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Do you know what this prison is,

Mr. McCallum?

One big human bomb.

And you say, kick it and it'll be quiet.

Smash it and it won't explode.

Munsey, what do you think

of the doctor's viewpoint?

I think, sir, that on occasion,

the doctor becomes unduly alarmed.

Warden?

Uh, I don't... I don't know.

I do. Like so many dreamers

and drunkards...

the doctor's emotional words are empty.

What's your solution?

All I know is that when people are sick...

you don't cure them

by making them sicker.

By your methods,

we send the man back to society...

a worse criminal than he was

when they sent him to us.

Platitudes, Doctor.

I'm waiting for your solution.

For men like you, Mr. McCallum,

there will never be any solution.

- Wait a minute, Walters!

- Not while you wanna destroy instead of build.

What we need here is a little more patience

and much more understanding.

We've been patient too long.

And as for understanding...

I'm positive the purpose of my visit

cannot be misunderstood.

You'll remain here, Warden,

only as long as there's no further trouble.

Good day.

Doctor.

I'll see you to the gate, sir.

I've been warden here

for such a long time.

I wouldn't know where to go...

what to do.

- The place looks so nice now.

- Oh, that's swell.

- I got flower drapes and big chairs...

- The boy doesn't know anything about it.

- Fine, fine.

- And if he did...

- She loves to come to see you.

- It's good she's so young.

She thinks it's such fun, like a holiday.

Over there. Your attorney.

- Ruth?

- She won't go through with it.

- But she's got to.

- I've had three different doctors to see her.

They've all tried to explain how

important an operation is, right away.

But she keeps saying no,

not unless you're there.

Nothing matters to Ruth without you, Joe.

Not even her life.

How long has she got?

I don't know.

Let me tell her you're here.

- No.

- She loves you, Joe.

- She'll understand.

- No.

Okay. I guess you know

what you're doing.

Go back and talk to her. Try to make her

go through with it. Keep tryin'.

- All right, Joe.

- Wait.

- Get some cash. Keep it in your office.

- What are you going to do?

There's not much I can do, is there?

I'm not trying to interfere.

I'm just saying that if you send Roberts

back to the drainpipe, I won't...

All right, Munsey, have it your way.

- Doc.

- Joe.

They letting you run around loose?

I'm waitin' to be reclassified.

Munsey'll find another job for me.

He always has.

Well, sit down.

Be with you in a second.

Glad you dropped in.

A patient of mine, old Pat Regan,

wants to see you.

There's a pass to the infirmary

right there on the table.

Thanks.

- Doc.

- Yeah?

How quick will cancer kill somebody?

Well, that's the wrong way

to put the question.

These days, cancer doesn't

have to mean death at all. Why?

Well, uh, how about

if they have to operate?

Even so, it depends entirely on the case.

The important thing, of course,

is the time element.

- Somebody close?

- Yeah.

By the way, what time is it?

- About 10:
30.

- Are you sure?

To be exact, it's 10:27.

Why?

Wilson, 10:
30.

Wilson, 10:
30.

Wilson, 10:
30.

Did I ever tell you about

that last limousine of mine?

Beautiful... and roomy.

Listen, that car was so long, when I picked

up the phone to talk to the chauffeur...

I had to call long-distance.

Strangely enough,

had this same number on it.

Keep movin'.

Wilson, 10:
30.

Wilson, 10:
30.

- Where are you goin'?

- Just to get a drink, Wilson.

Hey!

Help! Help!

He made me do it!

He made me do it!

No, don't! Stay away from me!

Captain Munsey made me do it!

You guys would have

done the same thing!

Please!

Dr. Walters.

Yes, Warden.

What?

Yes, yes. I'll be right over.

Warden, when did it happen?

I see.

- A prisoner just killed.

- Yeah?

Well, this is one rap they can't

hang on you, Collins.

I'm your witness.

Important thing, witnesses.

Lucky you asked me before

exactly what time it was.

Yeah, wasn't it?

A fella named Wilson.

Tough break.

Accident?

Positively.

Witnesses.

- Hey, Louie.

- Yeah?

A human interest story.

Remember that terrific third baseman,

got paroled a couple of years ago?

- Dougherty?

- He'll be back for the book.

Just knocked off his old lady.

You don't say.

Just shows you a guy don't think.

If he'd done it last year, we might have beat

the Patrolmen's Benevolent Association.

If you'd asked my advice about Wilson,

I'd have said, "Don't do it."

Maybe that's why nobody asked you.

It'll only make things tougher

for everybody else.

- I don't care about everybody else.

- That's cemetery talk.

Why not? We're buried, ain't we?

Only thing is, we ain't dead.

What's on your mind?

You and me... out.

They told me you had the fever ever since

the day you got here.

- I thought you had more sense.

- No lectures. Just yes or no.

Look, Collins, cons respect me.

So does the warden.

I've had a good setup here

because I've tried to help both sides.

- And I never crossed either.

- So what?

So, in spite of Munsey,

I'm still number one.

I've been here six years.

Know how many propositions I've had

to crack the wall?

Six thousand.

They're on tap all the time.

- Look, Gallagher...

- Wait a minute.

See this fella at the Linotype machine?

He's a lifer. Done 12.

Come on.

- Crenshaw.

- Yeah?

- You know Collins. He's okay.

- Sure.

How's the plan?

If there's no hitch, we go Tuesday.

- You in, boss?

- No. Good luck.

It's all set this time.

It's been all set every Tuesday for 12 years.

And 12 years from now,

it'll still be next Tuesday.

Look, Gallagher,

I know this drum's full of crackpots.

One con's gonna buy his way out.

Another knows the governor's cousin.

A third guy's even gonna float out

in a homemade balloon.

But I'm not buyin' any pipe dreams.

It can be done. It's been done before,

and it'll be done again.

It can be done here... by us.

By you and me.

Collins, if I ever put in with anybody,

it'll be with you.

There's no need for that now.

You I can tell why.

Promised me my parole.

Very soon now,

I'll be walking out of here.

- Next Tuesday?

- Could be next...

So long, Gallagher.

#White tie and tails

for the movie tonight #

#The boy gets the girl

and that's all right ##

It is too.

Check... mate.

Clip you again, soldier?

Yeah, chess, dominoes,

whatever we play.

- Don't you ever lose?

- Very seldom, friend.

I was born with what

you might call the golden touch.

I almost won the Golden Gloves once.

They gave me a watch

and a robe with my name on the back.

My girl was there... Henrietta.

I'll be in the infirmary.

I gotta see a guy.

- Still figurin'?

- Still.

Save me a seat at the movie.

Take it easy, lady.

Hey, what goes between you guys

and this dame?

Watch your language, my unromantic friend.

You're speaking of a lady.

It's enough to give somebody the creeps.

You fellas smilin' at a picture, throwin'

kisses at her. You might think she was real.

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