Godfather of Harlem

Joe is gonna retire. He's gonna leave town for good.

Archie's been doing some work for me.

Well, is he in danger?

Oh!

Elise, I don't want you to come see me anymore.

I'm not gonna abandon you.

There's justice waiting for you,

I know it, for you and for Malcolm.

Mayme, we'll list you in our roll

as "Miss Mayme Hatcher."

I'm concerned with this fucking family,

the Genovese family.

Just like your father wanted me to,

I'm gonna be here taking care of business.

You, I don't give a flying fuck what you do.

I won't join the military if I can join the Panthers.

At least you'll be home.

Look at that country suck-up motherfucker.

Seriously, man, you think since that heart thing,

something's wrong with Bumpy's judgment?

Don't even think that.

You can't say that I don't experience prejudice, too.

- A lot. - You wanna complain?

Go march the fuck on Washington.

Today, the Italian American community stands proud

and determined to fight injustices.

He's trying suing me for the ownership of the St. Clair.

Ellsworth, if you lose the St. Clair,

the bank can call in the mortgage.

We lose everything--

Palmetto Chemical, this apartment,

everything.

We good?

Yes, we are.

Good.

What the fuck, Joe?!

Fellas, let me take these off your fucking hands.

That's my money.

Now that you're broke, you can go back

to doing what you do best-- selling dope in Harlem.

Oh, and feel free to stop by the St. Clair whenever you want.

Drinks are on me.

Bumpy, I'm sorry.

The current loan-to-value ratio on your collateral

doesn't meet our underwriting standards.

Gentlemen, I've had a recent setback with Club St. Clair.

Ownership has been transferred to another party.

But I've activated a plan to recover the club.

Archie always said dealing with you was playing with fire.

I guess he was right.

What's Archie got to do with this?

That painting reminds us of the foolish risk

we took to engage with you at all.

That's what happens

when you deal with a disreputable gangster.

Gentlemen, we're not here to litigate the past.

Let's get back to the matter at hand.

Bumpy, it says here in black and white

that your assets, including Palmetto Chemical

and your apartment, were pledged against the loan,

and defaulting means both are at risk.

I'm asking for the short term

for you to cover my interest payments out of your pockets.

Our pockets?

You must be out of your actual mind--

Clinkscale, be quiet.

That would be against bank regulations.

But it ain't against bank regulations

to finance a gangster?

'Cause gangsters have a way of resorting to gangster tactics.

Ask Archie.

- - Hey. What's going on?

- How'd it go? - They're covering

the loan payments for the next couple of months.

They gave you an extension?

Let's just say that they see the value in keeping us afloat.

Oh.

- Oh. - You got moving boxes?

Oh, I was sure they were going to say no.

I thought I was gonna have to start packing.

Mayme, I'm sorry.

I fucked this whole thing up. I let Colombo outplay me.

I told you I would live in one of those boxes with you

if it came to that.

I love this apartment, but I don't need it.

- I need you. -

- Dang, I love you. -

I love you, too.

Ellsworth, how are we going to get out of this?

Best way to beat a devil like Colombo--

use another devil.

[car door closes, siren wailing in distance]

He makes any funny moves, you kill him.

All right, Nico?

My pleasure, boss.

Thanks for flying back.

Yeah. Go fuck yourself, Johnson.

What the fuck you want?

Something here ain't right, Chance.

What's that?

Why the fuck would Bumpy be talking to Joe Bonanno,

of all people?

What the fuck business is it of yours?

That's exactly it, Chance.

We got no business.

Joe Bonanno, who that is?

Our worst enemy. As bad as Colombo.

Bumpy is obviously gonna use Bonanno to help him.

I gotta say, you got some set of balls.

You should talk.

You tried to kill every boss in the commission.

Right, and you stopped me, okay?

And because of that, the fucking commission,

they put me on the shelf in some fucking desert.

That was then. Things have changed.

Yeah, well, things haven't changed with me, Bumpy.

Right now, I feel like having Nico come over here

and put a bullet in your fucking brain.

Thanks to me, you ended up in Arizona rather than in a grave.

Bumpy, look, stop the bullshit.

What the fuck was so important

that you had to see me in person?

Colombo-- he's making moves.

Colombo.

I see that cocksucker on TV every day

talking about this civil rights bullshit.

He's making a play for Harlem.

- You got any proof? - He stole my club.

With me gone, there's no guardrails.

Do the other families know about this?

I called you first.

The other bosses may not like you,

but they fear you.

Help me stop Colombo before none of us can.

Coming!

Did you get my flowers?

Yeah. Thanks.

Yeah. You got it.

Place looks great.

You look even better.

What are you doing here, Joe?

Oh, I don't know. Just thought we could talk.

Talk about what?

Well, um...

I'm now in control of the St. Clair.

Really? How did that come about?

Oh, I'm not gonna bore you with all the details,

but the important thing to know is that

your father's deal with Bumpy Johnson is over.

Did you talk to my father about that?

I'm coming to you.

Whether you have feelings for me or not,

there's business we can do.

All right. I'm listening.

A union between our families.

You and me.

Joe, that's not--

Look, your family has the connection

with the Corsicans, and I'm taking Harlem.

The ports, the cops, the unions--

it's all coming under my control.

You sound pretty sure that you can do that.

I'm pretty sure. Yeah.

Look, the Italian American Civil Rights League