"Obituaries." "A man or a woman lives their entire life." "They work and love and dream and laugh and cry." "Then they die." "And then somebody who they don't even know, who's never met them once," "boils their entire life down to a paragraph or two in a local newspaper." "That's only if they achieved something, something that the editor thinks is important." "Now, if they're real movers, real shakers, maybe they get two columns." "Maybe they get a photo from 1974." "And if they've achieved nothing, they get buried at the bottom of the page, or ignored completely." "The Homicide Unit has finished its investigation." "Guillaume Tarrant shot seven people before killing himself." "Four people are dead:" "Officer Joseph Howard and prisoners Lou Rath," "Junior Pierce and Kenny Wangler." "What's the status of the other three inmates," "Keller, Cyran and Ahmed?" "They're all at Benchley Memorial." "Cyran and Ahmed had superficial wounds." "They should be back today." "But Keller had internal damage." "He'll be in the hospital a while." "You know, I keep asking myself, how did that fucking gun get in Oz?" "I don't know, Murphy, but I'm sure as Christ gonna find out." "We don't know where the gun came from." "Why are you asking us?" "That was a white man's finger on the trigger." "I'm talking to everyone." "Whether you find out the truth or not, one thing is clear." "Emerald City is out of control." "McManus must go." "You telling me who to hire and who to fire, Adebisi?" "Just pointing out reality." "McManus was lax." "Ultimately, the responsibility is his." "And you'd better act fast, the press wants answers." "The public wants someone to blame." "Thank you for your concern." "You two were very chummy in there." "Rare to find you in such agreement." "So you are saying you don't want McManus to be fired?" "Zahir, what is going on?" "What do you care?" "You lost the taste for power." "Isn't that what you said?" " Yeah." " Then you're out of this." "You're getting to the shape, the way, the wisdom, the which, the will to treat, to try, to trip." " You can memorialize in hacks," " Shut the fuck up already." "But my brothers, they on their backs in court." " It's like roaches" " Knock it off." " After another fucking Raid sweeping." " Come on, man, enough." "Back of the thigh, the glimmer in the eye." "Pity the way she treat me, I try to keep living." "Poet, enough." " Stupid-ass motherfucker." " Get the fuck away from me, man." "You know, Bricks and Junior is dead." " They dead." " And you and me are alive." "They had no heart, Adebisi." "I have a heart." "I have a heart of a lion." "Instead of crying for Kenny and Junior, help me revenge them." "Revenge against who, Adebisi?" "You even seen Tarrant greased himself." "Don't you see?" "Against them." "All of those white bastards." "Wasn't no fucking white bastard that poured hot soup on my face, scarring my skin." "That was you." "That was you." "Yeah, that was then, this is now." "If you'd been standing one inch to the left when the shooting started, you'd be dead and Kenny Wangler would be my new best friend." "Yo, brother, shit's going down." "Yeah, but what?" "We're on the outside, nose against the glass." "Yeah, not for long, brother." "Fucking hacks wanted to know how Frenchie got the gun." "And you know who did?" "Fucking cocola, man." "Adebisi." "I saw him with the gun the day before the shooting." "Does Adebisi know you know?" "Not yet." "Problem is he gonna find out soon enough." "Integrity." "It's what sets real leaders apart from typical politicians." "One man running for governor has real integrity." "Alvah Case." "Activist lawyer, law school dean, state bar president." "Nobody questions his integrity." "So after the riots at Oswald Prison, to whom did even James Devlin turn to sort it out?" "That's right." "Wendy." " McManus has to go." " Seems to be the mantra of the week." "Have you seen the Trib?" "Front page, above the fold." ""Prison shooting leaves four dead."" " And two op-ed pieces." " I can handle a little negative press." "Not if you wanna be lieutenant governor." "You need a scapegoat." "You have to fire McManus." "Now's not the time." "He's screwed things up from the get-go." "Have you forgotten the riot?" "The riot was not Tim's fault." "This entire history of Emerald City has been a disaster." "He's a weak, limp-wristed liberal and you gotta toss him out with the other garbage." "Here's your mail." "You're welcome." "Dear Tim, I know by now that Sister Pete has given you the news that I'm not coming back to Oz." "This all must seem unreal to you." "It sure as hell does to me." "When I left two weeks ago on vacation," "I never dreamed that my entire life could turn around so far, so fast." "I never dreamed I'd meet a man like Cary." "So loving, so understanding..." "I've been asked to pick one staff member to serve as part of a state delegation that's going to South Africa for a discussion of human-rights issues." "That group will visit the Pretoria Prison, the Zonderwater Prison, as well as go on a safari." "Sorry." "Leo, I just wanna talk for one minute, okay?" " We're in the middle of something." " Yeah, just one minute about Officer Howard's memorial service." "You know, it's important, goddamn it, because the man was killed right in front of me." "All right, go ahead." "Okay, I think that we should videotape the ceremony so that when his grandkids get older, they can watch it." "Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine down upon him." "And now Tim McManus would like to say a few words." "Tim?" "Joe loved to bet on the horses." "And so in honour of him, I would like to..." "Camptown ladies sing this song Doo-dah, doo-dah" "Camptown racetrack's five miles long Oh, doo-dah day" "Gonna run all night Gonna run all day" "Bet my money on a bobtail nag Somebody bet on the bay" "Come in." "Leo, we wanna talk about Tim." "I have had all the discussion about Tim McManus I'm gonna have." " He's clearly in distress." " Yes." " He needs help." " That's what I told him." " You've seen him?" " We've been looking." " He just left." " Well, where'd he go?" "I have no idea." "All right, we'll try him at home tonight." " If not, we'll see him here tomorrow." " Right." " I don't think so." " Why not?" "I just fired him." "Good night." "I saw this obituary once of a guy I knew." "And the newspaper had misspelled his name." "They misspelled his goddamn, motherfucking name." "And that's it." "It ain't no going back." "It's not like they gonna get his name right the next time he dies." "No." "That edition of the newspaper is going in the archives." "And this guy I know, his name, which is probably the thing he's proudest of in life, it's gonna be wrong." "Forever and ever." "All right, everybody listen up." "Last night, Tim McManus resigned as unit manager of Emerald City." "Yeah!" " All right." " All right, man, huh?" "All right, quiet down." "Until the new unit manager is named, the warden has asked me to temporarily take over McManus' duties." "Hear this:" "Nothing, and I mean nothing, is gonna change." "Yeah, that's what you think." "All right, that's it." "Officer Murphy, have you heard the latest on Chris Keller?" "Haven't heard anything new." "Could you call and check on his status?" "Beecher, we had a major incident here, all right?" "Now we lose Tim McManus." "Your boyfriend's health ain't a priority for me." "Please?" "Go away." "I asked my father to locate Schillinger's other son." "Oz didn't make you a bitch." "You were born one." "Yeah, okay." "Come here." "You were tormented in your role in the death of Andrew Schillinger." "You were looking, you came to me." "You asked for guidance in the ways of Islam." "You found comfort, peace of mind, in the arms of Allah." "But you have this thing between you and Keller." "Homosexual acts are blasphemy." "I know that." "I don't wanna love him, Kareem, but I do." "And as for Allah, I'll take my chances with him when the time comes." "Hey, Beecher." "Sorry about what happened to your little butt-buddy." "Knowing that cunt, he's probably fucked half his nurses and a couple of orderlies by now." "Hope he doesn't come back to you with any of them staph infections." " Hey, Toby." " Hey, Dad." "Good news." "We found Hank Schillinger, by the way." "Oh, Jesus, that was fast." "Well, I told you, Swannie's the best." "And if you turn over the right rock, you'll find a worm." "Meaning?" "Hank Schillinger's one screwed-up kid." "Swannie said he's a drug addict, he's a petty thief." "He pimped his girlfriend." "Well, how long before he'll come and visit Schillinger?" "Well, there's one slight complication." "The boy says he won't come unless he gets paid." "Paid?" "How much?" "I don't know." "Probably what it'll cost to get him his next high." "Make the deal." " Toby..." " Make the deal, Dad." "Vern." "What the hell...?" "Sorry, heck do you want?" "You have a visitor." "What, suddenly you're my appointments secretary?" "Hank is here." "Hank?" "My Hank?" "Your father's on his way." "So when do I get the other half of the money?" "When you're done." "Cool." "So bring him up." "How long is this gonna take?" "Because I gotta meet somebody." "Dude." "You look awesome." "Hello, son." "Skinny as shit." " They don't feed you in here?" " God..." "Oh, God, good to see you." "Yeah." "Let me look at you." "Well..." "How you doing?" "I mean, about Andrew." "I miss him." "But before he got clipped, we weren't hanging as much together." "All the freaks he'd be with, dragging a nigger from the back of a truck." "What is that shit?" "Well, go on, sit down." "So much I wanna talk to you about." "Well, I'd love that, but, I mean, I gotta bolt." "Hank, you just got here." "Hank." "You know, fuck it." "I got time." "I mean, you're my daddy, right?" "How'd it go?" "Well, it started out kind of bizarre." " But Hank eventually settled down." " And Schillinger?" "You know I've actually never seen him happy?" "But that's what he seems to be." "He asked Hank to come back, Hank said yes." "But whether he shows up is anybody's guess." "Well, I'll make sure he does." "You know, the most startling thing for me is how much Schillinger truly loves this kid." " Father?" " Yeah?" "Have you ever loved anybody too much?" "Of course." "You're not allowed." "I mean, the celibacy thing." "I guess my question is, is it wrong to love somebody too much?" "Well, I guess that depends on how the love manifests itself." "And the answer to your first question is yes, I have." "You gotta pity the guy who had one thing go wrong in his whole life." "I mean, other than that one thing that got fucked up, he led a good, average life." "But some incident or other, some bad decision or bad behaviour, which maybe gained him a moment of notoriety, that'll be the headline in his obit when he dies." "You know, like Charles Van Doren, the quiz-show scandal." "No matter what else he's done, that's how he'll be remembered, forever and ever." "Sorry." " She yours?" " My girlfriend." "Oh, yeah?" "My wife." "The lieutenant wants an update." "He wants to know when he's gonna see some arrests." "This shooting has brought everything to a complete standstill." "Two of the guys who were my initial drug connections got killed." "Take it slow, partner." "I know, I know." "But I gotta tell you," "I don't wanna spend any more time in this place than I have to." "I miss my wife constantly." "Lately, I feel like I'm losing her." "Think she's sleeping with another guy?" "No, I'm just becoming less and less important to her." "She's filling in the space that I left." "That could never happen to Kina and me." "No?" "No." "We'll see." "Where's she from?" "D.C." "Really?" "What?" "No, she just..." "She looked familiar to me, I was trying to figure out from where." " How long she been in the city?" " Six months or so." "I definitely don't know her." "All right, man, all right." "Hey, Kina." "Did you ever have any run-ins with a guy named Augustus Hill?" "Yeah, I thought so." "He says he recognised you." "Well, I think, to be safe, you shouldn't come visit for a while." "You know, in Jamaica, I worked the line." " Yeah?" " Maybe you have a place for me." "So many of your men were killed." "Let me speak to some people." "Mr. Adebisi." "Nice island, Jamaica." "You've been?" "I ask the questions." "Understood." "How is Junior Numba doing?" "I know who he is, but we have never danced together." "Marco Surrey?" "Again, I know of him." "William Pouches?" "Him, I don't know at all." "That's because I made him up." "You know Harlem King?" "Barely." "Then who do you know who can vouch for you?" "Nesta Parks." "Nesta Parks?" "He's in Lardner." "Serving 15 years." "You can go now." "Give me a chance to prove myself." "Go." "Poet, contact Nesta Parks." "I want to hear stories about our new monkey." " So the trial starts today?" " Yes." "And I plan to go to court and be there every day until we get justice." "Oh, and you're certain that we will get justice." "I have a very good feeling about this." "I think we're gonna win." "I think the state and this prison and Devlin are gonna have to finally face the facts, after all these years." "They were responsible for the riot." "Well, they were responsible." "For all the inmates who were injured, and the men, like my brother, who died." "You're laughing at me?" "No, I'm not laughing at you." "I just remember the frightened little girl that you were, and I'm stunned." "And I'm very pleased at all the changes within you." "I wanna kiss you." "I wish we could." "You know what?" "Everything that I respect about you also really pisses me off." "Okay." "I've asked you all here today because, as co-plaintiffs," "I wanna give you an update on the lawsuit against the state." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "We saw that on the news." "When do we get our fucking money?" "As I have said, O'Reily, this is not about money." "This is about the state admitting culpability in the riot." "Excuse me." "Will each of us be testifying?" "I doubt it." "I have all of your depositions." "And our lawyer, Arnie Zelman, he believes that only one of us is necessary to plead our case in court." "And that someone would be you." "Yes." "I leave in an hour." "It's taken all these months for the trial to start." "How long before the jury reaches a verdict?" "I would say about a week." "Well, aren't we feeling optimistic." "Well, given the fact that I believe the American legal system to be inherently corrupt, unfair, chaotic..." "Oh, yes." "I'm feeling very optimistic." " Take it away." " Kareem." "No, I absolutely refuse." "Kareem, it's a new state-wide requirement." "Whenever a prisoner leaves a facility, he or she must put on an orange jumpsuit." "And if I wear that into court, how do you think the jury will see me?" "They will see me as a criminal." "And that is someone who is not to be believed." "You can't leave Oz without it." "Go to the Board of Prisons." "You get me a waiver." "I tried." "Then you sue the Board of Prisons." "And maybe Judge Dolloff will delay the proceedings, or maybe he won't." "Any case, the legal haggling's gonna eat up time." "I thought you wanted this trial over soon." "You know what I want?" "I want this trial done right." "Okay." "I'll file the proper motions." "Hey." " Hey." " Back so soon?" "Yeah." "There was a complication." "There always is with you." "What'd you mean by that?" "Well, you say you're not in this for the money." "I believe that." "You say you are in it for justice." "I think there's something else involved." "I think you want this case to fail." "If the jury rejects our lawsuit, then you'll be able to point with righteous indignation at a system that doesn't work." "But if we succeed, then what do you have?" "What can you rage against?" "So you'll do anything to find a complication." "I will not be made a slave to by the laws of this state, Beecher." "Yeah, well, that's where you and I are different." "Because I love the law." "Even though it didn't work in my favour and I ended up in here," "I thank God every night for the laws we have, because it keeps people like Adebisi and Hernandez and Schillinger away from my children." "You know what?" "I'm gonna tell Zelman that if he needs me to," "I'm gonna testify instead of you." "Beecher." "Beecher's testimony about physical abuse by guards at Oswald before and after the riot stunned the jury." " Beecher?" "How about that." " How is Beecher doing this?" "Beecher claims that even after the SORT team had gained control, prisoners were tortured." "This is Kevin Gersten, reporting from the courthouse." "You Mrs. Lazarus?" "Yes." "I got word someone was waiting to see me." "I'm sorry, do I know you?" "No." "Yes." "I was one of the jurors at your trial." "Oh, you came to make sure I was being punished?" "No, I..." "There is something that has been haunting me ever since you were convicted." " What?" "You think I'm innocent?" " Oh, I know you're guilty." "I know you killed that young man, cut off his head and tried to ship it Airborne Express." "That is what makes this whole thing so hard." "I am a Christian." "I know the difference between what is God's will and what isn't." "Everyone is owed a fair trial, and that means being judged without prejudice." "Lady, what are you jabbering about?" "At your trial, you were not judged without prejudice." "So then Mrs. Lazarus says after the jury got sequestered, one of the other jurors, a redneck motherfucker, announced to everybody:" ""This shouldn't take long." "This guy's a fag." "All fags should be dead."" "Then he proceeds to bully the rest of them, accusing anyone who wanted to discuss my case of being a fag." "Mrs. Lazarus says this juror got them all to vote guilty based solely on the fact that I'm gay." "Jesus." "What are you gonna do?" "I figure I got a shot of getting the guilty verdict overturned." "Maybe get a new trial." "Maybe get the fuck out of here." "Minister Said?" "May we talk?" "What is it that you and I could possibly have to talk about?" "Oh, you mean because I'm queer?" "And you Muslims consider homosexuality an abomination?" "Yes, there you have it." "Would you say you're prejudiced against me?" "No." "I pray every day for your kind to find their way to God." "Seems to me that makes you all the more prejudiced." "I mean, I'm not going around asking Allah to turn you into a faggot." "What is it that you want?" "Justice." "Shirley Bellinger's execution has been set for two weeks from Thursday." "Now, execution brings us a lot of undue attention from the media, from protestors." "Shirley is the first woman to be executed in this state since 18-something-or-other, so we're gonna eat more shit than usual." " Warden?" " Yeah, Lopresti." "If you're gonna have TV cameras up in death row, you might wanna think about having the place painted." "Okay, all right, I'll put somebody on it." "Anything else?" "Shirley." "Good morning, Officer Lopresti." "And who is this fine gentleman?" "Ralph Galino." "He's gonna paint your cell." "How do you do?" "Well, the truth be told, I'm a little pissed off." "On the outside, I was a contractor." "A housing complex I built collapsed, killed two people, but it wasn't my fault." "I used to supervise painters." "I never painted." "Somehow, the warden decided I was qualified." "Enough yapping." "Get to work." "Shirley, you can step out." " Step out?" " Yeah." "The warden decided you're free to roam around here till Galino's done." "Tell Mr. Glynn I'm much obliged." " Excuse me." "Sorry." "I'm so sorry." " No problem." "How are you today, Nat?" "Just fine, honey lamb." "What are you working on?" "New dress." "Fucking girlie queer bait." "Oh, that pierces me to the very bone." "Especially coming from a jizzball who murdered his family." "You murdered your family?" "Twice." "Prisoner number 97M573, Mark Miles." "Convicted July 10th, 1997." "Three counts of murder in the first degree." "Sentence, death." "You murdered two of your families?" "My, my, that makes me feel like a downright amateur." "Twenty years ago, I shot my wife and my son." "I pleaded insanity, served ten years in the Connolly Institute." " I was cured." " Fucking psychopath." "Well, that's the pot calling the kettle black, boy." " Hey, don't fucking call me boy." " Fuck you." "Gentlemen, please, no ruckus." "At least wait till I'm dead." "They set the date yet?" "Two weeks." " That don't fuck with your head?" " No." "After all the bullshit, the trial, the appeals, the miscarriage," "I'm ready to go." "I am ready to meet my maker." "Of course, whether he's ready for the likes of me is another story." "When you smile, you are a very attractive man." "For a nigger?" "I admit, I have had my prejudices." "But now that I am so close to the end, I see that all of us is the same." "Same needs, same desires." " Yo, Lopresti." " Hey, hey, hey, what's going on here?" "Just a little fraternization." "That is not on the goddamn programme." " Done." " Good." "Get inside." " Excuse me." " Careful of the fumes, might get high." "I'm looking forward to it." "Hey." "Hey, Pete, I was just gonna come find you." "Oh, yeah?" "I had dinner last night with Preston's parents." "It's been a while since I'd seen them." "Anyway, I mentioned your interaction programme." "Really?" "How'd they react?" "Patricia seemed more intrigued by the idea than Lars." "Would you like me to call them?" "Nope." "I convinced them to participate." "You?" "I always had a really good relationship with them, you know, even though Preston married outside of his religion, outside his tribe." "It's funny, during dinner, Patricia kept saying:" ""It's not like we blame you, Gloria."" "Which, of course, means that they do blame me for Preston's death." "Only, they're too Wasp to be confrontational." "And then I realised that I blame myself too." "Cyril, stop that." "Put that down." " Sorry." " That's okay." "Cyril, you do understand that you may have to talk to the mother and father and wife of the man you killed?" "Yes." "Dr. Nathan." "I like her." "When you meet them, do you know what you might want to say?" "That..." "That I wanna be their friend." "Ryan, how about you?" " What do you wanna say?" " Hey, we're not here for me." "We're here to cure him of those nightmares." "No, no, no." "We're here to help you too." "I think you might wanna talk about getting diagnosed for breast cancer." "About how frightening that was." "How kind Gloria was." "And how you developed feelings for her, and how that led to you having Cyril murder Preston." "I still love her." "I do." "And that ain't never gonna go away." "Fuck." "I don't understand why it's still bleeding." "Maybe Dr. Nathan should take a look at it." "What do you say?" "Well, Dr. Nathan's gone for a few hours." " What?" " I think I'll see if I can find Dr. Prestopnik." "Fuck." "Sister Peter Marie, I'd like you to meet Lars and Patricia Nathan." "Hello." " Welcome." " Thank you." "Weren't you at Preston's funeral?" "Yes, we spoke very briefly." "I wasn't sure if you'd remember." "I remember everything about that day." "Why don't we all sit down?" "When Gloria asked us about coming here," "I have to admit, I was sceptical." "I'm not sure what good it'll do, bringing up all those feelings again." "The bottom line, Lars, is that by facing the men responsible for your son's death, you have the opportunity to express things you might not otherwise get to say." "That's what I told him." "Right." "So from now until then, we'll have a series of conversations to help prepare you for meeting the O'Reily brothers." "Now, at times the process might seem slow, frustrating, even counterproductive..." "We can drop out at any time." "Yes, but ultimately, the experience can be very satisfying." "Let's get started." "What's the single most important thing you wanna ask Cyril and Ryan?" "Why did you murder my baby?" "Hey." " Ryan?" " Yo." "Why do you use the payphone?" "To call out, Cyril, that's why." "Why not use a cell thing?" "You mean a cell phone?" "Because they're illegal in Oz." "They're against the rules." "Then why does the man who talks funny have one?" "What man who talks funny?" "Everyone in this shit hole talks funny, Cyril." "Him." "Stanislofsky's got a cell phone?" "I saw him talking on it." "Really?" "Fuck." "You wait here, okay?" "I'll be right back." "Nikolai." "Nikolai, Nikolai." "How's it hanging there, buddy?" "O'Reily." "Always a pleasure to see you." "Yeah, right." "You know, a little birdie told me a secret about you, and I just came by to see if it was true or not." "You got a cell phone?" "No." "Well, I guess that's what I get for listening to little birdies, huh?" "Because if you did have a cell phone, you'd let me borrow it." "You'd share, right?" " Share?" " Yeah." "Rent, maybe." "If I had one." "Which I don't." "I know." "You told me, and I believe you, because that's just the kind of trust that we have." "Yes." "Absolutely." "Well, I'm sorry to disturb you." "Not a problem." "Bye, Nikolai." "There you go, Niko." "Eat hearty." "Yo, Pancamo." "My brother's sick." "I gotta get him back to Em City." "We're in the middle of lunch." "I don't get him to Em City now, he's gonna blow chunks into that salad bowl right there." "Okay, okay, go, get him out of here." "Cyril, you all right?" "Come on, you feel all right?" "Come on, let's go." "But I feel good, Ryan." "No, shut up." "Stand here and tell me if you see Stanislofsky coming, okay?" "Fuck." "Why the hell isn't there any fucking phone?" "Couldn't find it, could you?" "Find what?" "The cell phone." "Cell phone?" "I thought you said you had no cell phone." "I don't." "Well, then, how could I look for something that doesn't exist?" "Exactly." " What's up, jizz?" " Fuck you." " Hey, Ralph." " What do you want?" "Jesus, can't a guy just be friendly?" "I've been here for days, you ain't been friendly." "Well, that's why I'm here, to make up for my lack of manners." "Mind if I sit?" "Jesus, this mattress sucks." "Hard adjusting to life in Oz, isn't it, you know?" "Especially with that jizzbag roommate of yours." "Hoyt?" "Hoyt is a pig." "I don't even know why they moved me in here after that French guy died." "Know what the hardest part is?" "It's getting used to life without all the trimmings, you know?" "I'm talking about sex, a good cigar..." "Yeah, fine bottle of vino, cell phone." "I didn't know that cell phones weren't allowed." "Stanskilosky set me straight." "Yeah." " Ralph, you grow up in America?" " Yeah." "Growing up, what was the one enemy we had?" "The one country that we never trusted?" " Russia." " Yeah." "And Stanislofsky, he's?" " Russian." " Right." "He was telling the truth about not being allowed cells, but instead of turning yours in, he kept yours for himself." "Fucking cocksuck." "Yeah." "If I were you, I'd go take back what was mine." "Hey, you fuck, I want my cell phone back." "Lower your voice." "Fuck you." "I want it." "You think I carry the thing around with me?" "I have to get it from the hiding place." "It will take time." "Okay." "But I want that cell phone in my hands by lights out." "Mr. Pancamo, a question." "Ralph Galino, is he a friend of yours?" "We don't associate." "So if he were ill or hurt in an accident..." "I don't care if that motherfucker lives or dies." "Excuse me." "Where the fuck you going?" " Don't tell me Cyril's sick." " No, I gotta do..." "Only thing you gotta do is go to work, or I'll have you and your brother" " transferred to making dresses." " But..." "No, no, okay?" "Get to fucking work." "You got yourself a deal." "Goddamn motherfucker!" "Fuck!" "You looking for Galino?" "He went for a walk with Hoyt." "Looks to me like an OD." "Let's get him to the morgue." "You played this one well." "You covered all the bases, you kept your hands clean." "No one knows about the cell phone, so no one suspects you." "It's nice." "I think I underestimated you, Nikolai, and I don't usually do that." "Listen, we could drag this thing out, go to war." "But, you know, eventually, I'd win." "So I say, let's just work together." "Like Russia and the U.S. What was that called, again?" "Détente." "Détente." "Exactly." "What do you say?" "Miguel." " Miguel?" " Where am I?" "You're in the hospital ward." "Do you remember what happened?" "You were both stabbed by William Giles." "Bevilaqua's dead." "You know, I promised myself I'd never get stuck again, and the little freak, Giles, gets me." "What's with these?" "Standard procedure for anyone from solitary." "Chico, Chico, Chico." "Man, you fucking disappoint me." "Why, El Cid?" "I ask you to kill Miguel Alvarez." " Is he dead?" " No." "I don't like that word no." "Well, Carlos Martinez is in the bed next to Alvarez, but he's having trouble getting a weapon." "Well, I don't give a fuck if his mother's in bed next to him." "Get the fucking job done, or I find me another lieutenant." "Get the fuck out of my face now." "You having fun?" "Hey." "How you doing there, Alvarez?" "I heard what happened." "How's Emerald City doing?" "Scary." "I'm in constant fear." "What are you gonna do?" "Dig." "What?" "Dig." "You digging another tunnel?" "Quiet." "I'm almost done." "You're a crazy fuck." "Yeah, you say that tomorrow, you'll be saying it to my backside." "Prisoner number 98M232, Carlos Martinez." "Convicted October 6th, 1998." "Two counts, murder in the first degree." "Sentence, life without the possibility of parole." "Help!" " Fuck." " Help!" "Help!" "Put it down, Martinez." "No way out." "Now, put the shank down now!" "Fuck you, bitch." "Down, motherfucker." "Count." ""88K214. 95H522." "96G415. 98T304." "65R814. 98B242."" "98B242." "Where is he, Rebadow?" "I don't know." "Don't bullshit me." "You guys are joined at the brain." "Where's Busmalis?" "I really have no idea." "Check the log." "Where was he last?" "On work detail, mopping the hospital." "I'll go check." "Yeah." " Where are you?" " Where are you?" "Where are you?" " Where are you?" " Where are you?" " Where are you?" " Where are you?" "Where are you?" "Where are you?" "Oh, great." "Just great." "Central, this is 214, we got a 69, Hospital Unit." "All right, copy that." "Over." "Ultimately, I guess it don't matter what they write in your obituary, because you ain't gonna be around to read it." "Newsprint fades, paper turns to pulp." "The mark you leave behind has to be deeper." "The mark you leave behind has to be on another person's soul."