Benjamin Ya

Leona Pollendina

Script

Voice: Or should I fear the little Pollendina girl that you seem so fond of?

Leona: FOND? What are you talking about! *covers her mouth* Beeen! Don't feed me to your min-onion!

Ben: *backs Leona towards the edge of the clearing nearest to the cottage* If you've gotta bone to pick with me, then get it out in the open... and leave the child out of this.

Voice: Is she special to you? *mocking voice* Corleona.. the tyrant of the known world has feelings for you...