All language subtitles for Death.Of.A.Prophet.1981.480p.DVDRip.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

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- During the turbulent '60s,

we saw the inner cities
torn by racial strife

like no other this
country has witnessed.

The turmoil waged
externally and internally.

Black leaders were spat upon.

Wild dogs were unleashed
on living human beings.

Leaders were assassinated
and murdered.

And new leaders sprang up

on the local and
international scene.

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[dramatic orchestral music]

- The day he died was Sunday.

My wife and I and
the children had

been downtown to a breakfast.

And on the way back
home, we had stopped

at my wife's mother's
house in Harlem.

And we were sitting around the
television watching, I think,

a broadcast of a Russian ballet

when the program
was interrupted.

And the announcer said
that he had been shot.

- I went to the Audubon with
my 16-year-old son, Billy.

And as we even walked
into the ballroom,

I felt that people
seemed edgy that day.

By the time we
got there, I think

half the ballroom was filled.

But we did get seats
around the 10th or 11th row

on the left-hand side.

And it happened to be just right

across from the center of where

that incident of,

"Get your hands out of
my pocket" happened.

- We looked at each other,
and there was not much to say.

We knew him.

The children knew him.

He had come to our home.

We drove home and left the
children with somebody.

And then we drove back to Harlem
because that's what he was,

and that's where we felt
the need to be at that time.

- You know, the news
of his death just

actually split me
open in a lot of ways.

I thought that actually that
was a declaration of war.

I mean, when I heard that, I
remember Leroy McLucas came.

He was weeping that
Sunday and told me

that Malcolm had been shot.

And to me and I think a lot
of other black intellectuals,

to us, it was a
declaration of war.

It meant to us that America
needed to be destroyed.

I remember, I felt that it
was a declaration of war,

that okay, you did
this, so you definitely

got to be paid back, not
only for all the things I can

remember but for
specifically this.

- When we got to Harlem, it
was sort of still and quiet,

somewhat eerie.

We met a lot of
people whom we knew.

Everybody walked.

We talked.

We greeted each other.

But there was something subdued
about the way we talked.

- And up front, while
everybody's eyes

was fixed on the two
men in the middle,

the shotgun blast went off.

At that time, I mean,
there was utter chaos.

People were screaming
and hitting the floor.

You could hear all the
chairs coming down.

But I saw a brother
run up the stage,

so I thought, oh,
I'll follow him

and see if I could
get to Malcolm.

- But I met him twice.

And the last time I met
him, we talked a long time,

through the night, with
Mohamed Babu and myself.

And he was trying to convince
me that what we should do

is try to

politicize those
organizations that we ran.

In other words,
Malcolm, I think,

had really understood

the whole role of the
Black United Front.

- And when I got to him, he
had fallen over backward,

but he was flat on his back.

I could see that he
was hit many times.

I thought there was
only one or two shots.

But it seemed like he
already had so many wounds

around his chest, one around
here and one in his hands.

I hoped that it wasn't
serious, but already,

the way he was breathing or
having difficulty breathing,

we knew that it was serious.

- And each of us had our
own best memory of him.

And we felt guilty also that in

spite of all the warnings,

all the things that we
knew were happening,

the circle was closing,
the trap was bring sprung,

somehow we had been
unable to save him.

And we felt guilty about that.

And we were a bit
apprehensive too,

because we knew that there was

an eerie quiet in the community

which might explode
every moment.

But that afternoon,
as the sun went down,

and we walked the streets
and the lights came on,

and everybody looked, we
shook hands and we talked

and we remembered.

But we knew then that something

greatly important to all of us

was gone, and it
wouldn't be back again.

- And the essence of what
he said to black people

was self-determination,
self-respect, self-defense.

[car horns honking]

[upbeat jazzy music]

[car horn honking]

- Can I help you boys?

- Yes, sir.

What room is Mr. Osagyefo in?

- We don't seem to have
anyone by the name of O-

- Could you check Mr.
Redeemer or Mr. Garvey?

- I'm sorry.

Are you sure you
got the right hotel?

- What about a Mr.
Shabazz or a Mr. Luke?

- Excuse me, gentlemen.

What's your names?

- We were only
requesting information

as to what room a friend
might be registered.

- Well, we don't give out that

sort of information, comrades.

- We?

And what is your name, comrade?

- Are you sure you boys
got the right hotel?

Maybe he's at the Americana.

Paul Robeson is over there.

- No, sir.

- Perhaps we got here
before he arrived.

- We're only requesting
information, comrade.

- We hope to see
you again, comrade.

- What's this all about,
Sammy, calling you comrade?

Are you a Commie or something?

- No, sir.

No, sir.

We black people call each other

all sorts of names these days.

- Well, they look like
clean cut young boys.

- I don't think they
was boys at all.

I think they done
lived a long time.

[ticking]

[buzzer buzzing]

[siren wailing]

[car horn honking]

- What do you think?

Do you think we should
contact the Detroit brothers?

- Well, when did he
get into town, brother?

- Last night.

He's staying at the Waldorf.

Did you hear that
brainwashed nigger

say we don't give
out information?

[laughing]

- One of those deaf,
dumb, and blind Negroes.

He's probably brainwashed
by the prophet

minister and his
heathen teachings.

- That only means a slave today.

You put the alternate
plan into effect.

- More risky plan, though.

More dangerous.

- We have been chosen, comrade.

It is the will of God.

A higher power has
ordained this mission.

- Talk to this brother, comrade.

- Brother man, this
mission, as you call it,

could change the
course of human events.

Some dead president said that.

[laughing]

[car horn honking]

[upbeat jazz music]

[phone ringing]

- I know it's you, hypocrite.

You are dead, hypocrite.

You are dead, hypocrite.

You are dead, hypocrite.

He is definitely at
the hotel, comrade.

- Now listen, Comrade
One and Comrade Two,

you sit in the first row.

You sit four rows back next
to a brother in the green fez.

Now, the brother in the green
fez will start the commotion.

The guard will leave the victim.

Comrade One and Comrade Two
will move in on the victim.

You move in with the shotgun.

Now, there will be
four available cars.

One of these cars
will be a taxi.

And one car will drive one block

to the nearest subway station.

- The wisdom of
such a learned one

fills me with courage, comrade.

- Listen, brothers, a
man is born every day,

and a man dies every day.

This man, this hypocrite, is
trying to destroy our leader

and our own position with
his lies and propaganda.

- Yes.

Yes.

Teach, comrade.

Yes, teach.

[clock tower chiming]

[light jazz music]

- Would you send the night
porter up to my room?

No, no.

Everything is fine.

417.

Thank you.

I'm at the Hilton Hotel.

It's nine o'clock.

You call the guest speakers.

Have them meet at the
same place, usual time.

[distant indistinct chattering]

- For 300 years.

Or do you attempt to
change that system?

And by change, I mean limit it-

- Brothers and sisters, it is
so nice to see so many of you

here on this lovely
Sunday afternoon.

The purpose of
today's meeting is

to discuss what is going on
on the continent of Africa

in Angola and what is going
on the continent of America

with the Afro-Americans.

Now, we know that
the CIA is financing

white mercenaries in Angola.

And as long as there are
white people going over there

and killing Black people,

Black people.

Press, press, press is white.

Press is very dangerous.

The FBI,

CIA.

FBI influences the press
on a national scale.

The CIA influences them
on an international scale.

[knocking on door]

Yes?

- Comrade Samuels,
Prophet Master.

- Like them, I was never-

- Come right in,
Brother Samuels.

Come right in.

It's good to see you
this fine morning.

Come on, have a seat.

- God, look at those
funny-looking Negroes.

What they talking about?

- Same old thing,
Brother Samuels.

Same old thing.

They want to share the
white man's corruption.

They want to go down the
drain with the beast.

Some of our people
are the same way.

They just talk different.

People I love,
and you know this,

Brother Samuels, people
I love tried to blow me

and my family off the
face of this Earth,

tried to burn me alive.

The last message I got
from my source from Detroit

was that they want
my tongue mailed

to them by the 26th of February.

And they'll try, too.

So I have to continue my work.

- After all the problems
and dirt, you still believe?

I am sure those people wanted
to do you harm last night.

Who are those people
that want you dead?

- I can never be sure.

If it was Africa,
I'd know it was

the people who killed Lumumba.

But in this country,
I don't know anymore.

But one of my close associates,
my bodyguard, is a CIA man.

I know this in my blood.

I feel it, but yet
I can't accuse.

So many people have so
much to gain from me dying.

- The two men last
night recognized me,

and I recognized them too.

- They're just puppets,
Brother Samuels.

Just puppets.

But your life is in danger.

I suggest you and
your family travel.

See the world.

It's a big place,
all kinds of people.

- Why don't you come
by and say hello

to the family before breakfast?

I'm off from the man's work now.

I can drive you to the ballroom.

- Oh, no thank you,
Brother Samuels.

I have my car.

Why don't you join
me for breakfast?

- For the past 2,000
years, and it hasn't been-

- And if you think
this is mythical,

I tell you that great
movements have always

been, uh, more ready
by some powerful man.

- Excuse me, but aren't
you the Prophet Minister?

- Yes, ma'am.

One and the same.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm sorry.

- Woman, why don't you
watch what you're doing?

They'd never give a black
woman this kind of job.

See?

See how irresponsible they are?

- I'm sorry.

Please, I didn't
mean anything by it.

It's just that I
never, I never expected

you to be in a place, I'm sorry.

- Miss, why don't you
get the silverware

from the other table

so your boss won't
know you dropped this?

And bring us some
coffee, please.

- All right.

- Ah, comrade.

You've changed since
your trip to Africa.

- Don't you ever
believe, Brother Samuels,

that I'll change before the
American white man does.

But do remember what
Omar Khayyam said,

"The moving finger writes,
and having writ, moves on.

Nor all your piety and
wit shall lure it back

to cancel half a line,
nor all your tears

wash out one word of it."

Pick up my wife and children.

Meet me at the ballroom
uptown at about 1:30.

I have to stop by the
professor's bookstore

and pick up two books he's
holding for me on Garvey.

- Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

Prophet Minister?

- Yes, Brother Samuels?

- Who was with us,
working with the CIA?

- An interesting
question, Brother Samuels.

The people of China grew
tired of the oppressors.

And the people rose up
against their oppressors.

It was easy to say the
odds were against them.

But 11 of them
started out, and today

those 11 control 800 million.

They would have
been told back then

that their odds
were against them.

The oppressor always points
out to the oppressed,

the odds are against you.

Fidel Castro was up in
the mountains of Cuba.

They told him the
odds were against him.

Now he's in Havana, and all
the powers of this country

can't remove him.

Time is on the side
of the oppressed.

Truth is on the side
of the oppressed.

- Somehow they are-

- I'm not talking about interest
within the power structure.

I gave you all you needed-

[static hissing]

♪ When they crucified my lord

♪ Were you there

♪ When they crucified my lord

[static hissing]

[car horns honking]

- Peace, love for
all mankind, sir.

Please give this flower
to someone you love, sir.

- Join us.

Move with us.

Rid this world of all
hate and violence.

- Wear it with love.

- Thank you very much.

- How you doing?

- Fine.

- It's all there.

I took care of it myself.

Didn't rely on the kid.

You know, they're too
old to be loafing around

in the park like
that all the time.

- Well, history always
repeats itself, doesn't it?

- Yeah.

A lot of stuff they did back
then, they're doing it again.

- Well, I'll see you.

- All right.

Take care.

[upbeat jazz music]

[tapping on door]

- What you say, fella?

Come on in.

Come on in.

[laughing]

Oh, man.

Peace, brother.

- Hey, now.

How are you feeling this
fine morning, professor?

- Oh, just fine.

Just fine.

Cool as I can be.

I got them books for you.

- Excellent.

- I got them in the back there,
where I keep the good stuff.

They're like good wine.

[chuckling]

- Yeah.
- Come on back here.

Come on, come on.

- You are something else.

- Very good to see you.

Yeah, I've seen it all.

That was back in, that was back
in '25 when I got the call.

Yes, sir, there was white folks

dancing all over
Harlem around then,

around the elks'
club, around there,

and there's two or three
of those theater groups

that they had around there.

Yes, sir.

And then this little dude,
he came in from Chicago,

and he was looking for
something that he said

would relate to
his organization.

I can't remember his name.

For the life of
me, I mean, I can't

think of what his name is.

Well, anyhow, he said that
if I start collecting books

about colored people, you know,

they didn't call
them Black then.

You call them Black, and
they were gonna kill you.

But anyhow, if I collected these
books about colored people,

he'd be able to
transmit it to others.

And he said, in 10 years'
time with these books,

I'd be smarter
than any white man.

That's a real rose?

- You heard they
want to kill me.

- You fellows live so
dangerously, comrade.

You know, that other fellow,

he was in here
two or three weeks

before he got killed.

You remind me of him so much.

You and him got
ways so much alike.

That's a real rose?

- Why do you think
they want to kill me?

I can't believe it's as obvious

as I want to open a
storefront church.

- Some fools may
think a single man's

important because
white folks say so.

If white folks say
he's important,

then he is important.

Then you folks think
he's important.

Black folks is jealous as hell.

Why do you think they
killed them Kennedy children

and Evers and Martin and them?

Just jealousy and hate, boy.

- But I'm only a minister,
a minister in a religion

most people in this country
haven't heard about.

So don't class me with
Evers and King and them.

Please.

- You keep these
books wrapped up.

It's dangerous if people
know you're reading them.

- Well, apparently
I'm dangerous already.

- Well, I guess
everybody knows that you

know what's in those books.

But you've got to be
careful about letting

people know everything you know.

That's what happened
to them prophets.

- Which prophets are you
talking about, Professor?

- Jeremiah, Isaiah, Amos, and
Jose, them Israelite prophets.

- I'd better get out
of here before you

have me swimming in the head.

I'll see you at the ballroom?

- Yeah, yeah.

I'll be there, but, like
I said to the folks,

like I told all them folks,
that place has got a jinx on it.

Couldn't you all
find no other place?

- No.

Not for $125.

Listen, you try to get
there around two o'clock.

I'll have some of the brothers
save a seat for you, okay?

- Okay, good buddy.

- You take care of yourself.

- Yeah, you too.

- I'll try.

[car horns honking]

- The place is a mad
house, Prophet Minister.

You have visitors
from Africa and Mecca.

- Thank you.

- Those two, FBI.

- Has Brother Samuels arrived
with my wife and children?

- No, sir, no, sir.

Should I call to check?

Yes, sir.

- I'll talk to
the FBI men first.

Then I will talk to our
distinguished guests.

- This way, gentlemen.

Sorry to keep you waiting,
but we weren't expecting you.

- There's no answer at your
house, Prophet Minister.

- It'll be about 20 minutes.

Was he expecting you?

- Yes.

When he was in Ghana
three weeks ago,

I told him I would
be in America.

- We talked last week
when he visited Mecca.

- Hello?

He's in conference, brother.

Maybe 25 minutes.

- Sorry to bother
you like this, but we

had no choice in the matter.

- You guys work on Sunday.

I didn't know that.

What seems to be the problem?

- We've been reading
a lot about you,

and some of the
things you have said

could be considered,
well, offensive.

- Some of the things happening

to Black people in this
country are offensive.

- We don't want to debate
with you sir, honestly.

We're just trying to do our job.

You talked about
historical landmarks

and how they should
be destroyed.

Well, some of your
people did exactly that.

The Liberty Bell
in Philadelphia,

the Statue of Liberty
off Staten Island.

- Well, human lives,
like presidents-

- I know what
you're going to say,

but we're doing all
we can on that matter.

- Was the guy who blew up
the Liberty Bell a friend

or a member of
your organization?

- What guy?

- His name was, is, I could
give you so many damn names.

I want to be correct.

Smith.

His name is John Smith.

- I never heard of him.

Certainly no member
of our church

would take part in
anything illegal.

But you know that, don't you?

- But Brother, in one hour,

you can set up 400
chairs yourself.

- Well, you understand that
we have to follow through

on things, even if
we don't believe.

You see, well, the
sister assassination-

- The assassination is history.

You come in here talking about

the Liberty Bell and
the Statue of Liberty,

and all the time, you
know that I would never

stoop so low as to take
part of any such act.

- Mr. Smith said that
you were his leader.

- When did he say that?

- When we caught him.

When the officer questioned him,

he said he was working
under your orders.

- The man's crazy.

- But you do understand we
have to follow every clue.

- You know someone
is trying to kill me?

I wish you would
follow that clue.

There's an FBI man
in my organization.

You know about that?

Why don't you do
something about that?

Black people are being killed
in this country every day.

Why don't you do
something about that?

No, you come in here,
telling me something

insane about someone
who is obviously crazy.

- Maybe we could do something.

Maybe.

I don't want to
build up your hopes,

but if you were willing
to sign a paper saying-

- I won't sign anything.

- Well, could you
help us by giving us

some information on
some of the people?

- We have a list of names
the Bureau's very interested

in knowing more about.

- Well, why don't you ask them?

- Because we have reasons to
believe that the same ones that

are trying to kill you
are the same people.

- But we can't do anything
until they make their move,

until they-

- Until they kill me, right?

You people know me well enough
to know that I won't give you

any information because I
don't have any information.

My life is an open book.

You have people following
me everywhere I go,

and you know as well as I
do who's trying to kill me.

- Well, let's look
at it this way.

We'd be willing to pay
for any inconvenience

this information
might cause you.

- You people are
as crazy as hell.

You know I can't be bought.

- Well, maybe you'd
like to have this.

You'd be in your
rights to accept it.

We are the FBI, and we have
the right to give you this.

- I would suggest you leave.

I have a lot of work to do.

I have to prepare for my speech.

I hope you two will join the
other law enforcement agency

this afternoon at the
ballroom, two o'clock.

- Oh, yeah.

We'll be there.

- And since you don't
want the gun, here.

Take this little device.

You spray it in a
perpetrator's face,

and he's instantly blinded.

- And that's going
to stop a murderer?

- Please, leave my office.

Let me decide my
reason for being.

- We can support
your organization.

- What you taught us
on your visit to Ghana

is without question a
revelation, brother.

- We too suspected
CIA infiltration.

- Your visit moved so many
away from Christianity.

- To Islam?

- No, my friend.

To the country, away
from religion altogether.

- We believe that
Islam and Allah

has brought us world riches.

- Both of you have
a means to power.

Now, you Mr. Ahmed, have
a country rich in oil,

something the white world
needs, so you have power.

You, Mr. Luppito, have a country
rich in natural resources,

for the world needs you.

Both of you have power
in a manner of speak.

All the Black American
has is the teachings

of white men, the
knowledge of what he is.

- Prophet Minister, I am
here too because I believe

the majority of the world's
population is of darker people.

- I welcome this
opportunity to invite you

to Ghana to head our university.

- We invite you to Mecca
to learn the ways of Allah,

to experience the riches.

My country and my
president want you.

- No, I'll stay here.

I appreciate your offer.

Thank you.

- You can be the imam.

- As chairman of the OAU,
I'm speaking for Gowon,

Mr. Obuten, Mr.
Kenyata, Mr. Nyrelle.

We need you, need
all you represent.

- Will the OAU back me
if I bring formal charges

against the United
States and the UN?

- Brother Minister,
listen to me, please.

Listen very carefully.

Many of us depend on American
aid and American investments.

White Americans are
all over our country.

They are everywhere.

Do you understand me?

- One!

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Two!

Three!

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Two!

Three!

Look strong.

One!

Two!

Three!

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Three!

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Three!

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Three!

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Three!

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Two!

Three!

Ready position.

How you doing?

- How do you like their fitness?

- They've been
training very hard.

Fitness is superb.

Want to check their
stomach muscles?

- Sure.

[grunting]

[grunting]

Very good.

The home office will be pleased.

- I've been ready
for three weeks.

Can we get out of here?

- Easy, comrade.

It's only one o'clock.

We've got time.

- Please excuse us.

Brothers, you are acting like
deaf, dumb, and blind Negroes.

Time is upon us, and I
know you're frightened.

But there is no shame in that.

- Today's the day.

We're ready.

- Our phone was disconnected.

I think the wire was cut.

Yes, he's with me right here.

I'm fine.

The children are fine too.

You all right?

- Yes, I'm fine.

Look, don't come here.

Have Brother Samuels take
you directly to the ballroom.

I'll get there by two o'clock.

Yes.

Yes.

Okay.

Bye bye.

- Sir, it's almost time to
leave for the Audubon Ballroom.

Brother Stevens is taking
our guests downtown.

He'll meet you at the hall.

- Okay.

Comrade, I want to
thank you for all

you've done for me and
for the organization.

- Why do they hate you so, sir?

- I think I must have
just someone very badly.

He and I understand
each other very well.

He looks on me as a son,

but I made the
mistake of growing up.

You must always remember
this, you are your own man.

As you grow older,
read everything.

But only believe what
you can see and feel.

What you did was not wrong.

Your father reacted
because he loves you.

Respect that.

- I hate him.

I wish you were my father.

I really do, Mr. Minister.

And one day, one day, I will
be head of this organization,

and I will always
honor you, sir.

- You're so young.

- But I do understand
the book, sir.

And I understand your teachings.

And I will teach as
you are teaching.

[light jazz music]

- Brothers and sisters, we are
happy to see so many of you

out on this lovely
Sunday afternoon.

The purpose of the
meeting this afternoon

is to propose a platform for
the survival of Black people

in America.

That survival depends
on the survival

of the Black man in Africa.

- And the only personal
friend, partner,

and business associate, and
adviser, Chief Alex Akinyele.

[audience applauding]

You've been listening
to me all the time.

I know you want to
hear them, and so I'm

going to turn the microphone
over to my brother.

[audience applauding]

- Good afternoon, you good
people of Harlem City.

[crowd cheering]

And congratulations on
a happy Harlem Week.

We have brought to you
the start of Africa.

[audience applauding]

Charity begins at home.

We've never felt humble,
there's no place like home.

Africa is our home.

Say it loud.

Africa is our home.

Say it loud.

Africa is our home.

[percussive music]

I will now recognize
all those here.

Here is a representative
that all of you know.

[drums drowning out speech]

[audience applauding]

[drums drowning out speech]

[percussive music]

- Brother Minister, do you
need a ride to the Audubon?

We've got room.

Come on, get in
the car, Minister.

- Thank you very much.

I hope this won't put you out.

How are you, Brother Williams?

- Fine, Brother.

We are honored to
have you in our car.

We are looking forward
to your solution

on black survival in
this devil's outhouse.

- Yes.

[percussive music]

[car horn honking]

[police radio chattering]

[phone ringing]

- Precinct.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Our policemen have been
pulled off the rally?

Are you sure?

Yes, but who told
you to pull them off?

All right, all right.

Fine.

Officer Brown, can I
see you for a minute?

- Yes, sir.

What can I do for you?

- Our men were pulled
off the rally at Audubon

by Prophet Minister's people.

- Big mistake.

He's a marked man.

We'd better get somebody
out there immediately.

Maybe we can station across
the street or something.

[police radio chattering]

- Did the other
speakers arrive yet?

Brother Jean, I'm
talking to you.

- I'm sorry, Minister.

They all called.

They can't make it.

I hate to be the one to
have to bring you that news.

- Yes.

- What's the problem?

Can I go check to see if
the other bodyguards are-

- No, let it go.

Are the children all right?

Who are they with?

- Sister Williams.

They'll be fine.

Could I talk to you a minute
before you go out there?

- Gentlemen, would
you excuse me, please?

What is it?

- I want you to know that I
am aware of the hatred that's

out there against
you, what you're

going through to overcome it.

I know our telephone
wire was cut, that I've

been followed for over
the past two months.

Do you know who
they are, who set

our house on fire,
who cut the wire?

- Yes.

- But can we do anything?

Are you going to die?

I love you.

I do believe I'll
love you forever.

- Here he is, the Prophet
Minister, a man who would give

his life for you and for your

self-determination and freedom.

Let's hear it,
brothers and sisters.

Let's hear it.

[audience applauding]

[percussive music]

- Peace be unto you,
brothers and sisters.

Welcome.

[all screaming]

- You get your hands
out of my pocket!

- All right!

Please!

Brothers-

[gun firing]

[all screaming]

[screaming]

[gun firing]

- Call the doctor.

The doctor!

For god's sake, the doctor.

Prophet Minister,
can you hear me?

[percussive music]

- Excuse us.

Coming through.

Excuse us.

Excuse us.

[car horn honking]

- They killed my husband.

They killed my husband.

- He was our hope, our youth,

our blackness, and our promise.

His words were what we thought
but seldom dared to say.

He forced us to change
our meaning and our frame

of reference and reminded
us that in order to be free,

we must first be men,

even if like him, we
had to die for it.

[percussive music]