03x05 - Mambo #5

[bunniefuu]

Previously on
Hap and Leonard

Florida's car.

How many dead bodies you seen?

Enough to know
this man didn't k*ll himself.

Here you are again

in my seat.

Federal law prohibate from
discriminatin' on the basis of race.

- This is my town.
- What that got to do with me?

You ain't above the law
is what I'm saying.

'Till I know for sure she dead,
she ain't dead.

Stop it.

Let go.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

♪♪

♪♪

[GASPS]

Holy sh*t.

Florida?

♪♪

[WHISPERS] Come on.

[CAR DOOR CREAKS]
Florida?

♪♪

[HUFFS]

Where you been?

We've been looking everywhere for you.

Shh.

[WHISPERS] Leonard.

[CAR DOOR CREAKS CLOSED]

Come with me, Hap.

Come on.

Where are we goin'?

Hap!

- Hap!
- [SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]

Get the hell off me!
[FROGS RIBBITING]

Hap! Hap!

Hap, help! Help!

- I can't, Leonard!
- Hap!

- I c... I can't move!
- Hap, help me!

[RIBBITING CONTINUES]
Hap!

Leonard!

-Ah! [GROANS]
- What? What?

- Oh! No. No.
- You... you say somethin'?

- No. No.
- Oh, sh*t!

Wh... Aah!

♪♪

[CREDITS]

S E
Mambo #

Miss, where'd you get
this lipstick tube from?

Lady it belongs to,
you know where she is?

Uh, her name is Florida Grange,

and, um, we've been lookin'
for her, see, so...

You seen her?

♪♪

I can't get her to speak.

She hasn't said a damn word in years.

Young lady,

if you do have the power of speech,

now would be
a real good time to use it.

♪♪

All right, step aside.

Why? What you gonna do
that's any different?

Easy, that's done no worse than
what you're doing right now.

- All right, you just go ahead, then.
- I'm goin'.

Oh, come on now. What?
Charades? Are you kiddin'?

She ain't deaf, Leonard.

Ah! Ha! Look like we speak
the same language.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]
No, no,

she just knows that's
Florida's car and that's it.

Come on, man, we... we gotta
get outta here.

All right, hold on, now.

You know how to get us outta here?

I'm just good at this.

- No, no.
- Admit it.

Oh, oh, oh. You're just
lucky, that's all.

HAP: If we'd
still been together,

I could've talked her out
of going to Grovetown.

Ain't your fault, Hap.

White folk been killin' black folk
around here for years now.

Not everything you think
is your fault, is your fault.

Yeah, maybe %.
The rest just chalk it up.

- %?
- All right, maybe .

Look, it happens in life.
sh*t happens now.

Let me tell you a story
about when I was in Nam.

Me and my platoon, we got
stuck in this rice paddy.

- Hot as a g*dd*mn sauna.
- Mm-hmm.

Stand up, b*llet in the head.

Sit down, leeches crawl up your ass.

Got so bad, we had to
call in that steel rain.

I ain't gonna lie to you.

When that thing came down out
the sky, I was scared as sh*t.

Kid next to me took one
in the neck, blood everywhere.

Started crying.

Then I picked him up,
carried him on my shoulder,

through all that shrapnel,
thick as the g*dd*mn flies.

About a half-mile in,
I-I could've sworn I felt

- my heart b*ating through my chest.
- Yeah.

And it just stopped.

And that's when I realized,
it wasn't mine, it was his.

Whoa.

So what... what'd you do?

I kept goin',

'cause dead or alive,
I was gettin' him home.

Ah.

Okay.

Dead or alive,

Florida's coming home.

♪♪

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

Whoa, sh*t! sh*t! Back.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Y'all can come on out.
We seen ya down the road.

[PETE LAUGHING]
[ENGINE TURNS OFF, DOOR OPENS]

Heard you two started some
trouble over there in Grovetown.

[LAUGHS]

Call people tryin' to k*ll you trouble.

Well, we told you they was
gonna love you in Grovetown.

- Didn't we, Pete?
- Mm.

We're outta gas.

Can we have some?

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[GASOLINE TRICKLING]

PETE: That should be enough
to get you to a gas station.

Y'all know where
the nearest phone might be?

Well, with that storm comin'
from up north,

lines up there be down.

[SIGHS] I'd say the nearest
phone would be Grovetown.

Ohh. Grovetown, huh?

You two listen up.

I'm-a suggest you get in
your car and drive as fast

and as far as that gas'll take ya.

Anywhere but Grovetown.

Well, sir, we aim to finish
what we started.

And then some.

Son, you ever heard of man
named Ebner Flautt?

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

No, ma'am, can't say that I have.

You know why you ain't never
heard of Ebner Flautt?

No, ma'am.

'Cause he ain't had the sense
God gave a billy goat.

Not the sharpest Kn*fe in the drawer.

So...
[BOTTLES CLINK]

what happened to Ebner Flautt?

No idea.

None.

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

Yes, ma'am. I understand now.

♪♪

Come on, Belinda.
Get in the car, baby.

We gonna take you home.

Y'all better get to hoppin'.

[DOOR CLOSES, ENGINE STARTS]

[METALLIC RATTLING]

Did I just miss somethin'?

Oh, Uncle Chester used to
do the same damn thing,

tell a story didn't make no sense.

Till one day, I'd be dodging
one of his ass whoopins,

runnin' through the house,
and it would hit me.

That's what he meant.

What did she mean?

When I figure it out,
I'll let you know.

Just tell Gil Sweeney, get his
tractor over to Trotter's farm.

We're filling sandbags over there

and we need all the help we can get.

Come on! [GROANS]

Reynolds... Reynolds!

Reynolds! God, ah! Reynolds!

Power and phones are out

over in North Riverside neighborhood.

Get on over and get them
folks evacuated.

[DOOR CREAKING CLOSED]

Hey, you better loosen them pants, son.

You look like you're about
to pop a gasket.

Lucas Hobbs saw
Florida Grange's Volvo on the highway.

- Two men inside headed into town.
- Where you going?

- After them.
- Who?

- Collins and Pine.
- How do you know it's them?

Who else would it be?

And what are you gonna
go ahead 'em for?

For driving a Volvo?

We're not in the babysitting
business, Officer.

We got more important things to do

than them two busted flushes,
which is why you're on your way

out that door,
headed over to North Riverside.

Yes, sir.

God diggity damn dog.

Why do people have
to make my job so hard?

I'm busy as sh*t.

Got a storm crawling up my ass.

Got a set of balls can't
be tamed by liquid barometer.

And now here you are, telling me

these two cartoon characters
are back here.

Do you want me to find 'em?

Hell, yes, I want you to find them.

And when you do, I want you
to get them over to Trotter's farm,

want you to get 'em busy
filling sandbags.

But you see Truman Brown
anywhere near them,

or them him, you call me.

Yes, sir.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

- Grovetown Police.
- WOMAN: Yes, this is Miss Loretta...

Ah. Oh.
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

[WHIRRING STOPS]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

Look like Hanson's car.

Yeah.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
HAP: Where the hell is Hanson?

TIM: Hey, look who's back.

You boys need a room for the night?

Gonna be a mighty nasty storm.
Be a good idea to wait it out.

Hey, that's, uh, that lawyer lady's car.

- You find her?
- No. Not yet.

Where'd you tow this in from?

Craziest thing, got a call
from highway patrol.

They found the car in a ditch

with tarp wrapped around the windshield.

Hey.

Where's the driver?

Mm. Could be anywhere.
Or nowhere.

Black folk just dropping dead
like flies around here, huh?

I gotta call Charlie.
Can I use your phone, Tim?

Ohh.
[SIGHS]

- Oh, let me guess... line's dead.
- Yeah, yeah.

Uh, Maude's Diner phone made it
through the past two hurricanes.

Means we gotta go back to Grovetown.

- sh*t.
- Mm.

Say, you ain't get a call to
pick up the El Camino, did ya?

No.

Means no g*ns.

No. So we gotta just...
[INHALES DEEPLY]

be on our best behavior.

[THUNDER CRASHES]
[DOG BARKING]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

♪♪

We need to use the phone,
if it's workin'.

- It's working.
- Just one call, then we're done.

Caller number ...

Come on in.

...sweet potato pie
from Maude's Diner

in beautiful downtown Grovetown.

- is just 'round the corner.
- Y'all, dig in.

Might be your last supper for a while

- with this storm comin'.
- MAN: Oh.

- WOMAN: Ah.
- You know what I'm sayin'?

[BACK DOOR CLOSES]

- Get 'em early.
- sh*t. That's all I need.

The storm's rollin', rollin',
rollin' into Grovetown.

MAN: Look who's back.

This next song goes out
to Sue Ann Nevil...

"What Will the New Year Bring?"

...could not follow a recipe
if her life depended on it.

Way too salty and dry.

Well, then Debra Ann brought
her cornbread stuffing.

- Yes, she did.
- Excuse me, ma'am.

[BELL JINGLES]
Are... are you gonna be long?

Uh, could you hold on
just a second, Mama?

See, I got an emergency.

I am talkin' to my mother!

[DOOR THUDS]

WOMAN: Mm-hmm.

Wait. Let me try something.
[CLEARS THROAT]

- WOMAN: Yes.
- Ma'am...

Anybody ever have
the good sense of tellin' you,

you have the most bewitchin' eyes?

Cut the crap and wait your turn.

[DOOR THUDS]
Mama...

When you gonna realize
you're black by association?

[WOMAN LAUGHS]

[DOOR THUDS]
Mama, she gon' call you back.

[CALL DISCONNECTS]

Well, I never!

And you ain't never gonna
neither. Now git.

[BLUESY ROCK SONG
PLAYING IN BACKGROUND]

♪♪

[COIN CLINKS, ROTARY DIAL WHIRRING]

- PEG: Laborde Sheriff's Department.
- Hey, Peg.

It's Hap Collins here.
I gotta talk to Charlie Blank.

Hap Collins!

- It's urgent.
- [CHUCKLES] Hey.

I missed you and Leonard
at the Toys for Tots event

on Christmas Day.
[TIRES SCREECHING]

- Yeah, Peg.
- sh*t.

Peg?

[ENGINE REVS, BRAKES SQUEAL]
Peg, it's an emergency!

I gotta speak to Charlie Blank now.

Listen now, Raynell made...

Looks like we're gonna
close early.

- Peg, I gotta speak to Charlie Blank.
- ...you know, with all the toasted tips

off the whip black of the ocean.

And you know that little girl last year

that puked up on Leonard?

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

MAN: What's up, boys?

♪♪

Howdy, boys.

♪♪

Hello? You still there? Hap?

MAN: Come on, let's go.
[DOOR OPENS]

I thought you boys
would've been gone by now.

- Excuse me.
- Oh. Yes, ma'am.

You brought this on yourselves.

They're just using the phone,
Truman, then leavin'.

[DOOR CLOSES]
No, Maude.

No, I'd like to get a table,
get something to eat.

And Leonard, too,
so we're gonna need

two turkey clubs, fries, and a drink.

Hell, I'm gonna go all out
and get myself

an ice cold root beer.
He has always has a Pepper.

You know what? On second
thought, scratch the fries.

Get me a fruit salad.
Tryin' to watch my waistline.

I don't want no trouble in
my place, Truman Brown.

No fightin', you hear me?

You wanna fight, you take
your business outside.

She's right.

Our insurance policy,
it don't cover Klan.

Bacon, you got five seconds

to step over here where
you belong. If you don't...

One...

two...

three...

four...

[RAG THUDS]

Five.

- No, that's it.
- Maude, shh, shh.

No, he can't come in here
and start this sh*t.

No, no, no, that's enough.
Let's get out the way. Come on.

[SIGHS HEAVILY]

[DEPARTING FOOTSTEPS]

Now, before we get started,
I wanna let you boys know...

[BACK DOOR OPENS]
the last person who asked us

if we were fixin' for a mix,

didn't live to tell the tale.

Is that really what you want
your last words to be, Collins?

[SNIFFING]

You smell what I'm smellin', Hap?

Yeah, what is it? Oh.

- It's ass.
- Mm.

- Mm. Leonard.
- Mm?

You know what ass needs?

- Oh, yes, I do.
- Mm-hmm.

Ass needs some kickin'.

[SOUTHERN CULTURE ON THE SKIDS'
"WHITE TRASH" PLAYING]

♪ Awooo! White trash ♪

[ALL GRUNTING]

♪ Don't call me that ♪

Aah!

♪ White trash ♪

[DISHES CLATTERING]

♪ You don't call me that, baby ♪

♪ You know I love you, baby ♪

♪ But don't you think
that maybe ♪

♪ The way you talk down to me ♪

♪ Sends a chill
right through me ♪

♪ White trash ♪

♪ Don't call me that ♪

♪ Awooo! White trash ♪

Uhh!

[GRUNTS]

[BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS IN DISTANCE]

[DOOR CREAKS]

- [GRUNTS]
- Charlie, is that you?

[PASSES WIND]
Yeah.

Well, Hap Collins is on the phone.

Says it's important.

g*dd*mn it, Peg.

Gettin' so a man can't take
a read a peace around here.

- PEG: Well, come on now.
- Yeah, I'm comin'!

sh*t.
[BATHROOM DOOR CLOSES]

[MEN GRUNTING]

- HAP: I told 'em.
- LEONARD: Yeah, you did.

And you was damn polite about it, too.

- Right.
- Mm-hmm.

[MEN GROAN]

[BACK DOOR THUDS]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Oh, sh*t.

♪♪

[CHUCKLES]

CHARLIE: Hap.

Hap!

Peg, what's that sound like to you?

A whole lot of nothin'.

Yeah, if it was a whole lot of nothin',

he'd still be on the phone,
don't you think?

I see where you're going
with that, Detective.

Damn, I told Hap bringing
Leonard to Grovetown'd

start off a civil w*r.
[BELT BUCKLE CLINKS]

Boys as useless as tits on a nun.

- Leonard.
- What?

Did Vera say that they never saw
Ebner Flautt again?

I don't know.
Something like that.

Right. In that case,
this one's for Ebner.

For Ebner.

[ALL SHOUT]

[THUNDERCLAP]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

♪♪

[THUNDERCLAP]

[DRAGGING SOUND]

[GRUNTS]

FLORIDA: Dinner was lovely, Hap.

Thank you.

You're more than welcome,
Florida Grange.

So you wanna make out?

[LAUGHS]

I promise not to give you a hickey.

Are you for real, Hap Collins?

In the flesh.

No. [CHUCKLES]
I mean...

you might be the only white man
in the entire South

who doesn't give a damn
about race, religion,

or sexual preference.

Now...

I care a great deal about
your sexual preference.

Besides, it's .

years from now, nobody's
gonna give a monkey's ass

about any of that crap.

♪♪

What?

Let's make out like teenagers.

Yeah.

Let's.
[FROG RIBBITS]

Aah! [COUGHING]

[GRUNTING]

[KICK LANDS]
[GRUNTS]

Come on, get up, boy!

Way I see it,

you only got one person
to blame for all this...

your friend over there.

Told him...

[KICK LANDS] but I guess
he didn't bother passing it along.

We don't like your kind 'round here.

You shouldn't have come here, boy.

Gotta learn your lesson.

[UNSHEATHES Kn*fe]
[LEONARD GRUNTS]

I'm thinking choppin'
your balls off outta do it.

[LAUGHTER]
Go on, grab him.

- Get out! Get outta here!
- [SCREAMING]

[GASPS, GRUNTS]

You won't be bringing any more like you

into this world, okay?

- [GASPS, MUTTERS]
- Huh? What's wrong? What?

You what...
Oh, you wanna beg me?

Yeah, beg me.
No, you can beg me.

Come on, it's okay.
Beg me, boy. Beg me!

- Come on, beg.
- [SPITS]

You get the hell away
from me. Hap!

- Hap!
- Leave him alone!

- Hap! Hap!
- Get outta here! Leave him alone!

[LAUGHING]
Ain't he tough?

TRUMAN:
Hold him steady now, boys.

- Hap!
- Hold still, boy!

No!
[UNZIPS JEANS]

TRUMAN:
Hey, check this out here.

[g*nsh*t, RACKS r*fle]

Step away right now.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

♪♪

Please try something stupid,
any one of ya,

or else back the hell off.

♪♪

I said step away or I'll blow
your head right up yo' ass.

[SIREN WAILS, TIRES SCREECH]

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

[RACKS r*fle]
What's going on here, Lieutenant?

HANSON:
What's it look like, Sneed?

Looks like somebody made a mistake.

That's right.

You don't put that g*n down,

it's gonna be the last one
you ever make.

♪♪

SNEED: Get outta here.

Now!

Take them assholes with you.

[MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY
OVER POLICE RADIO]

♪♪

[VOICE BREAKING] Okay.

Come on.
Come on, there you go.

Easy. Easy now.

St... You stay back.

You stay t-there.
Don't come close.

[VEHICLE DOOR CLOSES]

Oh. [INHALES SHARPLY]

Oh. [CRYING]
[VEHICLE DEPARTS]

Oh, my brother.

They... [SNIFFLES]
they messed you up. They...

[STIFLES SOB]

[SNIFFLES]
[GROANING SOFTLY]

Hey.

g*dd*mn it.

[SNIFFLES] g*dd*mn it.

[HAP SNIFFLES, EXHALES SHARPLY]

[CONTINUES CRYING]

[ZIPS JEANS]
There.

You're okay now.

[PATS CHEEK]

[INHALES SHARPLY]
Yeah. Yeah.

[SNIFFLES]

We're going home.

We're going home.

Come on now.

[LEONARD GRUNTING SOFTLY]
[CAR DOOR OPENS]

Easy, easy, easy.

[GROANS]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[WALKING]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING, SQUAWKING]

♪♪

[FRONT DOOR THUDS]
[GROANS]

It's the bedroom down the hall.
Get him on the couch.

[FRONT DOOR CLOSES]
[GRUNTS]

What next?

It's best you take your boys
and get out of town for a while.

Are you sure that's necessary?
Just let me stay here and help.

No, you got to go.

I'll look in at the diner
and put the "closed" sign on it.

[CABINET DOOR CREAKS]

Now please, Maude.
[CABINET DOOR CLOSES]

I don't want to have to worry
about you, too.

[VOICE BREAKS]
You be careful. You hear me?

I can't run that diner without you.

Don't you do nothing stupid, Bacon.

[LEONARD GRUNTING, CRYING]

Relax.
Stop fighting, all right?

Easy.
[GASPING]

♪♪

[SOBS, GASPS]

Hold him down.

[SWITCH CLICKS]

[SOBS, GASPS]

This oughta calm him down.

[WHIMPERING]

[SOBS]
[EXHALES DEEPLY]

[BREATHING SLOWS DOWN]
Yeah. Mm.

All right, lift him up.

Easy, easy, easy.

[GROANS]

There you go.

[GRUNTS]

Okay.

[BONE CRUNCHES]
Aah! [SOBS]

Shh.
[SOBBING]

Shh. There.

Mm.

[CRYING]
[CLEARS THROAT]

Yeah?
[GASPING BREATHES]

[WHISPERS] Yeah.
Shh.

[CLEARS THROAT]
[GRUNTS]

- You got this?
- I got it.

- Got it?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[RAIN FALLING]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

I know what you're thinking.

♪♪

You're thinkin' the first time
you ever seen a dead American.

Go away. I said go away!

You run up on 'em in the jungle.

Three heads on sticks.

Those three men
was calling you "n*gg*r"

that very same mornin'.

You remember that?

Talkin' about your mama
must've sh*t her pants

the day you was born.

Why you had to be so black and ugly?

And then there were
your three heads on sticks.

Necks just swingin' open.
[SNIFFLES]

Teeth all bloody and quiet.

After what happened to you
in that alley...

[SNIFFLES]

those three deaths
finally made some sense.

[CRYING] They may have been
some r*cist ass crackers,

but they was Americans.

We all born Americans.

We all die Americans.

But it's in between where it counts.

Yeah, what happened to you
in that alley,

that was a whole different
kind of Vietnam.

Don't you think?

[THUNDERCLAP]

[CLEARS THROAT]

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

[GRUNTS]
What the hell happened?

[SIGHS]

I don't know, Marvin.

Maybe you should've come down here

instead of sending Leonard and me.

I didn't send Leonard.

You brought him.

So don't blame me
for the pain he's feelin'.

[INHALES SHARPLY]
If I had the strength,

I'd get up off this couch

and hobble over there

and slap you bald-headed.

[EXHALES SLOWLY]

[GRUNTS]

Florida's too damn ambitious.

[CROW CAWING]

Figured she could cowgirl
her way into Grovetown,

do things her own way.

Should've came back from
Grovetown when I told her.

That woman's so headstrong.

[WHISPERS] Yeah.

That's why I loved her, too.

[BIRDS CHIRPING, SQUAWKING]

[GRUNTS SOFTLY]

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

Who the hell are you, old man?

[LIQUID SLOSHES]

Does that matter?
[SETS DOWN CONTAINER]

Yeah, kinda.

You live in the town
where they hate ya

for the color of your skin.

You can go anywhere,
but you stay here.

I stay where I'm needed.

[SETS DOWN OBJECT]

Flippin' burgers in a diner, huh?

You think you're so smart.

Think you know all about me.
Don't you?

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

[STRAINED VOICE]
I know what I see.

Well, it's a good thing I don't
judge you for what I see.

[PAPER CRINKLING]

So tell me something different then.

[SETS DOWN OBJECT]

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

Been born and raised in Grovetown.

And every day, all I thought
about was leavin'.

After the w*r, I got educated

and got me a scholarship.

Studied hard to be
a veterinarian.

Moved to Chicago.

Big city life.

Then I moved back down here.

I realized that what I learned
was much more beneficial

for the people of the Southside,
and these Grovetown doctors

were giving diabetics
a jar full of aspirin

and charging them $ ,
which they could not pay.

So... I stepped up.

Used what I learned,
taught myself more,

and helped the people.

Mm, Maude...

well, she made it possible
for me to earn a living.

And then

I stay here,

where I can do some good,
where I'm needed.

Get you some rest, hear?

[WHISPERS] Thank you.

[GRUNTS SOFTLY]

CANTUCK OVER RADIO:
What the hell happened, Sneed?

It was Truman Brown and his boys.

They tore up Maude's place
and b*at these boys up good.

- Oh, sh*t.
- We need to get him to a doctor.

Does Brown know they're
holed up at Bacon's?

I don't think so.

Bacon knows what he's doing.
Best they stay out there.

And until I get there, you stay put.

- Do you hear me, Sneed?
- Yes, sir.

♪♪

[BRAKES SQUEAL]

[ENGINE TURNS OFF]

Got a little present for ya.

Figure you didn't have me
drive all the way out here for nothin'.

Those boys from Laborde,
they're out at Bacon's house.

Sneed's with 'em.

Good.

You gonna be home later?

Why, yes, ma'am, I believe I will be.

I'll bring the pie.

♪♪

♪♪

[GRUNTS]

Oh, damn, that one hurts.

If you don't stop fidgeting...
[GROANS]

it's gonna hurt more.
[FRONT DOOR OPENS]

[GRUNTS, PANTING]
[FRONT DOOR CLOSES]

- Hey, Sneed.
- Hmm?

We found Florida's car

over at Truman Brown's place.

Chief looked into it,

and Truman Brown didn't k*ll her.

At least not out there.

Yeah, well, I'm supposed
to trust the Chief, huh?

You think it's easy
keepin' the peace around here?

No, I don't think it's easy
keeping the damn peace anywhere.

But that don't mean to say
I'm gonna trust Cantuck.

He's a good man.

Yeah, you tell that
to Bobby Joe Soothe...

- Mm.
- and Florida.

He wants to find out what
happened to them

- much as you do.
- Yeah?

Yeah, well, maybe he should've
asked for some help, huh?

You know, instead of
kicking us out of town.

- You should've left!
- I will leave

when I find Florida.

Not that you give a damn about her.

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

My father d*ed in prison.

Did you know that, Collins?

When I was .

He k*lled a man for
stealing tools out of our shed.

A black man.

It's no excuse, just...

Just get off your g*dd*mn high horse

for once in your life, Collins.

BACON: Sneed's right.

[HAP GRUNTS]
You should've left.

- Yeah.
- Now look at yourself, Hap.

[EXHALES SLOWLY]

You saw what they did
to Leonard out there.

All that damn time,

during the ' s,
when we was protestin'...

Look where it got us.
g*dd*mn nowhere.

[SIGHS] What'd you think,

painting them pictures
and smoking all that pot,

think you'd change things around here?

Yeah. Why not?

I wasn't doing it for myself.

You sure about that?

[g*nsh*t, GLASS SHATTERS]

[g*nf*re]

[GASPS]

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

Stay down!

[g*nf*re CONTINUES]

[GRUNTING]

♪♪

LEONARD: Bacon.

[g*nf*re CONTINUES]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[g*nshots]

[WHISPERS] Toss it.

♪♪

- Uhh!
- SNEED: Bacon!

sh*t.
[g*nf*re CONTINUES]

♪♪

- Whoo!
- Yeah!

Say your prayers, assholes!
This is your last day on Earth.

[g*nf*re CONTINUES]

Oh, sh*t!

God!

Sneed, cover me.

[g*nshots]

HANSON: Come on.

I'm fine. All right.

♪♪

Boone and Grady.

Stay down!

Boone! Grady!

Just get in your truck and drive away.

[g*nsh*t]
[LAUGHS]

I'm telling you now, this is
not gonna end the way you want it to.

BOONE: Yeah? We'll see!

Last chance, boys.

Get off this property!

We came here to hunt some co*n!

That's what we gonna do.

[g*nshots]

Sneed.

On the count of three,

shake that damn curtain.

One...

two...

three!

[g*nshots]
[GLASS SHATTERS]

Aah! Aah! sh*t!

♪♪

[CRYING] Boone! Boone!
They sh*t me!

You okay?

No, I'm not okay, g*dd*mn it!
They sh*t my eye out!

Shut up, man. They sh*t
your eye. you'd be dead.

♪♪

They're gonna be. Pricks!

♪♪

[SIREN WAILING]

sh*t! Cantuck!
Let's go, man!

Get us outta here! Let's go!
[POUNDS TRUCK]

Move it, man! Get in the truck!

[SIREN CONTINUES WAILING]
[ENGINE STARTS]

♪♪

♪♪

MAN ON RADIO: All units...
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Reports of sh*ts fired.
Request for backup.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

♪♪

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

♪♪

♪♪

[LIGHTS CLINK]

[FLOORBOARDS CREAKING]

[FRONT DOOR CREAKING]

[FRONT DOOR CLOSES]

Take it easy, boys.

HAP: Sneed and Bacon?

I got a little cabin
on a river up north.

They'll be safe there.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]

And what about Truman Brown?

Is he gonna be... is he gonna
be chased outta town, too?

I got a shitty job, Collins.

Not many people around here
willing to do it.

No, you won't find
much sympathy with me.

I'm just saying, fixing
what's broken in this town

is gonna take some time.

Yeah, I-I got a lot of excuses

for shitty things I don't wanna do, too.

[CHUCKLES]
You sound like my wife.

Well, she stuck around, huh?

That so hard to believe?

Kinda. Yeah.

sh*t. That's what
everybody says.

Hey, you know, the only difference

between a vulture and a woman

is a vulture circles at least once

before it chews your ass out.

I'll be goddamned if that
ain't true about most women.

But not my wife.

Mnh-mnh.

That's the truth.

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

[GRUNTS]

You've given me something, Collins,

I can use against Truman Brown
and his boys.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

I'm gonna find your friend.

That's a promise.

[CAR DOOR OPENS]
When you find her,

call me, day or night.

Will do.

♪♪

It's best y'all don't come
around here for a good while,

- at least.
- How 'bout never?

- Hey, Collins.
- [GRUNTS] Yeah?

Happy New Year.

Mm.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[GEARS SHIFT]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[PEACEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[g*nsh*t]
[THUNDERCLAP]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

♪♪

♪♪