♪
Bump, we've got a problem.
Over at the warehouse in the Bronx.
[Jehan] 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!
-[overlapping shouting] -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?
[grunts]
What the fuck did you do?!
Fucking shoot her! No, no!
[gunshot echoes]
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.
♪
[gun cocks]
Look at me.
[Bonanno] 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.
[gasps]
Don't move, you dumb motherfucker.
Consider that a warning.
♪
["Hand in Hand" playing]
♪ If we reach out with hope
♪ And we reach out with love
♪ When we reach out for peace
♪ Push will never come to shove ♪
♪ So let's reach for each other ♪
♪ And together we will stand
♪ Hand in hand, hand in hand
-♪ Young and old, hand in hand -[men speaking indistinctly]
♪ Every race, creed, and color in the world ♪
Okay, come on!
All right, all right. I got it. I got it.
♪ Every faith and tribe and nation in the land ♪
♪ Hand in hand, hand in hand
♪ Rich and poor, weak and strong ♪
♪ We will all join as one and sing our song ♪
♪ And with one proud voice, together we will band ♪
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.
[both laugh]
There's enough work here to keep these men busy for years.
Yeah. It's good for the both of us, huh?
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.
♪ High and low, great and small ♪
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.
♪ If we reach out hope, and we reach out with love ♪
-That would drive me nuts. -Yeah.
Makes me wanna blow my fuckin' brains out.
-Except for this. -♪ When we reach out for peace
-♪ Push will -[music stops]
♪
Made in Marseille, I presume.
Shipped directly to our doorstep.
♪
[chuckles]
[jazz playing]
[laughter, indistinct conversations]
♪
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?
Eh, nothing.
He just don't like guineas, that's all.
[indistinct conversation]
♪
[chuckles]
So you think lookin' fine's gonna get you somewhere.
I'm just trying to make a good impression.
Mm-hmm.
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?
[sighing] Oh, Chance, you gotta stop.
You know we been there already.
But I ain't never really left.
-Mm. -Let me take you out.
-[door slams] -[gasps]
[Carmine] 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? -[door opens]
You bitch!
You touch this girl?
Get the fuck away, cunt!
Hey!
Hands off her, motherfucker.
[knife clacks]
What'd you say, nigger?
-I'll cut her pretty face. -[gasps]
[gunshots]
♪
♪ Yeah
♪ Change
♪ Yeah
♪ Open up my window again
♪ I can hear death callin' my name ♪
♪ I can hear death callin' again ♪
♪ I swear to God, things ain't gon' change ♪
♪ I keep a revolver with your name ♪
♪ Just in case
[rapping] ♪ Lay on my back watchin' the ceilin' fan ♪
♪ I had a dream to touch a kilo gram ♪
♪ Still at odds with the Irish mob ♪
♪ Rolls-Royce down Malcolm X Boulevard ♪
♪ Lord, these -- really out here preyin' on me ♪
♪ Got the .40 on me and his hand on me ♪
♪ Snow-white mink like I'm Dutch Schultz ♪
♪ Run the books and let me show you how the numbers look ♪
♪ You can't be Lucky like you Luciano ♪
♪ The kilos slammin' like they new pianos ♪
♪ And Fat Boy got the big body
♪ Coast-to-coast, I could shoot product ♪
♪ Open up my window again
♪ Open up my window again ♪
♪ I can hear death callin' my name ♪
♪ I can hear death callin' again ♪
♪ I swear to God, things ain't gon' change ♪
♪ I keep a revolver with your name ♪
♪ Just in case
[TV announcer] 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.
[chuckles]
But we can.
-Cheers. -[glasses clink]
...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.
Ah, turn that shit off.
-...in the past, 60 -- -[television turns off]
Peace through understanding, my ass.
[chuckles]
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.
♪
[grunts]
♪
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.
[sighs]
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.
Uh...
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.
[knocking on door]
♪
[knocking continues]
Who is it?
[Chance] 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.
[chain rattles]
♪
[Lock clicks]
The hell is wrong with you?
You got a death wish?
You knew I couldn't leave town without seeing you.
[sighs] 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.
♪
[sighs] Let me get you a drink.
Thank you.
♪
[lid pops]
[liquid pours]
♪
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.
Hm. Yeah. You did.
You know, the biggest regret of my life
is losing you.
♪
Well, it shouldn't be.
You know we were never gonna work out.
No. We don't know that.
Hey.
We don't know that.
You and me, Renee, we live in the dark.
We find our way in the dark.
We got nobody to help us in the dark.
[sighs]
♪
You angling for a pity fuck?
Come on.
Renee.
I need you.
♪
[exhales deeply]
♪
[whimsical music playing on television]
[announcer] The World's Fair engineers
created their finest ride exclusively for the fair.
Hand in Hand is a representation
of over 67 countries living in harmony.
So we have to watch President Johnson
speak at the World's Fair,
and then we have to write about it.
Well, you already wrote about the South Carolina exhibit
since you was down there for three months.
Yeah, well, this is a different assignment.
Can you come over and watch it with me and Mommy?
Yes. Of course.
If your mama says it's all right.
What was your mommy like?
I barely knew her.
She died when I was real little.
So...
I'm sad you don't have a mommy.
I can't imagine what that's like.
I love my mom more than anyone in the whole world.
More than your father?
[chuckles] Yes.
[both laugh]
More than me?
No.
It's a tie.
[indistinct conversations]
You know I can't end the filibuster, Adam.
It's impossible.
-Even if it's the right thing? -[chuckles]
Now, what would my constituents say?
I am loyal to their needs and wants.
And what they want is segregation.
My people have literally fought and died
for this simple right --
to use hotels, restaurants, and transportation
regardless of race.
These are the things that one day
I want my children, and yours, to take for granted.
[sighs] The country's not ready yet,
and you know it.
We must make them ready.
It's called leadership.
Oh.
I won't allow it.
That's called politics.
[sighs]
How about I hold up your farm bill in committee?
The people of your state will starve.
[chuckles]
You wouldn't do that.
Politics.
Well, my constituents would rather scrounge for food
than be told what to do by the government.
They'll vote you out of office if they can't eat.
Well, I'm willing to risk that.
The people of Arkansas support me
because I'm fighting for them, Adam.
Just like you're fighting for Harlem.
We used to be friends.
Can't we come to some understanding?
We're still friends.
Come on. Don't take this personally.
♪
All right , friend.
While you're in town for the fair,
let's get a drink at the Geechee Club.
It's the hottest spot in Harlem.
They have the best booze
and the most beautiful women in the world.
Interested?
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice.
[laughs]
That's what they say.
[laughing] That's what they say.
♪
[Fat Gino] We've searched every block in Harlem.
Can't find that nigger.
Well, he skipped town. You know, forget about it.
What do you mean, forget about it?
Yeah.
I'll track his black ass across the country.
No, you won't. We got business to do.
What are you talking about? He killed Carmine.
Carmine's got a brick for a fucking brain.
He didn't think twice,
pulled out his fucking knife in a whorehouse.
Especially that whorehouse.
Come on.
You defending this cocksucker?
A mulignan kills your own man and you're defending him?
Would you have done that?
Tell me something, Gino --
Would you have pulled a knife out
in that fucking whorehouse?!
No.
So you watch yourself.
You know, if Benny was here, he'd set you straight.
Yeah.
You need your consigliere back from Miami,
'cause this is bullshit!
[door opens]
Don't listen to him, boss. He's an asshole.
I called Peter Bruno!
[door closes]
I called Tony Marchesi.
None of them crews have seen him.
What are we talking about here?
We're talking about Benny! He's not in fuckin' Miami!
Maybe he took a trip with one of those porno girls.
You know, he seemed really into one of them.
It's the pornography that got him killed.
And that's...
...that's Bonanno's territory.
[lighter clicks]
That fuckin' cocksucker.
[lighter clicks, thuds]
I can feel it.
That cocksucker had him whacked.
You know, I'm responsible for his death.
Whoa. Who says he's dead?
He hasn't called in six weeks.
He's dead.
♪
I got a job for you. [exhales]
You find the person that -- that killed Benny.
And...
you bring me his head.
♪
[man singing on radio]
I only lied to Margaret to stay in her life.
Well, the best way to undo a lie is to tell the truth.
What if she rejects me?
What if when she finds out you're her mother,
not her sister, you confirm something
she already feels in her soul?
Mm.
[indistinct conversations, dishes clanking]
When I was an addict, I didn't care about anyone or anything.
Even Margaret.
Now I care too much.
Well, through the grace of Allah,
you've changed your life.
You've become strong.
Through the grace of Allah, I met you.
I pray to him every day for your safety,
and even though I'm only staying there
to be your eyes and ears,
Allah's message still moves through me.
I want that for Margaret.
I want to raise her as a Muslim.
Have you discussed this with Mayme and Bumpy?
No.
They'll probably disown me.
Make sure I never get to see Margaret again.
Have faith, Elise. Pray for guidance.
A pure heart not only seeks truth,
but speaks truth, and your heart...
your heart is pure.
[sniffles]
Mayme, I...
I'd like to ask you a favor,
but it's a sensitive topic.
I'm all ears, Reverend Powell. How can I help?
Well, it has to do with getting the Civil Rights Act passed.
I need to find a way to convince
Senator McCarron to drop that filibuster.
Which won't be easy. He's a staunch segregationist.
He helped write the Southern Manifesto --
"Separate but equal."
Although there's nothing equal about it.
That's an understatement.
[sighs]
Wingate, I'd like to speak to Mrs. Johnson alone.
What? Why?
I don't need a reason.
Well, as your lawyer, I think I should stay.
Oh. Well, you can stay, but I'd have to fire you.
[door closes]
I happen to know that your husband has,
at that fine establishment the Geechee Club,
an assortment of ladies that show affection for a price.
What does that have to do with me, Congressman?
Senator McCarron has an eye for the ladies,
and I thought...
Well, I could use your help
in documenting that predilection.
You want to honey-trap a United States Senator?
This is about our fight for freedom!
By any means necessary, as our friend Malcolm says.
I need leverage on that bastard.
♪
We have the protection
of the president of the United States.
What would you need me to do?
I just need your help in leading him to the bait.
I'm sure he'll do the rest himself.
Maybe you should be talking to my husband about this.
No, no, no, no. Don't mention this to Bumpy.
I can't involve criminals.
Isn't that a little bit hypocritical?
Yes.
But I'm dealing with hypocrites.
And as a man of God...
oh, I feel terrible.
But... [snorts]
What the hell?
It's worth a shot.
♪
[Ernie] Your father's convinced
Bonanno ordered the hit on Benny.
He wants me to find out whichever soldier did it
and take him out.
So what's wrong with that?
A Bonanno soldier didn't do it, Stell. We did.
It could start a war with the families.
So they start a war. So what?
So, people will die.
Not people, criminals.
Yeah.
Criminals like me.
That doesn't bother you at all?
Yeah, it does.
You don't want to start a war, let's tell my father the truth.
We killed his best friend.
You're fuckin' nuts.
[chuckles] Maybe.
He'd kill the both of us. You know that.
Don't be so sure.
I'm his flesh and blood.
Besides, I already did the worst thing I can do to him.
I fucked a Negro.
[women singing on radio]
[cup slides]
So what the fuck am I supposed to do?
You know anyone in the Bonanno family?
Yeah, my cousin Rocco.
I haven't seen him in years.
Take him out.
He's my fuckin' cousin, Stell.
He kill anyone?
He's a fuckin' degenerate.
He's killed a lot of people.
You'd be doing someone somewhere a favor.
No. No.
It doesn't matter how much I fuckin' hate the guy,
I'm not pullin' the trigger on him.
He's my cousin.
Then I'll tell my father we did it.
I'm willing to take the risk.
♪
[car horn honking]
[sighs] Hello, Ellsworth.
Hello, Mr. Johnson.
Hey.
This about what happened at the club the other night?
Yeah, sort of.
Uh, it's about Chance.
What about him?
I'm -- I'm worried about him.
I sent him out of town.
He'll be safe.
He knows how to stay out of trouble.
He'd be real mad if he knew I was here, but, um...
he ain't leaving.
What?
He said ain't no way the -- the guineas
were gonna run him out of Harlem.
I'm worried he's gonna get himself killed.
♪
Where is he?
♪
Uh, he -- he's at my place.
He spent the night. He loves me, Bumpy.
He don't want to leave my side.
You gotta talk to him, Ellsworth.
Chance is a grown man.
He can make his own decisions.
If he wants to stay, that's on him.
That's his choice.
What kind of attitude is that?
I gave him an order.
He disobeys, it's on him.
I love him, Mr. Johnson.
I came to you 'cause I don't want him to die.
Can you please talk some sense into him?
♪
Ellsworth, what is more important?
Your business with Chin Gigante or Del's life?
♪
[Jazz playing]
[indistinct conversations]
♪
This place is amazing.
You should come to Harlem more often.
[chuckles]
Ernie, it's good to see you.
How long has it been?
Fuckin' five years.
I was at Aunt Connie's last week,
and she asked about you.
She remembered me?
[scoffs] Uncle Leo's the one who's nuts.
Aunt Connie's just stupid.
Anyway, why'd you wanna see me?
You got a business proposition?
Nah, I just wanted to catch up.
-It's been years. -Come on.
Everyone knows your crew's raking it in
working with the niggers.
It's driving my boss crazy.
Bonanno crazy?
What a fuckin' surprise.
[sighs] You know them old guys,
with their stupid fuckin' rules.
I don't get why two families can't work together.
After all, we're family, right?
Real family, by blood.
It's 'cause we're supposed to hate each other.
Supposed to hate each other?
You're supposed to hate niggers too,
but you made it work.
Ernie, it's great to see you.
You know, Aunt Connie's gonna be so happy
you and me connected again.
♪
[knock on door]
♪
Who's there?
[Bumpy] It's me.
♪
Fuck.
[chain rattles, door unlocks]
[lock clicks]
Why are you still here? I told you to leave.
I ain't never disobeyed your orders, Bumpy,
at least up till now.
You more than anyone knows what's at stake here.
This could fuck things up with Chin.
I already told him that you was gone.
I ain't your responsibility, Bumpy.
-I'll take my chances. -The fuck you will!
This affects my business as well as you!
Listen, when all five families had a hit on you, you managed.
What you didn't do is run. I can't do that neither.
Look...
I just wanna keep you safe,
keep these guineas off your back, man.
Bumpy, don't think I don't appreciate that.
But I fight.
I don't run.
You think this is my fault, right?
That I'm crazy to be working with these Italians.
Those motherfuckers.
They act like they're better than us.
Boss us around.
Curse us under their breath.
Those fucks!
Look, we expected that, Del.
We were willing to ignore that shit
for the larger goal, man.
We making a whole lot of money, that's for sure.
But maybe we're losing our dignity.
Maybe dignity has its price.
[up-tempo jazz playing]
♪
Now, that is some dynamite, swinging Harlem jazz.
[chuckles]
You like that, Senator?
[grunts]
Well, I-I prefer banjo music.
Uh, you ever hear, uh, Big John's Banjo Band?
Or Riverboat Banjo Goodies?
They're playing at the Arkansas Pavilion tomorrow night.
I-I'll send you a copy of their record album.
Oh, I'd like that.
I'd like that a lot, Senator.
[chuckles]
♪
Uh, perhaps this might be the right time
to re-wet our whistles.
Another round for everyone?
Well, I'll have another Sazerac.
Me, too.
[chuckles]
Are you enjoying your stay in our fair city, Senator?
Well, I'm especially pleased
to discover a plenitude of beautiful women.
You especially, my dear.
Oh, how nice of you to say.
My husband would probably agree.
Oh, well, your husband is a lucky man.
[chuckles]
Are you married, Senator?
Well, to my work, as my wife would say.
Uh, well, the -- the people of Arkansas
come first in my life.
Ah, and I suppose you could say
that they are my mistress, hmm?
Well, that is a lot of mistresses.
I'm sorry. What --- What'd you say?
I said, that is a lot of mistresses.
[laughs]
Well, the truth is...
I-I've been very tense lately.
I need to relax.
Well, we are very discreet here.
Mm.
We've had politicians and statesmen.
Men of every walk of life come here to...
relax, forget about their troubles.
Are you...available?
Me?
You know, from the moment I laid eyes on you,
I thought to myself, "There she is,
the woman that I've been looking for my whole life."
I'm married, Senator.
I'm sorry. L-Let me explain.
You see, when I was a boy...
[chuckles] ...I was in love
with a woman who looked just like you.
Well, who?
My mammy.
You remind me of her.
Senator, we have a wonderful array
of other beautiful women right up those stairs.
Ah.
[cheers and applause]
Well, if you will excuse me.
♪
Well?
Did he take the bait?
I remind him of his mammy.
[gags, chokes]
♪
-[women giggle] -Come on, ladies.
Don't leave him waiting, now.
Oh. Mercy, mercy me.
Well, uh...
[smacks lips]
I'll take 'em all.
[women laugh]
The least I can do.
I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings.
[laughter]
Don't look so glum, my dear.
Something just doesn't feel right about this.
Mayme, push those thoughts aside
in favor of a world where
black and whites live together in harmony.
♪
[women giggling]
[McCarron laughs]
[McCarron moans]
♪
[camera shutter clicking]
♪
[laughs]
[camera shutter clicks]
♪ Hand in hand, hand in hand
♪ Young and old, hand in hand
[indistinct conversations]
["Hand in Hand" playing in distance]
Count it on the way out.
There you are.
We got a problem.
What's that?
Chance is still in town.
I told him he could stay.
Well, then you got a problem, not me.
How much would it cost to satisfy Carmine's family?
Oh, you think I could put a price on that?
Yeah, I do.
Well...he had a family.
He's got kids that need to go to college.
Whatever I make on the next shipment,
you take half.
How about that?
You'd sacrifice all that money for one of your guys?
Yeah.
Well, you're lucky that I wasn't close
to this fuckin' Carmine guy.
He was a fuckin' bastard. I never liked him.
And that ain't enough money from you.
What's the price?
I'll take the entire shipment.
I'll take all of it. 100%. I want everything.
-Wow. -Yeah.
I-I'm lucky you hated Carmine,
'cause I don't know what the price would be
if you liked this racist fuck.
Take it or leave it.
Okay. Yeah. You got a deal.
Nobody touches my man Chance,
and you give me your personal guarantee.
Yeah.
Done.
He started yammering on about Aunt Connie and Uncle Leo,
bringing back all these fuckin' memories
when we were kids.
[sighs] All right.
It sounds like a lovely reunion.
He may be the perfect patsy, but I couldn't do it.
So find someone else.
I don't know anyone else in the Bonanno family.
What, am I supposed to fuckin' pop someone out of the blue?
Yeah, I see.
I'll just call my dad and tell him the truth.
I'll tell him we did it.
The fuck is wrong with you?!
What? You scared? Look at the fear in your eyes.
Are you gonna shit your pants? You gonna make a wee wee?
-Fuck you! -Fuck me?
You couldn't if you tried.
I know you want to, but you never will.
'Cause you're a limp-dicked bastard.
Oh, you think I can't kill that motherfucker?
I know you can't.
You can only kill defenseless black men
or little old ladies.
When it comes to one of your own,
you're just a scared little boy with no fuckin' courage.
Are you gonna hit me?
Or are you scared I'll call my daddy and tell on you?
Fuck you. I'll show you.
I'll bring you his fuckin' head.
You do that.
You do whatever it is that makes you feel like a man.
♪
[car horn honks]
I can't do this anymore.
[Gasps] Please, let me go.
I've gotta get out.
You're almost through the worst part, Sandra.
You are going to make it through.
[sniffles]
I don't care anymore.
I just wanna die.
Just let me die.
Don't say that.
Think about that child there in your belly.
It is more than your life you have to fight for.
I don't want this child.
[crying]
I want a fix.
That's what I want.
Please help me.
What you got here?
I know you got something here.
Listen to me.
That child is gonna give you purpose.
I was just like you, Sandra, and I made it through.
And I have a daughter
who I love more than anything in this world.
What's her name?
Margaret.
What's she like?
Mm.
Silly... [chuckles]
...and playful,
intelligent, curious.
I promise you, when you look into that child's eyes,
you are going to be grateful that you survived.
What if she don't want me?
She's not gonna want me.
You're her mother.
What child doesn't want their mother?
[breathes shakily]
♪
[wind blowing]
Good night, Geoffrey.
[car horns honking in distance]
♪
-[screaming] -[man] Come on.
-Get in! -Help!
♪
[Powell chuckling] I have to give the senator credit
for his stamina.
I'm surprised he didn't have a heart attack.
What's wrong?
This isn't right.
This man has a family.
No one will see these other than him.
How do you know that?
Because when he sees these,
he will drop that filibuster.
[sighs]
[photographs rustle]
Yes, this is beneath our dignity,
but we must keep the larger imperative in mind --
the passage of the Civil Rights Act.
Remember when the newspapers tarred and feathered you
for that trip to Paris with your secretary?
Do I ever.
They used a scandal
to discredit everything you've done.
What does that have to do with anything?
I'm just saying, maybe we let them play dirty,
and we keep our hands clean.
You clearly don't understand politics.
I think I do.
The Left believes right-wing bigotry and racism
are tearing the country apart.
The Right believes left-wing agitation for change
is tearing the country apart.
[sighs]
In any case, I'm sure you'll be guided
by the Christian thing to do.
♪
[door opens, hinges creak]
[Bumpy] Your men kidnapped Renee.
-We had a deal. -[door closes]
[man singing on radio]
♪
Come in.
♪
-I had nothing to do with this. -Where is she?
Somewhere in Jersey. I don't know.
You fucked up. You should've controlled your men.
Fuck you. I gave you a chance.
He's still here. We seen them together.
I need her back here, unharmed.
In exchange for your guy,
who didn't leave town like you fucking promised.
What is this, man? We had a deal.
We got to figure this out.
There's nothing to figure out.
My men need more than a payoff.
Come on.
You want this partnership to continue,
you gotta feed my men some red meat.
There is nothing I can do.
You want me to just give up my man?
Yeah. What would you do if one of my guys
went over and popped one of yours?
What'd you do? You'd fix it, right?
Those are the rules.
Yeah.
The rules.
Look, maybe it's crazy that you and I thought
this thing between us would work out.
I don't fuckin' know.
Yeah.
Okay.
I'll bring Chance in exchange for the girl.
Okay.
The fair. 8:00.
Johnson, no weapons.
Of course not.
America has transformed from an outpost
on the edge of wilderness
to one of the great nations of the world.
The last time New York held a World's Fair, back in 1939...
-[elevator bell dings] -[knock on door]
Coming.
...we tried to predict the future.
Would it really be possible to cross the country
in less than 24 hours...
Elise.
I'm so glad you came.
-...or to go to outer space... -[door closes]
We need to talk.
-...or cure dread diseases? -Hey.
I'm so happy you're here.
These were bold prophecies in 1939,
but we achieved all that and more.
[cheers and applause]
Hey, cousin.
Hey.
Whattaya say we go back to the Geechee?
Sure.
There were other prophecies
that were not made at that fair.
What's wrong?
There's a cop back there.
♪
[Rocco straining]
No one predicted that half the world
would be devastated by war
or that millions of helpless would be slaughtered.
[door closes]
Have a seat, friend.
Now, what's this important piece of legislation
you want to show me?
Our leaders must not succumb to obstruction...
Ah.
...and cynical tactics,
or our dark history may repeat itself.
We must see an America where politicians work together
for the will of the people as a whole,
not as partisans locked in battle.
We must open wide the door to equality
to all those who have been on the outside looking in.
You sure you want to do this?
They get their hands on you, they're gonna kill you.
Better me than her.
Our world's final direction is in our hands.
Just keep your cool.
Follow my lead.
Hopefully, we'll be able to get you both back
safe and sound, all right?
I have a plan.
♪
I see an America in which no man is handicapped
by the color of his skin or the nature of his beliefs.
Elise, what was it you wanted to say?
I just wanted to say how wonderful it is
to be here with both of you.
It may take all summer.
It may take sessions around the clock,
but I promise you here and now,
we are going to pass that civil rights bill.
Well, I never should've gone upstairs
at the goddamn Geechee.
You got me by the short and curlies, Adam,
I'll give you that.
[sighs] I'll move for my colleagues
to stand down on the filibuster.
♪
[sighs]
♪
Fuck you, Senator.
I am getting that bill passed without stooping to blackmail.
Filibuster or not,
the righteous cause shall always be victorious.
Unless we can achieve the theme of this fair --
"Peace Through Understanding" --
our hopes of today will go under
in the devastation of tomorrow.
["Hand in Hand" playing in distance]
The best laid plans for peace
cannot be legislated by our leaders,
but must rise up from the people themselves
so that we may create a world
where warring factions put down their arms
and enemies embrace a new way to resolve their differences.
[Chin] That's close enough.
♪
Send him over.
No. Send the girl first.
♪
Chance, you shouldn't have come!
It's going to be okay, baby. Stay calm.
It's going to be okay.
- [henchman] Send him over! - [whimpers]
-Cha-- Chance. -Get over here.
Or I'll kill this bitch.
I'll fuckin' kill her.
All right, take it easy.
-Chance. -Time's up!
-Chance! -No!
[Bumpy] No, Chance, no!
No!
[Chance] Renee!
Run, baby! Hey!
[screams] No!
No!
♪
Johnson, what the fuck?!
♪
I predict peace is possible in this generation.
♪
Let us not sacrifice our better angels
as we turn to the rightful path.
Baby.
Let us choose love over hate,
friend over foe, equality over division.
[sobbing]
One day soon, things will change.
No! No!
I see a world that rejects tribalism in favor of unity.
And if I'm right, at the next World's Fair,
folks will see an America as different from today
as we are different from 1939.
And we will look back at 1964 for the Negro,
and we will marvel to ourselves at just how much has changed.
♪