Godfather of Harlem (2019) s02e09 Episode Script

1
I suspect that you
are behind the disappearance
of Jean Jehan.
Je-who? I never heard of him.
But you have heard of the Ten Harlems.
- In unity.
- Yeah, of course.
Isn't that that new ride
at the World's Fair?
It is a multi-city
distribution ring
that you are bankrolling.
My partners require
the full amount in advance.
$8 million.
Bumpy Johnson's looking
to move 3,000 kilos.
This is war.
It's black against white.
Captain Omar is coming to New York.
The threat against me has escalated.
The threat against you, as well.
Would you see
if Sister Elise
would have lunch with me?
Lorenzo. Soon I'll be able
to avenge your death.
Joseph, you tell me who killed him!
It was Vincent Gigante!
I'm gonna wipe out
the whole Commission.
And you have an opportunity
to do what is right.
By turning on my father?
- No.
- You sound very upset.
Uncle Louis,
I have a confession to make.
Go ahead, my child.
I'm telling you that one
of our guys is dirty, all right?
How come you're backstabbing him?
I like being boss.
I got my bankers in the community
to put together the money.
The first time I figured out
how we could be in control
of our own destiny,
and you want to fuck it up.
There's a saying
in the Negro neighborhood
There's the money.
that when one starts doing well,
there's a certain type of person
that will try and tear him down,
like crabs in a barrel
pull down the one at the top.
Hey, Sam! We got a problem.
Oh, shit!
Sorry, Sam. It's just business.
How about a ginger ale instead?
What if these new guys
want to play games
just like the others?
What if I have to kill them, too?
Ain't none of the new guys
we got gonna fuck with you
after how you dealt with that cat Sam.
It's in our blood, Del.
We just crabs in a barrel.
Your distribution network
is still in place,
and not one of these motherfuckers
is gonna challenge your leadership.
Sam said that it's time for
the new generation to step up.
I shoulda let Sam take this shit over.
Coulda been like Frank Costello,
on the sidelines,
watching these young-ass motherfuckers
just try to deal
with all these headaches
and shit and
That's bullshit,
and you know it.
Sam woulda popped you
the minute that duji came in.
And the Italians woulda
killed him eventually.
Don't blame this on the white man.
The biggest stumbling block
to the progress of our race
is us.
Ourselves.
Boss. No.
Hey.
Hey, pal.
Don't kill me, please.
Just give me the fucking keys
and scram.
Oh. Nice shot, boss.
You see what I did there, Lombardi?
Oh, should I write it down?
Hey, maybe.
You keep your elbow up write it down.
You keep your elbow up
as you stroke into the ball.
Hey, boss? I got your wife a present.
Why the fuck would you buy
my wife a present?
No, it's from you. It's chinchilla.
And I got a whole truckload
of this shit.
Minks, foxes, sables,
whatever she wants.
Feels like rabbit.
That's top-of-the-line.
I got one for Stella, too.
Hey, get lost.
I don't want you seeing
my daughter, you understand?
I don't want you to put
your hands on her.
I got feelings for her,
and she's got feelings for me.
You're lucky that you're
fucking alive, all right?
You lied to me about Benny.
In fact, the only reason
why you are alive
is because Stella's
got feelings for you.
Like I said, you put your hands on her,
I'll take a fucking bone saw to them.
But you're a good earner,
I'll give you that.
That counts for something.
Now get the fuck outta here
and make some money.
Go.
Ba-dum, ba-dum ♪
What do you think?
Buncha hoodlums you are.
What do you think, boss?
- Am I your type or what?
- What are you doing?
Is that a gun in your pocket
or are you happy to see me?
Why we gotta come all the way out here?
Privacy.
I put the distribution network
in place.
We're good to go.
Just give me the shipping instructions.
I'll send my guys down to Montreal.
We smuggle the dope down here.
- All right?
- Not to Montreal.
What, you got a problem
with customs down here?
No.
Problem with me.
The gentleman from France
doesn't like the way
you do business.
- Too many stray bullets.
- The fuck is this?
You make one move,
my men'll blow them all away.
I couldn't trust you anymore, Bumpy.
Hey, listen, thanks for paying
for the dope
and setting up
the new distribution, you know?
Wise up, nigger.
I'm taking back the French connection.
That's right.
Fuck you!
Fuck you.
I thought I was gonna break a tooth.
Oh, no.
Well, what did you do?
Well, I prayed to Allah for strength
and then I swallowed it.
Your poor wife.
Listen, she had many challenges
in this life,
and making bean pies was one of them.
Oh, you must miss her very much.
Oh, every day.
Although, after meeting you,
I must admit,
the pain is a little less.
Look how she plays him up.
She used to look at Malcolm that way.
She has seduced him to sit with her
like Eve seduced Adam.
She is a temptress.
I've asked Brother Richard
to keep an eye on her.
I've been talking your
ears off about myself.
Forgive me.
Tell me something about you.
What would you like to know?
Everything.
- It's so soft.
- Fits like a fucking glove.
It's good quality.
- You stole it?
- Stella.
Of course you did.
You know what I do for a living.
Besides, earning's the only way
to keep your father off my back.
He's still mad about Benny.
Every time I turn around,
I think he's gonna put one
in the back of my fucking head.
He won't.
He don't want us seeing each other.
I make my own decisions.
Break it up! FBI! Hands up!
All right, fellas, you got me.
Call my lawyer.
Stella Gigante, we have
a warrant for your arrest.
What the fuck?
What you're saying is
difficult to comprehend.
Heh.
This morning, I-I discovered
that there had been a slight alteration
to my business plans.
My Corsican partner
he's not playing nice.
Is there nothing you can do
to remedy this situation?
Sorry, Judge.
If you're If you're asking
do I have any recourse under the law,
then no.
I'm a gangster.
You understand that
in addition to the 12%
for the laundering of profits,
you also leveraged yourself
to the United Bank of Harlem.
Just so we're clear,
you provided $2.6 million
of your own capital
and borrowed $3.3 million
from the bank.
That's why we're here.
We structured a debt payment
that will begin
after the shipment arrived.
I need to get an extension
from from you.
Bumpy, as you know, you had
to make certain guarantees
due to the precarious nature
of your business.
That's why I assigned collateral
obligations to the debt.
You mean the Geechee, my apartment.
You said that was a formality.
A formality among friends, yes,
but it's a legally binding document.
We have shareholders, Brother Johnson,
to whom we're responsible.
Are you motherfuckers saying
that you're
gonna repossess my club and my house?
Do you know what I'd fucking do you
if you did something like that?
Watch your mouth, boy.
You're talking to a federal judge.
I'll have your ass up the river
for making a threat like that.
Let's go, Brother Dayton.
I won't listen to threats
from a gangster.
Bumpy, these men are not
to be trifled with.
They can smell
your weakness.
I guess everyone's entitled
to feel sorry for themselves.
This is different.
Killing those cats
really got under his skin.
We ain't never gonna
find this Monsieur 98.
Let's check at that hotel he was at.
He'll be long gone.
I'll tell you one thing,
if we find this motherfucker,
the look on his face will
be one thing I will enjoy.
- What kinda look?
- That look you get
when you know your time
on this planet is over.
How're you feeling today?
My head still spins, but a lot less.
There might be some dope
left in your system.
It could also be my baby kicking,
keeping me up at night.
I've decided to raise my child
in the faith.
Praise Allah.
Thanks to you
and all the wisdom
that you've taught me.
I'm happy here.
Sister Elise.
Captain Omar has requested to see you
in his office immediately.
I'm so proud of you.
Get some rest.
Oh.
Uh
Please, forgive me for taking
you away from your duties,
but, uh,
I just could not wait
to give you this.
A gift?
As I was praying this morning,
it must've been divine inspiration.
I thought to myself,
"Sister Elise must have this."
Open it.
"The Supreme Wisdom"
by Elijah Muhammad.
Go to the first page.
The Dear Holy Apostle signed it
and gave it to me himself.
He calls you his rising star.
It's one of my most
treasured possessions.
I can't accept this.
- Why not?
- It's sacred.
It should stay with you.
Which is why I'm hoping that it will,
in a way.
You fill me with the kind of joy
that I didn't think I
could experience again
after my wife died.
I don't want this book
or you
to ever leave my side.
Sister Elise
will you marry me?
You can uncuff her.
Nice mink, Miss Gigante.
What am I being arrested for?
Nothing yet.
I just wanted to have a little chat.
Is that why you handcuffed me?
Well, I thought it
would be helpful for you
to experience what it was
like if you were really arrested.
I haven't done anything.
Hmm.
A tape begs to differ.
Uncle Louis, I have
something to tell you.
I have a confession to make.
Go ahead, my child.
I killed Benny Mangano.
I don't believe you.
I did.
I shot him.
Sound familiar?
- How did you get that?
- What? Nobody told you?
All the phones in your house
are tapped.
Your father knows.
Although he is a more
experienced criminal,
knows not to mention his murders
when chit-chatting with relatives.
- You are evil.
- Mm.
That's not my voice.
I'm not your enemy, Stella.
I'm actually here to help you.
Well, I guess we know his status.
So, what do you want?
I want the real threat.
Your father.
The man who orders Benny Mangano
and scum like him
to murder, steal, and extort,
and I need you to testify against him.
No fuckin' way.
See, I figured you'd say that.
That's why that tape
will be so helpful.
Because if you don't testify
against your father,
I will make sure to put you
in jail for a very long time.
Your choice, Miss Gigante.
You or him.
I can't eat.
I can't sleep.
Ain't had a drink for
for decades till the last two weeks.
Not that I need specifics,
but
business deals go bad
all the time, Bumpy.
You'll pick yourself up
like you always do.
I never thought about
getting out before.
But it's on my mind all the time.
Perhaps that's a good thing.
I got I got people to support, man.
We talked about the
contradictions of your character
on many occasion before, brother
Don't lecture me, please. Come on.
I fucked up.
I made mistakes.
As have I.
Both got enemies.
I just never thought that mine
would be of my own kind.
Neither did I.
Pardon the pun, but maybe
both our chickens
have come home to roost.
I didn't mean to make you
depressed, man.
I didn't mean to bring you down.
Wouldn't try to do that.
Hey, brother, life is a
dangerous game for all of us,
but particularly a man on the streets.
Sometimes it feels like
the entire world is against you.
Isn't it?
I mean, really?
Isn't it?
No.
Most of the time, people are just doing
whatever they think is best for them.
What do I do now?
Stand still and think
about who you really are.
Maybe if you let go
of who you think you are,
you'll make room for who
you were meant to be.
Yeah.
My Lord, Elise.
I don't know what to say.
It was unexpected, that's for sure.
I've known Captain Omar
less than a month.
What did you tell him?
That I needed time to think.
And that a proper
Muslim courtship period
was necessary to support
any intention to marry.
And he completely understood.
I don't know how your father's
gonna feel about this.
Oh, he'll hate it.
I'm not even sure how I feel about it.
It's just that Omar is kind
and thoughtful,
and he seems to be in love with me.
Do you love him?
Do you promise to never
tell anyone this?
Yes.
The only man I've ever loved
is Malcolm.
He is the pinnacle.
But Malcolm can only ever be a friend,
and I've become close
with Betty as well,
and their friendship
means everything to me.
I know.
Mayme, if you only knew
how lonely I am.
I don't want to end up
dying old and alone.
What's ironic is I only
stayed at the mosque
to be Malcolm's eyes and ears.
And
now I've found a man who I
know could give me a happy life.
I think you should talk
to Malcolm and Betty.
They'll know what to do.
It's just that no matter
what he's done to me,
I can't testify against my own father.
You're not gonna testify,
and you're not going to jail.
The feds do this shit all the time.
Morgenthau's got nothing.
Nothing? He's got me on fucking tape
saying I killed Benny.
Exactly.
Stella, look at me. It's just a tape.
There's no body,
there's no murder weapon,
there's no evidence.
They're never gonna get a conviction
just from a fuckin' tape.
How do you know?
When you're in my business,
you know these things.
What about my uncle?
He's a man of the cloth.
Anything said to him
is a privileged confession.
He's gonna be furious we
got him caught up in this.
Should we call a lawyer?
No.
First thing we talk to Father Louis,
set him straight.
I'll give him a call.
No, we stay off the fuckin' phone.
From now on, we use pigeons.
We don't have any pigeons.
It was a joke, Stell.
If I had a nickel for every time
a prosecutor tried this shit,
I wouldn't have
to steal a chinchilla coat.
I think I'm starting
to love you, Ernie Nunzi.
When you can't shampoo, use Minipoo.
Minipoo is a dry shampoo
that cleans and brightens hair
without water.
I'm home.
What you watching on the TV?
You are not gonna believe this.
A man at the mosque
proposed to Elise today.
What?
His name is Captain Omar.
I think she really
has feelings for him.
That's That's ridiculous.
I think she's seriously considering it.
Last thing in the world
I want is a Muslim son-in-law.
That's That's about
the last thing I want.
Ellsworth, what is going on?
Nothing.
The last few weeks,
you have been
sullen and uncommunicative.
You haven't been yourself.
I tell you your daughter
has a marriage proposal,
and you act like a jerk.
I'm under a lot of pressure, all right?
You are always under a lot of pressure.
But you don't deal with it like this.
I use that to sleep.
No, this isn't you.
How do you know?
You don't know half of
the shit that I've done.
I'm trying to protect you from
all the shit that I have to do.
Just tell me what's wrong.
Just talk to me.
I don't know what's wrong!
It's bullshit.
Everything's bullshit.
You You're driving me fucking crazy.
Buzzing around in my ear
like a fucking gnat.
Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz.
No, no. Don't talk to me like this.
I'm outta here.
I believe him to be
a good man, Captain Omar.
If you have feelings for him,
you should act on it.
My plan was to leave
the Nation and follow you.
The Nation saved my life,
just as it did yours.
But Islam is Islam,
no matter where you practice it.
I don't want to upset you.
Well, I will be upset
if you deny yourself happiness.
You deserve all the blessings
this life can give you.
You are a woman of great worth.
I presume Captain Omar doesn't
know of your friendship with us.
Just the opposite.
He thinks I've denounced Malcolm.
She had to adopt that position
in order to stay there.
A marriage with secrets
is destined to fail.
Captain Omar has accepted
so many things about me,
things I would have
preferred to keep secret,
and both of you are so important to me.
As you are to us.
Before I accept any proposal,
I just have to tell him the truth.
So, what's the big emergency?
The feds want me to testify
against my dad.
They have a recording of us talking.
A recording?
Talking about what?
When I confessed to you
that I shot Benny.
Oh, my Lord. This is awful.
The phone's tapped.
Oh, sweet Jesus,
this cannot be happening.
Ernie said that if you go
to Morgenthau's office
and deny everything that's
on that tape, it'll be okay.
You want me to lie
to the federal prosecutor?
Morgenthau will throw the book at me
if I refuse to testify.
Please help me, Uncle Louis.
Hey, Bumpy.
We found Monsieur 98.
He, uh, changed hotels,
but the switchboard operator
had a forwarding number.
Good.
Wouldn't wanna be you
when Bumpy Johnson gets through
with your sorry ass.
You gonna have a whole lotta new scars
to go along with that old one.
I'm sorry.
I did what I thought I must do.
Shut the fuck up.
Bumpy.
I just wanna talk.
Give me some space, all right?
You went over to Bonanno.
Why?
You killed all those men.
Your partners. Your friends.
You were scared.
I understand that.
In this business,
it's kill or be killed.
Truth is, I'm scared, too.
Scared for my life,
scared for my family,
scared for my people,
scared for this whole shitty world.
These are bad days, man.
I'm not sure we all gonna make it.
No, no, no.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
But Bonanno is stealing
some of my duji,
and I need to know when
and where it arrives in Canada.
Bonanno will kill me if I tell.
That's true.
So we're both trapped.
You don't know who to trust,
and neither do I.
I didn't like killing those men,
but I could not trust them.
And you you can't trust me.
And the only way I could earn
your trust
is by offering you the option
of whether you stay or whether you go.
Stay here or go free.
If you leave,
nothing will happen to you.
I will not harm you if you decide
that's what you want to do.
Just leave?
Who scares you the most?
Bonanno or me?
Would Bonanno let you walk out of here?
You been working with
the Italians for years.
Do they respect you?
I'm offering you a partnership
based in trust and respect.
It's your choice.
I choose to leave.
So be it.
Want me to catch him
and take his ass out?
No.
Why, Bump?
He's the key to the whole
French connection.
Why would you just let him go?
I can kill a man for stabbing me
in my back.
I can't kill a man for wanting
to save his own life.
But you'll lose millions
of dollars, Bump.
Bonanno will have the connection,
and then it's only a matter of time,
with all those guns and soldiers,
that he'll come after us.
He'll crush us, Bump.
I will take your side.
I trust you.
This is what I know.
You knew it all along, didn't you?
You knew he'd come back.
Bumpy's a chess player.
Always thinking moves ahead.
Nah. I had no moves.
No idea what he was gonna do.
Sometimes it's best just to be honest.
- Too heavy.
- Let's see what you got here.
Ta-da.
Lombardi, this is some haul.
Where the fuck did you heist
these from?
It wasn't me, boss.
Ernie knocked over Tiffany's
on Fifth Avenue.
No shit.
Ever since he got made, he's earning.
He's earning like never before.
All right.
Who's this?
Chin. It's Bumpy Johnson.
You got some fucking nerve calling me.
You talk to your man Bonanno lately?
- What for?
- Well, I hear he's planning
on stealing
the French connection from you.
You know, why don't
you go fuck yourself, huh?
I'm tired of your tricks.
It's not a trick.
I might come to you with a deal
at some point.
If I were you, I'd take it.
Yeah, how about I
stick a gun in your mouth
and blow your fucking brains out, huh?
Face the facts.
You lost the connection.
Remember this a stronger Bonanno
ain't something
either one of us can afford.
I love this one. Look at this.
This is gorgeous. You're such a doll.
What do you think?
Yeah. Yeah.
I-I mean, Lombardi looks better in it.
Hey, thanks, boss.
You know, go scratch your ass, you.
It's not funny.
You're welcome.
I want to thank you for
seeing me on such short notice.
It's always nice to meet
the man whose picture
you have up on your wall.
My Lord.
How can I help you, Father?
There's been a grave misunderstanding.
Oh, dear. About what?
I'm told you have a tape of me
and my niece horsing around.
Horsing around.
What What's that mean?
Let me explain.
Ever since she was a little child,
Stella liked to make up games.
One of them was where she would
come up with a sin
and I would forgive her.
For example, "Father Louis,
I stole a cookie."
Or, uh, "Father Louis, I told a lie."
Or, "Father Louis,
I murdered a million people."
I see.
So I'm afraid that your tape
recorder may have picked up
a small part
of our admittedly childish game.
- Mm.
- It was pure fantasy.
No reality at all.
Father Gigante, I have great
respect for men of the cloth,
but do you actually expect me
to believe that bullshit?
Hmm.
I'm willing to swear on
the Holy Bible that it's true.
Be my guest.
I'm referring to a court of law.
Mm.
I won't cooperate with
your investigation,
whose real purpose
is to railroad my brother,
and I will not help you ruin
an innocent girl's life.
I think I understand the mix-up here.
You may be under the impression
that a clerical confession
is privileged information
under the law.
And it is, if it occurs
in a confessional booth.
Public pay phone doesn't count.
What do you want from me?
Well, unless you want to be defrocked
and humiliated in front
of your entire congregation,
I want Stella Gigante
to testify against your brother.
After all,
there is barely a commandment
he hasn't broken.
I'm sorry I failed you, Stella.
No. You tried.
Thanks, Uncle Louis.
And while your actions
will be judged by God,
I can't stand by and let you
go to jail for something
that fundamentally is not your fault.
What exactly are you saying?
Testify.
Testify against your father.
What, are you fuckin' nuts?
I don't say this easily,
but it is the right thing to do.
You're young.
Stella, you mustn't
throw your life away.
Don't listen to him, Stell.
The Bible teaches us that all
that is required is the truth.
The Lord will have mercy on us all.
Yeah, we can't count on that, Father.
Besides, I killed Benny.
Stella only wounded him.
I put the bullet
between his fucking eyes.
We did it together.
Oh, Jesus fucking Christ.
Wait a minute.
The Good Lord just gave me the answer.
Good gracious, Sandra.
You're off to the hospital.
My baby thanks you.
Thank you all.
Praise to Allah.
Now, we were right
about our suspicions.
Brother Richard observed Sister Elise
going to Malcolm's house.
She spent a few hours there.
I knew it.
She's been deceiving us.
She's a traitor. A liar.
Probably spied for him.
We must inform Captain Omar
immediately.
Yes?
Mr. Morgenthau,
Stella Gigante is here to see you.
Send her in.
She's here with a Mr. Nunzi.
Okay, send them both.
Stella. Hello.
Mr. Nunzi.
Your reputation precedes you.
What, may I ask, are you doing here?
He's my boyfriend.
He's here for moral support.
Oh. What a gentleman.
So, Stella, are we ready to sign
that immunity deal
in return for testifying
against your father?
No.
You can prosecute me if you want.
You mind waiting outside
for a minute there, Romeo?
No, I think I'll stay.
If you wanna prosecute her,
you're gonna have to prosecute me, too.
And why is that?
She only wounded him.
I put the bullet in his head.
We killed Benny Mangano together.
What the fuck is this?
It's us being honest.
The point is, I'm never
testifying against my dad.
Okay.
Fine.
Have it your way.
I'll charge you both.
We'll see how quick you are to confess
once you're up on that stand.
Yeah.
Well, we're looking forward
to our day in court.
Mm. Well, I'll see you there.
Let's that jerk Morgenthau
try to prosecute us now.
Your uncle had a good idea, Stell.
I forgot two married people
can't testify against each other.
May the Lord, in His kindness,
strengthen
the consent you have
declared before the church.
And what God has joined together,
let no man put asunder.
I now declare you man and wife.
May I interrupt you for a moment?
I've thought about your proposal.
I must admit, it took me by surprise,
but if I'm being honest,
it filled me with excitement
and happiness, too.
But there is one thing I have
to discuss with you first.
Were you at the home
of Malcolm X the other night?
Yes. Yes, I was.
How did you know?
So those denunciations,
all those words you spoke
at the tribunal with Allah
as your witness, were lies?
Malcolm brought me to this mosque.
I wanted to tell him
about your proposal.
Why?
What does his word matter?
A man who slandered
the Dear Holy Apostle.
Because he's my friend,
like he was once yours.
I thought you were a woman
of integrity.
A woman of faith would not lie.
The truth is I don't hate Malcolm.
I don't despise him, and I don't
disagree with what he said.
You are a worthless piece of garbage.
I only thank Allah I was
informed of your treachery.
Get out of this office and
leave this mosque immediately.
I'm not sure if this pain I'm feeling
is because my heart is broken
or because you don't have one.
I'll pray for your soul
since it is so weak.
And I'll thank you for
making mine stronger,
because I know who I am
and what my worth is.
You don't deserve a woman like me.
Go back to Malcolm.
Traitors!
You will both pay!
I need to know if Bonanno's called
for a meeting of the families.
Yeah.
We're all going down to Coney Island
'cause it's closed.
We're gonna do the split on the dope.
My informant tells me
that Bonanno's planning
to wholesale the dope
without the help of the other families.
Who is this informant, huh?
The Corsican.
Oh, okay.
Bonanno's making his move.
You said that he's through
with the commission.
Nobody who goes to that meeting
is gonna come out alive, Frank.
Including you.
I gotta warn the families.
I wouldn't advise that.
If they cancel the meeting,
Bonanno will know that
his plan's been revealed
and he'll make another plan,
and if the family knows
that he wants them dead,
there's gonna be a war.
That's just a gift
to Robert Morgenthau.
Okay, so, what the fuck
am I supposed to do here?
I want you to call in sick, Frank.
Let me handle it.
Can't do that.
Frank, you're my friend.
I love you.
Just
sit this one out, all right?
What happened?
Oh.
I'm sorry, baby.
I tell ya, you gotta give
Bumpy Johnson credit for one thing.
3,000 kilos that's the most
we ever attempted to move
since Lucky Luciano and myself
created the connection in '46.
Sure you don't want one? Come on.
I had them open the stand for us.
- No, merci.
- Mm.
Hey, here it is.
You told me you were not gonna
share the shipment
with the other families.
I'm not.
Won't they try to kill you?
Not if I kill them first.
I suppose I should be prepared.
You're not gonna need that gun.
I'm afraid I do.
The gentleman from France decided
that he'd rather play with me.
So, we're all fucking here.
What are we supposed to do?
Go on a roller coaster?
What do you want us to do?
What do you think we're doing?
Yeah, we're waiting for Joe.
What is the fucking problem?
We're all here.
- We're waiting for Joe.
- I'm tired.
Hold on!
What the fuck?
Joe Bonanno's men are up there.
They got gunsights on each
and every one of you.
Go ahead, Joe.
Give them the good word.
Put down your fucking guns, now!
What is this? Huh?
I got a hair trigger on this pistol.
If anybody makes a move,
I'll kill Bonanno,
and his men kill all of you.
What's going on, Joe?
It wasn't a meeting of the families
to divide up all the dope.
Joe wanted it all for himself.
None of you were gonna
leave here alive.
I wanna hear it from him.
Is that right, Joe?
You killed my son.
I did fucking kill him, and I
shoulda fucking killed you, too!
Remember I told you
I was gonna make you a deal?
Joe is gonna retire.
He's gonna leave town for good.
I'll give you a nice piece
of the dope out of Marseille
just for a down payment.
What, you want me to put a down payment
on my own fucking dope?
Tell him, Joe.
That French moolinyan betrayed us.
He's with Bumpy now.
We lost our connection?
Yeah, you did.
And I didn't have to come
here and save your life
or save the lives of your friends.
You want the dope,
then give me the money.
What, you expect me
to partner up with you?
No.
I don't.
You have East Harlem,
but Harlem is mine.
If you think different,
then go ahead and fire that gun.
You know what's funny?
I swore an oath
with all these motherfuckers.
I don't trust any of 'em.
I take your offer.
It's time to get out of town, Joe.
You're not welcome in New York.
Quite honestly, I think
we should have this reappraised
before we put it up for sale.
I agree.
It's worth quite a bit more
than what we told
Brother Johnson it was worth.
Brothers.
Thank you for coming.
Hello, Brother Johnson.
I have here a certified check
for the full amount of the loan.
Paid in full.
But you said that you were
not gonna be able to
The Italians made
an arrangement with me.
They're gonna advance me
the $3.3 million.
It's all there.
Plus the commission of 6%
to launder the money.
We agreed to 12%.
No, we agreed to 6%,
which you jacked up
because of Robert Morgenthau's
investigation,
which is my concern,
not yours, so 6% it is.
Brother Johnson, I will not be
talked to in this manner.
So what you gonna do about it?
I think the Brothers would agree
that 6% is acceptable.
Absolutely agree. 6%.
Good. Good.
Let's, uh
Let me pour you guys a drink.
Please. Brittany, can you get
these gentlemen
whatever they would like, please?
Oh, Brittany
I'm drinking ginger ale these days.
- Nice bar.
- Thank you, Brother Johnson.