Doing Hard Time Page #4

the first opening we get, at another facility.

Look, I have a son of my own.

So I understand your pain, I do.

If there is anything you need, let me know.

I'll see what I can do to help.

There's one thing, ma'am.

When I was in County, I got into art.

Ceramics and that sort of thing.

- And you'd like to continue it here?

- Yes.

- I'll see what I can do.

- Thank you.

Jesus, what the f***, man!

I'm straight, man.

On what planet?

Demerol.

It's Mathematic and Gutter.

Figured out Clever helped you get to Razor,

didn't like the loss.

So they took the book.

They're probably coming after you next.

They came after me first.

I'd be laying right here next to him or worse

if Pierce hadn't come through.

So Pierce has got your back?

Amber ain't never come through

with the paper.

So if it's gonna happen,

it's gonna have to happen, right?

You guys have to leave now.

What's up?

You waiting for me to do something?

- Ask you to dance?

- You tell me.

Look, man, I got this appeal going for me,

and I don't need nobody f***ing it up.

So don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t.

Toure Smalls.

- Folks call me Smalls.

- Right, Smalls.

Can you tell me what this says?

I got a reading disability.

- What kind?

- The type where I can't read.

What are the glasses for?

- Makes me look smart.

- Right.

All right, let me see.

It says your appeal's been filed...

and a judge is reviewing it.

- That's it?

- Yeah.

I just got married before I caught this case.

Locked up six months later.

I wouldn't be up in here

if I had a real lawyer.

Punk-ass public defenders.

Anybody knows anything

with the word "public" in it ain't worth sh*t:

Public bathrooms, public schools,

public housing.

You know who becomes public defenders?

Motherfuckers who get D's and F's

in law school.

I had a better chance of getting

that bald, black brother on The Practice.

And he ain't even a real lawyer.

Eddie Mathematic want to see you.

- Who?

- Eddie Mathematic, he's the man.

Nothing go down up in here

without him touching it.

So he want to see me.

Why? I win a contest or something?

Sh*t, you're like a celebrity. Killed a cop.

Look, I did not kill anybody.

You tried. That's good enough for him.

Come on.

F***.

Jesus.

All right, just be cool, all right?

Don't speak until he talks to you, it's cool.

Hey, what's up, y'all?

This the guy?

The one that had the thing with the cop?

- This is the guy.

- C., watch out.

Have a seat, brother.

- I'm Mathematic. How you?

- Michael.

We good people.

I wanted to meet you,

make sure you settled in right.

Nothing personal...

but if I wanted to meet good people,

I wouldn't be in here.

You want to make your time in here easy?

Get with us.

We'll get you a hustle, anything you need.

I'd be your daddy. You'd be one of my sons.

Make your six months feel like a vacation.

- Your son?

- Yeah.

I don't know, man.

What do you mean, "I don't know"?

I get with you, and all of a sudden...

my six months

turn into a lifetime subscription.

So what do you think?

You think you gonna just waltz up in here...

do Durty Curt,

and waltz out when your bid is up?

Ain't gonna happen.

We got plans for Durty,

and it ain't nothing nice.

Well, you know what they say:

If you want to hear God laugh...

tell him what you got planned.

God don't run this motherf***er. I do.

Let me think about it.

I'll get back to you.

Your boy don't understand the rules in here.

Let me talk to him, all right?

He ain't quite figured it all out yet.

All right, you go handle that.

- Antonio, I'm so glad you could make it.

- I came here as soon as I could.

I was just making David a snack.

Got some taquitos. Are you hungry?

No, I'm good.

- Can I see him?

- Sure, give me a minute.

You can come on back.

Here, I'll take your jacket.

He's looking forward to seeing you.

Hey, Wade. Sit down, man.

Check this out.

I couldn't watch cartoons when I was kid

because we couldn't afford a TV.

- I love them cartoons.

- You don't mind me smoking?

I'm sorry,

but this location must remain secret.

Dave, how you doing?

You know me, Wade. I'm doing good, man.

I'm a grown man and I got diapers.

That way, when I sh*t in my pants,

my wife can change me.

Takes a lot of love and loyalty

for a woman to do that.

Especially for a man who can't even f*** her

no more, you know what I'm saying?

She's strong, though.

She's a hell of a woman.

Did you stop seeing your psychiatrist?

This is my psychiatrist.

Every day I take her out,

I put her in my mouth.

You know why I don't pull the trigger?

'Cause I'd rather use it on

the motherf***er who put me in this chair.

- Man, you can't talk like that.

- What am I supposed to say?

I read the Bible, bro.

You know what Matthew says

in Chapter 5, Verse 38?

"An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth."

Mano para mano.

That guy took my life, Wade.

He deserves a bullet between his eyes.

You and I both know that.

- Let me take the gun.

- Get the f*** out of here!

All right.

All right, inside.

Goodnight, cocksuckers.

What up, man?

You Curtis Craig?

They call me Durty Curt.

Durty Curt from Detroit.

- Who are you?

- Michael. People call me Mike.

So what up, Mike? You want something?

This guy, Razor, somebody did him in here.

Yeah, I might've heard

a little something about that.

It just reminded me

of when my son was murdered.

You got kids?

- Yeah, man. A daughter.

- So you know what I'm talking about.

- Somebody shot my son.

- Look, it wasn't me, all right?

Nobody said it was.

Don't play with me, son.

I'm who you think I am, you heard?

I'm telling you right now,

I ain't killed your son.

But if by chance I did have

something to do with it, I'm sorry.

- Lf there was something I could do...

- Shoot yourself in the eye!

Then you'll know exactly

what my son experienced...

- right before he died.

- So it's like that?

Would make us about even.

But I didn't kill your son.

My n*gger, don't make me kill you.

Is there a problem?

No, Officer, no problem.

No, everything's great.

So, listen, I talked to my people.

And if that b*tch shows one hair

of her pale ass on the street...

she's over with.

- You'd do that for me?

- I ain't doing this sh*t for you.

I'm doing it for Tori. We need that money.

Thanks, anyway.

I know we ain't been kicking it

the way you thought we ought to...

but I'll change all that

when I get out of here.

- Okay, what you want?

- Why I gotta want something?

'Cause you always start

with that "I'm gonna change" sh*t...

when you want something.

Then when I do it...

your ass ain't nowhere to be found,

changed or otherwise.

All right, f*** it then.

I ain't gonna try to play you.

- You too bright for that.

- I know that's right.

This is the deal.

I need you to see this man outside.

He gonna give you a package

to bring up in here...

Hold up, you want me

to smuggle drugs up in here?

Say it louder. The guard ain't hear you.

- What the f*** for?

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