(Whispering loudly) Leano! Be quiet, woman! Don't you see I'm on a secret mission? I’m the Don of the village now. I’ve joined the Mafia!
What Mafia, you drunkard? The only thing you’ve joined is the line at the liquor store! Look at you, you look like a Mafia boss who got beat up by a scarecrow. LEANA SI COSTEL - MAFIA
You don’t understand "omerta," Leano. Silence is golden! From now on, I don't pay for the bread at the bakery. I provide "protection." (Whispering loudly) Leano
(Hits him with the spoon) Here’s your "offer," Costele! Go protect the potato patch from the Colorado beetles, or I’ll show you a "Soprano" move that’ll make you sing like a soprano for a week! I’m the Don of the village now
(Striking a pose) I’m making them an offer they can't refuse. Either they give me a bottle of wine, or... or I’ll sit on their fence and sing folk songs until they go deaf! That’s psychological warfare, Leano!
A dusty porch. Costel is wearing a dirty tank top and a mismatched hat. Leana is holding a wooden spoon like a weapon.