Cell 213 Page #5

- What?

You...

It's nothing. Just doing my job.

SECRETARY:
Oh.

Mr. Clement.

I'd like to talk to you for a moment

if I could.

Look, as far as I'm concerned,

we've already talked.

Anyway, I promised my wife I'd get home

in time to make supper.

So if you need to speak to me in

the future, run it by the warden first.

- Good night.

- Good night.

He's such a nice man.

The way he takes care of his wife and all.

Will you please call Mr. Sands?

I need to speak to Michael Gray.

He said not to disturb him

unless it was an emergency.

Prison is all locked down now anyhow.

Nothing you can do tonight

that can't be done tomorrow.

(FRANK CLEARS HIS THROAT)

It's Frank. I'm going for a smoke.

(DOOR BUZZER)

(DOOR BUZZER)

Jefferson. Jefferson!

JEFFERSON:
How you holding up, son?

(BANGS DOOR)

Why did you do that for me?

JEFFERSON:

I ain't got much living left to do.

I might as well do it on my feet

instead of my knees.

MICHAEL:
I thought I was doing

what they wanted me to do.

What who wanted you to do?

The people that I hurt.

The ones I've been seeing.

JEFFERSON:

That was a f***ed-up thing you did, son.

Anybody telling you to do something like that

ain't looking for nothing

but to send you straight to hell.

That's the trick here, son.

Fighting all the temptation

to become one of them.

Staying human in a world full of animals.

That's the trick.

Our bodies may be gone

from the outside world,...

...but we got to hang on to our souls.

You hear me, son?

We got to hang on to our souls.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

(LOUNGE MUSIC PLAYS)

(KNOCKS)

(KNOCKS)

Mr. Clement?

I'd like to talk to you for five minutes

if I could.

Mr. Clement, can you please open the door?

(DOG BARKS NEARBY)

Oh, my goodness.

Let's get this out, chicken's almost done.

A little down. Not so loud, right?

That's better. Alright, then.

Yes, you do.

That smells good. I love this stuff.

You know what, I'm getting better at this.

There you go.

Alrighty.

What do you think? Good? Alright.

Excellent.

Okay.

Thank you, Lord, for this food

we're about to partake.

We pray that it gives strength to do

Your bidding for another day.

Amen.

Cheers.

What the hell are you doing at my house?

Huh?

I just wanted to talk to you, Ray.

I already told you,

I don't want to talk to you.

Now, you get the hell off my property now.

- Go!

- Where's your wife?

It's none of your damn business

where my wife is.

She's gone, okay?

She's gone because of people like you.

I know what you're doing.

I know what you're trying to do.

You've got nothing on me.

It was my word against his.

I know what you're trying to do.

The jury picked me.

That's good. Good.

Hey, Ray.

I thought you went home for the night.

Uh...

No, I just forgot something

that I've got to go and do.

I'll be out in a minute. Cool?

(DOOR BUZZER)

(DOOR BUZZER)

(DOOR BUZZER)

(CONTINUOUS ALARM)

(ALARM STOPS)

Let's go. Get up.

(DOOR BUZZER)

Bit late, Ms. Davis.

- MICHAEL:
Tell me about the cell.

- Shut the f*** up!

Work with me, Ray. Tell me about the cell.

You know about the cell.

- Tell me about the cell!

- Shut the f*** up!

JOSEPH:
How can I help you, Ms. Davis?

Ray Clement just tried to kill me.

And there is no wife.

I don't know what he did to her,

or if she left him...

He tried to kill me, and I think

he's come back to kill Gray.

Well, what makes you think that?

Because Michael Gray did not kill that man.

And Ray is the only one who knows it.

(DOOR BUZZER)

(DOOR BUZZER)

- RAY:
Come on.

- FRANK:
Ray.

- Frank.

- I was just outside for a smoke.

I know I'm not supposed to leave...

FRANK:
Going in the cage, Ray?

Just taking care of some business.

Get back to work.

Wait here.

(DOOR BUZZER)

(CONTINUOUS ALARM)

(ALARM STOPS)

Where is he?

(DOOR OPENING)

- Where's Gray?

- FRANK:
Uh...

He's with Ray, sir. Going to the cage.

He didn't have his uniform on, sir.

I should have...

It's alright, Frank.

You know where the file room is?

RAY:
Thought you'd win this thing,

didn't you, lawyer? Huh?

Thought you and your little girlfriend

could cheat fate.

This isn't the way.

This is what it wants.

Shut the f*** up!

It makes you scared.

It makes you angry.

That's how it gets you, and too often...

Shh!

(MICHAEL COUGHS)

(STRUGGLES)

AUDREY:
Michael.

Michael, where is Ray?

Where is he?

Are you okay?

This is hell.

It's punishment...

for all the people that I hurt.

Michael, we've got to go.

We have to get you out of here.

Come on.

(YELLS)

Put the gun down, Ray.

(AUDREY SOBS)

Thank you.

AUDREY:
No. No.

No. No, no. No.

(INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO)

JOSEPH:
It seems Ray Clement stole

my weapon. You're lucky to be alive.

He gave his life for mine. Why?

He had to.

What is this place?

Sometimes God and the Devil

are fighting for the same soul.

So the soul is taken to a place

where it can be tested.

And if you find your way out,

then there's a place for you in Heaven.

I want Ray in that cell.

Well, if it calls for him, he'll be there.

He won't have a choice.

Eventually, Ms. Davis, we all pay the piper.

AUDREY:
Are you the piper?

Are you the devil?

Are you God?

Good night, Ms. Davis.

("REV 2:
13" BY BROVAZ GRIMM

AND DEBORAH VALENTE)

(DOOR BUZZER)

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