Brokedown Palace Page #2

They're trying to drive me nuts:

"Sign. Your girlfriend confessed."

- They said I confessed?

- They said you signed a confession.

Like we're going to sign

something we can't read.

You didn't sign anything, did you?

It was my statement...

...saying we were innocent.

Was it in English or Thai?

Was it in English or Thai?

If they change what I said,

I'll tell them.

Clearly, I can't read Thai.

I'll just tell them

it's not what I said.

God, I'm sorry.

I'm just not used to being tossed

into a filthy, disgusting jail.

Are you gonna make this all my fault?

Is that what you think?

- You were carrying the bag.

- You packed it.

You were the last one alone with it.

Okay, so we're innocent.

So there's nothing to worry about.

Once my dad

gets to hear about this...

God, he'll know what to do.

Hello?

Yeah.

You've got the wrong Mr. Davis.

My daughter's off in Hawaii.

Alice Marano.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry, but it appears

there is no Nick Parks.

But I went to his hotel.

The Queen Victoria Hotel.

We sent someone. No Parks registered

as far back as three months.

Nor is there a plane reservation

in his name.

No Nick Parks.

But that's impossible. Check again.

We're quite thorough,

and of course we'll keep at it.

At this point, I must advise you

to consult with an attorney.

I'm sorry.

If you repent, plead guilty

and ask for mercy...

...the judge will be lenient.

No more than 40 years.

I'm not guilty!

If you plead not guilty

and don't prove...

...you get life sentence.

It's just until the trial.

You wash.

Dar, come on.

I wasn 't even that scared at first.

I'd had worse haircuts.

I believed if we could hold on

until the trial, it'd be over...

...like a nightmare.

I didn 't know it was all rigged here.

Like those birds you buy to set free.

They're really trained

to fly back to their cages.

Because that's all freedom is:

An illusion.

Waiter, there's a bug in my snot.

The fruit looks okay, though.

You like? Go take.

Thanks a lot.

Kneel down.

- Like you're praying.

- She...

Do the down-facing dog.

Make it super-size.

She said we could get some fruit.

- You have to earn the food.

- How do you earn it?

Put in your time. Take one of those.

I was so high, I didn't notice

my visa had run out.

I couldn't pay the fine to leave.

A bloke I met said he'd pay the fine

and give me some pocket money.

I just had to take some packets

and stuff them inside me.

You're telling that

smack-in-the-box tale again?

Yankee girl.

- What's with her?

- She thinks you're fun to piss off.

You're the new show

at the brokedown palace.

- When's checkout time?

- Check out anytime, man.

You find freedom here

and in here...

...and in here.

- What's with her?

- She thought she'd get pardoned.

Everybody thinks they'll get a pardon

from the crown. Makes me sick.

Addicted to fantasy. That road

leads straight into the ground.

It happened at least once.

The old mama-san...

...she was here one day

and gone the next.

- The guards were in a proper lather too.

- What happened?

Nobody knows.

We think a certain guard opened

the gate, and she just walks away.

Which guard was it?

Velie. We think Velie.

So someone bribed Velie? With what?

I heard it was $ 100 for the gate

and a car waiting.

Please. If they catch you escaping...

...they add 15 years to your sentence.

Mama-san could have been shot

in the street.

All this talk is a waste of time.

You should get in touch

with Yankee Hank.

- Who?

- Yankee Hank.

- He's a barrister. That's a stretch.

- Yankee Hank's a damn good lawyer.

If he's so good,

how come you never called him?

An impoverished soul like myself?

He like American folding money.

You're not lying.

Of course, if I had the dosh,

I'd try Velie first.

Dad!

I'm so sorry.

What?

I'm sorry I lied about Hawaii.

Honey, it's all right.

We're gonna get you out of here.

Don't worry. Whatever it takes.

Tell everyone I didn't do it.

- What?

- We didn't do it!

They know that. Everybody

knows that, baby.

Everybody back home

misses you, sweetie.

- Why would you want to come here?

- I'm so sorry.

That's all right.

We'll find a way, okay?

Everything is gonna work out,

I promise.

It'll be okay.

I love you.

He's going to get us out.

- He said us?

- Yeah, he wants to see you.

You always thought

you were so smart.

I hope you're proud of yourself.

- Mr. Davis...

- You're a schemer.

You think I don't know you?

You are dead wrong.

Every word out of your mouth is a lie.

Six years old, paint on your hands,

on our couch.

"I didn't do it."

16 years old, the beer cans

in my car. "I didn't do it."

Let me hear you say it again.

Say it in here.

Come on, for old times' sake.

I didn't do it!

I'm so glad he's here.

He's being so great about it.

He really knows

how to grease the wheels.

He'll know what to do.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing.

- Why aren't you excited?

- I am.

Did he tell you

he spoke to your dad?

Goddamn it!

You like?

Good fish heads.

No! It's a matter of days now.

I told the detective the truth.

I told him about Nick Parks and all

the events leading up to our arrest.

I signed a statement...

...assuming it was just a translation

of what I said.

But these aren't my words.

I never said any of that.

That's the truth.

- What happened?

- Don't worry, we'll appeal.

You can request a pardon.

He found you both guilty.

- For how long?

- Good news. It wasn't life.

You both got numbered sentences.

- For how long?

- 33 years.

- Daddy!

- Honey, I'll take care of everything.

Yes, we're all over it.

Listen, I gotta go.

Sorry about that. Couldn't be helped.

- I know how you must feel.

- Fellas, look...

I know what goes on around here.

They take drugs seriously.

- There's no doubt...

- Come on.

Nobody here really wants

to stop the drugs. They're all...

I don't care if Thailand drowns

in heroin. That's their business.

Your business is to help

American citizens.

She didn't do anything.

They're not gonna make

an example of my little girl...

...with some trumped-up charge.

You pull strings all the time.

You could pull them for my daughter.

The DEA will continue

our investigation.

If we find the alleged man

who lured your daughter into this...

...we'll certainly

introduce that in an appeal.

I know this is difficult for you.

But the best thing

you can do is go home.

Go back to your family.

Nothing will fall through the cracks.

We'll keep you informed.

That's a promise.

So here we are.

Just two more drug smugglers.

I don 't even know why

I'm making this tape.

How do you do?

I'm Henry Greene.

Hank Greene, actually.

- Who are you?

- Yankee Hank?

Yankee Hank, or Hank the Yank,

or whatever.

What can I do for you?

You want a cigarette?

- So you're like a lawyer?

- No, I am a lawyer.

Is this pro bono work that you do?

Pro bono? No.

So I listened to your narrative.

Forgive me if I'm blunt,

but there's nothing there.

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