You go see your children first! And then you worry about waiting on Google to see your brother -- like everybody else

'You tell Steve Jobs, he won't get no trouble from me'

Goddamn FB don't respect nothing!

"Leave the monitor - take the hard drive."

"I have a Bill Gates in my shoe."

"And Tom?"
"Yeah, Dad?"
"Make sure I get a list of all the emails, websites and videos that Clemenza and Tessio are sending, receiving or viewing. I trust them with my life and swear they would never betray me. But it can't hurt to know every little thing."
"You got it."

"...and my father assured him that either his PIN # or his brains would be on the screen. That's a true story..."

"Well, I say yes. There's more money potential in search engines than anything else we're looking at. Now if we don't get into it, somebody else will. Maybe Gates or Jobs, maybe all of them. Now with the money they earn, they corner the market; then they come after us. Now we have PCs and the software; an' they're the best things to have. But search engines are the things of the future. An' if we don't get a piece of that action, we risk everything we have -- I mean not now, but ah ten years from now."

"Connie and Carlo want you to google their little boy."

"Heh, come over here, kid, learn something. You never know, you might have to send email to twenty guys someday. You see, you start out with a subject. Then you add names to the recipient list. Then you throw in some links, attachments and maybe a funny you tube video or two. You get it all ready and click "send". Within seconds they get an annoying email they feel pressured to reply - and that's my trick."

I'd give up 4 million hits just to take a piss without it hurting.

"You all know Joey Zasa. He is, I admit an important man. His picture is on Facebook. He gets the Daily Beast's award for best dresed gangster. The bloggers praise him because he hires blacks into his family which shows he has a good heart. He is famous. Who knows? Maybe one day he'll make all of you popular."


"It's true. I make more of a bella figura, that is my nature. But I also want to move into legitimate enterprises. I'd like to get a little e mail from the pope. Sure I take blacks and spanish into my family cause that's the American way."

"And you guarantee they don't put spam into the AOL accounts in the neighborhoods."

"I dont guarantee that. I guarantee I'll put viruses into the computers of anybody who does."

Anybody who hides the boy Vito Andolini is in for viruses!

I trust these men with my computer, SENATOR. If I were to ask them to leave, it would be a crash.

"Clemenza promised the Rosatos three websites in the Bronx after he died. You took over and you didnt give it to them. "

"I welched." Clemenza promised them nothing. He hated those sons of bitches more than I do."

"Frankie they feel cheated."

"Michael you're sitting up here in the high sierras using your ..uh whats he using?"

"A Mac with wifi throughout the compound and an I-Pad with aps.

"Apps Ipad, and you're passing judgment on how I run my family."

"Your family is still called Corleone, and you will run it like a Corleone."

"My family doesn't instant message here and it doesn't instant message in Miami with Hyman Roth."

"Frankie you're a good old man and I like you. And you were loyal to my father."

"The Rosatoes...they're taking hostages...they spit in my face all because of that jew in Miami.

"I want you to be fair with them."

"The Rosatos...they recruit geeks, they recruit nerds, and with them everythings whores...craig's list personals, internet porn, and junk spam and they leave the web gambling for last. Now I want to run my websites without you on my back."

"Io sono crashed, sono locked out, and I wan't everyone here to know, there ain't gonna be no viruses from me..Don Corleone..Cicc' a Windows!!!"

"Santino, come're. Whattsa matter with you? I think your hard drive is going soft from all that LOL'ing your texting with that young girl. Never IM anybody outside the user group what you're tweeting again!"

Oh Michael you are blind. It wasn't a virus, it was a deliberate crash. A deliberate smashing of your hard drive, something that's unholy, just like out marriage is a deliberate smash of our hard drives. I crashed your hard drive so that your information would be lost forever because all this must stop. It was your hard drive, Michael, and all your data. I knew than that you could never forgive me. Not with this Sicilian thing thats been going on for 2,000 yeats!

You won't take my laptop.

Yes I will.

You won't take my laptop.

Its my laptop too!

hahahaha good one!

I don't want anything to happen to him while my motherboard's alive.