I'm thinking it was less a matter of trust and more a matter of desperation and proximity. Vito's window was probably the only one near enough for Clem to pass guns, and it seemed like the cops were knocking at his door.
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.
