All language subtitles for Godfather of Harlem S04E07 1080p x265-ELiTE[EZTVx.to].mkv

I left you breathing

so that you could keep
me one step ahead.

How come we got to hear
about this all secondhand?

That's just gonna get
you a shallow grave

on the eastern parkway, you hear me?

I don't know, frank, you
in biz with all these Italians,

you playing with fire.

Shit!

- Did a good piece of work.
- You almost got me killed.

It's a risky business.

You think I'd dime you
over fucking ledgers?!

But I can't leave room for no error.

Joe Colombo.

But there's no active
investigation against him.

Care to explain?

The New York fine arts board

is a very influential group of people.

I imagine that's why you're
trying so hard to get on it.

I am trying to get on
it to help black artists

get the recognition they deserve.

If you're gonna keep
hanging ot with these militants,

you're not gonna be
welcome at the house.

So, you agree with
the panthers' mission,

but you don't want me to be a part of it

'cause I might get hurt.

I can't have this around Margaret.

You think there's room for
me to crash here a while?

I don't see why not.

- You got a son?
- Rodney.

Chewed him up in basic training,

spit him out into the big muddy.

- Fuck!
- Bumpy, you all right?

- Whoa, whoa.
- Shit.

Hey! Hey, talk to me, bumpy.

Mr. Johnson, you've
had a minor heart attack.

I figured Colombo would
send your sorry ass.

The real enemy is not
our fellow black man,

but the system that pits
us against each other.

Get out.

Thank you all for coming

to the groundbreaking for club St. Clair,

Harlem's new culture
and entertainment center.

Together, we're building

a new Harlem renaissance,
prosperous and vibrant,

where our legacy is defined
by both individual achievements

and solidarity.

The future of Harlem... Is us.

Thank you, and
welcome to club St. Clair.

Monique?

Look at you, girl.

Shit!

On the come up!

Look at this chain, girl.

It was a gift. Frankie
here, he treat me right.

- I'll be back, all right?
- Okay.

I'll say, may me, this
is all quite impressive.

I sourced everything from artists

based right here in Harlem.

So... eclectic.

Mayme, your...
Extensive knowledge of art

is one reason why we'd
like you to join our board.

Thank you. I am honored.

Well, I'll put you in
touch with my girl Friday

to arrange the paperwork...
And the payment of dues.

Dues?

Just a one-time fee of a hundred.

A hundred... $100,000... Sweetheart.

Look at this fucking clown.

Guy thinks he's the
fucking king of Harlem.

He's definitely moving
junk for somebody.

The question is who.

Mr. J.

You sounded aces up there.

I apologize if me coming
in stepped on your speech.

- It's all right.
- Yeah.

I mean, I got to say, this place?

Real nice. You done good.

Looks like you done good, too.

I'm gon' be good.

Yeah, you see, I'm a fighter.

I'm gon' fight for what's mine.

- You know what I'm saying?
- I can guess.

No duji in the club, all right?

I ain't here for that, man.

I ain't here to sell nothin'.

I'm just here to celebrate you. That's it.

You got a new coat.

Yeah, yeah. Chinchilla.

You like that?

Know what chinchilla is?

Some kind of fox.

Chinchilla is a rodent.

Ooh, Frankie.

I think I'm-a keep you.

I'm gon' keep you.

- You are?
- I'm-a hold you real tight.

Okay.

- Go on, get in this car.
- Don't keep me waiting now.

- Get you on home.
- And then what?

Hey, man, Lucas.

Slim Lou.

That damn coat.

Ain't nobody tell you
it's summertime, man?

You out here swinging pelt?

- Yeah.
- Go ahead with your bad self.

Somebody got to do it.
But I got to take off, man.

You be safe. You know
how these streets is.

Come on, you ain't... you
ain't got no time for your boys?

You see what's in
that car. Come on, now.

Man, I guess I ain't
as pretty as her, man.

Monique!

Whoever done this shit gon' fucking pay!

No, fuck that! You know who did it?

Who did it? Who was it?!

Look, we don't know who it was.

Bullshit! I think you're lying to me.

Some Italian heads gon' roll for this shit.

You gon' feel my pain.

Somehow they found out

that you were selling
our dope out of state.

I wonder how that fucking happened.

Yeah, I was making more
money selling those kilos

than you ever had in your fucking life.

That's right, but the other families,

they wanted that dope for themselves.

We've been shorting them.

And they come after me for it?!

Maybe 'cause they seen
you strutting around town

like a fuzzy fucking peacock.

This is your fault.

- Fuck you!
- Fuck you!

- I'll cut your...
- All right, calm the fuck down,

the both of you.

This is what's gonna happen.

Frank, until we know who's behind this,

we're gonna have to cut you off.

How the fuck you mean, cut me off?

Means you're on your own.

The genovese family want
nothing more to do with you.

Until we find out what's going on

with the other families. I'm sorry, frank.

I'm really sorry about your girl.

Thought that explosion would
keep folks away from the club.

You know what they say.

There's no such thing as bad publicity.

Who's winning?

I am.

Who's losing?

That'd be me, too.

You got it going both ways?

At the end, we all lose.

Thinking about your mortality?

Having had a heart attack

makes a man think about a lot of things

what comes before, what comes after.

You're the king of Harlem, bumpy.

The crown lies heavy on your head.

Who the fuck is it?

Landlord.

What you want?

Got a pipe leaking in the bathroom.

What the hell you talking about?

Who sent you?

Who the fuck sent you?

Fuck!

Why the fuck you let him in here?

He was gonna kill me.

Please, please.

I never seen him before, I swear.

Please, I swear. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's rent money.

Either you know how
to get rid of a dead body,

or you should go ahead and
get the fuck outta here now.

Go on, get!

I don't understand.

How does frank Lucas survive
a car bomb and a hit man?

No one's got a clue.

- Yeah?
- Yep. Streets are silent.

Interesting.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, hey. What the fuck?!

Keep your hands where I can see them.

What are you doing?

- You got a warrant, for what?
- There he is.

Mr. Colombo, you have
numerous code violations here, so...

You wanna see my paperwork?

I got permits, approvals,
whatever you want.

Yes, I seem to have found
this in your office, actually,

this, certificate to operate.

- Yeah, it's legitimate.
- It looks legitimate.

What the fuck?

You have unsafe working conditions.

- Bullshit!
- Illegal dumping of scrap metal.

- Bullshit.
- Selling stolen car parts.

Bullshit! You guys have
been on my ass for months

for this, for that, for nothing.

And you've been on a kill crazy spree

since you got out of jail.

So, I'll continue to be on your ass

until I can solve the murders
of Mickey cam panel la,

Earl Brantley, and others.

You're gonna hear from my lawyer.

Lock it up, boys.

All right. Let's go, boys.

All right, close it up.

Come on.

All right, we'll be back.

Mom, you okay?

Just taking it in.

I wanna make something
like that one day.

And that is why I wanna
join the fine arts board,

to help showcase Harlem artists,

which someday could be you.

What's wrong with
keeping the work here?

Art that's for us, by us.

When did you grow up on me?

Come.

You can feel her pain.

Her voice, silenced.

These artists, which
someday could be you,

they deserve to be
seen by the entire world,

not just by us.

So what's stopping you?

From joining the board?

Money.

How much?

A queen's ransom.

Can't you just go to daddy?

Your father's business
is barely off the ground.

Well, it seems like it's going well.

Yes, but he's got
partnerships, bills, obligations.

The early days of a business are,

you know, they're a sensitive time.

I don't wanna tap his dream
before it finds its rhythm.

So, your dream has to stay on hold?

No.

No, I guess it doesn't.

Darling, when you get older,

whatever it is you wanna do,

you make sure you don't
need a man to make it happen.

You hear me, sweetheart?

Look at this.

How they made me out like?

And look at bumpy and the other prick.

Like fucking kings of England.

Isn't this kind of publicity
frowned upon by your associates?

Fuck them.

Point is, I look like a criminal.

Maybe that's why the
FBI is singling you out.

They could lay charges on
any junkyard in New York City.

They chose yours.

Yeah, this fucking Ada,

he's all over my ass like
I'm some sort of finocch.

I had to break into my own office!

You got to make it stop.

They're harassing you

because they don't have anything else.

I have seen this time and time again.

The law has it in for Italians.

So, what do we do about it?

Well, not much can be done legally.

But, regarding the Ada Mr. Pike,

perhaps you have other
methods of pushing back?

You gonna charge me for this advice?

Thanks for seeing me.

I'm always interested
how a cackalacky boy

is making it in the big city.

I'm still breathing.

For now, but that can change.

Del, the man just lost someone.

That said, next time

I hope they try to kill
you somewhere else.

Yeah.

Them Italians.

You know just like how I know,
they ain't good for black folk.

You finally realize that?

Look... I know I done
made a lot of mistakes.

Been making a lot of wrong choices.

But I'm gon' learn from them.

Can't learn shit if you're dead.

Or just a damn fool.

Pettigrew, chance.

Let's hear the boy out.

So, I figure...

Since I done got schooled by the Italians,

hell, by you...

Maybe I done learned enough
to come work under you.

You want to work for me?

And I'm gon' be honest with you.

I don't really got nowhere else to go.

So... Yeah, I'm asking you.

You don't wanna work for me.

You want me to protect you.

Well, that come along with
working with you, don't it?

What's wrong with that?

There's one problem.

I don't trust you.

And nothing you've done
so far has impressed me.

Maybe...

Give me one more chance.

Yeah, I think I could change your mind.

I don't think you can.

Good luck, frank.

You're gon' fuckin' need it.

This man has humbled himself.

That's one thing I can respect.

Goodbye, frank.

Best of luck.

Listen up, everyone.

All right, now, come on.

I read in the paper
that your old man's club

had a hell of an opening.

You go?

I'm not for all that bougie shit.

Right on.

Where's sadiq?

The meeting's about to start.

Your son?

I feel like I don't even hardly know him.

Rodney's moms used to
keep me away from him.

She didn't like my influence.

I'm too political.

How often did you get to see him?

Me and rod, we'd see
each other on the sly.

I taught him how to fix cars.

That's what he's doing in nam.

Vehicle maintenance.

You must be so proud.

Of Rodney? Hell, yeah.

But my boy... he like us.

He'd rather be fighting
for black folk here at home.

He ain't got no quarrel with no Vietcong.

So, what have you been
saying to rod in your letters?

I ain't never been much for words.

Well, it's a good thing I am.

What, you gonna help me write him?

Sure.

But not now. We have a meeting.

Well, all right.

Thanks.

We should go.

You know how afeni
gets when you're late.

Mrs. Johnson, we can't
possibly fulfill your request

for a loan of $100,000.

I'm well aware that women
typically need their father

or husband to act as cosigner.

We've never made a loan to any woman.

I can offer collateral that
more than covers the amount.

The jewelry my husband
has given me over the years

is worth more than that amount.

And once ellsworth's
club starts raking it in,

and all indications are very promising.

Mrs. Johnson, this isn't a pawnshop.

It's a bank.

Bumpy's up to his neck in debt.
He could default any day now.

We're very sorry, Mrs. Johnson.

The answer's no.

You've gotten millions of
dollars from the government

to revitalize Harlem, have you not?

Yes, that's true. What of it?

Well, I am trying to
revitalize artistic culture

for the people in this community

a community that includes you.

Think about that.

We don't have to think about that.

The answer's no.

This is quite the
collection, Mrs. Johnson.

I reckon there's a story
behind every stone.

How much?

This jewelry here your
husband gave you?

Guess life ain't all glitz
and glam at the new club.

Just tell me what it's worth.

Respectfully, I can't take any of this.

Well, this is Michel painés.

Especially the painés.

I can't afford to pay you
what any of this is worth.

And my customers sure can't neither.

Well, what do you recommend?

Go on down to 44th street.

Wright's diamonds & gems.

They buy tons of this stuff.

Rich white folk eat it up.

- Okay, then.
- All right.

Any word yet on who tryin' to do me in?

No. But word on the street is
there's ten grand on your head.

They came into my fucking home.

What am I supposed to do?

I think you should leave town.

And go where?

I don't know, but just
don't stay here in Harlem.

So, you're telling me you
can't do nothing for me?

Look, I'll keep my ear to the ground,

but the other families, they
ain't exactly open with me.

They've been jealous of our success.

And they don't like that a
woman's running things.

Yeah, well, that don't too much help me.

Look, frank, you've been a great earner.

The idea to branch out and sell in Philly,

it almost doubled our profits.

You're good at this.

When you decided to show off,

you put a target on
your back... and mine.

Damn.

Is what it is.

My pops always says that
when a man's showing off,

he's masking his insecurity.

Maybe you should think on that.

Insecurity?

I've been looking over
my shoulder my whole life.

See, we're from two different worlds.

I don't expect you to understand that.

But when you come from nothin',

sometimes you just
wanna know what it feel like

to have somethin'.

Still... you need to get
out of New York City.

I don't do too much running or hiding.

I know, but you're smart.

Good luck, frank.

Way I see it, a man in
charge of his own luck.

Good luck with that, too.

Bets! Thank the lord.

I found her wandering
around over by the gas station.

That's not a safe
place for a kid all alone.

I was so worried when
she didn't get off the bus.

Thank you so much.

Don't thank me, ma'am.

Thank Joe Colombo.

It was the strangest thing.

This man came by. He
said he found Elizabeth

wandering over by the gas station.

The gas station?

I'm just so relieved she's safe.

Apparently, we're to thank Joe Colombo.

Honey, lock all the doors.
Don't leave the house.

I'm gonna send some
men over, all right? Okay.

Put your arm into it, honey.

Hey, baby. Long day?

You could say that.

Margaret, something you want to share?

No, darling. Everything's fine.

Margaret, why don't you keep
on mashing those potatoes?

Mama needs a ton of
money to join the art board.

Margaret.

How come you didn't just ask me?

You have enough on
your plate, ellsworth.

How much we talking?

- 100 grand.
- That's more than our mortgage.

I could damn near buy
lenox terrace for that.

That's what it costs, daddy.

Keep mashing.

Those white so-and-sos
should be begging

to have you on that board,

not trying to extort you out
of my hard-earned money.

All charitable boards require
a financial commitment.

That's why I didn't bother you with it.

You or your hard-earned money.

- Mama, I think the chicken...
- I didn't mean it like that.

So, how did you mean it?

Those ladies are a bunch of
pretentious downtown socialites

with vapid causes.

You have spent months
courting white downtown swells,

and me joining an arts board

to promote black art is vapid?

- I support what you're doing.
- Mama, I think the

why do you want to spend a fortune

buying a seat at a table
that they didn't set for you?

- Mama, the...
- and what are you doing?

Kowtowing to Italians. I
have always supported you.

I'd like you to do the same for me.

Mama, I... my money's all
tied up in knots right now.

I just need a minute.

I am well aware of your
obligations, ellsworth,

which is why, again, I
didn't bother you with this.

Mama, the chicken is burning.

God.

Just, forget about it.

I'm gonna go talk to your mother.

"Dear Rodney, I'm so proud of you."

Well, hold up. Don't write that.

Why?

'Cause he ain't gonna believe it.

I wasn't really there for him
when he was coming up, so...

Sadiq, your son is across
the world fighting a war,

and you're fighting a war here at home.

If this letter is the only
thing you get to say,

what do you wanna say?

"Son."

"I'm so damn proud of you."

What else?

Well, then say... Say something like...

Damn, I don't know. I ain't

I ain't never been good
at, like, expressing stuff.

Do you wanna say,

"I wish we could have
spent more time together"?

Yeah. Yeah. Can you say that?

"I wish we could have spent more time."

Okay.

So, what's next?

Maybe something like.

"I never told you all
the things I should have

when you were little about how I feel."

Yeah.

Can you write that?

"And when you come home, I'll tell you."

That's beautiful, Elise.

That's exactly what I wanna say.

I don't know if you
know much about these,

but, this is real nice.

It's worth at least $1,000.

Ooh-whee. It is a beauty.

Come on, now. I told you.

It's real nice.

Still, I can't give you much for it.

You know, I mean, ain't no buyers

for shit like this around here.

All right, well, look, I don't need much.

I just need enough to
get a bus ticket on home.

Getting the hell out of here.

Yeah? You hightailing it? Why?

That ain't too much your business, is it?

Yeah.

How much for the damn coat, now?

A bunch of big-ticket items
coming through here today.

You know, I guess
folks are going through

some hard times, see?

Yep.

You won't believe this,

but bumpy Johnson's wife, may me,

was in my shop today trying
to pawn her valuable jewelry.

Had to send her way downtown.

Why you telling me this?

You say downtown?

Where?

Nah, I can't tell you that.

Why not?

That's privileged information.

I mean, my transactions
are held in strict confidence.

How much for the damn address?

You know...

My wife, she tells me I'm
a terrible businessman.

- And she's right, you see.
- Now, look.

Either we can come to an agreement

about this here address,

or I can go about getting
it a whole different way.

I'm gon' leave that up to you.

You know... This coat would do nicely.

Anyway, after we dropped the
kid off, we get a civics lesson.

On the radio, the
blacks on some program

talking about their rights and shit.

Some real enlightening stuff.

Yeah, we're a minority
group, too, you know?

I mean, we're cut out of legit society,

and then we're punished
every time we find a workaround.

What the hell is that? The fucking cops?

Hey, hey, listen. Don't react.

You hear me? Stay calm.

What the fuck?

Good morning, gentlemen.

How you doing?

What seems to be the problem, officer?

You got a broken taillight.

A broken taillight?

Really?

Yeah, all right. Thanks for the heads-up.

You got a headlight out, too.

Step out of the car.

So, what's the matter, you boys short

on fucking money for
lunch or something?

That's a message from pike.

Stay the fuck away from his family.

Yeah, all right, listen,
hey, I got a message

for you to take back to the Ada.

Tell Jonathan pike to
suck my fat fucking...

All right, that's enough.

You have a nice day.

The next order of business

approvals for new members.

Mayme, we've had
some... Developments.

Yes, in the processing
of your application,

which may complicate moving
forward with you on our board.

Complicate how?

Well, you see, my husband

of course, all this is irrelevant

if the more pressing
matter of dues isn't satisfied.

And unfortunately, the
deadline is... I have the money.

Cash.

Very nice.

Well, in that case...

Mayme, we'd like to
officially extend a position

on the board of the New
York fine arts museum.

That's... thank you.

I am thrilled, Alice.

Alice, shouldn't we discuss

may me, the concern
Ginny is referring to

is the issue of your
husband and his past.

Certainly, that doesn't reflect
well on the museum's reputation.

My husband is a well-respected
businessman in Harlem.

He's quite a bit more
than that, wouldn't you say?

Why should my husband's past
have any bearing on my future?

Aren't we women with our
own reputations and ambitions?

That we are.

Which is why there's
an easy way around this.

Mayme, we'll list you in our roll

as "miss may me hatcher."

But hatcher is my maiden name.

I put my marriage on the line to be here.

Miss hatcher...

We'd be delighted to have
you on the board with us.

But, of course, it's your decision.

Joe. Vinnie.

Two macallans.

I don't get it, you know?

You got gambling, you got
girls, who knows what else?

And cops, they give you a pass.

So, I get pinched, and
you sit here untouched.

I pay for my peace.

And some of that goes to you.

I mean, look, good for you,

as a black man, your success.

Me, I'm over here, I got to
sweat fucking parking tickets.

What do your problems
have to do with my success?

Well, I'm just saying, the blacks,

they get everything they
want handed to them,

no offense, you know.

Me, I get squeezed like a fucking grape.

- That's an injustice.
- Yeah.

You think my people get
everything that they want?

Well, all right, maybe
not every little thing,

but a lot of things.

How many of your civilians
are being murdered by cops?

I'm just saying, you can't say

that I don't experience
prejudice, too, a lot.

You wanna complain?

Go march the fuck on Washington.

Come on, vin.

Hey, you know what?

You got a point,
Johnson. I'll give you that.

Fuckin' idiots.

Guess you can take the day off?

We got a call about your alarm system.

Some kind of problem with it.

Sure like to check it out.

Okay. Yeah. Follow me.

Well, this... this is it over here.

But I'm surprised, 'cause we really

haven't had any issues wi... open it up.

Go on, now. You deaf?

You got to go a whole lot faster.

I'm trying.

There it is.

Go on, scoop out all that jewelry

you hauled in this week
and put it in that bag.

Hey, don't be no hero.

Put your fucking hands down!

Okay, okay.

- Act natural.
- Okay.

Business as usual.

Stop, thief!

That bag.

I got your wife's jewelry in that bag.

You took a bullet getting this for me?

Bump, he probably got a
whole squad on his tail, too.

Yeah, this motherfucker's trouble.

He came all the way up
here with a bullet in his gut.

Now, help the doctor.

- What do you need me to do?
- Pressure right here.

- Right here?
- Yeah.

He's lost a lot of blood,
but he'll be all right.

Pressure here.

You still want my protection?

Hell, I could sure use it.

Why'd you do it?

Steal my wife's jewelry back?

I don't know.

Feel like I need to
prove somethin' to you.

I don't wanna run no more.

My daddy done ran his whole life.

Well, you're a damn
mess, you know that?

But you got something.

And if you can learn
better to fight your enemies,

you'll quit fighting yourself.

I'll be back.

Babe.

What's wrong?

I've done a terrible thing.

What? Selling your
jewelry to get on the board

with those white ladies?

I did.

Everything's all right. It's okay.

I got it back.

From frank Lucas, no less.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

Dear daddy...

It's hard for me to feel this
distance between us again.

It feels like every time
we get a little closer,

an ocean opens up between us,

and we're back where we started.

You and I are trying to do the same thing

honor Malcolm's memory
by helping black folks out

of the oppression they
suffer in their own community.

Pawns, they go first.

They the weak ones.

They're the smallest, yeah.

Even if you don't like how I'm fighting,

can you just be proud of me for trying?

Ladies and gentlemen, today
marks a huge step forward,

a new beginning.

- Yes, sir.
- That's right.

Today, the Italian American
community stands proud...

- That's right.
- Yes, sir.

And determined to fight injustices.

We have watched the negro community

fight valiantly for their civil rights.

Is this a fucking joke?

I tell you, their courage...

What the fuck is he doing?

And their determination has inspired us.

Good. That was smart.

This game is like the streets.

You got to think three,
four moves ahead.

New York City and
federal law enforcement

have unfairly targeted, marginalized,

and persecuted the Italian
American community,

chief among them

assistant district attorney Jonathan pike.

- You son of a bitch.
- They have falsely labeled us

as criminals and gangsters... What is it?

Deputy director is on line one.

Our families, our children.

Checkmate.

The pawn goes first.

But the most important thing
to remember about the game

is to play every piece as if it's family.

I miss you, daddy.

And I hope one day
we can fight together.

And now as Italian Americans,

we, too, must fight for
our rights and our dignity.

- Yes.
- Yes, sir.

There is no such thing as the mafia.

We are not criminals.

We ask only to be defined by our actions,

our integrity, and our unity!

Stay off Joe Colombo.

He's making us look bad.

Understood.

Well, just...

We'll find some other
way to take him down.

Come on, let's do another one. Set it up.