Godfather of Harlem

You know, there's enough work here

to keep these men busy for years.

It's good for the both of us, huh?

Look at this.

Shipped directly to our doorstep.

Ellsworth Johnson is a lot more influential than I thought.

Your father's convinced Bonanno ordered the hit on Benny.

No! No!

He wants me to find out

whichever soldier did it and take him out.

We're family, right?

He may be the perfect patsy,

but, what, am I supposed to pop someone out of the blue?

Yeah.

You know I can't end the filibuster, Adam.

It's impossible.

There's a limit to what I can do as president.

That motherfucking Senator McCarran.

Mercy me.

-I need you to persuade. -You want me to play dirty?

- You want a honey trap. -

Isn't that a little bit hypocritical?

Yes.

Well, you got me by the short-and-curlies, huh?

I am getting that bill passed without stooping to blackmail.

What's going on?

I believe Brother Charles has it in his mind to kill you.

Give that to Hoover.

Let him know how good a job you're doing protecting me.

What'd you say, nigger?

This thing could fuck up our arrangement.

You get your guy to leave town. I-I'll handle my men.

-He ain't leavin'. -What?

He said ain't no way the guineas

were gonna run him out of Harlem.

Send 'em over. Send them over!

-Chance! -No!

No, Chance, no!

Aah!

Where are they?

It's been 15 weeks since we've heard

from these three brave young men,

these Freedom Riders who came to Mississippi

and disappeared after being arrested by the police.

They rode in buses from all over --

Black, white, Jew, Christian...

...to register Black voters and show America

that we can attain equality if we do it together.

-Amen! -Amen!

They faced harassment and danger,

and some, it seems, paid the ultimate price

at the hands of the Klan.

Mm-hmm!

Although nobody would have ever heard about this tragedy

if it were just three Black men went missing.

Amen!

But because two white boys were involved,

the nation stood up and has taken notice.

Even the FBI.

Amen!

That's all right. That's all right.

We'll take it

if it wakes this nation from its slumber.

Let us pray.

Lord, cover these boys

in the pure, white light of the Christ.

Through your eternal love and compassion,

travel them home safely to their families.

Amen and amen.

And as a parent of one of the three boys who are missing,

I am making this plea to all parents everywhere,

particularly to the parents of Mississippi.

I want to beg them to cooperate in every way possible

in the search for these three boys.

Two of those boys are from New York City.

My wife helped organize and pay for the buses

that sent them down there.

That was a suicide mission if I ever saw one.

Those kids should have been armed with machine guns,

not pamphlets.

One thing's for sure -- they're not alive.

Bodies ain't lost either.

The Klan know exactly where they are,

but the Sheriff's Department is the Klan, so no one talks.

Certainly not to the FBI.

I could make 'em talk.

Yeah, that you could.

But your methods wouldn't be admissible in court.

Fuck court.

What we need is more of that street justice.

Amen to that.

...east on Highway 19 about 10:30 Sunday night.

Schwerner, Goodman, and Chaney were pulled over for speeding

by Deputy Sheriff Cecil Parmenter,

reputed to be a Klan member.

Nothing scares white people more than Black people voting.

Look at you.

You remember what I said about the Black gangster

gaining political consciousness

and then white America will fall to its knees?

Indeed, I do.

The FBI, local and state authorities, and...

Maybe you're getting political.

...searching the area for weeks.

[Klansmen chanting "America first! Love your race!"]

Huh? You see what I'm doing there?

Like, I'm drawing the tic-tac-toe thing

over and over again.

You know what I mean?

And then I'm playing the game over and over again.

-You get that? -I don't like that one.

-That's -- no. -No?

No.

You know the guy stands on the corner of Houston and Lafayette?

-Yeah. -Been there forever.

Looks like he's gonna cross the street.

He never goes anywhere. He just stands there.

Pbbbbbht. Pbhhhht.

-Very good. -Yeah?

-Yeah. -Yeah?

So, it's like...

Pbhhht. Pbht.

-Okay, let me -- -That -- That's good.

-Let me just say something. -Would you stop?

-Not with the fucking -- -This robe smells like piss.

-I don't understand. -And I need to get you

-a clean one, please. -Would you stop with the --

Just stop with the robe, all right?

Look, I could spend the rest of my life in jail.

I'm about to get arrested.

For what? Since when are you getting arrested?

Since birth! That's since when.

I got this under control. I can handle it.

Just calm down. Where are my slippers?

Go scratch your ass with these frickin' slippers.

You leave them all over the goddamn house. Come on.

I had my hands out. You could have handed them to me.

Where's our fucking Jew lawyer, anyway?

-I don't know where... -Where is he? Where is he?

Listen.

I pay that guy to be on a fucking leash.

-That's a long fucking leash. -Those fucking Jews.

-Those fuckin' Jews. -

Open up! FBI!

- -Pbhhhhht.

Don't you see that my husband is a sick man?

Have some respect in front of his wife!

Vincent Gigante, I have a warrant out for your arrest.

-Pbhhht. -What the hell's --