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Nino
had
become
concious
again
.
Johnny
went
and
sat
on
the
bed
.
Jules
and
Lucy
went
over
to
the
foot
of
the
bed
.
Nino
gave
them
a
wan
grin
.
"
OK
,
I
'll
stop
being
a
wise
guy
.
I
feel
really
lousy
.
Johnny
,
remember
about
a
year
ago
,
what
happened
when
we
were
with
those
two
broads
down
in
Palm
Springs
?
I
swear
to
you
I
was
n't
jealous
about
what
happened
.
I
was
glad
.
You
believe
me
,
Johnny
?
"
Johnny
said
reassuringly
,
"
Sure
,
Nino
,
I
believe
you
.
"
Lucy
and
Jules
looked
at
each
other
.
From
everything
they
had
heard
and
knew
about
Johnny
Fontane
it
seemed
impossible
that
he
would
take
a
girl
away
from
a
close
friend
like
Nino
.
And
why
was
Nino
saying
he
was
n't
jealous
a
year
after
it
happened
?
The
same
thought
crossed
both
their
minds
,
that
Nino
was
drinking
himself
to
death
romantically
because
a
girl
had
left
him
to
go
with
Johnny
Fontane
.
Jules
checked
Nino
again
.
"
I
'll
get
a
nurse
to
be
in
the
room
with
you
tonight
,
"
Jules
said
.
"
You
really
have
to
stay
in
bed
for
a
couple
of
days
.
No
kidding
.
"
Nino
smiled
.
"
OK
,
Doc
,
just
do
n't
make
the
nurse
too
pretty
.
"
Jules
made
a
call
for
the
nurse
and
then
he
and
Lucy
left
.
Johnny
sat
in
a
chair
near
the
bed
to
wait
for
the
nurse
.
Nino
was
falling
asleep
again
,
an
exhausted
took
on
his
face
.
Johnny
thought
about
what
he
had
said
,
about
not
being
jealous
about
what
had
happened
over
a
year
ago
with
those
two
broads
down
in
Palm
Springs
.
The
thought
had
never
entered
his
head
that
Nino
might
be
jealous
.
A
year
ago
Johnny
Fontane
had
sat
in
his
plush
office
,
the
office
of
the
movie
company
he
headed
,
and
felt
as
lousy
as
he
had
ever
felt
in
his
life
.
Which
was
surprising
because
the
first
movie
he
had
produced
,
with
himself
as
star
and
Nino
in
a
featured
part
,
was
making
tons
of
money
.
Everything
had
worked
.
Everybody
had
done
their
job
.
The
picture
was
brought
in
under
budget
.
Everybody
was
going
to
make
a
fortune
out
of
it
and
Jack
Woltz
was
losing
ten
years
of
his
life
.
Now
Johnny
had
two
more
pictures
in
production
,
one
starring
himself
,
one
starring
Nino
.
Nino
was
great
on
the
screen
as
one
of
those
charming
,
dopey
lover-boys
that
women
loved
to
shove
between
their
tits
.
Little
boy
lost
.
Everything
he
touched
made
money
,
it
was
rolling
in
.
The
Godfather
was
getting
his
percentage
through
the
bank
,
and
that
made
Johnny
feel
really
good
.
He
had
justified
his
Godfather
's
faith
.
But
today
that
was
n't
helping
much
.
And
now
that
he
was
a
successful
independent
movie
producer
he
had
as
much
power
,
maybe
more
,
than
he
had
ever
had
as
a
singer
.
Beautiful
broads
felt
all
over
him
just
like
before
,
though
for
a
more
commercial
reason
.
He
had
his
own
plane
,
he
lived
more
lavishly
even
,
with
the
special
tax
benefits
a
businessman
had
that
artists
did
n't
get
.
Then
what
the
hell
was
bothering
him
?
He
knew
what
it
was
.
The
front
of
his
head
hurt
,
his
nasal
passages
hurt
,
his
throat
itched
.
The
only
way
he
could
scratch
and
relieve
that
itch
was
by
singing
and
he
was
afraid
to
even
try
.
He
had
called
Jules
Segal
about
it
,
when
it
would
be
safe
to
try
to
sing
and
Jules
had
said
anytime
he
felt
like
it
.
So
he
'd
tried
and
sounded
so
hoarse
and
lousy
he
'd
given
up
.
And
his
throat
would
hurt
like
hell
the
next
day
,
hurt
in
a
different
way
than
before
the
warts
had
been
taken
off
.
Hurt
worse
,
burning
.
He
was
afraid
to
keep
singing
,
afraid
that
he
'd
lose
his
voice
forever
,
or
ruin
it
.
