Hap and Leonard

Previously on "Hap and Leonard"...

What the hell is Chester doing with a dead kid's body under his house?

- Hey, officer? - Yeah?

There's somethin' we should show ya...

What is wrong with you?

Hey, hey!

Leonard, help me keep him out of the system.

Please.

I found a dead body under Chester's floor.

I called the cops and reported it.

I did the right thing!

It's not Chester's floor. It's yours.

Leonard Pine...

You're gonna take a little trip down to the station.

Aah!

*HAP AND LEONARD Season 02 Episode 02 "Ticking Mojo" Synchronized by srjanapala

Number three, step forward.

Take your hat off.

Say "cheese."

That's the man you saw with Chester Pine?

That's him, sure as I'm born.

Damn shoulder.

All right, damn it.

They have a witness.

bullshit.

Claims to have seen you and Chester carrying a body

into Chester's cellar. I'm the one told 'em where the body was at.

Why would I tell them myself? Don't make no damn sense.

They think you're the partner Chester's talking about.

What's he facing here?

Accessory after the fact.

Carries a sentence of 5 to 10.

- Ooh. - Leonard, I have to ask.

Where were you the night of September the 9, 1986?

This guy said he saw me do this two years ago?

Why'd he get me up now fo'?

Maybe 'cause you pissed on his face?

Melton.

If Meltonis their witness, their case is definitely weak.

All I have to do is put the reverend and memaw on the stand,

Say what they see coming in and out of that house of his.

You gotta get me outta here, Florida.

I will, first thing Monday.

Monday?! I can't stay in here till then.

You don't have a choice.

Can you just keep your head low until then, huh?

Hmm.

You heard her.

I ain't got no choice.

It makes my stomach flip leaving him here.

I know things don't look good right now.

They think Chester's a murderer.

They think Leonard helped. It's nonsense.

Proving it shouldn't be too hard.

Well, then we need to get to work proving it.

Come on.

Jesus.

Ladies?

Ladies.

I know y'all been hoping for some answers

about your missing boys, but I don't have any.

We just don't know whose child this is.

They're still working to identify the body.

Until we got something concrete, I'm real sorry.

You've been sorry for years!

But the best thing you can do is go on home and get some rest,

and I'll call you when there's news.

You ain't never call us!

- You know she lying. - This ain't right.

One of these women could be BB's mom.

I said I'd call you.

Ladies? Ladies, good evening.

My name is Hap... Hap Collins.

I'd like to talk to you about your sons.

- Why? - What interest you got?

Yeah. Ladies, we have reason to believe

that the Police department is up to no good here.

Police ain't done shit about our missing kids.

That's why we want to talk to you.

- Who you? - Mm-hmm.

Florida Grange, Attorney at law.

All right, girl.

All right, well, where you are, I'll talk to you.

Tell me about your boy.

He liked to play basketball.

Where is that mouth? He was a Saint.

Rode a skateboard like nothing you've ever seen.

Get hisself from one side of town

to the other in 10 minutes flat.

His initials, they weren't BB, by any chance, were they?

His name is Joshua Henry.

Brandon Carter. Leshawn Simms.

Jesse Walter Johnson.

Dexter Clay.

I miss him every day I breathe.

It ain't right, a mother not knowing

Where her boy is or what happened to him.

- I can only imagine. - You don't know how much

it hurts to ask for help,

and you get a door slammed in your face.

No cop ever come around and ask about my boy,

only you and that old man.

- What old man? - Acting all official.

I knew he wasn't what he said he was, but I was...

I was desperate for any help he was offering.

Remember his name?

Never forget it.

His name is Chester Pine.

- Chester Pine. - Chester Pine.

- Chester Pine. - Chester Pine.

- Chester Pine. - Chester Pine .

- Chester Pine. - Chester Pine.

Chester Pine...

You let me know if you find anything.

Please, will you do that for me? I'd be most grateful.

Of course.

Bad enough to lose your child...

Not to know what happened to him...

you ever think about having kids, Hap?

You're assuming I don't already have 'em.

Oh.

I don't.

What's the matter? Not the father type?

Guess it's just, never met a woman thought I was.

What about you?

No.

Why not?

I, uh...

I go to sleep thinking about case files of black women

who became victims just because they're black and a woman.

I wake up thinking about

all the black men in jail who are innocent.

I don't have enough room in my head to think about having kids.

Damn, you're beautiful.

And you're corny.

Dumbass.

Every single one of those women knew Chester.

Guess I had him figured all wrong.

I never heard him say or do a nice thing for anyone.

He put me through law school.

Kidding me.

And here I thought he was my own personal miracle.

What if I was wrong?

I mean, I hate to think it, but that's what they do.

Who?

Child predators.

They perform acts of kindness for kids to deflect

from what they're really doing.

- Oh, shit. - Yeah.

You going?

Got church in the mornin'.

What does Jesus think of you drinking?

My Jesus only knows what I tell him.

Maybe you'll inspire me to find the lord.

Huh. Well, don't count on me to save you.

- Good night, Hap. - Good night.

Thank you.

Leonard Pine.

Visiting hours 11 to 1, Monday through Friday.

Well, you know, Leonard Pine's my... my good buddy.

He's my best buddy, and he needs me,

But more than me, he... He needs these wafers.

Conjugal visits can only be arranged through the warden.

Got some things about this case been making my brain itch.

Hopin' you'd do me the honor of clarifying.

Come on, now. You're a nice girl.

It's undeniable.

You got a cute little thing going on

in the corner of your mouth.

You smell like my ex-boyfriend.

Yeah. That a good thing?

Wild Turkey number 9.

Now, make tracks before I throw you in the drunk tank.

Oh, come on now.

I ain't foolin' with you, smelly.

I thought we had something going on here.

You and your uncle liked the little boys, don't you?

Now, I know you don't mean to hurt 'em,

But you just can't help yourself.

Isn't that right, Leonard?

I got a knot in my shoulder.

A little to the left next time.

Sneed! What the hell are you doing? Detective.

I was just talkin' to him.

Get your ass outta here.

[organ plays chords, music stops]

Hallelujah, y'all.

Ma'am.

A good Sunday to you, sister Florida.

May I?

Oh. Thank you.

And this whole pew, y'all got to scoot on down to the end.

Make Hap welcome.

Thank you, memaw.

My grandmother, always showing us the way.

Welcome, brother Hap.

Thank you, reverend.

All right, let's see here.

[woman speaking indistinctly over PA]

That's a pretty bad fall, huh?