Hell Up in Harlem (1973)

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Mr. Diangelo,

I gotta talk to you. It's important.

Hey, call the DA's office.

It's about Tommy Gibbs.

Let the young lady alone.

What about Tommy Gibbs?

It's all set up.

On 57th street

and 5th Avenue, they're gonna k*ll him.

Why tell me?

Why don't you warn

Gibbs personally?

I'm a part of it. I can't.

You mean you had

a change of heart?

They threatened to k*ll my kids!

Who?

You won't believe me,

but some of your police.

So the police are going

to k*ll Tommy Gibbs in cold blood

and you want me to stop it?

What should I do? Arrest

the entire New York City police department?

There are ledgers

with names of corrupt city officials.

Tommy thinks

they're still in his safe deposit box.

I made a wax

impression of the key,

and I gave it to those pigs.

They have the ledgers now!

That's the only hold

Tommy had over them.

Get in the car, please.

You black b*tches

are all alike. You're stupid!

Gibbs is as good as dead

already. It's done.

Some very important people

have taken care of that.

Please don't k*ll Tommy!

k*ll me!

Do anything, but don't k*ll Tommy, please!

Irish...

Irish, don't you think

it's about time?

Drop me a block from Tiffany's.

Please k*ll me.

No!

Up on the sidewalk! Here's $500!

Get up on that sidewalk!

He's not going anywhere.

He's caught in traffic ahead.

He'll never make it to Broadway.

Run that light!

Run that light!

Step on it, man! Step on it!

Jesus Christ, man,

they got g*ns!

Don't stop! Don't stop!

He's gonna sh**t!

We hit him, but he got away.

He's bleeding like a pig.

He's somewhere in the city now.

You need a Cannon

to k*ll those n*gg*r*s, for crying out loud.

Well, we have nothing to worry about

as long as we still

have the ledgers.

Hello?

It's Tommy.

I'm hurt. I need your help.

You turned your back

on me when I was a kid.

Don't do it to me again.

Meet me where we used to live.

All right.

Son, I came when you called me.

I'm here to help you.

God, what did they do to you?

Get me off the street.

They're looking for me.

God, I've never seen

a man shot before.

I didn't expect my son

to be like this.

Come on, let me give you a hand.

All right? I'll get you

to your friends safely.

Cops...

They're trying to k*ll me.

Just put one foot

in front of you...

And just put your weight on me.

We'll go to the park

and rest. You remember?

Where you used to play as a kid.

You're hurt bad.

We'll have to get you

to a hospital.

But they'll have them

all covered, pa.

Sit down here, son.

That's right.

Gotta take over a hospital, pa.

Gotta hide the ledgers

where nobody'll find them.

I can hide them

right here in the park.

Where I used to take you

when you was a small boy.

That hiding place, remember?

That secret place we had?

Ok.

I got you. Sit down.

Here...

There's... a number

on that piece of paper.

It's the number of

some brothers that still may help me.

Get 'em over here.

You got... you got a half hour

before you make that call.

Make sure, pa,

you get through to Diangelo personally!

Mention the word "ledgers."

Sorry to break in

on you like this, but...

We didn't figure

you'd make us a house call.

All right...

Get started, will ya?

Don't put me to sleep, doc.

God damn!

You some kind of horse doctor?

I said no calls.

But he says it's

about some ledgers.

Wait outside.

Put him on and

have the call traced.

This is Mr. Diangelo speaking.

Mr. Diangelo?

We have the ledgers.

Unless Tommy Gibbs

is given safe conduct from the hospital,

copies will be sent

to your superiors.

I don't believe you.

Who is this?

Xerox is a very

useful weapon, Mr. Diangelo.

Don't hang up!

Bye.

Get me the captain

in charge of Harlem hospital.

Gibbs?

Gibbs! We got our orders.

We're gonna give you

an ambulance,

and nobody's gonna follow you.

We're gonna

guarantee your safety.

Are you listening to me, Gibbs?

Now, release the hostages!

Well, answer me!

Look, Diangelo, I talked to him.

He won't even give me an answer.

I know I got my orders,

but I'm not about...

You listen to me.

These are my men here.

I'm not gonna have them

put in a meat chopper.

Those are your orders, captain!

Yeah.

If those b*stards in there

so much as twitch

or squeeze off one round,

you nail them!

Johnny...

T-tell the boys

not to sh**t first.

Don't sh**t first...

Whatever you do.

Stay cool.

Hold your fire, Zach!

We got a deal with them!

Hold your fire!

Got a deal going

with the cops. Don't screw it up.

Doc... I hope that ambulance...

Is in the back

for your sake, doc!

Everybody stand back.

Don't interfere

with those men at all.

Stand back. The men are dangerous.

Stay out of their way.

Keep those people back.

Everyone, stay back.

Keep those people back

over there!

All you officers stand back.

They have safe conduct

from the district attorney.

Where are you guys taking me?

What... what are you doing here?

I don't know what

you people want with me.

I haven't done anything wrong.

Mr. Gibbs.

Yes, sir.

My name is Diangelo,

district attorney for this county.

Your son had in his possession

books with the names

of very important people in this city,

and if they get

in the wrong hands,

it's going to cause

a lot of trouble for a lot of people.

I don't know anything

about any books.

Mr. Gibbs, is it because

you don't trust me?

No, sir. That's not it.

Please try to think, Mr. Gibbs.

In truth, sir,

I don't know anything about any books.

I'm trying to help you.

I understand that, sir,

but I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm sorry, Mr. Gibbs.

Can I go home now, sir?

Look, I don't know

anything about any books.

I didn't do anything.

No!

It's the truth!

I didn't do nothin'!

m*therf*ckers!

Dirty damn...

I saw those guys

pick you up on the street,

so I thought I'd follow you.

Tommy gonna be proud of you.

Took care of 2 of 'em.

Welcome to the club, pa.

I k*lled 'em.

I had to.

It all happened so quick.

You done well.

It must run in the family.

I've never hit anyone like

that since I was a child.

They went down so easy.

Got their blood all over me.

We're both

wanted K*llers now, pa.

Father and son.

But we'll be back on top

soon, running things.

'Cause I got the goods

on everybody.

You know,

I'm gonna take you

in the business, pa, as a partner.

That's right. A partner.

Yes, sure. I appreciate it.

You're gonna have to earn it.

You got a lot

of work to do while I lie low.

I'll be close by

when you need me.

But first...

We gotta pay off everybody

that was involved

in that action outside of Tiffany's.

And we gotta do it quick.

Before they realize

your son is back in operation.

Well...

You just give me

the names and places of everybody.

If mama could just

see us now... together.

She'd be happy.

I got something planned for Helen.

She was working with those pigs

like Diangelo to steal the ledgers

so she's got

to pay for that, pa, you understand?

So you find her and you

take away the only thing she really loves.

We've never met.

I'm Tommy's father.

Put them in the car.

You ain't fit to raise children.

I said, put them in the car!

Wait! What are you

going to do with them?

Bring them up

like they were my own.

You've got no love for them.

You're just doing this

to hurt me, to get even.

I got love for them,

and I'm gonna

try to keep them from ever knowing

what their mother

did to their father.

Wait...

Let me kiss them good-bye?

Please?

All right. Go ahead.

Good evening, Mr. Diangelo.

Good to see you again.

Diangelo!

Pa, what's the matter?

I just had a bad dream.

I dreamt I... I dreamt

that I k*lled Diangelo.

Diangelo?

In front of a crowd of people.

In front of the opera.

What's wrong with the old man?

Sick...

Or did he piss in the bed?

You shut your mouth.

You talk when

I tell you to talk!

Now, you apologize to my pa!

It's all right, son.

It's all right.

No, it's not all right.

You show my pa some respect.

You apologize, now!

I'm sorry.

I don't wanna read your lips.

I wanna hear you!

Say it!

Sorry... if that makes you

feel any better.

Your ambition's gonna get you

in a lot of trouble, Zach.

Now, you get out.

Take care of that wound.

I'll take care of it, Zach.

Lay down, pa. Get some rest.

Ok, son.

We'll take care

of Diangelo in due time.

Matter of fact,

I'm gonna give you

a lot of practice tomorrow.

I want you

to take care of that informer

who fingered me

in front of Tiffany's.

They got over 200 kilos of heroin

coming in from Singapore,

shipped out of Tokyo.

Now, we'll shut down

their Japanese connection.

Now, I know you can handle

some of them little

Japanese guys, right, pa?

Now, we'll pull our own

little Pearl harbor on them, right?

We'll put the syndicate

out of business,

dry up their sources of revenue.

Then they got no money

for payoffs,

and Diangelo comes to us.

Now, you watch the store for me, pa.

I got some island-hopping to do.

I'll bring you back a souvenir?

The heads of the crime syndicate

as our prisoners of w*r.

Then we sort of

exchange pows, right?

I mean, they give us

our freedom,

clear us of all charges,

and we let the big bosses

live a little bit longer.

Who made up all that bullshit

that black people

don't know how to swim?

How do you like

the hired help, palermo?

They'll clean up

the mess they made, won't you, ladies?

Now, see, that just goes

to show you,

you never know who's

doing up your socks and underwear.

No more k*lling.

We'll negotiate.

We'll work this out.

How can I?

I'm a wanted man, me and my pa.

That could be fixed up.

We got judges,

prosecutors, on our payroll.

The ladies here

cooked something in the kitchen.

Go bring it in, ladies.

Now, you gentlemen

are gonna be my guests

till after my acquittal.

Sorta like my, security.

Now, that's what they call...

Soul food.

Now, you got black-eyed peas,

turnip Greens... Chitlins...

Collard Greens, pig

feet, cornbread...

Pork butts... And for dessert...

Watermelon!

Eat heartily, gentlemen.

The grand jury is gonna

fail to indict Tommy Gibbs and his old man.

That's right.

We're both gonna be

found innocent...

Victims of racial slurs

and police conspiracy.

Diangelo here is gonna

fix it up for me.

Ain't that right, Diangelo?

Anything can be fixed

in the good ol' usa.

Didn't have to do this, Tommy.

We could've sat down and talked.

Well, maybe

I just wasn't brought up right.

I don't happen to trust people.

I sorta figured

if you thought I was weak,

you'd mop the street up with me,

and I'd have to k*ll a lot more of

your people to put you in your place.

Now, if I don't get

what I want, Diangelo,

that means w*r.

w*r like you never seen before.

None of this old-time bullshit

going after

your numbers runners or your pushers.

No, I'll be going after your...

Bank presidents,

heads of corporations.

It'll look like

a race riot to everybody.

But you'll know what it is.

Tell you what

I'm gonna do, Diangelo.

I'm gonna make you a hero.

I'm gonna let you

arrest Tommy Gibbs.

A grand jury today

dismissed all charges

against Tommy Gibbs

and his father Thomas Gibbs, sr.

A massive investigation

has been ordered

into alleged police conspiracies

to assassinate Gibbs,

the self-styled "Black Caesar"

of Harlem's underworld.

Got the man working late.

Well... Gentlemen.

Mr. Diangelo.

I want you to know that I,

certainly appreciate you

fixing up

them m*rder charges against me.

However, you will not be taking

your instructions from me.

You'll be getting them

from Mr. Gibbs, sr. Over there.

I think you know him.

Yes, we know one another.

We have met in very high places.

Mr. Gibbs, I... I...

I mean, the whole thing

was... was a terrible mistake.

I... I...

That's all right, Mr. Diangelo.

I'd like for you to meet

another

very important member of my organization.

This here is Mr. Zachariah,

my enforcer. However,

I suggest you call him Zach.

He's a very ambitious young man.

I'm gonna follow you all over.

When you go to the airport,

I'll be your ticket.

When you walk down the street,

I'll be your shadow.

In other words,

I'm gonna be all over your a*s.

Gentlemen...

I mean, after all, gentlemen,

you can trust me.

I mean, let's...

Let's look forward

to the future.

Let's not dwell on the past.

Let's forget the past.

No, we won't forget

the past, Mr. Diangelo.

It's the past. Yes, the past.

Look around.

When we close down his drug operation,

poor Diangelo ain't gonna

have nothing left

but his salary

as a public servant.

Let me hear

somebody say "wonderful"!

Wonderful!

Let me hear

somebody say "hallelujah"!

Hallelujah!

Let me hear somebody say "amen"!

Amen!

Amen.

I want you

to lift your head up high

and... and hold your hands apart

and just clench your fists

and tighten them up.

I want you to go out

in the streets

and... and fight the dope

and fight the crime

and fight the murdering.

I want you to go up against

people like Tommy Gibbs

and his father!

Hello, reverend.

Hello.

I watched you on TV tonight.

You must get your kicks

out of hearing your name mentioned.

You're causing me

a lot of problems, Rufus.

I'm pleased to hear

I'm so effective.

You weren't so high-and-mighty

when you were

pimping for me up on Lennox Avenue.

That was before

I heard my calling.

Man, don't try to sell me

that you believe

in that religious bullshit!

I know you too well.

It's big money,

and you always did

have some smarts.

Yeah, it started like that.

But I found out that I could...

I could help people.

I'm gonna put you out of Harlem.

You and your old man.

They tried to sh**t my a*s out,

so I guess you gonna

pray my a*s out, right?

I'm gonna appeal

to all the decent black folks

that don't want nobody

like you running their lives.

Why don't you go after

those white bosses

that are selling heroin

to the kids?

And I suppose

you're not into that?

I'm not into drugs, Rufus.

I'm shutting out the suppliers.

I'm knocking out all the pushers

as quick as I can find 'em!

Murdering them.

Well, what the hell do

you think they're doing

selling that sh*t on

the streets to the kids?

Rufus... Don't turn on me.

Not when I'm trying.

I don't believe you.

If there's money in it

in the black community,

you grab it off the top.

Well, I guess we just

don't know each other anymore,

do we, Rufus?

Take him back where you got him.

Are you comfortable in my chair?

You damn right.

Well, then you get

your dead a*s out of it right now.

Now!

I caught this broad

running around downstairs again, man.

Why don't you let me off that broad?

I'd have thought that

you'd be gone,

started someplace else.

I couldn't.

What do you want?

I wanna talk to Tommy.

I got the right.

Look, whatever happened to him,

he should settle with me now.

I wanna see him.

Tommy, you're looking at me

as though you've never

seen me before.

We had a lot going once.

You knew I never wanted to

get involved in the business.

You forced me into it.

I just wasn't

strong enough to handle it.

She left me for my best friend Joe.

She had 2 of his kids,

then she had him k*lled...

Just like she tried to do to me.

Go away!

What do you wanna do, k*ll me?

I'd welcome that.

Maybe I'll make you k*ll me.

You won't be

rid of me till you do.

I'm not gonna run away anymore.

And I'm not

gonna keep away from the kids.

They're our kids now.

And if you want me

out of the way,

you'll have to put

a b*llet in me,

so you might as well do it now.

Ain't nobody gonna touch

a hair on your head.

You're

the safest woman in New York City.

You can walk any street

any time at night

and ain't nothing

gonna happen to you.

I don't wanna see her again, pa,

any time, any place.

I'll keep her away.

Feel like I'm back

in Sunday school again.

What are you doing here?

Just passing through.

Who's she?

Sister Jennifer.

Yeah?

You do a team act now?

This your number one trick?

You don't have

to antagonize me, Mr. Gibbs.

I happen to believe

that you are a decent man.

He's always had a knack

for foolin' women.

Reverend Rufus,

why must we single him out?

We have the names

of all the syndicate men

who have exploited

the black community

since we were all children.

Why don't we

speak out against them?

Yeah, I'll consider it.

No, no. Answer her now, Rufus.

Tell her

that your financial support

comes from whitey.

And that...

They wanna hear

about blacks exploiting blacks.

You got a program on TV,

you gotta give 'em

what they wanna hear about.

Thank you, miss.

You got a lot to learn, and,

I don't think you're

gonna find it all in the Bible.

How about dinner tomorrow night?

Thank you. No.

Why not?

You scared?

Yes... slightly.

But not nearly as much

as I am amused

of your arrogance, Mr. Gibbs.

You seem to think

that you can handle everyone and everything

by a quick smile

and a fast remark.

Does it bug you

that I can pull it off?

No... But you haven't.

You happen to be

a very lonely man, Mr. Gibbs.

A sad man.

Like the man said, lady...

You givin' me the blues.

Anyway...

I was just passing

through because I,

I thought I'd drop this off

in your collection plate.

I'm sorry about the other night.

No need for

you and I to be enemies.

Don't take that!

$5,000?

This'll feed

an awful lot of families.

Looks like the lady don't

listen too good, Rufus.

Well, babe...

Any time you

get lonely for somebody other than Jesus,

Rufus here

can give you my private number.

Mr. Gibbs, I really would like to see you.

I believe...

You and I could be friends.

Tell Tommy "thanks."

Tommy had nothing to do with it.

Hello, can I speak to Diangelo?

Yes. Hello, Zach.

I've been waiting for your call.

Our little business

is taken care of?

It's all over.

Good.

No witnesses?

Nope.

That's very good to hear, Zach.

You know, I do believe

you and I are gonna have

a great future, kid.

All right, Gibbs,

Diangelo wants you downtown.

Let's go.

Ok, Diangelo, I'm a busy man.

We're looking into the m*rder

of a young lady named...

Helen Bradley.

Why so shocked?

She was a 2-bit wh*re.

She worked around

the 47th Street area.

Was better looking

than most, but...

Can't tell that from

the police photographs.

Here... Take a look at them.

Maybe you can identify the body.

You care to go down

to the morgue with me?

Who k*lled her?

A lot of them end up this way...

m*rder*d by one of their Johns.

Much more merciful

than an advanced case of syphilis, right?

It was strangulation.

Very professional job.

She was an old friend

of yours, wasn't she?

I knew her.

She must've been

a beautiful woman once.

I understand she,

had a couple of kids.

It's kind of a blessing

that they'll never find out

what kind of profession

mama was in.

What time was she k*lled?

Tommy,

there's no charge against you,

for crying out loud.

It's a much more

delicate matter than that.

I mean, we're good

friends, aren't we?

And, I mean,

it's really difficult to...

To bring up

the matter of your father.

I mean, what's

one little wh*re, more or less?

It doesn't make any difference.

But we have very good

reason to believe

your father was responsible.

I don't believe you.

You're a loyal son, Tommy.

Really, I hope my kids

grow up the same way

and feel that way about me.

Probably did it for your sake.

That's the way parents are.

Is that all?

I just want you to know

I'm not gonna do anything about it

out of deference to you.

You know everything

that goes on.

Who k*lled Helen?

Who k*lled her?

Your father.

Your father paid for it.

I don't know

what's keeping Mr. Gibbs,

but we'll hold dinner

until he arrives.

Tommy's asked me to be his wife.

What do you think, reverend?

If you want my advice,

you'd go back to your preaching.

It's about time.

I'm starving to death.

Daddy,

is Jennifer gonna be my mommy?

Take him upstairs.

Put him to bed.

I don't wanna go to bed yet.

But he hasn't had his dinner.

Do like I say.

Take him upstairs.

Come on, honey.

Kiss your

grandfather good night.

Good night, grandfather.

Good night, son.

You go save some souls.

Good night, Mr. Gibbs.

Good night, reverend.

It's been good to

see you for a second.

Helen didn't just get k*lled.

It was a professional job.

Well, why are you telling me?

I thought you might

be interested.

That woman

was nothing but grief to you.

You ought to be grateful.

Grateful?

To you, pa?

You think I

had something to do to do with her death?

I gave you strict orders

that she was to be left alone.

You know I don't

go against you, son.

You're a stinking liar!

This is your father

you're talking to.

Maybe you think

you give the orders around here.

Well...

I've been doing pretty good

with the territory you gave me.

You got any complaints?

Yeah.

I got some complaints.

Lots of 'em.

I'm sick of you.

I'm sick of this town!

I haven't had

one moment's pleasure.

You know what I'm gonna do, pa?

I'm gonna give it all to you,

and I'm gonna go to

Detroit and Los Angeles

and look after

my other interests

and leave this all

in your capable hands!

It's getting too expensive

to run an operation

in this town anyway.

Payoffs are too damn high.

I appreciate

your confidence in me.

I'll see how long

you can cut it, old man,

without me around

to protect your black a*s.

I don't recall

asking you for anything

in a very long time.

After I'm gone,

a lot of people

are gonna try to move you out of business

so don't expect me

to come back and hold your hand!

Tommy, can't you see?

Even in death, this woman

is tearing us apart!

You had no right

to do that to her!

Whatever she was...

Whatever I say

you wouldn't believe, would you?

Pack your bags.

What?

Pack the kids', too.

We're leaving.

Gonna leave everything

to... to...

Big papa.

We'll get married

in Los Angeles.

Mr. Gibbs...

Is there anything

I can do to help?

No, darling.

Between me and my son.

Hi, mama.

Sorry it took me

so long to get here,

but I've been a very busy man.

I'm in a new life now.

k*lling, women.

Lot of women.

Things that you

would be ashamed of,

and I hope you forgive me.

I miss you, and I love you.

Nobody, but nobody,

talks to Tommy.

Listen, Zach k*lled Helen.

He's trying to make

his own deal with Diangelo.

He's hidin' out

up at Grant's tomb.

Send the boys up there

and ice his bad a*s!

Any dealing done in this town

will be done through me.

Son of a b*tch!

This is compliments

of me and Mr. Diangelo.

Something's bothering you.

Is it what they say in

the newspapers about you?

Like I promised you

before I married you,

I'm going 100 percent legit.

What about

your father in New York?

The entire organization?

I got no control over that.

They're just friends.

I can't tell them how

to make a living.

You still don't see anything

wrong in k*lling people

and taking what's theirs.

Not if they took it

from somebody first.

But we've been through all that.

I've already proved

that I was the best,

so I don't need it no more.

Tommy, you talk about

renouncing the rackets

as I would if I were asked

to give up my belief in god.

Zach?

Zach.

Son of a b*tch! Zach!

Hey, old man.

I see you got your nurses.

Seems to me

you're trying to set yourself up

in your own business?

First Helen...

Then a few of the boys.

Next it'll be me.

Then maybe Tommy?

Tommy?

I already got him.

Look around. I own it.

All of it.

Well, I'm gonna

take back what is mine.

You don't have too long.

You know you got a slow ticker.

You could go any minute.

You need a whipping, boy.

Boy? Where you see a boy?

And I'm gonna do it

with these own 2 hands.

You sure that's the way

you want it, old man?

No g*ns, fellas.

I'm gonna beat this boy

with my own 2 hands.

The old man's gonna whup my a*s?

I want every railroad

terminal, bus depot,

and airport checked.

And the minute Gibbs

gets back in town,

I want to be

notified immediately.

Is that understood?

All right.

Don't go to New York.

They want you

to step back in New York

so they can blow your head off.

Hap.

Make reservations

to New York City.

You got no organization

back there no more, Tommy.

Zach took it all.

You got nothing.

I started with nothing,

and I can take back what's mine.

Hap.

Change those

reservations to Philly.

I'm going to ease into

New York... quiet-like.

I got me some

funerals to attend.

Well, Diangelo, here it is.

I got it made.

Yeah, if Gibbs doesn't

take it away from you.

Take what? Hell,

I ain't running.

All he likes to do is read

the wall street journal,

get clean and go to church.

Well, as they say,

a young man should never retire.

Unless he's ready to die.

He's a candy-a*s.

I flew

to California, man, out to his house,

fired some shots in the crib,

and he didn't

have the ba*ls to do a damn thing.

He didn't even

have the ba*ls to come after me.

He didn't

have the ba*ls to do nothing.

I even k*lled his old man.

No ba*ls at all.

"No ba*ls" Gibbs.

Listen close.

I've always been the best

hit man in the business,

and I got a contract to fill

on every son of a b*tch that

works for Diangelo or Zach.

I'm closing down the city.

I'm going to make New York

a decent place to live.

Police continue to hunt

the professional k*ller

who, within the last 24 hours,

has struck down

leading members of New York's underworld.

An official statement

issued by the office

of James Diangelo

concedes that

there are no new leads

as to the identity

of the g*nman,

described by witnesses

only as a black man

in his early 30s.

He's

undermining everything we've built up

all these years.

Don't sweat it, man.

We'll ice him.

Now,

there's one thing Gibbs prizes

more than anything

in this world,

and that's his family.

His wife gave her soul back

to the almighty

lord Jesus Christ.

And she even ran away

with the baby girl.

There's still the other child.

What's his name?

Jason.

Must be about 8 years old now.

Hey, hey. Hey,

I thought I'd do anything for the man,

but k*lling kids, that's a no.

That's why I can't

trust anybody to do anything

except myself.

Senator Brown,

I'm sending you a present for

your investigating committee...

Ledgers with the names

of all the politicians

who've been taking payoffs

since the 1950s.

Don't try to find me

to say thanks,

because I'll be

out of the country

by the time you receive this.

I'm giving you some help

by eliminating

a few of the boys myself.

Heh heh.

Bring it on! It's Gibbs!

Where's Zach?

I don't know.

Where's Zach?

TWA... Airport.

Trans world airlines

flight number 27 for Los Angeles

is now in its final

boarding process

at gate 7.

Final call for TWA flight 27

for Los Angeles.

The next flight

to I.A... what gate?

Gate 7.

When's the next flight

to I.A.? Any airline.

American airlines, in 5 minutes.

You'll never make it.

Bullshit!

First class, Los Angeles.

American airlines

flight 5 for Los Angeles

is boarding on gate number 7.

Our flight time to Los Angeles

will be 4 hours and 5 minutes.

Please fasten your seatbelts

and extinguish all cigarettes

in preparation

for our landing in Los Angeles.

What the hell are they doing over there?

That's my suitcase!

Jesus Christ! What is this?

Security officer,

report to baggage area

immediately.

Jesus Christ, he's got a...

Look out! Get out of the way!

Somebody call the police!

Look out! He's got a g*n!

Call the police!

They're going up the ramp! Look out!

Look out for that g*n!

Isn't there any

security officers around here?

They came here an hour ago.

Your friend

Diangelo. They k*lled hap.

It's too late!

They took your boy away!

There's nothing

you can do about it.

Why in the hell

did you let it happen?

They had g*ns.

I'm a man of god now.

I don't use violence anymore.

Where did Diangelo take him?

I don't know.

They said they'd call you,

let you know what the deal was.

I'll k*ll that h*nky b*stard!

That's all that matters?

Tommy Gibbs

gets to have his sweet revenge.

Well, I'm going

to call the police.

You think they give a damn

if my kid comes back alive?

Rufus, I love my son.

I'll give Diangelo

whatever he wants.

It's kidnapping, m*rder.

They have to help us.

Let me take it.

Yes?

Yes, Diangelo.

I'm reverend Rufus Fairchild,

acting as intermediary

on the matter.

What's he after?

State your terms, Diangelo.

They want your life.

Yeah, well, I figured that.

How do we know

Jason is all right?

We want to see Jason first.

Ok.

An hour.

Hello?

There's no guarantee

they'll return Jason,

even after they got you.

If I don't come back,

and they return Jason...

Tell Jennifer to leave town,

go someplace else,

change their names.

Forget about me.

Move.

Where's my kid? Where is he?

There are no n*gg*r*s

in this neighborhood.

You don't really expect

to see him, do you?

Is he all right?

Diangelo's got him.

He's the only one

with stomach enough to k*ll a kid.

What do you want from me?

Just you.

You hear me up there?

Yeah, I hear you.

We can make a deal.

Tommy Gibbs don't make deals.

They're going to k*ll

your kid tonight.

That's all I know.

Rest in peace, brother.

Well, that's one sinner

that won't sin no more.

Here. I'll take this.

It's been a long time.

Welcome back, brother.

Well, I couldn't

very well let them k*ll you.

Well, maybe you should have.

Would have saved you

a lot of praying later on.

I still got to save your soul.

Yeah, that's true.

Let's go see if he knows

where my son is.

Mission of San Marco? San Marco?

That's just like

Diangelo to hide out in a church.

Well, you'll feel

right at home, Rufus.

Don't move, Rufus.

Jason, don't move.

Let the kid

alone, Diangelo. Let him walk away.

You're the one to blame, Tommy.

You should've stayed retired.

Instead, you had

to come back into the business

and bring

your whole family with you.

Now, toss those g*ns away,

or I'll k*ll

this boy, I swear I will.

My life for his, Diangelo.

All right, Tommy.

You got a deal.

Fair trade.

You know

what I'm going to do to you?

Figure it out, Diangelo.

Figure it out.

I'm going to send you

to wop heaven!

I'm going to make you

famous, Diangelo!

You're going to be

the first whitey ever hung by a n*gg*r!

Jason?

Jason!

Jason!

We're going away, son...

Just the two of us.

We're going to start over

where nobody knows us,

and I'm going to love you

just like I loved my pa.