Original subtitles

BETTY X: Previously on Genius.

ABERNATHY: It appears Brother Malcolm

achieved his goal.

MALCOLM: You should have fought not to

derail our message.

JUANITA: You and Martin just look so perfect.

THURMOND: Somebody ought to muzzle that uppity...

BETTY X: Hello?

THURMOND: Reverend Martin Luther King.

CORETTA: They want us scared. KING JR.: I am scared.

KING SR.: And it's gonna get worse...

REPORTER (over radio): President Kennedy died

at 1:00 PM.

KING SR.: Before it gets better.

BETTY X: We are a team and there should be nothing

that we hold back from each other.

MALCOLM X: You can't mean that the Honorable Elijah Muhammad

is responsible for this.

BETTY X: Make Elijah recognize his daughter and

his other children.

MALCOLM X: I allowed myself to trust you as my father.

MUHAMMAD: You are suspended from the Nation.

♪ ♪

(door opens)

DR. TURNER: Brother Malcolm,

I'd be remiss if I didn't admit it's a pleasure to meet you.

MALCOLM X: You as well, Doctor.

And thank you for your care.

So what's the prognosis?

DR. TURNER: That we will discuss.

MALCOLM X: So is it a brain tumor or my Ramadan

caffeine withdrawals?

DR. TURNER: It doesn't appear to be a tumor

but it's more serious than

caffeine withdrawals.

You're under a great deal of emotional strain.

How long has it been since your last episode?

MALCOLM X: Three weeks. Maybe four.

Honestly, I couldn't tell you, Doctor.

I'm constantly bombarded by 1,000 images of my life,

my parents, my family.

The worst part is I can't tell if they're memories or warnings.

DR. TURNER: Well, that sounds like something I'm not

equipped to analyze.

I appreciate your honesty, Malcolm.

MALCOLM X: Yeah.

Well, it's something that my wife is encouraging me

to be transparent about.

Some days are easier than others.

DR. TURNER: I wanna send your scans to our specialist

for a more accurate analysis.

But, in the meantime,

I strongly suggest you keep your stress levels low.

♪ ♪

MEMBER: How you doing, brother? MEMBER 2: I'm good, brother.

How are you?

MEMBER: Not well. MEMBER 2: What's going on?

MEMBER: Just not liking what I'm hearing.

MEMBER 2: Yeah. Me either.

MEMBER: I hear a lot of talk.

Talk about chickens came home to roost.

Brother Malcolm getting a little bit ahead of himself.

MEMBER 2: Yes, sir.

MEMBER: Plotting on the Honorable One's throne.

MEMBER 2: Hey, you know, jealousy is a sin.

Allah will bring him to justice.

MEMBER: I believe he has.

You know, the Minister is suffering from the same crazy

his mother had.

MEMBER 2: You know, treason runs in the family too.

Just ask Ella Mae and Reginald.

BETTY X: You should be ashamed of yourselves.

♪ ♪

CLYDE X: Sister?

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

KING JR.: Hello?

(door opens)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

CORETTA (over phone): Hello? Martin? Martin?

KING JR.: Yes, Corrie. It's me.

CORETTA: You're still there?

You said you would be home hours ago.

KING JR.: Yeah.

I'm just preparing for our upcoming meeting

with President Johnson.

CORETTA: Okay. Listen, Martin.

I know this means so much to you but you have been

living out of that office...

CORETTA (over phone): For the past few weeks.

KING JR.: Yeah. Look, Corrie, I'm sorry.

I'll be home as soon as possible.

KING JR. (over phone): I promise.

(phone line clicking)

Did you hear that?

CORETTA: Yes. The phone's acting up again.

The phone company is supposed to send

someone over this week.

CORETTA (over phone): At any rate, I'll be gone all day.

CORETTA: And that means you will have to get Yoki and

Martin III ready for school, all right?

KING JR.: I will.

KING JR. (over phone): Yeah, I'll see you and the kids later

CORETTA: Okay. See you soon. Bye.

KING JR. (over phone): All right. Bye.

♪ Well, I think I'm goin' out of my head ♪

♪ Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head ♪

♪ Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head ♪

♪ Goin' out of my head ♪

KING JR. (over speaker): I will

Send the ladies my best, all right?

♪ Over you. Out of my head. ♪

♪ Over you. ♪

♪ Out of my head day and night, ♪

♪ Night and day and night, wrong or right ♪ ♪

KING JR. (over speaker): Hello?

CORETTA (over speaker): Hello? Martin? Martin?

KING JR. (over speaker): Yes, Corrie. It's me.

SISTER GRACE: How are you holding up?

BETTY X: I'm managing.

SISTER GRACE: And Minister Malcolm?

BETTY X: As good as one can be after having the hammer

brought down on him.

SISTER GRACE: I'd be flogged if anyone heard me say this

but it doesn't seem right the way his punishment was handled.

BETTY X: It's been tough to comprehend but Allah will

light the way for us.

SISTER GRACE: Insh'allah.

I'm here for you.

BETTY X: Appreciate it, Grace.

Sadly, I have to get going.

The post office is about to close.

SISTER GRACE: I can take whatever you have over.

BETTY X: No. No. It's fine. It's fine.

I don't wanna put more on your plate.

SISTER GRACE: Seriously, Betty. Let me take some off of yours.

The last thing you need to do is spread yourself thin

especially while expecting.

Oh, come on.

Anyone with eyes can see those nostrils widening.

(laughter)

I'll have Brother Clyde give me a ride over there.

BETTY X: Brother Clyde?

I was not expecting him to be in the running this long.

SISTER GRACE: He's got a good lead,

but with his schedule,

it's hard to tell if he'll keep it.

BETTY X: I need full discretion with this.

Please. I don't want anyone meddling.

If there's a chance to right the wrongs, it's in there.

SISTER GRACE: You have my word, Sister.

MUHAMMAD: "I look to you, Most Honorable One,

as you continue to heal,

to forgive Malcolm and allow him to step back

into our Harlem temple.

Which has felt so isolated and without purpose."

Sister Betty's words have certainly not fallen

on deaf ears.

It brings me no comfort to see her in pain.

CLYDE X: Make no mistake, this is not your doing.

It is Brother Malcolm's ambitions that got him and

his family to this point.

MUHAMMAD: I just didn't think he would stray so far from us.

CLYDE X: When one seeks desire beyond Allah's grace,

he'll go as far as he believes,

even if it means poisoning others.

MUHAMMAD: And you know this for certain?

CLYDE X: Allah bears witness.

Malcolm has claimed your throne as his own.

Moved without your permission.

It's only a matter of time before he goes

after your followers.

MUHAMMAD: I must admit,

I felt these things but hope they would pass

during his suspension.

CLYDE X: In my humble observation,

this will only make him resent you even more.

He wants power, not forgiveness.

MUHAMMAD: The truth you speak, I cannot ignore.

Brother Clyde, how would you handle deviation?

BETTY X: You wanna eat?

SHABAZZ: Okay. BETTY X: Yeah.

SHABAZZ: I wanna eat this.

BETTY X: Don't eat too much now. MALCOLM X: Hmm.

Now that better not be the last of the strawberry.

BETTY X: I know you're not breaking your fast with

no ice cream.

MALCOLM X: You don't know that.

BETTY X: Okay, girls. It's time for bed.

Attallah, help me with your sisters.

MALCOLM X: Okay. All right.

You have a good sleep, okay?

ATTALLAH: Okay. MALCOLM X: Okay.

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

(dial tone)

BETTY X: Is that another hang-up call?

Maybe we should disconnect the phone.

MALCOLM X: Then how will all our friends be able to reach us?

BETTY X: Here.

MALCOLM X: Thank you.

BETTY X: Is everything okay?

MALCOLM X: Yeah.

Just this fast is taking more of a toll on me than I

anticipated but I'm fine.

BETTY X: How was, how was your visit with Dr. Turner?

MALCOLM X: It was good.

Just awaiting the results from the scans but nothing alarming.

And how are you?

How are things at the Temple?

BETTY X: It's fine. MALCOLM X: Okay.

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing)

BETTY X: Hello? Oh, good evening, Brother.

Uh...

MALCOLM X: Who is this?

Salam, Brother Grant.

GRANT X: There's something I need to tell you.

MALCOLM X: What is it?

GRANT X: They talkin' 'bout killing you.

MALCOLM X: Are you serious?

GRANT X: Yes, Minister.

MALCOLM X: Who specifically told you that?

GRANT X: Everyone. The topic of conversation.

But it's feeling like more than a conversation.

ABERNATHY: Look, either we've been summoned here so

he can pressure us to accept watered-down

amendments to Kennedy's civil rights bill.

KING JR.: If the bill still exists.

ABERNATHY: Whatever it is,

we need to hear him out because, like it or not,

whoever occupies that office holds the fate of our

fight against segregation in their hands.

JOHNSON: I'm the goddamn Commander and Chief but

Lady Bird tells me she will put my ass on the couch if

I do not get you to sign this before you all go.

KING JR.: Well, it'd be my pleasure, Mr. President.

JOHNSON: Outstanding. Welcome to the White House.

Won't you please join me?

KING JR.: All right.

JOHNSON: Please. Please. Have a seat.

This nasty business down in St. Augustine,

the Klan walking the streets attacking Negros who were,

who were protesting segregation is awful, is downright awful.

But, Dr. King, you and SCLC,

well, you're pressuring these,

these local sons of bitches and create a, a,

a biracial committee, well, now, that's just outstanding.

ABERNATHY: We appreciate that, Mr. President,

but real change won't occur unless federal

intervention is made.

KING JR.: Like the civil rights bill proposed by the President,

former President Kennedy.

Of the great tributes we can pay his memory,

trying to enact some of the progressive policies he hoped

to initiate would be a needed first step.

JOHNSON: I agree with you, Dr. King.

And that is why I'm gonna pass this bill without a word,

not a comma being changed.

And I am going to do so just as soon as possible.

KING JR.: From my experience,

"as soon as possible" is often used as a

scapegoat terminology to satisfy Negro expectations

while subduing those of your Washington peers.

As soon as we leave this office,

Strom Thurmond and his fellow Dixicrats will rally

to kill this bill like so many others before it.

As soon as possible isn't good enough.

This bill needs to be executed immediately or our values and

our vision may need to be redirected

come re-election time.

JOHNSON: Well, I...

I admire that Texas-sized set on you, Dr. King.

For a non-violent man,

you damn sure are not afraid of a good fight.

Passing civil rights in this political environment

is going to be a war.

KING JR.: When we reach a crossroads of moral ambiguity,

we must be a little daring,

a little bolder in our actions.

President Kennedy's legacy is a shining example of that.

Wouldn't you agree, Mr. President?

ABERNATHY: "Our value and our voices may be moved

in another direction."

Martin, you just strong-armed the President

in the Oval Office.

KING JR.: Yeah. I bet he didn't see that coming.

ABERNATHY: He wouldn't be the only one.

KING JR.: What do you mean?

ABERNATHY: We're on the same team.

Just let me know how far we wanna go.

Pulling our support for LBJ would be a big move.

KING JR.: Listen, we can't let complacency hold us back.

Not anymore.

ABERNATHY: I agree, but we also can't let aggression

push us forward past the point of no return.

Don't want them calling you Martin X, do you?

KING JR.: Did we hire a new custodial service back

at the office?

ABERNATHY: No. Why?

KING JR.: Nothing.

I just thought I saw something the other night.

THURMOND: They're moving too freely around this city.

I don't like it.

HOOVER: They?

THURMOND: King and his SCLC flunkies parading around our

White House as if they run the place.

My warnings have already gone unheeded since before

the Southern Manifesto was even drafted.

I have been shouting it from the hills.

We need to keep these Negroes and communists out

of our legislative processes.

We're gonna have big problems if Johnson uses sympathies over

Kennedy's death to get this civil rights bill passed.

I'm talking a national meltdown.

Now, what do you plan to do about it?

HOOVER: Exactly what I've been doing.

THURMOND: Well, it don't look like you're doing much

of anything to me.

HOOVER: My eyes and ears are everywhere, Senator.

Places you wouldn't even imagine.

THURMOND: See, I'm beginning to question the legitimacy

of that statement.

As I recall, it was me who identified the communist

affiliations of that pervert, Bayard Rustin.

Not you.

HOOVER: I know everything about Rustin.

I know everything about all of them.

THURMOND: At least, I did something.

I'm not gonna stand idly by.

HOOVER: Like your little filibuster in '57, hmm?

24-hours of talking and urinating who knows where

and the bill passed anyway.

Senator, when I tell you it's being handled,

trust my word and leave me to it.

♪ ♪

MAN: 3:00 PM. Package received.

KING JR.: I think I'm losing it.

CORETTA (over phone): What do you mean?

KING JR.: Either I'm seeing ghosts or I'm paranoid.

Either way,

I can't shake the feeling that someone's watching me...

KING JR. (over phone): Hovering over my every move.

CORETTA: I received a package today.

CORETTA (over phone): There was a letter inside.

KING JR.: From who?

CORETTA: There's no return address.

KING JR.: Well, what did it say?

Coretta, what did it say?

CORETTA: "King...

CORETTA (over phone): In view of your low grade,

abnormal personal behavior,

I will not dignify your name with either a

Mister or a Reverend or a Doctor.

You know you are a complete fraud and a great liability

to all of us Negroes.

Like all frauds, your end is approaching.

CORETTA: You will find yourself and all your dirt, filth, evil,

and moronic talk exposed on the record for all time.

CORETTA (over phone): You are on the record."

KING JR.: Was there anything else in the package?

CORETTA: Nothing we can't talk about later.

KING JR.: Well, I can't wait to see you.

KING JR.: (over phone): And I love...

(receiver slams)

CLYDE X: Sister Betty. BETTY X: Brother Clyde?

CLYDE X: Please, sit with me.

You look a lot better than the last time I saw you.

I take it Allah has bestowed his grace and peace upon you.

It pained me to see you so upset.

BETTY X: I'd have been less upset had I not encountered

members gossiping over matters which they know nothing about.

It seems protocol is being disregarded these days.

CLYDE X: There's no place for gossip in Muhammad's temple.

Who were the offenders?

They'll be dealt swiftly, I assure you.

BETTY X: While I appreciate it,

I don't need any punishments dished out on my behalf.

CLYDE X: No, you don't.

And speaking of protocol, Sister.

The next time you wanna relay something to The Messenger,

please go through the proper channels.

BETTY X: Uh, what are you talking about?

CLYDE X: Sister Grace is not a carrier pigeon for messages

regarding your, your husband.

Please act accordingly. Thank you.

ATTALLAH: Daddy? MALCOLM X: Uh-hmm?

ATTALLAH: I thought mommy was coming.

MALCOLM X: Well, she was, but sometimes things change.

So I guess you're stuck with me.

ATTALLAH: Can we get ice cream?

MALCOLM X: Hmm, well, that depends.

Can you tell me my favorite color before we get home?

ATTALLAH: Um, blue.

MALCOLM X: How did you know that?

ATTALLAH: I know my daddy better than anyone.

MALCOLM X: Please excuse yourself, brother.

Attallah, can you give me a favor and go and sit

right up on the top step of the porch, please?

ATTALLAH: Aren't we getting ice cream?

MALCOLM X: Excuse me. Just do as I say please.

ATTALLAH: Okay.

MALCOLM X: All right. Thank you.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Allah, grant me your protection.

♪ ♪

(engine sputters)

(engine starts)

MALCOLM X (over TV): There was a sense of envy

from the other officials regarding my so-called "fame",

and this was used to thwart my every move.

And it's my belief that I will be able to achieve more

on my own.

And while I am still a Muslim and a follower of Islam,

I will no longer be a member of the Nation of Islam.

REPORTER (over TV): Brother Malcolm, what will be

your first steps now that you are officially out of the

Nation of Islam?

MALCOLM X (over TV): This month I will be officially launching

my own Muslim organization, the Muslim Mosque Incorporated,

as well as the Organization of African-American Unity.

And each will be designed and built to bring the authentic

word of Islam and Allah to the people,

bring Black men and women together in harmony

under the sun of truth.

And I'd be remiss not to mention that, from here on out,

I plan to join the frontlines of the civil rights struggle.

REPORTER (over TV): Do you have the credentials

to do such a thing, Mr. Malcolm?

MALCOLM X (over TV): My sincerity are my credentials.

CLYDE X: I wouldn't let his words trouble you.

Malcolm's reaching across the aisle for allies

who won't be there to greet him.

He's burned too many bridges with the civil rights groups.

MUHAMMAD: Maybe.

Despite his insubordination, Malcolm is a leader.

I wonder if the people will follow him?

CLYDE X: I do not.

Without the backing of the Nation,

he's essentially an emperor with no clothes.

JUANITA: My goodness, Coretta,

your speech was tremendous out there.

CORETTA: Well, thank you.

JUANITA: Oh.

CORETTA: Juanita. JUANITA: Hmm?

CORETTA: Have you ever had doubts about your

marriage with Ralph?

JUANITA: Well, what kind of doubts?

WOMAN: Coretta! Hi.

I just wanna to thank you for organizing this event.

You're like the First Lady of the Movement.

The Black Jackie Kennedy. Take care.

JUANITA: Uh-hmm. CORETTA: Bye now.

JUANITA: All right. Now, about what you were saying.

CORETTA: Oh, it was nothing.

I just get into an uncomfortable place in my mind

sometimes when Martin's on the road.

JUANITA: Well, I'd be lying if I said those thoughts

didn't cross my mind every once in a blue moon.

But our men, they know better.

They're leading a tremendous movement.

Everything they do is under a microscope.

They're not stupid enough to risk it all for a night of fun.

CORETTA: You're right.

JUANITA: Uh-hmm.

CORETTA: I was just in my head about it all.

JUANITA: Aren't we all?

GRANT X: There's at least 30 of us who've cut ties

with the NOI.

We follow your teachings, no one else.

There are others too but they're,

they're too scared to leave the Nation.

MALCOLM X: I'm optimistic that people will find us for

the right reasons.

Brother Grant, I'd like to name you the cofounder of

the Muslim Mosque Incorporated.

GRANT X: Brother Malcolm, that's, I'm honored.

I won't, I won't disappoint you.

MALCOLM X: I know you won't.

GRANT X: But may I speak plainly?

MALCOLM X: Of course.

GRANT X: This organization has a potential to do

great things but not if we are tackling them alone.

Finding allies will not be without its own obstacles.

Do you have a plan in mind?

MALCOLM X: Yeah, I think I do.

Brother Grant.

GRANT X: Sister Betty. BETTY X: Brother.

Hey, how do you feel about lamb chops tonight?

MALCOLM X: Yeah. That sounds good.

BETTY X: I have something to tell you.

MALCOLM X: Okay. What is it?

BETTY X: I wrote a letter to Elijah Muhammad.

I was trying to salvage our family's reputation and,

and lift your suspension.

I didn't mean to overstep, but everything feels like it's

slipping away.

I should have told you.

MALCOLM X: And how did he respond?

BETTY X: He didn't.

MALCOLM X: I have something I need to tell you as well.

Elijah probably didn't respond because some in the nation want me dead,

and he's making it clear in every direction.

BETTY X: Malcolm.

MALCOLM X: Betty, I wouldn't, I wouldn't,

I won't let that happen.

I won't let anything happen to you or our family.

That's why I'd like you and the kids to

come to DC with me.

BETTY X: I just...

MALCOLM X: I need you to be close by my side.

BETTY X: I just, I can't believe this.

MALCOLM X: Listen, Betty, this is our reality now,

whether we like it or not.

I love you.

BETTY X: I love you too.

♪ ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪♪

MALCOLM X: Don't answer the door while I'm gone.

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ♪♪

KING JR.: Don't leave the room until I come back.

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ They can't see it but I know I'm ♪

♪ Gonna change the world ♪♪

REPORTER: How do you respond to Senator Thurmond threatening

to filibuster the civil rights bill?

♪ Yes, I am. That's right. Yeah. Yeah. ♪

♪ They don't believe it but I know I'm gonna ♪

♪ Change the world. ♪

♪ Try to change the world. ♪♪

MALCOLM X: Reverend. KING JR.: Minister.

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, ♪

♪ hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. ♪

♪ Ooh. ♪♪

MALCOLM X: Who do you think this is going to hurt more,

you or me?

KING JR.: I imagine it's unlikely to aid

either one of us.

MALCOLM X: Well, then let's keep them guessing.

KING JR.: Amen to that.

MALCOLM X: All praise to Allah.

♪ Change the world ♪♪

MALCOLM X: I thought he'd be taller and thinner.

BETTY X: What did you talk about?

MALCOLM X: Hmm, mostly small talk with all the

reporters and people around.

But he was funny and, and quick.

I like him.

BETTY X: I had a feeling you would.

MALCOLM X: Well, I never thought the man was evil,

just misguided.

BETTY X: Maybe if you two could sit down together,

you could change his mind.

MALCOLM X: Yeah. Maybe.

BETTY X: What's that for?

MALCOLM X: Mecca. Dreaming of Hajj.

[singing in foreign language].

MALCOLM X: But there's no time.

So much to do with the organizations.

I'm so tired, Betty.

BETTY X: Do you trust me?

MALCOLM X: Uh-hmm. With my life.

BETTY X: Malcolm, we're in this together.

How can I help you?

MALCOLM X: I want cleansing and guidance, frankly,

more than anything.

BETTY X: Then go search for it.

Find it.

CORETTA: So he was charming?

KING JR.: He was.

And skinny.

CORETTA: He looks fleshier in the photographs.

KING JR.: Yeah. I imagined him differently.

Especially with all the things he said,

I thought he'd be more hostile.

CORETTA: Hmm.

KING JR.: But he was very warm, open.

I get the sense that he's ready to move in a new direction.

Maybe a conversation.

So what are you thinking about doing tomorrow?

CORETTA: I was just thinking instead of going to lunch

tomorrow with Bella Abzug,

I should pay the FBI a visit.

Thank Mr. Hoover for his charming package.

KING JR.: I'd bet he'd be surprised.

CORETTA: Uh-hmm.

The nerve of that man to think that I would throw away

10 years of marriage,

that I would let him destroy our family,

the movement over some nonsense.

KING JR.: Well, he greatly underestimated you.

CORETTA: Yes, he did.

♪ ♪

We need to be more careful. Watch what we say on the phones.

KING JR.: Corrie.

CORETTA: Hmm?

KING JR.: Listen, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that it's come to this.

CORETTA: Me too.

But I knew the job was dangerous when I took it.

KING JR.: I love you.

CORETTA: I know.

JOHNSON (over TV): The purpose of this law is simple.

JOHNSON: It does not restrict the freedom of any American,

so long as he respects the rights of others.

It does not give special treatment to any citizen.

It does say the only limit to man's hope for happiness and

JOHNSON (over TV): For the future of his children

shall be his own ability.

JOHNSON: It does say that those who are equal before God

JOHNSON (over TV): Shall now also be equal in

the polling booths,

in the classrooms, in the factories,

and in hotels, restaurants, movie theaters,

JOHNSON: And other places that provide service to the public.

Let us hasten that day when our unmeasured strength and

our unbounded spirit will be free to do the

great works ordained for this nation

JOHNSON (over TV): By the just and wise God

who is the Father of us all.

JOHNSON: Thank you and goodnight.

♪ ♪

JOHNSON (over TV): Dr. King.

KING JR. (over TV): Congratulations, Mr. President.

JOHNSON (over TV): Outstanding effort.

KING JR. (over TV): Oh, thank you.

JOHNSON (over TV): Outstanding effort.

KING JR. (over TV): You as well

BYRD: What the hell do you mean you're switching parties?

THURMOND: The Democratic Party doesn't represent men

like me anymore.

And with Johnson now doing the Negroes' bidding,

it's just a matter of time until he does away with all

traditional voting prerequisites in my

state and yours.

And when he does,

the Democrat's power in the South will float away

like piss in the wind.

BYRD: And you think the party of Lincoln is where you,

of all people, can get that power back?

THURMOND: Not today or tomorrow but soon,

the Republican party will come to represent all the values

that make America great.

It just needs a push in the right direction.

King's followers will see the passage of this bill as some

kind of watershed moment,

but history is written by the victors and

this game is only just beginning.

BYRD: Strom.

SECRETARY: Sir, that parcel arrived for you earlier today.

Can I get you some refreshment?

THURMOND: No, I'm fine.

Thank you.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(phone ringing)

CORETTA: Hello. King residence.

Yes. Dr. King is here.

Oh, my. Just a moment, please.

Okay.

Martin! Martin! Martin. Martin, wake up.

Someone from the Associated Press wants to

talk to you on the phone.

Pick it up.

KING JR.: Hello?

Yes. This is Martin.

Good morning to you too.

Really?

My goodness.

Well, I just don't know what to say.

No, thank you.

I thank you very much.

Well, all right.

All right. Thank you so much.

Goodbye.

CORETTA: What is it?

KING JR.: Well, I've just been named a recipient of

the Nobel Peace Prize.

CORETTA: Martin, do you know what this means?

Oh, this legitimizes the cause.

It means more allies, more donations.

We can help more people.

KING JR.: And more enemies too.

CORETTA: Martin, you just won the Nobel Peace Prize.

I demand you be happy about it.

KING JR.: Lord, she's making demands.

CORETTA: Yes, I am.

Be happy. This is wonderful.

KING JR.: Yes. It's glorious.

And I'm happy and I'm honored and all of that,

but all this greatness is just a bit overwhelming.

Can we not talk about it right now?

CORETTA: All right.

Well, what do you wanna talk about?

♪ The feeling is real ♪

♪ Something went through me ♪

♪ I never felt like this ♪♪

KING JR.: Thank you all for staying a little later

than normal.

And thank you for the champagne.

Coretta and I will be back in a week,

but I know you all will be in good hands with Ralph.

So I just wanted to say thank you all for everything

that you've done.

Know that winning this prize doesn't mean that

the fight is over.

We still have to keep up the good work.

Everybody get some safe and I will see you

all soon, all right?

Good to see you.

Hold it down for me, all right?

Listen, all this pomp and circumstance is gonna get worse

when we get to Oslo.

ABERNATHY: Hmm.

KING JR.: You've been quiet all night.

Not my best photo but I'll let it slide just this once.

ABERNATHY: That's what you see when you look at this?

KING JR.: That and I can't help but notice that I've put

on a few pounds.

ABERNATHY: You know what I notice when I look at it?

Montgomery, Birmingham, St. Augustine.

All those photos from those campaigns.

KING JR.: Uh-hmm.

ABERNATHY: And in every one of those,

I see me and you, side by side.

But this is the first one I'm not in.

KING JR.: Well, what was I supposed to do?

Call the King and ask him to add your name?

ABERNATHY: An acknowledgment would have been appreciated.

KING JR.: Listen, I didn't ask for this award.

Yes, shiny things comes with being in the front but

it also comes with a heavy burden that

you don't want, Ralph.

ABERNATHY: Oh, you think...

You think you're the only one who carries

the burden of what we do?

When your home got bombed in Montgomery, so did mine.

When you got arrested in Atlanta and Birmingham and

St. Augustine, I got arrested too.

And every year when you spend 300-something days

on the road away from your wife and family,

it's me in the seat next to you.

Now, you may be the face of this movement, but, damn it,

I'm its legs, arms, and feet!

I love you, Martin, and I am proud of you.

But I'm not your damn sidekick.

I'm your partner.

And I have been carrying the burden of this movement every

single day just like you.

Everyone knows this.

Only person who don't is you.

(applause and cheers)

(applause and cheers)

MALCOLM X: Brothers and sisters and friends,

and I see some enemies.

In fact, I think we'd be fooling ourselves if we had an

audience this large and didn't realize that there

were some enemies present.

So, today, we want to talk about the ballot or the bullet.

Now, the ballot or the bullet explains itself.

But before we get into it, since this is the year of the

ballot or the bullet, I would like to clarify some things

that refer to me personally.

I'm still a Muslim.

That is, my religion is still Islam.

I still thank Mr. Muhammad for what I know and what I am.

He's the one who opened my eyes.

But that being said, a man,

a human being still can't turn away from the truth,

no matter how harsh.

Whether you are a Christian or a Muslim or a nationalist,

we all have the same problem.

They don't hang you because you're a Baptist.

They hang you 'cause you're Black.

They don't attack me 'cause I'm Muslim.

They attack me 'cause I'm Black.

They attack all of us for the same reason.

We're all in the same bag, in the same boat.

We suffer political oppression, economic exploitation,

and social degradation.

All of them from the same enemy.

So the government has failed us.

The government itself has failed us.

And the White liberals posing as our friends have failed us.

And once we realize that all these other sources to which

we've turned has failed,

we stop turning to them and turn to ourselves.

We need a self-help program,

a do-it-yourself philosophy,

a "do it right now" philosophy,

a "it's already too late" philosophy.

This is what you and I need to get with.

A self-help program.

A program that starts with Black Nationalism.

Now I ask, are you ready?

CROWD: Yeah!

(applause and cheering)

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