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"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.

All right, 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!

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!

All right, 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 all right. 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.

All right, all right.

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.

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!

All right, 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.

All right, all right. 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.

All right.

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.

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