Malcolm's Echo: The Legacy of Malcolm X Page #2

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[muffled scraping]

[high-pitched piano tone]

[lid creaks]

[high-pitched piano tone]

You handle all the apartments

in the building, man?

Who's been in mine?

- You have the only key.

Everything okay?

- I found these.

- They're fingernails.

- I know what they are, man.

Why-why are they in my place?

Who would keep 'em?

- Maybe they belong

to your mother?

- Why would she keep 'em?

- When did you

speak to her last?

- Couple of years.

Yeah, you shouldn't have

to hear this from me,

but the neighbors heard

from the police.

Your mother locked herself

in her apartment for weeks

before she died.

- What?

You got any idea

why she would do that?

- No idea.

I started work here after.

I never met her.

But when they found her,

she was in real bad shape.

You never knew about this?

Nobody check in on her?

- She didn't have

anybody else, man.

Maybe one of the neighbors

upstairs knows more.

- Well, no offense, son,

but nobody here wants

to talk to you.

Everybody knows you were

in prison.

People talk.

She was sick, real sick.

- Yeah.

You-you gonna check

on those noises?

- What noises?

- In the walls.

Rusty pipes, I don't know.

They're coming

from somewhere, man.

Well, this is a prewar building.

You know, walls are thick.

There's vents running through

the ceiling.

There's no sound.

You seem to be the only one

hearing things.

- I wasn't there.

- You weren't there?

What am l-

am I seeing things?

- l-I don't know what you're

talking about.

- Why do you keep lying to me

all the time?

- I'm not lying to you.

What, I go to work all day.

I come home and what?

- No, just just stop.

- Who is this guy?

- Stop.

Stop it.

Please.

- Well, you're acting like I'm-

what, like-what am l?

Am I the bad guy here?

You're the one that's out-

- No, no, no, no,

I didn't say that.

I didn't say it.

- Well, what the hell

were you doing there?

- I wasn't doing anything.

- I don't want to catch you

by that door again.

- Are you all right in there?

[power tools whining]

- All right, we'll start you off

with tune-ups.

We'll see how fast you work.

You're also going to bring

the cars in and park them

behind the gate every night.

It's freshman work,

but you're the new guy.

You show me you got skills,

I'll give you more shifts

and bigger jobs.

- You hear that?

- What?

- Like a voice.

- It's a valve grinder.

Car keys are in there.

[woman whimpering]

- What is that?

- That's the drop-box.

Don't give keys out till

the customer's paid in full.

You got it?

Had a lot of cars jacked

from this shop.

Can't risk that kind

of nonsense anymore.

[woman crying]

Yo!

You with me?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

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