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Then the Lord said:
''l have seen the affliction of my people
who are in Egypt
and have heard their cries
because of their taskmasters.
l know their suffering
and have come down
to deliver them out of the hands
of the Egyptians
and to bring them up out of that land
to a good and broad land.
A land flowing with milk and honey.''
Yeah.
God sends Moses to be the deliverer,
then throws a curveball.
God hardens Pharaoh's heart,
so Pharaoh won't let the lsraelites go.
''Moses, set my people free.
Pharaoh, keep them captive.''
Hey, God, whose side are you on?
Schillinger, congratulations.
For what?
lt's a boy. A bouncing baby boy.
Your son arrived yesterday.
- Which unit's he in?
- Your favourite. Emerald City.
l got to see Glynn. Now.
Beecher, Keller and O'Reily have been
waiting at the gate to *** with me.
Now McManus gives them my boy
on a silver platter.
Your daughter was attacked, right?
She was beaten, ***.
You know what it is
to wanna protect your own.
And you're asking me to...?
Put Andy in unit B with me.
You must really love
your son, Schillinger,
to come in here
and ask me for a favour.
lt must be chewing up your insides
to have to stand here in my office
begging me for your son's life.
Because this is what you're doing,
right? Begging?
Yes.
Think of all the times
l needed something from you
and you just sit here
with that stupid-*** grin on your face
- singing ''doo-dah.''
- This is my son, *** it.
- l thought you had two sons.
- Yeah, l do.
Maybe you'll be luckier
with the second.
Take him away.
Why would McManus put Schillinger's
kid here knowing the history?
- You think he's trying to set us up?
- No.
McManus hates that Nazi ***
more than we do.
Maybe he's looking for us
to come up with the right move.
Right move, what's that? You think
he wants us to whack the kid?
No. Schillinger hates
that his son uses drugs.
Andy boy's been here
a couple of days
and he's already bought
a *** load of *** off of me.
So, what do you say we let
Andy boy suck on that *** till he ODs?
Or...
Or what?
O'Reily, l need some more
of that good ***.
Coming right up, buddy boy.
Yo, Vern. Nice *** kid.
Andrew. Andrew.
Hey, Andrew.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey, Dad.
You piece of ***.
- Hey, Lopresti.
- Yeah?
Does this *** prison
still have a no-drug policy?
Yeah.
Come with me.
*** you, Dad!
Yeah.
l want my son in your rehab group.
Well, that's fine, Vern.
But an addict will only quit doing drugs
when he decides it's time.
You ought to get curtains.
- Poor Vern. Worried about his son?
- Listen, Tobias,
l'm gonna bring Andrew into the group.
l hope that won't be a problem for you.
Not at all.
l'll look forward to it.
Yeah, good.
Everybody, let's welcome Andrew.
Hey, Andrew.
So, Andrew,
the idea here
is for us to talk about ourselves,
our feelings, our addictions,
in the hope
that we can find the cause.
So why don't you tell us
what you're addicted to.
Go *** yourself.
Hey, scumbag. This is a nun.
You don't talk to her that way.
- Yeah? *** you too.
- *** me? *** you.
- Wait a minute!
- Hey, back off.
Jesus *** Christ!
What is this ***?
Come on, you ***.
Hey, you were supposed to punch me
in the stomach.
Had to look legit.
Like Mark Mack's nose, right?
- Where's the kid?
- He's there.
- What do you mean, no more ***?
- l got a lot of customers.
You're burning through my inventory
like a ***.
So until a new shipment comes in,
you're cut off.
*** you.
You ain't the only one dealing--
Hey, there's me and there's them.
And l know, based on your beliefs,
you ain't trafficking
with anyone who ain't your colour.
Hey, you okay?
Can you get me some ***, man?
Sorry.
You must think l'm an idiot.
You want me to move Keller
out of your pod
and move Andrew Schillinger in?
You're wondering what l'll do to the
son of a guy who double-*** me.
lt crossed my mind.
McManus, the kid's been here
how many days?
l haven't hurt him,
though l've had opportunities.
The truth is, after seeing him in group,
my heart goes out to Andrew.
With a *** for a father
you can understand
why a kid would turn to drugs.
God knows l've been there.
l think l can help him.
l want to help him.
Look, Beecher,
Sister Pete
says you stood up for him.
Andrew's sharing a pod
with another ***.
Schillinger's told his pals
to ignore him
so the kid's becoming more and
more isolated and you don't want that.
Not that l would pretend to know
what you do want
or why you brought him to Em City
in the first place.
You must've been
a pretty good lawyer.
You can be fairly persuasive
when you want to be.
When it's important.
He gets hurt, it's your ***.
Little Andrew is gonna be as safe
as if he was in his mother's arms.
Hey. By the way,
thanks for hitting that guy.
You know, standing up for me.
lt's okay.
l know what it's like to be
on the bottom bunk.
You got any tattoos?
Yeah, a couple.
- Very nice.
- Hey, how about you?
l got one.
Yeah, let me see.
Someday. We don't know
each other that well yet.
Plague.
God plagues the mighty Pharaoh
for not letting the lsraelites go.
God smites Pharaoh
with the first of ten disasters.
One morning, old boy Pharaoh
strolls down to the beach,
you know, for a swim.
For a tan, something.
He goes down, checks it,
and all the water in the Nile
has turned to blood.
McManus, be in my office at noon.
What for?
Meeting with the president of the
officers' union and the state's attorney.
- Might wanna have your lawyer.
- Why?
Claire Howell is suing you
for *** harassment.
- What?
- Should've told me
when you asked me to fire her
that you had been *** her.
As head of the officers' union,
l want assurances
that this sort of thing
doesn't happen again.
All staff members are gonna have
to undergo intense sensitivity training.
And l want Officer Claire Howell
immediately reinstated in her job.
Wait a minute, Mr. Strauch,
l think we're getting ahead of ourselves.
My client did not harass
Officer Howell.
There are inmates who will testify
to having seen Mr. McManus
force himself on her in his office.
lf anyone was the aggressor here,
it was Claire.
She came into my office,
she asked me out.
- Dinner is not an invitation to sex.
- l agree.
We ate, we went to the parking lot
to get our cars,
we started kissing.
Next thing,
we were back at my place naked.
- The sex was consensual?
- Yes.
Two or three nights later,
we sleep together again.
She assumed that the relationship
was a lot farther along than l did.
l told her l wanted it to stop.
She got pissed, threatening.
That's what the inmates saw.
Then you had her fired.
She was fired
because she was incompetent
not because
l didn't want to *** her anymore.
Mr. Strauch,
inform Officer Howell that
the state will settle this out of court.
She can return to work
as soon as she likes.
You say one word to me
and l'll scream.
l must go. l have a visitor.
lt's my sister.
Goodson,
l asked to see you
because l received
a rather troubling visit
from a young woman.
- Tricia Ross.
- Yes.
Then you do know her?
Yes, she's a plaintiff in the lawsuit
we're bringing against the state.
Her brother was murdered
during the riot.
Oh, l see.
Why did she come and see you?
She said she's been trying to reach
you, that you've been ignoring her.
- Yes, l have.
- Why?
Thought so.
She's in love with you.
- And you're in love with her.
- We've seen each other twice.
Since when
does it take more than that?
Goodson, when you turned your back
on our faith, became a Muslim,
l took it very personally.
Like you had somehow
rejected me and Daddy.
l know you did,
but it wasn't about that.
The worst thing you've ever done
was before that,
when you were gonna marry
Marilyn Crenshaw.
l could never understand
how you fell in love with that woman.
Why don't you say what you mean?
- That white woman.
- Yes.
That white woman.
And here you go again.
For all your talk, for all your fervour,
there's still some part of you that
wants to be something you are not.
How many people will you hurt
before you accept the fact
that you are exactly what you are.
And what is that? l am black.
l am a Muslim and l am a man.
And sometimes those three things,
they war with each other.
l'm not proud of my feelings
for Tricia Ross,
but l am not ashamed of them either.
Because, sweet, sweet sister,
when l stop my feelings,
when l shut down my emotions,
then this prison,
it has truly won.
Yo, Said, man.
Yo, that thing you did
with the hunger strike,
how you beat the hacks
at their own game...
Yeah.
Man, l know l let you down.
l know you worked hard
to get me published, to get me free,
and l *** up. l *** up.
But l'm saying, man,
l ain't even been writing
because, l mean, l wanted to
punish myself, but l miss it, minister.
Without poetry, man,
l'm half of myself.
You're asking my permission to write?
Then write, my brother.
You know what? l will. l will.
And the very first poem that l write
is gonna be dedicated to you
and how you inspire all of us.
No, don't write that.
lf you're gonna write,
you write for yourself.
For your own soul,
not because of me.
l'm no better than you, you know.
l'm just a punk like all the rest.
l was so glad you called--
Let's not talk.
l am done with talking.
So you've confessed
to breaking Beecher's arms and legs.
l broke his arms.
Schillinger broke his legs.
Oh, yeah, that's right.
Then you feel less guilty, right?
Because you only broke his arms.
- Nun first or shrink first?
- Shrink.
What made you want to crawl inside
other people's heads?
l thought l could help them.
- And you do.
- Sometimes.
Sometimes l can get a fellow to see
life from a slightly different angle
and then maybe, maybe,
he can cope a little better.
Slightly?
A little?
You measure everything
in all these small steps.
Well, you have to. There's rarely
any dramatic breakthroughs.
Everything is stops and starts
and stutter steps.
That frustrates you? lt hurts you.
Hurts me? No.
No, l was trained
not to take any of that personally.
- That's a tough lesson to learn.
- Oh, yeah.
- Especially here.
- Oh, yeah.
l mean, it's not your fault
that your patients don't get better.
Still, you worry.
You wonder
if you're just not good enough.
Time's up. Visiting hours.
One of my ex-wives
is coming to visit me.
- ***. Did you see Keller's ex?
- What?
Hey, Pete, l heard you got Leo
to agree to let Alvarez participate
in the victim-offender programme?
Yeah. l'm on my way
to talk to Alvarez right now.
Great. l'll come along.
Ray, l don't think
that would be a good idea.
l know you were there for Alvarez
since he came to Oz,
but in order for this to work,
l need to establish a rapport with him.
You know, separate from you.
- Well, l want to be involved.
- Yeah, l know you do.
But you can't.
From now on this is between
Alvarez and Rivera and me.
Miguel, l want to talk to you
about Officer Rivera.
Would you be willing
to meet with him face to face?
- With Rivera?
- Yeah.
- Me?
- Yeah.
For what?
Well, so he can ask questions,
express his feelings
and to give you the opportunity
to take responsibility for blinding him.
What do you call this?
l take responsibility every *** day.
No. Miguel, this is not remorse.
This is only punishment.
Rivera wants to see me?
Well, l can't speak to him
until l know you're willing to cooperate.
Will you?
- Yeah.
- Oh, that's great. Good.
Now, the warden has agreed
to release you from solitary
while you're participating
in the programme.
What's the deal? l know
Glynn's not gonna let me out for free.
What does he want?
At some point you're gonna have to tell
him who *** his daughter, Ardith.
Or what?
Or you come back here.
lt's up to you.
Miguel,
this isn't a way out.
lt's a way in.
Understand?
Okay.
Hello, is Eugene there?
Oh, Tina, hi.
This is Sister Peter Marie Reimondo
calling from Oswald.
I was wondering, couId I come
over there to see you and Eugene?
Or you couId come here, if you Iike.
***. My Sing Sing pal, Alvarez.
What's up, Miguelito?
You look really well rested, man.
You want us to forgive Alvarez?
There is no expectation
of forgiveness.
Come on, Sister. We're Catholic too.
We know what you're after.
l'm not here as a nun,
not even as a psychologist.
l'm here simply
to encourage discussion, to listen,
to help clarify your feelings.
''Clarify''? What the ***
does that mean, clarify? Clarify what?
- Tina.
- No, Eugene.
What do you need to clarify to that
piece of ***? He gouged your eyes out.
Blind forever.
Forget solitary. Alvarez should be
on death row, end of story.
Why do you want to go through
with this crap?
Baby, you don't
have to be here, but l do.
And l need you to understand that.
Who says Alvarez is gonna
give Eugene what he wants?
lf l sense a dead end, it's over.
And either party
can call it quits at any time.
You know what l want?
To look at him in the eye
just for a second,
to have him see me
what he did and to find out why.
Why?
Why?
That's what Pharaoh's asking himself.
Why is there blood in the Nile?
He asks his priests
and his soothsayers,
but before they can figure it out
swarms of frogs hop out of the water
and into the Egyptians' homes.
lnto their beds and bathtubs
and mixing bowls.
Pharaoh says, ''Enough, the lsraelites
can get the *** out.''
''Yippee,'' says Moses.
And then, God hardens
Pharaoh's heart again.
At the last minute, Pharaoh decides
the lsraelites can't leave.
Suddenly, the dust of Egypt
turns to gnats and flies.
lmagine: your house, your office,
your whole city filled with flies.
lmagine the noise,
all the buzzing in your head
and bug spray won't be invented
for 4,000 years yet.
Get the *** out of here, man.
Yo, what, man? Somebody cut off
your tongue like your old man?
What's up, Miguel?
Suddenly you're back in Em City
and you ain't got nothing to say?
l did what you asked me.
You ain't got nothing to say to me?
You wanna talk, we can talk.
You can start by telling me
what you're doing out of solitary.
You suck the warden's ***--
Reimondo's got me
on some new programme.
***. You gave us up.
l gave you up?
Blood in, blood out, Alvarez.
You made a pledge.
l'm in, El Cid. l'm in.
Good.
Listen, man, Carlo Ricardo,
he was boxing for us.
He *** up, he's in the hole.
- l hear you used to box.
- Yeah.
All you gotta do is beat some ***.
They got me on some of these drugs
to stop me from going crazy.
Crazy is good, bro. Crazy wins fights.
Stop taking that ***, man.
lt's no good for you.
Cyril, let's go.
Come on.
Get up.
First we gotta go work the kitchen,
- then we gotta go box.
- l don't wanna box today.
Relax, Cyril, your next fight's
not for two weeks.
l don't wanna box anymore.
Cyril, l'm getting sick and tired
of your *** whining.
Now get your *** out of bed.
Hey, O'Reily, your brother looked good
in the ring the other day.
What can l say?
He gives good hook.
Yo, Alvarez,
you got your first fight today?
Yeah, l fight Jason Cramer.
The ***? My money's on you, cuz.
Speaking of money, you bet me that
Cyril would lose to Robson, so pay up.
***. l still can't figure out
what happened.
Robson lost, period.
Cyril won, exclamation point.
There's no way
Robson got beat fair.
You accusing me
of cheating, Guerra?
You wanna back off, O'Reily?
Nobody's accusing nobody.
Better luck later.
Prisoner number 98C931 ,
Jason Cramer.
Convicted September 6, '98.
*** in the first degree, kidnapping,
assault with a dangerous instrument.
Life imprisonment
without the possibility of parole.
- Hi, O'Reily.
- Hey, Cramer.
You all ready for your big fight?
- Feeling good.
- Looking good.
Of course, so is Miguel Alvarez.
l got to tell you, Jason,
you going in the ring against Alvarez,
- you got balls.
- l didn't think you noticed.
Of course, you're going to need them.
What do you mean?
l overheard Hernandez
talking to the other spics.
They say if you lose,
they're going to gang *** Anthony.
- My Anthony?
- That's what they said.
Those *** better not put their paws
on my little Anthony.
Odds are 50-to-1 in Miguel's favour.
Oh, sure. Nobody thinks
a *** can defend himself.
Let me tell you something, O'Reily.
There's only two things
l know how to do: fight and suck.
Next.
Nice roll, O'Reily. You know the rule.
All betting goes through me.
Yeah, sure.
You ain't, by any chance,
doing some side action?
No, this is just some extra green
l've been saving up, you know.
As a sign of good faith, maybe
you ought to give me a little slice.
- How little?
- Twenty-five percent.
You got Alvarez
for the fight today, right?
l'm betting on the ***.
That's crazy.
That's me.
- You got it?
- l got it.
Cool, let me see it.
l know it's none of my business,
but this is the second time
you've asked me to take chloral
hydrate from the hospital ward.
- What are you doing with this stuff?
- Hey, you're right.
lt's none of your business.
Four,
five, six, seven.
Come to me. Come to me.
Go fight. Fight. All right. Come on.
Five.
What's wrong with you, man?
You're getting your *** kicked by
a *** ***. Now come on, man.
What, are you having
a *** ***?
Come on, man.
You're getting your *** kicked.
Yes!
Darkness.
For three days straight, only darkness.
Think of it,
sitting in your house for three days,
no lights, no TVs,
not even the flashlight
you keep for blackouts.
Pharaoh, just sitting there
on his throne, in the dark
wondering when it's all gonna end.
All because of God.
Doesn't make sense, does it?
Pharaoh taking the blame
for what God was going to do anyway.
***, yeah, it makes sense.
Pharaohs brought it on themselves
and their people.
Four hundred and thirty years,
the lsraelites were slaves,
one Pharaoh after another.
No one gets away with that,
dead or alive.
*** me, girl.
Oh, man.
*** ***.
Nooter and Pecky are funny.
Who?
The puppets.
Oh, yeah, the puppets.
l had a dream last night that
l came between Miss Sally's ***.
You shouldn't talk like that
about Miss Sally. She's a goddess.
Goddess? She a ho.
What the *** is this?
Not the *** God squad again.
Man, sit the *** down.
We know why you watch this show.
Sit down, man.
- lt's not for its educational value.
- Shut the *** up.
- But out of ***.
- Man, get away.
- Sermon's over, Cudney. Move away.
- No.
Lockdown! Lockdown!
Hey, champ.
Don't distract me. l'm beating
the *** out of Kareem Said.
Jason Cramer beat Miguel Alvarez.
Tim, how's Officer Hughes
making out?
- You want the truth?
- Yeah.
He's just hanging on.
- What's the matter with him?
- l don't know, Leo.
l just don't think he has what it takes.
- Why?
- l was just curious.
You asked me
to bring him into Em City.
That's a lot more than curious, Leo.
Clayton's dad and l
were COs back when.
We were like brothers, you know,
looking out for each other,
scheduling our shifts together.
Sam died 1 7 years ago.
- Killed in Oz.
- No ***.
Clayton is his only son.
Yo, Alvarez, great fight, man.
What're you talking about?
l *** lost.
Yeah, but l won.
How come everybody
you bet on wins?
What can l say? l got a gift.
Miguel, how'd it feel
to get your *** whooped by a ***?
You better watch your *** mouth.
What'll you do,
hit me with your purse, ***?
That's enough, you two.
You made us look bad, Alvarez.
You made us look like
a bunch of mariconas.
*** you.
Get off him.
He zapped him with a stun gun.
How did a *** stun gun
make it through security?
Probably the same way
the drugs get through.
- Find out who had his eyes closed.
- Wait a minute, wait a minute, Leo.
What about Hughes?
The guy who used the stun gun?
He's tangled with the Latinos,
he smuggles in an illegal weapon,
he zaps Hernandez for a minor
infraction. The guy's out of control.
You don't get what
it's like being a CO.
- Come on.
- You never have and you never will.
Look, Hughes *** up
and l will deal with it.
Case closed.
Come in.
- Leo, l'm sorry l...
- Come here.
Get over here.
- Look at that.
- What?
Closer.
What about it? ***!
That's how fast it was
for your father to die.
You think you're invincible?
Making your own set of rules?
l needed an extra advantage
to get respect.
Respect?
l said l'm sorry.
lt won't happen again.
No, it won't happen again.
Are you gonna fire me?
l'm transferring you
to the library. Permanently.
The library? Leo, l can't work--
Go. l got work to do,
like explain this wrist slap to my staff.
Morning.
Getting ready to go to the city
for your appeal?
l don't know. Woke up today,
got a good feeling.
Well, l hope the judge
overturns your verdict.
Of course, if he does,
l'll never see you again.
l'll miss you, Richie.
Yeah, but if they
don't overturn the verdict...
...l decided l'm going to do
what you suggested.
l'm gonna tell the cops that Schillinger
and l killed Alexander Vogel together.
At least if l have to die,
he'll die too.
- Get some justice.
- Good boy.
Hey, l'm almost done
with your sweater.
Okay, let's go.
Au revoir, Shirley.
No.
Goodbye, my darling.
Thieves' law.
We would dress up
as police officers
and rob the homes
of wealthy Russians.
But l got caught, sent to Tulun.
But, fortunately, l was able to bribe
a magistrate and was released early.
So l came to America
to find a better life.
How did the lNS let you in
with a criminal record?
They didn't. l lied on the application.
But the Ministry of lnternal Affairs
in Moscow,
they informed the FBl.
Followed me, wire-taps...
So here l am.
Big news, boys. Richie Hanlon's
*** conviction got overturned.
Some loophole in the law.
He squeezed through.
Hanlon killed Alexander Vogel.
Yeah, you said you knew Vogel.
He was my enemy.
And they're setting Hanlon free?
No, he's still got to serve time
for the original drug arrest.
You think they'll bring Hanlon
back to Em City?
He's on his way back now.
Well, this is cause to celebrate.
l have in my cell some ***.
You do? Wow, real Russian ***?
How did you get it in?
When life is good,
it's better not to question why.
Hey.
Jesus, l never thought l'd be thrilled
coming back to Em City.
Man, oh, man, l feel great.
You know, you sit up there
on death row
counting down the days,
knowing all you got in your future
is the sharp end of a lethal needle.
l'm telling you,
my heart is pumping so fast
it's gonna explode out of my chest.
l am so *** happy to be alive.
l'm sorry, am l talking too much?
What?
lt's been a while since l did this.
l lied.
Alexander Vogel was my friend.
The last plague is the worst one.
That's the one that messes up
our ideas about a loving God.
All the firstborn
in the land of Egypt killed
on one night when everyone's asleep.
You the oldest child in the family?
Would have been you.
No questions asked.
Pharaoh's son dies too.
His heir,
his pride and joy,
his sweet innocent little boy.
Lights out, ShirIey.
You're HlV-positive.
- That is not possible.
- l'll schedule you for counselling
- and arrange for your transfer--
- Transfer?
All inmates who test positive for HlV
are to be isolated in one place.
This isn't happening to me.
Can l offer you something to drink,
Father? Cappuccino?
You have a cappuccino machine?
l'm trying to make the best
of a worst-case situation.
The only upside to being in this unit
is the hacks think we're already dead,
so they let us do as we please.
- Yeah, l'll have a cappuccino, sure.
- Okay, sit.
You know, Father,
l've always considered you
nothing but a hack in black.
l know that a lot of inmates don't
trust me, but l'm trying to demonstrate
that l'm more than just a stoolie
for the warden.
For me it goes deeper than that.
ln my neighbourhood, growing up,
a boy became one of four things:
a doctor, a lawyer, a priest,
or a businessman.
l understand.
And in order to become a
businessman, you had to burn a saint.
- You know about burning a saint?
- Oh, yeah.
That's when you burn a picture
of a saint
in order to renounce
your obligation to the Church
in order to prove your loyalty
to the other businessmen.
- Right.
- Thank you.
l thought it was a mistake,
the test saying l was HlV-positive
so l had my own doctor
check the results and it's true.
Well, you know, being HlV today
does not necessarily mean
a death sentence. Many people live--
l've heard all the speeches, Father,
so save your breath.
l mean, in my business,
you're always ready to die,
ready for the quick shot
in the back of the head, but,
it's the slow dying that's different.
lt gives you time to think, you know?
Time to reflect on your life.
l want to make a confession.
A confession?
l want to confess to everything
l've done in the course of my life.
Everything,
and make a good act of contrition.
All right.
lt's been a while.
Can you get me started?
Bless me, Father, for l have sinned...
Right, right. lt's like riding a bicycle.
Bless me, Father, for l have sinned.
My last confession was...
Hey, boss, you have two seconds?
Yeah, sit down.
Years ago, Nino Schibetta
taught me how to play this game.
Pinocchio.
Pinocchio. lt's pinochle,
you dumb ***.
We were good friends.
Good partners.
He said l was more ltalian
than any *** in this place.
Adebisi, you want to
waltz down memory lane?
Go dance somewhere else.
You and l could be partners.
- l already got a partner. Wangler.
- But you hate Wangler.
l hate you too,
so what the *** does that mean?
l still remember
when you split my head open.
You were trying to kill me
because l was a strong enemy.
l could be a strong ally.
l'm listening.
lf something
were to happen to Wangler,
we could be partners.
Sure.
Good. Good.
- Yo, did you see that?
- Yeah.
We gots to whack Adebisi.
- Nappa said to chill on that.
- *** Nappa. Nappa's gone.
Yeah. Word.
l know you're having trouble
with Wangler and his crew.
- Yeah, those ***.
- You want to let the man talk?
This is simple.
You help me get rid of the ***,
- we take over the drug trade.
- Simple, huh?
What about the white guys?
They don't care who they work with
as long as the job gets done.
You're asking us to help you
get rid of your people?
They are not my people.
l am an African.
Okay.
Okay, Adebisi. Deal.
Gentlemen, this room here
is the computer room.
Now, call me crazy, but l think
when l see people in this room,
they should be using computers.
But you three aren't.
Which leads me to guess, you know,
because l'm such a bright fellow,
that you're here for a different reason.
Now, forgive me for being distrustful,
that probably means
you're up to no good.
That's right, come on, take a hike.
Let's go. You too, Simon.
l am using the computer.
Well, can l give you
one little small suggestion?
Turn it on.
You reap what you sow.
Pharaoh got what he deserved.
But what about AbduI the farmer
who woke up with frogs on his face,
his cattIe dead from anthrax,
his wife *** up with Iesions,
his onIy chiId dead, aII because of
a Ieader he didn't even get to vote for?
What about aII the peopIe
who reap what they don't sow?
Babies born addicted to crack,
4-year-oIds moIested,
ethnic cIeansing?
What about you?
Is there a Iaw
in the universe or something,
a Iaw about needIess suffering?
A Iaw that even God can't break?
That's it?
- You sure?
- Yeah.
- Check again, yo.
- That's all there is.
Get the *** out of here.
Yo, what did you get?
Birthday card from my mom.
- Look here, it's your birthday?
- Today.
How old are you, ***?
Eighteen up in this ***, yo.
Eight-***-teen.
Guess that makes you
a *** man.
Get the *** out of here. l've been
a man a long time. Don't play me out.
Well, son, let's go
lick these *** like men.
That sounds cool to me.
Bricks, you down?
Yo, check it out.
l gotta make a phone call, all right.
- l'm going to catch up to y'all.
- All right.
Peace out. Peace out.
Laurie, how you doing?
Yeah? How's the baby?
That's good. That's good.
Didn't you forget something?
My birthday. No. That's okay. lt's okay.
You know, but l wrote you
asking for some boots
because these *** just kind of hurt.
l know money's tight, so just do
whatever you got to do, okay?
Yeah.
All right, look, l got to go, okay? Yeah.
l love you too.
All right, bye.
- Ma, have you seen Laurie?
- Not lately.
She brought the baby around
about three weeks ago.
- Left him with me for the weekend.
- Yeah?
- Where she been going?
- l don't know.
- You don't ask?
- l asked. She said to visit a sick friend.
Only, honey, l could tell by the way
she said it, there was no sick friend.
- You never liked her anyway.
- This is why.
She is a mother. She should be home
with her child, not off gallivanting.
Who she gallivanting with?
l've got my suspicions.
Like who, Ma?
- Ronnie Smith.
- Ronnie Smith?
What the ***?
She knows l don't like
that ***!
- And l got other suspicions.
- Like...?
What, Ma?
Ma, l know that face.
Don't hold back on me.
l think he's hurting the baby.
Little Jordan's got black-and-blue
marks. She said he fell.
Babies fall, but not that much.
***! ***!
*** him! You get my son!
Get him the *** out of here,
and l'm getting that ***!
l don't give a ***!
l said it once before
and l'll say it again.
All women is ***.
All women, ***!
Then the *** she's ***
is hurting my son,
my seed, my prince. What the ***?
Come on, what kind of *** is that?
What the *** am l going to do
in here? How can l help him in here?
Yo, you and me both,
we know people
that can make this right.
l use my people,
there's no way the cops
will be able to trace it back to you.
Make the call.
Any price, l don't give a ***.
l want Ronnie Smith dead.
Dead, ***.
Pierce,
my wife too.
Ma? Yeah, it's me.
l want you to go
over to Laurie's tonight
and get the baby out of the house,
okay? Never mind why.
Just go over there and get the baby
out the house tonight. You hear me?
Get him out the house, Ma. All right.
Moses finally got the chosen people
to the promised land
but things
didn't really get any better.
They were constantly at war
with the Canaanites,
the Hittites, the Jebusites.
Eventually the lsraelites were
completely crushed by the Romans.
The suffering continues.
Which leads me to wonder
is there too much
suffering in the world?
*** the world. Here in Oz,
there's too much suffering
even for a guilty man to endure.
Hey, yo, Bricks, you coming?
No, yo. l'm going to catch up
to y'all in a minute, though.
Happy birthday to me
Happy ***
Birthday to me
Happy birthday
To Kenny
Happy birthday to you