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You're a news producer
on the outside.

Open your mouth. I'm a news junkie.

And about 70, 80% of what I see
is total biased bullshit.

Sometimes obvious bullshit.

Sometimes nuanced,
sometimes brazen bullshit.

♪ Lings, the red-nosed reindeer ♪

Are you gonna sling
your brazen nuanced bullshit at me?

'Cause if you do,

I'm gonna go obvious on your ass.

Like stick my baton sideways
up your buttocks obvious.

Now bend over.

Bend down.
What do you think?

Full body-search?

- Absolutely.
- Yeah.

Okay, stand up.

You're gonna share a cell with Frenchie.

Give him his wardrobe.

Allahu Akbar.

Yo, I'm Frank.

Hey, I'm Ayman.

Sorry I didn't answer.

I was just doing my prayer.

So tell me something.
Ayman, right?

What do you pray to your God for?

Like, why do you do that?

- Why?
- Yes. I'm asking why.

Many reason.

I pray to God five times a day

as an expression of my gratitude
to him for what he granted me.

Gratitude for what?
For this... this cage?

You're right, I guess.

But what if it was his plan?

We all need fixing, right?

The bars...

that might fix.

Prison, it don't make you a better person.

No. No, just prison.

I don't understand how this
can happen in our day and age.

Twenty years?

I'm not going to let that happen.

Local Arab authorities said
that they found evidence of a struggle,

hence the second degree murder charge,

but they couldn't provide us
with any report about a firearm.

'Cause I didn't do anything wrong.

The judge here was very hasty
to proceed with your indictment.

I don't know why.

Excuse me.

Electoral periods are over.

I need a new trial, I can't stay here.

Trust me, I'm working on it.

I'll do whatever it takes.

I'm glad I can get you back to the States
just after a few weeks.

I had to pull some strings to prove

you were going to face
inhumane prison conditions there.

- Yeah, like prison's real humane here.
- I'm sorry, Frank. I really am.

I don't need your sympathy, okay?
Just get me out of here.

Let's go, guys!

Give it some heart, fellas!

Yeah, job security.
That's what I like to see.

Hey, I'm not really sure how this works.
Kinda new here.

Everybody's new for a minute.

- You got a name?
- Frank.

Frank, your minute's up.

Listen, uh, Frank.

Let's keep this real simple, okay?

As long as you ain't a... a nigger,

a Jew, a spic or a faggot
then you're okay with us.

What do I look like?

I get who you are.

Brother, you just keep your mouth shut
and your ass tight.

And from this second on,
anything you're asked to do,

you do it or your lights go out.

Fuckers.

My leg's hurting today and my back.

Pump that ganja in there.

That's good.
That's all I need from the Rastas.

No, no, I don't need any blimpy air today.

Well, what have we got here?

The homoerotic club in mass.

Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq,
six, sept, huit, neuf, dix.

Ho... ho.

Frenchie.

It's been a while, man.

You need something?

Do I need something?

Yeah, I need something.

Look at your...
Look at your pretty white ass.

You ain't got a scar
or a scratch on you, huh?

Just keep doing what you're told,

and we'll make sure when you leave,
you look the same way.

Now.

We got a chain of command down, okay?

Those that gives the orders
and those that take the orders.

Now if you want to move up
the chain of command,

you do a good piece of work
now and then.

Otherwise, just stay where you are.

But...

if you're told to do something,
you don't have a choice.

Do you feel me?

I don't hear you.

I got you.

And that good looking mother
of yours, Susan?

She won't be so good-looking no more.

So you just do what you gotta do.

You gotta get some ink on your ass
so these fucking niggers leave you alone.

So they know who you belong to.

I don't need tats.

Look at you.
You got tits like a fucking broad.

You look like
a fucking walking cheesecake.

Tomorrow I want you to hit
the weight pile with Smitty

and put some muscle
on that flaky ass of yours.

Huh? I like my boys hard, all right?

I like 'em tough, and I like 'em hard.

You feel me? Hm?

But first of all,
I want you to do me a favor.

You hold onto this, stick this up your ass
and keep it there till I need it.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Oh, what do we got here?
It's the invasion of the towelheads.

You meet my Saudi friends, huh?

Allahu Akbar, boys.

He's with me. See you later.

What do you want from me?

Nothing. It was Frenchie's idea.

This call
is being recorded. Please wait.

Bobby.

Jeez.

It's so good to hear from you, man.
Oh, wow, I...

I was wondering when you
were going to talk.

Are you okay?

As much as someone
can be in my situation.

God, this is terrible. I'm so sorry.

I mean, I don't even understand.

The last time I heard from you
you were on a trip with Sarah.

I know.

It's beyond... It's beyond crazy.

Yeah, but I mean, what the hell happened
over there? What is this bullshit?

- You don't think I did it?
- Fuck no!

Frank, when you started
in the mailroom ten years ago,

what did I tell you about our job?

Never trust the police,

especially in a foreign government.

It's a long... it's a long story.

You know I would never
lay a hand on her, right?

But right now is not the time.
I... I need your help.

Tell me.

There's something off
about this whole case.

My lawyer said there were discrepancies
used in the procedures to deport me here.

This judge, Jude Wilson,
he's a state judge.

But I don't know
what the fuck his problem is.

It's like he's got it out for me.

You think the judge fucked you up?

- I'm not saying...
- I hate you!

Look, I don't know what's going on,
but you are the best journalist I know,

and you're the only man
I can trust right now.

So please, I need your help.
Just find out what you can.

Of course, man.
I'll do some research.

Hey, just...

Just... don't get in any trouble, okay?

Look, I gotta go.
You are the man, okay? Thank you.

I'll talk to you later.

- Hey, about this afternoon.
- Thank you.

The point is, you're supposed to practice
speaking foreign language,

you know, to refresh your memory?

Yeah, that's the one.

She swears by it.

Says that's how she learned her English.

No, that's the point.

Her English was terrible.
I could hardly understand a thing.

Uh, hold on one sec.

Can I have an eclair, please?

- Okay.
- To go.

Uh, you could say
she was a D student. Double D.

Anyway, I'll call you back, man.

- That's for you, ma'am.
- Thank you.

Oops.

Wow.

- Thank you, Frank.
- Nice dress.

Oh, what'd you call me?

That's your name, right?

- Have we met before?
- Your name tag.

Wow. I learned some French
a while back.

I love languages.

I'm more fluent in Arabic, though.
I'm actually from the region.

Aha. And... you're a teacher?

No, it's more food-related.

- You cook?
- Yeah. Middle Eastern cuisine.

Oh, delicious.

So I actually don't know
any Arabic except for habibi.

Yes, but if you want to call me honey,

the correct word is habibti.

But you can start with Sarah, though.

Well, it's a pleasure
to meet you, Sarah.

I'm Frank, and I must say
I love the way Arabic sounds.

In fact, I was in Egypt, covering
the revolution a few years ago and...

- Your to go.
- That's me.

- Give me one second.
- Okay.

Thank you.

Frank, this is my sister Deana.

- Uh-oh.
- So you are the reason

I've been waiting for my food for ages?

Your sister is lovely, Sarah.

Mm, sarcastic, I like that.

Yeah, and he's charming.

- You know, I can very easily...
- No, no, no.

I wouldn't want you to be late to, uh,

that, um, double D girlfriend of yours,

but it was a pleasure
meeting you, Frank.

Bye-bye.

I'm starving.

I'll tell you what.

I'm sure my imaginary girlfriend
wouldn't mind

if you use that pen I saved for you
to give me your number.

I'll give you a little assignment, though.

You said you
liked the way Arabic sounds.

So I'm gonna give you
a little translation exercise.

And be careful,

'cause I will know if you didn't bother
finding out the meaning of that.

I knew you could be a teacher.

Good night.

No, the bakery down the street.
Goddammit, where did I put this thing?

- So how was the sister?
- Look, they're both hot.

Middle Eastern chicks.
You should know.

Damn, man. I should've been there.

Arab chicks? I don't think
I've actually ever hit that.

Wait, no, except for the girl who I dated
whose dad was from Iran.

Persian, Arab is a different world.

- Which we publish online.
- We use the word of God...

God, I can't believe this disappeared!

Wait-wait a minute.

What is... what is this
over here, Mr. Frank?

- Ooh!
- Thank you.

Look, she, uh... she wrote in Arabic
so I have to translate it.

Oh, she's already
playing games with you.

Man, I hate that.
You're not gonna do it, right?

Yeah, of course. I mean, Google.

Oh, man. She has cast
a fucking spell on you, dude.

♪ Yeah, I cast a spell on you ♪

♪ And now you're mine ♪

Thank you.

I gotta give you props
for finding this place.

You have very good taste.

I do, don't I?

No, but seriously, I love it.

It reminds me of, like,
an '80s disco in here.

Mean, they've got Alston Koch,
Asia's King of pop.

What, do you know all this because you're
some sort of paparazzi or...

No, I come here for the margaritas, okay?

They are world class. You should try one.

I wouldn't be able to compare.
I've never had one.

Like, you're allergic, or...?

No, I'm-I'm Muslim.

Right. So I never asked you,
what country are you from?

I'm from the country
of One Thousand and One Nights.

Sounds very exotic.

I'm used to life here, though.

I moved here when I was just a kid
with my older sister, Deana.

My parents were getting divorced,

and they wanted me to have a better life.

So, I mean, she's taken care
of me like a second... mother.

So I'm sure you're familiar
with Umm Kulthum or Abdel Halim Hafez?

They played their music
all the time when I was in Egypt.

You sound very knowledgeable.

Um, are you okay?

I'm sure that would impress
many Arab girls,

but that's not your plan at all, is it?

Okay, I admit it. I did a little homework
to refresh my memory.

See?

Don't worry,
I'll still give you an A-minus.

- An A-minus?
- Mm-hmm.

Good thing I have
something else in mind to get an A-plus.

Back straight. Okay.

Back. Forward.

Slide.

Okay, my turn. Follow my lead.

Move your hips a little more.

You're doing great!

Ayman.

I hear you got a new cellmate. How is he?

Pretty good looking.

I'd say he was a ten, but with prison,
he must be a seven now.

What do you want from him, Saud?

Nothing, that's my point.

I don't want him
anywhere near our business.

I know how to recognize a good person.

Have you ever dealt with the FBI?
You ever been interrogated? Huh?

You don't know anything.

You know, the saddest thing about betrayal

is that it never comes from your enemy.

You're so naive, Ayman.

I've got nothing to hide, Saud.

You think they care about that?

Let me show you something.

When you think of torture,
what do you think of?

Blades, knives.

Pulled teeth, right?

Beatings are obsolete, brother.

Slipping into madness.

This noise, now that's quite different.

Because they know
that we can anticipate physical pain.

But the torture of this noise,

blazing in your ear
hour after hour, even days.

They have the slightest inclination
that you got information,

they will do you
the same as they did me.

God will protect me.

Ayman, I'm coordinating this job
with the outside,

and I need a brother that I can trust.

I know about your past.

Thanks. But no thanks.

Ayman, I'm gonna protect your protégé,

but if he becomes a threat...

I'll get rid of him.

Ooh, I'm overstimulated, gentlemen.

Ahh...

Oh, this one's for you.

Some Bobby.

What's that, your lover or something?

What's the matter, Frenchie?

Don't you want your letters?

Je t'aime. J'adore.

It's so hot.

I saw that little girl in her red dress
and her dark glasses.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah.

There you go.

Perfume, just like her pussy.

Somebody's stretching that
while you're in here.

Might as well... Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Might as well be Louis.

Don't worry, ram-a-dam-a-ding-dong!
I'll get her for you.

We're gonna get your mind right.
Come on, you want it.

Come on, ah!

Whoa!

I brought you a little culinary delights.

I know how you French are
about your cuisine.

You can dream about the food just like you
dream about the letters d'amour.

Don't worry, I'll free my pelvis
before I fuck her.

Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq.

What the hell was that?

Mail distribution. Can't you tell?

Um, what'd you do to him?

I slept with his mom.

People don't need a reason to hate you.
They just do.

Man is really good at that.

- So he picks on all you guys?
- Not all of us.

He still wants to start his car
without getting blown up.

- You know what I mean?
- Are you serious?

Your bearded friends are that dangerous?

Terrorist network.

Those guys may be in jail,
but they are still in charge.

And what about you?

Why do you think that prick
can have a field day with me?

He know I have no connection outside.

No family, friends?

No, not anymore.

And these crazy bearded
are very dangerous.

And, no, I'm not a part of them.

It's a prison here.

I stay with them because I don't
have no fucking choice to save my ass.

But I hate them.

I hate them for what they did
to us, to Islam.

How come they said
it was your idea to help me?

Frank, I saw you getting into trouble,

but something told me you don't want
to join the fucking ABO Low Riders.

I hope I made the right decision.

Now whether you want it or not,

you are part of our... gang.

Such a long day.

Can't wait to get in my bed.

Anything exciting?

No. I think I need to take on
more night shifts, though.

I'm strapped for cash.

It's getting tight with the kid coming.

Well, hell, I'm not gonna complain that
somebody wants to keep me company.

Might as well be you.

This job is fucking killing me.

- Whose letter is that this time?
- Brooks.

But those Hajjis, all the same.
They're the worst.

Doesn't it bother you?

I don't know, what'd they do?

I don't know, it just pisses me off

them going to prayers every day.

What about the other inmates?
Don't they get to use that room?

And-and what if they're
planning something in there?

Oh, and let the pricks pray.

Their god ain't listening to them anyway.

I just don't like it.

Well, as long as they don't take the bacon
out of our cafeteria,

- I'm fine with it.
- The hell they will.

I need a ball porter.

I need a ball porter.
You got some beans on my ball.

- Who's my friend?
- We are!

- Who's my friend?
- We are!

You guys mind if I join you?

No, brother.

- I'm Saud.
- Frank.

You are Ayman's cellmate, right?

Yeah, he told me to sit with you guys.

You know where he is?

Louis.

- What's shaking, baby?
- Gary.

How's the pain in the leg?

- Ever present.
- Oh, yeah?

I got a little gift for you.

This'll help with the pain.

Hey, this is some good shit.
Hey, ain't been stepped on.

You want another bag, just whistle.

Thank you.

Hey, Frank.

Hey, can I talk to you for a sec?

Give me one good reason why I shouldn't
slit your throat right now.

- What'd I do?
- That's what I'm gonna try and find out.

I knew I couldn't trust you,

and a little research
from my side proved me right.

What are you talking about?

You got five seconds, five seconds,
to tell me why you killed one of ours.

Sarah?

Our sister.

You don't understand.
Sarah was my...

She was my wife, man.

And you thought you can get away with it
if you killed her in her homeland?

Fuck, I didn't kill her, I swear to God...

Shut up! You ain't in court now.

You shed our blood, we shed yours.

You know what? Then fuck you, huh?
Fuck you and your people!

You're the fucking reason for this, huh?

Sarah was
the most precious thing that I had,

and I would do anything for her,
anything to get her back.

You think I'm responsible? Huh?

Then go on! Go on, do it!

Kill me, just like you killed her!

Maybe Ayman was right this time.

Twelve o'clock!

You got ten minutes.

- Hey.
- I saw her yesterday.

- Who?
- This is absolutely nuts.

This guy seems rotten to the core.

What do you mean?

So I've been looking into
this guy's cases on his dockets

for the last maybe three years.

Checked in with every attorney
that I know.

See if they found anything about this guy
and this guy is squeaky clean, man.

I can't find anything.

So I figure it's time
to think outside the box.

Let's check into his reelection
campaign donors.

It's publicly available.

And it seems like he's got
a lot of strong ties to the Gulf.

A lot of his investors
are from the region.

Yeah, so what? I mean, nothing new.
Everyone's after their money.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, but hold on.
I went to investigate.

Just ask for me.
Go and ask, just five minutes.

That's all, that's all I'm asking.

Okay, I see what I can do.

Checked out from his office,

found out that he was actually
on a business trip to the region.

So I call up my guy at the BCJI, right?

- Rocket intelligence?
- Yeah.

- All right, they're solid.
- Yeah.

They've got a lot of information
on foreign countries in the area,

a lot of intel, especially in the Gulf.

I find out from him that our judge guy

was actually talking
to the Vice Prime Minister

and other executives over there.

So I managed to find out, right,

some of the names in the newspapers,

'cause it makes some of the headlines
of the local news.

This is the part
where it gets interesting.

One of the names was none other
than the CEO of Etagi.

Name sounds familiar, right?

Yeah, we've seen it in the news.

Yeah, they just won one
of the biggest contracts

for an oil development project
just off the coast of Virginia.

A multimillion dollar project.

Okay, what's the link to our judge?

So I managed to get a copy

of this big oil company's
investment portfolio, right?

What struck me was this small local
American business

that seems to benefit quite considerably
from their money.

Guess who owns the business

and whom I saw leaving
this very same country block,

where coincidentally our CEO
from the Middle East

happens to be staying at?

Someone close to the judge?

Andrea Brown,
or let me give you a hint.

Brown is her maiden name.

- I don't get it.
- The judge's wife.

Get the fuck outta here.

Man, this is way bigger
than we first expected.

This judge uses his clout
to safeguard

contracts for these guys in...
in the Gulf.

And they, in return,
pay his family most handsomely.

What the fu... What does that have to do
with my case, though?

I haven't figured that part out yet,

but, I mean, this guy is corrupt.

At the very least
he should've recused himself

for a conflict of interest
in the case, right?

Don't worry, man.
I'm writing a huge exposé.

This is gonna blow this out of the water.

This might get you the Pulitzer.

Man, I wouldn't want to say to them
better looking and smarter,

but if you wanted to say it,
I'd be okay with it.

Two minutes.

We're gonna get you outta here,
okay, man?

Look, I'm meeting
with your attorney this week

to discuss how we can use this
in all of your appeal.

This is huge.

I came here because I know that they
record prison conversations on the phone.

So that's why I wanted
to tell you this in person.

Bobby, I don't know how to thank you.

Just look after yourself, okay?

Yeah.

Hey, I'll be seeing you soon, buddy.

I'll give you my...

I'll give you my fucking gun!

- Keep going, move it.
- What are you looking at, Lings?

- Clear off.
- Move it.

Let's go!

You're not gonna tell me what happened?

- It's none of your business.
- Man, I saw them.

You can't let them do that to you.
You gotta do something about it.

Oh, yeah. What do you suggest?

I don't know, you could...

That's right.

Let me take a look at that.

I need more fabric.

So can I ask... Why you in here?

I made some mistake. That's that.

Frank, don't bring up the past like that.

People are just focusing on
becoming a better person here.

Better person?
You seen the gangs in this place?

Most people are rotting here.

Some need more work.

I guess everybody can be saved.

You sound like Jesus.

Aren't you supposed to be Muslim?

Muslim, Christians, Jewish,
all pray the same God.

- Well, you better stop praying.
- Why do you...

Get some ice on that
and get to the infirmary.

And you learn this
behind your computer screen?

Believe it or not,
I was a journalist.

Picked up a few things in the field.

And what about you, Ayman?
What's your story?

Were you born a Muslim?

You're starting
a prison newsletter or what?

Well, a couple of years ago,
a lot of bad things happened to me.

I lost my job...

and somebody very dear to me.

It started this whole quest.

I want to believe, but I need the proof
of the existence of God.

I explore all religion, except one.

People ask me, "And Islam?"

I will say, "They are terrorists."

What are you, a fucking mute?
Look at me.

Look at me!

That's these words, my holy quest.

I still somehow
ended up in the mosque.

These guys, big beards,
came right to me.

Very welcoming.

- Who's my friend?
- We are.

- Who's my friend?
- We are.

I ask him everything
that came to my mind.

And to answer, he will always
take the Qur'an and say,

"Read this. Read this, my brother.”

One night, I told, "I'm ready."

I was there, silently reading the Qur'an.

And I stopped.

I said, "All I need
is just a little sign."

And you know what happened?

Where's Frank and Frenchie?

Nothing, absolutely nothing.

Where's Frank and Frenchie?

I flipped back
exactly where I was stopped.

And the first verse that I find was,

"For those of you who ask for sign,

we haven't show you enough already?

Look around you.

Look at the sky,
look at the stars, the water.

They are sign for the people
with knowledge."

Where the fuck
is Frenchie and Frank?!

I was so scared, I hid under the blanket.

This will be no sufficient proof
for most people,

but to me it was enough.

He showed me how arrogant I have been,
to want my own specific signs.

The day after I become a Muslim.

Hey!

You two like to make me
go for a stroll.

Hurry up.

You keep stepping like that,
I'll put you in chains.

Get back to work, Lings.

Oh, my God, they're so cute.

You know, when I was
a little bit younger than him,

I was quite the ladies' man.

Yeah? How so?

So I used to crawl around the beach

and head straight for the girls
laying on their bellies sunbathing.

And I'd sneak up behind them
and spank 'em.

Oh, my God!

What about you? What was your childhood
like in the Middle East?

I was happy.
My parents were very understanding

and open about things.

Even all your college boyfriends?

Boyfriends, no.
I said they were open about things.

We're still Arab, you know.

And what about you?

What about that four year old little boy?

Once a player, always a player.

No, not really.

I don't buy it. I bet you're a womanizer.

You know, how do I know
you're not a player?

I mean, you played with me at first.

For all I know you're a black widow
or a honeytrap.

Maybe I am.

Hm.

Aha!

Abracadabra!

Look at you, going out of your way
to cook Moroccan food for me.

Does that surprise you?

Isn't it possible I already knew
how to cook tagine?

- Come on.
- All right, I admit it.

I looked it up a few days ago.

Mm.

Did you put...
Did you put turmeric in it?

Yeah, the yellowish spice, right?

Mm-hmm. Yeah, that's fine.

No, what-what do you mean?
What's wrong?

- Nothing, it's nothing.
- Tell me.

It's supposed to be saffron, not turmeric.

But it's funny, it just tastes different.

Dammit, I could have sworn
I got the right...

No, don't worry. It's fine.
Actually, it's delicious.

Don't say that.

I'm serious, it is.

I should just order pizza.

Frank, I need to tell you something.

You know that annoying girl that talks
about her boyfriend all the freaking time?

That's me right now.

You can ask Deana.

Um... you know what?
I don't celebrate Christmas.

So tell me, is your family gonna hate me?

I mean, do you even see your family?

Because I spent a lot of time
with my sister,

and my parents, they mostly speak Arabic.

So what if you can't understand
each other? How can they accept you?

- I mean, I don't even know if you care.
- Sarah, calm down.

I'm not going anywhere.

Here.

As for your mother,

if she's anything like you,

I can only get along with her.

And if your parents don't speak English
then I'll learn Arabic.

And if you guys don't celebrate Christmas,
then we'll get Chinese food.

But I'm sure
my parents wouldn't mind

adding a setting for you
at the dinner table.

You said it yourself, I come prepared.

And there's a reason for that.

Wait, wait.

I can't. I can't have sex with you.

I've never done it before.

Oh, my God, this is wrong.

I shouldn't do this.

I'm not supposed to be here.

Frank, don't you
want someone with experience

and someone that can satisfy you?

I want you, only you.

And we'll only go as far as you want to.

What about home?

You said we'll go as far as I want to go.

Well, let me take you
to my world, where I'm from.

I'll show it to you.

This is the world
of One Thousand and One Nights.

Let me take a selfie.

Do you see your dad often?

Every once in a while.
He lives in a different city, though.

We should go there and visit.
I can finally meet him.

Yeah, right.

Here let me help you.
And this is for you.

Oh, thank you.

What's so funny about that?

What do you mean?

Us visiting your dad's city?

Nothing. It's just you said you
wanted to meet my dad.

Yeah, so?

- What are you getting at?
- We'll talk later.

I forgot the sugar.

I'm just trying to understand.

It's nothing.
I just can't... I don't know.

You sound like you're ashamed of me.

No, of course not.

You know it's complicated
when it comes to my father,

and it would be different
if we were just...

Wow, okay.

Frank, you have to understand that...

Look, you need to ask
if that's what I want.

Sarah told me you already know our food,
but haven't tried our tea yet.

Well, I'm sure
it's as delicious as your food.

Mmm. So good.
And your home is beautiful.

And now that I met you,
I know where Sarah gets her beauty from.

He knows how to talk to women.

Yeah, he has a way with words.

I'm just gonna go for a walk, okay?

You're still upset about earlier?

I mean, I'm sorry,
I shouldn't have said it.

- Can you forget about this?
- I can't.

- It changes everything, Frank.
- It changes everything?

- We're just talking about...
- Are we?

- Is that all we're doing, we're talking?
- No, that's not what I mean.

But we both know
marriage is a big commitment.

Then what do you want, Frank?

I'm just not ready...

I'll talk to you later then.

Anybody help you with that?

No, did it all by myself.

Good job. You spelled it right, too.
What's that for?

Our mailbox.

Look, I want to be with you

and make it work, one way or the other.

I just need a little time.
Can we start with this?

But you've never done this before.

I know, right?

And now my place is gonna
smell like incense all the time.

Are you sure?

As sure as I am that I love you.

By the way, not incense.

It's gonna smell like Arab cuisine.

Wait.

Okay, I'll stop.

You don't have to feel guilty.

You like the way I feel?

You sure we're not doing anything wrong?

We're not doing anything wrong.

Please don't hurt me.

Sarah...

It's not possible.

His tire burst
and he lost control of his car.

I'm so sorry.

I don't think that we'll be able to get
you a furlough to attend the funeral.

- Usually...
- It wasn't an accident.

- Pardon me?
- It wasn't an accident.

Oh, God, you're gonna tell me...

What is this, a joke?
He just died?

Frank, I don't know what to say.

Look, there's gotta be a way to get ahold
of everything he worked on, right?

I mean his files, his computer...

- Frank...
- His laptop.

Frank, listen to me.

I'm sparing you the details,
but his car was totaled.

He was on his way back from work.

So I don't think that was the case.

Okay, Bobby told me everything.

He told me this judge is corrupt,

and he's involved in bribery scandals
in the Middle East.

I know this is horrible news,
but there's a police investigation.

So far they said they have no reason
to believe it was not an accident.

They're the reason I'm in here!
Don't you get it?!

Oh, my God,
this fucking judge killed Bobby!

He fucking killed him!

Hold on, hold on.

Why would this judge
personally go after you?

I don't know!

But Bobby found something
about the Middle East and contracts.

The judge giving out contracts
and shit like that,

and you have to investigate this.

Frank, you know I cannot
go after a state court judge

- without strong evidence.
- Why, why?

If Bobby found out, why can't you?

Look, I really want to help you.

But do you realize what you're asking me?

This is nuts.

You said you'd do anything to help me!

I said I would do whatever it takes.

But this? This involves
risking my job or my freedom.

Oh, fuck your job! Fuck your freedom!

Fuck your comfort! Is that
what fucking matters right now?

Are you in league
with that son of a bitch?

What are you...
What are you talking about?

Yeah, you are, aren't you?
That's how he found out about Bobby.

That's why I'm still fucking in here.
And to think I trusted you!

- Frank...
- You're such a fucking bitch!

Frank, you're losing your mind.

I'm done with you! Done!

- Frank... Frank!
- Done!

What the hell is that?

Hold on there a second, my friend.

I'm sorry to interrupt,
you gray little fucking guys,

but have here a letter from the warden

ordering me to shut down the meditation
room until further notice.

So you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you,
get the fuck outta here now.

- No, man.
- What's up, man?

We are just trying to pray, sir.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

It's not my decision.

Don't make it bad on me.

If you got something to say,

feel free to file a complaint,
and I can wipe my ass with it.

You ever see a John Wayne movie?

Well, it always ends up in fisticuffs.

We call it Western psychotherapy.

You want a little Western psychotherapy?

Back off.

Did you hear what I said?

I want everyone out of this room
in the next five seconds,

or I'll start spraying and clubbing.

Come on, faster, faster, faster.

Get in a tighter circle, there you go.

Tighter circle, there you go.

Round 'em up.

Okay, round and around
and around and around.

Back from SHU?

- I said three days was enough.
- Look at you.

I know some brother
that have been there for weeks.

I know, I heard 'em.

What do you mean?

They were praying all the time.

Sometime we sent to the hole

just because a guard
having a bad day, you know?

Prayer, it's liberating for us.

Maybe for you. I need more.

Listen, I had a chance to think about it.

I can't sit here while the son of a bitch
that sent me away is free.

He made things very personal for me.

So I'm gonna get out of here.

I got a plan, but I need your help.

Forget about this.

- Listen, all I'm saying is...
- No.

- Would you listen to me?
- No, you listen to me.

I'm here. I serve my time,
and I get the fuck out.

Frank, I told you personal things.

I guess Saud was right.

Betrayal never come from your enemies.

So do your thing
and leave me out of this shit.

Can I count on you to be quiet?

I ain't no snitch.

Listen, Ayman, I'm genuine, all right?

I'm not trying to use you.

Peace out, Frank.

Sir, I have strong reasons to believe
that, through the use of that room,

Muslim inmates are forming gangs
and bullying other inmates.

You hear him, Ferris?

I am sorry.

I understand your frustration,
but will not reconsider my decision.

Come on, it's not like I'm
taking away your freedom of religion.

You can still pray in pairs in your cells.

Is there anything else
you would like to say, Ferris?

- Salaam, brother.
- Can I talk to you?

Right now.

What's up?

There's a man who's gotta die.

I'm in here for the exact reason
you just said...

My country abandoning me, silencing me.

Who is this man?

A judge, a corrupt sick fuck
that wants to see me stay here.

He killed my best friend.

What do you want us to do about it?

I don't know.

I'm thinking about getting
out of here myself and doing it,

but as long as he gets
what he deserves.

Now, I know you got connections
in the outside,

so, I'm willing to pay you.

So... would you like us to send his head
in a gift wrap box

or is that not necessary?

Who do you think you are, Frank? Hm?

Do you think we're
some kind of low cost hitmen?

That's not what I mean.

Now, I don't know how you even fix
your mouth to ask me something like that.

And they call me the extremist.

Just think for a second

what you're willing to do for
the love of this one woman, huh?

You think that your cause
is more noble than ours?

That woman was my life!

He took it from me.

Your passion has got you blind.

Look what you've become.

Listen, you're right.

America lost its way, its values.

Everything it stood for.

You don't know what you're talking about.

You thought you could sit
in the comfort of your cell

and have some of our brothers go out
and do your dirty work for you?

That you're so superior to them
that they would risk their life for you?

Killed for you?

For you?

Jihad is not just
some ruthless act of Killing.

You have to be willing
to give up everything.

Your family, your wealth, your dreams...

and yes, even your life.

You don't understand me.

Let me ask you something, Frank.

You even believe in God?

I think it's time
you find some other protection.

I can't believe you're
gonna do that over there.

She's willing to take me
to her hometown

and lie to her dad about us being married
just to indulge me.

Ah, that tells you
how much she loves you.

Well, she won't need to lie.

I saw that coming.
I mean, how long has it been?

Two years since
she first brought me here.

I guess I'm finally ready.

It feels like the right time.

What can I say?
Congratulations, buddy.

I'm really happy for you.

Don't forget to bring me
back a souvenir, okay?

I gotta go. It's daytime here
and I got a deadline today,

so I'll talk to you later, okay?
Congrats, man.

Thanks, Bobby, take care.

Where are you going?

You saw me?

Yeah, you gonna leave me there
worried to death?

We've been through a lot, right?

My dad, he used to bring me here
when he was still with my mom

and he would teach me how to walk.

I don't remember, but my mom
would show me pictures.

It's so quiet.

- It's peaceful.
- Yeah.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Um, I'm a little bit paranoid around here.

Okay.

I know you're all worked up
about your father, and...

I want to tell you something.

These last two years have just been
an adventure of pure magic, delight.

And I'm constantly learning from you.

Every day I get to wake up
and see you in bed...

I don't want it to end... ever.

- So...
- Hey!

Good evening, sirs.

Tell me, somebody told us.
Did he follow you?

No, no, it's just a misunderstanding.
I... We're just having a night walk.

This is not nightclub here.

Yeah, I know that, but what's your point?

I don't understand, I'm sorry.

Can any one of you speak English?

Okay, where are you from, sir?

- From America.
- We're both from America.

Mm.

I want to see your passports
and yours, pretty girl.

Frank, shh, okay.

I'm sorry, we don't
have our passports right now.

Okay, we're on our way to the hotel.
We don't live here.

Okay. I need to see your ID.

I'm sorry, we're not criminals.
We did nothing wrong.

- My girlfriend and I, we're just...
- Girlfriend!

Girlfriend.

- It's-it's actually more.
- Okay, okay.

So if I check out your hotel,

I will not find out that you share
the same room, right?

No, no, no, listen.

We don't have our papers right now, okay?

But we just want to get out of your way
and-and let you have a good night, okay?

So please, let us be on our way.

I want to see your marriage certificate.

What-what marriage certificate?

Yes, your marriage certificate!

It's not nightclub here!

People just walk around with
their marriage certificates around here?

No, no one walks around
with their marriage certificate, okay?

They just want money,
so let me give it to them.

Fuck that! We didn't do anything wrong.

Frank, you're not understanding, okay?

We're not supposed to be in public
by ourselves. We're breaking the law.

Just give me a second, okay?

I don't want anything from you.

Just show me your certificate.

I'm sorry,
I don't have my certificate,

but we can make an arrangement.

Okay, if you have a date, okay.

- Please, please!
- Hey, come on.

What the fuck is going on?

Hey, go back there.

We talking to your girlfriend.

Take this, okay?

You fucking whore!

What the fuck
is wrong with you, huh?

Let's go, let's go!

Stop! I said stop!

Please, don't tell anyone.

It was my son.

The year I converted,
somebody very dear to me died.

Hit-and-run.

He was 19.

Just started college.

We came together from France
to get him set up.

I'm sorry.

Did they catch the guy?

I did.

A witness called me.

She thought it was a good idea
to tell me instead of the police.

Now I'm here.

What'd you do to him?

Let's just say he's still alive.

He never did time?

Whatever.

They didn't catch me back then.

I hit the roads, moved abroad.

And my wife left me.

I lost everything.

I had no more reason to live...

but God show me His mercy.

He didn't want me dead.

He wanted me reborn.

So I turned myself in.

I got a deal for you.

Do you think justice exists, Frank?

Maybe... sometimes.

Sometimes.

Only in the hereafter, Frank.

You can be as honest or upright
as you want in this world,

and some crook will always come along
and crush you and get away with it.

You know why, Frank?

Because transgression is always easier.

What do you want from me, Saud?

I want to offer you paradise, brother.

And together we can
send a message to the world.

Why'd I do that?

You said you wanted
that judge down, right?

I can make it happen.

I can let you do it,

so you can look in his eyes beforehand.

He Killed your best friend,
he Killed your girlfriend

and now they got you in here rottin'.

You might die in here.
If you gonna die, die as a martyr.

Do it for us and God will grant you
the highest level of paradise.

I know what happened in your cell.
That's why I think you're ready.

Do you really want to end up in hellfire?

Let's go see a man about a dog, Frenchie.

Come on.

Think about it.

It's a damn good deal.

What do you mean,
they're gonna reopen it?

The US district judge ruled that closing
that room violated a 1993 law

that banned the government
from curtailing religious speech

without showing compelling interest.

They don't have a clue
what they're talking about.

We're the ones risking our ass
for them in here.

I know, Louis. I'm with you on this,
but we tried and they won.

Fuck this shit, sir.

Giving us orders from their warm seats.

Do you know how many inmates
gather in there all the time?

I can't do nothing if they rebel.

They'll kill us before we get any backup.

How did they find out anyway?

Some civil liberties group filed a motion
on behalf of one of the inmates.

Who?

Okay, I'm gonna tell you, Louis,
but you have to promise me to remain calm.

- No retaliation.
- It's Ferris, right?

Did you hear what I just said?

He's got connections on the outside.

Just tell me, goddammit.

Is it Ferris, yes or no?

- Hey, Gary.
- What up, Louis?

I'm sorry about those towelheads.
They're always rocking the boat.

Yeah, yeah.

Well, those niggers could chill
or heads are gonna roll.

I don't give a fuck either way.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

I'll take care of it.
Don't you worry, I swear to God.

Do me a favor.

You tell the rest of your boys,
all the guards...

I'm not here just doing time
like all these other motherfuckers.

You feel me?

I'm making money, all right?

Now if I gotta go through
this bullshit again,

your pregnant wife...

she ain't gonna be so pregnant, okay?

And that little girl,

your little daughter Emily in the third
grade, John Hopkins Elementary?

She's gonna look awful funny
walking around with no goddamn ears.

I swear to God, Gary,
I'll take care of it.

Have a nice evening.

Thanks, Gary.

I'll have someone
cut the phone lines.

So no wires connect,

no panic button for at least 90 seconds.

- What about the merchandise?
- Smuggled in already.

Shoulda seen their face when I asked
for two bottles of Bacardi 151.

Okay, so that's...

Hi, I'm Malik, the volunteer.

Can you teach me Arabic?
I want to read ft.

Even native Arabic speakers
find it difficult to understand.

I want to introduce you
to somebody.

Sarah, my wife.

She was always
showing me things, teaching me.

The first time I met her
she gave me this.

I understand now I need to do it for her.

So what made you want my services again?

Let's just say I'm coming to terms
with my demons.

I'm sorry for what I said to you,
but I have an idea.

Hey, Ferris. Come here.

That was a smooth move you pulled
with your union outside.

You know, about the room.

You didn't like my decision, huh?

I thought it was the warden's.

You know, I understand why they wanted
to get you back here so badly, Ferris.

I always thought you'd do better
with a shithole in the Middle East

with the rest of your tribe.

There's one thing you seem to forget.

I rule here,
and I won't let you get away with it.

I swear on the graves
of my fallen comrades.

Yo.

I'm so happy.

I can finally call you

What's going on?

Check it out.
I am not safe here anymore,

and I don't want
to compromise the mission.

Now there's a van
waiting one mile south of here.

Inside of it, you'll find everything
you need to do tonight.

There's one thing though.

The guards,
they're scrutinizing my cell,

so we need to do it from yours.

There's a detail
we gotta take care of.

- Ayman.
- What about him?

You gotta get him out your cell.

I'll talk to him.

No, man, it's too risky.

He can't know nothing about this.

What are you proposing?

Unfortunately, there's only one solution.

Now, I need you to slide this
under his mattress

- and then tell the guard.
- Did you lose your fucking mind?

- They'll throw him in the SHU.
- And that's what we want.

It'll be a sacrifice
and he'll be compensated.

This is your grand plan?
To betray one of our own?

No, not me. You.

You gonna do it.

You know, normally cell searches

are the bane of my existence, Frenchie,

but in your case, it's so clean,

SO organized, so civilized.

I never can understand
about this lovely stuff.

Is it, uh, upside down?
Right to left? Left to right?

Everything in its proper place.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Wait just a second.

Well, what do we have here?

Well, well, well.

This is a violation
of two sacred texts, Frenchie.

The Qur'an and Louis' no-no's

for freaky fucking Franco-foreigners.

I don't know what it is.

It's not mine.

You shouldn't have tried
that with me, Frenchie.

You're dead grilled meat.

I got nothing to do with this shit.

Take him away.

Frank! Frank, tell him!

Frank, tell him it wasn't me!

Frank!

Why don't you
take the rest of the day off?

Serious? What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?

- What you gonna do?
- Sit down.

And shut the fuck up.

You know, I don't like you, Frenchie.

No kidding.

Mm-hmm. You know...

I don't find this arousing anymore.

It's not that it's not fun
in a small pond scum kind of way.

But tonight we're gonna widen the circle.

You're going down for a long time.

But I'm gonna take every one
of those cult brethren of yours with you.

Now, that thing you hid
came from the outside.

And all along I thought
you fuckers didn't use that.

And it turns out, you're just as decadent
as the rest of us.

Listen to me clear.

I want every one of those Muslim filth.

Just tell me!

What do you want to know?

Oh, it's that easy, huh?

I've been set up.

That thing you got, it ain't mine.

And I don't want to go down for them.

But I know who's preparing something.

Who?

I think this whole mess with me,

it's just a diversion
while they're escaping.

Maybe even now.

Who the fuck is it?!
Give me a goddamn name!

Oh, my Lord,

do not blame us
if we have forgotten or erred.

If I'm gonna snitch, I want to be sure
that I will be safe.

Oh, fuck you!

Get up, you motherfucker,
or I'll beat you to death myself.

Get up!

Oh, my Lord,

do not lay upon us burdens

like those You laid upon those before us.

I am gonna take you to SHU myself.

And you're not gonna see sunrise
and sunset for years to come.

And when you get out, I'm going to turn
you into a glam bitch on the runway.

Give me a fucking name!

Ferris. Ferris is the brain.

- Check his cell, quick.
- Okay!

Oh, my Lord,

do not impose burdens upon us
beyond what we can bear.

The cell is empty!
The cell is empty!

Roger that.

There's been...

I am gonna wrap your head in bacon

and separate it from your body
for all eternity!

Pardon us.

Check out our cell.
Frank is probably gone, too.

- You're coming!
- Forgive us.

Have mercy upon us.

Hold onto this pillow of puss.

- If he moves...
- You are our Protector...

What the fuck are you doing?

...give us victory...

You wanna join
these goddamn fucking rats?

...over those who don't believe.

You and I are gonna get into it.

God!

Ayman, get in.

You ain't coming.

Come on, man.
We ain't got all day, get in!

There's street clothes in the...
in the guard's room.

Brother...

We couldn't tell you
about the plans with your ideals.

I'm sorry, man.

I hope you understand.

And what happened with the bottles?

I gave you enough
to burn that infidel like hellfire.

You told me to rat on Ayman.
You didn't say with what.

Something wrong with the plan, Saud?

Give me the keys, man.

Frank, give me the keys, man.

At least give me the shank.

I had to give it to him
so he could uncuff himself.

God will punish you for this,
and I hope he uses my hands.

Thank you, by the way.

It wouldn't have been possible
without you.

Come on, let's go, let's go.

I'm not coming, Frank.

What do you mean? We're leaving!

Frank, whatever you do tonight,
I hope you will find peace.

But for me, this is where
I should pay for my sins.

What's gonna happen to you?

I don't know,
but I need to take care of them.

These are the men that beat you.

If I'm not merciful with other men,

how can I ask God to be merciful with me?

- Ayman...
- You need to go now.

Good luck, brother.

Goodnight, Louis.

- Hello?
- I'm out.

Frank, what are you talking about?
How are you calling me right now?

Listen, they're gonna come after me,

so you can either help me
or you can turn me in.

- You know where I'm going.
- But, Frank, this is crazy.

I gotta go.

Damn.

What?

Huh-uh.

May I help you?

Can you give me my life back?

Hey, if you're here for money,
you come to the wrong place.

- Maybe you should go to the bank.
- Shut the fuck up.

I'm not a greedy pig like you.

Okay, what do you want?
Maybe I can help you.

Help me? Look at me.
Do you recognize me?

Did you even look at my face
before you sent me away?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Does he?

The people that walk
through these halls every day?

I believed in the rule of law
in my country

and then judges like you railroad us,
deny us our rights, our freedom.

Our families are destroyed.

Our lives are ruined by your bullshit
court.

That's the rule of law.

I never did anything wrong.

Don't you open your fucking mouth
with another lie.

What the fuck is going on?

Huh?

I know exactly who you are.

Your attorney just called me.

She told me she wanted to show me
some new elements about your case.

I suspected something when she kept
telling me who she was,

but didn't show up.

Then again, the word gets out
pretty quickly

when you escape from jail.

I'm just glad to see you here
to see them shoot you in the face.

I'd drop that gun if I were you.

Oh, by the way, I guess you were right.

The rule of law, it's just propaganda
phrase that comes from the lawmakers.

I'm not running for sainthood.

I'm just an ordinary guy, pal.

A hostage situation. Second floor.

Launch the assault. Go, go, go!

What are you doing?

Why me?

What are you talking about, Frank?

This is not a conspiracy.

- Breach is clear!
- Go, go!

You know how much
your buddies in the Middle East

- graft, bribery, corruption?
- So what?

They're allies in our region. We need 'em.

- Bravo, move to the back!
- All clear!

Like Sarah needed to die for politics?

I remember your case.

Yeah, the police screwed up
with your little friend.

Yeah, they want to keep things quiet

on American citizens
shot by foreign police.

No one wants an international fuss,
not over one dead body.

Two dead people.
You killed my best friend!

Ahh!

- Clear!
- All clear!

That guy stuck his nose
into my personal business!

That's the difference.

- I couldn't let it go.
- Neither can I.

- Drop your weapon!
- Look, pal.

- Two o'clock, fire at will.
- Here you go.

They're not just here for me.

Don't do it!

Yeah, the word of a state judge
versus an escaped con's.

Who do you think
they're gonna believe, pal?

They're gonna believe this.

Son of a bitch.

Okay, so what?
You think they're gonna shoot me?

This is not Iraq.

I might have to pay a fine or serve
a little time, but what about you?

What about Sarah?

- Don't you...
- What, talk about her?

Don't do anything stupid!

Talk about your little romance
that sent you to jail?

Well, me going to prison
ain't gonna bring her back. She's dead.

Shut the fuck up!

Why don't you kill me then
while you're at it, huh?

An eye for an eye.
That's your religion, right?

You don't know what you're saying.

They told me you were among
the Muslims in that prison.

That's our religion now.

What?

Is it surprising?

I converted a long time ago.

I went to their mosque,
and repeated what they said.

Those fuckers were all happy,
but I don't care.

It helps business.

So go ahead, shoot me!

Go ahead. Kill your brother.

Frank!

No, you're not Muslim.

You don't belong with your words.
You belong with your heart.

You're gonna pay for your sins,
and I will pay for mine.

That's why killing you
was never part of the plan.

Son of a bitch.

You'll answer to man
before you'll answer to God.

Don't do it!

Oh!

Frank!

Oh, my God! Call an ambulance!

Man down! I repeat, man down!

Require immediate assistance!

Send an ambulance!

Frank, stay with me.
They're calling for help.

You'll be out of here soon.

Laurence, I feel good.

Frank, no, it's-it's over.

You've done it. You were right.

That's all I wanted.

That's what He wanted.

That was His plan for me.

And Sarah.

Frank, you're not going anywhere.

I'm gonna be with her soon.

Frank!

I can see. It's all true.

Oh, my God.

I gotta get you to the hospital, hold on.

Don't... Don't go.

Okay, I'm sorry.

I'm here.

I won't go, I won't leave you.

Frank, you gotta tell me something.

What?

You said you had a question for me.

Sarah...

Yes.

I want to spend
the rest of my life with you.

Given the remarkable
behavior of the inmate

and upon the recommendation
of prison guard, Louis Thomas...

- Hey.
- Malik, right?

- Yeah.
- You remind me of my son.

If you want, I have an idea
of where we can go.

Another life that could still be here.

Do you think he gazed
too long into the abyss?

I don't think he did.

But God knows best.

Hey, uh, do you want to read
Surah Ya-sin?

They say it's a good thing to do
when visiting a cemetery.

Can you recite it for us?

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