"Back in the old Greek times there lived a man named Orpheus." "Loved his wife." "Took it easy on the ouzo." "Played a mean guitar." "Upstanding guy." "So what did the almighty gods do?" "They fucked with him, made his life Hades." "Why?" "Because that's what those in power do to those of us with none." "The time for action has arrived." "Tug, you waste Pancamo." "We don't like Burr Redding any more than you." "You want him dead, we want him dead." "I want Morales." "I was in the hospital 10 days." "I'd like to think that's when this little brouhaha began, but I have an inkling it's been brewing a lot longer." "At any rate, we narrowly missed a major war with significant carnage." "The question then becomes:" "what happens now?" "Now I'm gonna give you gentlemen a couple of options." "I could stick you both in that cage where you can maul each other until one of you's dead and the other on death row." "I could transfer you both to different units, where you could still kill each other, but not on my watch." "Or we can come to some kind of truce." "What do you say?" "Peace." "It's a beautiful thing." "Yeah." "Shake hands where everybody can see you." "Burr." "Burr." "Burr." " You keep away from me." " Wait a minute, man." "I know it was you who tipped off them hacks." "You betrayed me." "Me, who raised you like you was my own." "If you was anybody else you would be dead now." "But I'm gonna let you live." "Live with the shame of what you done." "Only you and me is through." "Whoa." "Step back, Chinaman." "Don't push your luck with me, Guerra." "And just 'cause you and Redding made nice-nice doesn't mean I'm not gonna whack your taco-eating ass." "I said step back." "Jesus, man!" "You're not out of the pod 10 minutes, you're already causing trouble." "In the fucking cage." "Supreme Allah." "I heard you were dead." "Now that's funny." "I heard the same thing about you." "Guess you can't believe rumors." "Like the one that says you fools signed a treaty with Burr Redding." " What would you have done?" " Tell you what I will do." "That nigger's going down." "We've been trying to airhole that motherfucker since he got here." "No success." "Besides, if he dies now, the hacks will be after us." "Not if he gets greased by one of his own." "Who have you got in mind?" "Him." "Augustus, how come you ain't chowing with your old pal Redding?" "Take a fucking walk, Ketchup." "You know Omar White?" "He tried to kill me." "Tug Daniels, he tried too." "But I'm still on my hind legs." "Now that you're on the outs with old Burr, you need a friend." "Yeah, well that ain't you, nigger." "Look, I want to make right what I done to you, putting you in this chair, putting you in Oz." "So remember, from now on I got your back covered." "Redding, meet your new cell-mate, the colonel." "I don't want a cell-mate." "Your reservation for the single suite must have got screwed up." "What the hell is McManus thinking anyway, putting me and you in here together?" "I don't know." "Why did he call you the colonel?" "Because that's what I am." "You're a marine." "Affirmative." "I was in the army myself, 4th armored cav, 1st infantry division," "Vietnam." "I was in Vietnam, 3rd battalion, 4th marines." "McManus might not be as stupid as I thought he was." "Make yourself at home." "Colonel, I just might have a little mission for you." "A search and destroy." "Physically Omar White's fully recovered." "I was planning to send him back to solitary today." " Pete, you had a session with him?" " Yeah." "He's a volatile young man, but much of that is fueled by drugs." "So if we can keep Omar White clean, then he's salvageable?" " Tim, what are you-- - l'm bringing him back to Em City." "Tim, he stabbed you." "That's all the more reason for me to be the one to make the effort." "Hello, Omar." "Look, man, l-l'm sorry for shanking you." " l just don't know what comes over me." " l forgive you." "You do?" "How'd you like to come back to Em City?" "Instead of solitary?" "You don't have to ask me twice, you know." "Well, I can make that happen, but we gotta go over some ground rules." "Yo, man, so how you get out of solitary?" "McManus." "He forgave me." " That motherfucker's on crack." " Who you telling?" "So Orpheus' wife's strolling along, gets bitten by a snake and dies." "Orpheus freaks out and heads down into the underworld to demand that his lady be returned." "Then some goddess says, "Okay, on one condition." "If you look at her before you get back to Earth, she'll disappear."" "With, like, 10 feet to go, motherfucker turns around, and wifey's sent right back to hell." "Orpheus should have known better." "You don't fuck with the gods." "That's what I told him, Shirl, but you know how men are." "Yeah, about..." "What, you want something there, kid?" "What kind of name is Yood?" "What do you mean, what kind of name?" "It's a last name." " Jesus." " Let's deal." "I meant, what kind of nationality is Yood, you dumb ass!" " lt's American." " There are no American names, dumb ass." " Quit calling me that." " Because there are no Americans." "Oh, here we go again." "We're all from someplace else originally." "My name is American." "Your name is dumb ass!" "Officer Howell." " What?" " Do your job." "I'll call you back." "Clayton, are you starting shit again?" "I'm just making conversation." "Well, shut your trap!" "Basil, you taking Yood's side against mine?" "Yeah, why shouldn't I?" "'Cause of what he is and what we are." "What you are is a fuck wad." "Oh, Johnny." "God, I missed you so much." "I didn't know how much till now." "Shh." "Don't cry." "Let's sit down." "I want you to come home." " Sweetheart, come home." " You know I can't." "As much as I want to, not for at least three years." " l won't make it three years." " Yes, you will." "You'll have to." "For Robby's sake." "And for mine." "You being there waiting is the only thing that keeps me whole, Abby." "And someday you, me and Robby, we're gonna be together again." "And we're gonna laugh." "And we're gonna forget, okay?" "Next week I want you to bring Robby." "I'm finally ready to face my boy." " Basil." " Yeah?" "Your son, you think he's gonna be okay growing up without a father?" "What?" "Now who's the fuck wad?" "You crazy son of a bitch!" "What the hell is going on?" "Open this fucking door now!" "Open the door now, you sons of bitches!" "Open the fucking door!" "I'm heading home." "I'll walk out with you." " Ooh, I'll get that." " Leave it." " The stain might mess up" " Leave it alone!" "I want the broken glass there in the morning to remind me of how drunk I am." "You can't drive in this condition." "What's the worst that could happen?" "Wrap myself around a tree?" "I'll call you a cab." " No." " Then I'll drive you myself." "John Basil and I had a lot in common." "Good intentions that turned to shit." "He warned me about Clayton." "I did nothing, 'cause there was nothing I could do." "Come on." "Let me take you home." "Well, I just love snow before Christmas, and I could tolerate it in January, but come February, snow is redundant." "Well, good morning to you, too." "I'm sorry." "Good morning, Sister." "What's the matter?" "I miss Keller." "We can't call each other, and if he's written me back, one of the Nazis in the mailroom probably destroyed his letters." "Or maybe he hasn't written." "Maybe he's already found somebody else." "Maybe he's dead." "I'll contact the head of psychiatry at Cedar Junction and find out how Keller's doing." "I'll even try to arrange a phone conversation between you two." "Well, that would be great, Sister." "Because since he's been gone I just-- l feel like, um-- l don't know, not dead, not empty." "You know, Tobias, you have a lot to be happy about." "Your daughter's finally beginning to respond normally," "Katherine McClain is setting up your parole hearing." "That's part of all this weirdness inside me." "If I get out, who will I be?" "So I've walked Steve Dawkins through your case." "I have to say, I'm guardedly optimistic." "You actually think there's a chance the parole board might let me out?" "Yes." "Yes, I do." "Oh my God." "Katherine, that-- l can't thank you enough." "Don't thank me until you're on the other side of the wall." "Okay, but if I do go free I'm gonna take you out to dinner." "Nicest restaurant in the city, Dom, everything." "Hmm." "I'd like that." "Are you married?" " l'm" " You know what?" "You don't have to answer that." "What am I thinking, asking you personal questions?" " You're my lawyer, for Christ's sake." " Stop." "It's okay. I know every detail of your personal life, why shouldn't you know something about mine?" "I'm divorced." "Any kids?" "One." "A son." "He's eight." "That's the same age as Holly." " l know." " Oh, yeah." "Right." "Party's over." "Let's go." "That's the problem here in Oz." "You never get to finish a conversation." "We're far from finished, Tobias." "Okay, here he is." " Hello?" " Chris?" "This is Sister Pete." " l'm with Tobias" " Hey." " Hey." " Warden Glynn and the fellow who runs Cedar Junction have agreed to this phone call on the condition that I stay in the room here and that someone stay with you there." "So l-l'm afraid that this won't be as, um, intimate as you might like." "Thanks, Sister." "Toby, how are you?" "Better now." "You?" "Hey, me, you know, making new friends, surveying the lay of the land." "Chris, I might be getting paroled." " No shit." " Yeah." "Maybe as soon as a couple weeks." "I thought if I do, I'm gonna make the trip up to Massachusetts." "Hey, Toby, don't." "If you are lucky enough to get out, I want you to turn your back on this shit and run." "You understand?" "You gotta fucking run for your life." " You giving me an order?" " No." "Man, I'm on my knees and I'm begging you, stay away from me." " l'm hanging up now." " Chris." "Thank you." "Here we are." "Let me hold her." "I never got the chance to hold her when she was born." " You got it?" " Yeah, I got her." "Okay, say hello to grandpa, Jewel." "You named her Jewel?" "Well, she is one, isn't she?" "And Hank loved "You Were Meant for Me."" "Jewel Schillinger." "Jewel." "Yeah, Vern, she's real cute." "Her name's Jewel." "Jewel?" "Sure as hell hope the other kids don't nickname her Jew." "Yo, you Salinger?" "Schillinger." "All right." "I knew your son Hank." " You knew my son?" " l heard you're a fucking pimp." "And proud of it." "My girls are the finest on the strip." " And my son?" " Short on some cash, wanted to rent out his girlfriend." " All right, look" " Casey, Carrie, something like that." " Cute little blonde." " You fucking liar!" "Wait a minute, chief." "I don't want no trouble." "But, fuck, I thought you knew Hank pimped that bitch." "Even a couple of the brothers hit it." "I'm surprised that baby ain't come out golden brown." "There is the possibility that Curtis Bennett is lying." "Well, how do I find out the truth?" "Have you discussed this with Carrie?" "No, I can't see her again until I get visiting privileges next week." "She has been talking to Sarah over at my church." "I'll ask Sarah if the girl said anything about her past." "In the meantime, be patient." "Patient!" "Reverend, this thing is gonna gnaw on me non-stop." "I need to know if this baby is really my grandchild, really my blood." "Why are you still talking to Cloutier?" "I gotta find out if Bennett's telling the truth about Carrie." " And if the nigger's lying?" " Oh, he's dead." "I'll stick him myself, right between his banjo eyes." "James Robson hired Leroy Tidd to assassinate me, but when Leroy converted to Islam, he became Salah Yudin." "Robson had to hire Carl Jenkins to finish the job." "He died saving me." "And Jenkins is on trial for the murder." "But not Robson." "There's only one person that can corroborate your theory, that's Jenkins." "He ain't gonna squeal on a fellow Nazi." "I know how to turn Jenkins around." "You let me speak to the boy." "No." "You face to face with Jenkins will only set off another race war." "I pass." "Glynn, you just do what you always do-- nothing." "May we speak alone?" "What's on your mind?" "I've been watching you." "I believe you to be a man of God, true to your faith." "That you believe in justice." "I do." "Then I have a favor to ask." "You here to kill me?" "No." "To help." "To save your soul." "Jenkins gave you up." "He pinned Leroy Tidd's murder on you." "What did you do, beat a confession out of him?" "You're going down, Robson." " lt's his word against mine." " You're gonna fry." "It's his motherfucking, cocksucking word against mine!" "Thanks, Vern." "Carl." "This is for you." "From your friends in the Brotherhood." "is there a problem?" "You been a comfort to me, Reverend." "So I'm gonna let you live." "But don't you ever meddle in the affairs of the Brotherhood again." " Vern-- - "And I will pour out mine indignation upon thee." "I will blow against thee in the fire of my wrath and deliver thee into the hand of brutish men and skillful to destroy."" "Hey, what's up, half-dick ?" " Fucking mick!" " Hey, hey!" "Get in there." "There you go, Alvarez." "You stupid fuck." "Hey, Smith." " Yeah?" " Jenkins don't look so hot, man." "What do you mean?" "Oh." "Guess he won't be eating his chicken nuggets." "Oh, shit!" "Oh shit!" "Phelan!" "You get on your phone in there and call pest control!" "I'm sick of sharing my cell with Mickey and the other rats." "Mickey is a mouse." "I'm serious, God damn it!" "Your shot's off." " Nothing wrong with my shot." " No, it's off." " There's no follow-through." " Give me the ball." "Watch." "See?" "That's follow-through." "That's follow-through." "Come to think of it, your jumpshot was erratic before you got to Oz." "Erratic my ass." "See that last game I played?" "Shit, I busted the Bulls for 55." "Yeah, if I remember right, your team lost that night." "Well, I had no supporting cast." "It seemed to me you were being too selfish." "You and every other come-to-the-game- live-your-dreams- through-me motherfuckers." "Hey, I played." "I didn't have your gifts, but my teams won." "White boy city league?" "Not exactly the NBA." "Hey, winning's winning." "You either know how to win or you don't." "It's just in a guy." "So you're saying if you and I played, you'd beat me?" "Under the right circumstances, ball bounces the right way, who knows?" "No circumstances are you beating me." "Shit, I'd spot you nine in a game of 10, I'd beat you 10-9 every time." "I could take the sorriest motherfucker in this prison and you take the best, and I'd still clown your broke-down, pushing-50 junkyard ass." "Well, let's do it." " Do what?" " You take the worst inmate, I'll find the best CO play a little two-on-two." "You're serious." " As I stand here." " You're gonna be pissed if I say no." " l say no." " Yeah?" "Fuck you." "If you think about it, it's really fuck you." "Hey!" "Hey!" "You say yes, I'll bring you back to Em City." "Basketball tournament?" "More of an exhibition match." "Best of three games." " Here we go again." " What's that supposed to mean?" " What if something goes wrong?" " Nothing's gonna go wrong." "That's what you said about the boxing and Hamid Khan died." "Basketball isn't boxing." "I'm more concerned with crowd control." "The gym won't accommodate the amount of prisoners we had attend the fights." "We limit the numbers." "Make good behavior the price of admission." "All right." "That's all." "I need a teammate." "You're looking at the wrong guy." "Oh, come on, Leo." "You love basketball." "I love basketball, but I'm not about to go against Jackson Vahue." " Leo, together I think we could" " No, Tim." "Find another sap." "This one is staying on the sidelines." " Hey." " Hey." "I need you to play with me in the game against Vahue." "Thanks, but you know, I don't think so." "Hey, you're my guy." "I need you." "Tim, look, l-- l really think you should call this game off." " What?" " This is bad for us, man." "I mean, it ain't just you out there." "All of us hacks are gonna take a tremendous amount of shit when you lose." "Who knows?" "We might win." "You're not gonna win." "You're gonna get your ass kicked!" "If I can get the space to get my shot off, I can score." "And you used to be All-State in high school." "That was 20 years ago, and you just got out of the hospital!" " l'm not playing." " Oh, fine!" " Go fuck yourself!" " Jesus, Tim." "You know, you can be such an asshole sometimes." "What's the matter?" "Timmy can't find anybody to throw the ball to?" "Dave!" "Hey, looks like you're a player." "You're good." "Oh, yeah." "All right." "You're better than good." " Did you play in college?" " JUCO." "Had two good years at a school upstate." "You didn't go on to a four-year program?" "No, I did." "University of Iowa." "But I had to drop out." "Ah, grades?" "Yeah?" "Got caught scalping my player comps to football games." "Any minnie moo bullshit I could think of." "Upside was I was never charged for any of it." "Yeah, but the school was still forced to run you off, huh?" "Yeah. I guess in my heart of hearts I knew I wouldn't have lasted there anyway." "Listen, uh, I challenged Jackson Vahue to some two-on-two." " l heard." " So you want to be my running mate?" " Go head to head with Vahue?" " Yeah." "That'd be a dream." "You wanted to see me?" " Busmalis, come in." " Sit?" " Stand." "You play basketball?" " No." " How about when you were younger?" " No." " Any sports at all?" " Nah." "I was the guy with the towel." "Go introduce yourself to Jackson Vahue." "You're his new teammate." "As you all know, this is the best of a three-game series, and due to the fact that our court is smaller than regulation size, the games will run full court." "We'll set the clock, 20 minutes." "Each team will be given one time-out, and the three-point line is in effect." "All right, let's hoop it up." "Air ball!" "Air ball!" "Vahue!" "Vahue!" "Vahue!" "?" "Na na na na na na na na ?" "?" "Hey, hey, hey, good bye... ?" "The court has set next Thursday as the date of your execution." "Have you decided how you want to die?" "I'm not like my buddy Giles over there." "I'm not going for anything flashy like being stoned to death." "Lethal injection will suit me just fine, sir" " Good." " l've contacted the organ donor association regarding your willingness to donate your organs to people in need." "They were thrilled by your generosity." "Plenty of folks are gonna be thrilled to see me breathe my last." "The association was resistant to having you meet with those who would be receiving your organs, but after a little gentle persuasion, they have agreed." "But only as long as the patient does." " Well, that's fair." " One already has." "Tomorrow morning you meet with one Jiffy Karas." " Who's that?" " A blind man." "And your corneas will help restore his sight." "Oh, don't get up." "I'm Jiffy Karas." "Don't ask why my dad named me Jiffy." " Moses Deyell." " Ah, my hero." "Nobody's ever called me a hero before." "Well, that's what you are." "My children's children will sing your praises." "You been blind all your life?" "No." "Lost my sight two years ago." "But thanks to you, I'll be able to see the faces of my children again." "Well, I'm glad my death could bring about some good." "Mr. Deyell, would you mind if I touched you?" " Touch me?" " Your face." "I want to remember exactly what you look like." "Yeah, sure." "All right, Deyell." "We're shipping you over to Benchley Memorial so that the transplant doctors there can do whatever tests they need to do before Thursday." "You'll also be meeting a Deborah Beck, a 20-year-old social science major." "She'll be receiving your heart." "You know what's so crazy about this?" "On the brink of my demise I feel more alive than ever, like I got more reason to live." " Take him out." " So long, Said." "Funny, he said so long like he was never coming back." "You're gonna risk it all and go for the $1 million?" "Absolutely." "I feel lucky." "What is the capital city of Burkina Faso?" "Any idea?" "Burkina Faso City?" "Now, I need either a hint or an answer." "What's the answer, Beecher?" "I do not have a fucking clue." "I dated a girl named Burkina Faso." "And the capital of Upper Volta is Ouagagoudou." " You're sure?" " l'm positive." "Ouagagoudou." "I'm sorry, John." "The answer is Ouagadougou." " Ouagagoudou is wrong." " You've got to be kidding." "We interrupt this program to bring you a special news bulletin." "WYAT has just received word that convicted murderer Moses Deyell has died in an attempted escape while being temporarily transferred from the Oswald Correctional Facility to Benchley Memorial Hospital." "Deyell, who had decided to donate his organs immediately after his execution, was being transported in a van when he apparently leapt out of the moving vehicle." "We'll have more details on this story as it develops." "So Orpheus returns to Earth alone, sad, and what happens?" "Do the townspeople console him?" "Fuck no." "They blame him for his failure and tear him to bits, literally." "Then they throw his organs in the river." "All this 'cause he let his family down, 'cause he took one last look at someone he loved." "The gods don't have a sentimental bone in their bodies." "Prisoner #01C972," "Padraig Connolly;" "Arrested February 28th, 2001 ;" "Illegal entry into the United States." "Being held pending deportation." "Padraig Connolly is here?" "Came in this morning." "You knew about Connolly?" "Yeah, from the papers." "Member of the Ira," "British government wants to extradite him for his involvement in the death of a British soldier." "A few days ago the court ruled in Connolly's favor, they granted him asylum." "The Ins Appealed the decision." "Connolly's been sent here to wait out the legal battle." " Why isn't he in a federal prison?" " He was." "He kept getting death threats." "Almost got murdered by a Protestant sympathizer, so our friends at the State Department asked if we could hide him in Oz." " Put Connolly in Em City." " Why?" "Why not?" "You just want him there so you can study his every move." "Genuine terrorist." "I admit, I'm intrigued." "Okay, he's yours." "God help you both." "Padraig, I'm Tim McManus." "I'm Unit Manager of Em City." "Have a seat." "I've been following your situation, and so I know how fucked up it is." "So I took the liberty of calling your lawyer and I got some pretty good news." "It doesn't seem like you're gonna be here long." "Since you're litigating to stay in the US it's presumable you don't pose any flight risk." "So your lawyer feels that with the judge already sympathetic to your cause, along with the support of human rights groups, bail's gonna get set." "That is good news." "May I go now?" "Uh, yeah." "Yeah, sure." "Who's he?" "Padraig Connolly." "That's all we need in this place." "Another dumb fucking spud-eating mick." " Hey, Ryan O'Reily." " Stand back!" " Huh?" " ln the doorway." " No, I just came" " Step back." "All right, I like that, Padraig." "You're a soldier, you're cautious." "This is good." "How do you know me name?" "Oh, on the TV, past couple of days, nothing but you and the Ira executing that British limey commander officer fuck thing." "That was on the telly, that we executed Captain Harley?" "That's not what happened." "It doesn't matter what happened." "That's what the guys in here think happened." "And believe me, that's a good'n for the both of us." "Mr. O'Reily, I've no need for what you're selling." "You know, Padraig, you're starting to piss me off, so I'm just gonna say this once." "You best start treating Oz like a North Ireland, because in here you walk, talk, sleep, work, eat, shit and drink with your own kind." "You fucking understand me?" "Because your name's O'Reily you're one of my kind?" "We got the same color green running through our veins, bro'." "If that were true, it would matter to you?" " What would matter?" " There was no execution." "You should be looking at me." " We're being watched." " Watched?" "I walk out of here and on body language alone everyone's gonna know what's what between the two of us." "I won't be here long enough to need your friendship, so have a good walk." "Connolly?" "I'm Timmy Kirk." "This is Jim Burns." "Why should I care what your names are?" "We're inviting you to a Bible study that the Reverend Cloutier is holding this afternoon." "Cloutier?" "Who's Cloutier?" "Today's your conversion day, Padraig." "Well, either that, or we beat the Catholic right off you." "Your choice." "Shit." "Burns, Burns, off." "What's wrong, boys?" "Let's not stop now." "All right." "Who started it?" "We're only boxing." " Yeah, without gloves?" " He speaks the truth." "Only boxing, sir." "I was demonstrating the techniques of the great John L. Sullivan." "All right, you two get the fuck out of here." "Listen, Padraig, if you want me to put you in protective custody, I will." "Sounds very confining." "No thank you." "Mr. Zelman, what's wrong?" "Ah, sit down, son." "The bail hearing not happen?" "No, it happened, and it was all set." "But here, take a look." "That's a letter from the Justice Department specifically urging the court to deny you bail." "Fucking Christ." "So now what?" "Well, I'm afraid this appeal may play out all the way to the Supreme Court." "The fact is you may be stuck in Oz for a very long time." "Did he-- did he beat you?" " What?" " Dad, did he beat you." " ls-- is that why you left?" " No." "He cheated on you." "I was barely 17 and the world was new and there were people to see and places to explore." "So it was you who cheated on him?" "I guess." "In a way." "I hate him." "You know?" "And I would never blame you for leaving that son of a bitch, but what I don't get is-- is, Jesus, didn't you even just" "Miss you?" "Ryan, from the night we made you till the day I left, you are the only real happiness I have ever had." "I just didn't know that then." "I was a child with a three-month-old." "It didn't even occur to me that I'd never see you again." "It's just how things had to work out." "No, you-- you're thinking of Cyril." " What?" " You said three months." "Cyril would've been the baby." "No, Ryan, you were the baby." "But I'm a year and a half older than Cyril." "Your father and I didn't have Cyril." "What are you talking about?" "Cyril's your half-brother." "Hey, Cyril, you remember that-- that one time when Dad made us go spend the summer in Indiana at Uncle Bill's farm?" "It was you, me and those three neighbor kids in the fields walking beans." "And Uncle Bill had made me the foreman and those three kids decided to quit because they thought I was yelling too much." "I think they wanted to go swimming or something like that." "And they wanted to take you with them, but instead you decided to stay with me in the fields until we were finished." "I've always wondered did you stay with me 'cause we're brothers or did you stay 'cause you thought that if you tried to leave I'd beat you up?" "One, two, three, four." "Up." "One, two, three." "All that time in the cage, I never got to exercise." "Not enough room to move." "Hey, Jia, we're trying to work out here." " Want to shut the fuck up?" " l want to try that." " No, stop." " l could teach you a lot of things better than that bullshit boxing." " l want to learn." " Okay." "There's this." "Hey, motherfucker!" "No, stay back!" "Back!" "He hit you!" "He hit you!" "Back!" "Back!" "Oh, fuck." " Well?" " Jia is in a coma." "We sent him over to Benchley Memorial, but I have no idea when or if he'll wake up." "Another knockout for Cyril O'Reily." " Jia provoked Cyril." " So says his brother." "But Ryan O'Reily isn't exactly trustworthy or unbiased." " What are you saying?" " We've put off this decision enough." "I think we should ship Cyril to the Conley Institute." " No, that would be a tragic mistake." " For who?" "Cyril's brother is his only lifeline to reality." "We separate them, the guy's gonna spiral into lunacy." "We keep him here, he gets into more fights, maybe puts somebody else in a coma." "I think we should transfer him out today." " You're being cruel." " Rather cruel than blind." "I have an alternative." "Let's place Cyril in protective custody for a while, allow Ryan regular visits and see how Cyril adjusts." " That makes sense to me." " Tim?" "Fine." "As long as he's out of my hair." "But I don't want to go." "Cyril, trust me." "You have to." "Because if you don't, they're gonna send you far, far away from me, and you and I ain't gonna see each other no more." "Hey." "Come on, man." "It's okay." "Come on, take your bag." "Come on, let's go." "Let's go." "Hey, Cyril." "Toughen up, all right?" " Hey, O'Reily." " Yeah?" "Eliminating Jia, I owe you." "You got a problem, friend?" "I have a confession to make." "Several months ago I was heading into the gym." "No one was there but Ryan O'Reily and Patrick Keenan." "Because I was so wrapped up in my own failings, I just pushed the incident aside, but every day, every time I'm near O'Reily" " l say to myself, "Do something."" " Do what, exactly?" "Tell the authorities." "The attack on Jia Kenmin only proves that O'Reily will continue hurting people." "Okay." "We'll go to Warden Glynn together." "Because if O'Reily finds out that you told... he'll kill you next." "I don't know what you're talking about." "Patrick Keenan was my friend." "Whoever told you this bullshit must have it out for me." "The informant has no motive to lie." "Look, Warden, when those news people were here, they asked me all about Adebisi's videotapes and I didn't say word one." "What?" "You're expecting a return of the favor?" " Yeah." " Fuck you!" "I'm gonna thoroughly investigate these charges." "If I find any corroborating evidence, you're going to death row." "You got that?" " What happened?" " CO said he collapsed." " Ryan, are you okay?" " Yeah." "I just needed to talk to you, so I faked falling down." " You scared the shit out of me." " l'm sorry." "What's wrong?" "We need privacy." "You realize this is the first time you and I have ever been alone?" "I need to get back out there, Ryan, so tell me what's so important." "Everything's turning to shit, Gloria." "There's a good chance Cyril's gonna end up in a loony farm, and now there's a chance I'm gonna be convicted for whacking Keenan." "What?" "How?" "Someone jabbered on me to the warden." "Oh, hey, it wasn't you, was it?" " No." " No, those eyes don't lie." "Go on." "I also hear there's a sizable chance that you're gonna lose your doctor's license, which means I'll never see you again." "I know." "So I have a proposition to make." "Don't answer me right away." "I want you to take the time to really think about what I'm asking." "Which is?" "I want you to help Cyril and me escape." "Myths are supposed to teach us something." "But what's the life lesson in this sad tale of Orpheus?" "No good deed goes unpunished?" "Fuck that." "Ain't no such thing as a good deed." "Love conquers all?" "Never has, never will." "Maybe the moral of the story is that those in power are just as fucked up as those who ain't, and the worst thing a body can do is give up his or her own power to some butt-heads on Mount Olympus," "'cause if they're so fucking powerful, how'd they let us get away with all this shit in the first place?" "Answer me that."