Brawl in Cell Block 99 Page #5

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He is here to perform

a preliminary examination.

No.

You can't.

You can't.

This a baby girl

you're talking about.

It is lamentable

that she didn't have

smart parents.

Christopher bridge?

Christopher bridge!

Who?

Christopher bridge?

Never heard of him.

I'm looking for a guy

named Chris bridge.

Man:
There ain't no guy named

Christopher bridge in here.

Never has been.

- Now shut up!

- Are you sure about...

Jeremy:
There. In this one.

Wilson:
Get up, Mr. Thomas.

Into the hall.

Look at me.

I'd prefer the stun belt.

Look at me.

Do not blink until I give you

permission to blink.

That's funny.

It's easy to hit this button.

And we got a closet

full of batteries.

Look at me.

Do not blink until I give you

permission to blink.

That's good.

A few inmates requested

a little face time with you.

And I know

how you like to socialize.

Who?

Wilson:
Friends of yours.

Walk down the hall.

Go slow.

If this is a surprise party,

somebody missed the cue.

Wilson:

Do not kill him today.

The warden will have my ass.

We aren't in any hurry.

Your heroics cost me

$3.2 million,

as well as my freedom

for an undetermined

period of time,

and because of you,

my sister is now a widow.

Her husband was Pedro

whom you shot in the back.

Let my wife go.

You and I can

settle this however.

Mirame, blanco.

A few hours ago,

I received this photo.

You might like it.

I'll...

tear...

your head off.

Now listen to me very carefully.

If you harm me

or any of my associates,

the abortionist

will sever the limbs

from your little girl.

It's a long,

slow payback, blanco.

Looks like he needs a nap.

Wilson:
Lumberjack.

Goddamn hillbilly.

I'm sorry.

Sam:
Chow time for 99!

Here you go.

Man #1:
This sh*t smells

like a cab driver!

Sam:
Here.

Man #2:
I've tasted worse.

Sam:
I like your attitude.

You want to eat something?

If you don't like it,

dump it in the shithole.

Okay.

And any mess you make is

one you get to live with.

I'm not a maid.

You got utensils?

Plastics or whatever?

Man:
Hey, big guy.

You feeling okay?

A little south of okay.

You were raving for a while.

You have a fever?

Did.

How come the guards

are after you?

Hurt one of them.

Broke his arm.

Why are you in here?

I did some things

I'm not proud of.

Man:
Where are you from?

South somewhere?

I am.

Is it nice down there?

For most folks, it is.

I don't have a heap

of great memories

from back then.

Man:
They're helpful.

Bradley:
What are?

Memories.

Keep you sane

in a place like this.

I spent a lot of time

just reliving the good parts.

How long you been in here?

- Eight years.

- That's rough.

They still let you up

to see visitors?

People don't want to visit me.

- How about you?

- How about me what?

Man:
Do you have people

who still care about you

on the outside?

A few.

Two that really matter.

Man:
You have a wife?

Yeah.

She gonna wait for you?

She would have.

Wilson:

Wake up, Mr. Thomas.

Your buddies want to socialize.

Into the hall.

Close that.

I'd like to let

the place air out.

It smells like sh*t and dinner.

That wasn't a suggestion.

When I autograph that cast,

should I make it out

to Mr. or Mrs. b*tch?

I bet your kidneys

don't enjoy your jokes.

Get the gun!

Give me the keys.

Wilson:
Run! Get help.

He can't get you

with those chains on his ankles.

He will be choked out cold

by the time you get back.

Dead.

It'll be on you.

Give me the keys.

- Don't give him...

- quiet.

Let him loose.

F*** no.

Give me the keys.

You can't get out of redleaf.

Walk those over.

You stupid, stupid a**hole.

You killed him.

I know what I did.

Get in.

Man:
Don't feed him.

Make it so he has

to eat his friend

in order to stay alive.

Jeremy:
Warden tuggs will

kill you for this.

Him or somebody else.

Man:
Get his gun.

It's broken.

Man:
Take his stunner.

It's over there.

I'm not gonna stun these guys.

Man:
Can I have it then?

I could... I could

really use it in here.

Thanks.

Good luck.

Eleazar:
Johnny.

Check on Wilson.

Roman:
I can go with him

if you want.

Do what I say or I'll kill him.

Oh, f***!

Kill Mr. Thomas

and I'll double your wages.

Have them kick in

for your funeral.

F*** you, gringo.

Aaaah!

Roman:
Blanco.

Eleazar:
It's especially tragic

when parents lose a child.

My condolences.

If you do not hear from me

in 10 minutes,

commence the abortionist.

If you have not heard

from me within the hour,

dismantle the mother

and flush her down the toilet.

If you want your wife

and child to survive,

you better listen to me.

Call them off.

Go back to your cell,

or your baby's dead.

You don't have a choice.

You're wrong about that.

They will not

listen to you.

That's fine.

You're the one

that's gonna be making noise.

Call off your guy.

Return to your cell.

We'll do this the other way.

I will make no such phone call.

Eleazar:

Tell me your code

or it's the other leg.

7-7-7.

Howdy.

Is this that creep

that visited me at the fridge?

I want you to hear something.

Aah!

I already hurt eleazar serious.

Right now I'm dragging him

to a bunch of guys

who will f*** him bloody.

I don't want to do this,

but I will.

I think you know by now

I can get mean.

Eleazar:
Brad.

- Bradley.

- Bradley.

I will tell them

to release your wife.

They need to turn

her over to Gil

so that I can confirm

she's okay.

Talk correct or get raped.

Plans have changed.

Jeremy:
You're not gonna

get away with this.

Bradley:
Stay put,

or I'll break your neck.

Warden tuggs?

Mr. Thomas.

- Where's Wilson?

- In my cell.

And I have two

other hostages...

eleazar and your guy Jeremy.

Try and open that gate

or gas me,

I'll murder them both.

Man #1:
He'll do it!

Efficiently.

Tuggs:
Just what do you think

you're gonna accomplish here?

I'm waiting for a phone call.

One minute after I'm off,

I will turn myself over to you.

And I swear that to Jesus Christ

and heaven above.

Tuggs:
Wilson.

He's not gonna answer you.

Tuggs:
Jeremy?

Jeremy:
Yeah?

Tuggs:
You okay?

Jeremy:
I'm not dead.

Tuggs:
How soon before

this call comes through?

Soon.

Tuggs:

I got time for a cigar?

Half a one.

Well, I got a cigarello here

that smokes pretty fast.

Release her.

Don't approach the vehicle.

Gil:
Lauren?

Gil:
Lauren?

What a mess.

Very disappointing.

Give me the rifle.

I always said Bradley

picked a winner.

Gil?

Gil:
I got her.

How is she?

Gil:
She's good.

Thank god.

You handled everything?

Gil:
Yeah, it's done.

Good.

Put her on.

- Here.

Mr. Thomas.

You about done?

Pretty soon.

Bradley.

Bradley:
Hey.

Are you, uh...?

I'm all right.

What's going on there?

Don't worry about

what's going on over here.

I'm fine.

I'm calling to check on you

and koala.

Make sure you're safe...

Hear your voice...

It's all just so unreal...

the kidnapping and everything

that they tried to do.

I think it's over now.

Do you want to say

something to the koala?

Sure, I would.

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