Felon Page #4

...get you to sling drugs,

stab who they don't like.

You pay attention to who's calling

the shots with the whites.

Tell you to do something

and you don't handle business...

... they'll handle you.

What's up? How you doing?

You see that Predator-looking

motherf***er over there?

Yeah.

- Crack it off, homey.

- Yo, watch it.

No, no, no. Let it go for a minute.

Come on.

Come on, Wade.

Book his f***ing ass.

Get up.

- Get up, man.

- Come on, fight hard.

- Want me to stop it now?

- Yeah.

Shoot Turner in the leg

with the Mini-14.

- But, sir, he's losing.

- Shoot Turner with the Mini-14.

Get his ass. Come on.

F*** him up. F*** him up.

He jumped a female officer

on the main line.

Now send him a message.

I'll get him good with this one, sir.

Don't let him up, Wade.

Stop that motherf***er.

- Get down, homey. Get down!

- F***!

That is the enemy down there,

officer.

You show these a**holes weakness

and they will send you a message.

Blow holes in you with a piece of iron,

gut you like a fish.

- Is that what you want?

- No, sir.

That's right, that's not what you want.

It's real simple.

You're either in the car with us

or you are not. Which one is it?

- Because I can transfer you.

- I'm in the car, sir.

Now you learn

from your experiences then.

Now clear the yard.

Call in the medical staff.

I'll do the report.

You're making bones, wood.

Time to get that sh*t clean.

Why did they shoot that guy

with a rifle?

Better question is, why didn't they

shoot you? You were kicking his ass.

Can't somebody say something?

Get something very clear

in your head.

Once you leave that courtroom...

...society's rules no longer apply.

We play by the cops' rules.

We play by the gangs' rules.

However they want it.

This f***ing place is so twisted.

Prison desensitizes you.

First time you see a guy's face cut up,

you puke.

Second time, you're concerned.

After a while, you step right over

and could give a sh*t.

It's no different for them

pulling the trigger.

Make no mistake...

...we're all in prison.

Man, there's still a lot of fights

going on.

Why Sacramento doesn't learn

to segregate the yards again...

...is beyond me.

Warden, how long have we been

working together?

Trust me, sir.

I have it all under control.

I know you do.

All right. Thanks a lot.

Well?

There's Daddy.

Way to be, homey. You got down.

- Hey, guys.

- What was that?

You can't survive in here on your own.

You just can't.

So, what are you,

some Nazi skinhead now?

I don't expect you to understand.

I don't.

- How we making out with the bills?

- Well...

...the business loan is gone.

I'm halfway through the equity line

on the house. And...

You know, my temp job doesn't even

begin to cover our overhead.

To tell you the truth,

I don't know what to do.

All right. Screw it. Sell the house.

Sell my truck.

Sell whatever you can.

Wade, that's our house.

I know. But you and Michael

are what's important right now.

We'll save up,

we'll get another house.

Laura...

...look at me.

Soon as I get out of here,

all of this is history. I swear to you.

So, what, they...? They protect you?

In exchange for what?

You just let me worry about that,

okay?

- Get him.

- Kick his ass.

Shoot them in the chest.

Get their attention.

Nice shooting, Ranger.

Damn, wood. That's good.

Yeah. Get up...

Get them.

- What's up, man? You doing all right?

- Yeah.

Get over there and show them

what you're made of.

Why don't you, homey?

You put in some work,

think you're calling the shots now?

You think you're Billy Badass?

You better get your ass over there.

I ain't seen you fight once

since I've been here.

Let's get this motherf***er.

- Get down.

- F*** him.

Hey.

- They're in the f***ing blind spot.

- Come on.

Hit them with the CN gas.

Get down or I'll put you down!

Get down!

You better have eyes in the back

of your f***ing head.

Smith, against the back of your cell.

Hands behind your head.

You move, you will get shot.

Crack 13.

Let's go.

Close 13.

You get up, Smith.

I warned you, fish.

Now you got me in the hat with you.

You think they'll let this slide?

They're gonna green-light us both.

I should kick

your f***ing ass myself.

It wouldn't be hard right now.

Thanks, John.

You wanna know how I survive?

You're about to get a crash course,

my friend.

You get everything

out of the house?

Yeah. Yeah, the storage unit's

completely filled.

You're okay with this mess

just until the escrow closes?

Soon as we get the check,

Michael and I will find...

Laura, of course I'm okay.

You and Michael can stay

as long as you like.

Always. Always snorting.

I'm not kidding.

Pick it?

Lieutenant.

You getting some shopping done?

Yeah, one can eat only

so much pizza and fast food.

My wife and I recently divorced.

Yeah.

Oh, I'm sorry. This is my wife, Kelly.

- This is Lieutenant Jackson.

- Bill. Call me Bill.

Nice to meet you, Bill.

Nice to meet you.

Well, congratulations.

- A boy or girl?

- It's a girl.

Oh, I remember these days,

they go by so fast.

You guys are gonna make

great parents. I can tell.

Are you all settled in from the move?

Not completely.

We still have to buy a house.

We need the extra room.

Let me know if I can help.

And don't be afraid to tell people...

...around here that you are part

of the family.

More than half this town is employed

at the prison. We take care of our own.

Okay, I'll do that. Thank you.

- See you tomorrow, James.

- See you, lieutenant.

He seems like a really nice guy.

Back up.

Turn around.

Two steps back.

Close 13!

Keep your head up out there today.

What do you care?

It'll give you something else

to shoot at.

All right. Suit yourself.

It's done, homey. Regulation time.

There's my b*tch, huh?

F***ing lame. You should have known

after all the sh*t we did for you.

We?

Shut your hole.

Far as I'm concerned,

you're the f***ing lame.

I saw you pass the shank

on the bus.

F***!

Weapon went in the toilet.

No wood will touch you.

If you wanna ride with us,

come see me.

Otherwise you're on your own.

I can't believe

he's giving them a pass.

Stick Bodie and Rooker in the hole.

Wait, Bill. What about Samson?

What about him?

When I get something on him,

it will be something that'll stick.

Why does he hate that guy

so much?

Samson gassed him on the main line

five years ago.

Hit him square in the face

with f***ing piss and sh*t.

Ended up catching hepatitis A which

he passed on to his wife and kid.

We all got our Danny Samsons

in here.

You stay on the job long enough...

...so will you.

What a piece of work is man.

And there is nothing either good

or bad but thinking makes it so.

Human beings are

perhaps never more dangerous...

...than when they are convinced

beyond a doubt that they are right.

Patience, penance.

What do these ones represent?

That's my calendar.

Anne's birthday.

That was our first date.

Our anniversary.

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