Vendetta Page #3

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Get your hands off him.

I'm right here. I'm here.

Now, now, now, now.

You wanna help your boy?

Go help your boy.

Always one second

too late, aren't you?

Enter.

It's done.

Good. Thank you, Lester.

Dump the body.

What?

Some colleagues are nervous

about staying involved.

Saying sh*t is just too hot right now.

They think Danvers is burning...

...a path straight to you.

And that he'll run over

anyone who gets in his way.

There's also whispers

about him having help.

Silent partner?

Snyder.

No.

Snyder and I are square.

You sure about that, Vic?

We got guys talking big.

Saying they're gonna

make a play for power.

They think you're losing it, Vic.

It's this cop.

He's got up all in your head,

making you act all...

... Regardless,

loyalties are strained.

Hey.

What does he want?

He won't say.

Well, then bring him in.

Tell me more about this mutually...

...beneficial arrangement.

Wait outside.

What do you want from me?

Sit.

What does anyone want?

A helping hand.

Running a prison is tougher than it looks.

It's hard maintaining order in a place...

... filled with so much filth and chaos.

Most times,

rules and regulations...

...maintain that order.

But sometimes,

this job requires other tactics.

That's where you come in.

Killing people.

Oh, you make it sound so sinister.

Don't be so dramatic, Danvers.

You act as if I'm asking

you to do something...

... you don't feel comfortable with.

Clearly, your track record

speaks otherwise.

Why me?

You have the skills of a cop...

... and the constitution

of a cold-blooded killer.

What better combination

could there be?

And besides, I think

we both can agree...

... that we share at least...

... one common goal,

don't we?

Out with the old,

in with the new,

and all that.

Am I right?

Let's shake and make it official.

First, I need something from you.

Well, well.

Do tell.

What?

You have a meeting with the warden.

It's the middle of the night.

Then you take it up with him.

What're we doing in here?

The warden wants

to have a word.

What's it about?

I'm just the deliveryman, Booker.

Yo, man.

What's with the secret meeting?

What did you...

... What did you inject me with?

Shh.

Don't try to talk.

Don't try to scream.

'Cause you can't.

Stressful, isn't it?

Sitting there.

Unable to move.

Not sure what the hell

is going to happen next.

Just like my wife felt...

... when Victor Abbott stood over her...

...and bashed in her head.

Mmm-mmm.

Don't look at me.

You'll miss the show.

Danvers dies now.

Sorry, he just...

We're fine.

Sit.

Oh...

... Now what's wrong?

Does someone need a hug because their...

...friend bled out?

You are aligned with him.

I should have listened to Booker.

Well, at least you

won't have a chance...

... to make the same mistake twice.

Why are you doing this?

You're being traded in

for a newer model.

No. Will. Will.

I should kill you right now.

Yes.

This ain't over yet.

There's your boy.

I don't know, Vic.

I don't care.

He dies now.

Here we go.

On your bellies, now. Now.

Get down.

Repeat. All prisoners in their cells.

Get down.

I heard about your little

incident in the cafeteria.

I had to get out of Dodge.

That was the quickest way.

You broke Artie's nose,

you know.

That was the name of

the guard you hit. Artie.

Tell Artie it wasn't personal.

Yeah. He's kind of a prick anyway.

You mind if I ask what

you're trying to do here?

What do you mean?

All of it.

Punching guards.

Spending time in the hole.

Why?

You know what they say about you...

...in here, don't you?

Yeah, they say you're truly crazy...

... and they don't want any part of it.

Although,

I think some of them

are silently rooting for you.

Well, what about you, Ben?

Are you rooting for me?

I haven't picked sides

since the seventh grade.

That's why I'm still alive today.

You keep smoking those things,

you may not be alive tomorrow.

You're probably right.

If they ask where that came from,

don't rat on me,

all right?

All right.

Here.

Keep that in return for your silence.

That was you in the laundry that day,

wasn't it?

Might have been.

If it was you that saved

my ass that day,

thank you.

Well, if it was me,

I'd tell you you're welcome.

Otherwise I'd think you were probably...

...looking for it.

Ben?

If it comes down to it,

can you do it?

Do what?

Pick sides.

You take care of yourself.

I apologize that you've had to spend...

...some time down here.

After all, it was all about

maintaining appearances,

am I right?

Indeed, I am.

I heard you put on quite a show.

Still, while we have an agreement.

I can't have you...

...We have no agreement.

Excuse me?

I don't need you anymore.

Oh.

Did you make that boy bleed out...

... onto the floor all by yourself?

I don't think so.

Victor Abbott may have killed my wife,

but we both know who let him out.

As long as you're in charge,

people like him are gonna continue...

...walking out of here.

Every time we put 'em in.

Are you threatening me?

Do you feel threatened?

You're a dead man, Danvers.

You know that, right?

From day one.

I believe an apology is in order.

So...

... Go on.

Danvers.

I placed an official

transfer request for you...

...this morning.

Once the superintendent

approves it, and he will,

your time in Stonewall will be up.

And your little game will be over.

Take this sh*t back to his cell.

Let's go, Danvers.

I have information.

Word is you're transferring out?

Seems to be a popular topic

of conversation these days.

Abbott's been having

meetings on the roof.

Seems him and Drexel...

... have an even earlier

exit plan scheduled for you.

They, uh, meet in the mornings...

... before the guards start their shifts.

Everyone knows to stay clear.

Drexel's alone up there right now.

That help?

Maybe.

Thanks.

You're so bad you gotta sneak up...

...on a brother, huh? Huh?

Hold him up.

Don't f***ing move.

Whoa, whoa. Whoa, whoa.

What are you doing?

Huh?

Open the door.

What?

Open the door.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

What are you doing?

Shut up.

What the hell's going on up there?

Keep moving, ladies.

Come on,

you don't hear that?

Keep moving.

No. No, no. No.

No.

What.

Stonewall to base.

We've got a riot in the yard.

Inmates are armed. I repeat.

Inmates are armed.

You did this.

I did.

Right after I dropped

Drexel off the roof.

Will.

On top of Will.

You lie.

I don't see him rushing

in here to save you.

Guards.

Take him outside and put a bullet...

...in the back of his head.

Do I make myself clear?

Yes, sir.

Danvers.

what it felt like to be

your wife that night?

Let me show you.

Follow me.

You're done, Mr. Danvers.

This all could have been avoided.

I want you to remember

that when you die.

Victor?

I'll let you do the honors.

And don't screw it up this time.

Do it.

Do it.

He helped me kill Booker.

He threw Drexel off the roof.

This is my house you've been living in.

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