Godfather of Harlem - Third Season

Cops don't give a flying fuck

about black or white.

It's all about green.

No one could move dope in Harlem without the 27th.

As it is, Monsieur 98 is coming soon

to work out an arrangement with anyone that has

the organization and the police protection

to move the junk into the neighborhoods.

Everyone down on the fucking floor right now!

This is about the heroin.

Colombo's making his play.

You can't control all of the cops.

I control more than you.

If you can't keep your cops under control,

you can bet your black ass that I will.

Ghana, Nigeria, Sudan--

Africa's starting to feel like my real home.

It is high time to choose whether we will ignore

our commonality in this struggle

and be divided

or work in solidarity

as African brothers and sisters.

Want Joe Colombo out of your hair for good?

We've been picking up chatter about a huge shipment of heroin.

Connect him to that shipment,

and we'll put him away for life.

- What the fuck is this? - I did everything you said.

Well, did he say anything about the heroin shipment?

He didn't know anything about it.

What's this? Resignations.

From the two crooked cops who shot up my club.

They told me the name of every single cop in this precinct

who's taking money from the mob, including you.

And what are you gonna do with that?

Motherfucker,

you work for me.

Wake up, darling.

Breakfast is ready.

What the hell is this?

I read it. It's about the heroin.

"Angel of Death Comes to Harlem."

Everyone knows the streets are dry.

Duji's coming soon, though. Isn't that right, darling?

Yeah. Right.

Oh, I'm going to see that new artist I was telling you about.

Have a good day at work.

You take the paper, I don't need it.

Is he here?

Bonjour, Bumpy.

I'm so glad you're here, man.

Thanks for coming.

I apologize for the delay.

The bosses in Corsica are ready

for the biggest shipment of heroin, just for you.

We have to test it first.

- Of course. - Mm-hmm.

Junie! Bring the Vein.

He's chompin' at the bit.

Thank you, Bumpy. I been so sick.

Thank you, Bumpy.

Get him ready.

Them streets been crazy dry, huh?

Them skag-heads were ready to kill this man to take his place.

Hurry up, baby. Hurry up, please.

Ah, thank you.

Oh, that's good.

Oh, that's real good.

- No, no. - Oh, shit.

Whoa. Stay in the chair.

Strongest shit ever.

- Ohh. - Fuck.

He dead.

I told you it was good shit.

But he's dead.

We'll all be dead sometime.

It's just a question of when.

Who did you think it was?

More coffee?

I'm good.

Did you see the paper?

What do you mean?

Take a look, it's unbelievable.

"U.S. boosts Vietnam War efforts."

Well, there's that.

But I meant in the arts section.

In the back.

Oh, okay.

- Hm. - Carvens Aldridge

is a genius young artist from Harlem

who came up through the HARYOU program.

They say he's leading the start

of a whole new Harlem Renaissance.

Isn't that wonderful?

Yeah, it is.

Just what this city could use right now.

An-- An explosion of culture, paintings, dance, and poetry.

Couldn't agree more.

He had a horrible drug problem and overcame it.

He's been free of heroin for almost two years.

That's great.

I hope you don't mind--

I commissioned a painting from him.

Of course.

Thank you.

Helping this young man will inspire other artists

in our community who struggle with addiction.

I'm going to see him today.

Malcolm X, having recently completed his trip to Mecca

and participated in a Pan-African unity conference,

returns to his home in Harlem, an international figure

whose message now reaches the far corners of the earth.

Oh, Malcolm!

It's felt like ages.

I couldn't wait another minute.

Elise! Welcome home.

I can't wait to hear all about your trip.

- It was spectacular-- - Where are the children?

I, um, sent them up to your sister's.

- It's been bad, Malcolm. - What happened?

They're fine,

but we've had so many--

That.

Phone's been ringing off the hook, day and night.

Death threats.

That's why I sent them away.

Who is this?

Your days are numbered, nigger.

Call Ella.

Tell her to bring the girls home immediately.

Why?

You see what's happening.

We've had threats before.

Bumpy's men are here to protect us.

We'll be fine.

I just want the children here with us.

Uh--

We'll discuss this later.

Let's get you home, Elise.

I'm sure you're exhausted from your long trip.

I am, yes.

Quite tired.

Yeah!

Guapa!

Eso!

Whoo! You are an amazing dancer!

And you have amazing hair.

Yeah? Aww.

Mm. Hey.

Marina.

Marina? Marina.

...Nathaniel.

Y...

Mm.

Salud, Nathaniel.

Salud, Marina.

Mm. Well, are you ready to dance with me again?

Amorcito.

Uh, look, it's almost noon, hmm?

And I have to get back to the office.

I mean, I've been up all night dancing.

Here, let me share something with you.

Oh.

Here. Try this.

- Cocaína. - Oh.

Where'd you get that?

Here, now you.

No?

I don't feel anything.

Give it a minute.

Hello?