In the novel, Tom flat-out admits to himself (after Sonny's murder) that "he knew now that he was no wartime consigliere...old Genco would have smelled a rat."

Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu,
E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu...
E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu
Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.