"Oz." "The name on the street for the Oswald State Correctional Facility, Level Four." "You may have heard on the news that we've been having a little tension around here." "Well, after 14 fun-filled days of sitting in your cell smelling your roomie's farts, a man is ready to forgive everybody for everything, just to come up for air." "Attention." "The following will step out of their pods:" "93A234, Adebisi." "97A622, Arif." "97S444, Said." "99P334, Pinkerton." "95B327, Bismilla." "85T612, Tyrell." "95W856, Wolfe." "And 88A578, Ahmed." "Get in line behind Officer Howell." "All right." "That's it." "Move it along." "Let's go." "Move it along." "What the fuck is going on?" "What do you mean?" "They're taking all the niggers." "All right, quiet." "I said, quiet." "Shut up now!" "For the past two weeks, we have been in 24-hour lockdown." "Now, I'm not gonna go into the specifics as to what caused this situation." "You know it." "I've brought you together to say this:" "When the lockdown ends depends on you." "It is my intention to put this prison back on a routine schedule." "But hear me good." "If there is one single incident of race-related violence," "I will lock you away again, black and white, 24/7, for the rest of your fucking lives." "See?" "All that shit you talk, and we ain't gonna do nothing?" "Be patient, Kenny." "I have a plan." "Is Glynn fucking crazy?" "This ain't over." "I know." "The niggers are up to something." "And so with order restored," "Warden Leo Glynn has ended the lockdown." "In a related story, the wife of inmate Hamid Khan has won a state Supreme Court ruling to have her husband removed from life support." "Khan, who was serving a ten-year sentence for aggravated assault, went into a coma after being hit in the head during a prison boxing match." "McManus wants to see you." "The family's in with Khan now, saying their final farewells." "They've asked that you say a prayer over the body just before the end." "Bearing in mind everything that happened between Khan and I I'm honoured they asked for me." "With brother Khan gone, we'll need someone to lead us." "I bet I know who you have in mind." "Yourself." "Yes." "But I need to know, Said." "Will you oppose me?" "No, Arif." "I've lost the taste." " The taste?" " For power." "I hope you use yours more wisely than I did." "Let's go." "The man I hit." "Is he getting better?" "Yeah, he'll be fucking fine in about ten minutes." "Now go to sleep, Cyril." "Now." "O Allah, forgive him and have mercy upon him." "Give him peace and pardon him." " What do you want?" " You killed me, Cyril." "I didn't mean to." "Then what about him?" "Who's that?" "It's Preston Nathan, Gloria's husband." "We're never gonna leave you, Cyril." "We're gonna be right here inside your head forever." "For all eternity." "Cyril, Cyril." "Hey, hey, hey." "Wake up, wake up." "It's okay." "My brother Cyril, you know, he keeps on having those terrible nightmares." "The Valium is not helping him to sleep?" "No." "I mean, we gotta try something else." "As I said before, the nightmares are rooted in his guilt for causing those deaths." "Yeah." "And the cure for your brother is to alleviate his guilt." "And in the case of Hamid Khan, I'm not even sure that's possible." "However, with Gloria Nathan's husband..." "I'll do anything." "Anything." "You heard about the interaction program I started." "Victims and/or victims' families sit down with the person who hurt them and talk." " Talk about what?" " Their feelings, their anger." "Whatever." "And the guilty person gets a chance to express remorse." "Yeah, okay." "Yeah, sign Cyril up for that programme thing." " Wait a minute." "Both of you." " What?" "I am not about to ask Gloria and Preston's parents to join us unless you both participate." "Hey, I got no problem with that." "No." "Absolutely not." "I can't even be in the same room with the O'Reily brothers." "Makes my skin crawl." "This is a chance to put the past to rest." "I could give a shit about Cyril O'Reily sleeping better." "I'll quadruple his dosage of Valium, maybe he'll sleep permanently." "Gloria, this is not about Cyril, and you know it." "This could give Preston's mom and dad a chance to have closure." "You could have closure." "Closure?" "People always think I'm a nurse." "No matter how many times they hear me referred to as Dr. Nathan, they call out to me, "Hey, nurse."" "Now, I don't know if that's because I'm a woman or a Latina." "Maybe I'm just too goddamn nice to be a doctor." "Does this mean you'll do it?" "It means I'm not taking shit from anyone anymore." "Damn." "Hey." "Sister P, hey." " What did Gloria say?" " She says no, Ryan." "I'm sorry." "Maybe in time she'll change her mind." "Yeah, but what about Cyril?" "I mean, come on." "I guess we increase his dosage." "What?" "Ryan." " What happened?" " O'Reily cut himself." "There you go." " Now, how's that feel?" " Tight." " You rest here for a while." " Yeah." "You know, I asked Said to tell me about last night." "About Hamid Khan's death." "Said told me that he wrapped Khan's body in a clean white cloth, and then added perfume and prayed and..." "O'Reily, you don't care about Hamid Khan." "No, I do." "I don't know." "I just wanted to make sure the fucking thing got done right." "Hey, my brother won that fight fair and square." "Congratulations, America." "This year, the prison population has reached an all-time high." "Two million." "Two million people are, what do you call it, incarcerated." "Two fucking million." "That's the population of Vienna." "That's the population of Houston, Texas." "The U.S. Of A. Has 5 percent of the world's population, yet it has 25 percent of the world's prisoners." "Bevilaqua." "Alvarez." "Giles." "McCollum." "Fuck me." "Command, this is C-11." "We have a 74, cell 23." "What's going on?" " What happened?" " What the fuck happened?" "What happened?" "Is he dead?" "Yeah, but Christ almighty, look at his arms and legs." " All chewed up." " He ate himself." "That's disgusting." "Yeah, I'm gonna be filling out paperwork for a month." "Goddamn piece of shit." "The ME has ruled McCollum's death as suicide." "He bit into his skin, chewing off chunks of muscle over the course of a week or so, causing himself to bleed out." "Sweet Jesus." " It's like a cannibal." " Cannibal eats somebody else's flesh." "So, what do you call a guy who eats his own flesh?" "Inventive." "How he did it is not as important as what he did." "This is the third suicide we've had in solitary in two years." "Not to mention Alvarez's almost successful attempt." "What's your point?" "We've gotta do something about the conditions." "Conditions?" "It's solitary, for chrissake." "What do you want us to do, serve high fucking tea?" "There's no reason to talk like that." "No reason for the attitude." "I'm sorry." "I wish life in solitary was all peaceful and rosy like it is in Emerald City." "But we get the dead-enders you other units can't handle." "I agree with Claire." "The only way to deal with these types of criminals is to sit on them." "You'll get no arguments out of me." "But I think there is a compromise." "Let's hear it." "A lot of other maxes, they give the dinks in solitary one hour rec time every day or so." " Very controlled." " That's right." "So if they get a chance to walk around, they have more incentive to behave." "It's worth a try." "As long as it's my ass on the line, any of you wanna volunteer to serve as escort?" "Okay, Claire, enough." "Like Gloria says, it's worth a try." "Bevilaqua." "Prisoner number 99B521, Louis Bevilaqua." "Convicted April 2nd, 1999." "Murder in the second degree, illegal possession of a firearm." "Sentence, 25 years." "Up for parole in 12." "Hey, Alvarez, why you in solitary?" "This time?" "It's for killing Carlo Ricardo." "Carlo's dead?" "You killed him?" "Yeah, well, I had to." "El Cid sent him here to airhole me, bro." "Carlo was my cousin." "You're supposed to be exercising your legs, not your mouths." "Shut the fuck up." "Bevilaqua says he just found out Alvarez killed Carlo." "Bevilaqua wants to know, man, if you want him to finish the job on Alvarez." "Tell him yes." "Tell him I want this apinga dead already." "Alvarez." "Bevilaqua." "Hey, Aqua Man." "I got a funny story to tell you, bro." "You know, Glynn started giving me a hassle about who raped his daughter, so he put me in solitary." "I told him Carlo did it." " Carlo wasn't there." " Yeah, I know." "What do you think will happen when Glynn finds out you raped his kid?" "Command, this is C-11." "We need backup in the gymnasium now." "I repeat, backup in the gymnasium." "Bevilaqua's dead." " What about Alvarez?" " Intensive care." " Is he gonna live?" " Unfortunately." " I hope this puts an end to rec time." " Yeah." "But I'm also transferring you to another unit." " Because I was right?" " Open the goddamn door." "Peter." "Peter Marie." "Yeah, that's right." "William, why?" "I, little shaver." "Cookie jar." "Mama mad." "George Washington, cherry tree." "Chop, chop." "So you told your mother the truth about stealing the cookies?" "Chocolate chip." "But what has that got to do with your attacking Bevilaqua and Alvarez?" "Liars, liars." "I kill, but never lie." "Never, ever lie." "Fucking Alvarez, man." "He's got more lives than a cat." " Yo, man, he still alive?" " Barely." "In the hospital ward." "Well, you make sure that fucking scumbag don't make it out of there, okay, pendejo?" "Hey, this one's for me." "Shit." "What's that?" " Your sons?" " Yeah." "Cousin of mine sent it." "She heard about Andrew." "Hard to get over losing a kid." "Makes me miss my other son, Hank, that much more." "You haven't heard from him, right?" "Not since I came to Oz." "When they're this young, all you see are the possibilities." "Let's go." "Oh, time to renew my subscription to TV Guide." "Hey, Beecher, this one's for you." "It's empty." "Yeah." "We had to confiscate the contents." "A letter from my grandmother?" "What could've possibly been in here that you'd have to confiscate?" "Well, if I told you, then you'd know." "Hello, Tobias." " Father M." " Is Pete around?" "No." "She went into town to see her psychiatrist." "She's seeing a psychiatrist?" "Yeah." "Ever since she started thinking about not being a nun." " I thought you knew." " No." "Well, it's really none of my business." "How are you doing, Tobias?" "You know." "Yeah." "Any more trouble with Vern Schillinger?" "Well, there's always gonna be trouble." "At least until one of us ends up in the morgue." "Oh, now, I don't believe that." "I know that the two of you caused each other massive amounts of pain over the years, but there's gotta be a way to call a truce." "You gotta forgive Schillinger." "I tried that, and I ended up bleeding internally." "If it wasn't for Chris Keller, I'd be dead." "How'd you let him know you forgave him?" "What do you mean, how?" "I told him to his face." "Well, maybe this time, you don't tell him." "Maybe this time, he just knows." "So any ideas?" "You must do something absolutely extraordinary for Schillinger." "But you must never tell him that you did it." "Well, then how's he gonna know?" "Oh, these things have a way of revealing themselves." "But when Schillinger does find out, he'll see your gesture for exactly what it is." "An act of kindness, reconciliation." " This is bullshit." " Chris." "No." "You're not doing anything." "You got that?" "What, are you giving me an order?" "Fuck, yes." " Hello, Dad." " Toby." "Oh, God, son, you look terrific." "Well, better than the last time you were here, huh?" "I've put some more money in your account." " Thank you." " Not much else I can do, is there?" "Well, actually, Dad, there is." "One of the other prisoners, Vern Schillinger, had two sons." "His oldest, Andrew, was..." "Died recently." "The other, Hank, well, Vern's lost track of him." "They're estranged." "I was hoping one of the Pls from the law firm could do some digging." "You want to locate the boy." "This is all the information I've been able to pull together so far." "Well, I'll put Swannie on this." "He's the best private investigator we have." " Thank you, Dad." " Toby, I'm very proud of you." "Proud?" "Well, here you are, living in hell, with your own problems, and you're trying to help a fellow inmate to reunite with his last surviving son." "You are a remarkable human being." "Yeah." "I'm remarkable, all right." "Hey." " How was Daddy?" " Good." "Great." "You smell sexy." "It's my father's aftershave." "Hey, don't." " Why?" " I need to talk to you." "So, what's so fucking important?" "Look..." "I know how you'll react." "Jesus, what?" "I asked my father to locate Schillinger's other son." "We discussed this." " Yeah." " Yeah, we agreed..." "No." "We didn't agree." "So now, all of a sudden, you wanna help that fuck Schillinger?" "No, I wanna help us." "You and me." "I wanna stop living every fucking day in fear." "Hey, that's what being alive is all about, pal." "It doesn't have to be." "Chris, sometimes, most times I wish I could wipe away the past." "I wish I could wipe away everything I've done, everything I've said that hurt the people I love." "I wish I could look at people and not see all the hurt they caused me." "And maybe, maybe, this is the way to start making that wish come true." "Are you listening to yourself, man?" "What are you, Tinker Bell?" "You wishing upon a star?" "I'm partially responsible for Andrew Schillinger's death." "I need to atone for that." "So should you." "You know what?" "Oz didn't make you a bitch." "You were born one." "Yeah." "Okay." "Come here." "Oh, shit." "Motherfucker, I'll kill you!" "You're fucking dead!" "Come on, Keller." " Let's go, Beecher." " Come on, you bitch!" " Who started it?" " I fucking started it." " Take him to the hole." " I'm nobody's bitch." "Nobody's fucking bitch, you cunt." " Party's over, guys, break it up." " Nobody's bitch!" "I'm nobody's bitch." "Now, most citizens would say, "Two million inmates?" "I got no problem with that, because crime is down."" "But California, which increased its prison population at a much higher rate than, say, New York, had a smaller drop in crime." "Cause and effect?" "I don't think so." "Shirley Bellinger, who sat on death row for a year awaiting execution for the murder of her young daughter, will be returning to Oswald State Correctional Facility today." "Bellinger's death sentence had been commuted when she became pregnant while serving time." "But after she miscarried under suspicious circumstances," "Governor Devlin revoked his decision." "Here you go, Shirley." "Well, can't I have my old cell back?" "As you can see, it's occupied." "Well, maybe he'd switch with me." "Would you switch with me?" " Sorry, sister." "I'm all spread out." " I'll make it worth your while." "Honey, there's nothing you've got that I want." "You'd be surprised." "Get inside." "How do you do?" "My name's Shirley." "What's yours?" "Suck my dick, you fucking cunt." "Well, that's not polite." "How about you?" "You got a kind word for a stranger?" "Yeah." "Moses Deyell." "Moses?" "Well, maybe you can lead us out of Egypt to the Promised Land." "I wouldn't count on it." "How'd you end up here?" "Prisoner number 00D718, Moses Deyell." "Convicted February 3rd, 2000, on two counts of murder in the first degree." "Sentence, death." " She was cheating on you?" " Yeah." " With her husband." " They were married?" "Bitch told me they was through." "I don't fuck with another man's wife." "I got principles." "Oh, I love a man with principles." "You know, when I was first elected governor, crime was out of control." "But we went to work, fighting for three strikes and you're out..." "That bastard's running for another term, after all the crap he's pulled." " I'm voting for him." " What?" "Why?" "Things are better now than they were four years ago." "Better for who?" "Not for us." "Well, in general." "Life has improved across the state since Devlin took office." "The economy's up, crime is down." " You'd actually vote for that asshole?" " Yes." "You can't vote." "You were convicted of a felony." "You are no longer eligible to vote." " Really?" " Really." "Well, that's okay." "I never used to vote anyway." "Let's finish the job." "The courage to lead." "James Devlin, governor." " Welcome." " Thanks for seeing me." "I get a call that the governor's campaign manager wants to chat," "I'm intrigued." "Please, have a seat." "You'll find that I'm not the type to dance around." "Frank Feeley won't be running for re-election as lieutenant governor." "We haven't announced this yet to the press, but he has cancer." " Throat cancer." " Pity." "I know." "He was a great draw for the upstate vote." "Governor Devlin has asked me to make a shortlist of people to replace Frank on the ticket." "I'd like to add your name to the list." "Me?" "Run with Devlin?" "I know that you and the governor have had your differences in the past, but I also know you're as conservative as he is on most issues." "This wouldn't have anything to do with Alvah Case announcing he's running against Devlin?" "Well, I'll be honest." "Sure." "This administration's reputation with the African-American community is a bit tarnished." "But deeper than that," "I think you'd make a great lieutenant governor." "You offering me this?" "No." "You're on the list." "The convention is two months away." "You'd need to increase your public profile." " How?" " Well, that's what I'm here for." "To walk you through the steps." "I'm glad you're interested, Leo." "I haven't said that I am." "Oh, yes, you have." "Hey, Andrea." "McManus." "What brings you downtown from Emerald City?" " Well, listen, have you seen Diane?" " No." "Wasn't she due back from vacation today?" "Yeah, but she didn't show up for her shift, so they asked me to stay." "Which is a royal pain in my ass, because I think I got the flu." "Oh, yeah." "Well, look, don't breathe on me." " I can't afford to get sick." " And I can?" "Please." "I got three kids, my husband's been puking for the past two days." "Oh, shit." "Listen, if you hear from Diane, will you please tell her to call me?" " Sure." " And feel better." "I've been thinking, or feeling..." "I know I've been all over the place and back with this thing, but maybe we could try it again." "Together." " You busy?" " No, no, no, come on in." " What's the problem?" " No problem." "Hey, I just got off the phone with Diane." "Yeah?" "Where is she?" "Well, she's still in London." "I just called her hotel." "They said she checked out." " Yeah." "Tim..." " You know, her two weeks are up." "What...?" "She was supposed to come back to work today." "What's she still doing in London?" "Well, you know, she and Dee Dee were standing in front of Buckingham Palace, and she got into a conversation with a guard." " I thought they didn't talk." " He was on a break." "Anyway, one thing led to another and..." "They're going to get married." "Right." "I'm serious." " She's getting married?" " Yeah." "To a bobby?" "No, no, not a bobby, Tim." "He's a guard." "He guards the queen." "Yeah, well, then I can see how they've got a lot in fucking common!" "Oh, fuck." "Jesus fucking Christ." " Did she leave a number?" " She doesn't want to talk to you." "Yeah?" "Well, I got a hell of a lot I wanna say to her." "Which is why she doesn't wanna talk to you." "She really feels very badly." "Oh, really?" "Now, listen, Tim, Diane Wittlesey has not had an easy life." "Poverty, spousal abuse, single motherhood." "Her mom dying after a very long illness." "And just now, on the phone, her voice, she sounded so happy." "Happy?" "Sure." "If you need to talk..." "What I need is a drink." " Tim..." " Don't worry, Sister." "This is what guys who've been dumped do in order to move on." "Cheerio." "Adebisi, you still got the gun?" "Lower your voice." " You still got it?" " Yes." " When you gonna use it?" " I'm not." "What the fuck is the point of having a gun if you don't use the shit?" "If I use the gun, I end up in the hole, solitary or death row." "No, our goal was to get rid of McManus, remember?" "To have a black man running Emerald City." "Yeah, like you can make that happen." "I can, depending on who I get to shoot the gun." " And who gets shot." " I don't understand, man." "Of course you don't, Kenny." "Of course you don't." "All right, time to go back to your cages." "Line up." "And you said you was gonna get me, Poet and Pierce sent back to Em City." " What's up with that?" " I will." "When?" "Patience, Kenny." "Patience." "Patience." "Man, that's all you ever say, is patience, patience." "I got too much time in this motherfucker to be patient." " No, I won't do it." " Why?" "Look, Wangler accused me of sexually harassing him." "I don't want him anywhere near me." "Look, Wangler admitted he exaggerated his claim." "Exaggerated?" "Look, Tim." "Adebisi came to me requesting that Wangler, Poet and Pierce get transferred back to your unit." "Now, I'm trying to put a lid on the racial tension, and if giving Adebisi this one small thing helps do that," "I don't see what your problem is." "If you say no, I'll transfer them anyway." "Fine." "Hey, brother." "What's happening?" " What's up?" " Hey." " What's up?" " Yo, baby." "Same old shit." "What's up, baby?" "Welcome home." "Yo, let me see the gun." "Let me see the gun." "Damn." "Let me hold it." "Let me hold that piece." "Come and get it." "You three have been chosen to do your time in an experimental unit we call Emerald City." "In Emerald City, you're given a lot more leeway than the rest of Oz." "But the leeway has a price." "We got rules." "There's no yelling, no fighting, no fucking." "You're expected to keep your cells and the common areas pristine." "You obey the rules, we get along fine." "You don't, we drop-kick your ass to gen pop." "Now, these guys gonna be your sponsors." "Help you acclimate to your new life." "Augustus Hill, that's Desmond Mobay." "Chucky Pancamo, that's Ralph Galino." "And Guillaume Tarrant, that's Jaz Hoyt." "You gotta be kidding me, man." "Yo, I'm gonna keep them shoes right there." "Where you from, man, Jamaica?" "Yes." " How long you been in the States?" " Six months." "What got you sucked into Oz?" "Are you writing my life story?" " I don't know you." " Man said, my name is Ralph Galino." "I don't know you or where the fuck you came from." "Well, I'm a contractor." "I built a housing complex that collapsed, killed two people." "But it wasn't my fault." "So you're not connected." "Connected?" "You mean?" " Anybody got their arm around you?" " Oh, God, no." "Till this little brouhaha, I never even got a parking ticket." "Oh, yeah?" "No offence, Mr. Pancamo, but not every Italian-American is Mobbed up." "Is that so?" "Yeah, most of us live normal, law-abiding lives." "The guido gangster is an ugly and unfair stereotype." "So who is he?" "Just another fucking asshole." "Yo!" " You got money?" " Yeah." "Give it to me." "Fucking pussy." "Everybody in Oz has a job, which can range from maintenance to food service to machinery." "You have secretarial skills, so the warden has requested that you work in his office." "Okay." "You also have a history of drug abuse." "History." "I'm done with drugs." "Just in case, I'm gonna have you take part in our rehab sessions, at least for a few weeks." "You keep your nose clean, both figuratively and literally, and we'll get along." "Go see the warden." "Next." "Yeah?" "Warden, this is Desmond Mobay." "Okay." "You can leave him, Armstrong." "Yes, sir." " Detective Basil." " Hello, warden." "Have a seat." " Nice little prison you run here." " Little?" "Oz is the largest correctional facility in the state." "And yet the place feels so intimate, so friendly." "I have to tell you, the drug problem here is substantial, but I'm not sure how effective an undercover operation will be." "Several years ago, we had another narcotics detective come in." " Paul Markstram." " Yeah." "I knew Paul." "He was a good man." "Then you also know he was executed." "Hung by the neck." "Those are the risks." "Well, I intend to keep a close eye on you." "That's why I wanted you working here in the office." " I wanna be updated constantly." " No problem." "All right." "Let me show you your desk." "The place might be a mess." "My last secretary left in kind of a hurry." "Very nice." "I can use this to e-mail Lieutenant Schmand and my partner." "By the way, I type 85 words a minute." "Shit, I might hire you as my secretary for real." "I don't make this bust, I'll need the job." "My lieutenant, he wants results." "What's your first step?" "Making good friends with the bad guys." "Yo, mon." "How's it going?" "Some cultural reading, eh?" "What, all of a sudden you wanna be my yaga yaga?" "I asked around." "People say you're cool." "Do they?" "They also say you know where a man can get some relief." "Some relief or some reefer?" "Same thing." "Though I could use something stronger." "Well, whoever you were jawing with, they're misinformed." "I don't do drugs." " No?" " No." "Not no more, no." "So who do I talk to?" "Just stand still." "They'll come to you." "Hi, honey, it's me." "How am I doing?" "How the fuck you think I'm doing?" "Listen, call Damboise, tell him to get his ass in gear." "I want that appeal signed and sealed." "I gotta get out of here." "I love you too, babe." "All right, bye." " What do you want?" " Permit me to introduce myself." "Nikolai Petrovich Stanislofsky." " Okay." "What do you want?" " That cell phone." "How did you get it into Oz?" "My brother brought it to me." "Why?" "They're not allowed." "Really?" "No one mentioned that." "The prison, they want us to use the pay phones." "First, because they monitor calls randomly." "And second, because the state gets a cut from the phone company of all the long-distance calls we make." "Shit, I guess I better turn it in." "I don't need any more trouble than I already got." "You know, if you like, I will take care of it for you." "I can say I found the cell phone, and no one will be the wiser." "It's up to you." "Thank you." " What's your name?" " Nikolai." "Ralph." " I owe you one." " No." "No problem." "I better take the charger too." "Prisoner number 00T416, Guillaume Tarrant." "Convicted January 2nd, 2000." "Destruction of private property, concealment of a deadly weapon." "Sentence, ten years." "Up for parole in three." "Yo." "What's up, yo?" "Welcome to Em City." "Nice shoes." "Your mother give you those before they shipped you off to summer camp and shit?" "Leave me alone." "What kind of accent is that?" "Where you from?" "Leave me alone." "Yo, man, I'm just trying to start a conversation, dog." "I'm just being friendly and shit." "Where you going, huh?" "What are you doing?" "Yo, sit your ugly white ass back down." "Check this." "Your shoes, offer them to me." " What?" " Offer them to me." "Do it." "Would you take my shoes?" "Louder." " Would you take my shoes?" " Louder, motherfucker, louder." " Louder." " Louder, louder." " Take my shoes, please!" " Louder." "Oh, damn, cool." "A gift for me?" "Word, man." "Let me have them." "I'd love to take them shits, come on." "Let me see these." "Oh, these the real deals." "My size and everything." "Hook me up." "Yo, for real." "Thank you." "All right, damn." "Good looking, coz." "One love." "Keep it easy, all right?" " Take it easy." " Stay up, all right?" "And then he took them." "Here you go, blow your nose." "Look, Guillaume, here's the problem." "If I go to Wangler and tell him what you just told me, he's gonna deny it." "His word against yours." "Only, he's got Poet and Pierce to back him up." "What you need is evidence or a witness." "He's wearing the shoes." "That's evidence." "But then you have to find somebody that says that they saw you wearing the shoes earlier." "Can you do that?" "No." "See, any witness I find is gonna say that they heard you offer the shoes to Wangler." " So, what do I do now?" " Call your family." "Have them send you another pair of shoes." "Wangler will just steal those too." "Probably." "Look." "I don't like those three being around here any more than you do." "So if you ever see or hear anything I can use to hang their balls out to dry, let me know." "And in the meantime, go to the infirmary, tell them I sent you, get a pair of slippers, that'll tide you over until..." "Yo, Frenchie." "How about a game of one-on-one?" "Me and you." "No, thanks." " I'm not asking you." " Word." "Here." "That's what we say." "Like that, baby." " It must be the shoes, baby." " It must be the shoes." "Good game." "Hey, McManus." "I got no time for you today, O'Reily." "Hey, you ought to transfer Frenchie out of Em City, man." "Hey, since when do you tell me who lives here and who doesn't?" "You don't do something, there's gonna be trouble." "Yeah?" "Thank you for the advice." "Hey." "Oh, man." "I heard what those niggers did to you." "Go away." "Hey." "This is for you." " Marijuana?" " Yeah, plus a little something extra." "We call it a duster." "Wait, no." "Why don't you wait a few minutes?" "If the hacks see you, they're gonna eat your ass for lunch, so..." "All right." "Look, life in Oz, it sucks." "But the only way for you to survive is to teach Wangler and his crew that they can't bully you around like this." "How?" "How do I do that?" "Well, I don't know." "But if an opportunity presents itself, grab it, because you're not gonna get a second chance." "The scariest part is all those criminals that were locked into all those prisons in the '80s, you know, the good old Reagan years, all those criminals, their sentences are up." "Those bad men, who are more dangerous now than when they went in, they're getting out." "And coming to dark street corners near you." "Lights out!" "Beecher." " Who are you?" " Tarrant." "Guillaume Tarrant." "You the guy destroyed that statue?" "Fucking sicko bastard." "Damn." "Your mom work quick." " She sent your shits air mail?" " Get the fuck away from me." "Tough talk." "You know, you shouldn't swear." "Your mama be PO'd." "I'm warning you to back off." "What the fuck, son?" "You trying to get tough now, huh?" " What you gonna do, huh?" " Word, dude." "You ain't..." " Stay down, stay down, stay down." " Where are the guards?" "Oh, goddamn it!" "Fuck." "Come on, put the gun down." "There's no way out." "Put the gun down." "There's no way out."