The Wrath of Cain Page #3

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For me,

my mother and father are dead.

Prisoners, stop that nonsense!

- We're good friends.

I told them to stop.

- What you want, boss.

I speak to Cain.

- Where are you going, slut?

I speak to Cain.

I want to thank you

for me trying to do.

Keep going, man.

How often have I not tell you

you have to do what I tell you?

Now let me see that we have naughty sissy.

I've had visitors last night.

- Last night? From whom?

William ... Big Phil.

From Southside? You have slain them years ago.

They're all dead.

I know.

But it came by.

I've heard you again, Willie.

Cain ...

... I am grateful.

You have brought me back into music.

Another song request?

- Surprise me.

Sure, Cain.

Sure, man.

I know why you're here.

And I know who you are.

You are my sin.

A family that is complete.

My sin ....

... has finally caught up with me.

Mr.. Parker, on behalf of the state I

I am here to represent you.

I think you have to admit guilt.

I'm sorry, Mr.. Parker, I can not understand.

- Thurs here!

Thurs here!

Cain!

I need help right now!

You have to take.

What?

You do not know yet?

- What do not I?

How long do you have?

- I've got 127 years to go.

I have good news and bad news.

The good news is

that significantly reduce your sentence.

The bad news is that you

have a brain tumor.

What?

It's just one convicted.

He gets what he deserves.

How do you feel, Mr. Skinner.

- How do you think I feel?

I'm Dr. Zeltzer, your neurosurgeon.

What a day.

I have successfully

biopsy samples taken.

But your tumor was too

large to remove it.

He was as big as a tangerine.

What are you talking about?

Tell me honestly.

I'm sorry to have to say, Mr. Skinner.

The prospects are not good.

You have about six months to live.

I am really sorry.

All favors are, Chain.

I still need one.

I need to talk with my son.

Take it out.

Damn, man. You really begin

to take your pills.

I take no pills.

No, man.

By the pills I feel like a plant

I'd rather feel the pain.

Pain let me feel alive.

I'd rather hurt.

Okay.

I gotta talk to you, Ricky.

- I do not talk to you, nigga.

Hey! Who do you think you're talking to?

- That's between me and my father.

If you keep your head,

maybe you learn something.

This nigga here?

- Are you smarter?

Certainly not more stupid than this clown.

Yeah, you're so smart, you've arrived here.

- He's still here too.

Yeah, and he was also an a**hole.

But now he has at least

experience on his side.

Sit down.

Listen ...

I'm only half as large as

90% of the prisoners here

I guarantee you that I last

person I want to piss you off.

Ricky, you must shut up.

Can I just be alone with my son, please?

I'll wait in the hallway.

What do you say nigga?

You mean nothing to me.

I know. I know I have nothing proposal.

And I know I mean nothing to you,

I know what you mean.

Why do you always talk to me?

- Because there no longer will be. Therefore.

If you moved?

- Yes, I transferred.

That's good, because that would

not through with you.

Where they send you the way to go?

I have a brain tumor.

What?

- I have a brain tumor.

Damn!

Why are you telling me this?

Do you expect that I pity you do?

- No, not me, nigga.

No, I do not want pity.

We are father and son.

During the last days

I have left on earth,

I thought that we have a normal

conversation could carry.

And I said all this nonsense of

you kill for me ..

It was silly really.

No, that sh*t was true.

I was really dying for you.

I was not there for you.

I was dead to me.

I was dead for my family.

You're right.

That I earned.

God works in mysterious ways.

I had a lump in my family.

So God has blessed me,''''with cancer.

So are God's ways, son.

You get back what you entered.

Listen, my brothers ...

God will forgive you everything ...

if you do repent from your heart.

It must come from your heart.

The pain from your heart.

And the conversion must also come from your heart.

And he will not easily forgive.

That's our man, just.

You make an error on this planet,

, and connect you through life.

Do you understand me?

- Yes.

"Son, I'm not saying I

do not know what love is ...

I do not know if anyone I ever loved.

But ...

... I feel something in my heart for you.

I'm a sissy, I'm not saying I do yours.

I say something in my heart I feel for you.

Do you understand me?

- Sure, Dad.

Cain?

Here is the book you've asked me.

BRAIN TUMORS:

Cain, everything okay there?

Can you play something quiet today?

Yeah, right.

Sure.

Smoke there is only one.

- Thanks.

Have you been removed from the hole?

Yes, the director has given me one hour with you,

but I had some company with you.

- That's right.

Does it hurt?

Yeah, it takes a while before the pain goes away.

Did she tell you how long you have left?

Long enough.

"Son, I want you to promise me something.

Is your punishment here.

And promise me you'll never come back.

And you also ensure that others

not reach here.

The f***ing with the elite.

Cain ...

- Yes.

- I need a favor.

- For Harlow?

I see that you can handle right now.

They favor ... I come to collect.

- What favor?

I'm not talking to you, nigga.

- Watch what you say, pal.

So that's the deal?

- Yes, that's about it, what are you doing?

My favor.

- Let us know.

I need help

''stuff''to get inside.

What kind of''stuff''?

Same as always.

I'm 23 hours a day in solitary.

How to get your stuff in here?

That's not my problem.

When you asked me for help, I asked

not 'How do I manage that? "

I just did it.

- I hear you, homie.

You see, loyal soldiers.

So they're gone.

- I understand, it goes on,

but then we're done with that bastard.

With everything.

- Do it, nigga.

Cain, you have to take medicines.

You have a lot of pain.

- I take no medication.

I know you do not want to take,

but you have to take them.

Shut up.

Cain, the drugs are not

only for pain management.

Raise your hand against me.

Get out of here.

I take no medicine

Get out of here so I can control.

Monitoring!

The blood of Jesus.

The blood of Jesus.

The blood of Jesus.

The blood of Jesus.

The blood of Jesus.

The blood of Jesus.

- How you doing, Dad?

Tell me, son?

- What did the doctor say?

That does not matter.

The Lord will never give you

if you can bear.

Remember that.

The life I lead,

is the life I was given ...

In the name of Jesus.

Amen.

You know son, this is a blessing in disguise.

This is God's way of allowing me

in touch with my son to come.

A band to build.

That I understand.

- Pray with me?

Yeah, we can pray together.

Your hand ...

Jesus ...

I thank you for your time

I gave up on this planet

a link with my son to build.

Jez In ...

- Dad!

Dad!

Guardian!

He's under a heavy anesthetic.

- How long do you think this will take?

It's hard to say,

if and when he wakes up.

He should at least do continue

to take his medication.

Okay.

They told me you were the bastard in here.

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