it. .

Martin Scorsese went home first, changed into a suit, and happily brought his script to the Stanley to find Lavis. .

. . .

Stanley's fourth floor, conference room.

Mike Bai, the second brother of the three brothers, Lavis, and the third brother, Giovanni, are relaxing and bored, watching TV, newspapers, and magazines, passing the time~

Black Mike, the guy who forgot his friends when he had a girlfriend, found the clerk's new girlfriend again. .

Mike Bai, after Ludy talked to him late at night last night, decided not to get involved in anything with the Sidrich family in the future, and to work closely with David. .

Ludy said. .I understand~

In the future New York, there may be pure black families, gangs, and forces, but they will never be the Sidrich family!

Mike Bai is not young anymore. .

By following David, he can not only protect the boy David, but also earn a stable and prosperous rest of his life for himself. .

. . .

Giovanni.

He was holding the TV remote control in his hand, but his eyes were looking to the side in confusion.

Last night, his wife, Jin Ji, who worked at the Wildfire Bar, came home and discussed moving with him.

The apartment above Wildfire Bar is ready for habitation~

It’s October now, and autumn is here~

The weather in New York is getting colder and colder.

Their house in Brooklyn, which was soaked by heavy rains, was completely uninhabitable~

Giovanni's children and Jin Ji's mother both need a more stable and warm new home!

Jin Ji’s idea is that she and her husband Giovanni both have a stable job and a stable income~

They could rent two apartments, one large and one small, above the Wildfire Bar.

Because the working hours of the couple are very irregular~

Jin Ji's mother needs to take care of her children, and her schedule needs to be fixed. .

Renting two apartments, one large and one small, not only allows Giovanni and his wife Jin Ji to have a more free and private space. .

It also allows Jin Ji’s mother and children to live a warm and warm family life with normal schedules. .

After hearing this, Giovanni did not immediately nod in agreement~

He felt that this matter was not as simple as Jin Ji said!

David has made it very clear to everyone that as long as the rent can meet the minimum rent standard in New York, a symbolic payment will be fine. .

In Giovanni's family, there are elders and younger ones, so the situation is a bit special~

But this is not an excuse for the couple to eat and occupy more when they have not made any contribution to David~

With superior wages, they were just doing ordinary things for David that many people could do~

After Jin Ji heard Giovanni’s thoughts, she also expressed her understanding~

The job she does every night at the Wildfire Bar is available to anyone in New York City. .

And the salary she gets every day can make countless people dumbfounded, jealous, and jealous. .

. . .

Lavis.

He was flipping through a beauty magazine and suddenly remembered the girl named Iris whom he had saved. .

Originally~

After starting a new life with David, Lavis wanted to forget all the bad things he had experienced before. .

But the appearance of Martin Scorsese once again reminded Lavis of a period that he had never forgotten. .memory~

. . .

"Clang clang clang~"

There was a knock on the door.

The three people in the conference room all looked towards the door.

Martin Scorsese opened the door and greeted Lavis happily: "Hey, Lavis, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

"Hey~how did you...find this place?"

"Hahaha~ After we talked last night, I finished the script last night!"

"Quick, come and help me take a look~ I need your help to complete some of its details..."

Lavis never dreamed of it. .

He just remembered Martin. .This guy just appeared in front of me?

this. .

Seeing that Lavis was still a little dazed, Martin smiled and looked around, then turned back and said, "Just take a look first, if..."

"Hey~??"

Martin suddenly stopped, turned his head sharply, and looked at the dazed Giovanni in surprise. .

"Um...Lavis, is he...your twin brother?"

Lavis glanced at the script, held it in his hand, shook his head and said, "No~"

"Um...but...but you look too similar, don't you?"

"Haha~ It wasn't before, but it is now~!"

Martin blinked his eyes and turned his head back and forth a few times before slowly stopping and saying: "This is... so amazing!"

"Do you... know how low the probability is that two people who are not related by blood will look so similar?"

"..."

"Lavis, are you sure...your father didn't give it to you..."

"That's enough! No! We were complete strangers before ~ ​​ok?"

"Are you still going to let me see it? fxxx!"

"Uh... take a look~ Just keep looking, I'm fine..."

Martin said he would keep his mouth shut, but his eyes began to move around. .

Mike Bai, who heard the conversation between the two, moved his body happily, stood up and walked to Lavis, and leaned over to watch curiously. .The so-called script.

"This was written by you... the story of Lavis?"

"Ah? Ah~ That's right~ A movie script adapted from his personal experience~"

"Haha~ Now that your... script has been completed, when are you going to start filming?"

Martin choked on his words, shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighing: "For the time being... there are no shooting plans~"

"Oh? Because of what?"

"...Lack of money!"

"I have asked some companies, and they are all very indifferent to this somewhat sensitive subject~"

"So...I can't find investors who are willing to make a movie with this theme~"

"Ah~ I'm short of money..."

Mike Bai saw Lavis reading the script very seriously, and a crooked idea popped into his head.

"How much does it cost to make this movie?"

Martin suddenly became energetic, looked at Mike Bai up and down, and asked tentatively: "If... the shooting is in New York, the financial requirements are not high ~ almost... 200 million dollars ~?"

"Two million dollars... is too expensive~" Mike Bai shook his head and gave up on his bad idea. .

"In terms of funding, we can negotiate! 200 million... No, 100 million!"

"For a million dollars, I can completely photograph it!"

"100 million? Haha~"

"You just spent a few words and the filming cost was cut in half?"

Martin was anxious and quickly explained: "I work in a university. If the crew needs staff, they can ask my students and friends for help~"

"Also, I can ask some old friends to help me star in this film for free, plus... some young actors who are capable but not famous and have no chance to join."

"This movie can definitely be done with 100 million!"

Seeing that Martin took his joke seriously, Mike Bai quickly shook his head and waved his hands: "Hey~ I just think someone might be interested in your movie~ I can't guarantee anything else!"

Martin pressed: "Can you introduce me to someone who might be interested?"

"Um... you can~ But on this matter... you have to ask Ravis for his opinion first!"

"Lavis!"

Martin looked eagerly at the man who was reading the script. .The second brother, Ravis.

Lavis frowned, glanced at Mike Bai who was blaming the blame, and said helplessly: "He's talking about my boss~"

"But he doesn't have the money to make a movie for you now..."

Martin leaned back in frustration, leaned back in his chair, thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "No... 100 million, 60... no, [-] dollars!"

"I'll find some people who can help us for free. 60 dollars, not counting promotion and distribution, is enough!"

Lavis threw the script in front of Martin, spread his hands helplessly and said: "I briefly read the script, and it's not bad... I told you everything I needed to say last time."

"We can't even help you with investment matters. After all, this is not a small amount~"

"..."

Martin was completely discouraged. .

Lavis reached out to Mike Bai next to him for a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and exhaled the smoke.

His face was hidden behind the smoke, and he said in a low voice: "But... I can help you mention it to the boss~"

"What will be the outcome...I don't make any guarantees!"

"Okay~Thank you, Ravis!"

"If you think there is nothing wrong with the script, I will add some details based on your last dictation when I go back."

"Okay~ Let's meet again after you finish the script?"

"Well...I'll be here in a few days!"

Martin put away the script, nodded to a few people, and left. .

conference room.

Mike Bai put his legs up on the table and joked to Ravis: "Wouldn't you feel disgusting if your shit-like bad experiences were made into a movie?"

"Haha~ No matter how bad it is... it happened to me~ What can I do? Pretend that nothing happened?"

"...Okay~ As long as you don't leave any knots in your heart~"

Lavis smoked his cigarette in silence, and the people and things he had wanted to forget about came to mind again. .

----

Stanley.

Inside David's office.

Lilith came up with a bad idea after hearing David's proposal to close Livlin G. Cherov's personal bank account. .

Livlin’s father, Piro Jan Cherov, is a business super tycoon who has emerged in recent decades in Los Angeles, California~

He turned a small company with a market value of less than [-] US dollars into a large comprehensive group company with a market value of nearly [-] billion US dollars. .

Piro Jan Cherov's personal wealth is astonishingly more than 30 billion dollars. .

However, in the shopping mall, Cherov, who is known as a "workaholic", pays little attention to his family. .

This directly leads to the fact that he can only fully satisfy his family in terms of material and money, so as to make up for the lack of companionship and attention to his family. .

Livlin grew up in this extremely rich family~

Her father Cherov, who took money as money, was extremely doting on his youngest daughter. .

From an early age, Livlin developed the understanding that everything can be solved with money. .

But her kind. .Ignorant behavior, for the Wharton family, Rockefeller family, Morgan family, etc. who are also super-wealthy families. .

It's simply ridiculous to the point of being speechless. .

However, everyone in the office now knows more or less~

The numbers in Livlin's personal account are something that people like them can't even imagine. .

if. .Really follow David's bad idea and close Livlin's personal bank account. .

Livlin's princess illness, ignorance, and arrogance may actually have something to offer. .Getting better? ?

. . .

David saw that several people were trapped in their own sexual pleasures, and no one spoke. .

He patted Lilith on the shoulder and joked: "Are you sure we really stopped Livlin's account... won't it cause trouble?"

"Of course...not sure~"

"Haha~ Then forget about this bad idea of ​​yours~!"

"Everything will have a solution~ It's just that we haven't thought of it yet~"

"Leslie, don't cry so sadly. I promise you that when Livlin comes to New York, I will accompany you to meet her and help you find a solution. Okay?"

"Okay...that's all we can do~"

Blumer was on the side, touching his stomach and shouting: "It's almost noon, aren't you hungry?"

"Noon? It's... just after ten o'clock, right?"

"Hey~ I don't care!"

"David, I'm in Los Angeles, but I'm here to entertain you warmly~"

"I just returned to New York, can't you treat me like a host?"

"...Okay~ What do you want to eat? I have no idea about those famous restaurants~"

Bloomer looked at Lilith and said flatteringly: "What do you want to eat?"

Lily rolled her eyes at him without any appreciation, leaned her shoulder against David, and said softly and gently: "I want to go to that... restaurant in Chinatown~"

"Chinatown? Brother Biao? Hahaha~ No problem!"

David patted Lilith's little hand with a smile, stood up, glared at Bloomer and said, "Get out of the way, you bastard! Don't delay me from calling to reserve a seat!"

"Cut~"

Bloomer muttered silently to David, then took a careful look at Lilith and smiled evilly. .

After a few minutes.

David put down the phone and said to several people: "Shall we leave now?"

"ok~GOGOGO~"

Lilith stood up with a smile, shook her head and said, "You go ahead. During lunch, I will also meet with Professor Nash and his wife to talk about the center's development plan."

"Then... let's go to the restaurant and wait for you~"

"Well...I'll go first!"

Lilith left first.

David spread his hands to his two injured friends and said, "Where's Giles? Didn't he come back with you?"

"He..." Leslie slapped her mouth and thought for a while.

"Is my brother Bob here? I was outside just now, why didn't I see him?"

"How do I know!? He is a big living person with legs. I am his boss, not responsible for keeping an eye on him for you..."

Leslie twitched the corners of her mouth a few times, and while Blumer laughed, she gestured two middle fingers to David, then turned around and went out to find her brother. .

After Bloomer laughed and watched him leave, he leaned close to David and whispered nervously: "I'll tell you a secret quietly~ How about you answer me a question too?"

David leaned back and hummed warily: "Go ahead~"

"Hehe~ As far as I know, in this circle of young people, Livlin's reputation as a psychopath is already well known~"

"However, her love history is absolutely clear and clean~"

"Although Leslie is not her first love, according to my observation, she is really attracted to Leslie this time~ Haha~"

"Um... What have you been doing in Los Angeles these days? How did Leslie provoke Livlin?"

"What a mess~"

"Didn't you enter the room with Lilith that night~"

"We found some of Livlin's best friends and played together for half the night~"

"As a result, when we were about to leave, that lunatic Livlin came to kill us..."

"We were all stunned when Leslie came forward..."

"Hey~ wait a minute!"

"Um... David, were you and Lilith really together that night?"

"...What does it mean to be together? We are lovers~"

"Hey~ Don't evade the easy part~ Don't you understand what I mean?"

David raised his eyebrows and said with the same mean smile: "Then what did you and Sandra do that night?"

"Sandra? She...we just chatted for a while, and I asked someone to send her back~"

"Oh~~ Sent it back? Haha~"

"Lilith and I also chatted together for a while, and I sent her back~"

"fxxx! You big liar!"

"It's just each other~hahaha~"