Brubaker Page #4

Synopsis: When the new warden comes in disguised as an inmate, he sees firsthand all the corruption and scams the guards and prison officials are running. When he reveals himself and starts to implement reforms to stop the corruption, the local business community, who had been benefiting from the scams, fights back, and the corrupt prison system starts making political trouble for the new warden.
Genre: Crime, Drama
Director(s): Stuart Rosenberg
Production: 20th Century Fox Film Corporation
  Nominated for 1 Oscar. Another 1 win.
 
IMDB:
7.1
Metacritic:
54
Rotten Tomatoes:
77%
R
Year:
1980
131 min
826 Views


Get these men out of here, now!

What are you gonna do with them?

Put them in your house?

What do you mean, call the state hospital?

You're 20 miles closer.

It's raining like hell outside.

I've got one station wagon.

I can't put them in open trucks.

What?

Listen to me. These are injured men.

No, don't lay down.

Hey, don't lay down.

Put this here. Give me your hand.

Put some pressure on it.

An hour?!

Why?

Why?

All right, now, I'm counting on that.

Two ambulances.

Yeah, thanks a lot.

We got a bleeder over here!

You gotta get this man to a hospital!

- They all gotta be.

- I said I can't afford no more.

Shut up!

What did he say?

Nothing.

Brubaker, I can't afford no more.

- Shut up!

- Wait a minute.

What's going on here?

I said, nothing.

- What's the matter with you?

- You charge for medical attention?

- Who?

- You!

What are you so excited about?

We been doing it this way for years.

Get your hands off me! Don't!

You call yourself a doctor?

Get your ass off this farm!

Crazy man! You're a crazy man!

Crazy fool!

Zaranska, this is your hospital now.

- What? Hell, I-

- You're in charge...

...until we get a real doctor.

I don't know about hospital-

You know a lot more about it than I do.

Work with me.

Looking good, warden.

Willets.

We just took delivery on 300 cases

of chili con carne last week.

Where are they now? I wonder.

No, I just looked in the locker.

Boys gobble it up?

Not the rankmen.

And there's only 50 trusties.

Now, that comes to 7200 cans.

Divided by 50 trusties,

that comes to 144 cans.

And you correct me if I'm wrong.

You okay?

You're going too fast for me.

Divided by seven days...

...that comes to 20.5 cans of chili

per trusty per day.

Now, does that tell you anything?

Willets?

- Are you alive, Willets?

- No, sir.

Great.

Excuse me. The roof just fell in.

People are starving to death.

I'd like you to find out

where all the food is going here.

Purcell, I want this-

You'll do that, Willets?

I want this posted:

Only regulation outfits now...

...are prison-issue pants,

boots and shirts.

- We don't have any boots.

- Well, order them.

- But that's Willets' area, acquisitions.

- Roy, no, you order them, would you?

And I'm gonna need about 700 pairs.

And no more shaved heads.

Yeah, but sizes. How am I gonna

figure out how many nines?

You know that. Come on.

Goddamn, look at you.

New blood.

Now, that's what this place needing.

You're Brubaker, am I right?

- That's right.

- Don't look like no warden.

Chocolate prune cake in there.

My missis baked it up special

for you.

I hate prunes. They cloud my mind.

- I say my name?

- No, but I know who you are.

C.P. Woodward. Call me Woody.

Now, you saying we met?

- What can I do for you, Mr. Woodward?

- Roof.

- What?

- Roof. I came about the roof.

Purcell gave me a yell, said you declared

a state of emergency or something.

I thought you just sell lumber.

Oh, I sell it, I grow it,

I mill it, I hammer it.

I got wood in my veins.

You just give me

your John Hancock there.

We'll fix things up tight.

No. No, hold it now.

Don't you wanna go up there

and see what the size of the problem is?

Whatever we find, we'll fix.

See, the damn thing of it is...

...you get one little pinprick hole

in that tar paper from the factory-

This isn't a question of pinpricks

or tar paper. You built that thing wrong.

You know it.

You built it two years ago...

...and I want you to rebuild it.

Of course you do.

And don't you worry.

I can help you out on the cost. I'll bill

only my materials full this time around.

This isn't gonna cost me anything.

- You guarantee your work, don't you?

- Of course!

Look, you gotta get on top

of this sh*t pile, Henry...

...and then the job's

not just a ball-buster.

I mean, you'll be happier then.

Well, I'm not complaining.

Are you unhappy?

It sure sounds like it to me.

I'm not in

the construction business for my health.

Or anybody else's, it seems.

I am in the middle of my inventory. It's

a pain in the ass, but I rushed over here.

Ain't been anybody coming

from Wakefield to give me a hand lately.

We're not sending any convicts

to you anymore, Mr. Woodward.

- That's slave labor.

- No. It is not.

No, no. You got it all backwards.

See, because this is a community.

The people around here don't ostracize

this prison. We accept it.

We cooperate.

It's a two-way street.

Now, you gonna be seeing

a lot of nice things...

...from people

in the farm-supply business...

- ...clothing business-

- Lumber business?

Take that cake. Now, the point

ain't whether you like prune.

- It's the thought that counts.

- Exactly.

It's only smart to accept the stuff,

keep your mouth shut...

...and let things run like they've been

going for 100 years.

Before we was born even, you and me.

I'm talking about tradition.

Don't f*** with tradition.

Count your own woodpile, Woody.

I'll fix my own roof.

- People are gonna be disappointed in you.

- It won't be the first time.

And I hope you're right. Take this.

Take it.

Purcell, get me all the contracts

and insurance policies on that roof.

I want everything you got.

Whose team are you on, Purcell?

What can I say?

He's the coach for now.

Short season.

Oh, no. It's no secret.

Write it all down.

We got prison lumber, prison labor

building motels for people in town...

...building people's swimming pools.

That's right.

And my kitchen-rider, my trusty,

is loading our food into state police cars.

State police? It runs that deep?

We're gonna be stepping

on more toes than I imagined.

What's that?

I'm just warning you, because

you're likely to start hearing some things.

All right, I'll be ready

to run some interference for you.

No, no. I'll talk to the governor.

Let me do that.

Lilly, can I call you back?

Uh-huh.

Bye.

There you go.

There you go.

There you go.

Put some down on there.

Give me some of that stuff there.

Hey, wait a minute, man.

There you go.

Where's Huey Rauch?

I haven't seen him around.

Smell this.

- I'm a city boy.

- Purcell?

That smells like kerosene.

This animal's been shot.

Do you know anything about it?

That truck out there, you don't know

anything about that either, I suppose.

Looked like a free-worlder.

Now, what are these?

I don't know.

Shacks.

Are they on our property?

Let me think.

Honestly...

...yeah, I think.

Oh, sh*t.

I don't know who's in there,

I don't know what you're up to.

But we got the new warden from the

prison here, and we're probably coming in.

Right?

Probably nobody home.

F*** you, Huey. I ain't hiding

in the dark like no human insect.

Yeah? What?

- Good morning.

- Morning.

Would you please get your ass out here

and take care of this?

Excuse me. I have a tight schedule.

- With one thing on his mind.

- Don't make it sound like that.

Everything has to be learned.

Even kids have had sex.

Is that what you're going

to practice at your next party?

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