All language subtitles for Godfather.Of.Harlem.S03E09_EngCP

"Such a man as Malcolm deserves
nothing short of death."

Elijah's blatantly ordering
his men to kill you.

Our sister mosque in Newark.

Brother Clyde is who
you should speak with.

You can be a great asset for us,

given all that you learned
about Malcolm.

This is what the CIA
can do for us.

This is where you get
your M-16s,

direct government issue?

But I'm sure Joe Colombo
won't have any problem

with where these guns came from.

We started out small,
but this is gonna be big.

I want you to stay because
I think you can help me.

- And I like you.
- You're crazy.

Kinda be like my female
consigliere, you know?

He thinks you're cheating him.

His cut last month
was $2 million!

He's never made that much
off heroin! That's a fact!

Part of the reason for the hit

was he thought I was fuckin'
his daughter, which I wasn't.

But the other part
is that he thinks

the dope puts me in position
to take over his territory.

So I'm gonna prove him right.
I'm takin' Harlem.

I should've smelled a rat
sooner myself.

What?

You were the only one I told

about Malcolm speaking with Che
at the United Nations.

I'm sorry, brother.
I don't trust you anymore.

This partnership is over.

I want your protection
dismissed.

You're not going anywhere.
Don't make me do it.

It seems your precautions
were unnecessary after all.

I suggest you take your men
and leave. For good.

Drink?

Mezzacorona?

What's the occasion?

Our most profitable month yet.

Which brings me to
our first order of business.

I'm able to leverage
the Corsicans

for three times as much dope
in the next shipment.

Good, good.

That'll make it
the largest in history.

Yeah, if we all agree.

Bravo. Bravo.

But it comes with a requirement.

I want Chin Gigante out.

Young man,
there's a lot to consider.

Chin's the boss
of the most powerful borgata...

He tried to fuckin' whack me,
Carlo.

I'm willing to forgive
and forget this, once.

He'll still get his piece,

but he's backseat
on the next shipment.

I need the Commission to give me
full authority over Harlem

for the purposes
of distributing the narcotics.

All in favor?

Yes.

That's good.

Alright, here's to a new ship,
and smooth sailing.

Salut.

- Cin don.
- Salut.

Buona fortuna.

Get up. Let's go.

Get up.

Today's your lucky day.

There you are, my honey.
I love you.

Oh, there he is.

Oh, my honey.
Look at you!

Oh, my God.

Here you are!

Mwah!
My baby!

Look at you!

You're free at last.

This is the happiest day
of my life!

He's home!

And here you are!

♪ Yeah

♪ Change

♪ Yeah

♪ Open up my window again

♪ Open up
my window again ♪

♪ I can hear death
callin' my name ♪

♪ I can hear
death callin' 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

♪ Lay on my back
watchin' the ceilin' fan ♪

♪ I had a dream to
touch a kilo gram ♪

♪ Still at odds
with the Irish mob ♪

♪ Rolls-Royce down
Malcolm X Boulevard ♪

♪ Lord, these... really
out here preyin' 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 ♪

♪ And Fat Boy got the big body

♪ Coast-to-coast,
I could shoot product ♪

♪ Open up my window again

♪ Open up
my window again ♪

♪ I can hear death
callin' my name ♪

♪ I can hear
death callin' 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

Radical preacher Malcolm X

is engaged in a 20-city tour
of militant speechifying.

His goal is to unite
the more moderate factions

of the Civil Rights Movement
under his fiery leadership.

In Pittsburgh, Los Angeles,
Cleveland, and other cities,

Malcolm's message of violent
revolution should strike fear

in the hearts of every American.

Make no mistake,
this man is a danger

to the American way of life.

Throughout America,
only on a modern scale,

you have a house Negro
and a field Negro.

Before
the Emancipation Proclamation,

they lived
in the white man's house.

And he dressed pretty good,
and he ate good, too,

'cause he ate whatever
the master ate

- or whatever he left for him.
- Mm-hmm.

And even more than the master
loved himself,

the house Negro loved
their master.

But the field Negro,
they lived in huts,

in the worst kind of condition,

wearing the worst kind
of clothes,

eating the worst food.

He felt the crack of the whip.

The master fell ill,
they'd hope he'd die.

And today, well, we still have
house Negroes and field Negroes.

It is such a pleasure to be here
in Selma to be with you all,

and I would particularly
like to thank

the Student Nonviolent
Coordinating Committee

for inviting me.

I just hope I haven't offended
any nonviolent students

with my so-called
fiery rhetoric.

Malcolm X.

I'm Andrew Young.

I'm one of the organizers
here in Selma.

I know who you are.

It is a pleasure to meet you.

I think Dr. King,
were he here,

would have agreed
with everything you said.

- So he's still in jail?
- I'm afraid so.

I'm going to visit Dr. King
tomorrow at the penitentiary.

Come with me.

I want to, but I can't.
I must get back to Harlem.

But please do convey
to Dr. King

that I wish to work more closely
together with him in the future.

There's no reason
we can't combine our efforts.

In your speech, you accurately
describe the differences

between the house
and field Negroes.

Which one do you think
is Dr. King?

Let me put it this way...

If the master's house
caught on fire,

I believe Dr. King
would be standing

right next to me in the field,

praying for a strong wind
to come along.

This is delicious.

Last night was delicious.

We just got dressed.

Don't make me want to go
back to bed again.

Did you see
"The New York Times" today?

You were right, Daddy.

There was an attempt
on Che's life at the UN.

"Bazooka fired at UN
as Cuban speaks."

You may have saved
Malcolm's life.

Yeah, well, tell him that.

He don't want nothing
to do with me.

Fool's traveling around
the country, giving speeches.

I read about his speech
in Selma.

He's trying to form alliances
with Dr. King.

It's gonna make him even more
dangerous to the government.

Well, Elise, can you talk
some sense into him?

He feels Daddy's criminal record
damages his chances

of forming alliances
with more moderate groups,

and he's right. It does.

You have got to tell Malcolm

your father is stepping away
from drug dealing.

He is trying to reform.

Doesn't matter if Daddy reforms.

He is who he is,
and people know that.

I don't give a shit
what they think.

He needs my help,
whether he knows it or not.

Can you get me a meeting
with him?

- For a piece of toast.
- Oh, no, no, no, no.

You gotta get your own.

Oh, but it tastes so much
better when it's yours.

You could have took your own.

It's so good!

Alright, here we go.

No, no.
Thank you.

- I-I...
- Your favorite.

No, I don't want it.
I'm full.

- Nice eggplant.
- I'm full.

What are you talking about?
I made it fresh for you.

- Come on, you gotta eat it.
- I don't want it.

Vincent, the thought of you
eating that prison food...

What the hell are you doing?

- For heaven's sake.
- I told her.

- Come on.
- Where's Stella?

I invited Stella.
She didn't want to come.

Forget Stella.

Stella is being protected
by Colombo, as you asked.

No, I need her here with me now,
you understand?

Vincent, this is
a celebration, okay?

Mm-hmm.

We're gonna talk about
all this other stuff later.

I'm just asking
where my daughter is.

Your daughter
doesn't matter right now.

What?

You were facing
20 years in prison.

You got your lawyer here
to thank, okay?

Well, not just me, but the FBI,
who fucked up your arrest.

Nothing is sweeter
in my profession

than an innocent man
getting off on a technicality.

What'd he say about
she doesn't matter?

To me, it was God-sent.

The Lord did not want Vincent
to spend another day in jail.

Absolutely.

Hear, hear, everybody.

To my darling husband, Vincent.

We appreciate you being back
and we love you.

- Salut.
- Mazel tov.

The fuck did you say? Huh?

Tell me where the fuck
Stella is,

or I'll put a bullet
in your fucking head.

Welcome back.

Valentine's Day.

Oh, yes.

I got some for Elise.

What, you trying to show me up?

How's everything here?

Uh, a couple of cars
passed by a few hours ago.

We didn't like the feeling,
but they've been gone for hours.

All quiet.

I'm about to go off shift.
Geoffrey's next on command.

Thank you, brother.

Brother Minister.

For me?

Now for who else?

Oh, they're beautiful.

Mmm.

Girls asleep yet?

I just tucked them in.

If you hurry,
you'll catch them awake.

And Happy Valentine's Day
to you.

Mmm.

It's gonna be okay.

We're gonna be okay.

Are you okay?

Betty and the kids?

Ossie Davis and Ruby Dee
are looking after them.

They're shook up, but unhurt.

I'm staying here on my own.

You need to let me help you.

You understand that, right?

First the fucking UN. Now they
blew up your goddamn house.

I owe you an apology
about the UN.

I read about it in the paper.

I shouldn't have pulled my gun.

We're both stubborn, you and I.

Malcolm, listen to me.

I'm begging you.

Let my men join
your protective detail.

The followers guarding you,
they're not professionals.

Let me protect you.

I'm already a dead man walking.

There's nothing you
or anyone can do about it.

I don't want to hear
that kind of talk.

I can't lie to you, Bumpy.

I want to live a long life.

I want to enjoy my family.

I want to grow old
with my kids and my wife.

But I can't ignore
my people's suffering.

What I want
doesn't matter anymore.

I accept that I am
gonna be killed.

I've made my peace with it.

Who is it?

It's your father.

Okay.

My darling girl.

Okay.

Hi.

When did you get out?

Yesterday.

I need you to pack up
your things, okay?

You're coming with me.

Wait a minute.
What happened?

Fineman, he got me out
on a procedural technicality.

Now listen, I need you to
come with me now, okay?

Right now.

I'm serious.

I'm not leaving.

You know, I-I don't care
that you ratted me out.

You know, I deserved that.

That's water under the bridge.

You asked Colombo
to take care of me and he did.

Okay, I-I don't want you
talking about him.

At first, I was so mad
that you got a complete stranger

to look after me,
to keep me prisoner here, and...

And you had his goons
follow me everywhere.

Yeah, I did that for you.

I know.

And I'm... I'm grateful.

I think that you really
did me a favor.

Yeah, so, Stella...

No, let me finish.

Joe trusts me now.
I like working for him.

What do you mean,
working for him?

What are you talking about?

You don't have to
take care of me anymore.

I'm a grown woman now, okay?

Okay, I need you to listen good.

Now, Colombo, he ain't gonna
be around too much longer.

Dad...

Now, I need you to come
by my side for your own safety.

Who do you think tried
to kill me in the first place?

One of the other bosses,

worried that you were
gonna rat them out.

It's alright. I'm out now.
I'll find out who.

Let me save you the trouble.

It was Tommy Lucchese.

He was given the job
by your wife.

You're telling me

you're sitting on
50 keys you can't move?

Bumpy Johnson used to handle
the bulk of the distribution.

I can only move two keys
at a time.

I don't know why the fuck
you're so pissed off at him.

Would you like a drink?
A little rum?

Too early for rum.

Bumpy's men ruined my chances
at Che Guevara.

Did you honestly expect him

to leave his best friend
out to dry?

Is that the kind of loyalty
you prize so highly?

Has he ever fucked you over
on the business side?

No.

Be plenty of opportunities
to get Che Guevara.

In the meantime, we are
making money hand over fist

on this cocaine operation,

and I suggest you and Johnson
patch things up,

on the business side at least.

What about Malcolm X?

You gonna leave him alone
because Bumpy said so?

As a matter of fact, I think
Bumpy will be more inclined

to come back
after his friend is gone.

Who's gonna take care of that?

Eh, plenty of people
want Malcolm X dead.

It just takes
a little inducement.

I respect Malcolm more
than any man on this planet,

but I can't just
sit on my hands.

How are we supposed to guard
this man if he won't allow it?

Well, first off, I got Elise

digging for information on
who bombed his house last night.

You guys will follow up
on any leads.

Second, I want you on him
at a distance

with whatever support you need.

Bumpy, it ain't gonna be easy.

When I need a motherfucker
for an easy job, I'll find him.

Until then, I got you.

I got some visitors, Bump.

Thank you for agreeing
to see me.

My daughter vouched for you.
That's why you're here.

That's why you're still alive.

I'm aware of that.

Malcolm entrusted you
with his security,

then his house got fire-bombed.

How do I know
you're not behind this?

Daddy.

Elise, please.

This man held a gun to Malcolm,
would've shot him dead.

He's proven his loyalty
to Malcolm.

Elise, your father's right.

He'd be foolish to trust me.

But...

I think I know who may have
been behind the fire-bombing.

Brother Clyde Barnes in Newark
told me that plans were afoot.

Malcolm told me
not to protect him.

Surely you know that.

I disagree with that.

You're a follower of Malcolm,
but so quick to disobey.

Yes.

I'm afraid he's going to die.

And how frequently he has
your daughter by his side...

frightens me even more.

- Thank you.
- Thanks, Stell.

Miss, does that have sugar?

No, there's no sugar.

Is she just gonna sit there?

Yeah, she ain't
a fucking waitress.

She works for me.

She's safe.

Whatever's said in this room
remains private.

- Of course.
- Yes, of course.

You may or may not have heard...

That you and Bumpy Johnson
cornered the market on cocaine.

Congratulations.

Yeah, I heard.
It's a small town.

In light of my
current situation,

I may be looking
for a new partner

to distribute the cocaine.

You fuck me blind
when I bring you in

to meet the Commission

under the most advantageous
terms possible.

Then I come back to you
with another offer

and you turn me down.

Now you expect me to enter
into a business

with questionable
upside potential?

It has upside. Trust me.

How do you know?

If Bumpy Johnson was involved,
that means were was upside.

Mm.

What happened with
you and Johnson anyway?

That's my business, not yours.

Are you interested?

Whether I am or whether I'm not,

the terms I originally offered
could never be the same.

No, the terms are going to be
exactly the same,

because I'm about to tell you

the most valuable part
of this arrangement.

And what's that?

Cocaine is just a means for me

and you Italians

to take back everything
we fucking lost.

Well, I'm glad
you're finally out, Chin.

Yeah, thank you.
We got a lot to catch up on.

And thank you for coming by.

Look, now that I'm out,

I expect you and
the other bosses to back me up

when I ask, uh, Colombo
to give me my interests back,

to turn them all over,
every one of them.

Well, when you were away,

it's become a little bit
more complicated.

No, it ain't complicated.

It ain't fucking complicated.

It's simple math, okay?

I installed Joe as the head
of the Profaci Family,

and he's repaying me by trying
to take over fucking Harlem?

Well, when you were away,

Colombo got fucking
Bumpy Johnson to back off.

Yeah, well, we're gonna have
to sort all that shit out

at a fucking sit-down.

Good, Colombo wants
to sit down, too.

He tells me he's got
some big proposal for us.

What's that?

I don't know.

You don't know?

What? It's a secret?

I don't know.

You know what?

I got a secret, something
that you and I can share.

You put a hit out
on my daughter.

- How dare you...
- Shut up!

Shut the fuck up!

Your number-one button man,
Frank Barboza,

he up and left
for Florida the day after.

Come on.

I wonder where he's stayin'.
Should I give him a call?

Listen, when you were away,
your wife came to me, Olympia,

and she told me
your daughter Stella

was gonna testify
against the Lucchese Family...

My fucking family!

I'm sorry.

Alright, alright.

It was an honest mistake.

My wife, she's...
She seems to be confused.

But I gotta make sure that
you're gonna back me

at that sit-down, Tommy.

Of... Of course.

Yeah.

Yeah.

What are... What are you doing?

- Chin?
- Tommy...

Please!

Let's talk about this.

Please. Let's talk.

You still put a hit
on my daughter.

Please! Please!

You motherfucker!

Alright, get him cleaned up.
Get him the hell out of here.

Somebody get him
some help home, huh?

The Italians will be better
partners than Bumpy Johnson.

Not necessarily.

The Five Families
have broader reach.

They can do serious volume.

And they'll skim
more off the top.

Jose, the Italians don't know
shit about selling cocaine.

They can learn.

We need Johnson.

He fucked me on Che Guevara.
I don't trust him.

We don't need trust
if our interests are aligned.

The problem with Johnson
is he's not afraid of us.

He's got Operation Mongoose
as an insurance policy.

Then what the fuck do we do?

We need to remind him
who is in control

and that there are
consequences to his actions.

Nice view.

Solitude.

Yeah.

I think I had enough of that
in solitary.

Good to be out, huh?

Things have changed.

They have.

I understand you teamed up
with Jose Battle,

but you refused
Colombo. Why?

I'm through with the Italians.

No offense.

And Jose Battle, too.
I'm... I'm on my own now.

There's no hiding places for us.

Not even prison.

You wanted to meet.
What's up?

I trust you more than
those greedy bastards

on the Commission.

We had it.

We had it all.

With that last shipment,
we would have dominated Harlem.

Yeah, well, it didn't work out.

There's another shipment
bigger than the one we had.

Come on. You and I.

Let's handle it.

I can't help you.

Why not?

Malcolm X is in danger.

I gotta save my friend.

Want a smoke?

He a Muslim.

He don't smoke.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Don't smoke, don't drink,
no pork.

No pussy.

Is that true?

- Yes, sir.
- Damn!

What the hell is life
worth living then?

There is a great pleasure
in faith, my friends.

In having discipline,
feeling clean,

having pride in yourself.

I love it.
Wouldn't trade it for the world.

Hey, have you ever had
a pulled pork sandwich

with onion at 22 West?

No, I have not.

Then if I was you,
I'd reserve judgment.

Alright, alright.
Leave him alone.

You think that motherfucker
Clyde was behind it?

I don't know.

But I'll find out.

And just so you know,
Brother Clyde thinks

I hate Malcolm
as much as he does.

I have to play along
if I'm gonna learn anything.

If you fuck it up,
we'll get it out of him.

You don't chew
with Frank no more?

- Hey, Stella.
- Yo, Stell.

Hey.

How are you gonna fucking
pay me with that?

I want that fucking money.

Joe, there's something
I've been meaning to tell you.

I think there's
gonna be trouble.

My father's gonna come
gunning for you.

Look, he got sprung
on a technicality.

He's not dumb enough
to try and whack me

while he's still got
a legal situation pending.

I think you should leave town,
just for a little while.

I ain't running from nobody.

You don't know my father.

I think I do.

I ran Harlem while he was away.

I provided protection
for his daughter when he asked,

and to thank me,
he sends that fuck-nuts Lombardi

to try and take me out.

Joe, you don't get it.

This isn't about Harlem.
It's about me.

I never should have complained
to Fineman about you.

I'm gonna regret that
'til the day I die.

Hey, Stella.

Listen, he's your father.

He loves you.

He got misinformation.
That's all.

Look, I'm gonna show him
the utmost respect

at the sit-down tomorrow night.

It's not love.

It's control.

It's different.

Well, if you wanna leave,
you can.

It's not what I want, but...
I'll understand.

That's not control.

You're right.

It's not.

So what is it, then?

It's the opposite, I guess.

So how can we help you, Brother?

I just wish you would have come
to me for help with Malcolm.

I would have made
that plan work.

What, uh... What plan?

What are you talking about?

Well, surely
you've seen the news

that Malcolm's house
was fire-bombed.

What makes you think
I had anything to do with that?

I'm sorry. My mistake.

We spoke about this last time.

I offered my help,
Brother Clyde,

with the, uh,

Malcolm problem.

Well, you know
the Dear Holy Messenger

has commanded us
not to harm him.

And for the sake of the press,
sometimes

the Dear Holy Messenger
speaks in riddles.

I take the Dear Holy Messenger
at his word.

If I didn't, I'd be no better
than that traitor Malcolm.

You can trust me, Brother Clyde.

I'm on your side.

I hear rumors that
you're helping Malcolm.

That you joined his mosque.

You told him to get close
with Malcolm,

to be an informant.

Sondra is tired.

So am I.

Have faith in Allah,
Brother Omar.

Malcolm will get exactly
what he deserves.

Salaam alaikum.

Alaikum salaam.

There you are.

I was wondering if you were
ever gonna come home.

Here I am.

Oh.

I wanted it to be
a special night for us.

This came all the way
from Italy just for you.

Isn't it gorgeous?

♪ Honey, won't you hold me?

Do you know what
the best part about it is?

That you get to take it off.

You tried to kill Stella!

No. What are you doing?

You tried to have her killed,
didn't you?

With that pig Lucchese!

Why did you do that?

Why did you do it, huh?

That's my daughter!

You wonder why she never
wanted to come home!

Huh?
What's wrong with you, huh?

That's my daughter!

Listen to me, listen to me,
you are dead to me.

You are dead.

I hate New Jersey.

God, this coffee here stinks.

You want your mommy?
She's right over the bridge.

Why you gotta bring my mama
into this?

Why you have to always find
something to complain about?

You like the coffee?

Fuck no.

That's him.

- Go.
- Yeah.

Okay, okay, okay.

Watch this, watch this.

Ready?
One, two, three.

Boom!

Knocked him out with one blow.

Yeah, that's Chance's specialty.

Knock a man out,
but keep his brains intact

so when he wakes up, he talks.

Get us some cappuccinos, huh?

Yeah, boss.

Grab a chair.

You wanna talk?
Go ahead.

Well, welcome back, Chin.

It's good to see you.

I come to you out of respect.

I come in peace.

I have a proposition for you.

Hang on.

Maybe that should wait
for the sit-down.

I know you're angry.

What can I do
to make you realize

that I never betrayed you?

You leave Harlem.

Yeah.

You know, I had a feeling
you were gonna say that.

At the risk of annoying
you further, that I can't do.

I got big things planned.

Things I want you
to be a part of.

You made me a boss.

For that, I'm grateful to you.

So please, tell me, how can
I make peace between us?

My boss, Vito Genovese, you
know, when he went to prison,

he asked me to look after
his affairs, like I asked you.

I was his driver.

Nobody respected me.

Not the other capos, not the
families, let alone the bosses.

Only when they seen
what I do with the liars

and the snakes
and the punks like you...

they learned pretty fast
not to fuck with me.

That's a lesson that
I intend to teach you.

Well, I tried.

Hey, Elise.

I'm sorry, d...

What the fuck is this?

It's a message from me
to your father.

Who the fuck are you?

That's not important.

I want to talk about you...

and how you are gonna help me.

I understand you were an addict?

That's ironic,

'cause your father's the biggest
dope dealer in Harlem.

Fuck you.

You kicked it.

That's impressive.

It takes a lot of
willpower to kick.

Let me go.

Please, please.

Your father thinks
he can blackmail me.

You will let him know
that I can make his life

as miserable as he makes mine.

No, no, no. No, no.

Please, don't!
No, don't!

You son of a bitch!

Minister Malcolm,
we can't wait much longer

or you'll miss your plane.

Sister Elise is not here yet.

She's supposed to go with me.

We haven't heard from her yet.

Well, call around
to everybody we know.

Find out whatever you can.

We've done that and
we'll continue to, but please.

This is the last flight
to Detroit.

If you miss it, you won't
get there in time

to deliver your speech.

Maybe if I put on a little
music, it'll lighten the mood.

Yeah.

Or maybe you can
just talk to me.

Chin Gigante's out of jail.

He wants to partner.

And what did you say?

No.

That's a start.

Maybe it's the end.

When you play chess and your
opponent has a better position,

they can attack you
from any direction.

The best defense
is to disengage.

Malcolm's in trouble.

The Italians are gonna
go to war.

I'm pretty sure Jose Battle and
the CIA are gonna come after me.

In chess, you can resign.

Knock over your own king.
Is that not an option?

No.

I need you to
be patient with me.

I don't want to lose you.

At the same time, the moves
that I may have to make

to get out of this game alive,
you may not like.

Well, what exactly
does that mean?

The game I'm in isn't just
about winning.

It's about survival.

I can't do it without you.

Yeah?

Keep the motherfucker there.
I'm coming.

Alright.

Look, I asked Joe to look after
my interests when I was gone.

I got no grudge about that.

But I'm back now
and I don't need him anymore.

But they do.

Hey, wise guy,
you'll have your turn.

Shut the fuck up.

Go ahead, Chin.

Thank you.

I'm taking control of
the new shipment of heroin.

So if any of youse
have agreements with Colombo,

they no longer matter.

I want Joe the fuck
out of Harlem.

Is that it?

There's one more thing.

If he doesn't want to leave,

I'm gonna force him out,
and I got Tommy backing me up.

So the rest of you, I would
choose your sides carefully,

'cause I still got the largest
family with more soldiers,

and I'm in the mood
to spill blood.

Carlo, may I talk?

Sure.

Chin has accused me
of a lot of things

which we know ain't true.

He's got a grudge.

I'm sure he'll get over it.

Yeah, try me, motherfucker.

Chin, please.

Jose Battle and I
have a plan to give you

something you want
even more than heroin.

Yeah, what the fuck is that?

Havana.

With the help of the CIA, you
can rebuild your casinos there.

And the CIA will protect us
from FBI investigations

while we sell drugs,
including cocaine

and the biggest-ever shipment
of heroin and guns.

And what do we do in exchange?

What we do best.
Kill people.

Ooh.
That's real gangster stuff.

They ain't got fuckin' no
connections to the fuckin' CIA.

If I may.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Allow me to explain what
your government can do for you.

I am very happy to
be here this evening with you

and thankful for the invitation
to come to Detroit.

It tickles me to be in Michigan,
which I used to call my home.

I was in a house last night
that was fire-bombed... my own.

What kind of a country are we

where one Black man
is set against another

for the benefit
of the white overlord?

Did you fire-bomb
Malcolm's house?

Go to hell.

It isn't something that
makes me lose confidence

in what I'm doing,
because my wife understands.

I have children from
this size on down,

and even in their young age,
they understand.

And while I wish I could be
a more typical father

and protect them
from every possible danger,

I believe it's more important to
secure for them a better future.

Listen good,
my brothers and sisters,

because the battle lines
are drawn,

and I would not be
overstating things

if I didn't say
it was gonna get ugly.

The fuck is this?

You want to fight it out here?

I just want my daughter.
Let's go.

Our enemies threaten our lives
and the lives of our families,

but they can't kill
our dignity nor our destiny.

Who set this up?
Who funded it?

I know it wasn't just you.

There was... There was a man.

A white man.

He didn't tell me his name.

Big fat motherfucker?

Yeah.

I have only ever advocated
for violence

as a means of self-defense,
nothing more.

I don't favor violence.

Let's go. Come on.

What?

I'm sorry, Dad.

I'm staying here with Joe.

Our cause can't be snuffed out,
fire-bombed, or legislated away.

We are all kings, and our
greatness, equality, and freedom

will be won no matter the cost.

Elise! Elise!

Elise! Elise.

Come on, help me get her up!
Help me get her up!

- Come on.
- Let us take her upstairs.

Come on.

What'd you call me here for?

I reconsidered your proposal.

Let's take back Harlem.