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."
(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! LEANA SI COSTEL - MAFIA
Protection from what? From your own shadow? The only thing people need protection from is the smell of your socks after a day in the field! You don’t understand "omerta," Leano