Godfather of Harlem

Bump, we've got a problem.

Over at the warehouse in the Bronx.

They killed one of yours,

and they killed one of yours.

Someone doesn't like you two are in business.

Must be one of the Italian bosses.

I been expecting them to make a move.

Chin's a fucking bum.

Chin's my partner.

Something fucked up's going on.

We just don't know what's what.

You team with Bonanno and me,

you keep Lucchese and Gambino at bay.

The fuck is going on?

We need to give the families a piece.

You wouldn't even have the Ten Harlems without me!

I'll shut it down! You Hear me!

The FBI usually parks a car outside my house,

watching me 24/7.

Shouldn't I feel safe?

"I've had sexual relations with your husband,

and I am pregnant."

This is the work of someone trying to divide us.

- Who? - The Nation. Maybe The FBI.

I'd like to ask you to think about staying at the Temple.

I don't want to stay if you're not there.

I'd like to have someone be my eyes and ears

about what mischief they're cooking up.

My loyalty is with the Nation.

Any contact with Malcolm

will be met with serious repercussions.

I'm gonna get justice for your son.

Are you out of your mind?

What the fuck did you do?!

Fucking shoot her! No, no!

I brought you this.

It's a gift from Stella Gigante.

I'm not leaving Harlem.

And I will...

Did you hear the Dear Holy Apostle's speech

where he said he wished Malcolm would go away?

What are you saying, Brother Charles?

That soon, you won't have to worry

about that hypocrite anymore.

Look at me.

Bumpy Johnson. I'm glad you came around.

Magliocco and I, we're gonna take over

the next shipment entirely.

When I doubt friendships, there is no friendship.

Don't move, you dumb motherfucker.

Consider that a warning.

Okay, come on!

All right, all right. I got it. I got it.

What the hell is that for?

It's from the Wisconsin Pavilion,

known for their cheeses.

At least it doesn't fuckin' smell, right?

And we know there's not any rats here.

There's enough work here to keep these men busy for years.

Yeah. It's good for the both of us?

Hey, I appreciate you hiring those Negroes

out of Harlem to work here.

Well, you asked me to do that.

Long as they pay their dues,

they vote for who I tell them to, we're good.

You control the unions, the shipping and receiving.

That's why I asked you to come here.

Come on.

Look at this.

It's from a ride right outside the warehouse here

called Hand in Hand.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

I hear it all hours of the day and night.

- That would drive me nuts. - Yeah.

Makes me wanna blow my fuckin' brains out.

Made in Marseille, I presume.

Shipped directly to our doorstep.

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

My man Chance, lookin' sharp.

Look at this guy. What is it, prom night?

Ya gotta big date with a schoolgirl or what?

Shut the fuck up.

The fuck's up with him?

Nothing.

He just don't like guineas, that's all.

So you think lookin' fine's gonna get you somewhere.

I'm just trying to make a good impression.

Good impressions up here don't matter

as long as you got bread in your wallet.

Aw, you know I ain't here for just any ol' girl.

What time you get off work?

Chance, you gotta stop.

You know we been there already.

But I ain't never really left.

Let me take you out.

Where you think you're goin'? Get over here.

What the fuck?

- Mary, what happened? - Get back in here.

He punched me in the face.

Who? Who was it?

You bitch!

You touch this girl?

Get the fuck away, cunt!

Hey!

Hands off her, motherfucker.

What'd you say, nigger?

I'll cut her pretty face.

Everyone is excited

for the opening of the New York World's Fair,

an exposition featuring fantastic displays

and activities

I'm sad that your Secret Service agents

aren't able to drink on the job.

But we can.

Cheers.

Dedicated to man's achievements on a shrinking globe

I'm telling you, Mr. President,

that this World's Fair

is going to set attendance records.

Turn that shit off.

In the past, 60...

Peace through understanding, my ass.

That group of Southern Democratic senators

who are in town for your speech

should have their own pavilion...

The Nation of Hypocrites.

Especially that motherfucking Senator McCarron.

Filibusters my Civil Rights bill,

but won't pass up any photo opportunity with me.

McCarron and I used to be able to compromise.

Now all he's interested in is power and obstruction,

despite knowing that his filibuster

is only delaying the inevitable.

I don't give a shit what he knows.

I need you to persuade.

You're my most loyal friend in Congress, Adam.

But I need you to cut this goddamn son of a bitch

off at the knees.

I don't care how you do it.

You want me to play dirty?

We can't afford the high road.

What are you suggesting?

You and I both know all the tricks,

but there's a limit to what I can do as President.

I don't want to know about it, but I will protect you.

Get him to end the filibuster.

That's all I'm saying.

Well, what about peace through understanding?

World's not fair, Adam.

No reason we should be either.

Carmine was a good earner.

This thing's a mess.

You know he had a wife and kids, right?

What am I gonna tell them?

That he beat on a girl

and that he pulled a knife on one of my men.

Your man who shot him three times.

My guys are gonna want blood. You know that.

Then you better calm them the fuck down.

I knew some shit like this would happen.

Chin, we did the impossible.

We got these guys who would ordinarily hate each other

to work together.

This thing could fuck up our arrangement.

You gotta keep your men under control.

Yeah.

You, too.

Yeah. I know.

You know, this Carmine, he was...

You know, he was no good.

Look, I'll tell you what.

You get your guy to leave town.

I'll... I'll handle my men.

Leave town?

For how long?

For as long as he wants to live. That's how long.

Who is it?

It's me.

It's 4:00 in the morning. What you doing here?

I got a call from Bumpy.

He told me to get outta town.

So why haven't you left?

I had to see you.

The hell is wrong with you?

You got a death wish?

You knew I couldn't leave town without seeing you.

Goddamn it, Chance.

You coulda shot him in the leg. Did ya have to kill him?

He put a knife on you. What was I supposed to do?

Stupid fool. I know how to take care of myself.

Yeah. I know.

Let me get you a drink.

Thank you.

Thank you.

So, where you gonna go?

I can't tell you that.

Listen, Renee, I made a lot of mistakes.

You know that better than anybody.

Yeah. You did.

You know, the biggest regret of my life