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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.

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.

♪ 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

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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

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.

Alright, 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.

Alright.

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 alright?

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.

♪ Yeah, will I live
to see another day? ♪

♪ Stressed out,
heavy on my mind ♪

♪ What my people
gotta go through ♪

♪ Palms up, on my knees
as I pray ♪

♪ Straighten up the bow tie

It's time,
Brother Minister.

Yeah, I'm coming.

Just a moment.

♪ I'm tired of singing
the flames of hatred ♪

♪ Taking and taking
I don't care if I gotta die ♪

♪ To make this nation

♪ See the vision
of what we hold sacred ♪

♪ Talk to 'em for a minute
before I meet my maker ♪

♪ As I step up to the mic
As-Salaam Alaikum ♪

♪ I'm just another man

♪ Fighting through his pain

♪ It took a lot
for what you gained ♪

♪ Tomorrow, tomorrow

♪ Tomorrow

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.

Alright, alright,
alright, alright.

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?!

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.

Alright, 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.