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(ominous electronic music)

(alien grumbles)

- [Woman] Yah!

(aliens mumble)

(fire whooshes) (woman screams and whimpers)

- Hold it, hold it.

Cut! - Let's go, come on, come on!

(extinguishers hiss)

(crowd cheers and applauds)

- [Woman] Way to go, Laurie.

All right, check the gate.

- Woo! - Nice job.

- Thanks, Ton.

- [Man] Hey, you all right, now?

- Yeah.

Yeah, it was fun.

- Yeah, you like those high ones.

- [Woman] Gate Queen, okay, that's it for stunts.

- What's the matter?

Don't you think she was great?

- Yeah, she's hot. (young man chuckles)

Friggen' a Molotov cocktail. (laughs)

Will balls.

- Excuse me.

That's my sister you're talkin' about.

- [Woman] Company move to Fifth and Colorado.

- You all right? - Thank you, aliens,

you were great.

- What I mean was, that she's, she's quite a lady.

- How did it look?

- Looked good, you had a good burn.

- Yeah, I'm all right, yeah.

- And uh, so are you.

What's your name?

- Bonnie Cusak.

- Bonnie?

Joe Bob.

- Bonnie, come on over.

- See ya later, Joe Bob.

Ah, that was fantastic!

- Yeah?

- I was really scared for you.

- Nah, nothin' to it.

That's why I make the big bucks.

- Ladies, we're wrapped, let's go get a beer.

- You got it, Gino, come on let's go.

Woo!

- [Director] Okay, let's step on it, you guys.

We got three more set ups and two ours of sunlight.

- No way, boys.

Now this is a private party.

- Aw come on, come on!

- Let us in, man! - Yeah, you know us!

- This is supposed to be the land of the free,

ain't it, Curly?

- You cut the shit, Joe Bob!

I mean, there's 10 other bars in town

you could go drink in.

- But this our bar! (laughs)

- Oh, not tonight, not tonight.

- Hey, look, the movie crew lookin' for action.

- Oh! - Oh!

- Excuse me.

Are you the hair dresser?

(men laugh)

- Put 'em down.

- Hey. - Yeah!

- You really shouldn't do that'

- Hey relax, Billy Jack.

Go ahead, pal.

Hi. - You got your ID?

- Yeah, fat chance, Joe Bob.

- We're only kiddin'! (laughs)

- Just stay away from those guys.

Might take me seriously.

- He's so cute.

- This isn't LA.

You don't even know him from Adam.

# About five young cowgirls headin' straight for hell #

- Another one in the can, guys!

- Yeah! (group applauds)

# People all have swimmin' pools #

# And fancy foreign cars #

# One day the screamin' sirens #

# Galloped into down #

# They sent glimmer city plumb upside down #

# Head for the hills boys #

# While you still can #

- Laurie. - Darling.

- You made me look so great.

- Yeah?

- Loved every minute of it.

# Head for the hills boys #

# Before it's too late #

# The Screamin' Sirens round you up #

# And ask you for a date, hey #

- Come on, you could teach me that stuff.

- I could, but.

But I need you to look after me in my old age.

- I that was Paul's department.

- I don't know.

That's still up in the air.

- Excuse me, ladies.

I think that's my cue to go get some drinks.

# They kicked up some dust #

# And banged away on their guitars #

# Shinin' all the lights #

- Maybe it's time to make room for some new talent.

- Forget it.

You're staying in college.

- Why?

- Because.

This is a dangerous way to make a living.

And because you're all I got.

# And searchin' in vain #

# 'Cause the sirens zipped right out of town #

- Let's dance.

- Okay.

I'll be right back, hon.

- No we won't.

How about a dance?

- No, thanks.

# Head for the hills boys #

# Before it's too late #

# The Screamin' Sirens round you up #

# And ask you for a date #

# The Screamin' Sirens round you up #

# Then ask you for a date, ow #

(group laughs and cheers)

- Here's to Hollywood!

- Yeah! (laughs)

- Bonnie, where are you going?

- Just out for some air.

- Okay, bye.

(crickets chirp)

# Do do do do do do do do do do do do do #

# Do do do do do do do do do do do do #

# Love slave, love slave, love slave #

# I'll be your love slave #

- Hi there.

You lookin' for me?

Let's go for a ride.

- No, I gotta go back in.

- I won't bite.

- Mm-mm.

- If I do, I won't leave any marks. (laughs)

Just one beer. (laughs)

All right.

# I wanna make it clear to you #

# There's nothin' that I wouldn't do #

# I'll be your love slave, love slave, love slave #

# You'll be my king #

# Love slave #

# Upon a throne #

# Love slave #

- Slow down.

I don't even know you.

- Then what the hell you doin' in my truck then, huh?

Come on, you know you want it.

- Go on, asshole! - Okay, come on.

(smack thuds) Ow!

You bitch, you!

What the hell you hittin' me for, huh?

You wanna hit me, huh?

You wanna hit me, come here!

(slaps smack)

Come here, hit me again! (Bonnie whimpers)

Go ahead, hit me!

I bet you want it.

- Let go of me!

- No way, Bonnie.

You can't leave now, babe!

I still gotta give you somethin'.

Come here.

Come here!

- Let go of me!

- You shut up!

Or I'll blow your fuckin' brains out!

- Just let go.

- Yeah, well you just lie down there and take it now, huh?

- No! (whimpers)

(Bonnie gasps)

Let go, let go of me!

- Come on. (Bonnie whimpers)

Shut up, or I'll blow your head off.

I mean it.

- [Bonnie] (whimpers) Help me!

- Shut up!

Mark my word, you're gonna force me to kill you, baby.

I don't wanna do that!

Now just take it.

Come on, you know you want it, don't you?

Aw, come on, come on!

- No! - You can do it!

Come on!

# Love slave, love slave, love slave #

(Bonnie sobs)

- Melanie, have you seen Bonnie?

- Yeah, she went out back about 10 minutes ago.

(gun fires) - Jesus.

(somber electronic music)

- [Officer] Just drop the gun now, Miss.

- Oh my god.

- Miss, can you hear me?

Drop it!

- It's okay.

- God, what happened? - I don't know.

- [Woman] Nancy heard the shot.

- [Man] That's Danny Hanson's kid.

- [Woman] Who's the girl?

- [Man] I don't know, I've never seen her before.

I think she's one of the movie people.

- [Woman] She has a gun, she shot him.

(gavel pounds)

- Bonnie Cusak?

Regardless of the justification,

you cannot take the law into your own hands.

The jury's found you guilty of second-degree manslaughter.

You are hereby sentenced to a term of two years.

(crowd murmurs)

Order, I'll have order in the courtroom.

And remanded to the custody

of the State Correctional Authority.

- Try not to freak out, Bon.

We're doing everything we can to get you outta here.

- I didn't mean to kill him.

- [Laurie] I know, baby, I know.

- [Guard] Times up, Miss.

- Don't let them keep me in here, Laurie.

- I won't.

I love you, Bonnie.

- I love you, too.

(somber instrumental music)

(gate beeps)

- [Guard] Hello, bunnies.

- [Woman] Incoming prisoners.

- Right this way, ladies. - There to control.

- Let's go, move it.

Watch your feet.

(girls chatter and yell)

- [Man] Okay, open it up.

(gate beeps)

- Nice little. - Ow!

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch!

- Woo, yeah!

(haunting electronic music)

- Give me tooth decay, baby!

(women laugh)

- I see you, mama. - Yeah, oh!

- Oh my god, hey.

Light and juicy, what are you in for?

- Yeah, someone's comin' up for you.

- Now you, I know what it is you want.

(women laugh) You're for the same things.

- Hey grandma. - Ha, check it out.

Check it out.

- Woo! (women chatter)

- [Woman] Come on, Kay, show those muscles!

(women laugh)

- [Group] Woo!

(women laugh)

- Hey, no, no, no.

Ivory country, out.

You too, bye.

Peach pickin' time.

(women shout and chatter)

Hey honey pie, lookin' for this?

Oh! - Okay. (laughs)

(women laugh and holler)

- I'd like to shower alone.

- Oh sure, babe.

We got plenty of time to get acquainted.

I'm Kay.

I'm the boss.

I be the big bad wolf.

- [Woman] Yeah.

- You and me, we're gonna be real good friends.

(hit smacks)

- Woo! - All right!

(women cheer)

- Shut up!

(slap smacks)

- Yeah! - Listen, you.

You're off to a bad start.

Little respect keeps you healthy, short stop.

You're a long way from home, Goldilocks!

- Okay, okay.

Okay.

What's this all about?

- This girl is a real troublemaker, Miss Dice.

She just attacked me, look!

- What's your name?

- Bonnie Cusak.

- Brown, take Cusak to the ward's office.

Butler, I want your mops in 20 minutes.

- Yes, Miss Dice.

(women yell and cheer)

- Is that the girl out there?

- Yes.

- Doesn't look like a troublemaker to me.

(keys click) (computers beep)

- Please sit down, Cusak.

Cusak, this is a prison, not an ice hockey rink.

You can't just start punching anyone who happens by.

- I didn't do anything.

- Then why was her lip bleeding?

- I don't understand what's happening to me.

I just want everybody to leave me alone. (sighs)

- I'm sure this all seems very strange to you.

But you're just going to have to blend in

and make the very best of the situation.

I've assigned you to prison laundry.

Now try and stay out of trouble, okay?

You can go now.

- Let's get these dangerous implements put away, eh?

Listen, I'm gonna come see you tonight.

- Like you did last night?

- Ah well, last night I had some trouble

with the wife, but--

- Sure. - Might as well take a shower.

Clean up, will ya?

Lock it up, will ya?

Later.

- So there's this cockatoo, you see?

And all the bird does is crap and talk, crap and talk.

So finally I pick up this tennis racket,

start to bash the bird's brains out.

Then he goes crazy, runs me all around the room.

I aced him, pff.

Well, that's why I'm here.

I figure if I gotta be here,

I might as well make the place look pleasant, huh?

(Bonnie chuckles)

Hey, what do you think if I put a sign outside

that says Sylvia's Fluff and Fold?

Just 'cause it's a prison

doesn't mean it has to be cold?

- Believe me, there's nothing cold about this place.

- Yeah, we're up to our necks in hot water.

Get it?

- You're a crack up. (Bonnie laughs)

We're certainly not pressed for time.

(Bonnie laughs) You're a crack up.

- I'm finished, Sylvia.

- Okay, we'll see you tomorrow.

So for a bunch of criminals, we're not so bad, huh?

Things'll lighten up.

Hey, you wanna smoke?

Best shit that's been around in ages.

They say it's from Taiwan.

- What if we get caught?

- So let 'em arrest us.

- Where do you get it from?

- Kay's got connections.

She takes care of everybody, you know?

So get on her good side.

- Workin' late, eh?

What do you got the iron goin' there, Sylvia? (laughs)

Wouldn't want a fire, though.

- Such a kidder, Kay.

(Kay laughs)

(woman laughs)

Well, Miss Cusak.

Did you get over your first day jitters?

- Look, why don't you leave her alone, she's cool.

- Shut up, get out!

You're history, Goldilocks.

Get outta here.

Outta here.

(Bonnie whimpers)

(Bonnie groans) Shut up!

(Bonnie yells) (kick thuds)

Twat face!

Get her, Bobo!

(Kay groans)

Oh, I've got her now.

- [Kay] Wanda!

(punch thuds) - Ah!

- Get her! - Ah!

(punch thuds) - Ah!

- Star, come on! (hits thud)

Star!

- Yeah! - Star, let's see you!

Aw honey, you did good.

(punch thuds) (Bonnie groans)

Let's see you grow big, huh?

(woman laughs)

Shoot her up.

Go watch the door.

(suspenseful electronic music)

Nighty night, Goldie.

You just had your last date with the three bears. (laughs)

Dump her.

Sayonara, sweet lips.

- This is it, honey.

(Laurie thuds)

(audience applauds)

- Yeah.

- [Paul] That was great, definitely, yeah.

- [Man] Mr. Manning, you're wanted on the set.

Works over here.

- You hit the bag off center.

- Yeah, give me a break.

- [Paul] Almost gave yourself a break.

- Great fall, Laurie, you have a phone call.

It's urgent, over here, come on.

- [Man] Okay, that's it.

Next set up. - Who is it?

Hello?

Yeah, this is Laurie Collins.

- Laurie, they want another one honey.

They need you now.

What's wrong?

(phone clatters)

- It's Bonnie.

Bonnie's dead.

(somber electronic music)

(footsteps click)

Suicide!

With those bruises?

Did you do an autopsy?

- Well yes, of course.

- Well then get another one!

- As far as this office is concerned, Miss Collins,

the case is closed.

- Closed?

It was never open!

- I have sworn affidavits from the warden,

the associate warden, the coroner, and the head trustee.

Not one conflicting report.

Suicide from overdose complicated by fall.

Miss Collins, is it Collins or Cusak?

- I go by Collins, it's my professional name.

Did you see the bruises, Mr. Watson?

Fall from a building, and you die.

You don't bruise, you die.

- I'm really sorry.

It's a tragic thing that happened.

But an accusation of murder without any evidence whatsoever?

You can take this to the Superior Court.

They order the case reopened.

I'll be happy to look into it.

- David, welcome aboard.

David Green, Paul Donahue.

- How you doin'?

- Paul, nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

Look, everything is going to be fine.

Just let me do all the talking, all right?

- Yeah, sure. - Okay.

- Okay, let's go. - Okay.

- Your Honor, the only witness is a prisoner,

and yet no one questioned her account of the incident.

Now routine suicide in the outside world

is always investigated by homicide.

I know I don't have to tell you that, Judge Fliar, but.

You see, we're not looking for special treatment.

On the contrary, we wish to be treated typically

and be given the chance to acquire the information

we know is waiting safely for us

behind those prison walls.

- Mr. Green, I'm well aware of your reputation,

but I'm not impressed by your Beverly Hills rhetoric.

Nor do I feel inclined to discuss the case

until court convenes on Monday.

- I've had it with your legal bullshit.

My sister is dead because of it.

No!

We're taking this to the press.

- The press prints news, Ms. Collins.

It is not news that drug addicts die in prison.

Good day.

- Drug addicts? - Laurie.

- Yeah, well we'll just see about that, won't we?

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

(somber electronic music)

- Yeah, thanks.

- [Paul] What's up?

- Oh, they upheld the coroner's reports.

- Baby.

I am really sorry.

But we're gonna have to put all this behind us

and get on with the rest of our lives.

And we have tried everything,

there is nothing else you can do.

- Is that right?

(Laurie sighs)

(luggage clatters)

Just watch me.

(people chatter) (gentle orchestral music)

(uptempo rock music)

I seem to have misplaced my ticket.

The white Lincoln.

- Of course, ma'am.

- Hey, look.

Is that the car?

Oh wait, just--

- Well, thank you ma'am.

Drive carefully. - Mm-hm.

(tires screech)

- Hey, who was that?

- I don't know, some lady with a 20 dollar bill.

- God damn it, shit head!

That was Judge Waters's car!

(tires screech)

- God damn!

- You know, they always say

the first bottle tastes the best,

but I think the second bottle tastes even better.

(tires screech)

(meters clatter)

(tires screech)

(meters clang)

(siren wails)

- [Officer] Roger, 211 to 527 Main.

(glass clatters)

(siren wails) Coming right at Fifth.

Understanding that seven also responding.

(tires screech) (sirens wail)

- Go for it, fellas!

(laughs) We're goin' for a ride!

- [Officer] Check it out.

- [Officer] Yeah, a blonde in a hot rod Lincoln.

- We're cookin' now! (laughs)

Woo!

(tires screech)

(laughs) Tryin' to keep up with little old me!

(tires screech)

Okay, ah!

(metal crashes)

(sirens wail)

- [Dispatcher] Unit three, say your location, over.

- Out of the car, lady. - Roger unit three.

- [Laurie] (laughs) Well, it's about time!

- [Dispatcher] Unit three, proceed to 57 Main.

- [Laurie] You guys are awful slow. (laughs)

- Come on, lady let's go inside.

- How'd you like that, pretty good, wasn't it?

I do that for a livin'.

- Laurie, you know you don't have to go through with this.

Now the judge should've disqualified himself.

Just say the word, and you can walk out of here.

- No, I'm going for it.

- [Bailiff] All rise, face the flag.

The Honorable Judge Waters is now presiding.

This court is now in session.

(Judge Waters clears throat)

- Laurie Collins.

(man coughs)

I hereby fine you $8,000 for damages

and I sentence you to 12 months

in State Correctional Authority.

However, it is the opinion of this court

that these acts were not done in malice,

but rather from a deep, emotional stress.

(gavel pounds)

Sentence suspended.

- You son of a bitch.

- What did you say?

- You call yourself a judge?

This trial has nothing to do with justice.

You fine me $8,000 and tell me to go home?

Well no problem!

What about the crimes against human lives

- Bailiff! - Who pays for those?

- I hereby revoke that suspension.

Your sentence will begin immediately!

(gavel pounds)

Take her out of here, now!

(somber instrumental music)

(inmates chatter)

- She's got some friends.

(woman speaks in foreign language)

(inmates roar)

(woman barks)

- Yeah, they're a bunch of guys.

- Look at the blonde one down there.

(women chatter) - How you doin'?

(inmate whistles)

- [Wanda] Kay's gonna get it tonight. (laughs)

New fish are here.

Fresh off the ice. (inmate laughs)

- Holy mackerel.

- Slice 'em up. (laughs) - That's good.

- You look beautiful, Kay.

- All dressed up and no place to go, huh?

- Are you kiddin'?

I got me 10 inches of the Italian stallion

waitin' for me.

- Yeah, ride 'em cowboy. - Yeah!

- Come on! - What do you got?

- I'll find somethin'.

- [Inmate] Stick around for the freak show.

- [Inmate] Don't hit the scale, don't hit the scale.

- How's it going there?

- So far, so good.

- That's what I wanna hear.

Hey Willis!

Warm up those wheels!

I'm hot to trot!

(women laugh) - Mama!

- Don't wait up, baby.

Keep your hands clean,

or you're gonna end up being sushi by the time I get home.

- [Woman] Oh, Kay is pissed man.

- Goodnight, darling.

- [Man] Butler, 39011.

Out visit.

Butler, report to Control.

- Lookin' good.

White milk.

- That that'd be worth going to prison for.

- Forget it, she's mine.

- You're the greediest bitch.

- You say that to all the girls.

- [Woman] Incoming prisoners, third to Control.

- [Kay] Come on, let's go.

I got ants in my pants, and I need to dance.

- I think you're gonna enjoy the facilities.

Back there was the carpool.

Over here is the mess hall.

Best gourmet food this side of the Mississippi.

Down here is your little house, beautifully furnished.

Thank you, this way.

So, uh, I understand you're in showbiz.

- [Laurie] Yeah.

So who told you that?

- [Steve] Oh, you know, what good friends say.

- Oh really?

- What movies did you make?

# One #

# You are the one I #

Hey man, what is this shit?

Nelson, this is a brown cell, man.

I can't have this gringa shit in here.

What are you tryin' to set me up for murder, or what?

People are gonna start gettin' hurt around here.

I'm telling you.

- [Steve] Eh, nobody's gonna get hurt around here.

- Hey, what are you doing? (giggles)

What are you doing?

- [Steve] Make yourself at home, sweetheart.

Have a good day.

- Yeah, right.

I'm Laurie.

Look, as long as I'm here, we might as well be friends.

- I know it's not your fault, okay?

It's just skin.

But I don't like the way you smell.

So stay on your side.

- Okay.

No problem.

- All prisoners, code orange,

modification seminar in 10 minutes.

(engine hums)

- Keep your pecker in your pocket, big boy.

(Kay and Gino pant)

- Hey, hold on.

I'm not finished yet.

This is a job, Gino, not a joyride.

You know, we could be makin' big bucks

off these conjugal visits.

If we were organized.

Most of these bitches were working girls

before they got set up.

- You're unbelievable, Kay.

Always lookin' for a man to hunt.

- [Willis] All right, Kay, come on, time's up.

- Shut up, Willis, or you don't get any.

Where is it?

(midtempo instrumental music)

Well.

(Gino inhales)

That's it.

Mama loves you, baby.

Now you see it.

Now you don't.

(Kay laughs)

- This is a prison for profit,

and you will be expected to carry your own weight

and be a productive part of our society

or you will be penalized in time and privileges.

Now you'll work at a regular job

and be paid 6.50 per hour.

From that will be deducted room and board, laundry,

and monthly payments on your fines.

Whatever you have left is yours

to spend or save as you like.

- (sighs) You will be issued a dark blue uniform

after two weeks.

Trustees where light blue.

If you prove to be a discipline problem,

then you will be issued an orange jumpsuit.

Ward Haines will give you your assignments.

Laurie Collins, this way, please.

- Well, Ms. Collins, felony drunk driving,

grand larceny, grand theft auto.

Hm.

Well, since you like cars so much,

let's start you off at the motor pool.

- Okay.

- If you keep your nose clean,

it'll turn out to be a pretty good job.

Okay, that's all.

(machine hums)

- Know anything about GM V-8s?

- Yeah.

- Okay, hey Willow.

New girl Laurie, Laurie, Willow.

- [Laura] Hi.

- Yeah, I need more brazing rod.

- Yeah, you wanna go check with Kay about that.

Don't take a lot around here.

There's a beautiful engine, what can you do with that, huh?

(women chatter)

Don't pay no attention to that.

Drugs.

Late payment, I'd say.

- Well shouldn't we do something?

- I wouldn't, if I were you.

Those dykes'll chew you up for dessert.

- A lot of people get killed around here?

- A lot of people die.

They call it suicide.

- Did you know Bonnie Cusak?

- Who are you, a cop?

Don't make waves, huh?

Just keep your nose clean.

- Aren't you scared?

- What are they gonna do to me?

I've been down 30 years.

- So what are you in for?

- Eh, killed my husband and his mother.

They deserved it.

And I enjoyed it.

(machines whir)

- [Woman] Can I ask you a question?

- [Steve] Anything you want.

- Why are you always playin' with your night stick?

- Would you like to play with my night stick?

- How you doin', sweet cheeks?

- I'm okay, pal.

Maybe later, huh?

I'll see you two around.

- Boy, that Nelson sure has a lot of energy for a white boy.

- And he's ready to rock you and let you down.

(suspenseful music)

- Hi.

China.

- It's Wednesday, Amy.

You got anything for us?

- I'll have it for you tomorrow.

Some of my customers are behind.

- [Kay] Give her two more bundles on credit.

- Kay, you know I'm tryin' to quit that shit.

(Kay laughs)

Look, once I collect for my customers, I'm through!

Thanks, but I'll pass this time.

- Here's your brown, Amy, your favorite.

- Please, no!

- It's yours.

Make some sales with the sisters.

- Kay, I don't want it!

- What are you lookin' at?

Once you go brown, there's no turnin' around.

You're gonna come crawlin' back.

(gate beeps)

- [Guard] All right, ladies, get up, it's shower time.

Get your asses up, let's go.

- [Man] Wednesday, May 15th.

A revised work roster begins today.

Changes are as posted.

(women chatter)

(night stick taps)

- Hey Collins, let's hit the showers.

- [Man] Prisoners Dunn 15312 and Chang 46027

are now code orange.

I have personal posts

for Elanie, Pegman, Mandel, Taylor, Ramirez.

Prisoners should report to control after 10:30 hours.

- Hey.

How you doin', sweetheart?

- [Man] Softball game today at seven.

- What do you think, Nelson?

At least they let you outta here at night.

- I think I got a solution to your problem.

- I'm not interested.

- Well, I uh, just tryin' to make your stay more enjoyable.

- Bitch, give me my shirt! - Fuck you, whitey!

- Uh-oh, trouble at the office.

Check out my references.

(women clamor and shout)

- Table for two, Louie? (laughs)

- Hey, you got the wrong table, black trash!

- Kiss my ass, you spic!

- You're asking for trouble.

- Honk honk, Chung King.

So, how are my little chickadees?

What's with the doom and gloom?

What's up?

- I'm short almost two grams.

- What the fuck are you sittin' here for, go recheck it?

- We did.

- Well you got 24 hours to fix it, or it's on you, Wanda.

(Kay sighs)

- [Woman] Here you go.

- What's with this bloodbath?

- Cool it, Wanda, that one's mine.

- Well I'm sorry.

- Kay runs everything around here.

I mean, everyone depends on her in one way or another.

- Hasn't anyone ever tried to stop her?

- Have her and not them.

- Hey I'm gonna go get a milk, I'll be right back.

- Oh will you get one for me, too?

She's a nice girl.

- We don't trust Sylvia, babe, she's a snitch.

- Hi.

(dark electronic music)

(Sylvia sighs)

(gate beeps) (Sylvia gasps)

(objects clatter)

(Sylvia sneezes)

- [Man] Lockdown, three minutes.

Lockdown, three minutes.

(plates clatter)

(ball thuds) (women grunt)

- Hey Sylvie, come here.

(women grunt)

Come on.

- Ouch. - Want somethin'?

- Take a seat.

- Come on, come on. - We'll have a little talk.

We have a question for ya.

- Yeah?

- We were just wonderin'

if you had seen anyone stealin' any of our dope.

- No, I haven't.

- Wasn't you, was it?

- No Kay, I wouldn't do that.

- You wouldn't be that stupid, would you?

- No, I wouldn't do that, not at all.

Kay, you know me better than that.

I tell you everything, you know me better than this.

I didn't do it, Kay. (grunts)

I didn't do it, you know that.

I know who did it.

I know, I do, I know who did it, I'll tell you.

- Are you tellin' the whole truth

and nothin' but the truth so help your Adam's apple?

- I swear, I'll tell you!

- Why do you keep doing this to yourself?

(Amy sobs)

- I need a fix!

I need a fix! (sobs)

- I'm here.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Let me help you.

(Amy whimpers)

I love you.

- Yeah?

You love me?

In the fucking closet.

- [Elena] Black and brown don't mess around.

- But I need you!

- Aw, ain't this cozy?

Just like a Norman Rockwell painting. (laughs)

What is this, lickety split hour?

- What the hell do you want?

- Look, if I wanted shit from you, I'd pick your teeth.

- Hey! - Tuck it in, Pocahontas.

Pull her off!

- No, no!

No!

- Baby!

- Can't handle your own bullshit?

- No, no! - Way it works!

- I never took without pay!

Stop it, no!

No!

What are you gonna do? (whimpers)

- Don't shit the shitter.

- Kay no!

What do you want?

- Nobody rips me off!

- Kay no! (mallet thuds)

No!

No!

No!

(playful electronic music) (machines clank)

- One, two.

- [Woman] How many do you want?

- [Woman] You're the dealer, you can't turn me down.

- Give me some cards, douche bag.

- No. (women laugh)

- Give her three.

- Okay.

(metal clangs) (playful electronic music)

- Okay. - Yeah, what you gonna bet?

- Hey Kay.

Amy didn't steal nothin' from you, man.

You shouldn't have done that, bitch.

- You play with fire, you get burned.

- That's the way it goes. (women giggle)

- You turned her hand into dog meat.

(woman barks) (women laughs)

- What, do you got an itch you can't scratch?

(women laugh)

- You shouldn't have done that.

- Ooh.

Talk about re-fried.

- Ooh, a fight.

Come on.

- [Elena] Come on!

(women clamor and cheer)

- Come on!

- Jump up, jump up!

- [Woman] Go, go!

- [Kay] What's that?

(suspenseful electronic music)

(Elena yells)

- Go, come on!

(Elena yells)

- Fucking (speaks in foreign language).

(women cheer) Let me conga.

- I've had enough!

You're gonna back off!

(Kay groans)

Call 'em off!

- Don't!

Don't.

Curtains to you, Bambi.

(intercom chatters)

- How you doin'?

- A few busted ribs is all.

- They treatin' you okay?

- How the fuck you think they're treating me?

Like shit.

You got a cigarette?

- No, sorry.

- Look.

Don't expect no big thank you from me.

She's gonna get you for this.

- Kay doesn't scare me.

- You're really stupid.

Since I've been here,

I've had to watch three of my sisters

carried outta here like they was trash.

- Yeah, well that's the problem.

If everybody got together,

then nobody would have to put up with scum like Kay.

Did you know Bonnie Cusak?

- Yeah.

I heard you've been askin' a lot of questions.

It was Kay.

You know.

And the rest of the gang.

- Thanks.

- Hey.

Who is this Bonnie Cusak anyway?

- My sister.

(somber instrumental music)

(engines hum)

(propellers whir)

- Come on, over here, put it down.

Hurry, come on, hurry'

Now go over there and work on the windbreaks, okay?

Move, go.

(suspenseful music)

(belt clatters)

What are you doin' here?

- You killed Bonnie Cusak.

- Aw, come on.

- Oh come on?

You killed her.

And I wanna know who helped you.

(suspenseful electronic music)

- Yah! (Laurie groans)

Yah! (women yell)

- No!

(kick thuds) (Wanda groans)

(Laurie groans)

(Laurie whimpers)

- Yah! (elbow thuds)

(kicks thud)

Get up!

Ah, get up now!

Drop the knife!

Name who! (Wanda yells)

Name, now!

Kay?

- Bobo.

China, Star.

- You killed my sister.

Wanda!

(Wanda screams)

(somber electronic music)

(engine hums)

- Industrial accident, my ass.

Somebody killed her.

- Who do you think did it?

- How the fuck do I know?

Could've been one of the hocks,

could've been one of the niggers,

could've been anybody.

Damn well find out!

Stupid fuckheads, you never get anything straight.

Hey Willow, what's going on here?

You think I'm stupid or what?

- [Willow] Shut up, Kay.

Get your goons outta here.

- [Kay] Who's tellin' me to shut up?

(door thuds)

(Willis knocks)

- Time's up.

(ominous electronic music)

- Paul.

I found out who killed Bonnie.

And I've already killed one of them.

- You did what?

- Achieving honorable justice.

That's Bushido.

- No Laurie, that's bullshit.

You take away the swords and that Oriental mumbo jumbo,

and what you have left is revenge.

Murder.

My god, we gotta get you outta there.

You're changing, and I don't like what you're becoming!

- Well, what do you expect?

I'm not some cryogenic fuck that warms up

every time you come jammin' around.

I've already killed one of them,

and I'll get the others.

- Jesus Christ, Laurie, you need help!

- Save your time and money, Paul.

Don't come back again.

'Cause I won't see you.

- [Man] 2200 watch, report to Control.

2200 watch, report to Control.

- Hey, where you goin'?

- There's a circuit breaker out in block I,

Rosie told me to fix it.

We wouldn't want all that gourmet food to spoil, would we?

- I should say not.

I understand you gave up your conjugal visits with, uh,

what's his name, Monihan?

Remember what I told you.

- Give me a fuckin' break, Nelson.

(gate beeps)

- I do make house calls.

(ominous electronic music)

- [Laurie] China!

- What the hell are you doin' here?

- You're next.

- [China] What are you talkin' about?

(kick thuds) (China groans)

(women grunt)

(Laurie groans and whimpers)

- Yah!

Ha!

Ah!

- My investors are gonna scream bloody murder

when they hear about this.

You are responsible for security.

- Sir, a woman has been murdered,

and you're worried about investors.

- Mrs. Dice, may I remind you

this institution is a business,

and we are paid a fixed fee for every healthy prisoner?

- And there's been seven deaths since January.

Things are not going to get better

until your head trustee and your band of hooligans

are diffused.

- The cars run this prison.

If we pull Butler out, there'll be total chaos,

and everybody will be vying for top spot.

Now get this place cleaned up,

and let's get on with the day.

(shower hisses)

(suspenseful electronic music)

- Hey!

You know why I'm here?

- To take a shower?

- You remember the little blonde

that jumped off the fourth tier?

- Aw come on, give me a break.

- I heard you gave her a little push.

- Bitch! (Laurie groans)

- Ah!

(women yell) (kicks thud)

I'm gonna kill you!

Ah!

(punch thuds) (Star groans)

(Laurie groans) (Star screams)

(Star screams)

(Star gasps)

(Star coughs)

(Star screams)

(Laurie yells and whimpers)

(kicks thud) (Star groans)

(ominous electronic music)

- Do you wanna tell me what's going on here?

- How do I know?

- I know you know what's going on.

This makes number three.

- Shut up!

- Who's going to be next?

(Laurie sniffles)

- Hey gringa, cool it.

You're keeping me awake.

- Sorry.

- Scary, ain't it?

- What?

- Havin' that murderer loose in here.

I know who did it, though.

She's my cellmate.

- I can't do it anymore.

- Yeah.

The thrill is gone, huh?

- Makes me sick.

- Move over.

No, don't worry, I'm not gonna touch you.

Laurie.

This is a prison.

You can't just pick up your marbles and go home.

- Well, I gotta get outta here.

What do you think I should do?

- All you got is time.

But I'll tell you one thing.

When they come sniffin' around here, we'll be waiting.

- Pull!

(gun fires)

Could be an interracial struggle

for control of the drug trade.

(gun clicks)

- Pull!

(gun fires)

(gun clicks)

- But my guess is Laurie Collins.

- Pull!

(guns click)

Collins?

- Pull!

(gun fires)

Bonnie Cusak was her sister.

- Have her shaken down immediately.

Pull!

- Okay girls, gotta check out your room.

- All right, let's out to the rail, let's go.

- [Elena] Why?

- Let's go, out! - You never stop.

- Come on, let's go out. - Get outta my stuff, man.

- Who the hell do you think you are, man?

- What do you think I got in there?

Lethal toothbrush, right.

- All right, let's go here. - Oh, come on, now.

- (moans) That feels good.

- Little tight in the shoulders today, huh Kay?

- Uh-huh.

- You know, I can make you feel good like this

all the time.

- [Laurie] No kidding, I coulda told you that.

- Just get my neck a little higher.

- Most people don't get this kind of treatment, Kay.

You are really special.

- Will you shut up?

Jesus Christ.

Get off.

- [Elena] Gringo, gringo, you're a bad lay, man.

(Laurie laughs)

- Oh, you know it, too.

Look at him.

(women laugh and chatter)

- Hey, what's going on up there?

- [Laurie] Why are you doing this?

- Somebody win the lottery, or what?

(woman sighs)

- Dice is leanin' on Collins.

- [Laurie] Who do you think you are?

- What for?

- [Elena] What else am I gonna do in this place?

- Remember the little spinner that took the high dive?

- Yeah, so what?

- Sisters.

(ominous music)

(Kay sighs)

(machines whir)

- [Man] Chavez, 43311.

You have an attorney visit.

Chavez.

(lever thuds) - Ah!

Get it off, get it off!

Oh, get it off, get it of, get it off!

Oh, oh! (whimpers)

Thank.

Thanks, Willow.

- It's no special treatment.

Any dog'd expect that.

- You look like you've had it, babe.

You go with me, I'm takin' you to the infirmary.

You got the day off.

- [Man] This is lockdown.

Lights out, lockdown.

Goodnight, ladies.

Don't let the bed bugs bite.

- [Woman] Come down here and say that.

(woman whistles) - Goodnight, Steve.

- Good night.

- [Woman] Night night, Steve.

- Nah, you gotta tuck yourself in.

Go to bed, Sylvia.

- Come in, Nelson, I wanna talk to you up close.

You gotta help me.

I need someone tonight.

I need a man.

- Hey come on, I already serviced three girls today.

My wife's waitin' for me, you know?

It's my anniversary.

- Oh, you can't do this to me.

I need you, Nelson.

Come on in just for a few and hold me, that's all.

# More than excitement #

- Oh what the hell.

Let's make it four.

(gate beeps)

# I want more #

# I want it yeah yeah yeah #

# I want more #

# I want action #

# I want more #

# And that's a fact #

# I want #

(women cheer and chatter)

- Watch her flip the next one.

All right, that's great! - Rita!

(women cheer and yell)

(women groan)

- Oh no, did I hurt?

Let me help you up, come on.

(women cheer)

- You wanna fight me, come on!

- You want me?

(kicks thud) (Bobo groans)

(Laurie grunts)

(women cheer)

Help me!

- Go! - Come on!

- Come on, go, come on!

Get her, kitten! - Get her!

(Bobo screams)

- [Woman] Oh, oh!

- You wanna fight, come on!

(women cheer)

- Ah!

- Get her!

(Bobo grunts)

- Okay, okay, break it up.

What the hell is going on here, everybody?

(women clamor)

- Listen up, ma'am, just when I was--

- Wait, wait--

- God damn it, Butler, is this you?

- Collins went wild, she almost killed Bobo.

- I don't wanna hear it!

I don't wanna hear it.

Your privileges as trustee are terminated.

- The fuck are you talkin'?

(night stick smacks)

- Put Collins in isolation.

Take Butler back to J block.

- Yes, ma'am.

- [Man] Station areas are shut down until all 0700 tomorrow.

(match clicks)

- Nice suit, do you do windows?

- Shut up.

God damn Collins.

Who the hell does she think she is?

- Eh, don't even worry about it.

I'm gonna pay her a little visit.

(Kay chuckles)

(women cheer and applaud) (uptempo electronic music)

# Where's the challenge #

# Starting slow #

# I'm gonna tie you up #

# And savor every moment #

# Where's the challenge #

- Woo! (women cheer)

# When we get together #

# Girl it's gonna blow your mind now #

(women's cheering drowns out singing)

(lock beeps) (ominous music)

(night stick smacks)

- Okay babe, up against the wall and spread 'em.

- What do you want?

- I said. - Ow, oh! (whimpers)

You just leave your hands off of me.

(Willis grunts) (Laurie groans)

- I give the orders around here!

Now get up on that wall and shut up!

(cuffs click)

(Laurie whimpers)

(Laurie grunts) (Willis groans)

(Laurie whimpers)

(Willis grunts)

(Laurie and Willis grunt)

- I'm gonna kill you!

(Laurie and Willis groan)

(women cheer) # A slave to desire #

# You got me so cool #

# Please baby baby #

# Where's the challenge #

# Exciting me so #

# Under the covers #

# We savor every moment #

# Where's the challenge #

# Put you down #

# When we get together #

# Girl it's gonna blow your mind #

(audience cheers and whistles)

# Where's the challenge #

# Exciting me so #

# Under the covers #

# We savor every moment #

# Where's the challenge #

# Put you down #

# When we get together #

# Girl it's gonna blow your mind #

(Laurie grunts) (kick thuds)

(Laurie and Willis yell)

(Laurie pants)

- Get back there, little bitch!

You asked for it, now give it to me!

(Willis screams)

(Willis whimpers)

(kick thuds)

(suspenseful electronic music) (Laurie pants)

(lock beeps)

(women cheer)

# Under the covers #

# We savor every moment #

# Where's the challenge #

# Put you down #

# When we get together #

# Girl it's gonna blow your mind #

- My, my, my, look who's here.

- What the fuck is this, mix and match night?

Get out!

- Move your saggyness out of my face.

- Hey!

- Hey!

- Keep your fuckin' hands off my friend.

- What are you gonna fuckin' do about it?

- Yeah, what you gonna do, bitch?

- What is the matter with you, nigga?

Ain't you got no self-respect?

Hangin' around with trash like this?

- Look who's callin' the kettle black?

What you doin' hangin' around with some honkeys

and some wetbacks?

- Ain't she tough?

The party is over.

(chair clatters)

- No, you want it?

You're gonna have to take all of us on.

- Excuse me, are you talkin' to me?

- Yeah, I'm talkin' to you.

What, you gettin' deaf in your old age?

(women cheer and chatter)

- [Group] Throw the 'fro!

(punches thud) (women cheer)

(suspenseful electronic music)

- Okay, where's Willis?

- Sent me back to the cell block.

- I don't think so.

Looks to me like you're trying to escape.

(Bobo grunts)

(Bobo grunts)

(women shout)

- Come on, let's go!

Who's out there?

- Watch out!

Amy!

(punches thud) (Sylvia groans)

(punches smack)

- You fuckin' bastard!

(punches thud)

- I'm sorry I fingered you.

(chuckles) Get it?

We're still friends though, aren't we?

- [Man] All prisoners to the blue exit.

All prisoners form a line at the blue exit.

(crowd clamors)

(Laurie groans)

(Bobo wails)

- [Man] All available officers to I Block Control.

This is a lockdown, emergency lockdown.

All prisoners return to your cells.

This is a lockdown.

(alarm buzzes) - That's confirmed, Steve.

- [Steve] Lights outs, ladies.

(women cough)

(lock beeps)

(ominous electronic music)

- What are you doing here?

- I want the truth.

- What are you talkin' about?

- My sister.

And how many others?

- It was you.

Star and Wanda.

- Yeah.

And you're the only one left.

- No.

It was an accident.

We just roughed her up a little bit.

- An accident?

An accident?

(Kay groans)

(Kay gasps)

I should kill you.

(Kay coughs)

(Kay screams)

- Would you look at all these sleeping beauties?

- You're such a sleaze.

(Kay screams)

(lock beeps)

- Collins!

I'll get you!

Is that what you want?

There's nothing left!

(chair clatters)

(pan clatters)

(glass crashes)

(tires screech) (gate thuds)

You're dead, Collins!

Nobody kills my people!

Come here, get me!

Kill me, you wench!

Come here, fight me!

Come see-- - Ah!

(Kay groans)

(Laurie and Kay groan)

(suspenseful electronic music)

(Kay groans)

(door squeaks)

- Hold it right there, Collins.

(Laurie pants)

(Kay moans)

(gun fires) (Kay moans)

(somber electronic music)

Did it bring Bonnie back?

You have the rest of your life to think about that.

(wind whistles)

(gentle instrumental music)