100 Feet
What are you looking at?
Nothing.
Shanks, what's your status?
Yeah, I got her in the car now.
She's not going anywhere.
Listen, we hit a little traffic
on the BQE.
Running a little late.
Tell Jimmy to meet us at the house.
- Over.
- Copy.
Here we are.
Home sweet home.
Enjoy the fresh air.
Last time you'll get to.
- Now, let's go.
- I'm goin'.
Let's go.
Hasn't changed much, has it?
Hey!
- You're late.
- Yeah, traffic.
- Hi. I'm Jimmy.
- Hi.
- Let's get started.
- All right.
Yeah, it's a bit bulky.
Actually, I keep requesting
the smaller ones,
but the department won't spend
the money, so...
Just put the f***ing thing on her.
I'm gonna need your leg, please.
Is that too tight?
- What, is this a date?
- No, it's fine.
There you go.
Now, it stays on your ankle
all the time.
even when you shower.
Key stays with me.
You're now under house arrest,
and you'll remain on these premises
for the duration of your entire sentence.
- Understand?
- Yes.
Good. Jimmy, show her
how this thing works.
You're free to move anywhere
within 100 foot radius.
If you go past the 100 foot perimeter,
an alarm activates.
If the alarm continues
for more than 3 minutes,
a signal will automatically be sent,
and the cops will be dispatched
to the scene immediately.
That would be me.
Break house arrest,
you go back to jail.
Any violation automatically adds 10 years
to your sentence. You get it?
- Do you get it?!
- Yeah, I get it!
Also, if you attempt to remove
the electronic ankle bracelet,
or otherwise tamper with the base unit,
again, an alarm will
automatically alert the police.
Just try.
Okay.
I wanna make sure that you have maximum
mobility within this restricted area.
- Thanks, Jimmy.
- You're welcome.
Now, the base unit comes
with its own power source,
so even if we get a blackout
or something, it's live.
Ms. Watson, go to
the front door, please.
Good.
Good.
What do you think you're doing?
I got to get the mail, don't I?
Any questions?
None on my end.
How about you, Lou?
Goodbye.
You got it.
Have a nice day, Lou.
You'd think you guys would
have cleaned that up.
You made the mess, you clean it up.
Here you got the next year to sit in
this house and think about what you did.
I hope it doesn't give you
a minute's peace.
You, son of a b*tch!
If you'd have answered
just one of my 9-1-1 calls,
or taken any of my police
reports seriously,
You didn't have to kill my partner.
Better him than me.
Carol!
What do you mean you got no one
in the area to turn the power on?
The guy said he'd be here between 1 and 4.
Not until Monday?
Oh, man! I got to go a whole weekend
with no electricity?
That's just great.
No. No, that's it.
Thank you.
Hello.
Honey, your fine ass better be in front
of a color TV watching American Idol,
with a Hagen-Daz in one hand and a bottle
of Johnnie Walker in the other.
What's up, girlfriend?!
Same b*tches different day, you know.
How's everything on the outside, baby?
Well, I'm home, Chandra.
But, you know, they gave me one of those
electronic bracelet thingies, you know?
So it's like I'm sort
of still in jail.
Stop feeling sorry for yourself.
Go get laid.
Oh, I don't know how much action
I'm gonna see stuck in this house.
Use the phone.
Make a booty call.
You don't know how lucky you are.
You make damn sure
you never come back here.
Rosey and Johnson are still in solitary
for that sh*t they did to you.
I'd die first.
Listen, my time is up.
I gotta go, but I'm glad you're home.
The girls in Cell Block "C" say hi.
- Call me.
- Come visit.
Who's there?
Oh, sh*t.
Oh, no...
Oh, no, no, God!
Please don't be a rat.
Oh, God!
Oh, my God, you scared
the sh*t out of me!
Come here.
Hey.
Come on. It's okay.
Come here.
Come on.
Hi... It's okay.
I ain't gonna hurt you!
Get back. Get back
or I'll use this! Back off!
- How did you get in?
- Don't cut me!
- How did you get in?
- There is an open window in the basement.
- The basement. That's where you've been staying?
- Yes. In the basement.
- Get out. Get out.
- I'm going.
- Get out!
- I'm going!
Hi, is this Gristedes?
Do you deliver?
- Who's there?
- Gristedes delivery.
Hang on a sec.
- Hi.
- Hi.
It's a long story.
Oh, come in.
Where do you want these?
Kitchen. Just down the hall.
Anywhere.
- You just moved in?
- Yeah.
Well, not exactly.
It's my house.
I was away for awhile.
I live just up the street.
for the longest tome. I thought...
the cops had...
I don't know.
- It's a nice place.
- Oh, thanks.
- I'm Marnie.
- I'm Joey. Hi.
Hi, Joey.
I'm gonna need you to bring me
groceries regularly. Is that okay with you?
The market is right around the corner.
Yeah. I know. I'm kind
of the stay-at-home type.
That's cool. I can use the tips.
Right.
- How's five?
- Yeah, thanks, that'll be cool.
So, um, what do you do?
Oh, I... I work out of the house.
Right. Well, cool.
Okay, well...
Yeah, well, I guess I should be getting back.
- I'll see you around, Ms. Watson.
- Marnie.
Right. Nice to meet you, Marnie.
Robbing the cradle.
What happened?
I fell down.
No. What happened, Marnie?
- I don't remember.
- You remember prison?
How did you get a bruise
on the side of your face?
I don't know. I guess
it happened when I...
- I fell down and hit my head.
- Oh, really? No.
You don't get a bruise on the side of
your face when you fall on your head.
It looks like a person did that.
It wasn't a person.
Marnie, was there somebody
in this house with you last night?
No.
- You covering for somebody?
- I don't understand what you're talking about.
I'm asking you.
Is somebody beating on you and for
some reason you're covering for them?
No! Why would I do that?
- All right.
- Thanks.
I guess living in a house where you killed
your husband must be tough on anyone, huh?
cleaned that up.
There's no such thing as ghosts.
Is this Magnum Sales?
Yeah, I'm calling about your ad saying
you're looking for phone sales people.
It says here you can work out
of your own home.
Who's there?
Who the f*** is there?!
Thank you, Con Ed.
That's what's wrong with me.
Caffeine withdrawal.
You had it coming!
You hear me?!
You had it coming!
You beat the sh*t out of me for years!
And when you were
on the juice it was worse.
It's your fault you're dead.
You, bastard!
You were gonna kill me.
This is my house.
And I'm not leaving, you hear me?!
This is my house!
You'll have to kill me first!
Hi.
Well, I see you haven't lost
your flair for the dramatic.
Oh, I cut myself shaving.
I can't believe you came.
Well, I left a message. I told you
I was coming by with the papers.
I know, but, I thought maybe you'd send
your assistant or something.
- Well, where you want to do it? Here, or inside?
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