Godfather of Harlem (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - By Whatever Means Necessary - full transcript

See you on the outside, Bumpy!

Get the fuck outta here!

Fuck you, too, man!

So much has changed in Harlem
since you've been gone.

Bad and good.

A lot of folks moved out
to Brooklyn and Queens.

They don't feel safe here anymore.

Leeds Department Store
went out of business.

Can you imagine that?

No.

Remember how we used to
buy your shoes there?



Yeah.

Apollo still there.

As long as there's a Harlem,
we'll have the Apollo.

Who's James Brown?

A singer... talented.

Maybe we'll go see him sometime.

I just know you'll get right
back into the swing of things.

Looking at you...

I'm already back
into the swing of things.

I tried to imagine it
from your letters.

Man, to see it for real, it's...

it's modern, alright.

We needed a fresh start.

Afternoon, Mr. Booker.



Welcome home, Daddy.

I'm home for good.

There's the man of the hour!

Yeah, Bumpy!

Guap, they didn't tell me you was here, man.
Bumpy.

Thanks for coming out, man.
I really appreciate it.

And I appreciate what you did
for my family, alright?

The Italians...

They're creating a problem
for us, Bumpy.

We so glad you back.
But Mayme's more glad.

I mean, she won't say,

but she missed you
something awful.

And Charlie
just got into Morehouse.

We a little short on funds,
but, you know --

- I'll see what I can do, alright?
- Thank you.

I got a line on a dozen
.38 Colt Longs,

three Browning Automatics,
and them boys got some kick.

Margaret's doing
so well in school.

She's really smart?

Exceptional.

And...'course,

the roof in the rectory
is leaking.

I got an idea.

I got a car wash
on 112th street --

this car wash
on 112th street.

Bumpy: Why are you starting
a new business right now?

Man: You look good.
Prison agrees with you, man.

- Good to see you, brother.
- Good to see you, Bumpy.

Daddy?

Daddy?

Are you okay?

I'm fine. Come here!
Come here, come here.

Give me a hug.

You want some ice cream?
Wanna go get a split?

A split.

Yeah.

We got a problem
up on 46th.

Alright.

- We'll do that later, okay?
- Alright.

Okay.

Welcome home, Bumpy.

I'm sorry you gotta come
back to all this shit.

What happened?

They came in
from the back,

turned this place out
like a $5 ho.

Dexter stepped up...

so they capped him.

Who did it?

Some dark-haired
motherfucking guinea

named Zambrano.

Zambrano?
That's Chin Gigante's crew.

You gon' be able
to tough this out?

Yes, sir.

Is Sister Helen
still at St. Mary's?

You take him over there.

You tell 'em that Dexter's
a part of my crew.

You got it.

You'll be alright.

Now you got a story to tell
all these ladies.

See he gets anything he needs.

I'm-a get a crew in here
to clean this place up, alright?

It's good to see you.

See you, too.

Let's go.

Bumpy: Who is this guinea
that this kid's talking about?

Zambrano.

He's running Harlem
for the Genovese family.

He muscled in
on numbers, women, dope.

But till now,
he left your spots alone.

Tell you this, we ain't
do nothing to bring it on.

The Italians are
sending us a message.

Cecil still shine shoes
over on 37th?

That old coot --
He'll be there till he's 100.

Lay a dime on him.

Make sure he gets us
the wherefore on Zambrano.

That cop D'Alessandro,

he still at the 28th?

Nah, nah, he went
to narcotics.

We need to put
more cops on the pad,

make sure this
never happens again.

You got it.

Take me to Pleasant Avenue.

You know, they still
don't take too kindly

to colored folks
in East Harlem.

Last six blocks of the old country

they got up here.

You know what they call Negroes...

on Pleasant Avenue?

What?

Dead.

We'll see.

WLIB is proud
to present the discussion

between Congressman
Adam Clayton Powell Jr.

and Minister Malcolm X from the Nation --

Turn it up.

Congressmen Powell,

how should Negroes respond
to police brutality?

Non violence demands
that the means we use

must be as peaceful
as the ends we seek.

- Negroes want our rights.
- Yeah.

Minister Malcolm, I got my rights right here.

To accuse us of violence

is like accusing the man
who is being lynched

simply because he struggles vigorously
against his lyncher.

I knew that cat
before he changed his name,

before he got that "X."

We got history,
him and me.

Announcer:
Congressman Powell?

Non violence is a powerful weapon.

That's it.

That's them right there.

This the place.
Go around the corner.

If we want to be
accepted in this America,

we must strive to find
the black man's rights,

to change the white man's idea
who the black man is.

Get your motherfucking
hands up!

He said up, motherfuckers!Move. Move. Move!

Move!

What the fuck
you looking at?

Yeah. Kilos in the carcass.

Easy with that.

Jimmy, how we looking?

Looking good, boss.

How's the quality on this batch?

What we looking at?

I'd say 96% pure.

Who the fuck are you?

Where's Chin?

If you're here
to steal our dope,

you won't get off
this block alive.

Get Chin or I'll blow
your fucking head off.

I'm a made man.

Yeah?You got some fucking nerve.

There you are.

What balls you got,
coming in here with a shotgun?

Hey, this is Bumpy Johnson.
He's a legend.

He took on Dutch Schultz
back in the day.

This is Richie Zambrano.

He's my capo.
He come down from Detroit.

He's my cousin.

You the guy
who knee-capped that kid?

He's never gonna walk again.
You know that, right?

That's too bad.

You backwards
guinea motherfucker.

What'd you
come here for?

You know why I'm here.

That's why you sent this goombah
by to hit my spot.

That was a warning shot,

make sure you stay
in your place.

You used to be Vito's driver
before I left.

And now you're the boss.
Okay...boss.

I get a cut of everything
from 110th to 160th,

just the way it was before.

No.

Richie Zambrano,
he runs Harlem for me now.

Harlem's mine.

Times have changed.

I haven't.

You look so good.

You just...

God, I missed you.

What?

You fired a gun tonight.

Not atnobody.

Baby, we gotta talk.

How you expect me to talk
with you looking like this?

I think you ever wanna come home
to this again,

you best start talking.

Look, you don't wanna say
nothing out there

because you gotta be strong
for your men, I see that.

That's how
it's gotta be.

But in here,
you are gonna be real,

and you are
gonna talk to me.

Alright.

What you wanna
talk about?

Baby, nobody does that time
and comes out fine.

So, I want you
to talk to me

about how
they locked you in a cage

like an animal.

That is what
I wanna talk about.

Baby...
Baby, we don't...

We could talk about that
some other time.

Well, you don't touch me
until you say it.

They locked me in a cage.

And?

And I was alone.

What else?

I was scared.

Of what?

Dying alone in the dark.

Not being able
to come back.

Losing...

you.

Baby, we have got
a lot to lose.

And I need you to control
your temper.

I'm trying, babe.

Trying.

I'm trying.

Check.

That fucking guy.

I knew Chin would ask you
to go to the Families

for permission to kill me
after what I did.

It was very bold.

And reckless.

Before I got sent away,
I got a cut of everything

you guys did
from 110th to 160th.

I'm putting things back
the way they were, Frank.

Good luck with it, yeah?

It's your move.

Costello's here.

Let the games begin.

If it ain't
The Prime Minister.

Chin.

Sit down, sit down.

Want an espresso?

No, thanks.

What'd they say?

I spoke to Lucchese,
Profaci, Bonanno, and Gambino.

They are inclined
to give Bumpy a pass.

You do not have a green light
to shoot this man.

I can't kill a nigger
who fires a shotgun in my place?

He went away
on a narcotics rap.

He never snitched,

even though it was our guys
who screwed it up.

He understands the rules better
than some of our own,

and the other bosses
like that.

They like how
I lost 90 grand?

Listen, you were lucky
to get hold of Harlem

when the others thought
it was just pennies.

I was lucky or smart?

Well, heroin has
made it a gold mine.

And now they're all itching
to get a piece of that pie.

Why do you think Bumpy made
the move to Pleasant Avenue

when to be seen there
for a Negro is to be shot?

He knew that
you'd come to me,

I'd go to the Families,
he gets protection --

brilliant.

My advice is relax.

He shot a cow,
for Christ's sake.

Chin, be well.

Yeah.

Thank you, Costello.

He still acts like
I'm Vito Genovese's driver.

I got a mulignan Cuban in
Spic Town who could hit Johnson.

Families would
know I did it.

No. No, this guy's
purple-black.

Just be one nigger
killing another.

Happens every day.

Richie...

Johnson, he stopped a guy
from killing Costello

when they were
doing time in Lewisburg.

I sent him to the Families

'cause I knew he'd vouch
for that rat-bastard.

Why?

'Cause every time
Costello spends

one of his nigger-loving chips
with the Families,

he gets weaker.

Guineas are gonna come after us
for what you did last night.

We need to be ready.

Bump, all due respect,

but they got a couple
of hundred soldiers.

What are
we gonna do?

Enjoy breakfast.

Detroit Red?

Bumpy Johnson.

Detroit Red.

What's happening, brother?
It's been a long time.

Somebody had told me
that the red-conked hustler

that I knew back at Small's

was gonna end up on the cover
of Life Magazine,

I would've told them
that they was crazy.

Yeah, well,
the Honorable Elijah Muhammad

opened my eyes, brother.

Maybe he can do
the same for you.

Brother. I ain't falling
for your new hustle.

Hey, this ain't
no hustle, man.

I know you came up in here
to get some pork chops.

Hey, Henry?

Can you get him
a plate of pork chops?

- Alright.
- Little apple sauce on the side.

- I'm good. I'm good, Henry.
- Little cinnamon twist.

Listen, brother,
pork is unclean,

just like your mind.

I heard you got out, brother.
How you been?

Young brother...
I done this before.

Yeah, you have.

Hey...

You...

You were the first to recognize
my deficiencies as a hustler.

I credit you with pushing me
toward the path of Islam.

That's the first time
anybody's accused me

- of pushing 'em toward religion.
- I know it is.

But I believe in providence,
brother.

Maybe that's...

Maybe that's why I ran into you today.

I got something
I want you to see.

You know, back when I was hustling,

only people into dope
were artists,

musicians,
and hep cats.

Now it's everywhere.

Wasn't like this when I went away.

More heroin comes out
of these four project towers

than any other place
in Harlem.

And if you're trying
to grow up here,

it is a nightmare.

Shutting down drug corners
where children grow up

is the Nation's cause.

Think if it was yours.

Duji is duji, Malcolm.

It's a commodity.
It's like shoes or soap.

You used to see it that way,
just like I do.

I changed.

The Genovese family
controls this spot.

Yeah, well,
I wanna shut it down.

Yeah, that ain't
gon' be easy.

You wanna shut the dope
down here?

Yeah.

But these Italians
have too many guns.

If that's what
you need...

I got guns.

I got soldiers.

Alright.

Yeah, the white man
wants you to be high and drunk.

He wants you to be
high and drunk

the way some men try to get
a woman under the influence

if they wanna
sleep with her.

Brothers and sisters,
the struggle against this drug

is the struggle
for liberation.

Let's go.
It appears we have company.

Get off of my spot!

All of you,
get off of my spot!

Get out of here,
every one of youse!

Right now!

Every one of these men will die
for what they believe.

Your men willing
to do the same?

You're all dead
right now!

I'm looking at dead men,
every fucking one of youse.

What took you so long?!

I was getting bored!

So was Chance...

Pettigrew,

Richie,

and Junie Byrd.

All of us,
bored shitless.

Surprised to see me,

Malcolm is
an old friend of mine.

Malcolm, Chin used to
be a pretty good boxer

back in the day,

till this Negro kid I managed
just busted his ass up.

He likes to play
the dumb bruiser.

But that's just so the guineas
from the other Families

underestimate him.

But there's one thing
that you didn't count on.

Me.

Yeah, you.

You know that nobody
likes you people

getting all loud
and boisterous, right?

Isn't that a stereotype
that you don't want

your people to have?

Nothing goes down
from 110th to 160th

unless I get my cut.

Otherwise, I will
shut you down in Dunbar.

I will shut you down in Jefferson.
Johnson.

I will shut down
all of your spots,

just like I did here.

Bootlip shine,
I'll put you in the --

Go ahead, go ahead!
Say fucking something else!

You say something,
I'll cut your fucking throat!

Hey, hey!
Hey, Johnson!

- Say one more fucking word!
- Johnson, cut it out!

He's made!

He's a made man.
They'll kill you.

Right?

You'll have every one
of the Families

down on your head.

Your wife and your kid
will be picking pieces of you

out of the East River,
you know that.

He's right, brother.

Think of your family.

That's smart.

Let's go.

Turn around.

Let's go.

Hey, darling.

There's someone here
who needs to talk to you.

- Who?
- You remember my friend Delia?

She used to hostess with me
down at Small's.

Son's in some kind
of trouble.

Baby, I ain't got time
for this right now.

Come on, sugar.
Just give her five minutes.

She was there for me
while you were gone.

Alright, baby.

Baby,
you remember Delia.

Of course.
'Course I do.

Mr. Johnson.
It's such a pleasure.

Mayme tells me that,
you got a problem

that you wanna
talk to me about?

Yes.

My boy Teddy...

he always had
a way with music.

Even when he was little,
any time he played that guitar,

everyone would stop whatever
they was doing and listen.

He plays with
Mary Wells.

I know Mary.

Boy must be...
a really good musician

to be playing with Mary.

Yeah, but he got a disease.
An affliction.

Lot of musicians,
they -- they get high.

It's -- It's just
a part of the game.

He don't touch dope.

It's an addiction
to white women.

Sorry.

They demons.

This devil white woman
has taken my son's soul.

You got to help me,
Mr. Johnson.

Your girl can sing,
but she ain't no Celia Cruz.

Manager said Teddy ain't played
the last four nights.

I'll talk with Mary
when she's done.

She's better than Celia Cruz.

Bumpy?
Hey.

You handsome
geechee motherfucker.

I heard you was out.

How come you ain't
come hear me sing?

I'm here now,
ain't I?

Mary...you got
the voice of an angel,

you know that, right?

You still married?

'Cause if you ain't,

I'd like to have you
for breakfast.

Come on, be a good girl.
Alright?

Okay?

Look, I'm just here
for Teddy Greene,

your guitar player.

You know where he is?

Nope.

Come on.

He in some kind
of trouble?

Guineas looking for him.

Guineas?

Why?

Teddy had a whole key
of that good brown duji.

He uses?

Nah, Teddy was peddling.

How's a... how's a blues man

get the connections
to get that brown shit?

That brown shit comes --
comes straight off the boat.

I don't know.

You know what?

Teddy's mama,
she's worried sick about him.

Maybe he got it from
that white girl he been seeing.

She's Italian.

You know her name?

Nah.
Hey!

Baby.

Teddy's with a guinea girl,
this can go bad.

They will cut off his hands,
and they will cut off his feet.

Please, Bumpy,
don't tell nobody I told you.

Go on.

It's Stella Gigante.

What?

Stella Gigante?

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.

Stella's from my first marriage
with Tess.

Always been a handful.

Stella is under the influence
of a Negro.

Like Bathsheba was
seduced by David.

She betrayed her family,
her blood.

Now, under this ni...

Sorry, Negro's direction,

Stella has stolen
an item from me,

a valuable possession
that I had hidden.

Now I don't know if the two
of them are using the stuff

or if this Negro
just needs the money.

But he has cast
a spell on her.

I love you, Teddy.

I love you, Stella.

Now, I have...

I have asked
the Lord our God...

to smite this nigger dead!

And if He can't do it,
I swear to Christ, I will.

It's between you and me only,
strictly off the books.

I want
Bumpy Johnson dead.

James Brown just
a bunch of noise to me.

Fool up there gyrating

like he got a cockroach

up his ass.

Can't compare to Lena Horne,
right?

No, sir!
No. No. No.

I got some beeswax
for these Osters of yours,

put a deep shine on 'em.

'Course now the whole world
done changed.

When you was out here,
we didn't have junkies

nodding off
all over the place.

You do what I asked,
Cecil?

Yeah, Bumpy.

So, what you got?

That damn Zambrano cat
you asked about?

Turns out,
he got a taste for dark meat.

Yeah.
That figures.

Yeah, a girl on 36th Street
named Flossie,

beautiful chocolate skin,

she skip by his pad,
act like she his maid,

and he get more
than his floors waxed,

I'll tell you that.

Flossie?
Yeah, Flossie.

I'm waiting for
Minister Malcolm.

He should be here
any minute.

Well, I'm just
warming his chair.

Hello, Cecil.

Hello, Reverend Powell.

It's been a long time,
Johnson.

Welcome back.

I have a --
a political matter

I could use
your assistance with.

I'm a convicted felon,
Congressman.

I ain't got
no vote for you.

Well, I'll keep it
mercifully short.

Those Democrats
at Tammany Hall

have rigged things
to keep me off the ballot.

Don't bother asking me

about Frank Costello
or his connections,

'cause I ain't helping you
with shit.

Listen,
you low country

gullah rice picker,
don't pull that shit on me.

Costello can get me
on the ballot.

Listen, you high yella
motherfucker,

just 'cause you come
from Sugar Hill

don't think
you can play me.

When I got sent up,
you said a --

a monster got taken
off the street.

You think that
I don't know that?

I think you know
the difference between

public pronouncements
and reality.

I have influence with federal
law enforcement agencies.

Ain't got
no federal beefs.

Yet.

Ready, Reverend Powell?

Next time, Cecil.

Just consider it.

That's all I'm asking.

Brother Malcolm.

Your pretty
slick-suited brothers

have been poaching
from my flock.

Handing out fliers
in front of my church.

Well, you see them
as your flock.

That might just be
the problem.

Well, least they're not
the sheep of Islam

with their woolly suits
and bow ties.

Why don't you let me preach
to your congregation, brother?

See if your white man's
Christianity can

stand up to
the black man's Nation.

When hell
freezes over.

You want my pulpit

because I have 40,000 listeners
on the radio.

I just love seeing
those silver-tongued Negroes

go at it!

I thought you were
helping me shut down

the Randolph Houses,
not trying to leverage

a partnership
with these white devils.

- You hustled me.
- We're both hustlers, Malcolm.

- You just hustle for Islam now, that's all.
- Whoa. Wait.

Wait a minute, brother.
Now, look at you.

Your spit-shined shoes
and Fifth Avenue suit,

you're just like
those integrationists

fighting to sit at
the white man's lunch counter,

trying to get
a piece of their pie.

You think
they see you as an equal?

Or you just House Nigga
to the Mob?

Don't make me slap your ass,
Malcolm.

You're overstepping
yourself.

You wanted to be a lawyer
when you were a kid.

Just like me.

We were both told a colored man
could never attain it.

I don't judge you.

You just called me
a House Nigga.

When you cozy up to
these Italians, you are.

Now, you want my respect,

even though I don't
condone your business,

don't integrate.

Separate.

Got some change?

A dollar?

Please, need a dollar.

Get yourself
some food.

Get yourself
some food.

You gonna eat that
whole thing yourself?

You bet I am.

Daddy's here.

There the two
beautiful ladies are.

Looking beautiful as ever.

You didn't order one for me.

A man ain't seen a split for 11 years

and you ain't got one waiting for him?

We ordered you one.

Well, I guess we're just
gonna have to share,

till... till mine comes?

Daddy, you ate the cherry!

Ain't come with no cherry.

'Course it did!

I didn't see no cherry.

Dig in there,

see if it's down
underneath there.

Sometimes they put it
at the bottom.

Daddy, get out
of my sundae.

Who paying for
this sundae?

Mama paying.

Could I have a bite?

This is nice.

I'll be back in a minute.

Don't touch that split.

Baby, come here.
Come here.

Here you go, punk!

You little fuck!

Punk! Come here!

I'm gonna find you, motherfucker!

You alright?

You alright?-

Alright.

Come on, baby.

Come on, sit here.

It's not mine.
I found it outside.

Hey.

Well, what happened?

We both missed.

Yeah, it didn't take long.

We caught him up
on Washington Heights.

When you said that motherfuckin'
con culowas black as coal,

I knew right away
it was El Mugre.

That motherfucker did hits

for the Genovese family
in Havana

before Castro came in
and spoiled the party.

Now he work
for them up here.

Guapo...

find out who paid him to make
a move on Bumpy.

Time to call Buster?

Yeah.

Call Buster.

He's all yours.

It was Zambrano!

Zambrano paid me!

Zambrano. Chin's guy.

Thought it would take longer than that.

Don't ever underestimate
Big Dick Buster.

Hey, let's go tell Bumpy.

You like what you see?

Up for some fun, baby?

Get your ass outta here!

Go on, now!

What we gon' do, Bump?

Get loud and boisterous.

When I was doing my detox
in solitary at Charleston,

they called me "Satan."

I was so full of hate.

I need to talk to you
about something.

I've done enough talking,
brother.

I decided to
follow your advice

and separate from the guineas
once and for all.

Can't give you any specifics,
but I need your help.

Looking for a couple of kids
that went on the run from Chin,

and I could use
the Fruit of Islam

to help me find them.

You have the audacity

to ask me to use
the Nation again?

I remember
one night back in '47.

You brought a carload
of white boys up here

for some reefer
and a little bit of pussy.

And them Blood Alley Boys
wanted to kill you.

But I calmed
their asses down.

And I told you that night
that if you stay in Harlem,

you're gonna end up dead.

Now, isn't that the night
that you're referring to

when you said that
I set you on the path to Islam?

Alright.

But there's something
you'll need to do for me.

- Hey.
- Adam, there's someone here to see you.

I told him you weren't
receiving any visitors.

At last, Moses comes
to the mountain.

It's alright, Patricia.

Mr. Johnson is one
of our prized constituents.

To what do I owe this honor,
Mr. Johnson?

I'll speak to Costello

about getting you
on the ballot.

And what do you want
in return?

Your pulpit.

They call it a "phone tree."

Each Nation of Islam soldier
calls 50 other soldiers.

They searched
every no-tell motel

in the five boroughs
looking for them kids.

Turns out, they was right here
in Hamilton Heights.

So, they're in here.
One of Malcolm's men found 'em.

What you go
and do that for?

She bit me.

Alright, hey?

I ain't gonna hurt you,
alright?

I'm-a take this
outta your mouth.

Don't bite me.

You stay the fuck
away from me!

What are you doing?

Who are you?

Bumpy Johnson.
I'm a friend of your mama's.

You know
who my father is?

He's gonna kill you
for this shit, I promise.

Of that...
I have no doubt.

And...
what do you think

that he's gonna do
to your boyfriend?

Right.

So...

I'm gonna send him
down South for awhile

till things cool off.

It's the least I could do
for your mama.

I ain't going
nowhere --

Hey!

You think her father
won't kill her

for fucking a Negro

and stealing a key
of his duji?

Romeo and Juliet
isn't a romance.

It's just two dumb kids
who end up dead.

What is this?
Your ticket to freedom?

What you gonna
do with that?

I'm saving your ass.

Now, give me that cross.

I'll see you two later.

What about Malcolm?
Don't you wanna hear him speak?

I already got the message.

We can,
thank Bumpy Johnson for this.

Yeah, well, I'm sure there's
a quid pro quo, brother.

I trust you will stay
within the bounds of propriety.

Well, there's
nothing I'm going to say

your parishioners
can't handle.

Hello, sister.

Our congregation must open
its hearts and minds...

to people of all faiths,

knowing that we are
all one people of one God.

Today, I present

Minister Malcolm X.

A friend of mine recently reminded me

of the importance
of coming together as a people

to face a common enemy.

Come on.
Back of the bus.

We must forget our differences

to fight a system of oppression.

Tactics based on morality
can only succeed

when you are dealing with
a system that is moral.

If a dog is biting a black man,
whether a police dog,

a hound dog,
or any other type of dog,

that black man
should kill that dog.

Or any two-legged dog
that sics the dog on him.

If the government is unwilling

to protect the lives
of our people,

our people are
within their rights

to protect themselves
by whatever means necessary.

And I repeat,

because to me, this is
the most important thing,

our people are
within their rights

to protect themselves...Keep going.

...by whatever... don't stop.

Keep going....means...

Keep going.

- ...necessary.
- Keep going.

Get up.

Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck you!

Fuck, motherfucker!

You nigga, fuck you!

Fuck you!
Fuck you!

Carve that
motherfucker up!

You can't do this,
you dumb fucker!

I'm made!

This is for Dexter.

No, no, no, no...

Fucker!

Flossie, you gotta go.
I need you to get out of town.

You hear me?

Look...

I'm gonna give Johnson
110th to 160th Street.

I'm gonna try and work with him.

Why the change of heart?

Zambrano, he stole
a key of H from me,

and I had to take him out.

Somebody's gotta keep
those niggers in line,

so might as well
be Johnson.

Okay.

Good for everybody.

I told Costello that you can do
your business in Harlem.

Now, give me
my fucking daughter.

You didn't touch her,
did ya?

I'm not an animal.

This whole thing you did here,
it's a nice move.

But I liked it better when
you people knew your place.

You know what they say.
Times are changing.

Yeah.

They didn't touch you,
did they?

No, Daddy.
You sure?

Mia cara passerotta.

Well, let's go.

Let's go, come on.

Hey, there, little one.

Why are you here?
Margaret okay?

Your daughter's fine, Elise.
She's fine.

I came here 'cause...

I wanna help you.

I'm high, Daddy.

Leave me alone.

I can't.

I'm your father.