[Bumpy] First the fucking UN,
Now they blew up your goddamn house.
Let me protect you.
I'm already a dead man walking.
There's nothing you or anyone can do about it.
There's another shipment, bigger than the one we had.
You and I, let's handle it.
I gotta save my friend.
My father's gonna come gunning for you.
This isn't about Harlem. It's about me.
Look, I'm gonna show him the utmost respect
at the sit-down tomorrow.
[Chin] If any of youse have agreements with Colombo,
they no longer matter.
I want Joe the fuck out of Harlem.
Jose Battle and I have a plan to give you--
Havana. With the help of the CIA,
you can rebuild your casinos there.
They ain't got fuckin' no connections to the--
Good evening, gentlemen.
Allow me to explain what your government can do for you.
The fuck is this?
I just want my daughter.
I'm staying here with Joe.
Hey, Elise. I'm sorry, d--
[Harvey] Your father thinks he can blackmail me.
No, no, no. No, no. Please, don't!
But I can make his life as miserable...
[tires squeal]
...as he makes mine.
[Bumpy] I reconsidered your proposal.
Let's take back Harlem.
I won't ever do anything to threaten you again.
I swear.
What exactly do you have in terms of documentation?
Thought you might ask.
Here.
It's Operation Mongoose.
Your plan to kill Castro using mob hitmen.
♪
Look, my daughter means everything to me.
You obviously know that.
That she's fragile.
That, uh, hotshot you gave her--
it almost killed her.
I wanted to send a message, not end her life.
Message received.
Just wanted you to know that.
♪
[Battle] The Bay of Pigs invasion was an embarrassment.
We were left stranded on the beach,
imprisoned,
abandoned and betrayed by that fucking coward,
Jack Kennedy, who had promised us air support.
But that's not gonna happen again.
Our second invasion will be successful,
and we will take back Cuba from Castro.
[speaking Spanish]
This is our chance, Vincent.
We can be bigger in Havana
than we ever were in the glory days.
There's a supply of cocaine, heroin, and weapons
from the CIA coming tomorrow.
The guns will be trucked to Louisiana,
where my militia is training.
We want to use Randall's Island for the drop,
your territory.
Now, the other bosses have already agreed, so...
if you're amenable,
we can move forward without hesitation.
How much is my cut?
Well, I estimate...
upwards of $10 million.
[exhales slowly]
Yeah.
♪ Hey
♪
How you doing?
Oh, this is good, right?
You and me, making a shitload of money together.
You think big, I'll give you that.
Eh, you know,
it was your daughter that pegged Randall's Island
as the perfect drop spot.
She's been advising me, you know?
What do you mean, advising you?
Well, she obviously learned a lot from you.
Got a real good head on her shoulders.
Mm.
With a face to match, you know what I mean?
Yeah.
She does.
[Chin] I swear to Christ, it was all I could do
not to snap that prick's neck.
[Bumpy] Well, you gotta keep cool. Just work that angle.
It's my girl. It's hard.
Who you talking to?
If it wasn't for our plan,
Harvey'd be a grease spot right now.
He bought it?
Fuck if I know.
Gotta be ready to stick and move.
Or we could just blow all these motherfuckers' heads off now
and end it.
[chuckles]
No rash moves.
But things go well, this time tomorrow,
we'll be back in control of Harlem.
Yeah.
Tomorrow's the day.
♪
[clock ticking]
♪
♪ Yeah
♪ Change
♪ Yeah
♪ 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
[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
How you feeling?
I'm fine, Daddy.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Where you going?
To the Hotel Theresa to meet Malcolm.
I'm gonna get some of my men to drive you over there.
To protect me...
or to make sure I don't go back to using duji?
Maybe a little of both.
Praise Allah. I have looked the monster in the eye
and I've killed him.
You can trust me.
It's my fault.
I, uh, got mixed up with the wrong people.
You're always mixed up with the wrong people.
I've accepted that.
Yeah.
You going to the Audubon this afternoon?
Yes. Of course.
I got Chance and Pettigrew working with Omar
to lock down that ballroom.
I feel a little guilty we're operating behind Malcolm's back.
Yeah, well, his back needs to be covered,
as well as his front.
♪
I love you.
You, too, Daddy.
♪
[door opens]
[door closes]
♪
[exhales sharply] Big day today.
My father actually agreed to let you be in charge?
He saw the wisdom of it, from what I can tell.
Told him Randall's Island was your idea.
I think he knows we have feelings for each other.
That don't sound like my father.
I can handle Chin.
He'll get his piece of the shipment,
make a fortune, all will be well.
[sighs]
You okay?
I think we should stop it.
What are you talking about?
It.
This. Us.
It was a mistake.
Why? What's wrong?
My father's lying.
There's no way he'll accept us together.
I like you, Joe.
I don't wanna see you end up dead.
♪
China?
Nobody cares about you in China.
We'll be safe there.
[chuckles]
Only my sister would think to buy us tickets
to a Communist country for safety's sake.
She's worried.
And so am I.
Aren't you?
Between you and Ella,
I think there's enough worry to go around.
What do you expect?
Ella loves you almost as much as I do.
Betty Shabazz, ah, you are my Crescent and Star.
I'd like to bring the older girls
to the Audubon this afternoon.
Oh, no. I'm not sure that's wise.
We may find Afro-American unity to be a fascinating subject,
but they'll be bored to tears.
They watched their house burn down to the ground.
They should see how their father carries on
despite the forces against him.
After the speech, we'll pack our things for the trip.
Mm.
Do you think the food in China is, uh,
anywhere near as good as Wo Hop?
[both laugh]
Mm.
♪
[Morgenthau] Joe Bonanno was banned from New York
and Chin Gigante was put behind bars.
So, in my absence,
Joe Colombo has taken over the Five Families.
But there's no active investigation against him.
Care to explain?
Sir, the-- the DOJ directive came in loud and clear.
We're to focus our prosecutorial efforts
on Black militant leaders.
Namely Malcolm X.
He's calling for a violent revolution in the streets.
Maybe you need to go back to law school
and read the First Amendment.
It's called free speech.
The Department of Justice is rightly concerned
about a charismatic leader who'd unite all factions
of the so-called civil rights movement.
Mr. Morgenthau, there's someone here to see you.
Um, I'm a little busy.
It's Ellsworth Johnson.
Alright, send him in.
What the hell do you think he wants?
Hell if I know.
Hey, fellas.
Mr. Johnson.
This is Assistant District Attorney Pike.
I'm aware of Mr. Pike.
He likes to spend his time harassing my wife to get to me.
Well, here I am.
And why are you here?
I'm a concerned citizen with an anonymous tip.
♪
[telephone rings]
[woman] Congressman Powell is here
to see you, Mr. President.
Well, send him the hell in.
In honor of the 24th Amendment,
I have brought us some of the good stuff.
Yeah, well, I don't feel much like celebrating
when my so-called civil rights champion
in Congress stabs me in the back.
Ah, don't worry about the education bill.
I will bring that to the floor
once you guarantee an extra $400,000 for Harlem.
There's no pleasing you, is there?
I just eliminated all poll tax for Negroes.
Which should never have been there in the first place.
I mean, can you imagine forcing people to pay a fee to vote?
In 1942, as a councilman,
I walked from Union Station to the Capitol
to protest a poll tax on Negroes,
and it took until 1965 to be removed.
Now, we both know that our enemies
will find other means to suppress the vote.
Everything I'm about is getting that Voting Rights Act passed,
but I need an education bill first.
Gotta help me.
Take the pork out of your bill and bring it to the floor.
I'm begging you. Come on now.
Okay.
Fine.
Our democracy won't mean shit without a Voting Rights Act.
And a Voting Rights Act won't mean shit unless people vote.
Well, I'll drink to that.
I confess to being, um,
a little bit surprised, Mr. Johnson.
I thought you didn't snitch.
I don't.
So what the fuck is this?
Why are you wasting our time?
Morgenthau's right.
I don't snitch on partners or colleagues
unless they work for the United States government.
I'm listening.
For the last three months, the Central Intelligence Agency
has been pipe-lining seized cocaine
to fund a second invasion of Cuba.
Now they're moving into heroin and gun-running as well.
The operation's run by a man by the name of William Harvey.
He started as an FBI man.
From what I'm told, he was on your side
until he jumped to the CIA.
Okay.
We'll bite.
What information you got on Harvey?
[laughs]
Morgenthau, you know that's not the way it works.
Before I spill, we gotta make a deal.
♪
Entrances here, two exits in the back,
staircase here from the lobby,
bathrooms just outside the entrance.
The folding chairs will be in rows.
Better split up the chairs, make a center aisle.
Why's that?
Somebody pulls out a piece, we can get to 'em faster.
Alright.
Makes sense.
Junie, I want you out front
frisking anybody who want to come in.
- You got it. - We can't do that.
Why not?
Malcolm doesn't want anyone frisked.
What in the hell you talking about?
Malcolm doesn't want young people put off by checkpoints.
We're expecting a lot of college students.
♪
How in the hell are we supposed to protect a motherfucker
who don't want protection?
You know what?
I am in the mood for a Cuba Libre.
Okay.
We're gonna take back your homeland, Jose.
What's wrong, pal-o-mine?
I know Bumpy Johnson.
He's up to something, believe me.
Yeah, you're probably right. But what can he do?
Do not underestimate him.
Ugh. That's too sweet.
My station chief in West Berlin
used to toss a cat out a three-story window
so we could all watch
what makes them always land on their feet.
You know how?
I don't believe I care.
Well, it's a righting reflex.
No matter how the cat's thrown, it bends and twists
until its ass is in the right position to land.
Johnson wasn't cooperating,
so I bent and twisted until I found what worked.
That is what I do.
A cat has nine lives.
Even if it breaks its neck,
it can come back and fuck with you.
Johnson's not stupid.
He knows the power and the reach of the CIA,
and he's not stupid enough to fuck with me.
You kidnapped his daughter.
He sees you as a threat to Malcolm X.
Johnson has a "righting reflex," just like you do.
Fine.
I'll, uh... have him tailed.
I'll be on his ass if he tries anything.
Mm. Ugh.
You have to finish that shit.
[Wingate] I asked you here for two reasons.
One, I'd like you to meet Mr. Cyril DeGrasse Tyson.
Oh, it's an honor.
I have admired your work in education
and urban outreach for years.
Thank you.
And second, to give you this.
[Laughs]
Well, it's wonderful, but unnecessary.
You deserve it.
I wanted there to be some tangible recognition
for all the work you've done.
Well, the work's just getting started.
Let me cut to the chase.
I'm the new administrative director at HARYOU,
and I'm afraid...
you're out.
Cyril--
There's no room for gangsters
or their wives in this organization.
It isn't the message that I wish to send
to our community or our children.
Does Congressman Powell know about this?
It-- It wasn't his choice, nor mine,
but Cyril has been tasked by the governor
with merging his community action program with ours,
so he's calling the shots.
I'm sorry, Mayme.
Well, Mr. Tyson,
I wish you the best of luck.
And if you don't mind, I'd like to make one last contribution.
What is it?
It's this.
Why don't you take it and shove it up your ass?
[chuckles]
[door slams]
Joe.
I'm leaving.
I just wanted to say goodbye.
What?
That ticket to Paris you gave me-- I'm gonna use it.
The fuck are you talking about?
I'll send for the rest of my things later.
What is this? What happened?
Why can't you call this off for your own safety?
Call this off?
This is everything I've been working for.
I don't wanna see how it ends.
Stella, this is business.
I know what the fuck I'm doing.
My father will crush you.
Everybody, get the fuck out.
Get the fuck out!
♪
I have this under control.
This is the biggest fucking deal of my life,
and you're just gonna fucking leave?
Yeah.
Go.
Joe.
Before I get on that plane,
I'm gonna take one last shot at saving your life.
Wish me luck.
What makes you think Robert Morgenthau
ain't gonna turn around and fuck us?
There's enough information in that Operation Mongoose file
to fry both the FBI and the CIA.
If Morgenthau can nail Harvey, it'll grant us immunity.
William Harvey is our life insurance policy.
Yeah, but insurance doesn't usually pay off
until after you're dead.
[laughs]
[door opens]
Take your weapons and toss them to the ground.
Don't make me shoot you between the eyes.
♪
First off, I don't appreciate your efforts
to cut a deal with Robert Morgenthau.
Think I didn't have a plant in his office?
Morgenthau arrests me,
and in exchange for immunity, you go scot-free.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
That's clever.
You ever want to work for the CIA, I'll find you a job.
- What do you want? - Gigante, I need you
to secure the delivery on Randall's Island.
Johnson, I need you to distribute the narcotics.
Who the fuck you think you are?
You both have daughters, right?
You are protective of them.
Do as I ask, clam up with the Feds,
and we can all be friends.
You're threatening my daughter?
I'm not your enemy. I'm your benefactor.
We're all gonna make a lot of money.
Just do what you're told
and I will never have to think about your children again.
What about Morgenthau?
Read him a fucking fairy tale if he wants dirt on me.
I got you covered.
Nobody'll touch you.
You got all the cards.
Well, that's correct.
But I can't fault you for trying.
Do we have an agreement?
♪
Agreed.
♪
[Harvey grunts, shouts]
[screaming]
[thud]
I think our life insurance just got canceled.
What's to keep Morgenthau from arresting us
once he sees that Harvey's not there?
Not much.
If you want to bail, I'll go this alone.
Fuck it.
Fuck it, I'd rather be dead than let Colombo take what's ours.
Mm.
[music plays softly]
♪
You're home.
I've been fired.
What?
HARYOU has a new director.
Cyril DeGrasse Tyson.
He doesn't want me involved because I'm married to you.
Congressman Powell know about this?
He's in Washington. It was a sneak attack.
Just humiliating.
I'll see what I can do about it.
Oh, don't bother.
They will never accept me as long as I am with you.
Mayme, I don't think that's true.
In your heart, you are a good man, Ellsworth.
But you and I have both made immoral choices.
Mayme, please.
You-- You helped keep that organization alive.
When I married you...
I made a deal with the devil.
And I just have to accept that.
♪
Dear Lord Jesus, we beseech you to bless this family
and to guide us to be better instruments of thine will.
Amen.
Yeah, well...
I could use a prayer
that helps me destroy my enemies.
- [door opens, closes] - Vincent, we must trust
that the Lord knows what's best for you.
- Am I interrupting? - No.
What are you doing here?
I just came to get some things.
I'm leaving the country.
What about Colombo?
That was a mistake.
A big one.
Stella, praise the Lord that you've come to your senses.
Yeah.
Dad...
are you gonna kill Joe Colombo?
No. I don't kill people, Stella.
Fuck you. I need you to promise me
that you're not gonna kill him.
You heard him. He's not gonna harm anyone.
Uncle Louie, your head's shoved so far up your fucking Bible,
you won't admit what's right in front of you.
And you need to admit your sins to the Lord.
Would you shut the fuck up?
You can both rot in hell.
I don't even care this time. I'm going to Paris.
No, stay here, stay here. Listen to me.
O-Olympia, she's gone, right?
For good.
And I promise, I-I won't lay a hand on Colombo.
How can I possibly trust you?
Well, that's easy.
Joe told me that you gave him the idea for Randall's Island.
So?
It was smart.
She's a smart girl.
So, you stay here.
You work with me.
I'll bring you into everything I do,
and I'll give you a piece, a good piece.
Will that make you happy?
[Bumpy] How strong is the trust that you set up for my family?
[Miss Willa] They could live to the biblical age of 900
and do it in style.
[chuckles]
And what if something happened to me?
What's gonna happen to you?
- It's a thought experiment. - Is everything alright?
Just wanna make sure the people that I love are taken care of.
That's all.
Bumpy, you're scaring me.
I cost Mayme her job.
I've been pretending that what I do
doesn't affect the people that I love.
But it does.
I'm sorry.
What if I stop selling narcotics?
What would that look like?
Ugly.
I mean, narcotics is the backbone of your business.
A wise man knows when to change.
I'm long overdue.
Who's wiser than you?
Malcolm.
He's been trying to get me to change my life.
He's an idealist.
But you-- you're a realist.
Malcolm is a man who lives to the fullest of his potential.
Me...
I'm just using a fraction of mine.
♪
[man vocalizing]
I was told...
you only die once,
so you should live every day...
to the fullest.
♪ Yeah, will I live to see another day? ♪
♪ Stressed out, heavy on my mind ♪
♪ What my people gotta go through ♪
♪ Palms up, on my knees as I pray ♪
♪ Straighten up the bow tie
It's time, Brother Minister.
Yeah, I'm coming.
Just a moment.
♪ I'm tired of singing the flames of hatred ♪
♪ Taking and taking I don't care if I gotta die ♪
♪ To make this nation
♪ See the vision of what we hold sacred ♪
♪ Talk to 'em for a minute before I meet my maker ♪
♪ As I step up to the mic As-Salaam Alaikum ♪
♪ I'm just another man
♪ Fighting through his pain
♪ It took a lot for what you gained ♪
♪ Tomorrow, tomorrow
♪ Tomorrow
[switch clicks]
Thank you.
Well, I just heard that you brought
the education bill to the floor.
Thank you.
I do feel unusually optimistic about the country these days.
The better angels of our nature are winning,
just like Lincoln predicted.
He predicted that before they shot him in the head.
Oh, you're in a dour mood.
Well, I just can't help it.
I have this sense of foreboding.
I woke up with it.
I think...
I think it's because every time
we make progress in this country,
something bad happens to set us back.
See, that kind of thinking isn't like you, Adam.
You've got to keep the faith, baby.
♪
[indistinct conversations]
♪
Where the fuck is Harvey? He should be here by now.
[car horn honks]
[indistinct conversations]
Thank you, William.
Betty and the girls are already inside.
- They're in the front row. - Right.
The big question is whether those girls
can sit still for an hour.
[chuckles] Right this way, Brother Minister.
There's a waiting room in the corridor to the right.
Thank you.
Where are Chance and Pettigrew?
Pulling up on the Audubon Ballroom on 165th.
Yeah, let's park a few blocks away.
We'll hoof it in with the others.
Let's keep an eagle eye on every motherfucker in that room.
If anybody so as squints at Malcolm,
we'll take him the fuck out, yeah?
Damn skippy.
[siren wailing]
Are you kidding me?
The fuck is this shit?
♪
Get out of the car.
Says who?
Not gonna be making it to the Audubon today.
Who the fuck are you? NYPD?
Yeah, FBI? CIA?
Take your pick.
Cuff 'em.
- Hey. - Wha-- Hey!
Lobby's jammed.
We set 400 chairs.
Looks like a lot of people are intersected
in what you have to say.
That's good news.
Reverend Galamison's wife said he was ill.
He had to cancel.
That's strange.
Brother Carlin canceled this afternoon.
I don't think you should go out there.
It'll be fine.
Why don't you go and check on Betty and the children?
Everything will be fine.
♪
If you're not letting us frisk...
then at least do this for me.
- No, brother. - It's small, Malcolm.
You can affix it to the back of your waistband.
I won't carry a gun.
I cannot guarantee the safety of this auditorium.
If you won't do it for me, do it for Betty
and your children.
♪
[indistinct conversations]
Girls, sit up straight.
[Attallah] When's Daddy coming on?
[Betty] Soon, Attallah.
Hello, Elise.
Ooh, look at this place.
It's filling up.
All kinds of new faces here.
Yes. His message is spreading.
♪
It's Chin.
[Battle] Fucking Bumpy Johnson.
The fuck is he doing here?
- I don't know. - I knew it.
These motherfuckers are up to something.
I wanna kill these motherfuckers.
Hey, hey, slow down, slow down.
Jose, put the gun down. You hear me?
You hablo ingles, motherfucker? Put the goddamn gun down.
Get on the fucking ground.
Jose-- Jose, put the gun down.
Where the fuck is Bill Harvey?
Tell me right now or I blow your fucking heads off.
Harvey went to the Feds. We came here to warn you.
You're a fucking liar!
Jose! Stop it!
Put the gun down! You cannot pop a boss!
Hey, fuck you, okay?
I'll fucking kill this motherfucker then.
Where the fuck is he, Bumpy? Look at me.
One chance. Where the fuck is Harvey?
William Harvey started with the FBI.
He never really left them.
He's selling us out, Jose.
The Feds are coming here any minute.
I'm telling you right now.
Harvey's with the FBI?!
That's fucking bullshit.
[sirens wailing]
Bumpy, I told you never fuck with me!
[gunshot]
- Get down! Hands up! - Take 'em down.
[indistinct shouting]
Alright, alright, alright, alright.
Okay, okay, okay, okay.
♪
Betty and the girls are good?
Yes.
But there are some men out there who give me the chills.
I'm gonna go out there.
Best wishes, Brother Minister.
Thank you, Omar.
♪
I can't thank you enough for everything you've done for me.
And for our cause.
We have a lot more to do.
Yes, we do.
Both of us.
[footsteps approach]
It's time.
Brother Benjamin's making the introductory remarks.
Thank you.
Malcolm, wait.
♪
[clock ticking]
[Brother Benjamin X, echoing] Brothers and sisters,
I will now introduce to you
a man who would give his life for his people.
[applause]
[woman vocalizing]
♪
- As-Salaam Alaikum. - Wa Alaikum Salaam.
♪
Hey, get your hand out of my pocket!
[Malcolm X] Hold-- Hold it, brother...
Hold it! Hold it!
♪
[Gunshot]
♪
[gunshots]
[people screaming]
- [gunshots] - [screams continue]
They're killing my husband!
[screaming continues]
♪
[sobbing] No!
No! No!
[sobbing]
♪
He's gone. He's gone.
He's gone! He's gone.
Betty-- Betty, I have to take the weapon away from him now.
If the cops find it, they'll say it was just
two niggers in a gun fight and they won't investigate.
♪
Betty, I'm-- I'm sorry.
Why?
Why? Why?!
[sobbing]
Oh, Malcolm. Oh, Malcolm.
♪
[police radio chatter]
♪
[sirens wailing]
Ah.
It was my understanding that you'd lead me to Harvey.
Instead, I got handed a 50-inch belt
and a pair of Florsheims from the coroner.
I heard he got drunk on a roof and fell off.
Yeah, he loves his Cutty Sark.
It affected his balance.
Hmm.
Well, that's cute. Very cute.
Which one's Abbott and which one's Costello?
Hmm?
You expect me to believe this shit when you say it?
Aside from the shipment you just seized,
we helped you stop an illegal CIA plot.
If it goes public, there'll be a shitstorm.
Don't worry, boys.
I'm keeping my end of the bargain.
But I promise you this.
Next time I see you,
you'll be doing your little comedy routine from Rikers.
Alright, uncuff them. Let 'em go.
[laughing] Did you see the look on Colombo's face
when the Feds rolled up?
That was fucking priceless, let me tell you.
You and I, we own this town.
Harlem's ours.
I got what I wanted.
That motherfucker Harvey is dead,
and Battle and Colombo,
they won't be coming after me or my family.
I'm getting out of narcotics.
What are you talking about?
I'm making a change.
What do you mean?
Harlem is yours.
[newscaster on radio] We interrupt this program
for an important bulletin.
A shooting has occurred in Harlem's Audubon Ballroom.
While giving a speech to his followers,
Malcolm X was shot dead by unknown assailants...
He said, "Stay cool," "Stay calm,"
or something like that, and, uh, just then,
the gunfire went off, and his-- his hand was up.
I remember this. I turned around quickly,
and the next thing I saw was--
was Malcolm falling back in a dead faint.
Um, right after that, of course, like everybody else,
you know, chairs were being knocked over,
there were screams, uh, everybody was in a mad...
I-I need to go home now.
I understand.
- [TV clicks off] - My people need me.
Your Nation needs you.
J. Edgar Hoover has informed me
that suspects from a mosque in New Jersey were responsible.
Hoover said that?
Well, then it must be true.
We need to preach calm now, Adam.
He was the brightest and the best of us,
so they shot him down.
Didn't anybody hear anything?
How about the FBI?
Hoover said they were taken completely by surprise.
Oh, now you know that is bullshit.
The truth will come out.
Besides, we can't bring him back.
You can kill a man, Adam, but not his ideas.
They will live on.
You'll see.
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I did what you said, Malcolm.
Tried to do the right thing.
That's what you wanted, right?
Stubborn fool!
Who's laying on the slab now, you or me?
I tried to protect you.
Why wouldn't you let me?
How am I supposed to forgive myself for this?
I promise you, Malcolm...
one day, I'm gonna be the man that you wanted me to be.
May we all-- our people-- be who you wanted us to be.
But this is hard to swallow.
It's got its hand on my throat, and it's--
it's yanking me back in.
So, I promise you this, as well.
Whatever forces put you here,
I will have vengeance.
[woman vocalizing]
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