Inside the Walls of Folsom Prison Page #6

That's the only way you understand.

There's a change coming.

A big change.

- Only you're too blind to see it.

- Yeah?

There are men in this country who are

making a science of penology.

Not weak men, strong men.

Strong because they're right, Rickey.

And before long the prisons

of this state will be in their hands.

- Tell that to the board of directors.

- They know it.

And they know that you

and your kind are on the way out.

You're dated Rickey.

You're a back number.

You have no fear of thieves and murderers

because you think the way they do.

You're as much a psychopathic case

as any man in here.

And you're making the same blunders

every dictator made since time began.

Study the records.

You'll see they all

went down in disaster.

Gimme Sergeant Hart.

- Hart speaking.

- Hello, Hart.

The warden speaking.

Mr. Benson has just resigned.

I want you to take his place.

And I want you to revoke every change

made by Benson when he was Captain.

From now on the rule is rigid discipline

and the tougher the better.

That's all for now.

Well, they seem to be

taking it alright, don't they?

What else can they do but take it?

I'll be late for dinner.

You're in charge Sergeant.

- You mean Captain, don't you.

- Yeah, Captain.

- Keep your eyes open.

- Right.

This might be the time for it.

Really?

Pass the word on

to McCain and Rand as we go out.

They know what to do.

Who are you stepping on big-foot!

Two.

Four.

Two.

- Did it work?

- It sure did.

They counted him.

Well, they're all yours.

- Goodnight, Ken.

- Goodnight.

Collins calling, from the gun gallery

in number one. Everything's quiet.

Get back!

Drop that stick!

- Are you crazy Daniels?

- I said drop it.

That's it.

Now get off back to 197.

Come on!

Now you should open it.

Hurry it up!

Come on.

- Here, get McCain and Rand.

- Right.

Listen everybody.

We're going out.

Those of you who want to go along,

be ready.

those that don't lay low,

or you'll get hurt.

Alright, let's go.

Get him down there.

Chuck...

What's the matter, Tinker,

getting nervous?

Freddy and I want to be out.

Let us out of here.

Take it easy,

we'll get around to you boys.

Go to the desk.

- Where's the hot stuff?

- We got it. Here.

Smell that, screw.

Get on the phone, get Hart.

- What'll I say to him?

- Exactly what I say and nothing else.

Gimme Captain Hart's office.

- Hart speaking.

- This is Castle, Mr. Hart.

I'm in the old block.

Something wrong with the gun guy, Collins.

Yeah, what's the matter with him.

- I dunno. - He's got a stroke.

Tell him to get over here.

Maybe he's got a stroke.

You better get over here.

OK.

He's on his way. He's got the key

to the door that connects this

cell block to the administration building.

That's the way we're going out.

Come on, we'll meet him there.

You too, come on.

Drop that, come on.

Frisk him.

- Hart?

- OK.

I want the key to the door to

the administration building.

- You're out of luck Daniels,

I haven't got it. - Where is it?

- The warden has it.

- Where's he?

At his home, having dinner.

Good, we'll call him up.

Call Rickey and tell him

you need that key.

Tell him to send it to cell block 1.

- Well go on!

- Go on!

Hart speaking.

Connect me with the warden's home.

- What do you want Wong?

- Mr. Hart's on the phone, Warden.

A man can't even eat his dinner in peace.

Hello Cliff, what do you want?

I'm in old cell block number 1, Warden.

There's a break going on here,

the cons have got guns.

Hello? Cliff... Cliff?

Operator... operator!

This is the warden speaking, there's a break

going on in block no. 1. Turn in the alarm.

We're going already for you.

Vernon, call towers 18 and 21

- and tell them to keep that searchlight

on Cell House no. 1- Yes Sir.

Get me tower 18.

What are you doing here?

- I came to help you if I can.

- I don't need your help.

I can thank you

for what's happening here tonight.

Listen, I understand these men leading

the riot, let me go and talk to them.

- You want to get killed.

- No, I believe they'll listen.

- No that's out.

- Will you send for the militia?

- Why should I?

- For the effect on the rioters.

- Seeing the troops they'll know they're beaten.

- I've never asked for any help yet.

It'll save lives.

You haven't enough men to handle this.

I know what I'm doing

and I don't want your advice.

Warden, they've sent

a man out under a white flag.

He's talking to one of the screws.

Now they're taking him

to the Captain's office.

- Well? - Look Warden,

I've got nothing to do with this.

They opened my cell and told me

to bring you a message. that's all I know.

- How d'you get out?

- Through the gun gallery.

- How d'you get up there?

- They got a rope.

I tell you if you don't

make a deal with them...

- They're going to start killing

the guards, one at a time. - Yeah?

They want you to give them the key that

opens the door to the administration building.

- They want you to let them

out the front gate. - How many?

Six of 'em.

Once the way is clear

they'll take a couple of hundred with them.

They told me to tell you

that if I ain't back in 10 minutes

they'll start killing guards anyhow.

A very fair offer, eh, Mr. Benson.

Just about what I expected.

If you don't send him back

they'll kill those men.

I'm sending him back.

He's coming back.

You stay here Leo, keep your eyes open.

Come on, you two.

The guy we sent to the warden's

is on his way back.

You stick here

and keep this door covered.

- Is that you Ed?

- Yeah.

What's the warden's answer?

I got it right here.

Chuck! Chuck!

It was Rickey, I got him.

- Make sure.

- OK.

Rickey huh.

so that's the way they want it.

Alright, they'll get it.

Come on.

Don't bunch up around here.

Whitey, Tom.

Go down and cover those windows

at the other end. Go on, get going.

Get out of here Whitey.

Get back you guys.

Come on!

Hold your fire!

Hold your fire!

They stopped shooting.

- What does that mean?

- We'll find out.

Keep that opening covered.

- They cut the light.

- Take it easy.

- Daniels!

- Hold it.

- I want to talk to you.

- It's Benson.

What do you want? The warden?

It's too late, he's dead.

- You're going to surrender.

- What for?

- So you can string us all up.

- You've committed murder, Daniels.

That's what you call it.

If this thing goes on, we'll be forced

to attack the cell house with explosives.

Every man in there will die.

I want you to send out

Sergeant Hart

and the guard you're holding.

Also the men who are

still locked in their cells.

Then you ringleaders

must come out alone.

Unarmed,

and with your hands over your heads.

I'm offering you

your only chance, Daniels.

You've got five minutes.

Look who's out there.

One minute.

We might as well face it.

Turn all those guys loose

in the cell blocks.

Three minutes.

Better turn those guns

over to us.

Go on! Get out of here

whilst you've got the chance.

Hey Chuck...

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