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First the fucking UN,

Now they blew up your goddamn house.

Let me protect you.

I'm already a dead man walking.

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

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

You and I, let's handle it.

I gotta save my friend.

My father's gonna come gunning for you.

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

Look, I'm gonna show
him the utmost respect

at the sit-down tomorrow.

If any of youse have
agreements with Colombo,

they no longer matter.

I want Joe the fuck out of Harlem.

Jose Battle and I have
a plan to give you...

Havana. With the help of the CIA,

you can rebuild your casinos there.

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

Good evening, gentlemen.

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

The fuck is this?

I just want my daughter.

I'm staying here with Joe.

Hey, Elise. I'm sorry, d...

Your father thinks he can blackmail me.

No, no, no. No, no. Please, don't!

But I can make his life as miserable...

... as he makes mine.

I reconsidered your proposal.

Let's take back Harlem.

I won't ever do anything
to threaten you again.

I swear.

What exactly do you have
in terms of documentation?

Thought you might ask.

Here.

It's Operation Mongoose.

Your plan to kill
Castro using mob hitmen.

Look, my daughter
means everything to me.

You obviously know that.

That she's fragile.

That, uh, hotshot you gave her...

it almost killed her.

I wanted to send a
message, not end her life.

Message received.

Just wanted you to know that.

The Bay of Pigs invasion
was an embarrassment.

We were left stranded on the beach,

imprisoned,

abandoned and betrayed
by that fucking coward,

Jack Kennedy, who had
promised us air support.

But that's not gonna happen again.

Our second invasion will be successful,

and we will take back Cuba from Castro.

This is our chance, Vincent.

We can be bigger in Havana

than we ever were in the glory days.

There's a supply of
cocaine, heroin, and weapons

from the CIA coming tomorrow.

The guns will be trucked to Louisiana,

where my militia is training.

We want to use Randall's
Island for the drop,

your territory.

Now, the other bosses
have already agreed, so...

if you're amenable,

we can move forward without hesitation.

How much is my cut?

Well, I estimate...

upwards of $10 million.

Yeah.

♪ Hey

How you doing?

Oh, this is good, right?

You and me, making a
shitload of money together.

You think big, I'll give you that.

Eh, you know,

it was your daughter that
pegged Randall's Island

as the perfect drop spot.

She's been advising me, you know?

What do you mean, advising you?

Well, she obviously
learned a lot from you.

Got a real good head on her shoulders.

Mm.

With a face to match,
you know what I mean?

Yeah.

Yeah.

She does.

I swear to Christ, it was all I could do

not to snap that prick's neck.

Well, you gotta keep
cool. Just work that angle.

It's my girl. It's hard.

Who you talking to?

If it wasn't for our plan,

Harvey'd be a grease spot right now.

He bought it?

Fuck if I know.

Gotta be ready to stick and move.

Or we could just blow all these
motherfuckers' heads off now

and end it.

No rash moves.

But things go well, this time tomorrow,

we'll be back in control of Harlem.

Yeah.

Tomorrow's the day.

♪ Just in case

How you feeling?

I'm fine, Daddy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa. Where you going?

To the Hotel Theresa to meet Malcolm.

I'm gonna get some of my
men to drive you over there.

To protect me...

or to make sure I don't
go back to using duji?

Maybe a little of both.

Praise Allah. I have looked
the monster in the eye

and I've killed him.

You can trust me.

It's my fault.

I, uh, got mixed up
with the wrong people.

You're always mixed up
with the wrong people.

I've accepted that.

Yeah.

You going to the Audubon this afternoon?

Yes. Of course.

I got Chance and
Pettigrew working with Omar

to lock down that ballroom.

I feel a little guilty we're
operating behind Malcolm's back.

Yeah, well, his back
needs to be covered,

as well as his front.

I love you.

You, too, Daddy.

Big day today.

My father actually agreed
to let you be in charge?

He saw the wisdom of
it, from what I can tell.

Told him Randall's Island was your idea.

I think he knows we have
feelings for each other.

That don't sound like my father.

I can handle Chin.

He'll get his piece of the shipment,

make a fortune, all will be well.

You okay?

I think we should stop it.

What are you talking about?

It.

This. Us.

It was a mistake.

Why? What's wrong?

My father's lying.

There's no way he'll accept us together.

I like you, Joe.

I don't wanna see you end up dead.

China?

Nobody cares about you in China.

We'll be safe there.

Only my sister would
think to buy us tickets

to a Communist country
for safety's sake.

She's worried.

And so am I.

Aren't you?

Between you and Ella,

I think there's enough
worry to go around.

What do you expect?

Ella loves you almost as much as I do.

Betty Shabazz, ah, you
are my Crescent and Star.

I'd like to bring the older girls

to the Audubon this afternoon.

Oh, no. I'm not sure that's wise.

We may find Afro-American unity
to be a fascinating subject,

but they'll be bored to tears.

They watched their house
burn down to the ground.

They should see how
their father carries on

despite the forces against him.

After the speech, we'll
pack our things for the trip.

Mm.

Do you think the food in China is, uh,

anywhere near as good as Wo Hop?

Mm.

Joe Bonanno was banned from New York

and Chin Gigante was put behind bars.

So, in my absence,

Joe Colombo has taken
over the Five Families.

But there's no active
investigation against him.

Care to explain?

Sir, the... the DOJ directive
came in loud and clear.

We're to focus our prosecutorial efforts

on Black militant leaders.

Namely Malcolm X.

He's calling for a violent
revolution in the streets.

Maybe you need to go back to law school

and read the First Amendment.

It's called free speech.

The Department of Justice
is rightly concerned

about a charismatic leader
who'd unite all factions

of the so-called civil rights movement.

Mr. Morgenthau, there's
someone here to see you.

Um, I'm a little busy.

It's Ellsworth Johnson.

All right, send him in.

What the hell do you think he wants?

Hell if I know.

Hey, fellas.

Mr. Johnson.

This is Assistant
District Attorney Pike.

I'm aware of Mr. Pike.

He likes to spend his time
harassing my wife to get to me.

Well, here I am.

And why are you here?

I'm a concerned citizen
with an anonymous tip.

Congressman Powell is here

to see you, Mr. President.

Well, send him the hell in.

In honor of the 24th Amendment,

I have brought us
some of the good stuff.

Yeah, well, I don't feel
much like celebrating

when my so-called civil rights champion

in Congress stabs me in the back.

Ah, don't worry about
the education bill.

I will bring that to the floor

once you guarantee an
extra $400,000 for Harlem.

There's no pleasing you, is there?

I just eliminated all
poll tax for Negroes.

Which should never have been
there in the first place.

I mean, can you imagine forcing
people to pay a fee to vote?

In 1942, as a councilman,

I walked from Union
Station to the Capitol

to protest a poll tax on Negroes,

and it took until 1965 to be removed.

Now, we both know that our enemies

will find other means
to suppress the vote.

Everything I'm about is getting
that Voting Rights Act passed,

but I need an education bill first.

Gotta help me.

Take the pork out of your
bill and bring it to the floor.

I'm begging you. Come on now.

Okay.

Fine.

Our democracy won't mean shit
without a Voting Rights Act.

And a Voting Rights Act won't
mean shit unless people vote.

Well, I'll drink to that.

I confess to being, um,

a little bit surprised, Mr. Johnson.

I thought you didn't snitch.

I don't.

So what the fuck is this?

Why are you wasting our time?

Morgenthau's right.

I don't snitch on partners or colleagues

unless they work for the
United States government.

I'm listening.

For the last three months,
the Central Intelligence Agency

has been pipe-lining seized cocaine

to fund a second invasion of Cuba.

Now they're moving into
heroin and gun-running as well.

The operation's run by a man
by the name of William Harvey.

He started as an FBI man.

From what I'm told, he was on your side

until he jumped to the CIA.

Okay.

We'll bite.

What information you got on Harvey?

Morgenthau, you know
that's not the way it works.

Before I spill, we gotta make a deal.

Entrances here, two exits in the back,

staircase here from the lobby,

bathrooms just outside the entrance.

The folding chairs will be in rows.

Better split up the
chairs, make a center aisle.

Why's that?

Somebody pulls out a piece,
we can get to 'em faster.

All right.

Makes sense.

Junie, I want you out front

frisking anybody who want to come in.

- You got it.
- We can't do that.

Why not?

Malcolm doesn't want anyone frisked.

What in the hell you talking about?

Malcolm doesn't want young
people put off by checkpoints.

We're expecting a lot
of college students.

How in the hell are we supposed
to protect a motherfucker

who don't want protection?

You know what?

I am in the mood for a Cuba Libre.

Okay.

We're gonna take back
your homeland, Jose.

What's wrong, pal-o-mine?

I know Bumpy Johnson.

He's up to something, believe me.

Yeah, you're probably
right. But what can he do?

Do not underestimate him.

Ugh. That's too sweet.

My station chief in West Berlin

used to toss a cat out
a three-story window

so we could all watch

what makes them always
land on their feet.

You know how?

I don't believe I care.

Well, it's a righting reflex.

No matter how the cat's
thrown, it bends and twists

until its ass is in the
right position to land.

Johnson wasn't cooperating,

so I bent and twisted
until I found what worked.

That is what I do.

A cat has nine lives.

Even if it breaks its neck,

it can come back and fuck with you.

Johnson's not stupid.

He knows the power and
the reach of the CIA,

and he's not stupid
enough to fuck with me.

You kidnapped his daughter.

He sees you as a threat to Malcolm X.

Johnson has a "righting
reflex," just like you do.

Fine.

I'll, uh... have him tailed.

I'll be on his ass if he tries anything.

Mm. Ugh.

You have to finish that shit.

I asked you here for two reasons.

One, I'd like you to meet
Mr. Cyril DeGrasse Tyson.

Oh, it's an honor.

I have admired your work in education

and urban outreach for years.

Thank you.

And second, to give you this.

Well, it's wonderful, but unnecessary.

You deserve it.

I wanted there to be
some tangible recognition

for all the work you've done.

Well, the work's just getting started.

Let me cut to the chase.

I'm the new administrative
director at HARYOU,

and I'm afraid...

you're out.

Cyril...

There's no room for gangsters

or their wives in this organization.

It isn't the message that I wish to send

to our community or our children.

Does Congressman Powell know about this?

It... It wasn't his choice, nor mine,

but Cyril has been
tasked by the governor

with merging his community
action program with ours,

so he's calling the shots.

I'm sorry, Mayme.

Well, Mr. Tyson,

I wish you the best of luck.

And if you don't mind, I'd like
to make one last contribution.

What is it?

It's this.

Why don't you take it
and shove it up your ass?

Joe.

I'm leaving.

I just wanted to say goodbye.

What?

That ticket to Paris you
gave me... I'm gonna use it.

The fuck are you talking about?

I'll send for the rest
of my things later.

What is this? What happened?

Why can't you call this
off for your own safety?

Call this off?

This is everything
I've been working for.

I don't wanna see how it ends.

Stella, this is business.

I know what the fuck I'm doing.

My father will crush you.

Everybody, get the fuck out.

Get the fuck out!

I have this under control.

This is the biggest
fucking deal of my life,

and you're just gonna fucking leave?

Yeah.

Go.

Joe.

Before I get on that plane,

I'm gonna take one last
shot at saving your life.

Wish me luck.

What makes you think Robert Morgenthau

ain't gonna turn around and fuck us?

There's enough information in
that Operation Mongoose file

to fry both the FBI and the CIA.

If Morgenthau can nail Harvey,
it'll grant us immunity.

William Harvey is our
life insurance policy.

Yeah, but insurance
doesn't usually pay off

until after you're dead.

Take your weapons and
toss them to the ground.

Don't make me shoot
you between the eyes.

First off, I don't
appreciate your efforts

to cut a deal with Robert Morgenthau.

Think I didn't have
a plant in his office?

Morgenthau arrests me,

and in exchange for
immunity, you go scot-free.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

That's clever.

You ever want to work for
the CIA, I'll find you a job.

- What do you want?
- Gigante, I need you

to secure the delivery
on Randall's Island.

Johnson, I need you to
distribute the narcotics.

Who the fuck you think you are?

You both have daughters, right?

You are protective of them.

Do as I ask, clam up with the Feds,

and we can all be friends.

You're threatening my daughter?

I'm not your enemy. I'm your benefactor.

We're all gonna make a lot of money.

Just do what you're told

and I will never have to think
about your children again.

What about Morgenthau?

Read him a fucking fairy
tale if he wants dirt on me.

I got you covered.

Nobody'll touch you.

You got all the cards.

Well, that's correct.

But I can't fault you for trying.

Do we have an agreement?

Agreed.

I think our life insurance
just got canceled.

What's to keep Morgenthau
from arresting us

once he sees that Harvey's not there?

Not much.

If you want to bail, I'll go this alone.

Fuck it.

Fuck it, I'd rather be dead than
let Colombo take what's ours.

Mm.

You're home.

I've been fired.

What?

HARYOU has a new director.

Cyril DeGrasse Tyson.

He doesn't want me involved
because I'm married to you.

Congressman Powell know about this?

He's in Washington.
It was a sneak attack.

Just humiliating.

I'll see what I can do about it.

Oh, don't bother.

They will never accept me
as long as I am with you.

Mayme, I don't think that's true.

In your heart, you are
a good man, Ellsworth.

But you and I have both
made immoral choices.

Mayme, please.

You... You helped keep
that organization alive.

When I married you...

I made a deal with the devil.

And I just have to accept that.

Dear Lord Jesus, we beseech
you to bless this family

and to guide us to be better
instruments of thine will.

Amen.

Yeah, well...

I could use a prayer

that helps me destroy my enemies.

Vincent, we must trust

that the Lord knows what's best for you.

- Am I interrupting?
- No.

What are you doing here?

I just came to get some things.

I'm leaving the country.

What about Colombo?

That was a mistake.

A big one.

Stella, praise the Lord that
you've come to your senses.

Yeah.

Dad...

are you gonna kill Joe Colombo?

No. I don't kill people, Stella.

Fuck you. I need you to promise me

that you're not gonna kill him.

You heard him. He's
not gonna harm anyone.

Uncle Louie, your head's shoved
so far up your fucking Bible,

you won't admit what's
right in front of you.

And you need to admit
your sins to the Lord.

Would you shut the fuck up?

You can both rot in hell.

I don't even care this
time. I'm going to Paris.

No, stay here, stay here. Listen to me.

O-Olympia, she's gone, right?

For good.

And I promise, I-I won't
lay a hand on Colombo.

How can I possibly trust you?

Well, that's easy.

Joe told me that you gave him
the idea for Randall's Island.

So?

It was smart.

She's a smart girl.

So, you stay here.

You work with me.

I'll bring you into everything I do,

and I'll give you a piece, a good piece.

Will that make you happy?

How strong is the trust that
you set up for my family?

They could live to
the biblical age of 900

and do it in style.

And what if something happened to me?

What's gonna happen to you?

- It's a thought experiment.
- Is everything all right?

Just wanna make sure the people
that I love are taken care of.

That's all.

Bumpy, you're scaring me.

I cost Mayme her job.

I've been pretending that what I do

doesn't affect the people that I love.

But it does.

I'm sorry.

What if I stop selling narcotics?

What would that look like?

Ugly.

I mean, narcotics is the
backbone of your business.

A wise man knows when to change.

I'm long overdue.

Who's wiser than you?

Malcolm.

He's been trying to get
me to change my life.

He's an idealist.

But you... you're a realist.

Malcolm is a man who lives to
the fullest of his potential.

Me...

I'm just using a fraction of mine.

I was told...

you only die once,

so you should live every day...

to the fullest.

It's time, Brother Minister.

Yeah, I'm coming.

Just a moment.

Thank you.

Well, I just heard that you brought

the education bill to the floor.

Thank you.

I do feel unusually optimistic
about the country these days.

The better angels of
our nature are winning,

just like Lincoln predicted.

He predicted that before
they shot him in the head.

Oh, you're in a dour mood.

Well, I just can't help it.

I have this sense of foreboding.

I woke up with it.

I think...

I think it's because every time

we make progress in this country,

something bad happens to set us back.

See, that kind of thinking
isn't like you, Adam.

You've got to keep the faith, baby.

Where the fuck is Harvey?
He should be here by now.

Thank you, William.

Betty and the girls are already inside.

- They're in the front row.
- Right.

The big question is whether those girls

can sit still for an hour.

Right this way, Brother Minister.

There's a waiting room in
the corridor to the right.

Thank you.

Where are Chance and Pettigrew?

Pulling up on the
Audubon Ballroom on 165th.

Yeah, let's park a few blocks away.

We'll hoof it in with the others.

Let's keep an eagle eye on
every motherfucker in that room.

If anybody so as squints at Malcolm,

we'll take him the fuck out, yeah?

Damn skippy.

Are you kidding me?

The fuck is this shit?

Get out of the car.

Says who?

Not gonna be making it
to the Audubon today.

Who the fuck are you? NYPD?

Yeah, FBI? CIA?

Take your pick.

Cuff 'em.

- Hey.
- Wha... Hey!

Lobby's jammed.

We set 400 chairs.

Looks like a lot of
people are intersected

in what you have to say.

That's good news.

Reverend Galamison's
wife said he was ill.

He had to cancel.

That's strange.

Brother Carlin canceled this afternoon.

I don't think you should go out there.

It'll be fine.

Why don't you go and check
on Betty and the children?

Everything will be fine.

If you're not letting us frisk...

then at least do this for me.

- No, brother.
- It's small, Malcolm.

You can affix it to the
back of your waistband.

I won't carry a gun.

I cannot guarantee the
safety of this auditorium.

If you won't do it
for me, do it for Betty

and your children.

Girls, sit up straight.

When's Daddy coming on?

Soon, Attallah.

Hello, Elise.

Ooh, look at this place.

It's filling up.

All kinds of new faces here.

Yes. His message is spreading.

It's Chin.

Fucking Bumpy Johnson.

The fuck is he doing here?

- I don't know.
- I knew it.

These motherfuckers are up to something.

I wanna kill these motherfuckers.

Hey, hey, slow down, slow down.

Jose, put the gun down. You hear me?

You hablo ingles, motherfucker?
Put the goddamn gun down.

Get on the fucking ground.

Jose... Jose, put the gun down.

Where the fuck is Bill Harvey?

Tell me right now or I
blow your fucking heads off.

Harvey went to the Feds.
We came here to warn you.

You're a fucking liar!

Jose! Stop it!

Put the gun down! You cannot pop a boss!

Hey, fuck you, okay?

I'll fucking kill
this motherfucker then.

Where the fuck is he, Bumpy? Look at me.

One chance. Where the fuck is Harvey?

William Harvey started with the FBI.

He never really left them.

He's selling us out, Jose.

The Feds are coming here any minute.

I'm telling you right now.

Harvey's with the FBI?!

That's fucking bullshit.

Bumpy, I told you never fuck with me!

- Get down! Hands up!
- Take 'em down.

All right, all right,
all right, all right.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Betty and the girls are good?

Yes.

But there are some men out
there who give me the chills.

I'm gonna go out there.

Best wishes, Brother Minister.

Thank you, Omar.

I can't thank you enough for
everything you've done for me.

And for our cause.

We have a lot more to do.

Yes, we do.

Both of us.

It's time.

Brother Benjamin's making
the introductory remarks.

Thank you.

Malcolm, wait.

Brothers and sisters,

I will now introduce to you

a man who would give
his life for his people.

- As-Salaam Alaikum.
- Wa Alaikum Salaam.

Hey, get your hand out of my pocket!

Hold... Hold it, brother...

Hold it! Hold it!

They're killing my husband!

No!

No! No!

He's gone. He's gone.

He's gone! He's gone.

Betty... Betty, I have to take
the weapon away from him now.

If the cops find it,
they'll say it was just

two niggers in a gun fight
and they won't investigate.

Betty, I'm... I'm sorry.

Why?

Why? Why?!

Oh, Malcolm. Oh, Malcolm.

Ah.

It was my understanding
that you'd lead me to Harvey.

Instead, I got handed a 50-inch belt

and a pair of Florsheims
from the coroner.

I heard he got drunk
on a roof and fell off.

Yeah, he loves his Cutty Sark.

It affected his balance.

Hmm.

Well, that's cute. Very cute.

Which one's Abbott and
which one's Costello?

Hmm?

You expect me to believe
this shit when you say it?

Aside from the shipment you just seized,

we helped you stop an illegal CIA plot.

If it goes public,
there'll be a shitstorm.

Don't worry, boys.

I'm keeping my end of the bargain.

But I promise you this.

Next time I see you,

you'll be doing your little
comedy routine from Rikers.

All right, uncuff them. Let 'em go.

Did you see the look on Colombo's face

when the Feds rolled up?

That was fucking
priceless, let me tell you.

You and I, we own this town.

Harlem's ours.

I got what I wanted.

That motherfucker Harvey is dead,

and Battle and Colombo,

they won't be coming
after me or my family.

I'm getting out of narcotics.

What are you talking about?

I'm making a change.

What do you mean?

Harlem is yours.

We interrupt this program

for an important bulletin.

A shooting has occurred in
Harlem's Audubon Ballroom.

While giving a speech to his followers,

Malcolm X was shot dead
by unknown assailants...

He said, "Stay cool," "Stay calm,"

or something like that,
and, uh, just then,

the gunfire went off, and
his... his hand was up.

I remember this. I
turned around quickly,

and the next thing I saw was...

was Malcolm falling
back in a dead faint.

Um, right after that, of
course, like everybody else,

you know, chairs were
being knocked over,

there were screams, uh,
everybody was in a mad...

I-I need to go home now.

I understand.

My people need me.

Your Nation needs you.

J. Edgar Hoover has informed me

that suspects from a mosque
in New Jersey were responsible.

Hoover said that?

Well, then it must be true.

We need to preach calm now, Adam.

He was the brightest and the best of us,

so they shot him down.

Didn't anybody hear anything?

How about the FBI?

Hoover said they were taken
completely by surprise.

Oh, now you know that is bullshit.

The truth will come out.

Besides, we can't bring him back.

You can kill a man,
Adam, but not his ideas.

They will live on.

You'll see.

I did what you said, Malcolm.

Tried to do the right thing.

That's what you wanted, right?

Stubborn fool!

Who's laying on the slab now, you or me?

I tried to protect you.

Why wouldn't you let me?

How am I supposed to
forgive myself for this?

I promise you, Malcolm...

one day, I'm gonna be the
man that you wanted me to be.

May we all... our people...
be who you wanted us to be.

But this is hard to swallow.

It's got its hand on
my throat, and it's...

it's yanking me back in.

So, I promise you this, as well.

Whatever forces put you here,

I will have vengeance.

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