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Oh, yeah.

You're about to be rocked by the funky,
sexy Lady Pearl.

Coming to you strong in the UK.

Singing, my brothers.

Don't you say I'm crazy.

That's the way I want to be.

Cause that's the way I want to be.

I'm a lover, a liar, a dreamer, and a
queen. I want it all. Lick of my lips,

whip of my crotch. Waiting, anticipating
a man who loves a child in me. Y 'all

with mom being a sex teen.

Living on the edge is what excites me.
Yeah, I'm a crazy bitch. I check the

Slovakian kamikaze. The thrill of
playing with fire. I love it. So come

rid of that conditioning and all that
bullshit.

Nobody has the right to judge a load of
me crazy.

Because I was born to run from the rules
of society.

Speaking the truth, I know it gets me in
trouble. But I just gotta bust

somebody's ruff. So what if my mouth is
foul? I say it hot -seated. I'm not a

calculator manipulator. If you lay it
like a hypocrite, you're looking at a

crazy woman. And nothing's gonna stop me
from getting what I want. So you say

I'm crazy.

That's the way I want to be.

Or you'll never ever take me.

Cause that's the way I wanna be.

Why can't you love me for who I am, G?

I'm not changing, so try and understand
me. And stop yapping in my ear how I'm

supposed to because nobody and nobody
has the right to judge me. So go ahead,

hold a mirror to your face. Yeah, it's
how you're all fucking too late. Before

you trip and flip, you better straighten
up and quit. Tell me what to wear when

your own clothes don't fit. Who are you
to be doing all that damn preaching? I'm

not listening because you don't practice
what you're teaching.

So I'm crazy because I don't sell out
like a puppet. I only get down on my

to the Lord, my prophet. My heart is
full of precious. Nothing's going to

my dreams. I'm a survivor without
everybody listening to me. I wasn't born

ivory tower.

What you see is what you get. A wild and
crazy love. Taking life serious. Makes

us delirious. I got nothing to lose. So
I live life fearless. Young and free.

Taking advantage of time. Dancing to my
groove. Proud of being crazy. So you say

I'm crazy.

But that's the way I want to be.

Cause that's the way I want to be.

So you say I'm crazy.

Cause that's the way I want to be.

And so you never ever change.

will be addressed by position, title,
and last name.

Example, Officer Jones.

Two, no inmates allowed behind, on, or
in part officer's desk.

Three, day one, another shitty day.

Four,

you must be fully dressed when out of
your room.

Five, you are not permitted to open the
door of any living area other than your

own or enter the living area of other
residents.

Six, shirts, shoes, and pants will be
worn at all times.

Seven, permanent off -limit areas.
Eight, the officers will be sent to

Eight, next door.

Door. Eight.

problem, Collins?

I don't like anyone interfering with my
recreation time.

Yeah, me neither.

What's this spaghet to you?

Nothing.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you all for coming.

I get tired of the sound of my own voice
rather quickly, so my lectures, these

informal gatherings, tend to be more my
answering any questions that you may

have. Dr. Patterson, in Eve's Daughter,
you wrote, and I quote you, Sex in the

beginning was the primal power.

Women were helpless before the dark,
mythical serpent.

Unquote.

You ladies were just moths to the flame,
so to speak.

So to speak. You also wrote, and I quote
you, throughout recorded history, women

fought courageously and have finally
extricated themselves from the accepted

tyranny of victimization.

Unquote. If I may paraphrase you, you
seem to say that women, for the

most part, at least in this country,
have accomplished free will and with

ability can confront the evil serpent.

And the hot flame?

Actually, I carried it a step further.

We don't deal with the fear of the
flame, but rather with the flame itself,

or the reptiles themselves, as it were.

Do we have any other questions?

Good night. Professor Patterson?

Yeah. Good night.

Could you mind?

I'd be delighted.

Can I share something with you? If you
like.

Your book changed my life.

For the better, I hope.

It takes three years to write a book and
five minutes to destroy it. I thought

he was hard on you.

But you handled yourself real well.

You know, I was just a little bit too
strong.

Professors around here have tender egos.

We've got professors.

How long have you known?

James? No.

Kate. About my promotion.

Not long.

I actually take over. When do I start?

The coming semester.

Oh, I'm so excited. I just can't wait.

Sweetie, there is one thing that you
should know.

Prison. Prison?

Yeah. Prison.

What about it? The chairman of the board
of trustees has a pet project.

It's prison reform.

He wants you to inaugurate the literary
program.

26 and a half weeks. It'll be over.

Six weeks with rapists and murderers?
No, I can't. It isn't dangerous to have

armed guard at all times.

Kate, I can't do it. Yes, you can.

Think of the challenge.

Think of what you're doing.

You are the youngest dean ever in one of
the finest colleges in America.

Ah, good morning, Professor Patterson.
You're looking great.

Well, do you think I'll have a chance to
invite you out to dinner sometime this

week? Professor Evans.

James. James, I find you very
interesting.

But my life, my schedule, my thoughts
are rather crowded at the moment.

I'm a very persistent man.

Yes, you are, charmingly so.

So I will gently persist.

Dr. Patterson? Yeah. Hi, I'm Jessica
Reed.

I've been assigned to be your new
secretary.

So cool. I haven't been invested yet.

Well, that's only a matter of days. Why
don't I show you your office?

Great. It's wonderful.

Professor Patterson, I presume?

Unfortunately, your university president
and our state senator are old school

chums.

Pain in the ass intellectuals.

Think they're going to make solid
citizens of these bastards in this place

lecturing them.

What's your expertise?

Literature. I teach literature.

Literature. Jesus.

Half the cons here never got through,
uh...

T -spot run.

Send in McBride.

Look, Warden, I didn't ask for this. I
got promoted to a job I wanted very

And this... assignment came with it.
You're here.

We'll make the most of it.

This is McBride.

He'll take you to your students.

One piece of advice, though.

Don't believe anything these cons tell
you.

Don't get involved in their personal
life.

Keep a distance.

That's three.

What?

Three pieces of advice.

She can count.

Please sit down.

My name is Professor Elaine Patterson,
and I'm here to teach you what I can

about English literature.

But before I can do that, I'd like to
know something about all of you.

I'm Hector Ramirez.

I'm a thief.

I steal cars and... hearts of women.

Thank you, Mr. Ramirez.

I'm an embezzler.

Want to buy some bonds?

I'm not.

I found your book in the library.

I had to meet you. It's wonderful.

I'm Paulie Santelli.

You read one of my novels?

No. I look at your photograph.

Like the poets always say, a picture is
worth a thousand words.

You.

What is your story?

Uh, I'm Rayette Wilk. Well, why are you
here, Rayette?

I just love languages.

Really? Why, such is love's
transgression.

Grease of my own lies heavy on my
breast.

Love is like that smoke made with fumes
of fire.

Purged, fire, sparkling from a lover's
eyes.

It's fixed.

A thief nourished with lover's teeth.

Thank you.

I'm encouraged.

You.

Can you speak?

Good.

Why don't you grace us with the sound of
your voice then?

Joe.

Joe what?

Joe Dial.

Go on.

Where? Why are you here?

I don't know.

Assaulted battery with intent to kill.

And you'd be? Collins.

Harker Collins.

Enlighten me.

I got syphilis. Cut the crap, Collins.

My wife gave it to me, so I strangled
the bitch.

You know what?

You remind me of my wife.

He likes hurting people.

We've all done it, hurt people, but he
likes it.

Isn't that right, Collins?

I think Nadia don't improve his reading
skills either.

Oh, why is he?

Probably wants to beat up on Rayette
some more.

Before I die, I'm going to hurt any
faggot I can get my hands on.

Or any faggot love a bastard who tries
to stop me.

Well, I think for our first assignment,
we'll do Dickens. I'd like you all to go

to the prison library and get one of
Dickens' novels. If you can't find any,

Mark Twain will do. I'm sure you all
know Mark Twain.

Please write a report and give it to me
on Friday when we next meet.

A whole book?

We should rather go back to the laundry.

Also, see...

If you can find anything similar to the
way that you think or feel, something

that you wouldn't ordinarily talk about,
maybe something that you're not proud

of, something you're ashamed of, or even
frightened of.

Can you do that, Mr.

Dial?

Can you?

Class dismissed.

It went as well as could be expected
today. Almost as well, not quite as

Actually, I nearly lost control.

The men were quite volatile. They live
in an utterly alienated world.

They didn't care that I'm an author or
was there to teach them.

One was especially, how shall I say it,
vexing.

Yes, Joe Dial was vexing.

There's some very great mythical force
at work. It persuaded me to take a house

here, and now it leads me to discover
that we are neighbors.

I suspect someone quite unmythical told
you where I live.

Who would have told me?

Probably Kate Miller.

Oh, this is a very clever neighbor that
we have here.

All right, if I agree to plead guilty to
this small deceit, will you invite us

both in for coffee? Are you pleading
guilty?

Yes. No.

No, I'm not pleading.

No?

I'm not inviting you in for coffee.

She will change her mind.

Hector, in your book report, you wrote,
I'm like the artful dodger.

So I understand the book pretty good,
except for about half the words which

Greek to me. Could you explain that to
me?

I don't think.

Greek words. No.

I meant, why do you think that you're
like the art of the dodger? Well, he's

hombre who arranges things and gets away
most of the time.

Like me and my demolition derby.

You know what that is?

It's kind of like a race with cars,
Gretchen.

For my new girlfriend, I arranged one,
which is why I'm here.

I didn't pay for the cars I demolished.
You mean you stole them.

You could say that.

She just did, you schmuck.

You missed class today, Mr. Doyle.

My lawyer was here.

Legal stuff.

Did my homework.

Good.

Well, did it mean anything to you?

Matter of fact, it did.

Huck in the river, I could relate to
that.

Mm -hmm.

And the black boy in the book, Jim,
perhaps he was red?

I didn't think of that.

It was just Huck in the river.

You see, Huck, he gets ashore.

I mean, I try, but I just keep floating
down that river.

What about the father?

What about him?

He was a drunk.

He was abusive.

I lied to you the other day.

About what?

I do know why I took your class.

Polly showed me that book.

The picture on the back.

I wanted to see you.

I wanted to touch you.

I can see your pain.

We're all in pain, Mr. Dyer.

I mean, we can just take more of the
men, that's all.

Is that so?

Take it back.

What are you doing?

Take it back.

Take what back? What you said.

What? About Payne and you and I.

I never said you and I. Yes, you did.

You may not know it yet, but you did.

Take it back.

Oh, right, I take it back.

Here.

Give it to me.

Read this when you get home.

Hi, sweetie. It's me.

I'm at the racquetball club.

There's a court available in 40 minutes.

I've had a tough day.

I could do with a bit of a smash and a
curse to mellow me out.

How about you?

Are you in the mood?

or we fill in the middle of it.

What's going on?

Joe Dial.

The student of mine at the prison gave
me this letter.

Dear Elaine, I need to be with you,
alone in a room.

I want to walk into this room and find
you.

You will be lying naked on the bed.

I'll not be able to speak to you because
I don't know how.

Because all these thoughts I know are
already in your mind.

As I walk to the bed, you will not smile
at me, but only open your legs

slightly. I will take off my clothes
slowly and fold them up. Your eyes would

whisper, hurry, hurry.

They'd also whisper, I understand now.
You needn't explain yourself.

The river you can't escape from.

whimpering of all the victims of this
world.

I will not be victims, you and I.

Die or we will survive.

Then I lay myself between your legs.

I will enter you.

As we climax, you will look at the rose
on my arm and see each of the petals

bleeding.

And you will know.

Son of a bitch.

Done.

Generally, I was pleased with your first
evidence. Most of you followed

directions. You read a book. You tried
to interpret the author's meaning.

Most of you. So, everyone gets the
passing grade.

Well...

Nearly everyone.

Mr. Dial, were you ever to come into my
bedroom, you would not need to fold your

clothes neatly.

Excessive neatness is a sign of a
disturbed mind.

I would, however, expect you to speak
the words necessary to seduce, as you

it, a woman such as myself.

The fact that I can speak the words is
not enough. You would have to speak them

to me. And since you will not, the
scenario you so graphically described

never take place.

You didn't understand this author's
instinct at all.

So no passing grade, Mr. Dial. Your
message is ignored.

Yet so complex. I'm sorry I didn't mean
to startle you.

I'm a little scattered today.

Crowded schedule?

Crowded mind.

What do they bring to mind for you?

Nothing in particular.

But you seem so intense.

Did I?

Their minds have been around for
thousands and thousands of years. It's

the earliest uses of drama and music
together.

You know what makes them so fascinating,
these two?

Are they fascinating?

Their use of costume.

Very calculated.

Calculated?

How can a simple black and white body
stocking be calculated? Absolutely

calculated.

What does it signify?

The duality of our nature.

The good and the evil.

Well, those words are a little
simplistic.

It's more on our bright side.

You know, illumination of the spirit,
good intentions, grand ideas, noble

ambitions. As opposed to? As opposed to
our desires, our left noble ambitions,

satisfaction of the self first,
perversions.

Large perversions. When does a
perversion qualify as large?

When it damages the spirit.

Someone else's or your own. When it gets
out of control, it begins to possess

you. You're a wealth of information.

Ah, but there's more. Did you notice,
for instance, that the girl's left side

white beneath the black makeup on her
face, whereas the boy's left side is

beneath the white makeup on his face?

Let me guess. It means we all have a
masculine and feminine side.

Precisely.

God's little trick.

In literature, there are readers and
there are writers.

Today, I would like you to be the
writers.

First, you have to think of a story.

Why don't you start?

I don't have a story.

Everyone has a story.

I don't have a story.

All right, well, I'll get you started on
one and you can finish.

A man.

drifting, floating down a river, lost.

He can't free himself from this river
because something or someone is on

shore and stopping him getting ashore.

What do you think it is that could be
stopping him?

Perhaps a memory?

You're confused.

What I'm telling you...

is an allegory. An allegory is when you
use symbols to tell a story.

People protect themselves with
allegories.

They have something that they have to
get off their chest, something that is

painful, so nakedly embarrassing, that
they will use the symbols

to hide behind.

Like our dreams.

Dreams are mostly allegories.

Getting any ideas?

No. All right. Let's say that the
someone on shore is someone that the man

who is drifting is very close to. A
father, a sister, your mother.

Do you feel like you're still under
control there, Professor?

You still got me under your thumb like
you did back there in that room? I don't

think so.

No, you're just scared, and you should,
because you fucking pissed me off back

there.

You're gonna have to understand
something. Nobody does that to me, ever.

Nobody, nobody puts me under their
control. Do you understand that? Do you

fucking understand that?

Oh, come on now, Elaine.

Tell me you haven't wanted to fuck me
since the first day you saw me.

What buttons did I push, Kyle?

What are you so scared of?

I'm certainly not scared of you.

No? No.

Then why don't you talk to me?

What is it you want to hear? I don't
know. Why don't you tell me?

Oh, do you want to hear about my father?

Is that what you want to hear about?

Huh?

How he ground my mother down so much
that she took a rat poison cocktail. Is

that what you want to hear?

Do you want to hear about how the
spineless bastard threw his arms around

neck?

I just whimpered. How could she do that
to me?

Wait it on.

We'll go back.

Hello?

Hi, sweetie, it's me.

party on Saturday?

I don't know.

Well, I don't want to clash with Dean
Patterson.

After all, it is your night.

Now, I was thinking I might wear those
wide chiffon pants of mine with that

jacket. What do you think?

Sounds fine.

God, sweetie, you sound tired.

Good night, Caden. Thanks for the
champagne.

Not at all. You're entirely welcome.

Night, sweetie.

Well,

how you doing, Sam?

I got these damn brakes fixed.

Hey, Billy, you put on some weight since
I saw you last.

I'm pregnant, baby.

Next.

Name, please.

Handy Harold.

I .D.?

Take

off them glasses.

Next.

Name, please.

Lisa Fisher.

What's in that, girl?

Cavity search.

have until 1 o 'clock.

Please leave a message.

Thank you.

Elaine, I know you there don't pick up.
It's easier for me if you don't.

I want to talk, but it's hard for me to
do.

I usually end up silent and angry.

Today you danced right to the edge for
me.

I liked it.

I hate weakness.

I have another conjugal visit next week.

I'm going to rewire the...

The warden's office to get it.

Elaine, I want you to dance again for
me.

I want you to take me to the edge.

You and me.

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our
new dean, Miss Elaine Patterson.

My dear Elaine, we are here to honor you
and your well -deserved appointment as

head of the literary department.

I'm sure that you will bring nothing but
high praise on yourself and on the

university. Congratulations.

Thank you, Dean.

Thank you all.

Wasn't smart enough to listen.

Damn.

Damn. You should have just listened to
me, baby.

And brought that monster.

Like I told you.

But no.

You want to go back and see him again.

You want him, bitch?

Huh? Well, here's a taste.

You take him fucking up, you pretty
little bitch. Can you take him fucking

up? Huh? Huh?

Maybe you can.

Maybe you're sick.

sick like I am.

A goddamn masochist, huh? And you
fucking like it. Like he likes to see us

when he makes love to us. And he'll
laugh while we scream in pain.

Can you take that humiliation, huh? Can
you really take that?

You'll probably think this excitement
you're feeling is real fucking emotion.

You're playing with fire, honey.

And I don't want to see you burn like
me.

He's a user. I understand him.

Joe and I, we're birds of a feather. We
flock together.

You crazy.

The whole fucking world's crazy.

This ain't no fucking fairy tale.

We're programmed like puppets.

Welcome to the real fucking world.

Get out of my house. I'm going to call
the police.

Oh, oh, what a great fucking idea, babe.

Let's go for it. Do it.

Call him.

And let's tell him that you want to fuck
a convict, but his girlfriend won't.

Fucking cow.

And now, before all the little children
go home,

let's sum up our lesson of the day.

Find your balls, honey.

Don't fuck with the code of the streets.

Hurt somebody before they hurt you.

You got to be free from all the shit out
there.

You got no bills.

No traffic hassles.

You got a health plan.

You get laid and no women to bust your
balls.

God damn it, man, you got it made. I
envy you.

I don't even know why I go home at
night.

Goddamn foreigners are buying up America
faster than inflation's rising.

General Motors closing factories from
Texas to Michigan.

Six million Americans are on the
unemployment line.

My favorite trustee will give you all
the good jobs.

Because you're one fine electrician.

And a damn good listener.

Are you listening, boy?

You ready, one?

Let's ride, sir.

I'm losing it leaving this door open.

Might give you some bad ideas a smart
cookie like you is back out in the

I'm sorry, boy, but I couldn't live with
my conscience knowing that I sent you

straight back to hell.

McBride will come and fetch you.

Bye.

That's right, Chuck.

41 hours, 27 minutes.

Tick tock. Tick tock.

And we will be one again.

45 minutes only.

I know that.

Love will come to me on the wings of
your smile.

Hey, baby.

What are you doing here?

I baked this fresh for you today, and
it's your favorite chocolate chip. The

that I always make you when you're at
home.

Where's Elaine?

I want to make you happy.

Where's Elaine?

The bitch with the educated cunt had
more important matters to attend to.

Okay? That's where she is.

You talked to her?

Yeah, I talked to her.

What did you say to her?

The truth.

Fucking truth, Joe, because I got
nothing to lose.

Where are you going, huh? What the fuck
do you think you're doing?

Don't touch me!

Oh, fuck you. Come on, kill me. Now,
look, you have so long, your dick will

wrinkle, Joe.

Come on.

You're tired of it. You understand how I
felt in your fucking arms. Come on,

motherfucker, kill me, because I'd
rather die.

I'd rather die than live in this hell,
because I'm tired.

I'm tired of the torture you put me
through.

So go ahead and fucking blast me so they
can fry you and want to beat you down

and then strip you of your dignity. You
remember me, Joe.

You're crazy. You know that?

Joe, no, I love you, Joe. Please, Joe.

Please.

I love you.

Joe, fuck me, please.

I want to feel you again, Joe.

I got so many pictures in my heart.

Joe, no.

I know I'm a dreamer, but my dreams are
so beautiful. I just want to do anything

for you.

Please, Joe.

You're so pathetic.

And you're fucking crazy, Joe.

You're crazy.

Yeah, I'm crazy. You're nothing.

To think that she would love you like I
love you.

Can't you see, Joe? You're nothing to
her. Just a weekend fuck.

A play toy.

She loves me.

No, she doesn't love you, Joe.

No, Joe.

I love you.

And I'm going to be somebody.

Someday, I'm gonna be somebody.

I've gotta go.

My love don't live here anymore.

You don't love me.

Release the chain that set me free.

Joe, you treated me so bad.

Now I'm dying. I got to find myself a
good man.

Joe, I loved you, but you hurt me and
you made me so sad. You've got a life

temper and now I need a soft hand. You
say I'm a weak woman, not without you.

Put the truth over my head, I'm a slave.
Better beg it till we forget that. I'd

rather live on the street, street of
clay. I may die tomorrow, but I'm a dad.

Joe, listen there.

Joe, you're a survivor.

Treat smoke with sharp eyes like fire.

Well, it sank in your armor. Then you
became harder.

Yeah, harder and harder. When you came
home, you fought me. Now I'm just tired.

I was your woman. Then you became a
liar.

Well, there's a man out there who's
going to treat me like a lady. I'm not

to curse me and beat me because he's
unhappy.

It ain't my fault the system broke you
down, but you blamed me. And without the

women, you run around town.

Now I'm a run to, yeah, into the arms of
another lover that's free.

Now, how you like that, Joe?

And plus, he knows how to love, not like
you with your bitter soul.

I want to tell you I found another man,
but you try to find me and kill me like

your last girlfriend.

Oh, Lord, forgive me, because I cheated
on my lover.

But a sweet man is helping me recover.

I really wanted to be faithful forever,
but Joe's not going to find me and hurt

me never.

I've got to go.

I've got to go. I don't live here
anymore.

If you don't love me, then it's the pain
that set me free.

Let me free.

Let me free.

And now I'm forced to go on a rampage
and get my gas. Yo, cause yo don't play

that.

This here's Professor Johnson.

Looks like Dr.

Patterson is not coming back.

He's here to replace her.

I want you all to listen up and pay
attention.

Here. Dial.

The warden wants to see you.

Now.

Right now.

I thought you had some brains in that
skull of yours.

Why? Why to me?

I'm a peaceful man.

If only you'd have come to me, I would
have advised you.

Women are dangerous.

Notes to women?

You fuck them, Dial, period.

I got a phone call this morning from
some muck -a -muck asshole at City Hall.

Got another phone call from some asshole
at the university.

You know what they wanted?

My ass.

My fucking ass.

And for what?

For a bitch.

A friend of this other cunt that I never
wanted in my prison in the first place.

Someone's gonna pay for my suffering.

Guess who?

As of this moment, you lose all your
privileges, you're no longer a trustee,

your movement is restricted to zone A2.

And your conjugal visits are history.

Now get your ass out of here.

Oh, wait a minute.

I forgot.

Cost me $89.

And my wife lost the warranty.

Now think of it as a favor not for your
warden, but for the wife of your warden.

Fix it before I kill her.

Hello, Buck?

Yeah.

Listen, as of now, Joe Dow is no longer
a trustee.

Classified to F7.

I told you so.

You never want to listen to me.

Yeah.

All right.

Okay.

Friday, Sunday, whatever you want.

You owe me one now.

All right, then.

Okay, I'll catch you.

Right sir.

Your gun, sir.

What do you think, Warden?

Those Astros got a chance this year?

Yeah, they do.

But you don't.

To paraphrase Dial, I danced close to
the edge, now with sanity nearly intact.

I stepped back, never to venture toward
that dark place again.

Dr. Patterson, Detective Perlmutter's
been looking for you.

He says it's urgent.

Thank you, Jessica.

I think they're here.

Dr. Patterson? Uh -huh?

I'm Detective Perlmutter, homicide.

Detective Pierce?

Well, um, what's wrong?

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

In regards to what?

Dial.

Joe Dial.

Mr. Dial escaped.

Still the warden and his driver.

Oh, my God.

I hope you forgive this intrusion, Dr.
Patterson, but before Mr. Dial escaped,

he wrote something that makes me tend to
believe that you might be able to shed

some light on this investigation.

Now, we are one.

What do you suppose he meant by that?

I mean, you being his literature teacher
and all that, I thought maybe he might

have some literary significance or
something.

I don't know.

Uh -huh.

You know, he printed that on the
warden's wall after he killed him. We

We are one.

You know, Dr. Patterson, I may suggest I
get a whole new security system for

you.

The boy's a psychopath, completely
unpredictable, and a killer. That's just

precaution.

Detective. Lane!

Are you there?

It's private.

Well, call me.

Well, I'm sorry.

Just a force of habit.

Listen, just so happens, by the way,
Dynamarq Securities.

That's best in town.

Talk to a boy named Spiros.

That's my brother -in -law.

You mention my name, he'll give you a
discount.

If Joe Bell happens to call again, you
get in touch with me.

Dr. Patterson?

This here's McBride, your new warden
speaker.

Following are the new temporary prison
regulations.

All prisoners are ordered to abide by
those.

No inmates will be allowed out of their
cells.

Food will be brought in and consumed.

No smoking, no television, no radio. No
other electronic entertainment device

will be allowed.

All visitation privileges are suspended.

Reading privileges are suspended.

All trustee privileges are suspended. As
of this moment, this here prison is

functioning under state emergency
regulations. Somewhere the baby is

Somewhere the day is dying.

And a new day is born.

See you next time.

I feel my fever

Joe? Joe?

Is that you?

Are they following us? Yep.

So, you've come home to mama, baby.

What could my little boy want?

Just go to Jim's garage.

Well, I don't know about that.

Crazy! I'm not talking crazy, Joe.

See, the cop hassled me about why you
wrote...

We are one.

And I just really hope I told him the
truth when I said it was about us.

Because if you wrote it about that
bitch, I'm gonna pull the fuck over and

him mess you up and throw you right back
where you belong, asshole.

So what do you say, baby?

Oh, babe, you know how much I love you.
I didn't mean what I said the other day.

Joe, you didn't answer my question.

Who are you one with?

You. Only you.

No shit.

Damn it, you know I can't live without
you.

I love you, Joe.

You know I'll do anything for you.

How much money have you got?

About a hundred bucks.

Good, put it back here. Throw it back
here so I can get it.

When you get to the garage, drive into
the service bay.

And leave it there.

Jim will know what to do.

Tomorrow, come back and bring me some
clothes, all right?

You got it?

Yeah.

You're the best, babe.

You bet I am, Joe.

You got a life, sweetie?

I think so.

Any news about Joe?

What are you telling us?

He can go fuck himself.

Is that it?

No, baby. And you can go fuck yourself,
too.

You'd be eating the back of my head.

Ain't that right?

Or if she read the card that I put next
to it. I do know it was the next thing I

knew she was dead.

I looked up.

I saw the petals falling.

It was like tears.

He didn't leave an ember.

I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was
personal.

Young sweet thing, give me your ear.
Feel the rhythm, yeah, the rhythm of the

love I got in here. Take my hand in your
hand. Trap me, yeah, in quicksand. Eat

me, my big round bear. Ow!

God, I missed you, babe.

You know, I've been thinking all night.

Now that it all worked out, we got to
get the hell out of here. I'm going to

take care of you.

It's gonna be okay. You don't have to
worry anymore.

I brought you your clothes, your pretty
blue shirt. I got you for your birthday.

Your favorite jeans.

You know, the ones, babe, with the hole
in your butt. I got them. And your

snakeskin boots.

Also, Jordan gave me an address where
we'll be safe.

We're in this together, babe. All the
way. Just you and me.

And we're gonna be free. We're young,
Joe. We're young.

We're gonna get the hell out of here.

We're gonna make something of ourselves.

Ah, dreams.

So many dreams.

We're going to do it, Joe.

We're going to do it.

Turn off the car.

Keep your hands in the air.

Open up that trunk, Candy.

Open up the trunk.

Open up the fucking trunk.

It's clear.

Stop harassing me.

Do I look like Rodney King, asshole,
huh?

No, you look more like Whoopi. I'm gonna
sue your fucking ass.

Boy, we have to throw you a big butt in
the can.

For what?

First make a nigger and doing a bad job
of it. That's what we need in another

white prick on the police force Make you
happy to be the first white prick

you've seen in years

Did

it again Joe this here's a 38 special
fire six shots double action

I own your soul. I own your body.

I'm in your brain, Elaine.

I've been in your body.

You can't get rid of me anymore, Elaine.

Donald, please.

Just go. I promise you, I won't tell
anyone.

Is that what you want, Elaine?

Is that what you really want?

All right, I'll go.

Tell me that first time you came to see
me, you wanted me.

You wanted me bad, didn't you?

You still want me.

Don't you love me?

No. Please say it. No.

I can't.

I've got to go.

My love don't live here anymore.

You don't love me.

Release the chains and set me free.

My love don't live here anymore.

You don't love me.

Release the chain and set me free.

Help me, please.

We are one.

Now I understand.

You see, Dr.

Patterson, you're the type of individual
that's attracted to and likes personal

danger.

There's no moral judgment there, of
course.

Your personal life is your personal
life, but I think if you didn't...

told me the truth about we are one, I
think we, the police, might have been

to do something about it.

But be that as it may, it's never too
late.

Inspector Perlmutter, shall we get to
the point here? Obviously, Professor

Patterson is in very grave danger. Now,
if I may suggest, you surround her house

with police that can be seen in order to
deter this man from coming there again.

Uh -huh.

Well, Professor Evans, Dr. Patterson's
house is under close surveillance by the

police.

And we will have a policewoman pretend
to be Dr. Patterson.

And if I might suggest, I think it would
be a good idea if Miss Patterson stayed

here for a night, or maybe a few nights,
under your protective roof.

Being the psychopath that Mr. Dyle is,
I'm certain that he will return to the

object of his obsession.

Postman. Postman always rings twice.

What the hell does that mean?

Come on, mailman.

Come on, Sherlock.

Oh, man.

What's the matter with you?

Tom sent me 2 ,000 puns from Rome, and
believe me, I drank all of it.

Listen, lady, you don't have to say
anything, but... I want you to know that

care for you very much.

And that... I'm here for you. I don't
want to ask you any questions.

That's really all I've got to say.

James, you are a very, very nice man. My
only regret

is that I didn't take you up on your
invitation to our expresso.

Freeze! Don't shoot! I'm delivering
flowers!

Don't forget to walk! Turn around!

Put your hands behind your back!

You don't forget the rails!

Chris! Stevie's got a gun!

Look who's here Big lover himself.

What happened, babe?

Sent you to hell? Found herself a bigger
stud?

Yeah, you were right.

She fucked me.

But you know what?

Now we're gonna fuck her.

Come on.

I need you to fucking help me on this.

I gotta find her. I'm doing this for us.

You know I love you, baby.

Dr. Patterson's office, may I help you?
Hi, this is Sharon from...

Excuse me.

Wexler and Hill, Dr.

Patterson's publishers.

It's urgent that Mr. Hill speak to Dr.
Patterson immediately.

I'm sorry, she's not in.

Could you please tell us where she can
be reached?

I'm sorry, I can't.

I understand, but it's really, really
urgent that we talk to her.

I'm really sorry, Sharon. I could set up
a conference call. Would that be

convenient for you?

Yeah, that's great. Fantastic.

I'm going to put you on hold for one
moment. Don't go away.

Sharon, are you still there?

Yes. Holding. Okay.

It's ringing now.

I could do.

You're a sweetie pie.

You're just gonna try back later.

Ciao.

Where you going, Joe?

I killed myself for you!

I died for you and you didn't give a
fuck!

You didn't give a fuck, did you?

Why'd you leave me, mommy?

You betrayed me. You weren't there when
I came back.

How could you leave me with him?

Don't you ever touch my mother. Don't
hurt my mother. I'll kill you.

I'll kill you.

Let's have some fun, huh?

Let's have some fun.

We're gonna play a little show -and
-tell now Take off your panties

Not your skirt take off your pants

Take off your bra.

I can hear a heartbeat.

Are you getting aroused?

Look at me.

Look at me!

I think, come to mama, Joey.

Come to mama, Joey.

Come to mama, Joey.

Come to mama, Joey.

I don't wanna hurt you.

I hate myself when I do it.

But I know what's good for you.

Tell me you love me.

Say it.

I don't love you.

Tell me you love me.

I don't love you.

isn't a fairy tale.

We're programmed like puppets to suffer
and fail.

No.

It's only when the devil tempts us, we
burn.

And from that pain, there's a lesson to
be learned.

No matter how many tears fall, we just
gotta wait for tomorrow when a new dream

is born.

Yeah, I'm a lover, a liar, a dreamer,
and a cootie. I want it all. Lick of my

lips and whip of my cream. Waiting,
anticipating a man who loves a child in

Yo, it's love being a sexy.

Living on the edge is what excites me.
Yeah, I'm a crazy vegetarian, Slovakian

kamikaze. The thrill of playing with
fire, I love it. So come on, get rid of

that conditioning and all that bullshit.

Nobody has the right to judge or label
me crazy. Cause I was born to run from

the rules of society.

Speaking the truth, I know it gets me in
trouble. But I just gotta bust

somebody's butt.

So what if my mom's a spy? I'll say it
how I see it. I'm not a calculator,

manipulator, lucky hypocrite. You're
looking at a real crazy woman, and

nothing's gonna stop me from getting
what I want.

Good morning, Corporal Christie, and how
y 'all doing today, friends and

neighbors? The dearest Travis Charlie
from Cowboy Club.

And I hope you're all surviving this hot
and muggy weather. That's 8 % humidity

again today.

And traffic is almost back to normal.

I'm just a woman, minding my own
business.

Feel that crazy man walking through my
way.

Living my life, crying out deep pain.

Yeah.

I'm asking.

Ow!

You got me through my knee.

Take my body, my...

I'm sweeted in candy.

I'm turning like a lion.

And I'm napping.

Damn, I fell in love with your animal
instinct. That's yours in my heart,

me an addict.

Begging to be filled with that crazy
stuff.

Hyperventilating vents and consistent
never enough. Up your nasty rhythm,

thumping and jumping my bones. Kick me
and break me with your sticks and

Yeah, that freaky daddy got me.

Does it prove straight up and stock me?
This woman's a star who is injustice.

I've been doing all the switching, but I
don't practice.

In the mirror, I see reflections of an
outcast. Never knew I was a law, so I

dance. Dance with the devil straight
into the fire. Straight up my soul to

higher. Lost my religion, my culture, my
God. Became a slave to the rhythm,

sucking out my blood. Now this mama's
shameless.

Falling for a man and no one to take.

That Lena mean machine is so nasty.

So break me up some more of that candy.

It's just a nasty situation.

It's sweet, ain't it?

Me.