Felon Page #7
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- 2008
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to barter with.
- What do you mean?
- What do I mean?
Expose the sh*t they're pulling.
Right, but nobody is gonna risk going
against Jackson, not even Collins.
You've gotta think
outside these walls.
Get the right people involved,
force them to pay attention.
How?
Please just tell me how.
Hey, LT, how's your son doing?
Sorry.
Listen, Porter in 13
has been asking for you.
I'm in no f***ing mood.
What do you want?
Ready to give you a good show, sir.
Come again?
You know that Crip in Cell 19?
Motherf***er's one of the reasons
I'm in here.
- You want a little payback, huh?
- Yeah.
You put us in the yard. It'll crack off.
I'm so sick of all you pieces of sh*t.
I'll tell you what.
You wanna handle this
like a soldier so bad, you got it.
But it's my rules,
you're going all the way.
What do you mean?
Whether you like it or not,
you're going into that yard.
And one of you motherfuckers
ain't coming out alive.
Even if I gotta end it myself, start
taking you f***ers out one by one.
You hear me?
Didn't see that one coming.
- You got the address I gave you?
- Yeah.
You just make sure you get through
to him. Or this doesn't work.
Why risk it? I told you we'd wait.
For seven more years?
No, baby, what they did was wrong.
It's not fair to either of us, or Mikey.
What if something happens, though?
And you never make it out of here?
I'm coming home.
Just make sure you don't go
to anyone in Corrections.
We don't know who we can trust.
Can I help you?
- Mr. Camrose?
- Yeah.
Crack 13.
Let's go. Right there.
Right there. Stop.
Let's go.
Two steps back.
I know what's going on. Don't.
Even if you win,
you're throwing your life away.
What do you care?
You're just like them.
- I'm not like them.
Are you sure Wade said
it was this morning?
He said they take him
to the yard at 8.
If he doesn't fight, all we have
is circumstantial evidence.
We need to seize those yard tapes
before they erase them.
Whatever happens,
it does not leave this car.
Copy that.
When your life is defined
by a single action...
...you change the concept of time.
Yeah, motherf***er.
Here we go.
Think it's smart
to have them in the yard?
If I have to take
one of these a**holes out...
...we write it off
that we stopped a riot.
Looks like Porter bit off
more than he could chew.
Okay, he got the point. Let's stop it.
No.
Now.
Go ahead.
You do it,
or the next one does not miss.
Not worth it. Get down.
Fellas, okay, f*** that sh*t.
If they want sangre on their manos,
rale, we'll give them sangre.
Let it go, Bill.
They'll whack us, our families.
It's not worth it. You know it.
Let it go.
Clear the yard.
Move it.
Cell 13, off the yard!
Do you think it worked?
Depends on whether your girl
got through to Gordon.
- I can't believe you got them to stand.
- Easy.
There's one thing they hate
more than each other. Cops.
Especially Jackson.
Both of you,
back in the f***ing yard now.
Move your f***ing asses!
It's gonna be all right, honey.
You got me, Diaz?
Affirmative, LT.
They f***ing twitch, I'll waste them.
Oh, f***, Bill.
I'm gonna go to the infirmary.
with my throat.
That's what my report will reflect.
Open the yard door.
Holy f***, we're in it now.
You f***ers think anybody cares
if you make a stink?
Nobody gives a sh*t about you.
You see, the thing is, I got you two,
on camera, leaving the yard alive.
So if anybody checks my report...
...they'll see that old boy here
showed his true colors.
Stuck this bone crusher in your ear.
Of course, we had to take him out
with the Mini-14.
And the shitty thing about it...
...is they'll just send me two fresh new
a**holes to replace you by sundown.
LT!
You f***ing...
You think God...
...will let me see my family now?
Yeah.
You...
John?
John.
I knew you weren't with us!
Guess what, Diaz?
The car just crashed.
I've locked down the SHU. Alert
all sections. I'm headed in there now.
Camrose, what are you doing here?
Agent Skiletti, FBI.
We need to talk to you.
Sorry, I have an emergency
I need to...
This is a federal inquiry. You need
to tell me what that emergency is.
I have one dead lieutenant,
one inmate.
What are their names?
Lieutenant Bill Jackson.
The inmate is Smith. John Smith.
I wanna see the tapes of the SHU
yard before anyone touches them.
How do you know it happened
in the yard?
Collins...
...you weren't with them.
Everyone knows it.
You think that matters?
They'll run me out of here.
There won't be a prison in the system
that'll touch me.
Now what do I do?
And you knew nothing about this?
I was in the infirmary,
just like my report says.
Look, I fail to see why the FBI thinks
they had to get involved...
...before my people finish. I mean...
- After what I just saw?
We're involved.
Let me make this clear,
Wade Porter is now a federal witness.
I want him in protective custody
until he's released.
Camrose, how did you know this
was gonna happen before the fact?
Sorry, he's not at liberty
to disclose that.
That's part of our investigation.
You know what amazes me, Frank...
...is that you didn't know.
Wade's been put
into protective custody.
Nothing'll happen to him.
I'm also gonna push for his extra time
to be commuted for his testimony.
Well, what does that mean?
He'll get out the minute
his original sentence is up.
Which is less than three months,
right?
Oh, my God.
Thank you.
This was left in your cell.
Thanks.
I'm Gordon Camrose.
- A friend of John's.
- Hey, Gordon.
Nice to meet you.
Thank you so much
for getting involved.
Yeah. Sure.
I heard you were a captain.
Yeah, I guarded John for 20 years.
I spent more time with him than I did
with my own family, seems like.
He saved me from a sticking.
- I don't know if he told you that.
- No.
Yeah.
I'd have been dead for sure.
Though it ain't the only reason
I watched out for him.
And I tried to explain that to him.
He was one of my true friends.
Mine too.
Son of a b*tch never told me anything
about this the last time I saw him.
Then your fiance
came out of the blue, you know.
She wanted me to tell you...
...she wanted me to give you
a message about a new wedding date.
Yeah.
- Thank you.
- Yeah, Wade, get some rest, okay?
Hey...
...John went out the way he wanted.
They never broke him.
No.
No, they didn't.
Usually I'm quoting
someone else's words.
The least I can do is give you
some John Smith originals.
They won't be poetic.
But they'll be the truth.
Close 13.
Come on. I'm supposed to be in PC
the rest of my term.
- Jackson said...
- Jackson's dead.
You can get up.
Yes, prison desensitizes you.
But it also forces you to see
what's most important.
Family. And loyalty.
Because a con like you knows
neither exists in this place.
So don't run
from who you've become, felon.
Embrace it.
Grow from it.
And you'll never lose sight
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