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( Augustus Hill ) THE POWER OF MUSIC.
WHETHER A CONCERTO OR BALLAD OR RAP,
MUSIC STIMULATES US.
YEAH, IT STIMULATES US.
WILLY SHAKESPEARE SAID,
"IF MUSIC BE THE FOOD OF LOVE, PLAY ON."
HEY !
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE HAVING A FAREWELL CONVERSATION.
USE YOUR LIPS FOR TALKING.
ASSHOLE.
YOU GIRLS GOT ONE MINUTE.
HEY, ASSHOLE.
CHRIS, COME ON.
FORGET ABOUT HIM.
THERE'S A LOT I WANT TO SAY BEFORE I GO.
LOOK, I'VE GOT TO TELL YA,
I'M HAVING A TOUGH TIME
WRAPPING MY HEAD AROUND THE REALITY OF YOU BEING PAROLED.
TRUST ME, I WON'T FULLY COMPREHEND IT
UNTIL I'M SIPPING MY FIRST MARTINI.
TOBY, I'M...
( bell ringing )
I'M...
WHAT ?
I'M GLAD...
YOU'RE FINALLY GOING TO GET SOME TIME TO SPEND WITH YOUR KIDS.
COME ON.
WHAT'S REALLY ON YOUR MIND ?
DON'T FORGET ME.
NEVER.
AND NOW THAT I'M OUT,
I'LL BE DOUBLING MY EFFORTS TO OVERTURN YOUR DEATH SENTENCE.
I'M GOING TO SEE YOU MORE THAN BEFORE.
EVEN SO, IF I DIE, DON'T FORGET ME.
YOU ARE NOT GOING TO DIE.
WHEN YOU SAY IT, I ALMOST BELIEVE IT'S TRUE.
IT IS TRUE.
TIME.
TIME !
ASSHOLE.
CHRIS, DON'T !
HEY, YOU GOT ANYTHING FOR ME ?
NOPE.
I LOVE MY ROSIE.
MARICON !
THANKS.
( knocking )
MAYOR LOEWEN.
VERNIE,
I WONDERED WHEN YOU'D POP UP.
IT'S GREAT TO SEE YOU, SIR.
IS THAT MAIL FOR ME ?
OH, YES.
SO, ARE YOU COMFORTABLE, GOT EVERYTHING YOU NEED ?
YEAH, MM-HMM.
YOU GAVE ME QUITE A SCARE,
WELL, WHEN I HEARD YOU ALMOST CHOCKED TO DEATH.
WHEN'S THE DOCTOR RELEASING YOU ?
I GO BACK TO UNIT "J" TOMORROW.
CHRIST.
SIR ?
ANOTHER HATE LETTER.
SOME NIGGER SAYS I GOT OFF TOO EASY.
HE SAYS HE'S GOT A COUSIN HERE IN OSWALD
WHO'S GONNA AIRHOLE ME.
WHAT DOES AIRHOLE MEAN ?
KILL.
BLACK BASTARD.
DON'T WORRY, YOUR HONOR,
I'M NOT GONNA LET ANYTHING HAPPEN TO YOU.
OH, YEAH, IS THAT RIGHT, HUH ?
WELL, FROM WHAT I HEAR THE ARYANS IN OSWALD
ARE A SORRY BUNCH.
THAT GUY WHO SAVED ME FROM CHOKING, BEECHER.
I HEAR YOU'VE BEEN TRYING TO AIRHOLE HIM
FOR ABOUT SIX FUCKING YEARS AND ALL YOU HAVE TO SHOW FOR IT
IS THAT LITTLE SCAR ABOVE YOUR EYE THERE.
I DID HAVE HIS SON KILLED AND HIS FATHER.
WHAT ARE YOU AN IDIOT ?
SAYING SHIT LIKE THAT OUT LOUD ?
YOU KNOW, VERNIE, I'VE GOT TO TELL YOU
I NEVER THOUGHT YOU WERE THE BRIGHTEST BULB
IN THE CHANDELIER.
YOU ALWAYS HAD THIS HUGE EGO WITH NOTHING TO BACK IT UP.
YOU ALWAYS HAD THESE BIG PLANS WITH NO BALLS BEHIND THEM.
SHIT.
IF IT WEREN'T FOR YOUR DADDY,
I WOULDN'T HAVE GIVEN YOU THE TIME OF FUCKING DAY.
YOU'RE AN EMBARRASSMENT TO THE BROTHERHOOD.
I HAVE BALLS.
SPEAK UP, BOY, I CAN'T HEAR YOU.
NOTHING, SIR.
( buzzer )
HOW'D YOUR MEETING WITH THE MAYOR GO ?
FUCK HIM.
WELL, IT'S BEEN NICE KNOWING YOU.
YOU, TOO, YOOD.
YOU, TOO, YOOD ?
( laughing )
WELL, YOU'RE IN SUCH A CHEERY MOOD
I'M NOT SURE IF I SHOULD BURDEN YOU
WITH THE LITTLE INFO I JUST LEARNED.
I KNOW WHO KILLED YOUR FATHER.
WHO ?
FRANKLIN WINTHROP
ON ORDERS FROM VERN SCHILLINGER.
I KNEW IT.
FUCK.
I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT WANT THE FACTS NOW
IN CASE YOU DECIDE TO DO SOMETHING BEFORE YOU LEAVE.
LIKE WHAT ?
SCHILLINGER MURDERED YOUR FATHER.
WILSON LOEWEN'S LIKE A FATHER TO SCHILLINGER.
TOOTH FOR TOOTH TIME.
SO, I SAID, "RONNIE, YOU TELL NANCY TO KEEP HER PANTIES ON."
( laughing )
AND DID HE ?
HELL, NO, WHEN IT CAME TO THAT WOMAN,
THE GREAT COMMUNICATOR HAD NO VOICE AT ALL.
THIS HAS BEEN ENJOYABLE, MAYOR,
BUT I HAVE A MEETING OVER AT LARDNER.
YEAH, I HAVE TO RUN AS WELL.
JIMMY, COULD YOU STAY JUST TWO MORE MINUTES ?
AH, YEAH.
I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN.
OH, I HOPE SO, DARLIN'.
YOU FUCKING COCKSUCKER.
YOU SWORE TO ME THAT YOU WOULD NEVER LET ME SERVE A DAY...
WILSON, THEY WERE BURNING DOWN THE CITY.
CORRECTION !
THEY WERE BURNING DOWN THEIR CITY,
THEIR NEIGHBORHOOD, THEIR BUSINESSES.
THE VIOLENCE WAS ESCALATING, SPREADING--
SO, YOU SEND IN THE NATIONAL GUARD,
TEAR GAS, RUBBER BULLETS.
WHAT YOU DON'T DO IS BETRAY A LIFELONG FRIEND.
WHAT YOU DON'T DO IS HUMILIATE A MAN,
ESPECIALLY WHEN THAT MAN KNOWS WHERE THE BODIES ARE BURIED.
I WANT MY PARDON, JIMMY, AND I WANT IT FUCKING TODAY.
I'M NOT GOING TO SPEND ANOTHER NIGHT IN THIS CESSPOOL.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME ?
I DON'T CARE WHAT KIND OF POLITICAL TYPHOON IT CAUSES.
IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME MY PARDON,
I WILL CALL A PRESS CONFERENCE AND I WILL TELL TALES, JIMMY,
TALES OF CORRUPTION, TALES OF GRAFT,
TALES OF VOTER FRAUD.
BY THE TIME I'M FINISHED, YOU'LL BE SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO ME
IN UNIT "J" PLAYING PAR-FUCKING-CHEESI.
ALRIGHT.
I'LL FIGURE OUT A WAY.
YEAH, YOU ALWAYS DO, JIMMY, THAT'S WHY YOU'RE MY BOY.
PERRY,
THERE'S SOMETHING I WANT YOU TO DO,
SOMETHING THAT REQUIRES ENORMOUS DISCRETION.
( buzzer )
SO, HERE WE ARE.
YES.
BUT I'M NOT SAYING GOODBYE BECAUSE THIS IS NOT GOODBYE.
MY DAD'S LAW PARTNERS, IN HIS MEMORY,
HAVE DECIDED TO DO PRO BONO WORK FOR THE PRISONERS.
EVEN THOUGH I'VE BEEN DISBARRED,
I'M GOING TO COORDINATE THE OFFICE.
THAT'S GREAT.
I'M GLAD, TOBIAS.
I'M GLAD THAT SOME GOOD WILL COME OUT OF
ALL THE SADNESS YOU'VE SUFFERED.
I WANT TO THANK YOU BOTH FOR ALWAYS BEING THERE.
THANK YOU.
I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW.
TOBIAS, DO NOT COME BACK TOMORROW.
BE WITH YOUR FAMILY.
TAKE THE TIME TO PLAY WITH YOUR CHILDREN.
AND COMFORT MY MOTHER.
I PROMISE YOU, BEECHER,
I WILL FIND WHO KILLED YOUR FATHER.
YEAH, UH-HUH.
HEY, BEECHER, SIGN HERE.
( bell ringing )
OKAY.
YOU'RE FREE TO GO.
FREE TO GO.
FREE.
BE WELL.
( Augustus Hill ) "ONE GOOD THING ABOUT MUSIC, WHEN IT HITS YOU FEEL NO PAIN.
SO HIT ME WITH MUSIC."
BOB MARLEY.
( screaming )
WILSON LOEWEN IS DEAD.
OH.
WELL...
OH, WELL.
OH.
WELL.
IT AMAZES ME SOME OF THE BOOKS THE PRISONERS READ.
I MEAN, HENRY JAMES ?
THEY HAD TO FORCE-FEED ME JAMES IN COLLEGE.
I, TOO THOUGHT IT ODD THAT PABLO ROSA WOULD WANT TO BORROW
"THE AMBASSADORS."
HE'S 18,
IN FOR MURDERING A CLASSMATE.
NICE TO KNOW HE'S EXPANDING HIS HORIZONS.
TURN THE BOOK OVER.
IS THAT BLOOD ?
HE CLUBBED HIS CELLMATE WITH IT.
PABLO ROSA, HUH ?
WHAT CELL BLOCK'S HE IN ?
WHY ?
I KNOW YOU WANT TO HELP PEOPLE,
BUT YOU CAN'T REACH A KID LIKE THAT.
WHICH IS EXACTLY WHY I SHOULD TRY.
DOESN'T YOUR BOYFRIEND WORRY, YOU COMING IN HERE EVERY DAY ?
IS THAT YOUR NOT-SO-SUBTLE WAY OF ASKING IF I'M "INVOLVED" ?
YES.
WELL, ROBERT,
TO ME,
MEN ARE LIKE BOOKS.
SOMETIMES I WANT A ROMANCE,
SOMETIMES A THRILLER,
SOMETIMES MAYBE A TRASHY NOVEL TO TAKE TO THE BEACH.
AND SOMETIMES,
I WANT A CLASSIC.
BUT WHEN I FINISH,
IT'S BACK ON THE SHELVES AND ON TO THE NEXT.
YOU'VE NEVER BEEN MARRIED.
OH, NO.
THEN MAYBE YOU'RE READING TOO FAST.
I'M VORACIOUS.
( screaming )
PRISONER NUMBER 0-2-R-1-0-4,
PABLO ROSA,
CONVICTED DECEMBER 22nd, 2002,
INVOLUNTARY MANSLAUGHTER.
SENTENCE 18 YEARS,
UP FOR PAROLE IN 10.
PABLO ?
COME ON IN.
( bell ringing )
WHAT DO YOU WANT ?
I'VE BEEN READING THROUGH YOUR RECORDS.
YOU'RE 18, WITH 18 YEARS LEFT ON YOUR SENTENCE.
I GET PAROLE IN 10.
OKAY.
SO, HOW DO YOU WANT TO SPEND THAT TIME ?
FAST AS FUCKING POSSIBLE.
THE THING IS, PABLO, THAT'S NOT AN ANSWER,
ANY MORE THAN THIS IS A WEAPON.
DID THE JOB PRETTY GOOD, IF YOU ASK ME.
NOT THE JOB IT WAS MEANT TO.
TELL ME, CAN YOU READ ?
SURE.
DO YOU ENJOY IT ?
NO.
BOOKS ARE JUST SHIT TEACHERS GIVE YOU.
SO, YOU DID GO TO SCHOOL.
SOMETIMES.
BUT NOT ALWAYS,
BECAUSE YOU HATED THE SHIT YOUR TEACHERS GAVE YOU, RIGHT ?
UH-HUH.
WELL, CAN'T EXPECT EVERYONE TO ENJOY THE SAME THINGS,
SO, WHAT I'D LIKE US TO DO IS
FIND A BOOK THAT'S RIGHT FOR YOU.
WHY ?
BECAUSE WHEN WE DO, IT'LL MAKE THE TIME FLY,
AND THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT.
TELL ME SOME OF THE THINGS THAT INTEREST YOU.
LIKE WHAT ?
LIKE PUSSY AND BASEBALL ?
NOW, WE'RE COOKIN'.
HEY, REBADOW, HEARD YOU WERE IN THE LIBRARY,
CHECKING OUT MORE THAN JUST BOOKS.
I DON'T REALLY CARE TO DIGNIFY THAT WITH A RESPONSE.
CHILL, MAN.
I'M JUST A LITTLE JEALOUS, YOU KNOW ?
YOU GOT YOUR OLD LADY ON PAYROLL, RIGHT ?
I CALL MINE TWICE.
SHE WON'T EVEN SO MUCH AS FART MY WAY.
YOU AND BUSMALIS SHOULD SWITCH PLACES.
HIS GIRL KEEPS SHOWING UP, BUT HE WON'T SEE HER.
WELL, SHIT, LET ME KNOW THE NEXT TIME SHE COMES BY.
SHIT, I'LL VISIT ANYTHING IN A SKIRT, MAN.
NORMA'S HERE TODAY.
FOR SOME REASON, SHE ASKED FOR ME.
WELL, SHIT, SHARE THE LOVE.
DAMN !
YOU THINK I CAN CONVINCE BUSMALIS TO VISIT WITH YOU,
BUT I CAN'T.
HE'S IMPENETRABLE.
OH, COME ON.
WE BOTH KNOW AGAMEMNON.
WHAT LOOKS LIKE A WALL IS ONLY AN INCH THICK
OVER THAT TENDER LITTLE HEART OF HIS.
WELL, I'M NO CARDIAC SURGEON.
I'M NOT SURE HOW TO CUT THROUGH THE WALL.
SAY YOU SAW ME,
THAT I WAS CRYING.
BUT YOU'RE NOT.
BUT I DO,
EVERY DAY.
AND TELL HIM THIS,
I'LL SHOW UP ONE LAST TIME.
IF HE DOESN'T COME, EVEN JUST TO SAY FAREWELL,
THEN I SWEAR, HE'LL NEVER HEAR FROM NORMA CLARK AGAIN.
OKAY.
BUT I CAN'T PROMISE SUCCESS.
PLEASE, BOB.
DO YOUR BEST.
SEE ?
TEARS.
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ?
YOU KNOW I HATE PLAYING SOLITAIRE ALONE.
BLACK FOUR ON THAT FIVE.
AND THIS IS WHY.
I JUST SAW NORMA.
WHAT, MY NORMA ?
AGAMEMNON, CALM DOWN.
WENT BEHIND MY BACK.
IS THERE A REASON EVERYONE'S TAKING HER SIDE ?
I'M OF THE MIND YOU'RE BOTH ON THE SAME SIDE.
OH ?
AND WHAT ARE YOU, DR. LOVE ?
AND WHAT'S LED YOU TO SUCH A LEARNED DIAGNOSIS ?
FOR ONE, YOU CALLED HER "MY NORMA".
YOU'VE GOT 12 YEARS LEFT IN OZ.
DO YOU REALLY WANT TO SPEND THAT TIME ANGRY AND DESOLATE ?
OH, WHAT DO YOU KNOW ?
YOU'RE BUSY MOONING OVER THAT LIBRARIAN.
YES.
STELLA'S CONJURED UP ALL SORTS OF FEELINGS IN ME,
REMINDING ME OF WHAT I WAS LIKE WHEN I WAS YOUNG,
PASSIONATE ABOUT ARCHITECTURE,
ABOUT BETTY.
I WAS ON THE VERGE OF AN EXTRAORDINARY CAREER,
AN EXTRAORDINARY LIFE.
BUT I'VE BEEN ALONE 38 YEARS,
AND I'M JUST BEGINNING TO MAKE UP FOR LOST TIME.
YOU, YOU'RE CHOOSING TO LOSE THE TIME
YOU AND NORMA HAVE TOGETHER.
RED QUEEN ON THAT KING.
YEAH, YEAH, I SEE IT.
LITTLE MAN, WHAT WAS THAT BULLSHIT ?
YOU DIDN'T LIKE "OF HUMAN BONDAGE" ?
I THOUGHT IT WAS AN INSTRUCTION MANUAL.
IT'S ABOUT SOME CRIPPLED KID.
THERE'S NO PICTURES, EVEN.
SORRY.
UH...
HOW ABOUT "MACBETH" ?
THE STORY OF A BRUTAL SCOTTISH WARLORD
WHO KILLS MERCILESSLY TO GAIN POWER.
THEY'RE DOING A PRODUCTION HERE.
HEY, SOUNDS ALRIGHT.
WELL, LADY MACBETH, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR ?
GET ME MY FUCKING BOOK, MAN.
HEY, DON'T FORGET MY COOKIE.
HEY, ROBSON.
HEY, WHAT SHADE OF LIPSTICK IS THAT, HUH ?
IS IT DICK-SUCK RED ?
YEAH, WE HEARD YOU'RE WORKING RECEIVING AND DISCHARGE.
UH-OH.
FUCK YOU, PANCAMO.
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, PRAG.
THIS TIME, I'LL USE MY BAD HAND TO BEAT YOU.
EVEN IT UP A LITTLE.
BITCH !
( shouting )
( cheering )
I WAS ONLY TALKING.
SINCE WHEN IS THAT AGAINST THE RULES ?
SINCE RIGHT NOW.
HEY, WHAT DID I JUST SAY ?
THIS IS THE PROBLEM,
YOU GOT ZERO LISTENING ABILITY,
SO, FOCUS AND EITHER NOD OR SHAKE YOUR HEAD, GOT IT ?
THAT'S A START.
SINCE REDDING PLANS TO MOVE OVER TO TELEMARKETING,
I'M GIVING YOU BACK THE KITCHEN.
KEEP IT EFFICIENT,
KEEP IT CLEAN,
KEEP IT HONEST.
AND IN RETURN FOR MY GENEROSITY,
I WANT YOU TO STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM THE ARYANS.
GOT ME ?
NOW, THIS IS THE PART WHERE YOU SAY THANKS.
THANKS.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
SO, WHAT'D YOU GIVE THOSE NAZI FUCKS ?
AND NOW, YOU SHUT UP AGAIN.
PSST, WHITE.
WHITE.
WHAT, MAN, WHAT ?
HOW YOU FEELING ?
BETTER, THANK GOD, HOW ABOUT YOU ?
GOOD, NOT GREAT.
THEY TELL YOU WHAT WE GOT ?
NAH, MAN, ONLY DRIBS AND DRABS OF SHIT.
YEAH, ME, TOO.
HEY, IT CAN'T BE THAT TERRIBLE
IF NATHAN SENT US OUT OF THE HOSPITAL THAT QUICK.
I WANT TO HEAR QUIET !
YO, WHEN'S MARTINEZ COMING BACK ?
I DON'T KNOW.
DID THEY TELL YOU WHAT'S AILING US YET ?
I DON'T KNOW !
AH, SEE ?
QUIET.
LET'S GIVE GANNON 10 MILLIGRAMS.
CARLOS MARTINEZ...
HE'S ONE NASTY MAN.
HIS LIVER IS DETERIORATING RAPIDLY.
LET'S UP HIS ALDACTONE 25 MILLIGRAMS.
MARTINEZ YOU LOOK LIKE FUCKING HELL.
BRASS GIVING YOU GRIEF ?
ALWAYS, MAN, ALWAYS.
LISTEN UP.
MORALES IS WORRIED YOU'RE GOING TO TELL
BRASS THE TRUTH ABOUT HOW IS ANKLE GOT CUT.
NO, I WOULD NEVER TELL, I SWEAR ON MY LIFE.
THAT'S WHAT MORALES HAD IN MIND.
HE WANTS ME TO SHANK YOU.
I'M TOO WEAK TO FIGHT, CHICO.
( Spanish )
GRACIAS, HERMANO.
STAY STRONG.
IS IT DONE ?
NO.
I TALKED TO MARTINEZ.
HE'S NOT GONNA JABBER ON YOU.
I TOLD YOU TO KILL HIM.
THAT WAS AN ORDER.
HE'S A COMPADRE.
YOU WANT HIM WHACKED ?
DO THE DEED YOURSELF.
I WILL.
AND I WON'T FUCKIN' FORGET THIS.
GRACE !
HE'S DEAD.
WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED ?
WELL, I WAS IN THE OFFICE FILLING OUT REPORT SHEETS.
I NEVER HEARD HIM CODE.
HOW DO YOU NOT HEAR THE CODE ?
WELL, I WAS BUSY.
WELL, NOW YOU'RE NOT.
YOU'RE FIRED.
CARLOS MARTINEZ IS DEAD.
GODDAMN IT.
HE DIED BECAUSE WE, YOU AND ME,
DIDN'T SEND HIM TO A REAL HOSPITAL FOR PROPER CARE, LEO,
AND NOW HE'S DEAD.
GLORIA.
I HAVE TO DO AN AUTOPSY, AND THIS TIME I AM NOT LYING.
I'M NOT COVERING ANYTHING UP.
FULL DISCLOSURE.
DID YOU HEAR ME, FULL FUCKING DISCLOSURE !
AH, JESUS.
( bell ringing )
I'M STILL NOT SURE THIS IS THE BEST SOLUTION TO THE PROBLEM.
ONCE THE STATE MEDICAL BOARD REVIEWS NATHAN'S FINDINGS,
THE TRUTH WILL COME OUT ANYWAY.
BUT SHOULDN'T YOU JUST WAIT UNTIL THE AUTOPSY'S DONE ?
HE WHO CREATES THE NEWS
HAS THE BEST CHANCE OF CONTROLLING IT.
HERE'S TO FULL DISCLOSURE.
THANK YOU FOR COMING.
WE HAVE DISCOVERED THAT TOXIC CHEMICAL ELEMENTS
RESIDING IN THE AIR DUCTS THROUGHOUT SOLITARY CONFINEMENT
HAVE INFECTED THREE INMATES,
AND SADLY YESTERDAY IT LEAD TO THE DEATH OF ONE OF THEM,
CARLOS MARTINEZ.
( chattering )
I TAKE FULL RESPONSIBILITY FOR MARTINEZ'S DEATH.
GOOD MORNING, MY BELOVEDS.
GOT A NEWS FLASH FOR YOU.
YOUR PAL MARTINEZ BOUGHT THE FARM.
FARM ?
WHAT FARM ?
HE DIED, STUPID.
WHAT'D HE DIE FROM ?
I DON'T KNOW, BUT WHATEVER HE HAD,
YOU CLUCKS HAVE IT, TOO.
ARE YOU SURE ?
THAT'S THE SHUTTLEBUTT.
SHIT.
IF I WERE YOU, I'D PAY UP MY INSURANCE PREMIUMS.
WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, LOOK.
BUT BUYING A FARM IS A GOOD THING, RIGHT ?
I-I-I MEAN, WHY THAT--
TELL ME, WHY DOES THAT HAVE TO MEAN DYING ?
SHUT UP, OMAR.
NO, LOOK, NOW THAT DON'T MAKE NO SENSE.
SOLD THE FARM, LOST THE FARM, THE FARM BURNED DOWN, BUT...
SHUT UP, OMAR !
THAT DON'T MAKE NO GODDAMN SENSE.
HEY, SEAN.
SEAN, I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU.
HERE I AM.
WANT TO GET A BEER AFTER WORK ?
YEAH, AND I'M BUYING TO CELEBRATE
THE DEATH OF THAT SPIC MARTINEZ.
YEAH, I'M NOT SHEDDING ANY TEARS,
BUT IT'S TOO BAD HE 10-7'D BEFORE HE RATTED ON MORALES.
THAT'S THE BEAUTY PART, PAL, HE DID.
YOU KNOW I'VE BEEN VISITING MARTINEZ REGULAR,
ALWAYS AT HIM TO TELL ME THE TRUTH.
WELL, HE MUST HAVE KNOWN HE WAS GOING TO CROAK,
AND HE WANTED TO MAKE HIS PEACE, 'CAUSE LAST NIGHT HE SPILLED.
A DEATH BED CONFESSION ?
YEAH.
MARTINEZ PINNED THE TAIL ON MORALES' DONKEY ASS.
YOU'VE KNOWN THIS SINCE LAST NIGHT
AND YOU DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING UNTIL NOW ?
THAT'S WHY I'M LOOKING FOR YA.
I WANT MORALES IN SOLITARY ASAP.
ALRIGHT, COME ON.
TAKE THE CUFFS OFF.
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ?
WHAT IS THIS ?
HALF-TIME ENTERTAINMENT.
YO, PENDERS, YOU THINK MORALES IS GOING
TO GET HIS FARM FORECLOSED ?
SHH, SHH, SHH.
MARTINEZ CUT ME RIGHT HERE,
RUINED MY CHANCES OF EVER PLAYING PRO BALL,
AND I HAVE THIS LIMP.
SO, YOU SEE, ENRIQUE, IF I ONLY CUT THE ONE,
YOU'LL LIMP LIKE I DO.
BUT IF I CUT THEM BOTH,
YOU'LL WALK FINE.
( screaming )
( laughing )
( screaming )
( sobbing )
I SEE THE DEVIL.
I SEE THE DEVIL EVERYWHERE.
AND YOU SAY THIS STARTED WHEN ?
THE MOMENT KIRK DIED.
IT WAS AS IF WHATEVER POSSESSED HIM CAME INTO ME.
I'M GOING TO ASK SISTER PETER MARIE
TO SCHEDULE A SESSION WITH YOU, ALRIGHT ?
I'M NOT CRAZY, FATHER.
I SEE THE DEVIL,
RIGHT OVER YOUR SHOULDER.
( sobbing )
IT SOUNDS LIKE HE'S GOING FOR AN INSANITY DEFENSE IN HIS APPEAL.
NO, HE KEEPS SAYING, "I'M NOT CRAZY.
I'M NOT CRAZY."
DON'T GET ME WRONG, I THINK THAT HE'S CRAZY,
BUT HE DOESN'T.
I'M NOT SURE THAT HE HASN'T ALWAYS BEEN CRAZY,
THEREFORE, I'M NOT SURE THAT HE SHOULD BE EXECUTED.
WOULD YOU TALK TO HOYT ?
CERTAINLY.
BUT I HAVE TO ASK,
WHAT ARE YOU HOPING TO GET OUT OF THIS ?
WHAT, ME PERSONALLY ?
NOTHING. YEAH.
WAIT A MINUTE.
ARE YOU TRYING TO ASSUAGE YOUR GUILT BY HELPING HOYT ?
YOU TOLD ME YOURSELF THAT YOU PRAYED FOR TIMMY KIRK TO DIE.
YES, BUT I KNOW THAT GOD DOESN'T ANSWER THOSE KINDS OF PRAYERS,
THAT HOYT ACTED ON HIS OWN VOLITION
AND THAT I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH KIRK'S DEMISE.
AND YET DOWN DEEP YOU'RE HAPPY THAT THE BOY IS DEAD.
LIKE I SAID, YOU'RE TRYING TO BURN OFF EXCESS GUILT
BY MAKING HOYT INTO A CAUSE.
JUST BE SURE HE IS THE PROPER RECIPIENT.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN ?
JAZ HOYT IS NOT THE VICTIM HERE.
( Kirk ) YOU CAN WALK AWAY,
BUT I'M NOT LIKE THE REVEREND CLOUTIER.
I WON'T JUST DISAPPEAR.
MRS. KIRK ?
YES.
I'M FATHER MUKADA.
I HAVE TIMOTHY'S BELONGINGS.
I JUST NEED YOU TO SIGN THIS FORM.
DID YOU KNOW MY SON ?
AH, YES.
SUCH A SWEET, SWEET FACE.
WHO KNEW THERE WAS SO MUCH BAD INSIDE ?
HE LEFT HIS OWN BABY TO DIE IN A DUMPSTER,
THEN HE CAME HERE.
HE SAID SUCH TERRIBLE THINGS,
SHOCKING THINGS ABOUT THE CHURCH,
ABOUT JESUS.
HE CALLED ME SATAN'S WHORE.
FATHER, WOULD YOU HEAR MY CONFESSION ?
WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY HAVE TO CONFESS ?
I STPED LOVING MY SON THAT DAY.
MY HEART WENT COLD,
AND I STOPPED LOVING HIM.
I NEED GOD TO FORGIVE ME FOR THAT.
( sobbing )
SHH.
"MUSIC EXPRESSES THAT WHICH CANNOT BE PUT INTO WORDS,
AND THAT WHICH CANNOT REMAIN SILENT."
VICTOR HUGO.
HELLO, CYRIL.
THERE'S SOMETHING I WANT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT.
I'VE BEEN WONDERING...
WAIT, SISTER, DON'T YOU WANT TO SAY HELLO TO ME ?
OH, YEAH, SURE, HELLO, JERICHO.
CYRIL, HOW ARE YOU FEELING LATELY ?
HE'S FINE.
OKAY, THAT'S ENOUGH.
LET'S PUT JERICHO AWAY, OKAY ?
NO.
YES.
GIVE ME THE PUPPET.
FUCK YOU,
YOU CUNT.
CYRIL, I GAVE YOU JERICHO,
AND NOW I WANT HIM BACK.
OKAY, NOW LET GO.
LET GO.
OW, OW, OW, OW !
OFFICER !
I NEED HELP.
LET HER GO !
JERICHO MADE ME DO IT !
GET OFF ME !
GIVE ME THAT THING !
GET UP.
JERICHO.
O'REILY, SHUT THE FUCK UP.
JERICHO.
SOBBING LIKE A CHICK OVER A STUPID PUPPET ?
JERICHO.
KNOCK IT OFF RIGHT NOW, OR ELSE.
JERICHO, JERICHO.
OKAY, I WARNED YOU.
MATT !
JERICHO.
WHAT THE FUCK ?
JERICHO.
DOUSE THE LITTLE PRICK.
STOP, STOP !
STOP !
( sobbing )
YOU WANT SOME OF THIS, TOO ?
STOP !
LIGHTS OUT !
( breathing heavily )
IF THE APPEALS COURT PLAYS BALL,
CYRIL O'REILY WILL DIE NEXT MONTH,
THE FIRST PERSON EXECUTED
UNDER THE STATE'S NEW DEFINITION OF MENTALLY RETARDED.
WE HAVE TO BE PREPARED FOR A BACKLASH.
YES, REIMONDO AND HER HAPPY BAND OF DO-GOODERS
HAVE BEEN STIRRING UP THE PRESS AND THE PUBLIC.
THE QUESTION IS, HOW DO WE FIGHT BACK ?
THERE WOULDN'T BE ALL THIS BREAST-FEEDING
IF THE FOLKS THOUGHT THE 'TARD WAS NORMAL.
SO, WE HAVE TO MAKE HIM NORMAL,
OR APPEAR NORMAL.
ACCORDING TO SISTER PETER MARIE'S FILES,
CYRIL HAS BEEN GIVEN A SERIES OF STABILIZING DRUGS,
NONE OF WHICH HAS BEEN SUCCESSFUL.
WHICH IS WHY I PROPOSE USING ECT.
WHAT'S ECT. ?
BASICALLY THE P.C. WAY OF SAYING ELECTROSHOCK.
GOVERNOR--
THERE'S A NASTY MISCONCEPTION ABOUT ECT.
IT'S NOT THE HORRIBLE MIND TORTURE YOU SEE IN THE MOVIES.
IT'S REALLY QUITE BENIGN.
LOOK, I'M NOT GONNA SIT HERE DEBATING THE PROS AND CONS
OF ELECTROSHOCK THERAPY.
CYRIL IS SISTER PETER MARIE'S PATIENT.
A DECISION CAN'T BE MADE WITHOUT CONSULTING HER.
DR. DONALD ROFE, DIRECTOR OF THE STATE OFFICE OF MENTAL HEALTH
WILL MEET WITH HER TOMORROW.
YOU'LL ALSO NEED PERMISSION FROM THE O'REILY FAMILY.
SIGNED BY THE FATHER, SHEAMUS O'REILY.
YOU AGREE WITH ALL THIS ?
IT WAS MY IDEA.
PETER MARIE,
YOU OKAY ?
AH, NO.
I JUST HAD A MEETING WITH DON ROFE
WHO TOLD ME THAT THEY'RE GOING TO GIVE CYRIL O'REILY ECT,
AND...
THAT I'D BETTER SHUT UP AND LIKE IT.
WILL YOU ?
WELL, THAT'S WHAT I'M TRYING TO DECIDE.
YOU KNOW, NORMALLY IN SITUATIONS LIKE THIS,
I JUST RAISE HIGH THE BATTLEMENTS AND CHARGE.
BUT AS ROFE SO ELOQUENTLY POINTED OUT,
IN CYRIL'S CASE...
I HAVE FAILED COMPLETELY.
NOTHING I TRIED HAS WORKED.
SO, I HAVE TO WEIGH MY EGO AGAINST
WHAT'S BEST FOR MY PATIENT.
I DON'T WANT TO SAY NO
JUST TO KEEP SOMEBODY ELSE FROM SUCCEEDING
WHERE I HAVE FAILED.
AND YOU THINK A SPIN AROUND McMANUS' MAZE WILL DO THE TRICK.
CAN'T HURT.
HEY, YOU WANTED TO SEE ME ?
YEAH, RYAN, SIT DOWN.
THAT'S GOOD, BECAUSE I WANTED TO SEE YOU, TOO.
I JUST SAW CYRIL, AND HE'S SO GODDAMN SAD.
IF THIS PUPPET MEANS SO MUCH TO HIM,
WHY DON'T YOU JUST GIVE IT BACK TO HIM ?
I-I CAN'T, RYAN.
JERICHO WAS MY IDEA, REMEMBER ?
A WAY FOR CYRIL TO DEAL WITH THE CONFUSION SURROUNDING THE TRIAL,
BUT UNFORTUNATELY THE PUPPET HAS COME TO MEAN
MORE THAN THAT TO HIM.
IT'S BECOME A WHOLE OTHER PERSONALITY.
I DON'T CARE ABOUT THAT.
I JUST WANT CYRIL TO BE HAPPY.
IT'S NOT THAT SIMPLE.
CYRIL IS SUFFERING FROM SEVERE DEPRESSION AND SCHIZOPHRENIA.
ALRIGHT, SO WHAT'S NEXT ?
I MEAN, WHAT CAN WE DO TO CURE HIM ?
YOUR FATHER HAS ALREADY AGREED TO ELECTROSHOCK THERAPY.
MY FATHER ?
WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT OLD BASTARD
HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING ?
I KNOW, IT'S UNBELIEVABLE, BUT IN THE EYES OF THE LAW,
HE IS CYRIL'S GUARDIAN.
ALRIGHT, SO THIS ELECTROSHOCK THERAPY,
DOES IT DO ANY GOOD ?
I HAVE NO EXPERIENCE WITH IT.
THE TREATMENT WAS IN VOGUE FOR YEARS AND FELL OUT OF FAVOR.
HOWEVER, SOME MENTAL HEALTH PROFESSIONALS SWEAR BY IT.
CLINICAL EVIDENCE INDICATES THAT ECT
PRODUCES A SUBSTANTIAL IMPROVEMENT
IN 80% OF PATIENTS.
ARE THERE ANY DANGERS ?
THERE'S HEADACHES, THERE'S SORENESS,
NAUSEA, MEMORY LOSS.
LOOK, WE'RE TALKING 120 VOLTS,
AN ORDINARY HOUSEHOLD CURRENT
APPLIED TO THE BRAIN FOR HALF A SECOND
10 TO 15 TIMES WITHIN A PERIOD OF TWO TO THREE WEEKS,
AND NO ONE KNOWS IF THERE'S PERMANENT DAMAGE.
NO.
JESUS CHRIST, CAN'T WE STOP THEM ?
THE TRUTH IS THAT THEY HAVE CONSPIRED TO MAKE THIS HAPPEN.
WE ARE TAKEN OUT OF THIS DECISION MAKING.
I SPOKE TO ZELMAN TO SEE IF WE COULD GO TO COURT,
IF WE COULD FIGHT IT, AND HE SAYS WE WOULDN'T WIN.
THAT'S GENIUS.
DEVLIN WANTS TO ELECTROSHOCK CYRIL
TO MAKE HIM NORMAL ENOUGH TO ELECTROCUTE HIM.
( Augustus Hill ) "MUSIC IS THE BRANDY OF THE DAMNED."
GEORGE BERNARD SHAW.
HELLO, CYRIL.
WHY DON'T YOU HOP RIGHT UP HERE ?
TRUST ME, THIS ONE'S GOING TO BE A PIECE OF CAKE.
THIS IS GOING TO PRICK JUST A BIT.
COME ON, WE'RE GOING TO GIVE YOU TWO DIFFERENT DRUGS,
ONE THAT PUTS YOU TO SLEEP AND THE OTHER RELAXES YOUR MUSCLES.
THAT'S GONNA PRICK JUST A BIT.
THESE ARE ELECTRODES, AND ONCE YOU'RE ASLEEP,
THEY'LL MEASURE THE CURRENT THAT'S STIMULATING YOUR BRAIN.
BECAUSE WE'RE GOING TO DO A LITTLE PROCEDURE TODAY.
NOW, THIS IS GOING TO PRICK JUST A BIT...
WHEN THE LIQUID IS GOING THROUGH THOSE TUBES.
( cello playing )
RELAX, PUT YOU TO SLEEP.
DOES IT HURT ?
NOT IF YOU'RE ASLEEP.
HE'S OUT.
( cello playing )
READY ?
FIRE AWAY.
HOW ARE YOU FEELING ?
I HAVE A TERRIBLE HEADACHE.
DID YOU TELL YOUR DOCTORS ?
WHO ?
NEVER MIND.
SOMETIMES IF SOMEBODY HOLDS YOU,
THE PAIN GOES AWAY.
DO YOU WANT ME TO HOLD YOU ?
OKAY.
COME ON.
SHH.
♪ HUSH LITTLE BABY ♪
♪ DON'T SAY A WORD ♪
♪ MAMA'S GONNA BUY YOU A MOCKING BIRD ♪
♪ IF THAT MOCKING BIRD DON'T SING ♪
♪ MAMA'S GONNA BUY YOU A DIAMOND RING ♪
♪ IF THAT DIAMOND RING TURNS BRASS ♪
♪ MAMA'S GONNA BUY YOU A LOOKING GLASS ♪
♪ IF THAT LOOKING GLASS GETS BROKE ♪
♪ MAMA'S GONNA BUY YOU A HORSE AND CART ♪
HELLO, RYAN.
HI.
I JUST HAD A CALL FROM ARNOLD ZELMAN.
THEY'VE DENIED CYRIL'S APPEAL.
SHIT.
OKAY.
OKAY, NOW WHAT DO WE DO ?
WELL, ZELMAN WILL PROBABLY TRY TO FIGURE OUT ANOTHER APPROACH,
ANOTHER APPEAL,
BUT IN THE MEANTIME
THE JUDGE HAS SET THE DATE FOR CYRIL'S EXECUTION.
WHAT ?
WHEN ?
THREE WEEKS FROM THURSDAY.
THAT'S NOT MUCH TIME.
I FEEL DEEP DOWN WE'LL STOP THE EXECUTION,
BUT JUST IN CASE, RYAN,
I THINK YOU OUGHT TO ACCEPT THE FACT...
NO.
NO WAY.
YOU KNOW, IF I EVEN ENTERTAIN THE THOUGHT,
IF I LET MYSELF BELIEVE FOR A SECOND
THAT MY BROTHER'S GONNA DIE,
THEN MY BROTHER'S GONNA DIE.
THIS WAS FATHER MEEHAN'S.
I DON'T KNOW, I-I HAVE FAITH, SISTER.
FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A REALLY LONG TIME,
I HAVE FAITH.
I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY WE GAVE UP RUNNING THE CAFETERIA.
WE GOT US SOME NEW JOBS.
MAN, KITCHEN BEST DETAIL THERE IS.
I GOT THE BELLY TO PROVE IT.
YEAH, WELL, I FOUND US SOMETHING BETTER,
SOMETHING THAT WILL GET US OUT OF THE MUCK AND MIRE.
MAN, WE AIN'T DOWN IN NO SHIT.
WRONG, KENANIAH.
WE IN SO MUCH SHIT YOU CAN'T EVEN SMELL IT NO MORE.
SO, WHAT'S YOUR BRAINSTORM ?
GONNA BE TELEMARKETERS.
TELE WHO ?
I'M SERIOUS.
GONNA LEARN YOU BOYS SOME SKILLS,
SOMETHING THAT'LL MAKE YOU MORE CASH
THAN YOU'RE MAKING OVER THERE IN THE KITCHEN.
NOT MORE THAN SLINGING.
AIN'T GONNA BE NO MORE SLINGING.
ARE YOU CRAZY, NIGGER ?
YEAH, NO MOTHERFUCKIN' WAY WE GOING--
HOLD UP, HOLD UP, HOLD UP.
SO, WHAT'S YOUR ANGLE, BURR ?
THERE AIN'T NO ANGLE.
THIS IS THE DAWN OF A NEW DAY, GENTLEMEN.
OUR CHARGE IS TO RISE UP AND FACE IT.
AND RISE UP WE SHALL.
AND THIS IS THE NERVE CENTER OF OUR OPERATION.
IT'S VERY NICE, VERY NICE.
AND IT RUNS LIKE ANY OTHER TELEMARKETING FIRM.
BETTER.
I HIRE THESE GUYS CHEAP, YOU GET ME CHEAPER,
WHICH IN TURN LOWERS YOUR OVERHEAD,
INCREASES CALL VOLUME
AND FILLS THOSE CAMPAIGN COFFERS.
AND THE DAY-TO-DAY, NO DIFFERENCE.
S-O-P.
YOU PROVIDE US WITH CONTACT NUMBERS AND PREPARED TEXT,
WE GET RIGHT TO WORK.
AND NOBODY KNOWS THEY'RE TALKING TO CONVICTS.
NOT UNLESS YOU WANT US TO TELL THEM.
TRUST ME, THAT WOULD BE THE LAST THING THAT SENATOR LAKEN
WOULD WANT HIS CONSTITUENTS TO KNOW.
LAKEN ?
THE RIGHT-WING, BIBLE-TOTING MOTHERFUCKER ?
HIS LEGISLATION IS THE MAIN REASON
WHY HALF THE MEN IN HERE ARE DOING TWICE AS MUCH TIME.
LET ME ASSURE YOU, MR. D'ARATA, THAT MY COMPANY IS NON-PARTISAN
AND WILL BE COMMITTED TO WHATEVER IT IS
YOU WANT US TO DO.
CAN THE EDITORIALS.
I'M SORRY, SIR.
I DON'T MEAN ANY OFFENSE.
THAT'S ALRIGHT.
EVERYONE IS ENTITLED TO THEIR OWN POINT OF VIEW.
THIS IS AMERICA, AFTER ALL.
AND THIS PROGRAM IS WORKING IN OTHER PRISONS ?
IT'S THRIVING.
A SITUATION LIKE THIS BENEFITS EVERYBODY.
NOBODY LOSES.
I'M A CAMPAIGN MANAGER, MS. DEGENHART.
SOMEBODY ALWAYS LOSES.
BUT I WILL TAKE YOUR PROPOSAL BACK TO MY PEOPLE.
DON'T LET ME GO REALA, GORILLA,
BAD NIGGER, DRILLER.
DOUBLE LIVE, CROSS-EYED, SEE-YOU-FROM-THE-SIDE SCHEMER.
TYPE OF NIGGER BANG HIS CHEST WHEN HE FIGHT,
FOR HE'S IN TOO MUCH TRUTH,
SO, WE SEE THE BLESSINGS OF NIGHT, BLESSINGS OF CALM.
NOTHING LAYS WAITING.
IMAGINE WHAT HE'S HOLD IN HIS PALM,
HOLDING IN HIS DREAM,
500 YEARS OF HATE JUST BUILDING LIKE STEAM,
MOUNTING LIKE KILIMANJARO.
SO, JUST WAIT UNTIL TOMORROW WHEN THINGS GET RIGHT WITH ME.
I'M GONNA SMITE THE WICKED, STEP OFF EASY.
WHAT, WHAT ?
BURR, BURR, WHAT'S UP, WHAT'S UP ?
WE'RE IN BUSINESS, GENTLEMEN.
CONTRACT GOT SIGNED TODAY.
NOW, WHY THAT PUT YOU IN SUCH A FINE FUCKIN' MOOD.
THEY AIN'T TURNING US INTO WORKING STIFFS, MAN.
POET, THAT ATTITUDE IS THE FIRST THING YOU GONNA GET RID OF.
I AIN'T DOIN' IT.
FUNNY HOW YOU THINK YOU GOT A CHOICE.
SO, WE GIVING UP THE TIT TRADE JUST LIKE THAT ?
IF I AM, YOU ARE, TOO.
HEY, YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT GETTING ON BOARD
RIGHT AWAY, OKAY ?
JUST BE READY BY 9:00 TOMORROW MORNING.
C'MON BURR, GODDAMN, MAN.
AND YOU DON'T HAVE TO BELIEVE THAT I'M RIGHT,
BECAUSE I'M GOING TO SHOW YOU HOW RIGHT I AM.
WHATEVER MAN.
SO, WHEN DO YOU EXPECT TO PUBLISH AUGUSTUS HILL'S BOOK ?
WE'RE HOPING TO HAVE IT OUT THIS MONTH,
BUT THAT'S WHY WE NEEDED TO SEE YOU.
THERE'S BEEN A BUMP OVER WHO OWNS THE RIGHTS.
AUGUSTUS HAD A WILL CLEARLY STATING ALL MONEYS FROM THE BOOK
WENT TO GROUPS THAT HELP PRISONERS,
LIKE THE FORTUNE SOCIETY.
YES, BUT HIS WIFE, ANABELLA...
EX-WIFE, SHE DIVORCED HIM.
WELL, SHE IS CLAIMING THAT THE DIVORCE WAS NOT FINAL
AT THE TIME OF HILL'S DEATH
AND THAT SHE IS THE RIGHTFUL HEIR TO HIS ROYALTIES.
PLUS, WE'VE BEEN SERVED AN INJUNCTION BY THE FAMILY
OF LAWRENCE HUDACK.
THE OFFICER THAT AUGUSTUS KILLED ?
THIS STATE HAS A SON OF SAM LAW.
ALL OF THE MONEY FROM THE BOOK
IS SUPPOSED TO GO INTO A VICTIM'S TRUST.
KAREEM, WE ARE LOOKING AT MONTHS,
MAYBE YEARS OF LEGAL BATTLES.
WHAT ARE YOU SAYING TO ME ?
YOU'RE NOT GONNA PUBLISH THIS BOOK ?
THE PUBLISHING INDUSTRY'S SHAKY RIGHT NOW,
AND THIS MEMOIR, ALTHOUGH WELL WRITTEN,
IT'S NOT A BEST SELLER.
WHAT IF I COULD MAKE IT WORTH YOUR WHILE,
CUT YOUR PRINTING COSTS ?
HOW ARE YOU GONNA DO THAT ?
I HAD AN INSPIRATION.
NOW, JUST WAIT A MINUTE, WAIT A MINUTE, BACK UP.
YOU WANT TO START YOUR OWN COMPANY ?
YES, BOOK BINDING.
I'VE DONE THE RESEARCH.
PERFECT SIZE BUSINESS TO RUN FROM OZ.
I PRESUME YOU'RE NOT LOOKING TO THE STATE FOR THE MONEY
TO START THIS LITTLE VENTURE.
NO, WE MUSLIMS WILL POOL OUR BANK ACCOUNTS.
IT'S A SMALL RISK.
MY PUBLISHERS HAVE AGREED TO LET ME PRODUCE
AUGUSTUS' BOOK FOR THEM.
THEY'VE INTRODUCED ME TO SEVERAL POTENTIAL CLIENTS.
I THOUGHT YOU WERE AGAINST THE WHOLE CONCEPT OF PRISON LABOR.
NOT THE CONCEPT, THE WAY IT'S PRACTICED.
I'M NOT GONNA DRIVE SOME LOCAL COMPETITOR OUT OF BUSINESS
IN THAT I DO NOT HAVE ANY LOCAL COMPETITORS.
AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, McMANUS,
I WILL PAY THE DECENT WAGE,
MINIMUM WAGE.
SO, YOU'RE GOING TO FORK OVER $5.25 AN HOUR
OUT OF YOUR OWN POCKET.
IN THE BEGINNING, YES, BUT WITH PROJECTED EARNINGS
I EXPECT WE'LL BE MAKING IT BACK WITHIN SIX WEEKS.
WELL, I CAN'T THINK OF A GOOD REASON TO SAY NO.
YOU ?
YOU KNOW, WE KEEP DEVELOPING OUR OWN INDUSTRIES,
OZ IS GONNA END UP ON THE COVER OF "FORTUNE 500".
LOOK AT THIS, MY BROTHERS.
IT'S AN ORDINARY BOOK TO SOME,
AND YET I BELIEVE WHAT I HOLD IN MY HAND IS THE PAST,
WHAT HAS BEEN WRITTEN;
THE PRESENT,
WHAT CAN BE READ NOW,
AND THE FUTURE,
THE GLORIOUS WORK BEFORE US.
AND WE MUSLIMS,
WE'RE GOING TO LEAD THE WAY
FOR THE WORLD TO SEE HOW WORKERS CAN BE TREATED FAIRLY,
CAN BE TREATED RESPECTFULLY.
WE WILL DEMONSTRATE TRUE PRIDE IN OUR CRAFT,
AND WE WILL DEMONSTRATE, ONCE AND FOREVER,
HOW HUMAN BEINGS PULLING TOGETHER CAN BECOME A FORCE
FOR GOOD AND CELEBRATE IT IN THE SPIRIT OF ALLAH.
( bell ringing )
NOW, I'M ASKING FOR YOUR HELP.
I'M ASKING FOR YOUR DEDICATION.
I AM ASKING FOR YOUR ABSOLUTE COMMITMENT.
ARE YOU WITH ME ?
( all ) YES.
I CAN'T HEAR YOU, ARE YOU WITH ME ?
YES !
ALLAH OU AKBAH.
ALLAH OU AKBAH !
ALLAH OU AKBAH...
ALL PRAISE IS DUE TO ALLAH.
OF COURSE YOU'VE SAID IT WILL BE DIFFICULT, MINISTER.
YES, BUT WORTH THE STRUGGLE.
BEING A PART OF PUBLISHING AUGUSTUS' BOOK,
THE ENTIRE POPULATION OF OZ WILL BE REJUVENATED.
NOW, I'VE CONTACTED ANABELLA HILL
AND THE HUDACK FAMILY.
I'M TRYING TO SETTLE THEIR LEGAL CLAIMS.
WHO'S THAT ?
HE'S A REPORTER.
HE'S GONNA DO A STORY ON OUR NEW VENTURE.
WAIT HERE.
ALRIGHT.
KAREEM SAID.
MR. IDZIK.
( shouting )
ARIF,
DON'T HARM HIM.
IT'S OKAY.
YOU'RE GONNA BE ALRIGHT.
YOU'RE GONNA BE ALRIGHT, MAN.
COME ON, COME ON.
BREATHE, BREATHE.
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE...
( Augustus Hill ) WILLIAM CONGREVE SAID,
"MUSIC HAS CHARMS TO SOOTHE A SAVAGE BREAST,
TO SOFTEN ROCKS OR BEND A KNOTTED OAK."
BUT WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE MUSIC IS GONE,
WHEN THERE IS NO MELODY,
WHEN ALL YOU HEAR IS SILENCE ?
THE BITTERSWEET, DEAFENING SOUND OF NOTHING,
NOTHING AT ALL.
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