Death Warrant
- R
- Year:
- 1990
- 89 min
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I think he's inside.
Burke, wait for backup.
He killed my partner. I'm not waiting.
Listen, Burke, this is L.A., not Canada.
We have procedures here.
You can't handle this alone.
What's the problem?
Hey, man, what you doing here?
I'm busy. Scram.
I'm gonna teach you a lesson in manners.
I'm gonna get you, man!
Like I said, I'm going in.
Time to go to sleep...
and join your old partner.
I'm the Sandman. You can't stop me.
You're under arrest.
Detective Burke. Have a seat.
Tom Vogler, attorney general.
On my right is Ben Keane,
on your left is Sam Waldon.
I represent the governor.
I'm heading his task force on prisons.
I'm with State Board of Corrections.
- And who are you?
- Amanda Beckett.
- She works for me.
- Detective Burke.
Specialized in undercover work with
the Royal Canadian Mounted Police...
stationed in Quebec.
You followed Christian Naylor,
"the Sandman," to L.A.
We've had some problems in one of
our prisons... Harrison Penitentiary.
It's a local piece, small-town news.
The assistant warden was murdered.
Now a guard's intimated...
that it might be linked
to the deaths of some prisoners...
nine in the last few months.
We've got a gubernatorial election
coming up this fall.
Prisons are already an issue. We don't
want this to become a part of it.
The governor's put me in charge
of rectifying this little mishap.
We wanna send you undercover
into Harrison as a prisoner.
You're from Quebec.
No one in jail will recognize you.
Only this committee
will know you're an officer.
You'll be sentenced to Harrison
for armed robbery.
Armed robbery is
a respectable crime among inmates.
It's implicitly violent.
They respect violence.
We're also assigning a partner of sorts.
Amanda will act as your liaison.
She'll be posing as your wife.
Amanda will relay information.
Through her, we'll be able
to closely monitor the operation.
Well, Detective, what do you say?
I'll let you know.
Would like me to file the papers
for you first thing in the morning?
I think the sooner, the better.
I know you always do a good job.
- We'll see you tomorrow night then?
- Yeah.
Have Helen call me
if she wants me to bring anything.
- I will.
- Bye.
A pleasure meeting you, Mr. Burke.
- How long have you known him?
- A long time.
He's really been like a father to me.
I've been working for him
ever since I graduated law school.
When was that?
Last year.
Is there a problem, Detective Burke?
You don't have enough experience
to be on this case.
Let's get something straight here.
I'm no girl Friday.
I graduated top in my class at Stanford.
If you're uncomfortable with the fact
that I'm a woman...
then that's your problem, not mine.
Okay.
Check the files of any serial killers
at Harrison Prison.
Then you'll take the case?
I'll see you Tuesday.
I'll get to work.
You're getting wet.
Listen up!
Clasp your fingers in front of you.
And don't move.
I am Sergeant DeGraf.
I decide when you eat...
when you shower...
when you have visitors.
You are fish.
New arrivals.
People will try to hurt you...
rob you...
even rape you.
He said, don't move.
Very good.
It's important...
that you obey my rules...
rules to make the difference
between your life and your death.
I'm Dr. Gottesman.
Any communicable diseases?
Not yet.
Excuse me?
You're Burke, right?
That's very rare.
Okay, take it into the next room, please.
Come on. Move it.
Your identification number's 72688.
Memorize your number... 72688.
This is your identification card,
Mr. 72688.
Your new home is C level, cell C-71.
Next.
- It's dead.
- Excuse me?
The eye. You were looking at it.
It's dead. Got stabbed in it.
In the eye?
Yeah, I got stabbed in the eye.
Okay, you got your towel,
you got your toothbrush.
Meal shift starts every morning at 6:10.
Lunch is noon straight up.
Dinner is at 6:
30 p.m.You can take a shower once a day,
check yourself for fungus and body lice.
Any questions?
Your identification number is 72689.
Memorize your number... 72689.
72689. Right. My name is Burke.
Here's your I.D. card, Mr. 72689.
Your new home is C level. Cell C-68. Next.
Okay, you got your towel,
you got your toothbrush.
What are you doin' here?
And what do you think you're lookin' at?
I'm new here.
I don't care what you are.
Real estate. Cost you $500.
Don't have any money.
You don't have any money?
Well, that's okay.
- You can punk.
- Excuse me?
You can get down
on your hands and knees...
and you pay, just like any other cherry.
I don't think so.
You don't think so?
Possibly...
you might wanna reconsider.
I don't pay, I don't punk.
Okay, okay. Take it easy.
I was jerking you around.
Don't have a hair ball about it.
- You want the top bunk, take it.
- The bottom would be nice.
- Better yet. You got it.
- Thanks.
72689, remember?
Yeah, yeah, I remember. Don't eat that.
What's wrong with my food?
Hey, n*gger.
Are you talkin' about me, ese?
We keep to ourselves now.
- We don't give a sh*t about you people.
- Oh, yeah?
- Hey, listen.
- Hey, it's on me!
- Let him go. Let him go.
- It's cool, ese.
You're dead, ese!
You're f***in' dead, ese!
You're dead!
Let me go, homes.
I'll talk to you later.
Hawkins.
I know... always the n*gger's fault.
You're not gonna last too long.
Is that a threat?
No.
That's a promise.
It never happened!
Back to dinner!
You're a rata, ese. F***in' dead.
What's the matter with you?
Can't you see this is a black table?
Stick with your own kind. Trust no one.
What about you?
What about me? You don't know who I am.
You don't know anything.
Hey, fish.
Why don't you sit with us, fish?
Sit down, bright boy.
- So what are you in for?
- I was a bad boy.
And you?
Me and Keel here, we got the big b*tch.
Habitual.
See these?
Those are the people he's killed.
That's very special.
Lock 'em up, Dick.
Begin count.
Tier 2-C, 69.
Tier 2-C, 68.
Pruno.
Make it ourselves.
It's good for what ails you.
I saw you helpin' out that n*gger Hawkins.
Not good. It's bad mojo.
Most of the time, you can't even
trust your own kind in this place.
Hey, Konefke.
How long have you been here?
Maybe six years.
I hear a lot of guys are dying.
Yeah, maybe.
But I don't see so well no more.
Like one of those monkeys you hear about.
Hear no evil, see no evil.
Hi, Louis.
That's a nice outfit.
Thank you.
Are you trying to get me killed?
You're supposed to be my wife,
not a princess.
I didn't realize.
Pay attention next time.
I ran your M.O. check
Nothing matches up.
I checked all the death certificates.
All the victims died of puncture wounds
to the back of the skull.
Maybe it's a serial killer,
but I'm thinking maybe it's gangs...
or, like, ritual killings.
Let's concentrate on the big tips.
Last one was Alvin Barrett.
His cell mate, I'll talk to him.
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