Cell 213 Page #4

But then you know the rules, don't you?

(YELL, THUD)

(MAN SCREAMS)

MICHAEL:
He does that sometimes.

The doctor told me what happened.

I didn't try to kill myself.

Mr. Gray, if someone tried to hurt you,

one of the guards or one of the inmates,

you have to let me know.

We can put a stop to this.

I don't think you can.

(SQUELCHING)

Mr. Gray, listen to me.

Mr. Gray.

It's in my cell.

What is?

What's in your cell?

The Seat of Satan.

(DOOR BUZZER)

FRANK:
Stay put.

Excuse me, Father. I have an inmate

who wants you to hear a confession.

Sure. Of course.

- Well, that's it, guys.

- Thanks, Father.

Appreciate it.

(DOOR BUZZER)

(DOOR BUZZER)

When was your last confession, son?

I don't go to church.

MICHAEL:
What does that mean?

Satan has asked to sift you as wheat.

"Simon, Simon, Satan has asked

to sift you as wheat."

It's the origin of "Simon Says".

I don't understand.

PRIEST:
Before the Devil can tempt a soul,

he has to ask permission from God.

This is his request.

The wheat is your soul.

It will be tested.

But the important thing to remember is

that if God does give the Devil permission

to tempt someone,

he also provides a way out for the chosen.

AUDREY:
"I know where thou dwelleth,

where the Seat of Satan is."

"Enters earth through hell."

Revelations...

PRIEST:
Is there something

you'd like to confess?

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER PA)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

You look awful.

(SOBS)

Thank you for coming so fast.

- Did you talk to him?

- Yeah.

What did he say?

He said to tell you

he did what you asked him to do.

- You scared him?

- Yeah. I scared him.

You had a witness killed.

Don't worry about the witness.

(CHILD SCREAMS)

He was supposed to scare him.

Stop him from testifying. That's all I asked.

That's all I asked.

The whole family was murdered.

I'm going to die in here.

(GENTLE SNORING)

Good night, fellas. Get some sleep.

(LAUGHS)

GIRL:
She made her clothes for you.

(LAUGHS)

I didn't kill you.

I want Michael Gray's complete file.

And I want to see cell 213.

(DOOR BUZZER)

(DOOR BUZZER)

Stepping, 213.

(DOOR BUZZER)

He'll be out of the infirmary tomorrow.

You thought you'd cure his thanatophobia

by giving him work in the morgue?

- I'm sorry, are you talking to me?

- Yes.

You thought you could cure a phobia of

death by sticking an inmate in a morgue?

How did you learn to swim, Ms. Davis?

Did you wade in?

Or did your daddy just throw you in?

- He threw me in.

- Well...

He was drunk at the time.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Mine, I'm glad to say,

was a lot more sober choice.

And you thought solitary would also help?

Both for his safety and the safety

of others. This is a world of order.

No, it's not.

Why do you think you are here, Ms. Davis?

What do you mean?

Do you think you're here to save Mr. Gray?

I think I'm here to make this prison

a functional facility.

But you like him, don't you?

I don't even know him.

This is a man who stabbed his client

in the neck four times.

This is a man who set six murderers free

in two years.

Oh, you have a thing for the bad boys.

You want to talk about that?

Was drunk daddy a bad boy?

Maybe yelled a little.

Maybe hit you from time to time.

Your guard was the only witness

on the Gray case.

A guard with a history of drinking.

A guard who's been brought up

on seven charges of excessive force

in his seven years of being at this prison.

None prosecuted.

A guard who said... It's right here.

"It's a whole other world,

with different rules of survival."

He put Michael Gray in here.

He's doing this to him.

Mr. Michael Gray, attorney at law,

did this to himself.

You know, if you want to off yourself,

there's all kinds of good sh*t in the morgue.

Knock you out, kill you,

whatever you're looking for.

None of the side-effects of hanging.

I think I know why I'm here.

Is that so?

I'm seeing things.

People.

Same thing happened to Charlie.

It just took him longer.

He was in that place for more than a year

before it started working on him.

Seen it again and again.

All I know is, they put you in that cell,

you ain't never coming out the same again.

If you ever come out at all.

- She come by yet today?

- No, not today.

- Maybe she left.

- I doubt it.

What do you think she's looking for?

Hell if I know.

A person can find what they want

if they look hard enough.

Even if it's not here.

Are you okay, Ray?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I mean, with you and Julia.

Yeah, sure.

Look, do me a favor.

If our little government lady shows up,

give me a call.

Sure thing.

Jefferson.

Let's go. Back to your cell.

I should stay here and finish up.

The kid can't do this sh*t by himself.

Looks like he's gonna have to, doesn't it?

Now move it.

Finish up. Someone will be by for you.

RAY:
Come on!

You ain't going to act up on me now,

are you, b*tch?

Your boy Ray gave us some private time.

It's you and me now, pretty-pretty.

I mean, that ass done been paid for.

It's got nothing to do with me.

Oh, yeah, well, you're non-refundable.

I don't like it up in here.

All this death in one room and sh*t.

But if I don't turn that ass out soon,

that don't look too good on me,

you know what I mean?

(LAUGHS) Am I making you nervous, pretty?

Oh, baby, you ain't got

to clean that up for me.

I like it messy.

Damn, that sh*t smells rough! Goddamn. Ew!

You know what, while you down there,

you want to take a little something?

(YELLS)

Go to sleep. Go to sleep.

You don't think I'll do it?

(SIX STRUGGLES)

MICHAEL:
That's it. That's it.

Come on.

Is that good enough?

Is that good enough for you?

I do this and we're done. We're done!

There we go.

- There you go.

- (SIX STRUGGLES)

There you go. Here you go!

You didn't think I could do it, did you?

See, I can do it.

There are five people in this facility

that know the embalming procedures.

One of them was in the infirmary last night.

The other was in iso

with an assigned responsible.

That leaves you three.

They found the body propped up in the latrine

over by the morgue this morning.

You have five of God's holy seconds

to tell me which one of you did this.

Or hell is gonna come down on all of you.

You're all going to solitary

until I find out who's responsible.

Don't smile at me.

Don't f***ing smile, pal.

Get them the f*** out of here, Ray.

Let's go.

Let's go. Move.

Now I know you didn't do this, okay?

If you tell me what I want to hear,

all this stops.

- (JEFFERSON CHUCKLES)

- Okay?

(JEFFERSON COUGHS)

You set the whole damn thing up, didn't you?

Except you was thinking

it would go the other way.

(JEFFERSON LAUGHS)

You was thinking that brother...

...would put your new problem

right out of the picture.

Guess what?

I did everything you wanted me to do.

Why are you still here?

When is Mr. Sands coming back?

He said he'd be 20 minutes or so,

give or take.

Well, look who's here.

I moved Jefferson over to iso, cell 209.

Thanks, Ray.

- What happened?

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