All language subtitles for Godfather Of Harlem S02E09

♫ ♫

I suspect that you
are behind the disappearance

of Jean Jehan.

(gunshot)

Je-who?
I never heard of him.

But you haveheard
of the Ten Harlems.

-All: In unity.
-Yeah, of course.

Isn't that that new ride
at the World's Fair?

It is a multi-city

distribution ring
that you are bankrolling.

My partners require
the full amount in advance.

$8 million.

Bumpy Johnson's looking
to move 3,000 kilos.

This is war.

It's black against white.

Elise: Captain Omar
is coming to New York.

The threat against me
has escalated.

The threat
against you, as well.

Captain Omar: Would you see

if Sister Elise
would have lunch with me?

Lorenzo. Soon I'll be able
to avenge your death.

Joseph,
you tell me who killed him!

It was Vincent Gigante!

I'm gonna wipe out
the whole Commission.

Morgenthau: And you have
an opportunity

to do what is right.

Stella:
By turning on my father?

-No.
-You sound very upset.

Uncle Louis,
I have a confession to make.

Go ahead, my child.

Bumpy: I'm telling you that one
of our guys is dirty, all right?

How come
you're backstabbing him?

I like being boss.

Bumpy: I got my bankers
in the community

to put together the money.

The first time I figured out
how we could be in control

of our own destiny,
and you want to fuck it up.

Sam Christian: There's a saying
in the Negro neighborhood...

Bumpy: There's the money.

...that when one starts
doing well,

there's a certain type of person
that will try and tear him down,

like crabs in a barrel
pull down the one at the top.

Hey, Sam! We got a problem.

Oh, shit!

(gunfire)

Sorry, Sam.
It's just business.

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

Chance: How about
a ginger ale instead?

What if these new guys
want to play games

just like the others?

What if I have
to kill them, too?

Ain't none of the new guys
we got gonna fuck with you

after how you dealt
with that cat Sam.

It's in our blood, Del.

We just crabs in a barrel.

Your distribution network
is still in place,

and not one
of these motherfuckers

is gonna challenge
your leadership.

Sam said that it's time for
the new generation to step up.

I shoulda let Sam
take this shit over.

Coulda been like Frank Costello,
on the sidelines,

watching these
young-ass motherfuckers

just try to deal
with all these headaches

and shit and...

(laughs)

That's bullshit,

and you know it.

Sam woulda popped you
the minute that duji came in.

And the Italians woulda
killed him eventually.

Don't blame this
on the white man.

The biggest stumbling block
to the progress of our race

is us.

Ourselves.

♫ ♫

Boss. No.

♫ ♫

Hey.

♫ ♫

♫ ♫

Hey, pal.

Don't kill me, please.

Just give me the fucking keys
and scram.

♫ ♫

(engine starts)

♫ Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-
mmm-mmm-mm ♪

♫ Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-
mmm-mmm-mmm-mm ♪

Oh. Nice shot, boss.

You see what I did there,
Lombardi?

Oh, should I write it down?

Hey, maybe.

You keep your elbow up--
write it down.

You keep your elbow up
as you stroke into the ball.

Hey, boss?
I got your wife a present.

Why the fuck would you buy
my wife a present?

No, it's from you.
It's chinchilla.

And I got a whole truckload
of this shit.

Minks, foxes, sables,
whatever she wants.

Feels like rabbit.

That's top-of-the-line.

I got one for Stella, too.

Hey, get lost.

I don't want you seeing
my daughter, you understand?

I don't want you to put
your hands on her.

I got feelings for her,
and she's got feelings for me.

You're lucky that you're
fucking alive, all right?

You lied to me about Benny.

In fact, the only reason
why you are alive

is because Stella's
got feelings for you.

Like I said,
you put your hands on her,

I'll take a fucking bone saw
to them.

♫ ♫

But you're a good earner,
I'll give you that.

That counts for something.

Now get the fuck outta here
and make some money.

Go.

Lombardi: ♫ Ba-dum, ba-dum
What do you think?

Buncha hoodlums you are.

(laughter)

What do you think, boss?

-Am I your type or what?
-What are you doing?

Is that a gun in your pocket
or are you happy to see me?

(laughter)

Why we gotta come
all the way out here?

Privacy.

I put the distribution network
in place.

We're good to go.

Just give me
the shipping instructions.

I'll send my guys
down to Montreal.

We smuggle the dope down here.

All right?

Not to Montreal.

What, you got a problem
with customs down here?

No.

Problem with me.

The gentleman from France
doesn't like the way

-you do business.
-(guns cock)

-Too many stray bullets.
-The fuck is this?

You make one move,
my men'll blow them all away.

I couldn't trust you anymore,
Bumpy.

Hey, listen, thanks for paying
for the dope

and setting up
the new distribution, you know?

(chuckles)
Wise up, nigger.

I'm taking back
the French connection.

That's right.

Fuck you!

Fuck you.

♫ ♫

♫ Yeah

♫ Change

♫ Yeah

♫ 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

(rapping) ♫ 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 -- really
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' change ♪

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♫ 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

(laughter)

Captain Omar: I thought I was
gonna break a tooth.

Oh, no.

Well, what did you do?

Well, I prayed to Allah
for strength

and then I swallowed it.

(both laugh)

Your poor wife.

Listen, she had many challenges
in this life,

and making bean pies
was one of them.

(laughs)

(laughing)

Oh, you must miss her
very much.

Oh, every day.

Although, after meeting you,

I must admit,
the pain is a little less.

Sister Marny: Look how
she plays him up.

She used to look
at Malcolm that way.

She has seduced him
to sit with her

like Eve seduced Adam.

She is a temptress.

I've asked Brother Richard
to keep an eye on her.

I've been talking your ears off
about myself.

Forgive me.
Tell me something about you.

What would you like to know?

Everything.

-It's so soft.
-Fits like a fucking glove.

It's good quality.

-You stole it?
-Stella.

Of course you did.

You know what I do
for a living.

Besides, earning's the only way
to keep your father off my back.

He's still mad about Benny.

Every time I turn around,
I think he's gonna put one

in the back
of my fucking head.

He won't.

He don't want us
seeing each other.

I make my own decisions.

♫ ♫

Break it up! FBI! Hands up!

All right, fellas, you got me.
Call my lawyer.

Stella Gigante, we have
a warrant for your arrest.

What the fuck?

Brother Dayton:
What you're saying is

difficult to comprehend.

Heh.

This morning, I-I discovered

that there had been
a slight alteration

to my business plans.

My Corsican partner--
he's not playing nice.

Is there nothing you can do
to remedy this situation?

Sorry, Judge.
If you're--If you're asking

do I have any recourse
under the law,

then no. (chuckles)

I'm a gangster. (laughs)

You understand that in addition
to the 12%

for the laundering
of profits,

you also leveraged yourself
to the United Bank of Harlem.

Just so we're clear,
you provided $2.6 million

of your own capital

and borrowed $3.3 million
from the bank.

That's why we're here.

We structured
a debt payment

that will begin
afterthe shipment arrived.

I need to get an extension
from--from you.

Bumpy, as you know, you had
to make certain guarantees

due to the precarious nature
of your business.

That's why I assigned collateral
obligations to the debt.

You mean the Geechee,
my apartment.

You said
that was a formality.

A formality
among friends, yes,

but it's a legally
binding document.

We have shareholders,
Brother Johnson,

to whom we're responsible.

Are you motherfuckers saying
that you're...

gonna repossess my club
and my house?

Do you know what
I'd fucking do you

if you did something
like that?

Watch your mouth, boy.

You're talking
to a federal judge.

I'll have your ass up the river
for making a threat like that.

Let's go, Brother Dayton.

I won't listen to threats
from a gangster.

Bumpy, these men are not
to be trifled with.

They can smell...

your weakness.

♫ ♫

Pettigrew: I guess
everyone's entitled

to feel sorry for themselves.

This is different.

Killing those cats
really got under his skin.

We ain't never gonna find
this Monsieur 98.

Let's check at that hotel
he was at.

He'll be long gone.

I'll tell you one thing,

if we find
this motherfucker,

the look on his face
will be one thing I will enjoy.

-What kinda look?
-That look you get

when you know your time
on this planet is over.

(chuckles)

Elise: How're
you feeling today?

My head still spins,
but a lot less.

There might be some dope
left in your system.

It could also be
my baby kicking,

keeping me up at night.

I've decided to raise my child
in the faith.

Praise Allah.

Thanks to you

and all the wisdom
that you've taught me.

I'm happy here.

Sister Marny:
Sister Elise.

Captain Omar
has requested to see you

in his office immediately.

I'm so proud of you.

Get some rest.

(reading softly)

(knock on door)

Oh.

Uh... (chuckles)

Please, forgive me for taking
you away from your duties,

but, uh,

I just could not wait...

to give you this.

A gift?

As I was praying this morning,

it must've been
divine inspiration.

I thought to myself,
"Sister Elise must have this."

Open it.

"The Supreme Wisdom"
by Elijah Muhammad.

Go to the first page.

The Dear Holy Apostle
signed it

and gave it to me himself.

He calls you his rising star.

It's one of my most
treasured possessions.

I can't accept this.

-Why not?
-It's sacred.

It should stay with you.

Which is why I'm hoping
that it will,

in a way.

♫ ♫

You fill me with the kind of joy

that I didn't think
I could experience again

after my wife died.

I don't want this book

or you

to ever leave my side.

♫ ♫

Sister Elise...

will you marry me?

♫ ♫

(telephone rings)

You can uncuff her.

Nice mink, Miss Gigante.

What am I
being arrested for?

Nothing yet.

I just wanted to have
a little chat.

Is that why
you handcuffed me?

Well, I thought it would be
helpful for you

to experience what it was like
if you were really arrested.

I haven't done anything.

Hmm.

A tape begs to differ.

Uncle Louis, I have
something to tell you.

I have a confession
to make.

Father Louis:
Go ahead, my child.

I killed Benny Mangano.

I don't believe you.

I did.

I shot him.

(button clicks)

Sound familiar?

-How did you get that?
-What? Nobody told you?

All the phones in your house
are tapped.

Your father knows.

Although he is a more
experienced criminal,

knows not to mention his murders

when chit-chatting
with relatives.

-You are evil.
-Mm.

That's not my voice.

I'm not your enemy,
Stella.

I'm actually here to help you.

Well, I guess we know
his status.

So, what do you want?

I want the real threat.

Your father.

The man who orders Benny Mangano
and scum like him

to murder, steal, and extort,

and I need you
to testify against him.

No fuckin' way.

See,
I figured you'd say that.

That's why that tape
will be so helpful.

Because if you don't testify
against your father,

I will make sure to put you
in jail for a very long time.

Your choice, Miss Gigante.

You or him.

♫ ♫

Bumpy: I can't eat.

I can't sleep.

Ain't had a drink for--

for decades
till the last two weeks.

Not that
I need specifics,

but...

business deals go bad
all the time, Bumpy.

You'll pick yourself up
like you always do.

I never thought about
getting out before.

But it's on my mind
all the time.

Perhaps that's a good thing.

(chuckles)

I got--I got people
to support, man.

We talked about the
contradictions of your character

on many occasion
before, brother--

Don't lecture me, please.
Come on.

I fucked up.

I made mistakes.

As have I.

Both got enemies.

I just never thought that mine
would be of my own kind.

Neither did I.

Pardon the pun, but maybe
both our chickens

have come home to roost.

(chuckles)

I didn't mean to make you
depressed, man.

I didn't mean to bring you down.
Wouldn't try to do that.

Hey, brother, life is a
dangerous game for all of us,

but particularly a man
on the streets.

Sometimes it feels like
the entire world is against you.

Isn't it?

I mean, really?

Isn't it?

No.

Most of the time,
people are just doing

whatever they think
is best for them.

What do I do now?

Stand still and think
about who you really are.

Maybe if you let go
of who you think you are,

you'll make room for who
you were meant to be.

Yeah.

♫ ♫

Mayme: My Lord, Elise.
I don't know what to say.

It was unexpected,
that's for sure.

I've known Captain Omar
less than a month.

What did you tell him?

That I needed time
to think.

And that a proper
Muslim courtship period

was necessary to support
any intention to marry.

And he completely
understood.

I don't know how your father's
gonna feel about this.

Oh, he'll hate it.

I'm not even sure
how I feel about it.

It's just that Omar is kind
and thoughtful,

and he seems to be
in love with me.

Do you love him?

♫ ♫

Do you promise to never
tell anyone this?

Yes.

The only man I've ever loved
is Malcolm.

He is the pinnacle.

But Malcolm can only
ever be a friend,

and I've become close
with Betty as well,

and their friendship
means everything to me.

I know.

Mayme, if you only knew
how lonely I am.

I don't want to end up
dying old and alone.

What's ironic is I only
stayed at the mosque

to be Malcolm's eyes and ears.

And...

now I've found a man who I know
could give me a happy life.

♫ ♫

I think you should talk
to Malcolm and Betty.

They'll know what to do.

It's just that no matter
what he's done to me,

I can't testify
against my own father.

You're not gonna testify,
and you're not going to jail.

The feds do this shit
all the time.

Morgenthau's got nothing.

Nothing?
He's got me on fucking tape

saying I killed Benny.

Exactly.

Stella, look at me.
It's just a tape.

There's no body,
there's no murder weapon,

there's no evidence.

They're never gonna get
a conviction

just from a fuckin' tape.

How do you know?

When you're
in my business,

you know these things.

What about my uncle?

He's a man of the cloth.

Anything said to him
is a privileged confession.

He's gonna be furious
we got him caught up in this.

Should we call a lawyer?

No.

First thing--
we talk to Father Louis,

set him straight.

I'll give him a call.

No, we stay off
the fuckin' phone.

From now on,
we use pigeons.

We don't have
any pigeons.

It was a joke, Stell.

If I had a nickel for every time
a prosecutor tried this shit,

I wouldn't have
to steal a chinchilla coat.

♫ ♫

I think I'm starting
to love you, Ernie Nunzi.

♫ ♫

When you can't shampoo,
use Minipoo.

Minipoo is a dry shampoo
that cleans and brightens hair

without water.

Bumpy: I'm home.

What you watching
on the TV?

You are not
gonna believe this.

A man at the mosque
proposed to Elise today.

What?

His name is Captain Omar.

I think she really
has feelings for him.

That's--
That's ridiculous.

I think she's seriously
considering it.

Last thing in the world
I want is a Muslim son-in-law.

That's--That's about
the last thing I want.

Ellsworth,
what is going on?

Nothing.

The last few weeks,

you have been
sullen and uncommunicative.

You haven't been yourself.

I tell you your daughter
has a marriage proposal,

and you act like a jerk.

I'm under a lot of pressure,
all right?

You are always under a lot
of pressure.

But you don't deal with it
like this.

I use that to sleep.

No, this isn't you.

How do you know?

You don't know half of the shit
that I've done.

I'm trying to protect you from
all the shit that I have to do.

Just tell me what's wrong.
Just talk to me.

I don't know what's wrong!
It's bullshit.

Everything's bullshit.

You--You're driving me
fucking crazy.

Buzzing around in my ear
like a fucking gnat.

Buzz, buzz, buzz,
buzz, buzz, buzz.

No, no.
Don't talk to me like this.

Bumpy: I'm outta here.

♫ ♫

I believe him to be
a good man, Captain Omar.

If you have feelings for him,
you should act on it.

My plan was to leave
the Nation and follow you.

The Nation saved my life,
just as it did yours.

But Islam is Islam,
no matter where you practice it.

I don't want to upset you.

Well, I will be upset
if you deny yourself happiness.

You deserve all the blessings
this life can give you.

You are a woman
of great worth.

I presume Captain Omar doesn't
know of your friendship with us.

Just the opposite.

He thinks
I've denounced Malcolm.

She had to adopt that position
in order to stay there.

A marriage with secrets
is destined to fail.

Captain Omar has accepted
so many things about me,

things I would have
preferred to keep secret,

and both of you
are so important to me.

As you are to us.

Before I accept
any proposal,

I just have to tell him
the truth.

So, what's
the big emergency?

The feds want me to testify
against my dad.

They have
a recording of us talking.

A recording?

Talking about what?

When I confessed to you
that I shot Benny.

Oh, my Lord.
This is awful.

The phone's tapped.

Oh, sweet Jesus,
this cannot be happening.

Ernie said that if you go
to Morgenthau's office

and deny everything that's
on that tape, it'll be okay.

♫ ♫

You want me to lie
to the federal prosecutor?

Morgenthau
will throw the book at me

if I refuse to testify.

Please help me,
Uncle Louis.

♫ ♫

♫ ♫

Hey, Bumpy.

We found Monsieur 98.

He, uh, changed hotels,
but the switchboard operator

had a forwarding number.

Good.

♫ ♫

Wouldn't wanna be you
when Bumpy Johnson gets through

with your sorry ass.

You gonna have
a whole lotta new scars

to go along
with that old one.

♫ ♫

(door closes)

I'm sorry.
I did what I thought I must do.

Chance: Shut the fuck up.

♫ ♫

♫ ♫

(speaking French)

♫ ♫

♫ ♫

Chance: Bumpy.

I just wanna talk.

Give me some space,
all right?

♫ ♫

♫ ♫

♫ ♫

You went over to Bonanno.

Why?

You killed
all those men.

Your partners. Your friends.

You were scared.

I understand that.

In this business,
it's kill or be killed.

Truth is,
I'm scared, too.

Scared for my life,

scared for my family,

scared for my people,

scared for
this whole shitty world.

These are bad days, man.

I'm not sure
we all gonna make it.

No, no, no.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

But Bonanno is stealing
some of my duji,

and I need to know when
and where it arrives in Canada.

Bonanno will kill me if I tell.

That's true.

(chuckles)

So we're both trapped.

You don't know who to trust,
and neither do I.

♫ ♫

I didn't like killing
those men,

but I could not trust them.

And you--
you can't trust me.

And the only way I could earn
your trust

is by offering you
the option

of whether you stay
or whether you go.

Stay here or go free.

If you leave,
nothing will happen to you.

I will not harm you
if you decide

that's what you want to do.

Just leave?

Who scares you the most?

Bonanno or me?

Would Bonanno let you walk
out of here?

You been working with
the Italians for years.

Do they respect you?

I'm offering you a partnership

based in trust and respect.

♫ ♫

It's your choice.

♫ ♫

♫ ♫

I choose to leave.

♫ ♫

So be it.

♫ ♫

Want me to catch him
and take his ass out?

No.

Why, Bump?

He's the key to the whole
French connection.

Why would you just
let him go?

I can kill a man for stabbing me
in my back.

I can't kill a man for wanting
to save his own life.

But you'll lose millions
of dollars, Bump.

Bonanno will have
the connection,

and then it's only
a matter of time,

with all those guns
and soldiers,

that he'll come after us.

He'll crush us, Bump.

♫ ♫

(door opens)

♫ ♫

♫ ♫

I will take your side.

I trust you.

♫ ♫

This is what I know.

♫ ♫

You knew it all along,
didn't you?

You knew he'd come back.

Bumpy's a chess player.

Always thinking
moves ahead.

Nah.
I had no moves.

No idea
what he was gonna do.

Sometimes it's best
just to be honest.

♫ ♫

♫ ♫

(dog barking)

♫ ♫

-Too heavy.
-Let's see what you got here.

Ta-da. (laughs)

Lombardi,
this is some haul.

Where the fuck did you heist
these from?

It wasn't me, boss.

Ernie knocked over Tiffany's
on Fifth Avenue.

No shit.

Ever since he got made,
he's earning.

He's earning
like never before.

(telephone rings)

All right.

♫ ♫

Who's this?

Chin. It's Bumpy Johnson.

You got some fucking nerve
calling me.

You talk to
your man Bonanno lately?

-What for?
-Well, I hear he's planning

on stealing
the French connection from you.

You know, why don't you go
fuck yourself, huh?

I'm tired of your tricks.

It's not a trick.

I might come to you with a deal
at some point.

If I were you,
I'd take it.

Yeah, how about I stick a gun
in your mouth

and blow
your fucking brains out, huh?

Face the facts.
You lost the connection.

Remember this--
a stronger Bonanno

ain't something
either one of us can afford.

(dial tone)

Olympia: I love this one.
Look at this.

This is gorgeous.
You're such a doll.

What do you think?

Yeah. Yeah.

I-I mean, Lombardi
looks better in it.

Hey, thanks, boss.

You know,
go scratch your ass, you.

-(laughs)
-It's not funny.

You're welcome.

I want to thank you for
seeing me on such short notice.

It's always nice to meet
the man whose picture

you have up on your wall.

My Lord.

How can I help you,
Father?

There's been
a grave misunderstanding.

Oh, dear. About what?

I'm told you have a tape of me
and my niece horsing around.

Horsing around.

What--
What's that mean?

Let me explain.

Ever since she was
a little child,

Stella liked
to make up games.

One of them was where she would
come up with a sin

and I would forgive her.

For example, "Father Louis,
I stole a cookie."

Or, uh, "Father Louis,
I told a lie."

Or, "Father Louis,
I murdered a million people."

I see.

So I'm afraid that your tape
recorder may have picked up

a small part
of our admittedly childish game.

-Mm.
-It was pure fantasy.

No reality at all.

Father Gigante, I have great
respect for men of the cloth,

but do you actually expect me
to believe that bullshit?

Hmm.

I'm willing to swear on
the Holy Bible that it's true.

Be my guest.

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I'm referring
to a court of law.

Mm.

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I won't cooperate with
your investigation,

whose real purpose
is to railroad my brother,

and I will not help you ruin
an innocent girl's life.

I think I understand
the mix-up here.

You may be under the impression
that a clerical confession

is privileged information
under the law.

And it is, if it occurs
in a confessional booth.

Public pay phone
doesn't count.

What do you want from me?

Well, unless you want
to be defrocked

and humiliated in front
of your entire congregation,

I want Stella Gigante
to testify against your brother.

After all,

there is barely a commandment
he hasn't broken.

I'm sorry I failed you,
Stella.

No. You tried.

Thanks, Uncle Louis.

And while your actions
will be judged by God,

I can't stand by and let you
go to jail for something

that fundamentally
is not your fault.

What exactly
are you saying?

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Testify.

Testify
against your father.

What,
are you fuckin' nuts?

I don't say this easily,
but it is the right thing to do.

You're young.

Stella, you mustn't
throw your life away.

Don't listen to him,
Stell.

The Bible teaches us that all
that is required is the truth.

The Lord will have mercy
on us all.

Yeah, we can't count on that,
Father.

Besides, I killed Benny.

Stella only wounded him.

I put the bullet
between his fucking eyes.

We did it together.

Oh, Jesus fucking Christ.

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Wait a minute.

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The Good Lord just gave me
the answer.

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Good gracious,
Sandra.

You're off
to the hospital.

My baby thanks you.

Thank you all.

Praise to Allah.

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Now, we were right
about our suspicions.

Brother Richard
observed Sister Elise

going to Malcolm's house.

She spent
a few hours there.

I knew it.

She's been deceiving us.

She's a traitor. A liar.
Probably spied for him.

We must inform Captain Omar
immediately.

(intercom chimes)

Yes?

Secretary:
Mr. Morgenthau,

Stella Gigante
is here to see you.

Send her in.

She's here with a Mr. Nunzi.

Okay, send them both.

Stella. Hello.

Mr. Nunzi.

Your reputation
precedes you.

What, may I ask,
are you doing here?

He's my boyfriend.

He's here
for moral support.

Morgenthau: Oh.
What a gentleman.

So, Stella, are we ready to sign
that immunity deal

in return for testifying
against your father?

No.

You can prosecute me
if you want.

You mind waiting outside
for a minute there, Romeo?

No,
I think I'll stay.

If you wanna
prosecute her,

you're gonna have
to prosecute me, too.

And why is that?

She only wounded him.

I put the bullet
in his head.

We killed Benny Mangano
together.

What the fuck is this?

It's us being honest.

The point is, I'm never
testifying against my dad.

(sighs) Okay.

Fine.

Have it your way.

I'll charge you both.

We'll see how quick
you are to confess

once you're up on that stand.

Yeah.

Well, we're looking forward
to our day in court.

Mm.
Well, I'll see you there.

Let's that jerk Morgenthau
try to prosecute us now.

Your uncle had a good idea,
Stell.

I forgot two married people

can't testify
against each other.

May the Lord, in His kindness,
strengthen

the consent you have
declared before the church.

And what God
has joined together,

let no man put asunder.

I now declare you
man and wife.

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(knock on door)

May I interrupt you
for a moment?

I've thought
about your proposal.

I must admit,
it took me by surprise,

but if I'm being honest,

it filled me with excitement
and happiness, too.

But there is one thing I have
to discuss with you first.

Were you at the home
of Malcolm X the other night?

Yes. Yes, I was.

How did you know?

So those denunciations,

all those words you spoke
at the tribunal with Allah

as your witness, were lies?

Malcolm brought me
to this mosque.

I wanted to tell him
about your proposal.

Why?

What does his word matter?

A man who slandered
the Dear Holy Apostle.

Because he's my friend,
like he was once yours.

I thought you were a woman
of integrity.

A woman of faith
would not lie.

The truth is
I don't hate Malcolm.

I don't despise him, and I don't
disagree with what he said.

You are a worthless piece
of garbage.

I only thank Allah I was
informed of your treachery.

Get out of this office and
leave this mosque immediately.

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I'm not sure
if this pain I'm feeling

is because my heart is broken
or because you don't have one.

I'll pray for your soul
since it is so weak.

And I'll thank you
for making mine stronger,

because I know who I am
and what my worth is.

You don't deserve
a woman like me.

Go back to Malcolm.

Traitors!

You will both pay!

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I need to know
if Bonanno's called

for a meeting of the families.

Yeah.

We're all going down
to Coney Island

'cause it's closed.

We're gonna do the split
on the dope.

My informant tells me
that Bonanno's planning

to wholesale the dope

without the help
of the other families.

Who is this informant,
huh?

The Corsican.

Oh, okay.

Bonanno's making his move.

You said that he's through
with the commission.

Nobody who goes to that meeting
is gonna come out alive, Frank.

Including you.

I gotta warn the families.

I wouldn't advise that.

If they cancel
the meeting,

Bonanno will know that
his plan's been revealed

and he'll make
another plan,

and if the family knows
that he wants them dead,

there's gonna be a war.

That's just a gift
to Robert Morgenthau.

Okay, so, what the fuck
am I supposed to do here?

I want you to call in sick,
Frank.

Let me handle it.

Can't do that.

Frank,
you're my friend.

I love you.

Just...

sit this one out,
all right?

(knock on door)

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What happened?

Oh.

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(sobbing)

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Bumpy: I'm sorry, baby.

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(gulls calling)

I tell ya, you gotta give

Bumpy Johnson credit
for one thing.

3,000 kilos--that's the most
we ever attempted to move

since Lucky Luciano and myself
created the connection in '46.

Sure you don't want one?
Come on.

I had them open the stand
for us.

-No, merci.
-Mm.

Hey, here it is.

You told me you were not gonna
share the shipment

with the other families.

I'm not.

Won't they try
to kill you?

Not if I kill them first.
(chuckles)

I suppose
I should be prepared.

You're not gonna need
that gun.

I'm afraid I do.

(gunshots)

The gentleman
from France decided

that he'd rather play with me.

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(gun cocks)

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So, we're all fucking here.
What are we supposed to do?

Go on a roller coaster?

What do you want us
to do?

Chin: What do you think
we're doing?

Yeah,
we're waiting for Joe.

What is
the fucking problem?

We're all here.

-We're waiting for Joe.
-I'm tired.

Bumpy: Hold on!

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What the fuck?

Joe Bonanno's men
are up there.

They got gunsights on each
and every one of you.

Go ahead, Joe.

Give them
the good word.

Put down
your fucking guns, now!

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What is this? Huh?

I got a hair trigger
on this pistol.

If anybody makes a move,
I'll kill Bonanno,

and his men kill all of you.

What's going on, Joe?

It wasn't a meeting
of the families

to divide up
all the dope.

Joe wanted it all
for himself.

None of you were gonna
leave here alive.

I wanna hear it from him.

Is that right, Joe?

You killed my son.

I did fucking kill him, and I
shoulda fucking killed you, too!

Remember I told you
I was gonna make you a deal?

Joe is gonna retire.

He's gonna leave town
for good.

I'll give you a nice piece
of the dope out of Marseille

just for a down payment.

What, you want me to put
a down payment

on my own fucking dope?

Tell him, Joe.

That French moolinyan
betrayed us.

He's with Bumpy now.

We lost our connection?

Yeah, you did.

And I didn't have to come here
and save your life

or save
the lives of your friends.

You want the dope,
then give me the money.

What, you expect me
to partner up with you?

No.

I don't.

You have East Harlem,

but Harlem is mine.

If you think different,

then go ahead
and fire that gun.

♫ ♫

You know what's funny?

I swore an oath
with all these motherfuckers.

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I don't trust any of 'em.

I take your offer.

It's time to get
out of town, Joe.

You're not welcome
in New York.

♫ ♫

Quite honestly, I think
we should have this reappraised

before we put it
up for sale.

I agree.

It's worth quite a bit more
than what we told

Brother Johnson
it was worth.

(chuckles)

Brothers.

Thank you for coming.

Archie: Hello,
Brother Johnson.

I have here a certified check
for the full amount of the loan.

Paid in full.

But you said that you were
not gonna be able to--

The Italians made
an arrangement with me.

They're gonna advance me
the $3.3 million.

It's all there.

Plus the commission of 6%
to launder the money.

We agreed to 12%.

No, we agreed to 6%,
which you jacked up

because of Robert Morgenthau's
investigation,

which is my concern,
not yours, so 6% it is.

Brother Johnson, I will not be
talked to in this manner.

♫ ♫

So what you gonna do
about it?

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I think the Brothers
would agree

that 6% is acceptable.

Absolutely agree. 6%.

Good. Good.

Let's, uh--
Let me pour you guys a drink.

Please. Brittany, can you get
these gentlemen

whatever they would like,
please?

Oh, Brittany...

I'm drinking ginger ale
these days.

-Nice bar.
-Thank you, Brother Johnson.

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