Fredo, youre nothing to me now. Youre not a brother, youre not a friend. I dont want to know you or what you do. I dont want to see you at the hotels, I dont want you near my house. When you see our mother, I want to know a day in advance, so I wont be there. You understand?
“Fredo, youre nothing to me now.”
Poor,pathetic Fredo. Gone fishin’.
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