03x07 - All Roads Lead to Malcolm

[bunniefuu]

If he finds out
that I was involved

with his daughter
disappearing...

Who says he has to find out?

Joe Colombo's doing
a very good job,

minding the store and also
protecting you, and...

He's trying to f*ck me.

You just come from my father?

Fineman told him about
what's going on with Colombo.

Not gonna have to worry
about Joe Colombo anymore.

I never said I wanted him hurt.

I understand he has
plans for a new mosque.

Omar wants to work for Malcolm.

I want you to swear that
you will never do anything

to harm Malcolm.

I swear before Allah.

Now it's your turn. Swear
you don't love me anymore.

I'm not ready for that just yet.

- Omar's asked me out on a date.
- You have to forgive him

if you're going to
give him a real chance.

Malcolm is risking his life
to fight for our freedom.

Omar, I thought you said Elise
was an intelligent woman.

You don't want me to be
in the heroin business?

If our quality of life
goes down, so be it.

I love you more
than words can say.

It shouldn't be
difficult to transfer

Palmetto's ownership
to your name.

Landing a contract like this

could really push him
in the right direction.

Your application
has been rejected.

I will never do
anything criminal again.

Jose says you have a
proposition for us.

The CIA incinerates hundreds
of kilos of cocaine a month.

Turn it over to us. We sell it.

A quarter of the
profits go to you

and the fight against Castro.

You have something we want.

Intimate access to Malcolm X.

You get us that, you boys can
have all the coke you want.

Were you able to
acquire the information

I requested about Malcolm?

You and he and your
daughter met for lunch.

I've done some research,
too. Operation Mongoose.

Which would make headline news
if I were suddenly to disappear.

So keep the f*ck
away from Malcolm.

You'll get 25%, and
there'll be no fuss.

I'm f*cking impressed.

Let's get this sh*t out of here.

We're taking back Harlem.

I got no f*cking problem

giving up information
on that commie n*gro.

Let us drink to that.

♪ Yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ You should gimme the
rock, gimme your block ♪

♪ He got a g*n,
probably won't pop ♪

♪ Too many n*gg*s
sending out ops ♪

♪ Too many n*gg*s
lie on they top ♪

♪ Too many chains,
homey got robbed ♪

♪ Too many things
never get stopped ♪

♪ Too many rappers
sayin' they trappers ♪

♪ Too many shut up,
too many yonks ♪

♪ Hey, mama-f*ck' narcissist

♪ With full regression
tendencies ♪

♪ I made a f*cking cult

♪ To make more people
come agree with me ♪

♪ I want a family tree
to talk about me ♪

♪ One day bring my seed
and worship my own legacy ♪

♪ Ain't no one ahead of me

We started out small,
but this is gonna be big.

Here comes trouble.

Hey, Joe. What's up?

Why you bringin' a
crew to the sit-down?

'Cause I don't trust
none of you f*ck!

Chin Gigante put
a hit out on me...

Something he couldn't have done
without your f*ck' approval.

What the f*ck are
you talkin' about?

I bring in all the dope,

make millions for
you greedy b*stards,

got rid of Bumpy
f*ck' Johnson.

This is how you repay me?

Get the f*ck' sanction
taken off my head!

Hey, tough guy, maybe you
should have thought twice

before you f*cked
Chin's daughter!

- What?
- We got a couple of associates

in Cell Block C in Sing Sing

said Chin went a little berserk.

I can't say I blame him
for tryin' to take you out.

With all due respect, Joe...

Joe, look at me when
I'm f*ck' talkin'.

With all due respect,

don't you think it
would've been smarter

if you kept it in
your f*ck' pants?

Listen to me good.

I never f*ck'
touched his daughter.

Whether you did or you
didn't, it's not our business,

but that can explain what
the f*ck is goin' on.

Joseph, we have rules,
but a father's a father.

A single boss
sanctions another boss,

and you pezzonovantes
do nothing.

This Commission is
f*ck' bullshit.

You m*therf*ckers are useless.

You really did move the sh*t.

No business like show business
for the coke business.

It was a smart plan.

Go after the musicians,
then the managers,

then the big-shot executives.

They have all the dough.

Harvey has 40 keys
for us tomorrow.

Forty's too much.

Got to roll it out slowly.

You can move 40.

You got an instinct for
this sh*t. I trust you.

Boils down to it,
instinct's all we got.

Alright.

I really admire how
you stood your ground

for your friend Malcolm X.

He's my brother.

You look after him,
keep him protected.

Hey, why do you think
our friends in the CIA

are so interested in him?

They view him as the most
dangerous man in America.

Why?

Nobody knows this,
but Malcolm and Che

are gonna be speaking
at the United Nations.

That's just between me and you.

I don't want nothing
to happen to Malcolm.

I would never betray
your confidence.

Never on my life.

You boys come out for a drink?

Jose Battle, the FBI has
a warrant for your arrest.

Who the f*ck are you?

I'm Assistant District
Attorney Jonathan Pike.

You're being charged
with money laundering.

Let's go.

♪ 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 swear to God, things
ain't gon' change ♪

♪ I keep a revolver
with your name ♪

♪ I keep a revolver
with your name ♪

♪ Just in case

♪ 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 sh**t 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 swear to God, things
ain't gon' change ♪

♪ I keep a revolver
with your name ♪

♪ I keep a revolver
with your name ♪

♪ Just in case

May I come in?

Sure.

- See you're packin' up.
- Yeah.

Yeah, I'm going
back up to Philly

to stay with Delia for a while.

I want to thank you for taking
care of me for this time

and understanding that I need
to go and find my own life.

Before you go...

maybe you could
give me some advice.

About what?

Well, for instance...

why would your father

think that you and
I are involved?

Involved?

In an intimate way.

I have no idea.

That could explain why
his underboss Lombardi

tried to put a b*llet in
my head, could it not?

Nah, I don't think that's it.

Well, what would even give him
the idea that we're involved?

Any thoughts?

No. No, I have no idea.
You know my father.

He's in a bathrobe
half the f*ck' time.

I think there's something
you're not telling me.

No.

Honest.

Stella...

think hard.

Why would Chin Gigante,

who's charged me with
protecting his daughter,

put out a f*ck' hit on
me with you in the room?

It could have been his lawyer.

- Fineman?
- Yeah, I met with him.

And he saw the necklace
that you gave me,

and it's possible he drew
the wrong conclusions.

- Fineman did?
- I think so.

And did you try and dissuade
him from that notion?

I did.

Get that f*ck'
lawyer on the phone.

Tell him you want to
meet him immediately.

What are you gonna do to him?

Whatever the f*ck it takes.

What's goin' on here?

Why is this guy Pike
crawling up our a*s?

This is the FBI f*ck' with us.

They've had a bug up their
a*s over us since the '50s.

The FBI and CIA are at
w*r with each other.

You got to understand,
before we came along,

they were Big d*ck McGee.

Now they're hall monitors.

What I don't understand is,

why'd they pinch
Battle and not me?

Oh, 'cause they
know you don't sing,

so take a shot
with your partner.

More likely, they've got
a classified informant.

A rat? Who?

On your side.

Who, besides us, has
access to the transactions?

My banker.

I got a judge and a
lawyer on payroll.

But that's it, that's it.

Anyone jump out?

In my experience,
whichever one it is,

they'll deny it the strongest.

I'll press our contacts,
see what I can pull.

If we can't finger
anybody by evening time,

they all got to go.

Hey, m*therf*cker,
these are my people.

I deal with them first, and
then I assess the situation.

Talk to your guys.

I will have Conrad
press our contacts.

But be advised, boys,

we find out one of your
brothers is the rat,

they will be handled
with extreme prejudice.

"Such a man as Malcolm

deserves nothing
short of death."

They should have
drawn Elijah Muhammad

as the Big Bad Wolf.

This isn't a joke.

Elijah's blatantly ordering
his men to k*ll you.

If the CIA couldn't
k*ll me with poison,

the NOI won't do
it with a cartoon.

Thank you.

Brother Malcolm,
the United Nations

has just confirmed your
speech with Che Guevara.

Excellent.

Don't worry about this.

It'll be lining bird
cages by tomorrow.

Malcolm, look around.

These people gave up
everything to follow you.

What will they do if
you end up in a casket?

What would Betty do?

I know I'm going to die, Elise.

I'm making the most
of borrowed time.

That doesn't have to be
true. You can stop this.

I've been in 12 cities
in the past few months.

In each one, someone
was following me.

I can't even tie my shoes

without looking
over my shoulder.

That doesn't mean you give
up. What's wrong with you?

I'm tired of running.

If anyone comes after me,

I'll be waiting
with my dukes up,

not hiding behind a bush.

Malcolm's new followers must
have a death wish, same as he.

How could they leave the Dear
Holy Apostle to follow him?

You know how Malcolm does,
how he brainwashes people.

I know I brought shame to the
Nation for failing so terribly.

You and Captain Henry
were the only ones

who had courage
enough to take action.

You are a hero.

It's a shame it
cost Henry his life.

In a way, what you're doing
now is even more potent...

Feigning friendship.

Soon, Malcolm will let
all his guards down.

It's really wonderful
to see you again, Omar.

We have always had
similar ambitions.

I'm inspired by your tenacity.

Perhaps there's an
opportunity for us...

to collaborate.

What did you have in mind?

If Mosque Number 7 was
compelled to any further action,

you would know.

There's nothing
really to speak of.

We both know that's not true.

Thanks to you and
Henry's incident,

we've had to lay low.

Henry and I had the courage

to do what others
only whispered about.

I don't want his
death to be in vain.

Help me finish what we started.

Our sister mosque in Newark,

they stepped up
to the front line.

Brother Clyde is who
you should speak with.

How you doing?

Compared to La Cabaña
Prison in Cuba,

where I spent two
years, this is paradise.

Still, I need to
get the f*ck out.

The FBI has a snitch.

Our friends think that
it's one of my associates.

I disagree.

Our friends know what
they're talkin' about.

Probably one of those three
c*ck you brought to me.

My guts tell me that they
got nothing to do with this.

But I will talk to them.

Could it be a snitch
coming from your side?

Impossible.

My men know that they will die
a very slow and painful death.

Something just... Just
doesn't make any sense.

And why am I in
here and not you?

It's a good question.

It's obvious.

One of your friends made a deal.

They turn on me so
as not to betray you.

Probably that fat-a*s judge.

Just give me some time
to figure this out.

Just trust me.

It's a little difficult
to do in my position.

I've been in many prisons,
aside from Alcatraz.

There's no one who wants
your freedom more than me.

Do what you must.

Find out which one of
your friends put me here.

'Cause if you don't,
our friends will.

Get the f*ck out.

I told you, there's
nothing I can do.

You better f*ck'
think of something.

He's in solitary.

Even if I could speak to him,
you think he listens to me?

No one can tell him what to do.

Joe, stop.

He's right. When it comes
to me, my father's insane.

Yeah, that much is clear.

There is something else.

What the f*ck are
you not tellin' me?

Nothing.

Oh, f... Oh, f*ck!

A couple weeks ago,

I cut a man's head off
with a f*ck' handsaw.

You think I won't blow
your f*ck' brains

all over that wall?

He thinks you're cheating him.

What the f...

His cut last month
was $2 million!

He's never made that
much off heroin!

That's a fact!

You think that crazy act
of his is just an act?

I think he is legally insane.

He's not crazy when
it comes to business.

He thinks you're getting too
powerful with the other bosses

because you're making
them so much money.

He's worried that you're
gonna take Harlem.

I protected Harlem!
I protected you!

- Untie him.
- Yeah, boss.

As of this moment, I am
resigning as his lawyer.

I am not cut out for this sh*t.

You're gonna stay exactly
where the f*ck you are.

You're gonna clean up this
lie about me and Stella.

You're gonna tell me every
f*ck' thing he says and does.

If I do that, he'll k*ll me.

I'll k*ll you if you don't.

Your choice.

Huh.

Excuse me?

Are you suggesting that...

The DA confirmed that there's
a confidential informant.

- I do not have to endure...
- Sit... Sit the f*ck down!

Sit the f*ck...

This is outrageous.

I mean, what good would
it do any one of us,

after all the things
we've been involved in?

Have any of you
been approached...

by the Feds?

People can die from this sh*t.

I need the truth.

No.

Never.

- Judge?
- No.

- Dayton?
- No.

Why are you certain
it's one of us?

No one else has access
to those documents.

I'm gonna get real...

and ask you as a brother
of the Lenox Hill Society.

Did one of you talk to the Feds?

On your most sacred honor.

Let me make something clear

about our relationship
with you, Bumpy.

Your forthrightness,
your integrity,

your loyalty to our fraternity

have had a profound
effect on us.

We admire you.

You keep your word.

We've had our differences.

However, we know that you
would never betray any of us.

And following your lead,
we would never betray you.

I haven't done it.

And I believe my brothers
would never do such a thing.

So...

guess this wasn't just about him
thinking you were in my pants.

Uh, he was using
you for something

he was gonna do anyway.

Take me out.

That doesn't make it any better
that I got you in trouble.

Maybe you can appreciate why
I want to leave the country.

Hey.

It's not your fight.

It's mine.

You want to take off...

I owe you that for
saving my life.

I lied to you, Joe.

It wasn't the
necklace that did it.

I told Fineman you
tried to f*ck me.

Ohh.

I'm sorry.

I told him not to say anything
to my father, but he did anyway.

Do you have any idea
what you've done?

Everything I've worked for...

destroyed.

You made your father my
blood enemy for life.

I got you into this
mess. I'll get you out.

I know how to handle my father.

How?

The other bosses.

What if they all
agree to sanction him?

What would that do?

It means if he kills
me, they k*ll him.

But forget it.

They'll never do
it, those f*ck.

- Unless you force them.
- Wha...

No, you forget, one of those
bosses tried to have me k*lled.

We figure out who that
was, use it as leverage.

You don't know which boss.

I know someone who does.

You can be a great asset for us,

given all that you
learned about Malcolm.

That's why I came here.

I want to help ensure
your plans will succeed.

I want to be on the front
lines with you, Brother Clyde.

Because of your initial attempt,

I think it best you
remain behind the scenes.

You just said I'd
make a great asset.

I can tell you where
Malcolm works, sleeps,

when his guards switch shifts.

Which makes you a beneficial
informant, not a soldier.

Brother Omar.

You're back. I've
wondered about you.

Have you and Elise reconciled?

It has, uh...

been a process.

I worry about her.

Malcolm has her so
deceived. She needs you.

I wish she felt that way.

Sondra... let's not pry

into Brother Omar's
personal business.

No, no, it's...

Please.

Excuse my wife.

It's the truth.

He almost saved the Nation.

It's taken dozens of us to do
what he did all by himself.

There may be some people
interested in you.

Let's call them higher powers.

Higher powers?

The kind not bound by the
principles of the Quran.

It's nice to see you, Bill.

I figured you might stop
by at some point, catch up.

Oh, you know me, Johnny,

always shamelessly
glomming for a favor.

Hmm. And what's that?

Drop the charges
against Jose Battle

and release him before,
I don't know, lunch.

And why would I
consider releasing

a suspected drug
trafficker and k*ller?

'Cause we both know it's
not about that, John.

Jose Battle is a nuisance arrest

to keep us from using him
against a high-value target.

The target's no longer
on foreign soil.

He's FBI jurisdiction now.

You boys are all about

the governmental blue
ribbons and nice press, huh?

You guys had your chance
on Malcolm in Africa.

You blew it.

Malcolm X has moved

from being a ghetto domestic
threat of limited consequence

to a man of
international influence.

He's speaking at the f*ck'
UN, for Christ's sake.

The FBI is not equipped to
handle the ramifications.

Just stick to
catching bank robbers.

How's that... The
Castro thing going?

You, uh, blow up
any cigars lately?

Let's look at it this way.

The director of the
FBI, Mr. Hoover,

answers to the Attorney General.

When the CIA calls
President Johnson

and he's taking a sh*t,

he picks up before
he wipes his a*s.

Battle's mine right now.

I'm sorry if that
creates a nuisance.

I have photographs of
your boss, J. Edgar,

wearing an Edith Overall summer
dress and a crooked blond wig.

I want Jose Battle
out of jail, pronto.

[Ease my Troublin' Mind" plays]

♪ I wish somebody, yeah ♪

♪ Would come and ease
my troublin' mind ♪

Sweet potato pie?

Is it a holiday today?

I miss something? Huh?

It's Margaret's
favorite dessert.

Hmm.

I know she's not here right now,

but makes me feel
better to make it.

She'll be back soon, I promise.

I need to ask you a favor.

I got to get this
pie into the oven.

It's important. About Lillian.

Lillian?

What about her?

You've often mentioned
how she complains

about never going on
vacation with Archie.

I need you to
encourage her to go.

Why?

Tell her that I bought plane
tickets and we can't use them.

And then just give
them to her, okay?

You want me to convince Lillian
to go away with her husband,

and you won't tell me why?

Archie's been doing
some work for me.

And there's some people

that think that he might
be talking to the Feds.

They could be right.

Ellsworth, what have
you gotten him into?

Nothing that he didn't
want to get into.

- Well, is he in danger?
- Not if he goes away.

I just want him out of
town while I clean this up.

Lillian mustn't know
anything about this, okay?

This is outrageous.

What are we talking about?

Money laundering?

Drug dealing? You're
back selling dope?

I want to know!

Please, it's not
what you think it is.

You don't want to know
what I'm thinking.

Just make sure they leave.

The sooner, the better.

Oh! Jesus Christ! You
scared the sh*t out of me!

Sorry, Olympia.

I would have called in advance,

but I figured you don't
want to talk to me.

Hello, Mrs. Gigante.

What the f*ck do you two want?

Information.

Who'd you get to put
the hit out on me?

Gambino? Lucchese?

I don't know what the
f*ck you're talkin' about.

And I don't have
time for this sh*t.

Get the f*ck out of my house
before I call the cops.

Who did you go to?

I ain't sayin' nothing.

And you two are
gonna rot in hell.

I am a gentleman.

Please do not make
me be discourteous.

You realize you're signing
your death warrant,

threatening me, right?

Your husband already
wants me dead.

I got nothing to lose.

You won't tell us who,
we'll dig up the body,

see if I recognize the b*stard.

Let's go.

Now!

Holy sh*t! I'm
gonna f*ck' puke.

Just keep f*ck' diggin'.

You're both sick,
and this is sick.

Or you could just
tell us who it was.

f*ck you.

Why don't you go ask Lombardi
who put the hit out on you, huh?

Lombardi's dead.

They k*lled him, too.

I always knew that little-girl
act of yours was pure bullshit.

Got something, boss.

Ah, he looks like a lot of guys.

Alright, keep digging.

I doubt if there's
anything in his pockets,

but doesn't hurt to check.

Smell that?

Rotting corpse.

You know, we wouldn't have
to go through all this

if you just told us.

- Okay, boss.
- You're one tough broad.

I'll give you that.

Oh, sh*t.

It's Frank Barboza.

How do you know?

The watch.

It's a Rolex 1060
with a diamond dial.

He always wore it.

Know who gave him this watch?

Tommy Lucchese.

They were like brothers.

Frank was his most
trusted hit man.

So?

So you convinced
Lucchese to do the job.

How'd you do it?

Isn't it wonderful Bumpy
gave us these tickets?

He was taking Mayme
to the Caymans,

and he had some sort of
last-minute business meeting.

Yes, indeed.

Archie, what's wrong?

Why'd he suddenly give us these
travel tickets out of nowhere?

You thought of that?

What's gotten into you?
He's being generous.

Yes, and I have a bridge
I'd like to sell you.

Oh! Aah!

Oh!

Archie! Oh, God!

Archie! Archie!

You caused the biggest
f*ck' mess for me

by arresting Jose Battle.

I just had to sh**t
Bumpy Johnson's lawyer

'cause I needed a fall guy.

You got any new
information for me,

or you just come to
complain, Conrad?

I found out Malcolm
X and Che Guevara

are planning to speak at the UN.

Those commie f*ck want
to spread their propaganda

not just in this country,
but throughout the world.

What's Harvey gonna do?

That fat f*ck doesn't just lay
his plans out on the table.

You've been undercover with him
for over a year, Agent Conrad.

You need to dig deeper.

Listen, as*h*le, you're
putting me in danger.

And now Bumpy
Johnson's involved,

and he's growing suspicious.

Johnson's not gonna stop us or
the CIA from getting Malcolm.

Just... Just figure out what
Harvey's next move is, okay?

Look, all I can tell
you is he's determined

to get Malcolm
before the FBI does.

This getting too hot for you?

You want off this detail?

Look, I want Malcolm X just
as bad as J. Edgar Hoover.

But from now on, you
let me handle Harvey,

and stay the f*ck out of it.

f*ck' as*h*le.

- Welcome home, Jose.
- Gracias.

Congratulations on gettin' out.

Bumpy, it's all
gonna be fine, man.

How'd you get out so fast?

- Witness had a change of heart.
- It stopped beating.

What the f*ck you talkin' about?

The Feds arrested Jose 'cause
Archie Gaines was a snitch.

We took care of it.

What'd you do?

The FBI handed us
undeniable proof.

What proof?

Archie Gaines visited the
Federal Building downtown

on the 14th and
17th. He talked.

And the cherry on top...

He and his wife were fleeing
to the Cayman Islands

when we got him.

Why would anyone do that to him?

I don't know.

Archie would never hurt a fly.

He was a great man.

We met when we were 15.

We've been together ever since.

I know.

I can't understand it.

Just as we were going away.

Well, did you talk
to the police?

- Oh.
- What did they say?

They won't do anything.

I know it.

You have to ask Bumpy.

- Ask him what?
- Find out who did this.

Deliver justice to me.
I know he can do it.

Please.

You and Bumpy are the only
people in the world I trust.

Ohh.

What the f*ck is that?

Oh, it's a present.

From Frank Barboza.

Frank Barboza?
He's in Florida.

He's dead.

Thanks to Stella Gigante.

Got to admit, she's
one tough broad.

What the f*ck does that
have to do with me?

Olympia. What the
f*ck is going on?

He knows, Tommy.

He knows everything.

You not only put a hit
out on a boss's daughter,

you also f*cked his wife.

You think I offered
him this information?

Tommy, he threatened
me. I had no choice!

Joey, get her the
f*ck out of here!

This is no place for a woman.

Get her out of here, Joe.

Alright, go ahead.

Yeah, I don't know, Tommy.

If I was you, I'd want to
keep this quiet, you know?

What the f*ck you want, Joe?

I need you and the other bosses

to sanction Chin
for the hit on me.

Even if I get the
other bosses to agree

to this sanction against
Chin, in f*ck' prison,

what stops him from runnin' to
the f*ck' Feds for safety?

Yeah, no, I know.

All the sanction has to say is,

if anything happens
to me, he dies.

That's it, Joe?

And half your dope profits.

f*ck you, Colombo.
Go f*ck yourself.

I got your life in
my hands, Tommy.

Word gets out, you don't make
it past breakfast tomorrow.

You m*therf*cker!

One more thing.

Part of the reason for the hit

was he thought I was f*ck'
his daughter, which I wasn't.

But the other part
is that he thinks

the dope puts me in position
to take over his territory.

So I'm gonna prove him
right. I'm takin' Harlem.

Elise. Malcolm.

I need to speak with
you immediately.

It's of grave urgency.

Can we please clear the room?

What did you want to
say to us, Brother Omar?

I seem to recall you were
the one who gave me command

of the Fruit of Islam, with
the blessing of Elijah.

And there's a reason for that.

I was very thorough.

I'm sure you remember
the office sweeps we did,

Brother Minister.

And the background checks
on any new members,

once the cops started...

planting their men.

I heard about the NOI's death
threats against Malcolm,

so I did some investigating.

We're well aware of the
NOI's ramblings, Omar.

It's worse than you think.

What threats are
you talking about?

I spoke with Sister Marny,

made her think I
was on her side.

And she pointed me to
Mosque Number 25 in Newark,

where Brother Clyde
and Sister Sondra

are crafting a plan to, uh...

To k*ll you, Malcolm.

Sister Sondra?

From Mosque Number 7?

Why are you doing all this?

Why risk your life?

I wanted to redeem myself
through deed and not word.

And I'm honored
to be of service.

Goodbye, Malcolm.

Goodbye, Elise.

Hold on a moment, Brother Omar.

Are you certain?

Yes, I am.

I would be honored to serve
the MMI in any way that I can.

I want you to be my
chief of security.

That is, only if Elise approves.

He can stay.

I must say, I'm surprised to
see you here, Mr. Johnson.

So what?

You just let your
witnesses get popped now?

- No protection?
- Excuse me?

You arrested Battle, not me.

It led to Archie Gaines' m*rder.

I have no idea who or
what you're talking about.

The classified
informant... Archie Gaines!

You left him wide-a*s-open!

I have no idea who
Archie Gaines is.

And furthermore, I don't
discuss witnesses with anyone.

You think this is about
gangsters in Harlem?

Or... Or... Or your
little cocaine operation?

Mr. Pike, they're
waiting for you

in the United Nations
security meeting.

I'm coming. Two seconds.

f*ck this.

You're a patsy.

And there's a much bigger
game being played here.

It's about the fate
of this country.

Sorry, that's all I'm gonna say.

Mr. Johnson?

Yeah.

I'll be sad to see you go.

I'll send you a postcard.

Where you going?

Just to Delia's in Philly.

I got something for ya.

Go on, open it.

It's a first-class
ticket to Paris.

I booked you the best
hotel for your first month.

That's nice of you.

Believe it or not, I want
you to be happy, Stella.

I really do.

What would make you happy?

Honestly...

if you didn't go.

Being around you...

has taught me a lot of things.

A lot of preconceived
ideas I've had about women

and about this thing of ours,
about what's missing in my life.

Joe.

Uh, I ain't asking
you to marry me.

I'm talkin' business.

You're way smarter than all
of these bozos I work with.

More capable.

And don't take
this the wrong way,

but pretty f*ck' ruthless
when you have to be.

Now, see, I want you
to stay because...

I think you can help me.

And because I trust you.

And I like you.

You're crazy.

Hmm, kinda be like my female
consigliere, you know?

And in return,
I'll make you rich.

Do you think that
this thing of yours

has room for a woman?

Not just any woman.

Let's see how it goes.

I can always leave, right?

Yeah.

So, I call Washington,

and I say it's a
.50-caliber machine g*n.

They say, "Don't. Just don't."

Bumpy, join the party.

Had a little chat with Pike.

Yeah?

What'd you learn?

All roads lead to Malcolm.

I'd be very careful, brother.

You're playing with fire.

The CIA and FBI duking it out

for who gets to
bring home the scalp.

Throw in the NYPD
for good measure.

What are you talkin' about?

These clever f*ck
fooled you, too, Jose.

There was no rat, just the
FBI f*ck' with the CIA.

They arrested you
just to slow down

Harvey's momentum on Malcolm.

No rat, only a mole.

A mole? f*ck you. Where?

I've been rolling it
around in my head.

Who else had access
to our bank records?

The mole is Conrad.

He's feeding the FBI your intel.

- You son-of-a-b*tch liar.
- It's bullshit.

He offed Archie Gaines
to cover his tracks.

Conrad is FBI.

f*ck you!

You want to sing, or
should I loosen you up

with a shot to the knee?

Okay, this is my guy.

I'll be taking it from here.

Troy, listen to me.

Guilty or not, no one's
sh**ting you, you understand?

I should f*cking hope not.

Now, look here,
if Johnson's right

and our investigation
doesn't clear you,

it'd be best for you
if you fessed up now.

They go much easier
on truth tellers.

Don't listen to
this son of a b*tch.

I would never
f*cking betray you.

Conrad, I've known you a year.

I was at your kid's baptism.
You need to be straight with me.

I'm not FBI.

Maybe you're right,
maybe you're wrong.

I don't leave loose ends.

The great "Wild Bill" went a
year without smellin' a rat.

It's a big boy's game.

sh*t happens.

Yeah, you're right.

I should've smelled
a rat sooner myself.

What?

You were the only one I told

about Malcolm speaking with
Che at the United Nations.

How would Pike know that?

From his mole Conrad here.

And his mole got it from you.

Do you understand what
your friend is doing?

Partnering with Che Guevara,

a man who wants to have
communist revolutions

all over the world.

Bumpy, you got to realize,
the buddy-buddy sh*t

with this Malcolm character is
gonna destroy your business,

if not your life.

Remember, Bill,
if I get touched,

Operation Mongoose goes public.

I'm sorry, brother.

I don't trust you anymore.

This partnership is over.

What's that?

♪ I wish somebody

♪ Would come and ease

♪ My troublin' mind, yeah

♪ I wish somebody

♪ Would come and ease
my troublin' mind ♪

♪ Oh, yes, I do

♪ Why won't somebody

♪ Come and ease my
troublin' mind? ♪

♪ Oh, yeah