Godfather of Harlem (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - How I Got Over - full transcript

This is our war
of independence,

only they're gonna do
all the fighting.

- War against who?
- Chin against Bonanno.

I'ma put his contract,
uh, from Bobby Robinson

over toRoyal Chord Records.

Joseph Bonanno is the money
behind that label.

I thought you moved his
contractover to Bonanno.

Got to talk to Bonanno
about it.

But I'm sure he'll do it
just to aggravate Chin.

I thought you were doing
itto protect Teddy.

That, too.



He's just protecting me from
one mobster

by selling me
to another?

You want to pick up
and move to California?

Yes.

And you so caught up
in this white girl,

you can't even seewhat
it is she doing to you.

Since Teddy's
a friend of your daughter,

I thought maybe that you could
help me get my artist back.

Took a lot of courage to
straight-up lie to Chin's face.

Sure hope it doesn't
blow back on me.

He ain't gonna touch you.

The March on Washington,
in actuality,

has become nothing more than
the Farce on Washington.

If you're free on August
28th, a ticket to Washington.



Let's raise some hell.

I'm here to talk to you
about your son

and who you blame
for his murder,

Vincent "Chin" Gigante.

- What did you do?
- I buried his body

in the basement
at Fidler's store.

God rest your soul,
Lorenzo.

You sell Bumpy Johnson
all the junk he wants.

This is war.

It's about getting these
motherfucking guineas

to kill each other off!

He's trying to stir the pot
with you and Bonanno.

We'll all reapwhat we sow.

Are you my sister?

Yes.

I am your big sister.

♪ Run down to the river, mm ♪

♪ We're heading home ♪

♪ Mm-mm, mm, mm ♪

- ♪ Press on through the water ♪
- Goodbye, Daddy.

♪ When Heaven told... ♪

I'll miss you.

♪ Oh, down to the river ♪

♪ It won't be long ♪

Brother, I always thought
I'd be the first one to go.

♪ My Lord is waiting ♪

I'm sorry
I couldn't stop this.

♪ Oh, freedom ♪

♪ Oh, wait till my people ♪
♪ are free, yeah ♪

Funny thing about revenge...

Once you taste it,

- you want more.
- ♪ Hope these chains ♪

♪ Won't carry me, yeah ♪

You started this war, Bumpy,
not me.

♪ Oh, freedom ♪

- ♪ Freedom, freedom, freedom ♪
- I guess...

it's got a life of its own.

♪ Freedom, freedom, freedom ♪

♪ Oh, Lord ♪

Bad dream, Bumpy?

Drugs give me
nightmares.

Where's Mayme?

She's out in the hallway
withthe rest of the family.

I requested a few extra minutesof privacy.

First of all,
I want to seehow you're doing,

and second of all,
I have a message for you.

These last three weeks
have been crazy.

Chin is at war
with Joe Bonanno.

Nobody knows why.

And you are not
to go after Chin.

I was under the protection
of the Families,

and Chin shot me.

You will get justice,
but not right at this moment.

I guess the rules
are different for me, huh?

If he'd come after you, there'd
be soldiers in the street.

I'm gonna kill
that motherfucker!

I'm gonna give yousome
very good advice, okay?

Some of the best
I ever gave to you.

You've got
a beautiful family.

If you go after Chin...

anything can happen.

Thanks for...

for visiting me, Frank.

Of course.

We got rifles
from Joey Salerno,

his boys in Queens.

Pasquale got handguns
shipped from Georgia.

We're gonna hit
Bonanno back hard.

Real hard.

With you two,
God gave with both hands.

Abbondanza.

11 dead
in the past three weeks.

They shot Pete Lombardo
sitting on his stoop.

74-fucking-years old.

It don't make sense.

Bonanno
cannot come after you

without permission
from the Families.

He's fuckin' crazy!

Don't touch me.

What's the matter
with you?

- Now ain't the time for broads.
- Come on.

The guys are trying
to blow off some steam.

You should do the same,
all right?

After all, we've been
hunkereddown for three weeks.

Oy-yoi-yoi.
Let's go for a walk, huh?

Let's get out of here.

You know what?

This captain gave usrifles and pistols.

Let's go back
to the armory,

let's squeeze him
for some Thompsons.

Come on.
You stay here. I'll...

It'll be fun.
Come on, come on.

No, no, no.
I want to go for a walk.

- I want to get some fresh air.
- Come on. Let's go.

Hey? Oh! Come on.
Let's go.

Check the streets.

Clear at the corner!

- It's all clear!
- Nothing this way.

Go get the car.

.225s, .220s.

It's not.
It's .225.

- Yeah, I thought it was .220.
- No, no.

Aah!

Fuck!
Get him inside!

Fuck!
Can't hear a fucking thing!

Get him in!
Did you see anyone?!

Get him in!

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Change ♪

♪ Ye-e-e-e-e-ah ♪

♪ Open up my window again ♪

♪ Open up my window again ♪

♪ I can hear death
callin' my name ♪

♪ I can hear
death callin' again ♪

♪ I swear to God,
things ain't gon' change ♪

♪ I swear to God,
things ain't gon' change ♪

♪ I keep a revolver
with your name ♪

♪ I keep a revolver
with your name ♪

♪ Just in case ♪

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

♪ I had a dream
to touch a kilo gram ♪

♪ Still at odds
with the Irish mob ♪

♪ Rolls-Royce down
Malcolm X Boulevard ♪

♪ Lord, these haters literally
out here preyin' on me ♪

♪ Got the .40 on me
and his hand on me ♪

♪ Snow-white mink
like I'm Dutch Schultz ♪

♪ Run the books and let me
show you how the numbers look ♪

♪ You can't be Lucky
like you Luciano ♪

♪ The kilos slammin'
like they new pianos ♪

♪ And Fat Boy got the big body

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

♪ Open up my window again ♪

♪ Open up my window again ♪

♪ I can hear death
callin' my name ♪

♪ I can hear
death callin' again ♪

♪ I swear to God,
things ain't gon' thange ♪

♪ I swear to God,
things ain't gon' change ♪

♪ I keep a revolver
with your name ♪

♪ I keep a revolver
with your name ♪

♪ Just in case ♪
*GODFATHER OF HARLEM*

Season 01 Episode 08
Episode Title :"How I Got Over"

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now
and in our hour of death.

That old ladyacross the street,

she's got burns
all over her body.

Come on.
Get rid of them.

Hey, hey. Take them out.
Take them out.

A guy that walks into our...
To my block, huh?

Guy walks out
into my street...

Walks out into
mystreet!

Puts a bomb
under mycar!

I don't know
how that happened.

Had 20 fucking guys
out in the street!

I'm gonna do
an investigation.

Where the fuck is Ernie?

Hmm?

Hmm?!

I don't know.

You having fun with your big
sister while your daddy's away?

Oh, yeah.

Elise and I
play games.

And she reads me
all kind of crazy books.

Oh, yeah?
Like... Like, what kind?

Your daddy's coming hometoday,
honey.

- You can discuss it later.
- All right.

Why don't you help Junie
Byrdpack up the car?

- Okay.
- I'll go with her.

Dr. Kravitz,
you have a visitor in the main lobby.

- Dr. Kravitz...
- Elise is so good with her.

Those two get on
like a house on fire.

How long we gonna keep up
this big sister act?

I don't know.

Maybe we wait until
Margaretgets a little bit older.

First, we have to make sure

Elise has really
straightened out.

I put you in danger...

You and the kids.

So sorry.

The important thing is,
is you're all right.

The important thing is
that it never happen again.

I promise you
that it won't.

I'll make sure.
All right?

200,000 people are
assembled today at

the nation's capital to rally
for civil rights.

Many have traveled far,
arriving by bus, by train,

and by air for
the March on Washington.

Black man's angry,
white man's scared.

Kennedy was bamboozled.

Like, how could he give
Martin Luther King

the final speech
instead of me?

- Shit!
- Sorry about that, Congressman.

Aw, man.
Hey, don't worry, don't worry.

I got another bottle
in the trunk.

No, I don't drink.

I was talking to the driver.

King's speech...

His speech
will be all talk.

I don't expect anything meaningful
will be accomplished.

You know, I have half a mindto call
The New York Times

and tell them Jack Kennedychases
ass like a dog in heat.

You know what? Why don't we
get you a cup of coffee

instead of that whiskey?

Aren't you the one
always talking

that if a dog bites ya,
bite him back?

And Kennedy is a dog.

I was talking
about using force

to confront
the white man's brutality.

The minute the movement turns
to violence, we are finished...

Spiritually and inpractical terms,
as well.

Well, we talking vengeance,
Brother Adam,

or justice?

It is often difficult to
distinguish between the two.

Driver, make a quick stopat the hotel.

- I need to change my clothes.
- Why?

They can put
a gag in my mouth,

but my fine suit will
speak1,000 words on my behalf.

This war's meant
one funeral after the other.

Silva Vendetti?

Yeah, we hadconfirmation
class together.Yeah.

They shot that poor kid

when he was throwing out
the garbage.

This is why
that Bonanno,

he's gonna rot in Hell.

Stella...

we need you to come home.

That's why
I called you here.

Instead, you're gonna go sleep
on that Francine's couch.

How do you know
I'm at Francine's?

What,
Daddy's checking on me? No.

She told me.

Every couch you lay on,
they call me.

What kind of a daughter
does not come home

when the family's
in a crisis?

You tell me.

This isn't my home.

Of course
this is your home.

What happened to Lorenzo?

Lorenzo?

Lorenzo Bonanno.

Anything could've happened
to that kid, Stella.

Look who his father is.

His father is fighting
with your father,

because he's jealous of
everything Daddy has.

When are you gonna
open your eyes?

Stop that.

Come home for your father.

If you don't want to come home
for your father,

you come home for me.

I don't have a home.

Stella.

Of course you have a home. Stella.

Daddy!

- Welcome home, Daddy.
- Oh, whoa.

Careful, dear.
Daddy's still fragile.

Hey.

Elise was just reading to me
from a book.

Hm.
Not from the Quran, I hope.

- "Stuart Little."
- Okay.

Why don't you
take the bags and the flowers

and put 'em
in the bedroom?

I'm sorry, Mayme.

I saw you had ham
in the ice box.

You're welcome to it,
of course.

Bumpy's just home now.
He needs his rest.

Mayme, just one word quick,
and we'll be out your hair.

He needs his rest,
Del.

You of all people
should know that.

Darling, why don't you go
lay down on the couch?

Make yourself
comfortable.

I won't be
more than a minute.

Let's take this in the den,
all right?

Word has it,
Bonanno put a bombunder Chin's car,

but...
he's alive.

I knew Bonanno
would try to kill Chin,

but, I didn't think he'd use
a car bomb.

I mean, that's low.

All bets are off
when someone killed your son.

So, Chin's holed up
in his social club,

and Bonanno's expectingreprisals
from Chin's soldiers.

Meanwhile,
Bonanno's sending us

as much duji
as we can handle.

Hmm. Got to admit, Bump,

you figured that out
pretty good.

Everything except for the part
about me getting shot.

The address is
1275 Pleasant Avenue.

Apartment number 4B.

Rented in the name of
"Petrocelli."

Okay. How we gonna get
into this building?

Ever since
that car bomb went off,

Chin's tripled up
security.

I have a friend...
Bernie "The Jew."

He's a real estate agent.
Wear workman's clothes.

He'll be there
to let you into the back.

Don't show your face
on Pleasant Avenue.

Here's the thing...

The apartment window's
got good sight lines

to the social club.

You'll get a clean shot when
Chin decides to come out.

He's got to come out
at some point.

I want you to call me
when he does.

And when did you rentan apartment

across from
Chin's social club?

In the hospital,

soon as I could reach
for a phone.

Don't you see, Del?

Now, Bonanno's done
a low-blow to Chin,

which gives us
a window of opportunity.

If we take Chin out now,
the Families,

they'll think
that it was Bonanno.

Chin is dead.
Bonanno will be next.

And I'll be the only one
left standing.

If the families find out
you killed Chin,

you'll have all of 'em
against you.

You'll die
an ugly death.

Maybe.

I saw that... that little
spark engulf the car.

I saw Ricky screaming,
his face on fire.

I was 30 seconds away
from death.

And who do you think's
behind it?

Bonanno, most likely.

You think Johnson could get
a nigger on this street

to plant a bomb,
day or night?

What, you don't think Bumpy
Johnson knows white people?

White people love that guy.
That's his secret.

On't under estimate him.

- I got him right here!
- It's Ernie!

Bonanno's guy!

This bastard made a run for it
after the blast!

I chased him all the way
to 108th.

You stay the fuck down!

He's one of Bonanno'sfrom Bensonhurst.

I recognized him.

Used to date
Rose Covelli.

All right, get him in the chair.
Tie him up.

All right, turn on the
television... make it loud.

He looks like a screamer.

...simple fact is that until
we went into the streets,

the federal government...

Change the fucking channel!
Come on!

Get that nigger protest
off there!

♪ We love Clanky,
Clanky the Spaceman ♪

♪ He can do a lot of things
nobody else can ♪

♪ We just squeeze him ♪

..Coordinating
Committee, Brother John Lewis.

Ellsworth, look who came to
watch the March with us.

It's Archibald and Lillian.

Looks like you're healing upnicely,
Ellsworth.

- Yeah.
- I think you lost

a few pounds in the hospital.

It suits you.

This is Del Chance,
Nat Pettigrew.

Nice to meet
you fine people.

They're about to go.

Girls,
help your father down here.

I'll grab the refreshments.

- Don't know if I need any help now.
- Mm-hmm.

We were just talking to your
beautiful daughters here.

You've been hiding this one, huh,
Bumpy?

She's my daughter from
a previous relationship.

Forgive Archie.
He's always sticking his nose

in people's business.

It's okay.

So, Elise, Mayme tells me
you'repart of the Muslim group.

Nation.
The Nation of Islam.

And they make you wear
that outfit?

They don't make you wear it.
You have to earn the right.

It's called a hijab.

When I get older,
maybe I can have one.

Let's watch the march.

If we do not get meaningful
legislation out of

this Congress, the time will
come when we will not confine

our marching to Washington.

♪ Clanky
reports to you and me ♪

♪ He can make anything
chocolatey ♪

Clanky is very clever!

Why did Bonanno
come after me?

Huh?

He was not sanctionedto hit me.

No Families gave him
permission to do that!

A man that tells somebody to
puta bomb under their car...

that's a man
that lives by no code!

There were kids out
on that fuckin' street!

You hear me?!

Our entire way of lifeis
based on them rules.

If... If we don'tstick to them rules,

we're no different
than the apes.

Would you turn
that fuckin' thing off?

Ernie, give me his wallet.

163274th Street,
Brooklyn.

Yeah, that's right.
That's right.

As a rule,
we don't touch families.

But because you put a
lowdown dirty bomb under my car,

the car that my wife drives,
that my kids are in,

I'm gonna...

- I'm gonna kill your family.
- No!

Ah! Ah!

I'm gonna kill
your fucking family.

Ernie, go to Brooklyn
and wipe 'em out.

You killed Joe's son.

You killed Lorenzo.

A 17-year-old boy.

All 'cause...

All 'cause he was fucking
your daughter.

Sorry, boss.

I couldn't let him
disrespect you like that.

Not here in our house.

Yeah.

He was a fucking liar.

Okay. Why don't we get
thismess cleaned up, huh?

Hey.

When we open
the books back up,

you know,
I'll remember this day.

What are you doing
up on your feet?

Why the hell you invite
those self-satisfied

Sugar Hill negroes up in here?
You know I can't stand them.

You know that, right?
We talked about this last week.

I don't remember that.

You don't want to remember.

I'm not up for this today.

It's not that I don'twant a will.

I just don't want Archiedoing it.
That's it.

He is the best trust and estate
lawyer in Harlem,

if not Manhattan.

I don't want that busybodyall
up in my business. Mnh-mnh.

I don't understand,
Ellsworth.

You have
everything organized...

Your businesses, your bankaccounts,
your stock portfolios.

But you don't have
a will.

You have never wanted to
deal with

the inevitability of
your own death.

I saw you shot
in front of my eyes.

I thought you were dead.

Margaret thought
you were dead.

This is not some fantasy.
This could really happen.

Mayme...

I'm not going anywhere, all right?

I'm here.

I am betting
that right now,

you are making some plan
to go after Chin.

Where will it end?

Will it ever end?

That is why
I need the will.

Signed and sealed.

You okay?

Olympia told me that
Silva Vendetti was murdered.

I went to high school with him,
and now he's dead 'cause of me.

He's dead because
he's in the mob.

No, he's dead
'cause I went to Joe Bonanno.

It started a war.

What's going on?

My parents
have eyes everywhere.

I just need some space.

I want to go somewhere
they can't find me.

- My mom will have a fit.
- No, no, no.

Let's get the bus
to California.

I swiped some money
from my mom's purse.

I got enough
to get us there.

I-I have a recording sessiontonight.

You can finish it
in California.

- Come on, Teddy.
- We gotta go. I-I know. I just...

This is everything
we worked towards.

It's finally coming true.
I don't want to ruin that.

It's rude to have your guests
out in the hallway.

If you came here,
white girl,

might as well come see
how the other half live.

Well, it's not a five-star,

but I didn't want to
runinto anybody I know.

Ah, creature comforts
don't mean much to me, Adam.

That's 'cause
you don't knowhow to live!

You're Malcolm X,
aren't you?

Yes, sir.

I thought the Honorable
Elijah Muhammad

banned the Nation from
this "Farce."

Well, I have his blessings
to be an observer.

This is Congressman
Adam Clayton Powell Jr.

I'm George Lincoln
Rockwell.

- You here for the March?
- Indeed I am.

When such
an unspeakable, vast,

storming ocean African savages
marches on your capitol,

the white man must do
something about it.

I'm president of
the American Nazi Party.

Your friend Malcolm and I
agree completely.

We both want the black man
to go back to Africa.

Be great if the Jews
went with 'em.

The white man's fed up.

You'll see 10,000 of us
here today,

marching in solidarity.

If I weren't a gentleman,
I'd punch you right in the nose.

Malcolm, set your friend
straight.

You're a black supremacist,
and I'm a white supremacist.

We have more in common
than you think.

Thanks for coming,
Louis.

You... You gotta take
your collar off.

Excuse me?

You heard me.

I want to talk to you as
a brother, not a priest.

Come on.

Take it off!
Uh...

Come on!

I confessed to you
that I did a terrible thing.

And I need to know
if you told anyone.

You insult my integrity
as a priest

if you think I would breakthe
sacred seal of confession.

No one?

Not to mention...
Not to mention,

you offend me
as a brother.

And you're sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

Vincent...

Joey Bonanno's...

He tried to blow me up
this morning.

His soldier said that
I whacked his son.

You know.

I didn't tell
anybody else but you.

You murdered
a teenage boy.

Yeah.

And now you're reaping
what you've sown.

I told you that.

I've been in agony.

And my only solace is
Luke 17:3...

"If your brother sins,
rebuke him,

but if he repents,
forgive him."

And can you?

Forgive me?

Do you repent?

Louis. Louis.

Louis, you gotta get
out of here, all right?

You gotta get out
of here.

This is no place
for you to be right now.

You gotta go.
Come on. You gotta get out.

Let me help.

Aside from Palmetto Chemical,

the bank accounts, stocks,
and real estate in your name

and the various companiesregistered
in the Cayman Islands

of which you are
sole owner,

are there other assets
we should mention?

That's it.

Ellsworth, there are three
people you should never lie to...

Your doctor, your lawyer,
and yourself.

I should remind you

that profits obtained from
gambling and narcotics

can be subject
to civil forfeiture.

Money's clean, all right?

Mmm.

Oh, these are delicious,
Mayme.

Thank you, Archie.

Now, beneficiaries.

Everything goes to Mayme
with a trust for Margaret.

And what are your plans
for your other daughter?

I want to take care of her.

Give her a-a trust.

Well, Archie,
to be perfectly clear,

Margaret is not
my biological daughter.

She's Elise's.

Bumpy is
Margaret's grandfather.

In that case, there's the issue
of guardianship.

Are you
her legal guardian?

No.

That's a serious issue.

Look, we took Margaret from
Elise's hands when she was 1.

Elise was strung out on drugs
at the time, you know?

Bumpy got sent away
a month later.

We just never
got around to it.

Elise could demand
custody of the child,

and the court would agree.

You could lose your rights
even to see the child.

I'll talk to her.

Here we have a memento known
as "We Shall Overcome"

by one of the gifted artists
of America.

I hope you will get one before
you leave.

Now, now.
Cheer up!

You don't drink,
you don't smoke,

and the Nazis
love you.

It's ain't easy
being a Muslim.

The Nazis are the epitomeof
hatred and prejudice

in this country.

Well,
it's a free country,

and anyone's free
to be an idiot.

That's what's great
about America.

Hmm.

Aw, come on, now.

You were ready
to punch him in the nose.

And I was reminded of
Corinthians...

"Do not repay evil with evil,
insult with insult."

- Oh, damn.
- Mm-hmm.

Now, I suppose
the Bible has a quote

for when you run out of
cigarettes, too.

As a matter of fact, yes.

"You become a slave to whatever
it is you choose to obey."

I figured you'd come up
with something.

Let's get to the march.

I'll pick up some smokes
on the way.

This march...

This is not for me,
Adam.

You go on.
I'll wait here.

Let's turn it up.
Mahalia's singing.

♪ And I've ♪

Mm.
Praise you, Father.

♪ Been scorned ♪

Praise you, Father.
Praise you, Father.

♪ I've ♪

♪ Been ♪

♪ 'Buked, Lord ♪

Blessed
with this voice...

♪ And I've been scorned ♪

Praise you. Praise you, Lord.
Praise you.

♪ Take ♪

♪ But the one thing ♪

♪ I've done wrong ♪

Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you, Jesus.

Thank you, Jesus.
Thank you, Jesus. Thank you.

♪ You know I've stayed ♪

- Shall we?
- ♪ In the valley, Lord, too long ♪

♪ You know I'm gonna tell... ♪

I didn't see you.

I-I didn't want
to interrupt.

In the Muslim faith,
we pray five times a day.

That wasmy afternoon prayer,
Asr.

I realize this must still be
a shock for you,

seeing me like this.

Seeing you, maybe, and Margaret
standing there together?

It was like Heaven on Earth
for me.

You know,
I was angry at you.

I blamed you for
a lot of mistakes I made.

I blamed you for
how unhappy I was.

But I've taken responsibility
for myself,

and my faith
has led the way.

And I just want
to thank you

for letting Margaret
back in my life.

That's what I wanted to talk
with you about.

The the thing is,
I've been trying to get the estate

in order for Mayme,
for Margaret, and for you.

And there's some
guardianship issues.

What do you mean?

We'd always intended to...

to legally adopt Margaret
long ago,

but it never happened.

Now I need your consent
to do that.

I am grateful to you.
Please know that.

But I can't
give up my child.

Not for money.
Not for anything.

I...

I'm sorry.
I just... I can't.

Daddy?
There's a man on the phone.

Thanks, little one.

That's what
you used to call me.

I did.

Hello?

Yeah, it's me.

I suppose you heard
the news.

Yeah.
You missed.

Yeah, my guy fucked up,
and now he's dead.

- It's a fucking mess.
- Yes, it is.

Listen, in case
you get any ideas

about taking matters
into your own hands,

it wasn't sanctioned,
okay?

If you take a crack at Chin,
they're gonna think it's me.

I'm gonna be fucked
upside down.

Stay away from Chin.

Chin ain't my target.

Even though he deserves
to die for shooting me

in front of
my wife and kids.

Yeah, well, I suffer every day
for the loss of my son.

Your kids are alive.

Let's hope
they stay that way.

Give me the keys.

It's a perfect sight-line
to the club.

Almost got
this thing built.

I just got to put on
the scope.

Hurry up.

I don't want to miss Chin
when he comes out.

I'd offer you some water,
but our plumbing is broke.

That's all right.
Thank you for inviting me in.

Did you hear what they
saidon the radio, Mama?

This is a fight for all of us,
white and black.

Mm-hmm.

We're excited about Teddy's
new song being recorded.

He says you was talkin'
about California

when there's some money.

- Mama.
- Yeah. Yeah, we were.

There's a lot of opportunities
out there.

And...

your son's one of the greatest
talents I ever heard.

At least we agree
on something.

Tell me, Stella,
you ever been to California?

No.

You think it's all sunshine
and palm trees?

- No, of course not.
- Where you gonna stay?

A black neighborhood
or a white one?

'Cause from what I hear,
the two don't mix.

Wherever we're accepted.
And whenever you have children,

where they goin' to school?

Because even though they passed
desegregation,

ain't nobody complying with it
out there.

Better hope the baby
looks more like you.

Mama, stop.

Don't you see this girl
is gonna get you killed?

- No, she ain't.
- You say you love him?

Why would you put him
in a position to get shot?

Mama, shut your damn mouth.

Teddy, don't talk to her
that way.

She's right.

She's right.

Hey!

Hey!

Stella.
Come on.

Look.
Don't listen to her.

Stella,
don't listen to her.

- She's right, Teddy.
- She ain't right.

She's right.
She don't know.

I get people killed.

I feel like
I'm losing my mind.

I started a war
so that we could be together.

Stella, I'm not scared,
all right?

- I'm not scared.
- What do you mean?

It's over, Teddy.

What are you
talking about?

What... What do you mean
it's over?

Come on, Stella.

- I'm not scared.
- It's over, Teddy. It's over.

I'm gonna go tell my father.
And this time, it's for real.

You're just gonna give up
that easy?

What part of this
has been easy?

I'd rather give you up
than see you dead.

Excuse me a moment.

How'd it go with Elise?

I guess...

No mother worth respect
wouldgive up her child

if she could help it.

At some point,

Margaret is going to find outthe
truth, all right?

I want to delay that
for as long as possible.

Look, I know you're afraid
that you're gonna lose Margaret.

But that ain't
gonna happen.

You gave your love.

You gave your sacrifice.

That made you her mama.

You're gonna
always be her mama.

All right?

We'll make it work.

- Come on, everyone!
- We will make it work.

- Come on!
- Reverend Shuttlesworth...

He's about to speak.
Hurry up.

of the struggle from
Birmingham,

- Alabama...
- Mm.

Reverend Fred Shuttlesworth.

Yeah.

We knew that... that there were
going to be enough people here

today to let the nation
finally realize

that we mean business about
this thing called freedom.

We didn't come to molest.

We came to be peaceful
and loving and law-abiding

because we are
a law-abiding people.

And we are glad

that you came
in such large numbers today,

both white, black, and all
races and all colors.

The people here today came to
serve notice that if

our country wants peace
and tranquility,

they might just as well
free the Negro.

Because, you see, we realize

that if freedom belongs
to anybody,

it belongs to everybody.

And until everybody has
freedom, nobody is really free.

Last month,
you cameand you asked for help

when Teddy Greene went under
the protection of Bonanno.

But you was lying.
Right?

All right.
All right.

You're working
with Bumpy Johnson.

I barely know the man.

Well, see,
there you go, lying again.

Because I asked around,
and apparently,

Johnson gave you the money
to open your store.

Please. Please, Mr. Gigante.
I-I beg you.

I have two daughters.

What did Johnson say
to Bonanno?

What did Johnson say
to Bonanno?

I don't know.

I don't know.

No?
Go ahead.

What did he say?!

What'd he say?!

What'd he say?!
Hey! Hey!

Stop.

Come on.

I told you I don't know.
I don't know.

I don't know.

You would lose your life
to protect Bumpy Johnson?

I ain't no snitch.

..decent housing,
integrated education, FEPC,

and the right to vote.
What do you say?

She's upset
and won't tell me what's wrong.

She's lucky to have a
big sister like you, little one.

Come down here
and join me.

Don't worry.
I'll see what the problem is.

The Honorable Elijah Muhammad
says we have to turn

our televisions in another
direction to avoid this farce.

Just watch a sec,
honey.

Today we're all fighting
on the same side.

Is someone
going to kill me?

No, of course not.

Why would you say that?

The man on the phone says
he hopes we stay alive.

You gotta promise me
you won't listen in

when your daddy's on the phone.
You hear me?

You hear me?

No harm will ever come
to you.

Ever.

I would never allow it.

Promise?

Cross my heart.

I'll never forget
seeing you on the ground.

I know.

Go on, now.

Why don't you go listento
the speech with your mama?

Go sit with your mamaon the couch.

At this time, I have the honor
to present to you

the moral leader of our nation.

A great, dedicated man.

A philosopher of a non-violent
system of behavior...

..in seeking to bring about social change.

Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

Thank you, Mr. Randolph.

Hey.

Bumpy, there's activity.

Is it out front?

We've got eyes on Chin.

Yeah, he's coming.
He's coming out the club.

Fuckin' goombahs
are all out front.

..millions of
people's faces...

- Just give us the word.
- ...burned by

the flames of injustice.

I'm lined up.

Wait a second.
A taxi's pulling up.

Doors are opening.

Someone's getting out.

Who?

It's... It's his kid.Stella.

Now is not the time for
retribution.

- I got the shot.
- He's got the shot, Bump.

- Hold up.
- Hold on.

Hold up, hold up,
she's in my sight-line.

Hold on.
She's in the way.

We put our faith into
wisdom of non-violence.

We shall obtain justice
without resorting...

- Okay. I got the shot.
- He's got the shot, Bump.

We must ascend the mountain...

Okay. It's clean now.
Stella's out the way.

Are you there?
Bump?

Is it a go?
Is it a go?

Bump, is it a go?
He's got the shot!

..and again.

- Bump?
- We must rise

to the majestic heights...

Stand down.

- What?
- Do not shoot him

in front of his daughter.

You hear me?

- Stand down, Chance.
- What the fuck?

I had it clean.

I don't understand.

I dream of a day my children
will live in a country

where they will be judged not
by their skin color,

but what they carry
within their hearts.

It pains me to admit it,

but Martin gave
a damn good speech.

Mr. Rockwell!

We didn't see you
at the rally.

I was there.

Oh, yes.

You promised 10,000 of
your brethren would show up.

The New York Times reporter told
me it was closer to 74.

Go back to Africa.

Why Africa?
I'm from Harlem, New York.

It's a jungle, too,
but the food's better.

You'd do better
to preach in the jungle

where you can fornicate with
the nigger savages.

I'm gonna sue you.

Get in line, baby.

Well, how'd it feel
to finally strike back...

Reverend?

Fan-fucking-tastic.

♪ Run down to the river ♪

♪ We're heading home ♪

♪ Mm-mm, mm, mm ♪

Sorry, Bobby.

It was my job
to protect you.

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♪ Oh, Lord ♪

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