"Oz." "The name on the street for the Oswald Maximum Security Penitentiary." "Oz, where after months of tension, a riot erupted." "Hey, this sucks, motherfucker." "The unit known as Emerald City was overtaken by its prisoners." "The governor ordered his troops to recapture it by any means necessary." "When the smoke cleared, literally, six prisoners and two correctional officers were dead." "Thirty-four others were injured." "Some overcome by the gas." "Some from the beatings." " Show us." " Why don't you hold this bitch up?" "Some from rifle wounds." "Among those shot," "Tim McManus, who invented Emerald City and some say, ran it into the ground." "The rest of the prisoners were moved to Gen Pop" "Somebody named people." "You're a motherfucker." "Meet your fucking" " Asshole." " l'm gonna kill you, motherfucker." "Fuck you." "Let me at you." "Fucking bitch." "except for the riot leaders, who were drop-kicked into solitary." "By dawn peace descended on Oz." "Yeah, right." "Let me just say this about that." "I've already started to put together a gubernatorial commission to investigate one, the causes of the riot, two, the criminal activities of those prisoners involved, and three, the appropriateness of the response to it by Warden Glynn." "Governor, who will the chair the commission?" "Well, I've just spoken to Alvah Case, who's the dean of law school at Kaufman-Ferber University." "He's agreed to lead the investigation." "To my mind, there's no more respected jurist in the state." "I can assure you his findings will be fair and complete and impartial." "Fuck you, governor." "What, am I asking so much?" "You want me to come out on your side, you wanna close down Emerald City permanently, you want me to say that the prisoners are guilty of everything and that you were totally justified in bringing in the SORT team." "You want your hands clean of the blood of those eight dead." "My hands are clean." " My conscience is clear." " Well, then, back off." "And let me do what you appointed me to do." "Okay." "But keep one other thing in mind." "Marvin Suttle is stepping down as state's attorney general." "I'm looking for just the right man to replace him." "Come in, warden, we're done." "Find truth, Case, because the truth shall set your fee." "Truth." "What is the truth, Leo?" "is Devlin guilty?" "Are you?" "Leo, depending on what I do find, you could be the one who gets fired." "Yeah." "You may be doing me one huge fucking favour." "How's it hanging, Vern?" "C.C., hello?" "Yo, something fucked." "Oh, great." "More Em City prags." "You fucks have a hissy fit, now the rest of us gotta sleep on top of each other." "Hear me, boys, and hear me good." "This is my cell, this is my bunk." " You got a problem with that?" " No." "Feel like a candy star" "Hey." "Hey, I'm talking to you." "Hey, either of you hear what happened to Dobbins or Vahue?" " No." " Shut the fuck up." "Were they in the hospital?" "I was only in the ER." "I couldn't see into the ward." " Shut the fuck up." " How do you like your--?" "Beecher!" "Shut the fuck up." " Tits. I don't care." " Beecher!" "How do you like your--?" "Shut the fuck up." "Fuck." "Chill, little brother." "Who the fuck you calling little brother, man?" "Get off me, man." " Get off." " Get him off me." "Let me go!" "Ladies and gentlemen, let us now pray." "Please stand." "Lord, we pray for the souls of our friends and colleagues," "Officers Edward Hunt and Anthony Nowakowski and we pray for the souls of the six prisoners who died as well." "You got a little brain damage there, don't you?" "We pray for the recovery of Officers Joseph Mineo and Jason Armstrong, and for Tim McManus." "And Lord, we ask your blessing on this place." "We ask for understanding." "We ask for patience." "We ask for the strength to forgive." "We ask to be forgiven." "I said no negotiations." "I say we cut off Em City's water and electricity, then tonight when they're sitting in the dark, we fire tear gas." "What about the hostages?" " Hopefully, SORT will reach them." " Hopefully?" "So that we might renew ourselves in this important work that we do." "Amen." " Amen." " Amen." "Blame is a beautiful thing, baby." "Blame keeps this whole planet spinning." "You can point your finger at the next man, you can shift the weight onto him, you don't have to carry that shit around yourself." "You can slide into bed and get a good night's nap." "Yeah, right." "Mr. McManus?" "Mr. McManus." "Alvah Case." "Yes." "Our grand inquisitor." " This is not an inquisition, sir." " Bullshit." "Devlin's been trying to dismantle Em City since the beginning." "This is his chance." "Leo told me you'd be tough." "He says you two aren't always in agreement, but he admires your vision, your ideals." "What is it you want, exactly?" "I wanna ask some questions." "I have nothing to say." "The governor is busy picking the other members of the commission." "In the meantime, I'm doing some preliminary interviews." "I have nothing to say." "Look, ultimately, it's going to be up to me to decide if Em City ever reopens." "I have nothing to say." "Minister Said?" "Alvah Case." "I'm here to interview you about the riot." "is that interview, or interrogate?" "I guess that depends on what you're guilty of." "There was no riot." "Oh, really?" "There was a righteous struggle against repression and injustice." "Well, righteous or not, there are still eight bodies rotting in the morgue." "I grieve their deaths." "Do you mind?" "Please." "I understand that from the minute you came to Oz, you started organizing other Muslims?" "Converting stone-cold killers, all the while sowing seeds of discontent." " l spoke the truth." " Then speak it now." "Oh, come on, Said, you talk a good game about the truth." "But how come it doesn't include taking responsibility for what you've done?" "I didn't fire those rifles." "Did you create a set of circumstances that caused the rifles to be fired?" "The judicial system created those circumstances, not I." "Your commission is a fraud, Case." "Governor Devlin, the one man whose actions should be investigated, is the man that appointed you." "That's like me getting to pick the jury at my own trial." "Want to lick my balls?" "Judge Fee and Mr. Balling will focus on events leading up to the riot." "Bishop Callahan and Mr. Dodge will deal with the behaviour of the inmates and the staff during the riot." "Mrs. Eiduson and Dudley Fried." "will concentrate on their decision to send the SORT team." "Mr. Case, how long do you estimate the investigation will take?" "Days?" "Weeks?" "Well, it will take as long as it takes." " ls it true that--?" " Who were the leaders?" " And you're?" " Augustus Hill." "Hill, Hill, Hill..." "Hey, can I ask you a question?" "Two prisoners got released on the riot," "Eugene Dobbins, Jackson Vahue." " Shut the fuck up." " Somebody help him." "Dobbins was hurt pretty bad." "You know what happened to them?" "My questions first, Hill." "So tell me, in as many words as necessary, what you think led to the riot." "Those men are violent." "All they know is violence." "The COs, man, they treat us like shit." "Sometimes the inmates get bored." "They took away conjugals." "They took away smoking." "No, it's more than that." "You deny a man his freedom, his family, his privacy, his dignity, then all he has left is time to simmer." "And eventually, the simmer becomes a boil." "Said!" "Said!" "We'd been hearing whispers that the Muslims were gonna start trouble." "The Aryans are paranoid." "What caused the riot?" "Two brain-dead, crackhead motherfuckers playing checkers." "And then all of a sudden, the world imploded." "Fucking cops." "We treated the hostages good." "They treated us like shit." "We tried to negotiate." "Their demands were ridiculous." "And then the lights went out." "There was tear gas." "Guns." "Tim McManus got shot in the chest." "I saw the side of Rodrigo's head get blown off." "Hunt and Nowakowski were both hit in the back." "What about Scott Ross?" "What about him?" "Well, according to the autopsy, he was shot three times, once in the head, once in the heart and once in the testicles." " Yeah?" " Well, it's curious." "Bullets flying randomly, every which way and he gets shot three times in three very precise places?" "Yeah, that's right." "They say curiosity killed the cat." "What the fuck was the cat so curious about that got him killed?" "Solitary sucks, man." "But if you really want some company, you just gotta go through withdrawal." "I love you." "Just what I love." "My prison in lockdown crawling with outside investigators and TV cameras." "What are you afraid we'll find?" "It's not what you find, it's the way you find it." "All these questions, they stir things up." "And God knows, everyone's stirred up enough right now." "Leo, who was Scott Ross?" "Ross?" "He was a biker, drug dealer, three-strikes lifer." "Why?" "Oh, I'm not sure yet, but Ross may have been murdered." " What?" " During the SORT team's attack, he may have been killed." "Deliberately." "What makes you think that?" "He was shot three times, almost execution-style." "And the bullets in Ross' body were 9 mm's, not double-oughts, which were in the SORT rifles." "The SORT team uses 9 mm's in their handgun." " Right." " So SORT team member A, he enters the common room in Em City, lowers his rifle." "Ross comes at him from out of the dark, he raises his handgun, fires." "That's not murder." "You throw a bullet in someone's brain, you pretty much figure he's done." "Maybe he shot him in the heart first, or the balls, and Ross just kept coming." "Yeah, but the bullet from Ross' brain was in the wall below the command centre by a TV set." "And the one that went through his heart was embedded in the floor." "So unless he died falling upwards... lt's murder." "Come on, head up." "Head up." "In all that chaos, what a perfect chance to off Ross and get away with it, scot-free." "That's him over there." "Officer Heim." "The bullets that killed Ross came from the same box as the ones that you put in your handgun." "So?" "So your gun was used to kill Ross." "Yet you don't mention firing at him in your report." "I didn't." "Then who did?" "I don't know." "Did you hand your gun to someone?" "No." "Was it in your holster when you entered Em City?" " Yes." " And then?" "It disappeared." "Did you feel anyone take it?" "No." "Things were crazy in there, you know?" "Happening pretty fast." "So you're telling me that someone lifted the handgun out of your holster without you knowing." "That's right." "Well, how come you didn't mention that little ditty in your report?" "Because I found it on the floor." "Officer Heim, do I look like a stupid fucking idiot to you?" "No, sir." "Then cut the shit." "You SORT guys love your weapons more than pussy." "You'd die before letting anyone take it and you'd sure as Christ know it was gone." "Who are you covering for, huh?" "Scott Ross was a lowlife scum fuck, just like all those other scum fucks in there." "They hurt Armstrong and Mineo." "Because of them, Hunt and Nowakowski died." "Are you seriously going after some CO because they whacked a fucking pig like Ross?" "Who the fuck's side are you on?" "The law." "I'm on the law's side." "Now you can go." "Thank you." "I never lie." "Not because I'm so honest, but because I have a bad memory." "And you can't be a good liar if you got a bad memory." "Wangler, you okay?" "I need some tits, help me." "Tits is the last thing you need, man." "Hey." "Come on, wake up." " Get up for a second." " No." " Come on, man." " No, fuck you." "Suck my cock, man." "Come on, man, suck my cock." " Come on, man." "Suck my cock, prag." " Fuck you." " All right." "All right." " Get up." "Let's go." "Come on." " What the fuck, man." "Let's go." " Okay, okay." "Come on." "Come on, bitch." "Let's go." "Yeah." "Oh, yeah." "It's all right. lt's okay, it's okay." " You still on the job?" " Yeah." "So are you." "Well, we had a couple incidents tonight." "Anything I should know about?" "No." "What are you doing in here?" "I'm trying to figure this Ross thing through." "There were six hostages left when the SORT team attacked." "McManus, Wittlesey, Mukada, D'Agnasti, Hunt and Nowakowski." "Now, Hunt and Nowakowski died during the first moments of the assault." "And McManus was shot, so there's less of a chance that he killed Ross." "What makes you so sure it was a CO?" "Why not a prisoner?" "Ross wasn't exactly beloved by his fellow inmates." "That was my first thought, that someone used the opportunity to take revenge on the guy." "But after talking with Officer Heim, who, by the way, Leo, is lying through his teeth, I realized he'd never cover for a con." "He's protecting one of his own." "D'Agnasti." "Or Wittlesey." "Or Mukada." "Alvah, stop." "Father Mukada wasn't involved." "You never know." "How did Ross treat everyone?" "He was a condescending little prick." "Did he do any harm to you personally, physically?" "No." "What about Officers Wittlesey or D'Agnasti?" "I don't remember." "I'd been beaten pretty badly." "And I was terrified." "Anything else you remember?" "My nose itched." "But because our hands were tied behind us, I couldn't scratch." "Stand in a straight line." "When they come in, you get hit first." "Through it all, through the tear gas and the gunfire and the fear and the adrenaline in overdrive, the only thing I could think of was:" "Christ, would someone please scratch my nose?" "Tits!" "I need some tits, some diesel." " Man, shut the fuck up!" " Hey, fat fuck." "Did you hear anything about Dobbins and Vahue?" "I'm asking you a ques-- D'Agnasti." " l need some tits." " No." "Thank you." " You junkie fuck." " Shit." " Shut the fuck up." " Kiss my ass." " l'll kick the shit out of you." " D'Agnasti." "D'Agnasti." "D'Agnasti." " Who that?" " Can I ask you a few more questions?" " l'm working here." " l'll be brief." "All of the hostages were bound, right?" " Hands behind your back with rope." " Yeah." "When did you get free?" "Sometime after the shooting stopped." "Who tied you up?" "Which prisoners in particular?" "Scott Ross." "Settle down, Wangler." "You didn't like Ross." " What was there to like?" " Tits." "Shut the fuck up." " Pretty quiet." " What?" "Well, compared to your last assignment at Emerald City, this is pretty quiet." "Whoa, can I help you?" "Yeah, I'm here to see my husband, Billy Kempf." "I'm sorry, ma'am, we're in lockdown." "No, no, no." "Okay, I drove 31 2 miles." "Look." "Look, it says I'm supposed to see Billy Kempf today." "Well, we had a riot here." "Maybe you heard about it?" "Fuck, yes, I heard about it. I also heard the fucking thing was over." " Yes, it is." " Yeah, so then, you let me see Billy." "You won't be seeing him today." " You don't get it. I drove 31 2 miles" " Can I help you with anything else?" " Yes, you can open the fucking gate" " Can I help you with anything else?" "I don't have to stand for this bullshit, okay?" "Who the fuck do you think you are?" "I drove 31 2" "This is bullshit!" " Wow." " Stop fucking touching me like that." "Maybe it's not so quiet after all." "Now, Diane, what happened from the point the SORT team entered Em City?" " l told you this already." " l know." "Dumb-ass me, I lost my notebook." "Well, the tear gas made it hard to see." "Tim McManus and I, we ducked behind a column." "We heard gunfire for what seemed like forever and then silence." "We thought it was over." "Tim leaned out and he got shot." " He fell to the floor?" " Yes." "And you...?" "I cradled him in my arms until help arrived." "What kind of prisoner was Scott Ross?" "What kind?" "Model?" "Trouble?" "Average." "You and me, we're joined at the hip." "And ain't nothing you can do about that." "Thank you." "Thank you." "You ask most people and they'll tell you lying is wrong and then immediately go out and lie like a motherfucker." "But that's cool." "We all know lies are necessary." " Yes, I was talking to them yesterday." " What'd they say?" "They say Tim will be out of Benchley Memorial next week." "Oh, jeez. I feel terrible." "I've only been to see him once." " Hey." " Hi." "This guy Case, has he been talking to you?" " Yeah, he interviewed me yesterday." " Yeah, me too." "Did he ask about me?" "Not in particular, no." "Okay." "Hey, Jackson." "You okay, man?" "How's Dobbins?" "He's dead, man." "He died." "Fuck." "There you are." " You've been looking for me?" " Everywhere." "Balling and I have been trying to meet with you." "What have you been doing?" " l've been working this murder angle." " Oh, Christ." "Alvah, forget about that." "Really." "You don't wanna concern yourself with things like that." "Believe me, you're looking in the wrong direction." "Well, it's all part of the story, judge." "It's all part of the story." "Well, we've sedated Adebisi pretty heavily." "He should be out for a couple hours." "Good. I could use a break anyway." "And how about you?" "You ever take ten minutes?" " Sure." " Good." "Can I buy you a cup of coffee?" " l don't think so." " Why not?" "You make me nervous." "Who, me?" "Listen, I'm the sweetest guy on the planet." "Ask my mother." "Yeah, well, if we went out for coffee together, I wouldn't be sure if you were interrogating me or" " Dr. Nathan, I swear," " What?" "I'm far less devious than you think." "I'm a college professor, for Pete's sake." " l give lectures, I grade papers." " You train lawyers." "Yes." "Okay, I'll stop being adorable and just ask my questions." "Mr. Robson, your glans, the tip of your penis has been severed." "How's your dick, man?" "dick bit off." "Severed." "Severed." "Severed." "How's it feel?" "Weird." "Oh, shit." "Get the fuck away from me!" " Hey!" " Get off me!" "Get the fuck off me." "Get off me." "Get them off me." " Another junkie asshole spiralling out." " Get the fuck off me." "Hey, take it easy." "The public outcry against Governor Devlin's decision to use force at Oswald remains high, even as a gubernatorial commission searches for answers." "Guys, help me out, here." "What the fuck is taking so long?" "You want this done right or fast?" "Both." "I want you to hold another press conference, give them an update." "I'm tired of saying, "Be patient,"" "and I'm tired of telling them I have absolute faith in you, because frankly, I don't." "We'd be moving a lot faster if Alvah could just stay focused on the big picture." "What do you mean?" "He's trying to solve a murder that for all we know isn't murder." " lt's a murder." " Well, if it is, it is only a small part of our overall mission." "I disagree. I think it's endemic of the whole problem here at Oz." "You are so full of shit." "Well, you know, Benji, given the last three decisions you've handed down from the bench, you're the expert on full of shit." " What is that supposed to mean?" " Don't fuck with me." "Guys, guys." "For God's sake." " That's fine, forget it. I'll resign." " No, I'll resign." "No one is resigning." "Last thing I need is the media to hear the commission itself is fighting." "Now, everybody, back to your corners." " And back to work." " Yeah, right." "The sooner we get this done, the happier we'll all be." "Sweet dreams, motherfucker." "Dr. Nathan." "Doctor, you know, the last time I had a woman tie me down like this, I married her." "Well, if she kept you like that, you might still be married." "I feel good." "You can let me go now." "No." "Before that happens, you, Sister Marie and I need to spend a little time together." "All right." "Hey, doctor, my dick is hard." "is that good?" "You tell me." "What are you looking for?" "Your impressions of Ross." " You're a teacher, right?" " l used to be." "Now that I'm a dean, I spend less and less time in the classroom." "You know how teachers get favourite students sometimes?" " Get a real affection for them?" " Oh, yeah." "I couldn't wait for Ross to leave the office." "Did he frighten you?" "That, and he had a terrible hygiene problem." "Did he ever mention having a sexual relationship with anyone on the staff?" "As you'll see in the files, he said a lot of things." "He was a compulsive liar." " Do you ever counsel staff members?" " Sure." "Did anyone ever talk of Ross?" "I mean, negatively?" " Sure." " Who?" "Everybody." "Can you be a little more specific?" "Come on." "You know a nun doesn't reveal a confidence." "You're not a priest." "The silence of the confessional doesn't apply here." "As a psychologist, it does." "Then we may have to let a court determine that." "Well, that's fine." "I want those files back when you're through with them." "Anything else?" "No." "Ryan O'Reily." "Yo, yo, that's me, man." "Vehicular manslaughter, reckless endangerment, possession of controlled substances, possession of a deadly weapon, violation of parole." "That's an amazing list of crimes." "Yeah, well, you know, I applied myself." "Still, I mean, even with all those talents, you must have had a hard time adjusting to life in Oz." "No." " l can take care of myself." " Yeah, I can see that." "But how?" "I'm like the Lord of the fucking Dance." " l got moves." " Yeah, I bet you do." "Of all the guys that led the riot, you were the only one with no firepower behind you." "Yet the others included you in all the decision-making." "I had nothing to do with the riot." " Oh, I guess I was misinformed." " l guess you were." "Like I heard, from what I thought was a reliable source, that you and Ross were close." "Close?" "No." "You and he were lovers." "Now, who the fuck told you that?" "Ross poured his heart out to Sister Peter Marie." "Hey, look, I'm no fag, pal." "But if I were, I wouldn't put my dick anywhere near Ross' scumhole." "That cocksucker would fuck anything on two or four legs." "Yeah, what about the COs?" "Has Ross ever fucked one of them?" "How about some help getting me out of this place?" "Sorry, you're not going anyplace until the investigation is over." "Well, then, how about a cigarette?" "This is good." "When I'm done puffing on this, I can suck on my own secondhand smoke." "So?" "Ross had a thing for Wittlesey." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "He claimed they knew each other on the outside." "Makes sense." "They were always sneaking off and whispering to each other." "What's the matter?" "This guy Case, he gives me the creeps." "Why?" "You got nothing to worry about." "He'll do his enquiry, he'll be gone." " Yep." " Right?" "Yeah, I guess." "They also say if you repeat a lie often enough, it becomes the truth." "Or at least, you convince yourself it's the fucking gospel." "You run the Aryan Brotherhood, Mr. Schillinger?" "I used to." " You have a parole date coming up." " Yeah." "Think you got a chance at getting out?" "I hope so." "My sons need me." "Well, I'd be happy to put a letter of recommendation in your file." " lf l help you out." " That's right." "Scott Ross." "Poor son of a bitch." "So you were friends?" "Did he ever mention having any kind of a sexual relationship with Officer Wittlesey?" "Sure." "Ross and Wittlesey's ex were in the same bike club." "Ross said he nailed her behind her hubby's back." "But then again, Ross was sometimes a lying sack of shit." "So who knows if it's true?" "Did anything go on between the two of them since he came to Oz?" "According to Ross, he was banging her pretty regular." "You think he was lying about that?" "Probably." "Thank you for getting me permission to come to the library." "Lockdowns can be boring with nothing to read." "Oh, no problem." "They tell me you know everything that goes on in Oz." "They exaggerate." "Do you have any idea, if anything, what transpired between Officer Wittlesey and Scott Ross?" " Cigarettes." " l beg your pardon?" "Cigarettes was what was going on between them." "Wittlesey smuggled them in, a carton a day." "She gave them to Ross to sell." "Everything was going smoothly till McManus found out." "He made Wittlesey shut down the operation." "So Ross hated McManus for that." "And because Wittlesey and McManus started sleeping together." "Hey, got a cigarette?" "You know, why would you?" "Ross is dead." "It's funny, you know, what a guy can see with one eye." "In the dark, through the tear gas." "Don't worry." "I didn't tell that nigger Case a fucking thing." "So, what do you want from me?" "Well, I got a parole hearing coming up." "I think maybe the best thing for you would be for me to be out of here." "So you think Wittlesey killed Ross?" "She had motive, opportunity." "I've known Diane for years." "Don't walk in here and talk about motive and opportunity." "Give me some evidence." "Well, in the heat of the riot, maybe she just lost it." "No." "No, it had to be a more specific reason than that." "Ross had to have done something at that moment to get her to pull that trigger." "Hello?" "Yeah, okay." "Okay." "Officer down in ad seg says a prisoner wants to talk to you." "Which one?" "Tobias Beecher." "Hey, chief." "You asked to see me?" "I got a secret." "About?" "Scott Ross." "Tell me." "If I tell you, it won't be a secret." "Would you excuse us, please?" "Okay?" "I bit the tip off a guy's penis." "So I heard." "You're not afraid?" "Well, I've got my pants on." "I used to be a lawyer, you know that?" "Went to Harvard." "So did I." "Crimson." "I've been under a lot of stress lately." "I haven't been behaving very nicely." "Like this biting thing." "But I'm using my time in here to turn my head around." "When I get out of here, I'm gonna be a better person." "Because, like, this whole biting thing just isn't working for me, you know?" "So as a sign that I'm on the straight and narrow, I'm gonna tell you my little secret." "And then, I'll be on the road back, right?" "Yeah, yeah." "I saw the shots fired." "Which shots?" "Check the bullets." "The bullets that killed Ross?" "No." "Check the bullets in McManus." "Hey." "McManus wasn't shot with a 9 mm from a SORT team handgun." "The striations show he was hit with a 9 mm, probably from a Glock or a Sig Sauer." "Sig Sauer?" "Well, we know there was a Sig Sauer in Em City during the riot." "Whose was it?" "Kareem Said." "You shot Tim McManus." " No." " Well, if you didn't, who did?" "I don't know." "You had a Sig Sauer in your possession." "Now, if I say yes, that's another nail in my coffin." " l look like a fool to you?" " Are you comfortable here, Said?" "Because you know it's up to me when and if you get out of solitary confinement." "Now, I know how important it is for you to be among your people, leading, guiding, nurturing them." "That's gonna be hard to do through 8 tons of steel." "You're an academic, right?" "You know about hypotheses and theories, right?" "Well, theoretically speaking, if I had a gun when the SORT team entered, here's what might have happened." "I might have been underneath the control panel at the command station holding that gun when a SORT team member came in and started to beat me." "And in not wanting to kill anybody, I might have thrown that gun over the side." "Where someone else picked it up?" "Theoretically speaking, yes." "I know you got nothing to say to me, but I have a couple of things to say to you." "First, you've got balls." "You voluntarily went into Em City to negotiate the release of the injured officers and Diane Wittlesey." "You traded yourself for Armstrong and Mineo, putting yourself into what can only be called a jackpot situation." "Especially knowing that you'd fall into the hands of Scott Ross, a man you despised." "How ironic is it then, that he was the one who shot you?" " Any last words?" " Suck my dick." "Who told you?" "That Ross was the one who shot you?" " Yeah." " You just did." "You know, Oz is just like anyplace else." "Everybody loves to gossip about everybody else." " Not me." " Oh, but they gossip about you." "Well, maybe it's because you're one of the few women around." "Maybe it's because there's truth to the rumours." "Like, for example, that you were smuggling cigarettes in that Ross could sell." "And that you and McManus had an affair." "Are you accusing me of something?" "Yes." "Yes, I am." "You killed Scott Ross." "Me?" "How did I do that?" "Ross picked up Said's gun." "He fired into McManus' chest." "You took Officer Heim's pistol and shot Ross." "That's not possible." "My hands were tied behind my back." "No they weren't." "You managed to loose the binds before it all came down." "You told me that after McManus fell to the ground, you, quote, "l cradled him in my arms," end quote." "How could you cradle him with your arms behind your back?" " Have you ever been in a riot?" " No." "You have to understand what's involved." "The idea of being a hostage, the mob mentality." "You get carried away." "You stop being human." "You become part of something else." "I have made every mistake there is." "I've fallen in love with the wrong men, I had a baby out of wedlock." "I drank too much, I snorted too much." "I have done things to make money, including this job, which make me dread getting out of bed." "But each time, I made the choice." "I chose to drink, I chose to stop." "When my husband got abusive, I chose to walk." "I refuse to be anybody's victim." "These mistakes I've have made, they are a part of me." "They are like my skin." "And I do not regret what I've done." "Do you hear me?" "No regrets, no remorse." "I just keep going." " What are you gonna do?" " When I know, you'll know." "She has a young daughter, a mother in and out of chemo." "So what, Leo?" "So what?" "So if you expose the truth, you destroy this woman's life and her daughter's." "And for what?" "Scott fucking Ross?" "Come on, Alvah, please." "What do you want me to say, Leo?" "Just say that Ross died like the others, from bullets fired by a member of the SORT team in the performance of his duty." "I just read the preliminary draught of your report." " Yeah, what's wrong?" " You recommend not filing charges against Said and the other riot leaders?" "From a legal standpoint, the evidence is circumstantial." "From a moral standpoint, it's laughable." "I want those bastards on trial, on TV." "Look, governor, as far as I can see, whatever they did came about as a direct result of your actions." "You've exonerated me." "Oh, yeah, your commission behaved like good little boys, but you can't have it both ways." "If the prisoners are guilty, so are you." "This is not the kind of attitude I expect from an attorney general." "Yeah, well, I've thought about it." "I don't wanna be attorney general." "I wanna be governor." "What?" "I'll see you on the campaign trail, Devlin." "Now, I've got a press conference to do." "It is the considered opinion of this commission that though the riot itself and the deaths that followed are tragic, no one in particular is at fault." "If no one is at fault, who's responsible for the--?" "We do feel that there are certain measures that can be taken to ensure that an event like this does not happen again." "Bitch." "So as it turns out, no one was to blame for the riot." "In fact, if no one was to blame, that means nothing bad happened." "Nothing at all happened." "So life can pretty much go on as it has before." "Yeah, right."