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Howdy.

Give you a hand?

I have a choice?

Matt Tibbs.

Rachel Foster. Good to meet you.

My pleasure.

Can I try that?

Well, sure.

You be careful, now though it's loaded.

All right.

My dad always wanted a boy.

Pretty good shooting.

I see, you're all the way from Florida?

Yeah, Daytona Beach.

Yeah, I get it.

Nice place.

I said let's go, Daryl.

Rachel...

I enjoyed your set.

Thanks, Mister Tibbs.

These one-night stands
must be pretty lonely for

a sweet young lady like yourself, huh?

Maybe we could get together later on and...

you and me could discuss...

longer engagement, huh?

No, thanks. I gotta get an early start
in the morning.

You understand.

Thank you.

Lovely.

Hello, Mister Dryden?

Rachel Foster.

I'm calling to confirm
our gig for this Friday night.

Well, what can I say I’m...

sorry about that.

What a dump.

Good morning.

Morning.

I want my money.

Folks, that's what you
got there, Miss Foster.

We agreed on a flat 50.

True, but then there's a 15 for the room...

and then there's meals and two drinks...

Wait a minute. We agreed on a flat 50.

No deductions, no nothing.

I want my money.

And what about withholding taxes?

We wouldn't want Uncle Sam chasing

that pretty backside of yours
all over would we.

I wouldn't do that, Miss Foster.

You're an asshole, Mister Tibbs.

Lucas...

You hear what the young
lady called your baby brother?

Sheriff, he's trying to cheat me.

You must be mistaken, miss.

Matt wasn't gonna do a thing like that.

I'll put it back.

You got yourself a bad tampon,
Miss Foster.

Yeah...

I wonder why.

Y'all come back, now you're here.

Hello?

Anybody home?

Mom?

This is the operator.

Hello.

I came in to use the phone.

My car got stuck, all right?

How'd you use the phone?

He would have killed me.

It was self-defense.

Is the jury really expected to believe

that you just happened along,
while little Daryl Willis

was executing his entire family?

You've got to believe me.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury...

that fine boy, who now lies in a coma,

and who doctors say will never regain
consciousness.

Was not a mass murderer.

You have now seen the evidence.

There can be only one verdict.

I am innocent.

Rachel Foster, you have been found
guilty of murder in the first degree.

Under the laws of this state,
I have no other choice,

but to sentence you to life in prison.

Will forthwith be bound over
to the department of corrections.

Whereupon, you will be taken to gates
correctional facility...

for service of sentence.

Can you find Mickey's head?

Debbie?

Can you find Mickey's head?

Is this Mickey's head?

Debbie's not making much progress.

It's Rita.

And at least she's making
some progress, warden.

We've come very close with this one.

Come on.

Return.

Where's Mickey's head?

There's Mickey's head.

Let's go.

Move it until you're not going to the prom.

How far down is that?

Granny is back.

It's awfully cold for them down there.

This one is interesting.

Murdered four complete strangers.

No prior record.

Sentenced for life.

No living relatives.

Jones, Tanya. Here?

Can't keep your ass
off the streets, can you?

No, ma'am.

Wyler, Jimmy C.?

How are you, Jimmy?

Just fine.

Foster, Rachel B.?

Here.

Now if I was hard of hearing which I,

ain't that would have gone right by me.

So you just speak up.

Here, ma'am.

Remember, Princess...

When you see me, when you speak to me,

all you have is unabident respect.

Look at me.

Respect.

Red lines are your boundary lines.

Prisoners are not
allowed behind any red line.

Any prisoner found behind
the red line will be given a 115.

All mail will be inspected.

Each letter is limited to four
pages written on one side only.

Do not, repeat, do not
write in the margins.

It is mandatory at gates for each prisoner

to shower once a day.

Personal contact is not permitted.

This includes playing, wrestling, massaging,

plucking eyebrows and so forth.

Lift them up.

On the table. Legs part, please.

I just had an examination.

Oh, look, sweetie. Either you do,

hard time or easy time,

that's up to you.

But one way another,

eye is going to take a look.

On the table, please.

Legs apart.

Prisoner coming through.

Just give me my respect
and I'll give you yours.

Back to yourselves, back to yourselves.

Lights up. Five minutes.

Excuse me.

I can't find the light switch.

That's all part of room service.

Now, close it up.

Number eight, shut your goddamn door.

Block 15, all secured.

Block 15, secured.

Someone there?

Any trouble in here?

My door don't close.

I've put in a requisition
for the court file, sheriff.

And I'll be in Putnam next
week to pick them up.

Now, it would be very helpful
if I could get a copy

of your investigation report
at the same time.

I have a few specific questions
regarding Miss Foster.

Real quiet type, huh?

Good way to be.

Yeah,

they're scared of that.

Especially if she's a fish,

first timer.

They figured she must have done
something really bad.

Sister, might even be off a rocker.

1871

They built this place right over
the old foundation.

If you don't mind,
this ain't a sightseeing tour.

Got one Rachel B. Foster for you.

Hey.

You can call me Mover.

Mover?

Yeah, we get it done.

Somebody up there must like you, huh?

Garden's the best job in the whole joint.

Attention, girls.

There will be an A.A meeting on Wednesday,
at 7 30 p.m., in the dining hall.

Attendance is mandatory for all
prisoners booked on drug charges.

That is all.

Get out here and pull my coat.

What coat?

I mean, tell me if a screw's coming.

My little girl back home, just waiting on me.

Go, pull your own coat.

You wise ass, when Jimmy
told you to do, you do.

Fuck you.

You okay? Then, lay off the muscle.

This young fish better get a little
ass-wise up, before she gets it chewed off.

Don't let it scare you.

I'm close by, if you need me.

March over to that chair.

Stay put and don't touch.

Attention, girls.

It is against prison rules to walk
on the grass at any time.

Any prisoner found walking on the grass
will be given a 115.

That is all.

She's awfully graceful, isn't she?

You're in a hell of a lot of trouble.

Hello, Rachel.

I'm Dr Klein, the facility psychiatrist.

I'm going to be giving you
a battery of tests.

But, first off, I'd like some information.

Now, your records indicate that
you have no living relatives.

That's right.

Friends, then. Surely you've contacted
someone since the arrest.

I have no one.

Is this your hobby?

Entomology? Yes.

They're something, aren't they?

Personally, I prefer things
when they're alive.

Well, I have quite a collection
of live ones too.

I'd love to share them with you
sometime, if you'd be interested.

Rachel, I hope you can see that...

I want to be your friend.

I'm willing to...

make the effort, if you'll work with me.

I am your friend.

All I know is he gives me the creeps.

Forget him. He's just another weirdo

shrink without all his marbles.

Hey, are you playing
or admiring the artwork?

So, who does the interior decorating
around here, anyway?

I got me. Wasn't there, yesterday.

I've made spinach, lamb chops,

and fresh mashed potatoes.

I always make them fresh.

I can't stand anything instant.

It's delicious, doesn't?

Eat your potatoes, Rita.

Eat your mashed potatoes, Rita.

Eat your potatoes.

Rita.

Let's be a big girl.

That's the way to go.

Come on, serve the ball.

No.

To be my game.

I still could give it a whirl,
if I could see that damn ball.

Granny, has anybody ever escaped?

That ain't so smart.

Well, I wasn't thinking about doing,
I was just curious.

I hit the fence back in 59.

I almost made it, too.

No.

Wrong.

Yeah, turn faster.

Mover made it.

Mover made it.

She wouldn't be here now, if it wasn't
for a worthless husband.

They hit a jewelry store.

Oh, it's a classy job.

But he was picked up and he blabbed.

States evidence.

She was a brain, he was a bum. Bum.

See that?

Nobody can ever get that off me.

They have to cut my finger off
to get that ring off.

I was married to a good man.

Never lose a good man.

Let me give you some advice.

If you're gonna stay in this
business, don't get caught.

Don't get caught.

That's the way to go.

I got three boxes of good plenty
on this game.

I have to kill him.

Is she in?

Dr Klein, to see you.

Send him in.

I'm afraid we've had a bit of bad luck.

All this paperwork,
his new reform regulations

have turned me into a clerk.

I know what you mean.

Rita's dead.

I'll need your...

Jane Hancock on her death certificate.

Suicide by hanging.

Your theories...

Your theories...

break them down.

Turn them into infants.

Raise them like our...

Oh no, god, how could I.

I wanted rehabilitation to be
something more than...

a catch phrase to ensure
once they left here,

they wouldn't be back.

And now, after three failures...

Yes, failures...

we can add murder to
our list of achievements.

Well, I think one could conclude that...

if there were an investigation.

Investigation?

Yes.

But I'm sure there won't be.

These things happen
even in the best of prisons.

Your signature.

Where is she, now?

Hi, Rachel.

Hi, Pam.

I really can't listen to them anymore.

Yakking away.

Half of them speculating on what
you're in here for.

The other half on whether you're...

a liberated woman.

I know what you're in here for.

I read the newspapers in the library.

Let me tell you.
The place is the loony bin.

There are more nuts per square inch
here than a nut house...

staff included.

And, then, cruel too.

Take pets for example.

If they see with one, they take it away.

Hey, Rachel. Do you want to see Louis?

Louis?

You can't tell anyone, okay?

Louis, say hi to Rachel.

Hi, Louis.

Do you want to touch him?

No, no, thanks. He's really cute

and everything, but no thanks.

A man says he goes to sleep
thinking about me.

So, I figure the least I can do,
is look good for him.

Back to yourselves.

Back to yourselves.

Lights out in five minutes.

Morning, Rachel girl.

Have a nice sleep.

Morning.

Let's get a move on.

Pam's dead.

Is that right.

We better report this here to the warden,

cause Pam was paroled
yesterday afternoon.

Now, get dressed far throw,
you in the rack.

Solitude, the loss of freedom,

the aftermath of your crime,

all these play terrible tricks on the mind.

No, I don't believe it.

I have never claimed to be a genius,

but I know what I know,

and I know somebody is trying to frighten me.

Do you hear yourself, Rachel?

Can you hear yourself?

That's classic paranoia.

Take one of these before bed.

We'll help you sleep.

Don't listen to me.

I'm sorry.

We'll help you sleep.

I'm sorry.

Someone order a work slowdown?

Doesn't matter.

Did you know Pam?

Sure, I knew Pam.

I knew her.

Not like Jimmy did.

What's up broad.

Cut a loose, yesterday.

She'll be back.

Nearly 50% of all traffic fatalities
are alcohol related.

That's a staggering figure
of 26.000 deaths a year.

And that's only traffic deaths.

Alcohol kills in many other ways, too.

Alcoholism has been defined as a chronic,

progressive, incurable,

and fatal illness.

It is a chronic illness because
once you have it,

you have it forever.

It is progressive,

because until it is arrested,
it continues to get worse.

It has also been demonstrated
that alcoholism is incurable.

Hi, baby.

However, it can be arrested,

and many recovered alcoholics
continue to live happy, normal lives.

And, finally, unless caught
and arrested in time.

Alcoholism is fatal.

A person who has managed to arrest
alcoholism is still an alcoholic.

A recovered alcoholic.

Remember what we said earlier.

Alcoholism is an incurable
but a restaurable illness.

Fortunately, for today's alcoholic,

there are many avenues available for help.

My god.

In this.

Here.

Here.

Where you going, girl?

Where you go?

Any problem, Rachel?

That car.

It's nice, isn't it?

It's always garaged.

Mother certainly knew how to
take care of an automobile.

This is something from dinner.

Hey, you haven't eaten in two days

and that ain't no way
to survive in this place.

Gotta help?

You gotta get out of here?

Not me.

You know we will see no evil, do no evil.

I can escape, brother.

Don't you know them.
Guards use live ammunition.

Live.

Help me.

I'll ask around.

But don't you breathe a word
of this to nobody, you hear me?

Or don't have my ass, too.

Attention, girls.

This month's concert will feature
Lucifer And The Archangels,

from the Sugar Time Club in Reno.

Attendance will be mandatory, that is all.

You look hot for a game?

What do you say? Two boxes of juicy fruit?

Great. Okay.

Now, my...

Dennis tells me that sweets
ain't no good for my teeth.

But...

he's just an awful, anyway.

Piss off.

Yeah, well, I...

would have walked all over, anyway.

I'm gonna hit the fence.

How?

Same as last time.

Through the prison basement.

Attention, girls.

Three prisoners were disciplined this
morning for entering a restricted zone.

Remember, the red lines are
your boundary lines.

That is all.

Stay away from them red line, baby.

Tonight's concert will begin in one hour.

All prisoners will be seated by cell
block number in the auditorium.

Doctor won't be in until the morning.

Okay, well if you sleep.

Prisoner coming through.

Okay, let's go.

Okay. Come on.

You okay?

Okay, look. If you stay here,

I'll be right back, okay?

Come on. This way.

No, this way.

Come on.

Rachel?

Mover?

The lord is my Shepherd...

I shall not...

He leadeth me beside the still waters...

He restoreth my soul...

He prepares the table before me...

In the presence of mine enemies...

He anointeth my head with oil...

My cup runneth over...

Yea, though I walk through

the valley of the shadow of death...

I will fear him...

For thou art with me...

Thy rod and thy staff...

They comfort me...

Surely goodness and
mercy shall follow me

all the days of my life...

And I will dwell in the House of the Lord...

Forever...

In death, you will be reborn...

I really can't take full credit
for this myself.

We all deserve a great deal of credit...

including Sarah.

She's progressing at a pace
I never dreamed.

Rachel?

Sarah?

How are you, Sarah?

Can you hear me?

You call that progress?

How are we today, Sarah?

Fine.

Can you find Mickey's
head for me, Sarah?

That.

There you go.

Warren Webber and I
are very proud of her little girl.

Aren't we what?

In six months she'll be
a different human being.

Totally rehabilitated.

The full implications of all this won't
be known for several months.

But all signs indicate that

our experiment will be very successful.

As agreed,

for your participation,
Dr Klein and I have...

forwarded recommendations for all board
for your early release.

And I thank you.

Yes, well...

Now, I would like to introduce you...

to someone you've never met before.

Sarah Jane Walker.

Sarah Jane.

This is Tanya.

This is Pam.

You see how well she's progressing?

She will soon grow into a sweet,

loving, truly, non-violent human being.

It looks delicious, doesn't it?

Eat your potatoes, Sarah.

Now, what could be so important that you
couldn't tell me over the phone?

She's innocent.

But...

the Willis boy came to,
he did kill his entire family.

You could falsify the release.

She can live at my house,
we must have more time.

We have already done enough.

Release her now...

and both our careers are finished.

On Friday morning, Rachel Foster
will be released from gates.

Correctional facility.

Everyone has a home, Sarah.

Everyone has a home.

I have a home, Sarah.

I have a home.

Everyone needs a home, Sarah.

Everyone needs a home.

You have a home with us, Sarah.

You have a home.

Home.

And you're safe here, Sarah.

And you're safe here.

Safe.

But she wants to send you away.

She doesn't love you anymore.

She doesn't love you anymore.

She doesn't love you anymore.

She doesn't love you anymore.

She doesn't love you anymore.

She doesn't love you anymore.

She doesn't love you anymore.

She doesn't love you anymore.

Bye. Don't ray look pretty, today.

Dr Klein, I was just looking for you.

The warden's in your office.

Thank you.

Is that you, Rachel? How pretty you look?

Say "thank you".

Thank you.

We're going home, today. Aren't we?

Good morning, Orton.

Don't know why, but this morning,
I feel good all over.

Good morning, Rachel.

All they need is your signature
for the medical.

Certainly.

You've signed thousands just like it,
get on with it.

Already, don't rush me, warden.

This is a very special case.

And we want everything to go
exactly right, don't we?

Why is she looking at me like that?

My guess is that she's thinking how much
she's going to miss you.

This is one last game you're playing,
I don't appreciate it.

Hi.

Aren't you a trifle testy this morning?

You know, our little girl really was hurt.

Cried herself to sleep.

And now, she's beginning to have doubts

about your feelings toward her.

Now, what's that supposed to mean?

You know, you really shouldn't take
that tone with me, warden.

You always have and I've never liked it.

I have the feeling that you don't like me.

And if I'm not mistaken,

Sarah has that same idea.

You see, she's very impressionable.

And I think now that...

She thinks you don't love her anymore.

Sarah, she doesn't love you anymore.

Put the pistol down, Rachel.

In case you hadn't noticed,
she responds only to me.

Sarah.

No, please. Reach.

Please, listen to me, child.

The boy confessed. You're innocent.

Sarah, she doesn't love you anymore.

Sarah, she doesn't love you anymore.

She doesn't love you anymore.

You're innocent, Rachel.

Sarah.