01x02 - Hibiscus

[bunniefuu]

People who don't know me

think that I'm lost.

Because we're the backside

the decent people don't scratch.

But if you're looking for the lost

you've come to the wrong place.

And you're steppin'

to the wrong girl.

I'm not lost.

I've always known me.

Better to be Hibiscus out here

than Orville everywhere else.

So don't talk to me about a dead boy.

A sad little batty boy

who lost one sister.

But Hibiscus?

She's a bad b*tch

who finds her own sisters.

And Millie Black?

You came all the way back from London

to save me, you say.

I don't need saving.

What I need is a big sister.

The question is

Are you ever gonna really find me,

or are you still searching

for a ghost?

BP 72 over 50, pulse below 60.

We can take it from here, officer.

How am I preventing you

from doing your job?

I just want to go in there

to see him, please.

He's not allowed

any visitors at this time.

Visitors? I'm his family.

We are taking the best care of him

that we can at this time.

There's a possibility that

I might never see him again.

What's the problem?

Whatever this gentleman thinks he is,

we do not recognize

that sort of family.

I'm the only family he has.

He's not breaking any laws

by standing here

just as you're not breaking any

by being f*cking ignorant.

Now move your raas

and go bother someone else.

How bad does he look?

Yeah, he'll need surgery.

Didn't I tell you?

f*ck man, I'm his partner,

I'm not his f*cking babysitter.

Daniel, wait.

Orville, the first one

you couldn't save.

So now he's haunting you

from every lost child

Babylon send your way.

Idiot girl, you're not gonna

answer the question?

You think it's just

a little trouble you're in?

You take police for fools?

Black.

What you doing here?

How's Curtis?

- I was sorry to hear about what

- Yeah, he's in surgery.

So, go home. We'll take it from here.

It's protocol to take some time

after something like this -

You seriously expect me

not to see this through for Curtis?

Your missing person is found.

Just because she's found

doesn't mean she's safe.

They knew she'd be there.

And now she's the witness in the

attempted m*rder of a police officer.

Your man's shutting

this girl down here.

What yeah, Stennet?

He's about as smooth

as a crocodile's backside.

I would find out more.

And you know it.

Me and her.

Two minutes.

You're gonna stay right here till

you give me every single answer I

Can I get you something?

Water?

Coke?

Corn syrup makes you fat.

It's on TikTok.

Is that so?

Diet Pepsi?

Now, Janet.

When was the last time

you saw Freddie?

Don't worry,

it's only a white man, darlin'.

All ba*ls, no c*ck.

When was the last time

you spoke to him on the phone?

We text.

Can I see your phone?

Don't I need a lawyer?

No. You're not a suspect, love,

you're a witness.

But, Freddie's crime

it's bigger than you, me

sh*t, this country.

Not so?

I don't know what he's mixed up in.

Those hitmen - they came for him,

not you.

You don't have

to go down with him, Janet.

You are safe here.

Where do you think Freddie

might be right now?

It might help Janet if she knew

what was at stake.

Your boyfriend's testimony

is essential

in helping us put away

some very bad people.

The same people who shot my partner.

If I may.

Janet, did Freddie tell you

about helping us?

Freddie didn't tell me nothing.

Only that we were gonna

take a little trip.

What about the kids' clothes?

The clothes you bought for a boy?

I didn't buy any clothes for -

No, the store footage

said you did, Janet.

Bonnie's Boutique.

Expensive.

I run errands for rich people.

Okay, Bonnie's was a pick-up.

Clothes for somebody's son.

Can we get back to Freddie?

What's this boy's name?

I don't know.

Okay, his parents then.

You worked for them, right?

Mr. and Mrs. Williams.

Address?

Nice address - Meadow Mews.

We'll need an actual address.

Why doesn't Freddie come get me?

Because half of Kingston is out

to get him. So, Janet please think.

Where would Freddie go if

he didn't want anyone to find him?

You need to help us

help him here, okay?

This doesn't taste like diet -

Focus, Janet. The address.

Enough is enough.

I would like you to try and stop me.

Full time this doll house mash up.

Miss Fenton, this man here's claiming

to be your legal counsel.

Come little girl, Mrs. Somerville

already has Marva cooking breakfast.

We're done here.

Janet, do you know him?

Is my client under arrest?

No.

Janet?

Yeah, good show.

You know, it's a pity you were

interrogating me as much as her.

What was that sh*t

about the kids' clothes?

Didn't you see that she panicked?

She is hiding something.

Yeah. Freddie. Jesus Christ.

Black? A word.

Go home.

- And the boy?

- What boy?

You didn't see her face when

I asked her about the kids' clothes.

I'm telling you,

she's hiding something.

That's hardly evidence of any boy.

There's more to this, Super.

Yes, it's a hunch, but this boy

could be in trouble.

Black, I need you

to keep it together -

especially in front of Scotland Yard.

Why would the Somervilles send

their lawyer to retrieve this girl?

Leave them out of it, you've done

enough damage with the Somervilles.

I'm telling you to go and file a

report, check on Curtis and go home.

Once I cut loose

from that f*cking house,

I never thought about it again.

It was run or die.

Then you came back thinking

you could bring it back to life.

And right now,

I got nowhere else to go.

So for the first in a long time,

I'm looking at that dead house.

Bis?

You came.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

Jesus Christ, what happened?

They attacked the Gully again.

We tried to run.

Come inside. Sit, sit.

Bis, your feet.

You're bleeding.

I haven't seen this place

since Mama died.

Let's get you cleaned up.

Too tight?

It's okay.

So how are you doing?

Curtis is in hospital.

He lost so much blood.

It's critical.

Don't even know if he's gonna

make it out of there.

I'll tell you one thing though.

"Don't know" is better than

"no he won't" any day.

Deltreece, my sister.

They beat her to death.

I'm sorry.

You reported it?

So they do what? Laugh?

Raffle off her panties?

Police punish the Gully,

not the perpetrator.

And now I'm right back

where Mama croaked.

How did Mama die?

I know it was her heart, but

Not peaceful.

Not fast.

When I saw your signature

on the death certificate,

I was so angry at Mama's lies.

I'm so sorry you had

to go through that.

Alone.

You joking?

Watching that b*tch die,

was the greatest thing

to ever happen in my life.

She called me to her sickbed.

I thought she was gonna

make it right with me.

You know what she said?

Pull down that raasclaat shade.

I was taking too long.

So, she jumped outta bed to kick me.

And her heart just went

"Later for you, b*tch."

She pointed and pointed.

And I kept asking

"What are you pointing to, Mama?"

I realized she was pointing

to the pills on the dresser.

And I didn't even move.

She started coughing

like she coughing up her lung

And then she looked at me.

And I didn't even move.

Then I realized

she was not looking at me.

She was looking at something else.

The belt on the wall.

The f*cking belt she used on me.

"Where's my boy, Orville?" she said.

But that name's been dead

a long time.

I just took that belt, and dropped it

on her chest like a dead snake.

Grabbed her ring

Called 1-1-9,

signed some paperwork for police.

Then went straight through that door

and never came back.

One of those Gully queens.

Sex house in Ravinnia.

Could be where your brother is.

Want me to go get him?

Orville.

Orville.

Orville, wake up.

Maybe I was too f*cked up

to remember.

Hey.

But that was the day you came

looking for the dead

It's me.

It's Millie.

and found the living.

But part of you still trying

to wake a dead boy,

while a living woman's standing

right in front of you.

You're leaving?

Work.

No.

Hibiscus

Bis, come on.

No, no. Stop. Come on, stay.

It's just a house.

This place still

got her smell, Millie.

She just waiting to slap

her little f*gg*t.

Sit down.

Mama is dead.

Hibiscus

She's gone.

She's gone.

You're safe.

This is your house now.

Our house.

I'll only be gone a few hours, okay?

I'll see you at lunchtime.

This is Daniel.

Hey, Daniel. Are you at JPF?

Course I am.

Can't take time off

cause nobody knows.

Can't leave work, can't go to

the hospital, can't hold his hand

I know I'm sorry.

You seen him today?

I actually

Look, I need his notes

on the Janet Fenton case.

She lied to me about a location

and I have a feeling -

f*ck.

I can't visit him, but you won't?

And now you call me

and ask me for notes?

Daniel

Damn this place that recognize you

as his partner and not me.

Shame on you.

You said Janet mentors

on some program of yours

for underprivileged kids?

Yes, Daybreak.

It's so important.

I mean, I know where

charity's meant to begin,

but it's so rarely at home.

So, where do you run it?

- Through church?

- No, school.

Twice a week after class, there

she would be, helping the little ones

learn to read and write.

Janet had such a knack.

Thank God you found her, Detective.

She taught boys and girls?

Most schools are mixed gender.

Age?

Grade four.

Nine going on ten.

Freddie Somerville.

Ever heard of him?

The man she's got mixed up with has

got her mixed up in something bad.

It's him with the black car.

So how all these questions about

my Daybreak fits it?

I don't know.

I'm gonna need a list

of all those schools.

We only have twenty-three kids on

the Daybreak program this year.

Convent working

across three schools now,

but I do all the paperwork.

Did Janet work with any

particular child?

No, we rotate their literacy mentors.

Any of your kids

ever run into trouble?

Any complications,

changes in behavior?

No.

Oh, sh**t No, twenty-two.

Sorry, not three.

One of our boys got a scholarship

to a top school.

His name?

Romeo Lawrence.

He changed school mid-term.

Girl

Not sad enough?

Hold on somebody

wanna buy this graveyard?

What you wearing, you little sissy?

No wonder your father left us.

You think I'm afraid to k*ll you?

Take it off.

Take it off you little f*gg*t.

Hello?

Hey, you should know

Bis is here at the bar.

I never seen her this upset.

Okay, I'll be right there.

Thank you.

Detective Inspector Millie Black,

Kingston Central, CIB.

Can I have a word?

Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence

Where is Romeo,

if you don't mind me asking?

He won a school scholarship.

Just over two weeks now he's gone.

Do you know a Freddie Somerville?

No.

What this about?

Janet Fenton?

No.

Everything okay?

Please, don't worry. I was just

following up on another case.

Congratulations on the scholarship.

How did he win it?

Sunrise School.

They're all about helping

underprivileged kids with promise.

Sunrise, not Daybreak?

Oh, no. Daybreak is the literacy

program he did with those nuns.

They spot the potential.

Sunrise is a new school.

All the way over in Hanover.

Top teachers, only picking the best

students, from all over the country,

and they chose Romeo.

They made all the arrangements.

And, you've been over there?

No.

They said it's best

to let him settle in first.

Came and picked him up

and everything.

Miss Maxwell, the administrator,

dealt with everything.

Well

I'm so sorry to have bothered you.

Do you mind if I keep this?

No.

Thank you so much for your time.

Can I just

get your number?

Just in case of anything.

Sunrise, Hanover.

Alright then. Thank you.

Oh, and can you just check

with the Ministry of Education, too?

Okay.

Thanks.

Alright then.

Bis.

Bis, you okay?

- What happened?

- That b*tch might be dead,

but she's not in her grave.

That house is haunted.

I'm sorry I wasn't there.

The only thing you should do

is sell it.

No.

Super.

I want you to know

before you hear it from Stennet.

They found a body

matching the description

of the man you shot last night.

Where?

d*ke Road in Portmore.

- Black?

- I'm okay.

Look

we can talk about this

some more when you're back.

How's your day off?

How's Curtis doing?

Thanks.

I'm gonna pick you up

for dinner. Okay?

We'll go for a drink,

make a plan.

Richie, thanks.

Hello?

You sure you got the name right?

No one at Ministry has ever heard

of any Sunrise School.

Okay, let me call you back.

f*ck.

Mrs. Lawrence, hi.

Detective Black here.

I need to speak with you again,

in person.

In the meantime,

would you or your husband

be able to give me any more details

about Miss Maxwell?

You have my number so please text

or call me as soon as you get this.

Thank you. Okay, bye.

You're like a boil

on a man's backside.

Gone from one place,

show up somewhere else.

This f*ck shot my partner.

Him?

I don't know how, but I think

he's involved in a kidnapping.

What the hell is that?

My ears on the street say

it's some new g*ng.

Calling themselves Bombers.

They're recruiting gunmen

from all over.

I'm gonna have to call you back.

Your boy Freddie is involved

in some seriously shady sh*t.

You knew that already.

Like I said, I'm here

to collect a witness.

Witness, my a*s.

There's a fake school,

a missing boy, a new g*ng

and somehow Freddie's

at the center of it.

You'd better build your case

some other way,

because Freddie Somerville's

not leaving Jamaica.

I'm sure you're right.

f*ck.

You've promised him immunity.

You've got no jurisdiction here.

And you really think whatever

meaningless sh*t

Freddie has on your target in the UK

is gonna fly against child abduction

in Jamaica?

It's not the 1950s, love.

We don't just bend over anymore.

Some cases are more important

than others.

You know that.

Freddie is going to be

testifying in the UK -

What you mean is,

what a white criminal knows

is more important

than the life of a Black boy.

You know, that's rich

from someone who contributed

to the death of a Black boy.

Victor Adebanjo

wasn't it, Detective?

Another boy you couldn't save.

Orville, Victor, now Romeo.

They might as well have one name.

A dead boy name.

All that guilt?

Just one guilt

growing like cancer.

Hello, Meera Thakur.

It's Millie.

f*ck me, seriously?

Look, I need a big favor.

That's the only size you know.

Been a while.

Superintendent Luke Holborn, Met.

I need intel on him.

If anyone would know

That person would tell you

to go and f*ck yourself.

So, you call me.

He mentioned Victor.

Threw him in my face.

How the f*ck

would he know about Victor?

He's trying to manipulate me.

Come on, Meera, please.

Superintendent Luke Holborn.

I need to know

what case he's on.

- I need to know -

- No promises.

Holy sh*t. Janet.

Romeo Lawrence.

Nine years old.

Gone two weeks.

His parents think he's won

a scholarship

to a school over in Hanover.

School doesn't exist.

Freddie organized the whole thing.

What happen to your day off?

We thought we had

a missing girl, Super,

but Janet has led us

to a missing boy.

His name is Romeo Lawrence.

And you can bet whoever's got Romeo

is not taking a day off.

Nor the people

who tried to k*ll Freddie.

So, you think the two related?

No Stennet, I think it's all Jesus.

Who knows how much different sh*t

Freddie's involved in? Oh, wait

He does.

Look, Scotland Yard knows nothing

about a missing child, okay?

I'm here because Freddie

made contact with us,

offering information on a UK target.

A criminal g*ng called

Sanguis Meridian,

who in fairly short order, has

become one of our biggest problems.

Freddie has promised us

hard evidence.

Yeah, if he still

wants to talk to you

when he knows he's gonna see

15 years in the pen

for kidnapping.

Kidnapping?

Yeah, see I'm hearing a lot of

bluster, but no actual case.

Look.

Super, we need a warrant

to bring in Janet Fenton.

So, it's Janet that you've actually

got evidence against.

What have you got on Freddie?

Either way,

Janet is involved in a crime.

Bring her in.

Expect a call from the Somervilles.

According to the lawyer,

she's their house guest.

I'm coming with.

sh*t.

Dispatch, we have signs

of disturbance,

Somerville Estate, Coopers Hill.

Requesting back-up.

You need to hang back.

No f*cking way.

I'll follow your lead.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

f*ck.

f*ck me.

sh*t. Even Leddick.

But no sign of Janet.

And we missed Freddie again.

What a f*cking sh*t show.

I need to phone this into the Met.

Bloodclaat media circus, this.

We have some delicate explaining

as to how you and Scotland Yard

come to find a pile of corpses.

I think my reason fled the scene.

Janet's not among the dead.

And I'm not quite ready to believe

a Catholic schoolgirl's

capable of a full-blown m*ssacre.

So who then?

The Bombers?

Freddie's a witness against

Sanguis Meridian in the UK.

Maybe the Bombers

are connected to them?

UK, Kingston, Freddie Somerville,

Janet, Romeo. It's messy.

And I don't want that boy

to get lost in all the politics here.

I won't let him.

Scotland Yard is watching. You've got

to do everything by the book.

Hey.

I'll make it up to you.

Sure you don't wanna stay for drinks?

And still I'm waiting?

No.

- Later.

- Yeah.

You leave me alone

in this f*cking place.

You were safe.

You were three hours late

to pick me up.

I was working.

You didn't tell me

there's an offer on the house.

That's a good offer.

I'm not selling.

Finally one good thing could

come from this f*cking house.

Listen to yourself, blame four

f*cking walls like it is a person.

The wall never kicked you

and the door never beat you.

f*ck is wrong with this b*tch?

You're forgetting

how we used to dream, Bis.

Every day Mama left,

we prayed she wouldn't come back.

Well, now she's gone.

She took everything from us,

but we can get it back.

Get back the bedroom

you don't dare go into

so you sleep in that armchair

all night?

I know you're afraid that dead

b*tch is gonna come for you, too.

I never should have left you -

You were 12.

But I came back for you.

I came back.

You came back for the ghost

of a little batty boy.

Orville's gone, Millie-Jean.

No one's left here for you to save.

What? It's a duppy

who needed me last night?

I'm a fool.

I thought I could rely on you.

Or how about the night I found you?

Wow.

It's all coming out now.

Let it flow, sister girl.

Man drugged you

and beat you half to death.

But pardon me, you were clearly

in the middle

of saving your f*cking self.

Go f*ck yourself.

I told you this house is evil,

but that didn't mean sh*t to you.

Maybe a little evil rub off on you.

Okay.

I'm evil.

And this house is evil.

And this vase.

Evil.

This photo.

Evil.

Evil.

Girl, you mad?

No. Just driving out the evil.

Just driving out the f*cking evil.

Come. We're getting rid

of evil today. Come.

Give me Mama's ring.

This is the only thing I got from

that b*tch when she died,

so go f*ck yourself.

Millie, stop.

- Millie, stop.

- f*ck me.

I just wanted to fix it.

I wanted to make things right for us.

You can't.

I keep saying you don't see me.

But I wonder if this was the first

time I was really seeing you.

We'll take the offer.

How lonely you were living

in a house of spirits,

working so hard to raise

an old family from the dead.

A new family waiting on you, Millie.

Why can't you f*cking see it?

Your real sister.

And the only real brother you have.

I hope I didn't

They told me you'd woken up.

They tell me you visit me regular.

You've been unconscious.

You're here now.

You know you're the only person

in this g*dd*mn place I can bear.

I love you too.

The Somervilles are dead.

Freddie?

Everybody but Freddie.

He's still out there,

and Janet's probably with him.

I got this.

Leddick Somerville's.

Signed it out to get it

to digital forensics.

Figured you still count.

Hardly.

It's been a while now.

I was able to get inside the phone

and change the lock settings.

Nothing particularly useful

at first glance, but I don't know.

I'm a Luddite. Can you see

if there's anything I've missed?

sh*t, Millie.

You know I really was thinking

you finally came to see me.

Well, that too.

You gonna give me sh*t

for bringing up work,

or thank me,

for giving you something to do?

Come on.

I need you.

- What?

- Get off me.

- Just fixing your

- Come off me.

- Your dress

- Come off me.

What you want, tea?

Some deleted files here, hold on.

Photographs.

What the f*ck?

Who's this boy?

What the f*ck?

That's Romeo.

Oh, my god.

It's not just Freddie and Janet.

Leddick f*cking Somerville's

involved in his abduction.

Millie?