Godfather of Harlem (2019) s04e01 Episode Script
New Harlem
1
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
We seek the recognition and respect
granted to other human
beings in America.
But then you said you wanted to join
Malcolm's new organization.
You tried to kill him.
- You still have feelings for me.
- That's a lie.
Whoever controls the
heroin controls Harlem.
You're gonna have to buy from
me like every other motherfucker
in this town.
I'll need an executive assistant
to coordinate my affairs.
Who better than you?
I wanted to have a
little talk with you
about Malcolm El Shabazz.
The U.S. government trying to
intimidate me, even overseas.
That's not good.
It means I'm getting under their skin.
Call off this hit on Colombo.
I was lying about him
trying to fuck me.
There's nothing I can do.
When your father says,
"Take care of Colombo,"
I take care of Colombo!
[GUNSHOT FIRES]
Jesus fucking Christ!
I ran Harlem while he was away.
I provided protection for
his daughter when he asked,
and to thank me, he sends
the fuck-nuts Lombardi
to try and take me out.
Joe, you don't get it. It's about me.
You work with me, and
I'll give you a piece.
A good piece.
I'd like you to meet
Mr. Cyril DeGrasse Tyson.
I'm the new administrative
director at HARYOU,
and I'm afraid you're out.
[BUMPY] First the fuckin' UN,
now they blew up your goddamn house.
Let me protect you.
Brother Clyde thinks I hate Malcolm.
I have to play along if
I'm gonna learn anything.
I hear rumors that
you're helping Malcolm.
You told him to get
close with Malcolm,
to be an informant.
There's another shipment,
bigger than the one we had.
Come on, you and I let's handle it.
But things go well,
this time tomorrow,
we'll be back in control of Harlem.
If you wanna bail, I'll go this alone.
Fuck it, I'd rather be dead than
let Colombo take what's ours.
The Feds are coming here any minute.!
- I'm telling you right now!
- [SIRENS WAILING]
[MORGENTHAU] Take 'em down.
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
[LAUGHS] Did you see the
look on Columbo's face?
What if I stop selling narcotics?
- What would that look like?
- Ugly.
I mean, narcotics is the
backbone of your business.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
At least do this for me.
I won't carry a gun.
I cannot guarantee the
safety of this auditorium.
[GUNSHOT FIRES]
I promise you, Malcolm
one day, I'm gonna be the
man that you wanted me to be.
♪
[PROSECUTOR] Mrs. Shabazz,
you have testified that
you heard shots fired
at your husband, Malcolm X.
[BETTY] That's right.
I went to the floor.
Everybody did.
I was sheltering my babies.
They were crying.
I heard more shots screaming.
Everything was
[SIGHS]
I got up on the stage.
[SCREAMING, CRYING]
I tried to resuscitate him.
[VOICE BREAKING] I wanted
to make him breathe again.
But I couldn't.
I couldn't make him breathe.
And I remember crying out,
"Why? Why?"
Who were you saying
that to, Mrs. Shabazz?
I don't!
[EXHALES SHAKILY] I'm sorry.
It was all a blur.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
I remember Malcolm
his face
it was beautiful
like he was sleeping next to me,
like he always sleeps next to me.
[SNIFFLES]
A man was there with a gun, but
but I don't remember.
I couldn't see, I couldn't think.
My life was over.
My life is over.
How many men with guns
did you see that day
in the Audubon Ballroom?
Three men.
Would you please point
them out to the jury?
The court will note
that the witness has
identified the defendants.
And that man who was
on the stage near you,
the one with a gun whom
you said you knew
I never trusted him.
He wanted to make it look
like it was Malcolm's gun.
But Malcolm never had a gun.
No further questions, Your Honor.
All right. You may retire.
You killed him.
- [BETTY] You killed my husband.
- [GAVEL BANGS]
- Mrs. Shabazz.
- [SOBBING] They did it!
They killed my husband!
- [GAVEL BANGING]
- [JUDGE] Mrs. Shabazz.
You killed him! They did it!
They killed him!
[JUDGE] Bailiff, please escort
Mr. Shabazz from the courtroom.
They killed my husband!
They killed him!
[GAVEL BANGING]
Why did you kill him?!
[SOBBING HEAVILY]
[GALLERY MURMURING]
[THEME SONG PLAYING]
[CHOIR] Yeah ♪
Change ♪
Yeah ♪
[SWIZZ BEATZ] Open
up my window again ♪
Open up my window again ♪
I can hear death Calling my name ♪
I can hear death Calling again ♪
I swear to God, Things
ain't gon' change ♪
I swear to God, things
Ain't gon' change ♪
I keep a revolver With your name ♪
I keep a revolver with
Your name, just in case ♪
[RICK ROSS RAPPING] Lay on my
Back watching the ceiling fan ♪
I had a dream To touch a kilogram ♪
Still at odds With the Irish mob ♪
Rolls-Royce down
Malcolm X Boulevard ♪
Lord, these really
Out here preying on me ♪
Got the .40 on me
And His hand on me ♪
Snow-white mink Like
I'm Dutch Schultz ♪
Run the books and let me
show You how the numbers look ♪
You can't be lucky
Like you Luciano ♪
The kilos slammin'
Like they new pianos ♪
Fat Boy got the big body ♪
Coast to coast, I
can shoot product ♪
[SWIZZ BEATZ] Open
up my window again ♪
Open up my window again ♪
I can hear death Calling my name ♪
I can hear death Calling again ♪
I swear to God, Things
ain't gon' change ♪
I swear to God, things
ain't Gon' change ♪
I keep a revolver With your name ♪
I keep a revolver with
Your name, just in case ♪
[BAND PLAYING UPBEAT JAZZ]
♪
[HUMMING]
Sunny ♪
Yesterday my life
Was filled with rain ♪
Sunny ♪
You smiled at me And
really eased the pain ♪
Now the dark days are done ♪
And the bright days are here ♪
My sunny one Shines so sincere ♪
- Hey!
- [SINGER] Sunny one so true ♪
I love you ♪
Ooh, sunny ♪
Thank you for The sunshine bouquet ♪
Sunny ♪
[BAND FADES, SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[BAND RESUMES PLAYING]
[SINGER] And now I
feel ten feet tall ♪
Sunny, one so true ♪
I love you ♪
Oh, sunny, yeah ♪
Thank you for That
smile upon your face ♪
Sunny ♪
[LIVELY, INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
[BAND CONTINUES PLAYING IN DISTANCE]
♪
[CHUCKLES] Nothin' to see here, Bump.
My gamblin' days is done.
♪
There it is! [LAUGHS]
Bumpy! Hey.
You got a lot of fancy-schmancy
people here these days.
White people from downtown.
They like to dress up.
I can see that.
I gotta tell you, you know,
when you first told me you
were gonna stop selling dope,
I thought it was the
stupidest idea I ever heard.
But this is this is crazy.
You worried that Joe Colombo
got out of prison yesterday?
Maybe.
That's what I thought.
What are we gonna do?
We're gonna have to wait and see
how Colombo plays it.
Thirteen months in prison
don't put a guy in a good mood.
But if you don't want trouble,
you have to stay on my good side.
You're right, you're right. [CHUCKLES]
We're friends, aren't we?
You see that table over there?
I'm gonna go back to that table,
and I'm gonna break your fucking back.
- Good luck.
- I might need it.
Hey, Sammy, bottle of Johnny
Black for my friend here,
- Mr. Gigante.
- That's what I'm talkin' about.
That's what I'm talkin' about!
Let's go. Let's go. Come on.
I went to Chinatown ♪
Let's go! Let's go!
[APPLAUSE FADES]
[SEAGULLS CALLING]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
I don't understand
what came over Betty.
Don't know why she said those things.
Well, she knows I hated Malcolm once.
That was a long time ago.
What difference does it make, Elise?
I didn't protect him.
I couldn't stop it.
You did everything you could.
Elise, listen.
They've offered me a deal.
Fifteen years if I confess.
Fifteen years. For
something you didn't do?
The lawyers want me to take it.
Guess they think things ain't
going so well out there for me.
I've got 24 hours to decide.
Don't you dare take that deal, Omar.
That's not justice,
not for you or for Malcolm.
I went around the world with Malcolm.
The CIA was all over him in Egypt.
The FBI had him tapped.
There's more to this than just
the men who pulled the trigger.
Who was pulling the strings?
I'm gonna find out.
The people behind this are
gonna pay for it, not you.
[BUMPY] You see this, Miss Willa?
Not yet. You just
laid it on the table.
It's for phase II housing.
Yeah. But, Bumpy
I want my workers to live
some place clean, new,
with every convenience.
Yes, but, Bumpy
Of course, the new casino comes first.
We gotta generate money
if we want to expand.
The bank turned down your loan.
What the fuck you talkin' about?
Liberty Bank refused it.
I thought that was
already in the clear.
Me, too, but your friends at the bank
got vetoed by their board.
They said the risks are too big.
I'll go talk to them.
Bumpy, the truth is,
without the narcotics,
you're running a deficit.
For now. I'm just ramping up.
I'm out of the duji business.
Without that loan,
you may be out of business period.
[DOOR BELLS JINGLE, MAN
SINGING IN ITALIAN ON RADIO]
♪
How you doin'? How's everybody?
[LAUGHS] Joe! Nice to see you.
- Joe.
- [CHUCKLES]
- [GAMBINO] You got sprung, huh?
- Yeah. How'd that happen?
Good behavior.
♪
Lucky man.
Here's what I wanna know.
What the fuck are we gonna do
about one of our own, Mr. Gigante,
who teams up with a Black
guy to snitch on a boss
and put him behind
bars for over a year?
Says you.
You ask me, you gotta bring
the fuckin' hammer down.
What? Was he threatening
me? You threatening me?
Of course not. I ain't stupid.
Oh, but that protection does
not extend to Bumpy Johnson.
Oh, it extends, all right.
Bumpy's under my protection.
- Is that right?
- Yeah, that's right!
[LUCCHESE] Hey, gentlemen, gentlemen.
Gentlemen, listen to me.
We make a lot of money from this.
Let's move past it, all right, please?
I ain't sellin' my dope to this punk.
[SIGHS HEAVILY]
You cuttin' me out?
The fuck is this? Huh?
The fuck happened to
this thing of ours?
This cocksucker
he comes in here
he's hunting for my head.
♪
[CHAIR CREAKS]
It's right here. You want
it? Come and fuckin' take it.
I want my fuckin' dope, shithead.
You ain't gettin' it.
♪
[BUMPY] I so appreciate
you boys taking the time.
We always treasure these
moments with you, Bumpy.
Especially when you
don't give us a choice.
[CHUCKLES]
So, you'll reconsider the loan?
The bank and its board discussed it,
and it was a resounding no.
Unless
Their terms were outrageous,
- You'd never agree to it.
- I'd like to at least hear it.
Uh, could you put that thing away?
We don't wanna upset you.
Go on.
$3 million is a very large sum.
And the board has
reviewed the numbers.
They could conceivably grant the loan,
but only with sufficient collateral.
Sufficient collateral?
You'd have to put up every
single property you own.
Your renovated Geechee,
Bowery Lane holdings,
Palmetto Chemical, all
of your stocks and bonds,
- and
- Your apartment.
You want me to put up my family home?
The bank is simply asking
you to share the risk.
It's the best we can do, honestly.
Think about it.
You know where to find us.
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
♪
You keep sayin' you've
got Somethin' for me ♪
[SIGHS] Joe.
Can I come in?
Yeah, sure.
♪
Surprised to see me?
I heard you was out.
Oh, you did? That's funny.
I didn't hear from
you when I was inside.
I've been busy workin' for my dad.
So I heard, yeah.
Keepin' the books, things like that.
Oh, wow. Look at this.
You fixed the place up nice
since I got it for you.
Nice, nice. Must be some
cash comin' in, huh?
- What do you want, Joe?
- I don't know.
Maybe you can help me.
Oh, yeah? Why would I do that?
Because you owe me.
Is that what you think?
You know how this
bullshit began, Stella?
When you lied to your father
about me comin' on to you.
I should've put you down for that.
But did I?
No. I forgave.
Created a position for
you. I protected you.
What do you want from me, Joe?
So, your family controls the heroin,
but your father's blackballin' me.
- I need product.
- So talk to him.
Call a meet.
Anybody I send, they'll refuse.
Anybody but you.
What makes you think
he'll listen to me?
Don't play so dumb. All
right? I hear what I hear.
Just get me a sit-down
with your father, alone.
It's like I said, though, Stella.
You fucking owe me.
[DOOR SLAMS]
[UPBEAT MUSIC FADES]
Oh, you have real estate
in the Bronx you can sell.
[BUMPY] It won't bring enough.
If they'd asked for anything else
but I'm not gonna put
up our family home.
Well, I don't want you to
have to put Palmetto, either.
[SIGHS]
I mean, there is one thing I can try.
What's that?
Well, there's the Harlem
Revitalization Act.
Since the riots, the government's been
pouring lots of money
into rebuilding Harlem.
You think the government
would support me?
They should. This plan of yours
would do more to revitalize Harlem
than whatever they can cook up.
Cyril DeGrasse Tyson
is managing the fund.
That snake? He's the one who
got you kicked out of HARYOU.
Well, let's hope he wants to make up
- for that error in judgment.
- Yeah.
Congressman Powell can set
up a meeting, I'm sure.
Would help if he could join you.
I'm afraid he can't. He's in Bimini.
- He's on vacation, huh?
- No. Hiding out.
Seems his fellow
congressmen are trying
to have him censured for fraud.
- Serious?
- [SCOFFS]
I gotta talk to you privately.
What is it?
I ain't seein' no justice
in that courtroom,
for Omar or Malcolm.
I try to stay out of
courtrooms. You should, too.
Omar could spend the
rest of his life in jail.
Omar is getting what he deserves,
just like those other fuckers.
You know that's not
true. He's innocent!
I know you can do somethin'.
Fix a juror, buy that judge.
He plotted to kill Malcolm
when he was with Elijah.
Do you not remember that?
He changed sides. Malcolm forgave him.
That's Malcolm's mistake.
That fucker should rot in jail!
[EXHALES SHAKILY]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[HORN HONKING, DOG
BARKING IN DISTANCE]
Oh, yes. Huh?
[CHIN CHUCKLES]
[MAN SINGING IN ITALIAN ON RADIO]
Colombo came for a visit.
He asked for a sit-down,
just you and him.
- What the fuck?
- He wants to buy junk.
Well, tell him to go fuck himself.
That would be a mistake.
Let him suffer.
Dad, you're leavin'
money on the table
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
All right.
Get the guys outta here, would you?
Hey. Andiamo.
♪
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
What are you fuckin' doin'?
Huh? You contradictin' me
now in front of the men?
Word on the street
is I'm advisin' you,
- so why I gotta hide?
- It's not about hiding.
We have our thing
here. You're a woman.
Yeah. They're a bunch of idiots.
Who gives a shit what they think?
Jesus Christ, Stella. Come on.
They're men.
Right? They're men, and you're
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
you're you.
It's 1966, Dad. You know,
things are different now.
Since I started workin' for you,
you're makin' more money than ever.
What else I gotta do?
Ohh.
♪
This is crazy what's happenin' here.
This is This is crazy.
♪
I don't know.
♪
I guess
♪
I guess I just want
more from ya, you know?
What do you want?
Oh, you could settle down,
maybe give me a grandson.
♪
[SIGHS]
I'll let you know the
second I'm pregnant.
In the meantime,
please just think about
havin' this sit-down with Joe.
You know
there's a lot of money in it.
Will you think about it please, Dad?
[PROSECUTOR] Miss Johnson,
you admit you saw Omar Jones
with a gun in his hand,
yet you insist he was
not among the shooters.
Omar was there to protect Malcolm.
That's why he had a gun.
Now, is it true, Miss Johnson,
that you were in a romantic
relationship with Omar Jones?
That has nothing to do with
Yes or no, Miss Johnson?
Omar would have given
his life to save Malcolm.
- Miss Johnson
- I'm gonna say my piece!
What's happening here is not justice.
I don't know who was responsible
for Malcolm's murder,
- but it was not Omar Jones.
- [JUDGE] Miss Johnson.
The real killers are still out there.
[JUDGE] Miss Johnson, that's enough.
If you want the truth,
you should ask the CIA,
the FBI, the NYPD!
Miss Johnson, I'm warning you.
Do not force me to have you
removed from this courtroom.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[MURMURING INDISTINCTLY]
♪
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
Thank you so much
for seeing me, Cyril.
Congressman Powell is
a big fan of yours,
and he begged me to meet with you.
Begged. [CHUCKLES]
Well, I'm flattered.
I do miss playing a
role in our community,
and I I was thinking
maybe I still can.
- Oh, really?
- [MAYME] Yes.
Regarding the Harlem
Revitalization Program
you have millions of dollars
to spend now, don't you?
$14 million has been earmarked
for a new state office building.
Oh, well, of course,
that's a high-priority,
state office building.
Hmm.
[PLATES CLATTER, PAPER RUSTLES]
♪
What the hell is this?
A state office building is one thing,
but how about nice places
for people to live,
businesses for Harlemites to work in?
You mean gambling
casinos and whorehouses?
I don't think so.
Look, Cyril, no matter what you think,
my husband has done more for Harlem
than any government program.
And he is out of the
narcotics business.
Remind me to get him a medal.
What do you want from me, Mayme?
A government loan to
build the new Harlem.
[SCOFFS]
Bumpy Johnson has a criminal record.
He can't be alone in that, Cyril.
I'm sorry.
When it comes to criminals, Mayme,
the government seems to
only support white ones.
♪
[SIGHS]
[KNOCKS]
Joe.
How you doin', Stella?
[DRAWER SCRAPES OPEN, GLASSES CLINK]
Can I get you a drink?
I'm good.
I spoke to my father.
- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
It took a little convincing
but he'll sit with you.
All right.
I knew we could do business.
Not so fast.
He's still suspicious.
You want the narcotics,
I suggest you offer to
overpay in the beginning.
Then as profits come
in for the both of you,
I'll talk him down.
You'll talk him down?
You got some balls on you.
You're saying I should trust you?
I'm sayin' you're right.
We can do business.
I'm gonna need to meet
him in neutral territory.
You're gonna have to come to him.
No.
Bamonte's.
[TRAIN HORN BLOWS IN DISTANCE]
[UPBEAT PIANO JAZZ
PLAYING IN DISTANCE]
♪
Let me bum one of 'em cigs, man.
What the fuck do I look
like? A corner bodega?
Really? I'm your best fuckin' friend.
You won't gimme a cig?
Shit.
I'm trying to teach you self-reliance.
Nah, that ain't it.
- You're a cheap bastard.
- [CHUCKLES]
Ever since we got out
of the duji business,
you've been hoarding dollars
like an endangered species.
Hm.
Like my moms used to say,
go fuck yourself.
[MAN IN DISTANCE] Yeah,
man. This is legit, man.
All right now.
- You got my duji?
- Show me the money.
Shit.
- That what I think it is?
- What?
[MAN IN DISTANCE] Yeah,
yeah. We'll see you again.
Go. Get outta here.
[CHANCE] That's Rocco Fiorina.
- Shit.
- Mm!
That Genovese piece of
shit is pushing duji
in our territory?
- Motherfucker!
- Motherfucker.
- Shit.
- Motherfucker!
[CHIN] All right, here we go.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS,
MUSIC PLAYING]
[ROULETTE BALL CLATTERS]
All right, that's fine. It's rigged.
Black is your lucky color, I guess.
I guess, yeah. H-Hang
on a second, Bumpy.
Bumpy, hang on here. There
you go, doll. Have a ball.
Let me talk to you about somethin'.
Listen
I hear you're tryin' to
buy buildings in the area.
What of it?
Well, I just heard that the city
is givin' breaks to coloreds
who wanna invest in Harlem.
So?
So, you're expandin'.
I think that's a smart move.
You know, your instincts
are good. I know you.
You're buildin' somethin'
up, and I want in.
- I wanna be your partner.
- I can't do that.
What do you mean, you can't do it?
I do all kinds of shit for you.
I gave you the fuckin' dope to
sell without any interference.
Yeah, and I keep it
off your territory.
What I'm plannin' has
nothing to do with you,
and it doesn't involve
the Five Families.
Everything involves us.
[PETTIGREW] Bump.
We got a problem.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[CHANCE] Fuckin' guinea!
You don't sell no duji here!
[CHANCE GRUNTS, ROCCO GROANS]
What the fuck you think you're doin'?
Oh, you just made a big
fucking mistake, nigger.
You're a dead man. You know that?
I got Chin Gigante behind me.
Didn't I tell you
that these blocks were off limits?
Mr. Gigante?
- Didn't I?
- Mr. Gigante, I'm sorry.
[WHIMPERING] Oh, please.
Please, I made a mistake.
You know what friends do
for each other, Johnson?
Please, Mr. Gigante, please.
They do this.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]
♪
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
Thank you, Agent Goodman.
The court will now hear
the surveillance tape
from November 4, 1964,
recorded in the Newark,
New Jersey, tea room
of Nation of Islam Mosque number 25,
entered into evidence as
prosecution exhibit number 4764.
[BROTHER CLYDE] You can
be a great asset for us,
given all that you
learned about Malcolm.
[OMAR] That's why I came here.
I wanna help ensure
your plans will succeed.
I wanna be on the front lines
with you, Brother Clyde.
Because of your initial attempt,
I think it best you
remain behind the scenes.
You just said I'd make a great asset.
I can tell you where
Malcolm works, sleeps,
when his guards switch shifts.
- Which makes you a
- [TAPE RECORDER CLICKS OFF]
Now, Agent Goodman
That tape was a set-up, Judge!
Omar was tryin' to protect Malcolm.
- It's a lie!
- [JUDGE] Miss Johnson,
you will sit down and shut your mouth,
or I will charge you with contempt.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
We need to expand
our numbers business.
Move it to new territories.
Queens. Brooklyn.
Mnh-mnh. Bump, New York just
legalized the state lottery.
It's killing the
numbers, for everyone.
Damn, the government
more corrupt than anyone.
I know where we can make some
quick scratch to tie us over.
What's that?
Last night when Chin did that
wop in front of the Geechee,
I lifted this from
the trunk of his car.
Look at this.
We can cut this shit five
ways to hell, sell it.
It'll be enough for you to
start building your new Harlem.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
Maybe it's fate, Bump.
Shit. You want me to cut it up?
♪
No duji!
♪
[SIGHS]
W-What are we gonna do with it?
You bringin' this shit back to me?
Just keep it off my streets.
You could have sold it.
I would've never known.
I don't sell narcotics.
Yeah, but you need money to
build this thing of yours.
I do.
All right, well, I'll finance
the whole fuckin' thing.
You run it. It's 50/50.
[LAUGHS]
No.
What do you mean no?
It's a good fuckin' deal.
I've been working with the
Italian mob my entire life.
You don't have partners.
You have suckers.
Oh. Well, fuck you, too.
I knew you'd understand.
And you're welcome,
by the way friend.
[HORN HONKS IN DISTANCE]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Gentlemen.
I need your counsel.
What is it, chief?
[SCOFFS] Stella Gigante.
Acting like some kind of fuckin' boss.
Brokered a deal with Chin
for me to get the heroin.
That not a good thing?
Yeah, but this motherfucker
put me away for 13 months.
You think I can trust him?
Could be a setup.
- Fuck right it could.
- We need the junk, don't we?
Sure. But there are
other ways of gettin' it.
You know, I could buy it,
or I could just take it out
of Chin's cold, dead hands.
You understand?
Whack a boss? Dangerous.
It's fucking crazy, Joe.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
He's got to go, is what you're saying.
Yeah. And you're gonna
whack him at Bamonte's.
[SCOFFS] That ain't gonna be easy.
He's gonna be heavily guarded.
You just make sure that
waiter from Bamonte's
doesn't show up for work.
When he's on his way
in, you take him out.
[GASPS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[COLOMBO] Take his uniform
and take his place.
And when you take care of that,
I'll get Chin settled at the table.
Let him get comfortable.
Maybe have a glass of wine.
Then, when he thinks
we're about to order food,
you come up from behind,
put two in the back of his skull.
[CLAPS HANDS]
[ELISE] Thank you for
coming, Sister Sondra.
I don't know why I did.
Out of respect, I guess.
How I remember you when
you were in the Nation.
I need to ask you.
You know they played a tape in court.
Omar and your late husband.
I heard.
Elise
I suppose I shouldn't blame you.
♪
You're not your father.
You're not responsible
for what he's done.
Sister Sondra
You're not the one who
got me hooked on heroin.
You didn't kill my husband.
Your father did those things.
Not you.
And I have to remind myself that.
Sister Sondra, there is an injustice
happenin' in that courtroom.
I know that matters to you.
Of course justice matters to me.
I think you know Omar had nothing
to do with killing Malcolm,
and if you were to testify
I know no such thing.
My husband disappeared nearly a week
before Malcolm was killed.
Just before I lost him,
I heard him tell Omar
that Malcolm's death
would be against the wishes
of the dear Holy Messenger.
Omar refused to accept that.
Omar was lyin' in
order to save Malcolm.
He knew Brother Clyde had
firebombed Malcolm's house.
- He was afraid
- I'm sorry. I'm not
I'm not listening to this,
and I will not stand for it.
I'm sorry, Elise.
You've been so good to me.
You saved my life.
But I can't help you.
Sister Sondra, listen to me.
We're through here.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[SEAGULLS CALLING]
Jury's still out.
Waiting for them is almost
worse than serving time.
There's still hope, Omar.
I ain't got much of that left, Elise.
I shouldn't have told you not
to take that plea bargain.
No, don't blame yourself.
I never had it in me
to take that deal.
Now, I need you to
listen to me, Elise.
[CRYING]
You gotta know when
it's time to move on,
to get on with your life.
Mine's all done.
I'm gonna be inside from now on.
Here or somewhere.
No. [SNIFFLES]
I don't accept that.
There's justice waiting for you.
I know it for you and for Malcolm.
♪
I don't think so, Elise.
I don't think so.
You want justice? You
better give up on that.
Justice is far away.
You got a life to live.
You go out there,
and you keep doing the work
that Malcolm was doing.
You can still make things
better for our people.
I ain't gonna give up on justice.
I can't. Not today, not ever.
And don't you give up,
Omar. I won't let you.
Because this ain't over. You'll see.
I will find a way.
♪
[CRYING]
I promise you, I will find a way.
♪
Hey, get 'em ♪
Danger, danger ♪
Money on his head, targets ♪
Danger, danger ♪
Money on his head ♪
Murder on my mind, one at a time ♪
I don't give a fuck ♪
You can put him in the line ♪
He's a danger, danger ♪
Money on his head, targets ♪
Danger, danger ♪
Money on his head ♪
Murder on my mind ♪
Yes, one at a time ♪
I don't give a fuck ♪
You can put him ♪
I can put 'em on ♪
I'd rather get 'em gone ♪
I won't be satisfied Until
his body's in the morgue ♪
Talkin' to the feds ♪
Honey's in the bed ♪
All right, you stay here.
Put his money on his head ♪
Danger, danger ♪
Money on his head ♪
Danger, danger ♪
Money on his head ♪
Murder on my mind ♪
One at a time ♪
I don't give a fuck, You
can put him in the line ♪
♪
Yeah ♪
♪
[HORNS HONKS IN DISTANCE]
[COLOMBO] What the fuck is this?
Where the fuck is your father?
- He's at home.
- Is he coming?
No.
So, tell me, Joe
which of these guys are the hit men?
Is it the bartender?
The waiter? The busboy?
[SCOFFS]
The busboy?
[CLEARS THROAT]
You got one hell of an imagination.
Do I?
What did you think was gonna happen
after you kill the boss
of the Genovese family?
There would be a big shootout, but
what then?
You are way out of your league.
Am I?
♪
You came to me with a
business proposition.
I came through for you.
Why do you want to fuck all that up?
Do me a favor.
Remind me, Princess, just how the fuck
you came through for me, huh?
I went along with your plan
to overpay in the beginning
in order to gain trust.
But now he ain't fuckin' here.
And I'm sitting across from you,
who's accusin' me of tryin'
to fuckin' whack him.
I should whack him.
He put me in jail for a fuckin' year.
If you really wanna hurt him
♪
why don't you kill me?
That could be a good
revenge, for sure.
♪
Put that fuckin' thing away, Stella.
Yeah?
Yeah.
♪
[CLEARS THROAT]
This how you see yourself now?
A negotiator?
What, you come in peace? Is that it?
You were right about one thing, Joe.
I owe you.
I want to make good on that.
How?
My father will sell you heroin,
but he wants you to deal through me
because he don't trust you.
Oh, well, that figures.
But that wasn't the plan.
Well, that's what I got, Joe, so,
you want to make a deal or not?
Yeah, just so I'm clear,
whatever you and I work out,
you're telling me he's
gonna be okay with?
Yeah.
There's just one thing.
Well, what's that, I wonder?
I want a piece for myself.
Well, correct me if I'm wrong, but
[CLEARS THROAT] I'm
imagining you ain't gone over
this particular deal
point with your father.
[SIGHS]
It's a man's world, Joe, so
Girl can't be too careful.
She's gotta watch out for herself.
♪
- [MAN] Okay, bets are out.
- [BLOWS]
[MAN] Good luck, Pino!
Oh! Ah!
Yeah, all right, bring
it over, bring it over.
Place your bet.
There we go. There we go.
[BLOWS]
[MAN] Pino!
Again! Again! I can't be stopped.
- Winning streak?
- Oh, yeah, yeah.
Lady Luck has been
fuckin' my brains out.
[LAUGHTER]
All right, put it on
Pass. Let it ride.
- Bumpy, we gotta talk.
- Not right now.
Ah, come on. We gotta talk.
- Hey.
- Bumpy, we gotta go. We gotta talk.
There we go. There we go.
Oh, fuck. Fuckin'
I might've been a little
harsh about the 50/50 split.
Yeah, so I'm willin' to
do a 60/40 in your favor.
No.
Don't you see what I'm sayin' to you?
I'm sayin' that I
believe in you and
and what you're doing, and
I think it's gonna be big.
What about "no" don't you get?
Yeah, I don't get it.
After everything I done for you.
What's that, exactly?
I made you rich by
staying out of duji.
And you're alive because of me.
I whacked my associate so he'd
keep his shit off your street.
Right? I protect you from the bosses.
Otherwise, you wouldn't be alive.
- You're alive because of me!
- This ain't about you.
What I'm doing here is for me
and my people.
Black-owned, no partners.
Well, ain't that fuckin' racist.
Call it what you want.
I call it justice.
Justice, my ass!
You got that civil-rights
shit up in your head?
You gotta come off
your fuckin' high horse
and get back down here with us!
You and me. You and
me. No, I don't get it.
I didn't think you would.
I'm not askin' to just be a partner.
I'm telling you,
I want to build this thing with you.
My whole fuckin' life,
I've been dealin' with you guys.
Not by choice, but because I had to.
I'm not doing it anymore.
I don't give a fuck what you wanna do,
what you don't wanna do. Okay?
I'm not fuckin' askin'
you. I'm telling you.
You understand? You hear me now?
I'm tellin' you.
- So that's how it is.
- Yeah, that's how it is.
And you should know better
because nobody does
anything alone in our world.
Now, this is how it's gonna be.
You're gonna have me,
and you're gonna fuckin' pay me.
I'm sorry, Chin.
If you don't like
it, get the fuck out.
Get the fuck outta
here! There's the door.
Get out!
You're diggin' your own fuckin' grave.
♪
[CLERK] As to the
defendant Thomas Hayer,
have you agreed upon a verdict?
[FOREMAN] Yes, we have.
We find the defendant, Thomas Hayer,
guilty of murder in the first degree.
[CLERK] As to the
defendant Norman Butler,
have you agreed upon a verdict?
We find the defendant, Norman Butler,
guilty of murder in the first degree.
[CLERK] As to the
defendant Omar Jones,
have you agreed upon a verdict?
[FOREMAN] We find the
defendant, Omar Jones,
guilty of murder in the first degree.
[GALLERY MURMURING]
♪
[HORNS HONKING IN DISTANCE]
I wouldn't blame you if you
wanted something stronger
than a ginger ale.
Am I being delusional?
By selling duji, I
can make enough money
to rebuild Harlem.
Not wanting to poison
your community with drugs
isn't delusional.
Maybe it's just the grief talking.
[CHUCKLES]
Over Malcolm?
Or maybe my husband
is becoming the man
Malcolm inspired him to be.
♪
Sometimes
I feel like he's around me.
Like Like he's right there.
I know. Me, too.
- My love.
- Hmm?
Take Brother Dayton's offer.
That loan could ruin us
if things don't work out.
And what of it?
I'd live in a box with you.
I know you would. [CHUCKLES]
But I got others to think about.
Margaret, Elise.
You're building a casino.
Maybe it's time you
should gamble on yourself.
♪
[SHUDDERED BREATHING]
♪
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♪
We are all lonely here ♪
Just for a little while ♪
You remember When you were sick ♪
You were crippled
And you were lame ♪
I stood by your bedside ♪
Till you were On your feet again ♪
Oh, yes, I did, now ♪
I need you to hold My
little tremblin' hand ♪
I need you to just
Stand right back ♪
Oh, my, my, my, ooh ♪
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
We seek the recognition and respect
granted to other human
beings in America.
But then you said you wanted to join
Malcolm's new organization.
You tried to kill him.
- You still have feelings for me.
- That's a lie.
Whoever controls the
heroin controls Harlem.
You're gonna have to buy from
me like every other motherfucker
in this town.
I'll need an executive assistant
to coordinate my affairs.
Who better than you?
I wanted to have a
little talk with you
about Malcolm El Shabazz.
The U.S. government trying to
intimidate me, even overseas.
That's not good.
It means I'm getting under their skin.
Call off this hit on Colombo.
I was lying about him
trying to fuck me.
There's nothing I can do.
When your father says,
"Take care of Colombo,"
I take care of Colombo!
[GUNSHOT FIRES]
Jesus fucking Christ!
I ran Harlem while he was away.
I provided protection for
his daughter when he asked,
and to thank me, he sends
the fuck-nuts Lombardi
to try and take me out.
Joe, you don't get it. It's about me.
You work with me, and
I'll give you a piece.
A good piece.
I'd like you to meet
Mr. Cyril DeGrasse Tyson.
I'm the new administrative
director at HARYOU,
and I'm afraid you're out.
[BUMPY] First the fuckin' UN,
now they blew up your goddamn house.
Let me protect you.
Brother Clyde thinks I hate Malcolm.
I have to play along if
I'm gonna learn anything.
I hear rumors that
you're helping Malcolm.
You told him to get
close with Malcolm,
to be an informant.
There's another shipment,
bigger than the one we had.
Come on, you and I let's handle it.
But things go well,
this time tomorrow,
we'll be back in control of Harlem.
If you wanna bail, I'll go this alone.
Fuck it, I'd rather be dead than
let Colombo take what's ours.
The Feds are coming here any minute.!
- I'm telling you right now!
- [SIRENS WAILING]
[MORGENTHAU] Take 'em down.
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
[LAUGHS] Did you see the
look on Columbo's face?
What if I stop selling narcotics?
- What would that look like?
- Ugly.
I mean, narcotics is the
backbone of your business.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
At least do this for me.
I won't carry a gun.
I cannot guarantee the
safety of this auditorium.
[GUNSHOT FIRES]
I promise you, Malcolm
one day, I'm gonna be the
man that you wanted me to be.
♪
[PROSECUTOR] Mrs. Shabazz,
you have testified that
you heard shots fired
at your husband, Malcolm X.
[BETTY] That's right.
I went to the floor.
Everybody did.
I was sheltering my babies.
They were crying.
I heard more shots screaming.
Everything was
[SIGHS]
I got up on the stage.
[SCREAMING, CRYING]
I tried to resuscitate him.
[VOICE BREAKING] I wanted
to make him breathe again.
But I couldn't.
I couldn't make him breathe.
And I remember crying out,
"Why? Why?"
Who were you saying
that to, Mrs. Shabazz?
I don't!
[EXHALES SHAKILY] I'm sorry.
It was all a blur.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
I remember Malcolm
his face
it was beautiful
like he was sleeping next to me,
like he always sleeps next to me.
[SNIFFLES]
A man was there with a gun, but
but I don't remember.
I couldn't see, I couldn't think.
My life was over.
My life is over.
How many men with guns
did you see that day
in the Audubon Ballroom?
Three men.
Would you please point
them out to the jury?
The court will note
that the witness has
identified the defendants.
And that man who was
on the stage near you,
the one with a gun whom
you said you knew
I never trusted him.
He wanted to make it look
like it was Malcolm's gun.
But Malcolm never had a gun.
No further questions, Your Honor.
All right. You may retire.
You killed him.
- [BETTY] You killed my husband.
- [GAVEL BANGS]
- Mrs. Shabazz.
- [SOBBING] They did it!
They killed my husband!
- [GAVEL BANGING]
- [JUDGE] Mrs. Shabazz.
You killed him! They did it!
They killed him!
[JUDGE] Bailiff, please escort
Mr. Shabazz from the courtroom.
They killed my husband!
They killed him!
[GAVEL BANGING]
Why did you kill him?!
[SOBBING HEAVILY]
[GALLERY MURMURING]
[THEME SONG PLAYING]
[CHOIR] Yeah ♪
Change ♪
Yeah ♪
[SWIZZ BEATZ] Open
up my window again ♪
Open up my window again ♪
I can hear death Calling my name ♪
I can hear death Calling again ♪
I swear to God, Things
ain't gon' change ♪
I swear to God, things
Ain't gon' change ♪
I keep a revolver With your name ♪
I keep a revolver with
Your name, just in case ♪
[RICK ROSS RAPPING] Lay on my
Back watching the ceiling fan ♪
I had a dream To touch a kilogram ♪
Still at odds With the Irish mob ♪
Rolls-Royce down
Malcolm X Boulevard ♪
Lord, these really
Out here preying on me ♪
Got the .40 on me
And His hand on me ♪
Snow-white mink Like
I'm Dutch Schultz ♪
Run the books and let me
show You how the numbers look ♪
You can't be lucky
Like you Luciano ♪
The kilos slammin'
Like they new pianos ♪
Fat Boy got the big body ♪
Coast to coast, I
can shoot product ♪
[SWIZZ BEATZ] Open
up my window again ♪
Open up my window again ♪
I can hear death Calling my name ♪
I can hear death Calling again ♪
I swear to God, Things
ain't gon' change ♪
I swear to God, things
ain't Gon' change ♪
I keep a revolver With your name ♪
I keep a revolver with
Your name, just in case ♪
[BAND PLAYING UPBEAT JAZZ]
♪
[HUMMING]
Sunny ♪
Yesterday my life
Was filled with rain ♪
Sunny ♪
You smiled at me And
really eased the pain ♪
Now the dark days are done ♪
And the bright days are here ♪
My sunny one Shines so sincere ♪
- Hey!
- [SINGER] Sunny one so true ♪
I love you ♪
Ooh, sunny ♪
Thank you for The sunshine bouquet ♪
Sunny ♪
[BAND FADES, SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[BAND RESUMES PLAYING]
[SINGER] And now I
feel ten feet tall ♪
Sunny, one so true ♪
I love you ♪
Oh, sunny, yeah ♪
Thank you for That
smile upon your face ♪
Sunny ♪
[LIVELY, INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
[BAND CONTINUES PLAYING IN DISTANCE]
♪
[CHUCKLES] Nothin' to see here, Bump.
My gamblin' days is done.
♪
There it is! [LAUGHS]
Bumpy! Hey.
You got a lot of fancy-schmancy
people here these days.
White people from downtown.
They like to dress up.
I can see that.
I gotta tell you, you know,
when you first told me you
were gonna stop selling dope,
I thought it was the
stupidest idea I ever heard.
But this is this is crazy.
You worried that Joe Colombo
got out of prison yesterday?
Maybe.
That's what I thought.
What are we gonna do?
We're gonna have to wait and see
how Colombo plays it.
Thirteen months in prison
don't put a guy in a good mood.
But if you don't want trouble,
you have to stay on my good side.
You're right, you're right. [CHUCKLES]
We're friends, aren't we?
You see that table over there?
I'm gonna go back to that table,
and I'm gonna break your fucking back.
- Good luck.
- I might need it.
Hey, Sammy, bottle of Johnny
Black for my friend here,
- Mr. Gigante.
- That's what I'm talkin' about.
That's what I'm talkin' about!
Let's go. Let's go. Come on.
I went to Chinatown ♪
Let's go! Let's go!
[APPLAUSE FADES]
[SEAGULLS CALLING]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
I don't understand
what came over Betty.
Don't know why she said those things.
Well, she knows I hated Malcolm once.
That was a long time ago.
What difference does it make, Elise?
I didn't protect him.
I couldn't stop it.
You did everything you could.
Elise, listen.
They've offered me a deal.
Fifteen years if I confess.
Fifteen years. For
something you didn't do?
The lawyers want me to take it.
Guess they think things ain't
going so well out there for me.
I've got 24 hours to decide.
Don't you dare take that deal, Omar.
That's not justice,
not for you or for Malcolm.
I went around the world with Malcolm.
The CIA was all over him in Egypt.
The FBI had him tapped.
There's more to this than just
the men who pulled the trigger.
Who was pulling the strings?
I'm gonna find out.
The people behind this are
gonna pay for it, not you.
[BUMPY] You see this, Miss Willa?
Not yet. You just
laid it on the table.
It's for phase II housing.
Yeah. But, Bumpy
I want my workers to live
some place clean, new,
with every convenience.
Yes, but, Bumpy
Of course, the new casino comes first.
We gotta generate money
if we want to expand.
The bank turned down your loan.
What the fuck you talkin' about?
Liberty Bank refused it.
I thought that was
already in the clear.
Me, too, but your friends at the bank
got vetoed by their board.
They said the risks are too big.
I'll go talk to them.
Bumpy, the truth is,
without the narcotics,
you're running a deficit.
For now. I'm just ramping up.
I'm out of the duji business.
Without that loan,
you may be out of business period.
[DOOR BELLS JINGLE, MAN
SINGING IN ITALIAN ON RADIO]
♪
How you doin'? How's everybody?
[LAUGHS] Joe! Nice to see you.
- Joe.
- [CHUCKLES]
- [GAMBINO] You got sprung, huh?
- Yeah. How'd that happen?
Good behavior.
♪
Lucky man.
Here's what I wanna know.
What the fuck are we gonna do
about one of our own, Mr. Gigante,
who teams up with a Black
guy to snitch on a boss
and put him behind
bars for over a year?
Says you.
You ask me, you gotta bring
the fuckin' hammer down.
What? Was he threatening
me? You threatening me?
Of course not. I ain't stupid.
Oh, but that protection does
not extend to Bumpy Johnson.
Oh, it extends, all right.
Bumpy's under my protection.
- Is that right?
- Yeah, that's right!
[LUCCHESE] Hey, gentlemen, gentlemen.
Gentlemen, listen to me.
We make a lot of money from this.
Let's move past it, all right, please?
I ain't sellin' my dope to this punk.
[SIGHS HEAVILY]
You cuttin' me out?
The fuck is this? Huh?
The fuck happened to
this thing of ours?
This cocksucker
he comes in here
he's hunting for my head.
♪
[CHAIR CREAKS]
It's right here. You want
it? Come and fuckin' take it.
I want my fuckin' dope, shithead.
You ain't gettin' it.
♪
[BUMPY] I so appreciate
you boys taking the time.
We always treasure these
moments with you, Bumpy.
Especially when you
don't give us a choice.
[CHUCKLES]
So, you'll reconsider the loan?
The bank and its board discussed it,
and it was a resounding no.
Unless
Their terms were outrageous,
- You'd never agree to it.
- I'd like to at least hear it.
Uh, could you put that thing away?
We don't wanna upset you.
Go on.
$3 million is a very large sum.
And the board has
reviewed the numbers.
They could conceivably grant the loan,
but only with sufficient collateral.
Sufficient collateral?
You'd have to put up every
single property you own.
Your renovated Geechee,
Bowery Lane holdings,
Palmetto Chemical, all
of your stocks and bonds,
- and
- Your apartment.
You want me to put up my family home?
The bank is simply asking
you to share the risk.
It's the best we can do, honestly.
Think about it.
You know where to find us.
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
♪
You keep sayin' you've
got Somethin' for me ♪
[SIGHS] Joe.
Can I come in?
Yeah, sure.
♪
Surprised to see me?
I heard you was out.
Oh, you did? That's funny.
I didn't hear from
you when I was inside.
I've been busy workin' for my dad.
So I heard, yeah.
Keepin' the books, things like that.
Oh, wow. Look at this.
You fixed the place up nice
since I got it for you.
Nice, nice. Must be some
cash comin' in, huh?
- What do you want, Joe?
- I don't know.
Maybe you can help me.
Oh, yeah? Why would I do that?
Because you owe me.
Is that what you think?
You know how this
bullshit began, Stella?
When you lied to your father
about me comin' on to you.
I should've put you down for that.
But did I?
No. I forgave.
Created a position for
you. I protected you.
What do you want from me, Joe?
So, your family controls the heroin,
but your father's blackballin' me.
- I need product.
- So talk to him.
Call a meet.
Anybody I send, they'll refuse.
Anybody but you.
What makes you think
he'll listen to me?
Don't play so dumb. All
right? I hear what I hear.
Just get me a sit-down
with your father, alone.
It's like I said, though, Stella.
You fucking owe me.
[DOOR SLAMS]
[UPBEAT MUSIC FADES]
Oh, you have real estate
in the Bronx you can sell.
[BUMPY] It won't bring enough.
If they'd asked for anything else
but I'm not gonna put
up our family home.
Well, I don't want you to
have to put Palmetto, either.
[SIGHS]
I mean, there is one thing I can try.
What's that?
Well, there's the Harlem
Revitalization Act.
Since the riots, the government's been
pouring lots of money
into rebuilding Harlem.
You think the government
would support me?
They should. This plan of yours
would do more to revitalize Harlem
than whatever they can cook up.
Cyril DeGrasse Tyson
is managing the fund.
That snake? He's the one who
got you kicked out of HARYOU.
Well, let's hope he wants to make up
- for that error in judgment.
- Yeah.
Congressman Powell can set
up a meeting, I'm sure.
Would help if he could join you.
I'm afraid he can't. He's in Bimini.
- He's on vacation, huh?
- No. Hiding out.
Seems his fellow
congressmen are trying
to have him censured for fraud.
- Serious?
- [SCOFFS]
I gotta talk to you privately.
What is it?
I ain't seein' no justice
in that courtroom,
for Omar or Malcolm.
I try to stay out of
courtrooms. You should, too.
Omar could spend the
rest of his life in jail.
Omar is getting what he deserves,
just like those other fuckers.
You know that's not
true. He's innocent!
I know you can do somethin'.
Fix a juror, buy that judge.
He plotted to kill Malcolm
when he was with Elijah.
Do you not remember that?
He changed sides. Malcolm forgave him.
That's Malcolm's mistake.
That fucker should rot in jail!
[EXHALES SHAKILY]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[HORN HONKING, DOG
BARKING IN DISTANCE]
Oh, yes. Huh?
[CHIN CHUCKLES]
[MAN SINGING IN ITALIAN ON RADIO]
Colombo came for a visit.
He asked for a sit-down,
just you and him.
- What the fuck?
- He wants to buy junk.
Well, tell him to go fuck himself.
That would be a mistake.
Let him suffer.
Dad, you're leavin'
money on the table
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
All right.
Get the guys outta here, would you?
Hey. Andiamo.
♪
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
What are you fuckin' doin'?
Huh? You contradictin' me
now in front of the men?
Word on the street
is I'm advisin' you,
- so why I gotta hide?
- It's not about hiding.
We have our thing
here. You're a woman.
Yeah. They're a bunch of idiots.
Who gives a shit what they think?
Jesus Christ, Stella. Come on.
They're men.
Right? They're men, and you're
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
you're you.
It's 1966, Dad. You know,
things are different now.
Since I started workin' for you,
you're makin' more money than ever.
What else I gotta do?
Ohh.
♪
This is crazy what's happenin' here.
This is This is crazy.
♪
I don't know.
♪
I guess
♪
I guess I just want
more from ya, you know?
What do you want?
Oh, you could settle down,
maybe give me a grandson.
♪
[SIGHS]
I'll let you know the
second I'm pregnant.
In the meantime,
please just think about
havin' this sit-down with Joe.
You know
there's a lot of money in it.
Will you think about it please, Dad?
[PROSECUTOR] Miss Johnson,
you admit you saw Omar Jones
with a gun in his hand,
yet you insist he was
not among the shooters.
Omar was there to protect Malcolm.
That's why he had a gun.
Now, is it true, Miss Johnson,
that you were in a romantic
relationship with Omar Jones?
That has nothing to do with
Yes or no, Miss Johnson?
Omar would have given
his life to save Malcolm.
- Miss Johnson
- I'm gonna say my piece!
What's happening here is not justice.
I don't know who was responsible
for Malcolm's murder,
- but it was not Omar Jones.
- [JUDGE] Miss Johnson.
The real killers are still out there.
[JUDGE] Miss Johnson, that's enough.
If you want the truth,
you should ask the CIA,
the FBI, the NYPD!
Miss Johnson, I'm warning you.
Do not force me to have you
removed from this courtroom.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[MURMURING INDISTINCTLY]
♪
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
Thank you so much
for seeing me, Cyril.
Congressman Powell is
a big fan of yours,
and he begged me to meet with you.
Begged. [CHUCKLES]
Well, I'm flattered.
I do miss playing a
role in our community,
and I I was thinking
maybe I still can.
- Oh, really?
- [MAYME] Yes.
Regarding the Harlem
Revitalization Program
you have millions of dollars
to spend now, don't you?
$14 million has been earmarked
for a new state office building.
Oh, well, of course,
that's a high-priority,
state office building.
Hmm.
[PLATES CLATTER, PAPER RUSTLES]
♪
What the hell is this?
A state office building is one thing,
but how about nice places
for people to live,
businesses for Harlemites to work in?
You mean gambling
casinos and whorehouses?
I don't think so.
Look, Cyril, no matter what you think,
my husband has done more for Harlem
than any government program.
And he is out of the
narcotics business.
Remind me to get him a medal.
What do you want from me, Mayme?
A government loan to
build the new Harlem.
[SCOFFS]
Bumpy Johnson has a criminal record.
He can't be alone in that, Cyril.
I'm sorry.
When it comes to criminals, Mayme,
the government seems to
only support white ones.
♪
[SIGHS]
[KNOCKS]
Joe.
How you doin', Stella?
[DRAWER SCRAPES OPEN, GLASSES CLINK]
Can I get you a drink?
I'm good.
I spoke to my father.
- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
It took a little convincing
but he'll sit with you.
All right.
I knew we could do business.
Not so fast.
He's still suspicious.
You want the narcotics,
I suggest you offer to
overpay in the beginning.
Then as profits come
in for the both of you,
I'll talk him down.
You'll talk him down?
You got some balls on you.
You're saying I should trust you?
I'm sayin' you're right.
We can do business.
I'm gonna need to meet
him in neutral territory.
You're gonna have to come to him.
No.
Bamonte's.
[TRAIN HORN BLOWS IN DISTANCE]
[UPBEAT PIANO JAZZ
PLAYING IN DISTANCE]
♪
Let me bum one of 'em cigs, man.
What the fuck do I look
like? A corner bodega?
Really? I'm your best fuckin' friend.
You won't gimme a cig?
Shit.
I'm trying to teach you self-reliance.
Nah, that ain't it.
- You're a cheap bastard.
- [CHUCKLES]
Ever since we got out
of the duji business,
you've been hoarding dollars
like an endangered species.
Hm.
Like my moms used to say,
go fuck yourself.
[MAN IN DISTANCE] Yeah,
man. This is legit, man.
All right now.
- You got my duji?
- Show me the money.
Shit.
- That what I think it is?
- What?
[MAN IN DISTANCE] Yeah,
yeah. We'll see you again.
Go. Get outta here.
[CHANCE] That's Rocco Fiorina.
- Shit.
- Mm!
That Genovese piece of
shit is pushing duji
in our territory?
- Motherfucker!
- Motherfucker.
- Shit.
- Motherfucker!
[CHIN] All right, here we go.
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS,
MUSIC PLAYING]
[ROULETTE BALL CLATTERS]
All right, that's fine. It's rigged.
Black is your lucky color, I guess.
I guess, yeah. H-Hang
on a second, Bumpy.
Bumpy, hang on here. There
you go, doll. Have a ball.
Let me talk to you about somethin'.
Listen
I hear you're tryin' to
buy buildings in the area.
What of it?
Well, I just heard that the city
is givin' breaks to coloreds
who wanna invest in Harlem.
So?
So, you're expandin'.
I think that's a smart move.
You know, your instincts
are good. I know you.
You're buildin' somethin'
up, and I want in.
- I wanna be your partner.
- I can't do that.
What do you mean, you can't do it?
I do all kinds of shit for you.
I gave you the fuckin' dope to
sell without any interference.
Yeah, and I keep it
off your territory.
What I'm plannin' has
nothing to do with you,
and it doesn't involve
the Five Families.
Everything involves us.
[PETTIGREW] Bump.
We got a problem.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[CHANCE] Fuckin' guinea!
You don't sell no duji here!
[CHANCE GRUNTS, ROCCO GROANS]
What the fuck you think you're doin'?
Oh, you just made a big
fucking mistake, nigger.
You're a dead man. You know that?
I got Chin Gigante behind me.
Didn't I tell you
that these blocks were off limits?
Mr. Gigante?
- Didn't I?
- Mr. Gigante, I'm sorry.
[WHIMPERING] Oh, please.
Please, I made a mistake.
You know what friends do
for each other, Johnson?
Please, Mr. Gigante, please.
They do this.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]
♪
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
Thank you, Agent Goodman.
The court will now hear
the surveillance tape
from November 4, 1964,
recorded in the Newark,
New Jersey, tea room
of Nation of Islam Mosque number 25,
entered into evidence as
prosecution exhibit number 4764.
[BROTHER CLYDE] You can
be a great asset for us,
given all that you
learned about Malcolm.
[OMAR] That's why I came here.
I wanna help ensure
your plans will succeed.
I wanna be on the front lines
with you, Brother Clyde.
Because of your initial attempt,
I think it best you
remain behind the scenes.
You just said I'd make a great asset.
I can tell you where
Malcolm works, sleeps,
when his guards switch shifts.
- Which makes you a
- [TAPE RECORDER CLICKS OFF]
Now, Agent Goodman
That tape was a set-up, Judge!
Omar was tryin' to protect Malcolm.
- It's a lie!
- [JUDGE] Miss Johnson,
you will sit down and shut your mouth,
or I will charge you with contempt.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
We need to expand
our numbers business.
Move it to new territories.
Queens. Brooklyn.
Mnh-mnh. Bump, New York just
legalized the state lottery.
It's killing the
numbers, for everyone.
Damn, the government
more corrupt than anyone.
I know where we can make some
quick scratch to tie us over.
What's that?
Last night when Chin did that
wop in front of the Geechee,
I lifted this from
the trunk of his car.
Look at this.
We can cut this shit five
ways to hell, sell it.
It'll be enough for you to
start building your new Harlem.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
Maybe it's fate, Bump.
Shit. You want me to cut it up?
♪
No duji!
♪
[SIGHS]
W-What are we gonna do with it?
You bringin' this shit back to me?
Just keep it off my streets.
You could have sold it.
I would've never known.
I don't sell narcotics.
Yeah, but you need money to
build this thing of yours.
I do.
All right, well, I'll finance
the whole fuckin' thing.
You run it. It's 50/50.
[LAUGHS]
No.
What do you mean no?
It's a good fuckin' deal.
I've been working with the
Italian mob my entire life.
You don't have partners.
You have suckers.
Oh. Well, fuck you, too.
I knew you'd understand.
And you're welcome,
by the way friend.
[HORN HONKS IN DISTANCE]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Gentlemen.
I need your counsel.
What is it, chief?
[SCOFFS] Stella Gigante.
Acting like some kind of fuckin' boss.
Brokered a deal with Chin
for me to get the heroin.
That not a good thing?
Yeah, but this motherfucker
put me away for 13 months.
You think I can trust him?
Could be a setup.
- Fuck right it could.
- We need the junk, don't we?
Sure. But there are
other ways of gettin' it.
You know, I could buy it,
or I could just take it out
of Chin's cold, dead hands.
You understand?
Whack a boss? Dangerous.
It's fucking crazy, Joe.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
He's got to go, is what you're saying.
Yeah. And you're gonna
whack him at Bamonte's.
[SCOFFS] That ain't gonna be easy.
He's gonna be heavily guarded.
You just make sure that
waiter from Bamonte's
doesn't show up for work.
When he's on his way
in, you take him out.
[GASPS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[COLOMBO] Take his uniform
and take his place.
And when you take care of that,
I'll get Chin settled at the table.
Let him get comfortable.
Maybe have a glass of wine.
Then, when he thinks
we're about to order food,
you come up from behind,
put two in the back of his skull.
[CLAPS HANDS]
[ELISE] Thank you for
coming, Sister Sondra.
I don't know why I did.
Out of respect, I guess.
How I remember you when
you were in the Nation.
I need to ask you.
You know they played a tape in court.
Omar and your late husband.
I heard.
Elise
I suppose I shouldn't blame you.
♪
You're not your father.
You're not responsible
for what he's done.
Sister Sondra
You're not the one who
got me hooked on heroin.
You didn't kill my husband.
Your father did those things.
Not you.
And I have to remind myself that.
Sister Sondra, there is an injustice
happenin' in that courtroom.
I know that matters to you.
Of course justice matters to me.
I think you know Omar had nothing
to do with killing Malcolm,
and if you were to testify
I know no such thing.
My husband disappeared nearly a week
before Malcolm was killed.
Just before I lost him,
I heard him tell Omar
that Malcolm's death
would be against the wishes
of the dear Holy Messenger.
Omar refused to accept that.
Omar was lyin' in
order to save Malcolm.
He knew Brother Clyde had
firebombed Malcolm's house.
- He was afraid
- I'm sorry. I'm not
I'm not listening to this,
and I will not stand for it.
I'm sorry, Elise.
You've been so good to me.
You saved my life.
But I can't help you.
Sister Sondra, listen to me.
We're through here.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[SEAGULLS CALLING]
Jury's still out.
Waiting for them is almost
worse than serving time.
There's still hope, Omar.
I ain't got much of that left, Elise.
I shouldn't have told you not
to take that plea bargain.
No, don't blame yourself.
I never had it in me
to take that deal.
Now, I need you to
listen to me, Elise.
[CRYING]
You gotta know when
it's time to move on,
to get on with your life.
Mine's all done.
I'm gonna be inside from now on.
Here or somewhere.
No. [SNIFFLES]
I don't accept that.
There's justice waiting for you.
I know it for you and for Malcolm.
♪
I don't think so, Elise.
I don't think so.
You want justice? You
better give up on that.
Justice is far away.
You got a life to live.
You go out there,
and you keep doing the work
that Malcolm was doing.
You can still make things
better for our people.
I ain't gonna give up on justice.
I can't. Not today, not ever.
And don't you give up,
Omar. I won't let you.
Because this ain't over. You'll see.
I will find a way.
♪
[CRYING]
I promise you, I will find a way.
♪
Hey, get 'em ♪
Danger, danger ♪
Money on his head, targets ♪
Danger, danger ♪
Money on his head ♪
Murder on my mind, one at a time ♪
I don't give a fuck ♪
You can put him in the line ♪
He's a danger, danger ♪
Money on his head, targets ♪
Danger, danger ♪
Money on his head ♪
Murder on my mind ♪
Yes, one at a time ♪
I don't give a fuck ♪
You can put him ♪
I can put 'em on ♪
I'd rather get 'em gone ♪
I won't be satisfied Until
his body's in the morgue ♪
Talkin' to the feds ♪
Honey's in the bed ♪
All right, you stay here.
Put his money on his head ♪
Danger, danger ♪
Money on his head ♪
Danger, danger ♪
Money on his head ♪
Murder on my mind ♪
One at a time ♪
I don't give a fuck, You
can put him in the line ♪
♪
Yeah ♪
♪
[HORNS HONKS IN DISTANCE]
[COLOMBO] What the fuck is this?
Where the fuck is your father?
- He's at home.
- Is he coming?
No.
So, tell me, Joe
which of these guys are the hit men?
Is it the bartender?
The waiter? The busboy?
[SCOFFS]
The busboy?
[CLEARS THROAT]
You got one hell of an imagination.
Do I?
What did you think was gonna happen
after you kill the boss
of the Genovese family?
There would be a big shootout, but
what then?
You are way out of your league.
Am I?
♪
You came to me with a
business proposition.
I came through for you.
Why do you want to fuck all that up?
Do me a favor.
Remind me, Princess, just how the fuck
you came through for me, huh?
I went along with your plan
to overpay in the beginning
in order to gain trust.
But now he ain't fuckin' here.
And I'm sitting across from you,
who's accusin' me of tryin'
to fuckin' whack him.
I should whack him.
He put me in jail for a fuckin' year.
If you really wanna hurt him
♪
why don't you kill me?
That could be a good
revenge, for sure.
♪
Put that fuckin' thing away, Stella.
Yeah?
Yeah.
♪
[CLEARS THROAT]
This how you see yourself now?
A negotiator?
What, you come in peace? Is that it?
You were right about one thing, Joe.
I owe you.
I want to make good on that.
How?
My father will sell you heroin,
but he wants you to deal through me
because he don't trust you.
Oh, well, that figures.
But that wasn't the plan.
Well, that's what I got, Joe, so,
you want to make a deal or not?
Yeah, just so I'm clear,
whatever you and I work out,
you're telling me he's
gonna be okay with?
Yeah.
There's just one thing.
Well, what's that, I wonder?
I want a piece for myself.
Well, correct me if I'm wrong, but
[CLEARS THROAT] I'm
imagining you ain't gone over
this particular deal
point with your father.
[SIGHS]
It's a man's world, Joe, so
Girl can't be too careful.
She's gotta watch out for herself.
♪
- [MAN] Okay, bets are out.
- [BLOWS]
[MAN] Good luck, Pino!
Oh! Ah!
Yeah, all right, bring
it over, bring it over.
Place your bet.
There we go. There we go.
[BLOWS]
[MAN] Pino!
Again! Again! I can't be stopped.
- Winning streak?
- Oh, yeah, yeah.
Lady Luck has been
fuckin' my brains out.
[LAUGHTER]
All right, put it on
Pass. Let it ride.
- Bumpy, we gotta talk.
- Not right now.
Ah, come on. We gotta talk.
- Hey.
- Bumpy, we gotta go. We gotta talk.
There we go. There we go.
Oh, fuck. Fuckin'
I might've been a little
harsh about the 50/50 split.
Yeah, so I'm willin' to
do a 60/40 in your favor.
No.
Don't you see what I'm sayin' to you?
I'm sayin' that I
believe in you and
and what you're doing, and
I think it's gonna be big.
What about "no" don't you get?
Yeah, I don't get it.
After everything I done for you.
What's that, exactly?
I made you rich by
staying out of duji.
And you're alive because of me.
I whacked my associate so he'd
keep his shit off your street.
Right? I protect you from the bosses.
Otherwise, you wouldn't be alive.
- You're alive because of me!
- This ain't about you.
What I'm doing here is for me
and my people.
Black-owned, no partners.
Well, ain't that fuckin' racist.
Call it what you want.
I call it justice.
Justice, my ass!
You got that civil-rights
shit up in your head?
You gotta come off
your fuckin' high horse
and get back down here with us!
You and me. You and
me. No, I don't get it.
I didn't think you would.
I'm not askin' to just be a partner.
I'm telling you,
I want to build this thing with you.
My whole fuckin' life,
I've been dealin' with you guys.
Not by choice, but because I had to.
I'm not doing it anymore.
I don't give a fuck what you wanna do,
what you don't wanna do. Okay?
I'm not fuckin' askin'
you. I'm telling you.
You understand? You hear me now?
I'm tellin' you.
- So that's how it is.
- Yeah, that's how it is.
And you should know better
because nobody does
anything alone in our world.
Now, this is how it's gonna be.
You're gonna have me,
and you're gonna fuckin' pay me.
I'm sorry, Chin.
If you don't like
it, get the fuck out.
Get the fuck outta
here! There's the door.
Get out!
You're diggin' your own fuckin' grave.
♪
[CLERK] As to the
defendant Thomas Hayer,
have you agreed upon a verdict?
[FOREMAN] Yes, we have.
We find the defendant, Thomas Hayer,
guilty of murder in the first degree.
[CLERK] As to the
defendant Norman Butler,
have you agreed upon a verdict?
We find the defendant, Norman Butler,
guilty of murder in the first degree.
[CLERK] As to the
defendant Omar Jones,
have you agreed upon a verdict?
[FOREMAN] We find the
defendant, Omar Jones,
guilty of murder in the first degree.
[GALLERY MURMURING]
♪
[HORNS HONKING IN DISTANCE]
I wouldn't blame you if you
wanted something stronger
than a ginger ale.
Am I being delusional?
By selling duji, I
can make enough money
to rebuild Harlem.
Not wanting to poison
your community with drugs
isn't delusional.
Maybe it's just the grief talking.
[CHUCKLES]
Over Malcolm?
Or maybe my husband
is becoming the man
Malcolm inspired him to be.
♪
Sometimes
I feel like he's around me.
Like Like he's right there.
I know. Me, too.
- My love.
- Hmm?
Take Brother Dayton's offer.
That loan could ruin us
if things don't work out.
And what of it?
I'd live in a box with you.
I know you would. [CHUCKLES]
But I got others to think about.
Margaret, Elise.
You're building a casino.
Maybe it's time you
should gamble on yourself.
♪
[SHUDDERED BREATHING]
♪
sync & corrections by awaqeded
♪
We are all lonely here ♪
Just for a little while ♪
You remember When you were sick ♪
You were crippled
And you were lame ♪
I stood by your bedside ♪
Till you were On your feet again ♪
Oh, yes, I did, now ♪
I need you to hold My
little tremblin' hand ♪
I need you to just
Stand right back ♪
Oh, my, my, my, ooh ♪