All language subtitles for Godfather.Of.Harlem.S04E10.engl

[Bumpy] Colombo, he's making moves.

I see that cocksucker on TV every day,
talking about this, uh,

- civil rights bullshit.
- He's making a play for Harlem.

Help me stop Colombo
before none of us can.

I'm taking Harlem.
The ports, the cops, the unions.

It's all coming under my control.

You're saying that I should marry you
and join this insanity?

[Colombo] Every king needs a queen.

I won't join the military
if I can join the Panthers.

Do I get one?

Sorry, youngblood. You just joined up.

Give me the money you took,
or give me my club back.

Oh, you were born to deal drugs.

There's no partnership to be had, Joe.
And I ain't gonna deal doojie for you.

When there's an obstacle in the way,
you remove the obstacle.

You suggesting I whack a boss?

This benefits both of us.

That's why I'm giving you a license
to whack this guy.

[Nat] We got nothing right now, Bump.

No doojie, no St. Clair,
no money, nothing!

[Frank] You ought to show some respect.

I've had enough of your sucking up
and your betrayals!

Relax.

Fuck you too.

I need someone else to vouch
for me if this goes sideways.

[Bonanno] Let's whack Colombo.

[applause]

- [Nat] Joe Colombo?
- Yeah.

- We need to talk.
- Talk about what?

A partnership between you and me.

What I need to know

is why would you betray a man
who's been your boss for so many years?

Especially while we're in the middle
of a fucking war.

It don't make sense to me.

I've known Bumpy a long time.

Never seen him like this.

Way I see it, he's betrayed me.

How so?

By giving up the only thing
that put money in my pocket, the doojie.

Which lead to you
taking over the St. Clair.

Now it's obvious.
You're the man gonna control Harlem.

[clears throat]
You're not very loyal, are you?

[sighs] In case you didn't notice, uh,

it's chaos out there
in the streets right now.

The morgue is full of bodies.

Black and Italian.

And as long as there's a chance you might
get popped at any second

walking around Harlem,

I know for goddamn sure we ain't
gonna be making any money.

So, no. It ain't about loyalty.

It's about survival.

So what the fuck is it
you think you can do for me?

You guys stand out in Harlem.

Not me. I know the neighborhood.

The Reapers, the Chancellors,
the Copians. All the street gangs.

Let me tell them you wanna put
all this tit for tat bullshit behind us.

That you wanna go back to making money
in the best way possible

not with war, but with order.

You're gonna take over Harlem,

you're gonna need someone like me
to help you.

[chuckles] I see.

So you'll be like the new Bumpy Johnson.

Call it that if you will.

[clicks tongue, sighs]

How do I know that I can trust you?

That you're not some mole he sent
in here just to fuck me up.

I'm risking my neck to be here.

If you wanna kill Bumpy Johnson,
you're gonna have to trust me.

- [chuckling]
- [♪ "Dry Your Eyes" plays on speakers]

It's been too long since we all
got together for breakfast.

I've missed it. I miss being at home.

Then come back.

Mmm.

[chuckles]

[chuckles]

You see the news?

Oh, Ellsworth, don't show them that.

- Your mother is a miracle worker…
- Hmm.

…getting Capote and Baldwin
together like that.

- Aw. [chuckling] You look so beautiful.
- [Mayme] Mmm.

- [Elise] Very impressive.
- Hmm.

They must love you on that museum board.

[Mayme] Well, there's still work to do.

They've asked me to put together
an exhibit featuring Black artists.

Wow. You deserve it.

Especially after
all that butt-kissin' you did.

- [gasps, laughs]
- [Mayme, chuckling] Margaret.

[Delia] Hope y'all hungry.

Starving. Thank you.

How's Jerome?

Better he's with the Panthers
than in Vietnam.

Though if I had my druthers,
he'd join a sewing class.

[all chuckle]

[♪ "Dry Your Eyes" continues]

What you lookin' at?

What kind of cop going to eat
at a joint like this here?

'Cause they get to eat for free

and leave a five-cent tip
if the waitress is lucky.

That ain't no cop.

[gun shots]

♪ Wipe those tears from your eyes ♪

♪ So long ♪

♪ Mother's gotta go now ♪

[song ends]

[ ♪ "Just in Case" 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 wit' your name ♪

♪ I keep a revolver wit' your name
Just in case ♪

[Rick Ross] ♪ 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 it's staying 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 come in like they new pianos ♪

♪ Fat boy got the big body ♪

♪ Coast to coast, I could shoot product ♪

[Swizz Beatz] ♪ Open up my window again ♪

[choir] ♪ Yeah ♪

- ♪ Open up my window again ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

- ♪ I can hear death calling my name ♪
- ♪ It's calling ♪

- ♪ I can hear death calling again ♪
- ♪ It's calling ♪

♪ I swear to God
Things ain't gon' change ♪

♪ Change ♪

♪ I swear to God
Things ain't gon' change ♪

♪ Change ♪

- ♪ I keep a revolver wit' your name ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I keep a revolver wit' your name
Just in case ♪

[song ends]

Yes.

Yes, I see. Thank you.

Please let us know immediately
if anything changes.

Delia just got out of surgery.

They removed the bullet.

Thank God in Heaven,
she's going to survive.

[sighs] Praise Allah.

This could've been a lot worse.
You guys could've all been…

[breathing shakily] That motherfucker
Joe Colombo is gonna die!

Daddy, be quiet, please.
Margaret's in the next room.

We are fine.

I'm just worried about you.

What is this all about?

Somebody must've told Colombo
that I was planning to put a hit on him.

What? A rat?

If Joe Colombo's out to kill you,
it's not safe for Margaret to be here.

Should we send her down south?

We did that before. It hurt bad.

I wanna take her to the Panthers.
She'll be safe there.

Are you crazy?

How are they gonna defend her
against a bunch of Italian gunmen?

Elise is right.

They won't know she's there.

I'll send over some men
to guard the place as well just in case.

[sighs]

Mayme, you should go with them, all right?

Not a chance.

My place is here with you.

Then it's settled. I'll tell Margaret.

No. Let me do it.

Is Delia okay?

Yeah, she's gonna be fine.

She'll be out of the hospital soon.

I'm gonna need you to pack a bag.
You're gonna stay with Elise for a while.

With the Panthers?

Yeah. You'll be safe there.

Just for a little while.

Why is someone trying to kill us?

It's hard to explain.

- There are bad men in this world.
- [sighs]

Are you a bad man?

Why would you say that?

People talk, Daddy.

This boy Reggie was bothering me
at school and one of my teachers told him,

"don't go pickin' on Margaret,
or her dad will kill you."

Things like that.

People have both good and bad inside 'em.

Sometimes,
one comes out more than the other.

But I need you to know I'm your father.

I love you.

And I only want good for you.

Now be a good girl
and pack up your things.

[Vinnie] Frank Lucas was there.

He recognized me, but I had a clean shot.

And then this fucking waitress gets
in the way and takes the fucking bullet!

This motherfucker took a shot
in front of his wife and kids?

You're the one who told me
he ate breakfast there!

I didn't tell you to do anything!

You should know better than
to shoot a man when he's with his family!

Look. I thought he's Black,
so them rules ain't in operation.

Besides, boss, Johnson is after you.

I mean, I'd shoot his cock-sucking
grandmother

if I thought it'd get him
outta the picture.

Yeah, but he missed.
And now he knows you made a move.

He is coming for you.
The gloves are off now.

All right. Well,
we gotta hit him again. Quick.

You should do it.

Are you crazy?
He probably knows I've flipped by now.

I won't be able to get near any of them.

So, now you got cold feet all of a sudden?

I didn't realize I was joining a bunch of
shoot-from-the-hip dumb motherfuckers

who fired at women and children!

[clicks tongue] Reach out
to every associate we got on the streets

including the Black gangs. Tell them

Joe Colombo is personally offering
20 grand for the head of Bumpy Johnson.

Twenty grand?

What the fuck you waiting for? Go!

[door closes]

You know, ordinarily,

I'd fucking kill you for disrespecting me
like that in front of my men.

But you know I'm right.

He fucked this up.

We'll see.

It's him or me right now.

I'd put the odds on me.

[lighter clicks]

[thuds]

Why wasn't Pettigrew
at 22 West with you and Frank?

Pettigrew called in sick.

No fucking way. Impossible.

Everything's possible.

Look, man. Maybe it was that bitch
Stella Gigante?

You know she's crazy as shit.

Stella Gigante don't have
no reason to throw me over.

Neither does Bonanno.

They both want Colombo gone.

No, it's Pettigrew. He's gone to Colombo.

There's no fucking way
Nat would do that to us.

[Frank] I don't know.

Look, the motherfucker
been salty ever since I came aboard.

Fuck you, Frank. You don't know the man.

I do. He's been wanting to sell doojie
since we got outta the game.

I'm sorry, Bump, but I don't buy it.

He stole from me once
to cover his gambling debt.

I forgave him.

But the seed of betrayal in a man's heart,

that never goes away.

If what you're sayin' is true,
I swear on my life I'll kill him.

Not if I get there first. Come on.

[♪ jazz song plays on speakers]

We are at a crossroads, my friends.

Uh, tomorrow is my Italian Unity rally
at Columbus circle.

Now, Congressmen Biaggi, Badillo, Murphy,
they're all gonna be there.

Not to mention Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin
and the whole fucking rat pack.

But did you mention there's gonna be
a bunch of FBI agents there

clicking their fucking cameras, huh?

Listen, let 'em. We got nothing to hide.

So long as we Italians stick together.

How many people, Joe, you think
are really gonna show up to this rally?

50,000. Maybe more.

50,000?

50,000?

I gotta be honest with you, fellas.

I don't think our friend Lucky Luciano
had this in mind

when he started this Commission.

You're right. Our friend here is right.
Yeah, it wasn't.

But times have changed.

Listen, we live in a world where the most
important thing is the public image.

I mean, that…
That's stronger than a bullet.

Do you think that half a finook
J. Edgar Hoover is gonna give a shit

about a bunch of Italians
walking around with signs?

Listen, Joe.
Don't take my word for it, all right?

Look what it did for the Blacks.
They got fucking laws passed.

And when the cops attack them,
they fight back.

Which is exactly what we're gonna do
if we have unity.

Joe, you come up with fucking ideas.
I like this idea.

You got our support.

I appreciate it, Tommy. Thank you.

Uh, listen. Speaking of Blacks…

As I'm sure you're all aware,

there was an attempt
on Bumpy Johnson's life earlier today.

Now, you know I tried my best
to get him back selling heroin for us.

But the stubborn bastard won't play ball.

I say we need to take fucking action.

[Colombo] Yeah, that's right.
Pino's correct.

Bumpy goes.

Not just because
he's a constant pain in the ass,

but because he complicates
our control of narcotics in Harlem.

You know what I think? I think Joe
and Pino wanna control the drugs.

'Cause if they control the drugs,

they control us.

Period.

[Colombo]
Well, let me tell you what I think.

It's pretty obvious to me

that you've been taking Bumpy's side
over your own blood.

Why? I don't know.

Now, you're either with us
or you're against us, Joe.

You gotta decide.

- [Panthers chattering]
- This really ain't cool, Elise.

It's just for a little while.

You think having Bumpy's men up
in here is a good look for us?

That ain't what we all about.

I'll have them stay outside.
You won't even see them.

That ain't the goddamn point!

You getting us involved
in an Italian mob war

that we don't need to be part of!

This is the safest place
for my daughter right now.

Isn't that enough for you?

[sighs] Look, you know I care about you.

Then show it!

If you want me to leave, I will.

- I'll take my daughter down south.
- No, no, no, no, no.

Don't do that.

The Panthers are my family, Sadiq.

But so are the Johnsons.

I need to protect them both.

[sighs]

[sighs]

[sighs]

We blew it.
He's gonna have his eyes wide open now.

So, as far as I'm concerned,
this is a losing hand.

What, you don't wanna hear
what Bumpy has to say?

Colombo attempted a hit in a restaurant
with civilians all around.

You of all people know
what a fuckup that is.

[Bonanno] I'm not surprised.
He's too busy with his civil rights

to stop a war with you.
So what's the plan?

Stella reaches out to Colombo,
asks for a sit-down between me and him.

The man just tried to take you out.
Why would he buy it?

[Bumpy] Because I'm gonna give him
what he always wanted.

A peace agreement
where I go back to selling doojie

in return for staying alive.

You been on your high horse about not
selling junk in Harlem for over a year.

He'll buy it if he thinks he's gonna get
Genovese dope.

And me with it.

[Bumpy] We set it at a place
where he'll feel secure.

The St. Clair before business hours.

[laughing] Oh, Jesus.

[Stella] What's wrong?

I mean, I'm-I'm in
a fucking nightmare over here.

I'm partnered with a Black and
a woman against my own kind.

It's fucking comical.

Go to Colombo then.

Watch him draw more attention

with his civil rights rally
until you're all in jail.

Okay, Bumpy, I'll tell you what.

If you manage to take Colombo out,

I'll smooth it out
with the other families.

But if you fail, you're on your own.

[Bumpy] It's up to you
to convince him, Stella.

[mobsters chattering]

I need to talk to him.

He's been expecting you.
Hey, bring her in.

She's here, boss.

All right. Thanks.

[sighs] Hey.

The fuck was that for?

Delia. She's in the hospital
with a fucking gut wound.

You coulda killed her.

[Colombo clears throat]

Stella…

I am very sorry.

That was a mistake,
and it won't happen again.

[sighs] H-How is she? Is she okay?

This has to stop, Joe.

Now.

[chuckles, stammers] You know,
that fucker is trying to kill me too.

Or maybe you don't care about that?

I care about ending
the bloodshed in Harlem.

Delia is my best friend in the world.
Do you understand?

There's nothing I can do about that.

Yeah, there is.

I think I can get Bumpy
to sell heroin for us.

Meet Bumpy. Make peace.

You serious?

You know that marriage proposal
you put to me?

The man I wanna marry I have to trust.

He has to think the way I do
about certain things.

Promise me you'll end this war
and I'll marry you.

Stella went over to convince Colombo
that I'm willing to sell doojie for him.

[Del] You would say this to me,
so I'm saying it to you.

You're putting our lives in the hands
of Stella Gigante?

Now, I know you're upset about Delia.
I can understand that.

But are you sure you ain't letting
emotions get the best of you?

[Bumpy] Nat Pettigrew
went over to Colombo.

My family could've been hit.

Of course I got emotions involved.
What the fuck you talking about?

Okay. I hear you.

You say Stella gonna propose
that they meet at the St. Clair.

Yep.

[Del] And unless Colombo done changed
every goddamn lock,

we got access through the basement.

I say we get there a little early.
And then we pop him on arrival.

[Frank] Yeah, but if Colombo already know
you wanna hit him,

why would he believe Stella?

Colombo doesn't want a war right now.
He's got an image to uphold.

Motherfucker's too busy
playing politician.

[Del] But Bump,
you're sticking your neck out.

By taking out Colombo
without Bonanno's blessing on record,

you gonna have all Five Families
seeking retribution.

Bonanno just wants a safe bet.

He'll back us if we succeed.

My daddy said your mom is gonna be okay.

She'll be out of the hospital soon.

[sighs] My brother was shot and killed,

and there was nothing I could do about it.

And now my momma was shot.

I'm so sorry.

It was scary. I saw her.

But I think she saved our lives.

She did?

Yeah.

By getting in front of the bullet
meant for my father.

Your mom is a hero.

She's the greatest woman in the world.

[sighs]

And I'm gonna kill that man.

What man?

The man who ordered the shooting.

It was Joe Colombo.
He's an Italian gangster.

Everyone knows.
I heard your momma talking about it.

- Oh.
- That's right.

And everyone's too scared to do
something about it, 'cause of the Mafia.

Well, I ain't scared.

You're not?

Hell no.

I'm a Black Panther.

[reporter on TV] Using the Black
civil rights movement as inspiration,

Joe Colombo's Unity Day to be held
tomorrow in Central Park,

seeks to highlight
the community's grievances

and bring attention to the issue of

ethnic discrimination
and negative stereotyping.

Particularly, the portrayal
of Italians as criminals

by law enforcement and the newspapers.

This shit's going down tomorrow.

- [TV continues, indistinct]
- Pay close attention to it.

Hey, Bump. Elise is here to see you.

What? Fellas.

[TV switches off]

What happened? Is Margaret okay?

She's fine. She's fine.

What is it?

It's stupid.

Suddenly, I got this feeling
that I might never see you again. So…

I'm gonna be okay.

We've spent so much time apart.
And I… I regret that.

If anything were to happen to you…

I'm gonna be fine.

I just want you to know that I love you.

You know that, right?

Of course. I love you too.

Good.

Please know that.

[chuckles, sniffles]

[sighs, sniffles] I'm sorry.

[clicks tongue]

I'm gonna go back now. [breathes shakily]

Please, be careful.

- Elise.
- Hmm?

I'm your father.

What you said is true.

I'm playing a dangerous game right now.

If something were to happen to me,
I need you to know

I've never been more proud of you.

What you're doing. Being a Panther.

Living in your own power.

So proud of you.

[Elise sniffles]

[sighs] It's okay.

[Elise sniffles, cries]

It's gonna be all right.

[Elise breathes shakily]

[Bumpy] I'm gonna be all right.

[Colombo] Get the car.
Bring it around front.

Hey, Vinnie,

you'll be my second on this one.

Well, you don't look happy.

You're making a mistake
underestimating Bumpy.

Is that right?

Send your men, fine.

But you shouldn't go.

Why?

The meet's at the St. Clair. It's my turf.

I'll have protection up the wazoo.

Bumpy will never make a deal with you.

Not after Vinnie shot up
his family at 22 West.

What you talking about?
Stella Gigante set this up.

She'll be there to broker the arrangement.

You trust her?

Yeah, I fucking trust her.

I make it a policy never to trust any...

Shut the fuck up.

What is it, huh?

You're worried I make a deal with Bumpy
that puts you in a bad spot?

I made my bed with you.

Tryna keep you from shitting in it.

[sighs]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[gun clinks]

[sharp exhales]

[chuckles] Look at us.

Who would've thought.

You did good, Country.

They should've changed
those basement locks.

[door closes]

Colombo.

Hands up, guinea.

I'll take that.

[Bumpy] Where the fuck is Joe Colombo?

[Vinnie] The fuck is this?

You in trouble.

Don't! Don't do this! Don't do this.

Swear to Christ, I'll do anything!

[gasping] Please! Don't!

I'll kill Colombo myself,
I swear to Christ.

I'll put a bullet
right in his fucking head!

Don't do this. Don't do this.

[stammering] Please don't do this.

Don't do this.

Don't do this. [breathes shakily]

[Bumpy] You never should've come
after me and my family.

This is for Delia.

[screaming]

Bumpy! [screaming]

[screaming continues]

Goddamn pity.

After all that work.

[Bumpy] Dreams die.

So will Colombo.

[reporter] Firefighters
are battling an inferno

at the popular Club St. Clair
in Harlem at this hour.

Multiple causalities have been reported.

The cause of the fire
is yet to be determined.

Police officials suspect the fire
is the latest in a series of

escalating violent actions between the
feuding Mafia and Negro gangs in the city.

The club's ownership transferred

from Ellsworth Johnson to Joseph Colombo
in recent weeks.

Colombo, chief sponsor of
tomorrow's Unity Day event,

has been unreachable for comment.

What the fuck?

Gone? What do you mean it's all gone?

Tell every fucking gang member in Harlem.

I don't care who does it, Black or white.
I want him dead.

Now.

You got it, boss.

You were right.

I'm surprised Bumpy
burned down his own club.

My club!

It was my fucking club.

She set me up.

Why would Stella do that?
The fucking bitch.

My guess is Bumpy twisted her mind.

I trusted her.

When she used to work
for me, we talked for hours.

I thought I knew her. I thought deep down…

She's a stone-cold bitch.

No offense.

Yeah, well…

She's gonna fucking regret it. [sighs]

Get Pino Scolari on the phone.
Get our soldiers on the streets.

[Colombo clears throat]

[sighs]

[Nat] Get me Pino Scolari.

Colombo wants to see him.

[♪ "One More Heartache" playing]

[Jerome] I can't get into the gun closet.

What happened?

[sighs]

Ain't no one here understands me,
except for you.

Is there anything I can do to help?

Yeah, I think there is.

I don't know, Joe.

Maybe speaking at this rally
tomorrow ain't such a good idea.

What are you talking about?

Thousands of Italians from all over
the country are coming to hear me speak.

Come on. After everything
that went down, you think it's safe?

Look, aside from my men,
I'm gonna have an army of cops,

Italian ones, looking out for me.

[smacks lips]

This thing with Bumpy Johnson…
[sighs] Eh, very messy.

You know, I mean, I spoke to Chin.

He don't like me working with you.
Neither does his daughter.

About that.

The Chin, as we both know,
he ain't fucking here.

And his daughter shouldn't be telling you,
an underboss, what to do.

Come on. You think I like it?

If I don't listen to her,
it's going against Chin.

Fuck the Chin!

You should be the head of that family.

Pino,

I can help you do that.

What about Stella?

Oh, look, you-you like
taking orders from a fucking girl?

Listen,

Bumpy Johnson is going down,
and I'm taking Harlem.

Now, you, you're the one
that's bringing in the dope.

It ain't fucking Chin.

And once I get control
of the other bosses, that's it.

Chin's not gonna have
enough men to come at us.

Yeah, but you're forgetting about Bonanno.

He's siding with Bumpy and Stella.

Once Bumpy's dead, Bonanno will do
what we tell him or he's gonna be next.

And as far as Stella…

[clears throat]

…that's a problem
you're gonna have to solve.

What do you mean?

She needs to go.

Listen to me, Joe.

Me, I don't whack women.

She thinks she can be a boss like a man?

She can pay the fucking price like a man.

And you have my word.

I will make you
head of the Genovese family.

I came here to tell you
I think you should leave town.

I can't do that. I have to look
after my father's interests.

Your father's interests
are in you staying alive.

[sighs, swallows]

Pino won't come after me.

He's loyal to my father.

Colombo got Pino in his back pocket.

I have known Pino since I was a kid.

He'd never be disloyal to my family.

I'm sorry, Stella.
In this world that don't mean a thing.

[exhales shakily]

You're right. My father warned me.

He said that if I wanted to be the boss,
I couldn't trust anyone.

Not even my closest friends.

Even me? [chuckles]

[chuckles] Yeah. Even you.

I need you to take my advice.

Get out of town
until I can deal with Colombo.

I'll leave some of my men
here to guard you.

I don't wanna draw any attention.

I'll be all right.

[Stella breathes deeply]

[reporter] It's early here
in New York City,

and attendees are already beginning
to show up

for today's Italian Unity Day rally.

Police and City officials are expecting
tens of thousands of people

for what organizers
are calling a unified voice

against the mistreatment and
misrepresentation of Italian Americans.

Very much echoing the sentiments held

by the
American Italian Anti-Defamation League.

For more on the League and Unity Day,

let's go to Bill Kurtis
in Columbus Circle.

[Bill Kurtis] The league appeals to all
Italian Americans to fight discrimination.

Its members are particularly unhappy
with the stereotype image

of the Italian as a gangster.

They want to eliminate words,
like "Mafia" and "Cosa Nostra."

They say simply
all Italians aren't gangsters

and all gangsters aren't Italian.

I mean, you can't
buy this kind of publicity.

- [sighs] Yeah, it's gonna be a good day.
- [TV continues, indistinct]

[TV switches off]

[clears throat]

All right. Let's go.

Me?

[scoffs]

That's not a good idea.

Look, if Bumpy's men are there,
I need you on lookout.

If Bumpy's men are there,

they'll shoot me on sight.

[Colombo clicks tongue]

- It's not my fucking problem, is it?
- [slap]

[sniffles]

[sniffles]

[Margaret] I-I did what you asked.

I thought you chickened out.

[Margaret] I almost did.

I really shouldn't be doing this.

Don't worry. You're not just helping me,

you're gonna help save your dad.

Remember, Colombo is out to kill him.

How'd you get the key?

My mom's jacket.

Thank you.

[kisses]

What are you gonna do?

I scouted out all the buildings,

and there's only one
where I think I can get a clean shot.

Directly across from the fountain.

Ain't gonna be easy.

Gonna be a lot worse if he misses.

So don't.

You want me to go with him?

No, I got something else I want you to do.

Our food may not be fancy,
but it's made with love.

Delicious.

Thank you.

Baby, you not feeling well?

I'm just not hungry.

[Sadiq] Hey.
Have any of y'all seen Jerome?

I can't find him anywhere
and the fire escape window was open.

- Check the gun closet.
- I already checked it.

It was open and a .38 is missing.

Margaret, you were talking to him.
Did he say anything?

Baby, look at me.

Don't lie.

I can't say.

He made me promise.

That boy is gonna get himself killed.
Do you want that?

Now, tell us where he went.

To kill Joe Colombo.

[Panthers inhale sharply]

[Maurice sighs]

[knocks on door]

[knocks on door]

[knocks on door]

[knocks on door]

- There she is. [chuckles]
- [chuckles]

Something wrong with your phone?
I called, like, six times.

Something's wrong with the line.

You, uh, going to the rally?

[clicks tongue] Decided not to go.

Oh, yeah?

[stammers]
Well, Joe's gonna be disappointed.

I told him I wasn't feeling well.

[Pino] Oh.

Hmm.

Yeah? That's too bad.

Going on a little trip?

Yeah, I'm gonna go
visit my dad in Florida.

Oh, yeah? Huh.
Maybe you'll feel better down there.

Yeah. [inhales deeply]

It's funny though,
I spoke to your dad earlier today.

He didn't mention it.

It's 'cause I'm surprising him.

- Uh, you're full of surprises, Stella.
- Am I?

Let's cut the bullshit.

We've known each other a long time.

And I think I've been more than tolerant
about the current fucked up situation

that your father left me in.

- What's that?
- What's that?

Having someone like you, a, uh…

a girl who doesn't know what the fuck
she's doing, giving me orders.

Or worse, going behind my fucking back.

What're you doing? What're you doing, huh?

What're you doing?

- [bag thuds]
- The fuck you're gonna do with this?

- Just calm down…
- Shut the fuck up!

What am I gonna do here?
What am I gonna do?

[pants]

I mean, they all said
you was fucking crazy. So maybe…

maybe I just tell your dad
you committed suicide

and you blew your own brains out with
your own fucking gun and he'll believe me.

They'll all fucking believe…

[grunts]

[both grunting, yelling]

[Pino] I'm gonna fucking kill you.

You hear me? [grunts]

[Stella grunts]

[grunting, panting]

[gasping]

[Pino, strained] Open your fucking mouth.

[both groaning]

- [gunshot]
- [Pino grunts]

[gasps, breathes sharply]

[panting]

You all right?

Bumpy told me to keep an eye on you.

[breathes shakily]

[sobbing] Thank you.

You all right.

For several weeks now,
small groups of Italian Americans

have been picketing
FBI headquarters in Manhattan

to protest the use of terms
like "Mafia" and "gangster"

which they regard as ethnic slurs.

Today the protest took on all
the appearances of a full-fledged movement

as thousands of demonstrators
gathered near Central Park

to celebrate Italian American Unity Day.

[♪ hip hop song starts]

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

- ♪Whoo! ♪
- ♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Damn, it feel good ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Ey ♪

♪ I'm on my New York City
On my New York City ♪

♪ I'm on my New York City
On my New York City ♪

♪ I'm on my New York City
On my New York City ♪

♪ I'm on my New York City
On my New York City ♪

♪ Fuck what they said
It's to the South Bronx anyway ♪

♪ Fuck what they said
It's still BK anyway ♪

♪ Queens niggas all day
Harlem niggas don't play ♪

♪ Staten Island get the green
Wu-Tang everyday ♪

- ♪ Gimme all your money, your money ♪
- ♪ This is a stickup, nigga ♪

- ♪ Gimme all your money, your money ♪
- ♪ …dick up, nigga ♪

- ♪ Gimme all your money, your money ♪
- ♪ This is a stickup, nigga ♪

- ♪ Gimme all your money, your money ♪
- ♪ …dick up, nigga ♪

♪ Niggas gettin' buck wild ♪

♪ Nigga, don't you run now ♪

♪ My niggas they got guns out ♪

♪ In this game there's only one route ♪

♪ Pull 'em fucks out, nigga ♪

♪ I'm on my New York City
On my New York City ♪

♪ I'm on my New York City
On my New York City ♪

♪ I'm on my New York City
On my New York City ♪

♪ I'm on my New York City
On my New York ♪

♪ Hey, hey ♪

[song ends]

[people cheering]

[♪ band playing "Tu Vuo' Fa' L'Americano"]

Oh, sorry. This area's off limits.

[crowd cheers]

[Nat] Man.

Shitload of people out there.

This rally will go down in history.

Yeah. It proves
the Italian people are united.

Ready for a change. We're sick of being
treated like fucking animals, you know?

How you doing?

You see all these people?

Look at all these people.

[crowd cheers, applauds]

How you doing?

[song ends]

[cheers, applause continues]

Ladies and gentlemen,

brothers and sisters,

[in Italian] paisans.

[cheering]

[in English] We gather here today
not just to celebrate our heritage,

but to affirm our unity
and our strength as a community.

[cheering, applauding]

[Elise] Do you see Jerome?

You know,
in these times of misunderstanding

and prejudice which seek to divide us,

it's more important than ever
that we Italians stand together,

proud of who we are and what we represent!

Honest, hardworking people,
that's who we are!

[Colombo on TV] Not criminals.
Not… Not pimps and drug dealers.

The Italian American community
has been maligned,

much like our Black friends have.

We're not back-alley bruisers
looking to shake you down.

We're less interested in intimidation

than we are inviting you over
for Nonna's Sunday gravy.

[crowd laughs, applauds]

[Colombo] We are normal Americans
simply asking for a fair shot,

because we have done nothing
to warrant our mistreatment.

[crowd cheers]

[Colombo] So let us start
our own civil rights movement.

Let us march on Washington
and tell them they can't abuse us anymore!

[Del] Ah, so it's true.

- [Colombo] We want equal rights!
- Colombo's first.

You're next.

[Colombo] We want equal rights!

You can jail us! You can beat us!

You can take away our rights!
But you will never stop us!

Because we're Italian!

And we know how to fight!

[crowd cheering]

- [gunshot]
- [crowd screaming]

[crowd screaming on TV]

[crowd screaming, clamoring]

[screaming, clamoring continues]

[Elise] Come on, Jerome.
We gotta get you out of here.

- [clamoring continues]
- [Elise] Run.

Help! We need an ambulance!

Help!

[clamoring continues on TV]

[beeping]

[Bumpy] Life is like chess,
except in one way.

If you lose, you don't get to start again.

Your options may seem limited.

Your designs may fall apart.

There will be unexpected turns.

But the game's objective
must remain clear.

Survive.

[♪ indie rock song plays]

The Families are gonna give you a pass,
Bumpy, under one condition.

You sell heroin again in Harlem.

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Movie in your mind
I'm the star all the time ♪

♪ Grandness in the sun
And the stars were aligned ♪

♪ Wanna see me fall
Like the serpent on the vine ♪

♪ Penetrate the cipher
In the name of divine ♪

I tried.

I tried.

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I went from nothing to something
Like the originator ♪

♪ The hell I was faster than
Was hot as a incinerator ♪

♪ People say this life
That we living is in a simulator ♪

♪ Matrix with a architect
Oracle and a generator ♪

♪ False rabbis and imams
Is mainly innovators ♪

♪ Meanwhile, Satan done deceived
The whole world ♪

♪ Feel it in your icy veins
It's a cold world ♪

♪ Another day, another brick
To the face, like ol' girl ♪

♪ You gotta learn to take it in stride
And let your light shine ♪

♪ You get what you strive for
In this transitory lifetime ♪

♪ The devil ruled for thousands of years
Now it's the Christ time ♪

♪ Try so very hard… ♪

♪ Crucify a savior, only stand for crime ♪

[song ends]