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After one particular vicious attack

in a Vagos bar,
I was arrested for assault

with several other
gang members.

Even though there
was witnesses to confirm

I had nothing to do
with the attack,

we were all charged.

I assumed I would get released

once authorities
realized their mistake.

Turned out it wasn't so simple.

The danger of infiltrating
a biker gang

is nothing compared
to the hell of prison.

My name's Charles Falco,
and this is my story.

Going undercover in the Vagos
was a bargain

that I'd struck
to stay out of jail.

But look where that got me.

In here, if you're not in
a gang, you won't make it.

Augh!

One... two...

It's all about survival
of the fittest.

Six...

seven...

eight...

nine...

ten.

In a place like this,
it's eat or be eaten.

Get him.

Ah!

Thing about prison...

it shows you
who you really are.

Who you smiling at?

Nothing moves as slow
as prison time.

We spend our entire first day
waiting to be processed.

Oh, man.

Four of us never laid a finger
on the kid

that Schizo beat to a pulp.

But we're all in jail for it.

At least until
our next hearing...

in a week.

What did your lawyer say?

We're screwed.
The damn STEP Act.

The what?

STEP Act, you dumbass.

Means if they can prove
that we're in a gang,

we get mandatory extra time.

Dammit, I gotta find some way
of hiding this.

So you can't prove I'm a Vago.

Come on, Skitz, they know
you're a Vago.

We got taken down in our cuts.

Yeah, but they can't prove it.

No, from here on in,
I'm not a Vago.

I'm a businessman.
I ride with you guys.

I hang out with you guys,
but that's it, all right?

Don't worry, you guys are gonna
be fine; you're gonna walk.

But you gotta
back me up on this.

That's called perjury, Skitz.

That's called loyalty!

Loyalty?
You're talking about loyalty?

You wanna sell out
your own cuts!

I'm not gonna sell out
my patch, you dumbass!

It's for show!

Oh, no.
This is America, man.

These colors don't run...

unless you're a punk.

Hey, easy, Skitz!

Skitz! Skitz!
Just take it easy!

What the hell are you doing?

- What, are you with him now?
- What the hell?

- Huh?
- Break it up!

- Hey!
- I didn't do... I didn't...

All right!

Hey!

Let go of me!

Hey!

If you see Suzanna,
tell I miss her.

But we'll always have Reno!

Since we're all members
of the same gang,

the prison authorities
split us up

and move us to separate units.

And I meet my new cellmate.

His name's Thor.

He's been inside for two years.

And this guy,
he doesn't shut up.

She's so sweet, so good.

It was real love, man.

We were gonna get married.

What happened?

I stabbed her mom.

In the throat.

Like, 33 times.

Now, why would I do that?

Thor tells me how his
fiancee's mother

made inappropriate advances
on him.

My fiancee's mom!

Right there in the supermarket
parking lot.

And I'm like, "Come on, lady,
that's not how I was raised."

So I stick her
a bunch of times,

and she's like on her knees,
and there's blood everywhere

and she's gurgling,
"Why, Thor? Why? Why?"

Because I'm a virgin.

And I'm trying to save myself
for your daughter!

What happened to purity, Chuck?

What happened to purity?

Someone tries to defile
your love,

you're bound to do
the righteous thing.

Am I right?

Anyway...

When I get outta here...

I'm gonna be a serial killer.

At least Koz visits tomorrow.

Hopefully he'll have a plan
to get me out of this hellhole.

What do you mean
it's been delayed?

DA says he needs more time
to prepare the case.

So the hearing's been
pushed back a ways.

How long?

A month.

Charlie, you want out,
you say the word,

we'll pull you out.

But the thing is,
when we tell the judge

and the DA
you're a federal informant,

local cops will find out too.

And then it'll be leaked back
to the gang.

And I'll be dead,
along with your case.

If I choose to leave now,

my infiltration of the Vagos
will have to end.

But I'm not done
collecting evidence

on these guys just yet.

So this is home
for the next month.

The only time I see Schizo
and Stash

is during exercise in the gym.

In prison, all the races stick
to their own.

And Thor decides
to stick to me.

Hey, welcome
to the jungle, man.

Let me teach you a few
ground rules.

See him?

That's the Rep.

And them two's his Bullets.

We answer to the Bullets,
Bullets answer to the Rep,

Rep answers to the Key Holder.

Oh, yeah?

Where's the Key Holder at?

Don't see him just now.

The Key Holder is a part of the
Aryan Brotherhood,

a feared white supremacist
prison gang.

So if I want to stay out
of trouble,

I gotta stay on the right side
of the Rep

and his Bullets.

Same thing with all the races.

Everyone answers
to their own gang.

You wanna stay healthy in here,

you stick with the Woods.

The Woods are white inmates.

And Thor completely believes
that he's a Wood.

Now I'm starting to see
why others

give him such a wide berth.

There's one last prick you don't
want to come down on you.

Oh yeah, who's that?

El Toro Malo.

If he wasn't a guard,
he'd be seeing hard time

for what he does.

Hey.

Yo.

You heard this, man?
A month?

Yeah, I heard.

You a Vago?

You with the Woods?

Yeah.
I'm fricken' Danish, man.

Hey, can I be a prospect?

No.

Listen, you talk to the punk?

- No.
- Who's a punk?

Hey, do you mind?

Listen, I made a call,
all right?

Schizo's done being chapter P.

He can take that to the bank.

Who'd you call?

What the hell, man?

You got food in your cell?

I took a banana for breakfast.

Dude, do not do that.
El Toro Malo hates that.

Okay, all right, man.

See you later.

If Thor is good for one thing,

it's explaining all the rules
of this place.

Meals are a minefield.

The slightest mistake
can blow up on you.

Today's your lucky day.
Come on, come on.

Two... three...
four...

Next.

Nine... ten...

Thirteen... fifteen...
twenty...

Next.

Twenty-eight...
thirty...

Next.

Next.

Thirty-five!
Thirty-six!

Thirty-seven...
thirty-eight...

Thirty-nine...

Forty!

He's done.

Falco, right?

Hear you were a Vago.

Yeah.

My Bullets are moving
to federal pens.

You and your local buddy here,

you're my new bullets,
startin' tomorrow.

No, I... I'm good.
I just got here, man.

You are what I say
you are, Vago.

He gets it, Rep.

Yeah, I get it, yeah.

We're Bullets.

"I'm good"?
What the hell, Chuck?

You do what he says.

We're Bullets, yo!

Prison discipline's
not much different

to being a prospect
in an outlaw biker gang.

Most of the rules in this place

are ones devised
by the inmates.

But our Rep, he takes it
to a whole new level

of brutality.

Hey!

You prick!

Interrupt my game?

Check this guy.

But the Rep,
he walks a fine line.

Oh, come on!

Come on.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Yeah?

If he takes it too far...

New day, different rules!

...he faces more time.

That was the last I saw
of our Rep.

You know what this means?
Vacancy at the top.

It's my time.

Thor's big dream is to be Rep.

But it's not his choice
to make.

Hey.

How you holding up?

I can't complain.

It's kinda hard to wake up
hung over in here.

I should be out
after the next hearing.

Y'know, there's witnesses that
swear I never hit that kid.

You know I'm not like that,
right, Suze?

Hey, Charlie...

You wanna explain what this is
to me, Charlie?

No?

Is that because
you only like to talk

when it's turned on?

There.

Wasn't sure what it was
at first.

But this helped.

Thought you were
screwing around on me.

Till I called the number
for Samantha Kiles

from the Organized Crime Unit.

Well, if you know
about that, then you know

why I couldn't tell you.

'Cause you needed to use me
to get ahead in the Vagos.

Oh, come on.

All this time
I was just your cover.

Suze, it's not like that.

No? Then what is the word
for the chick

you've been banging
so you could rat out

her closest friends, Charlie?

Her closest friends?

Really?

Just how close are you
and Schizo, anyway?

How close of friends were you
in Reno, huh?

You wanna tell me about that?

Great, Suze.

What, are you gonna
go visit him now too?

Hey, you have no idea.

You have no idea.

And after all that's come out
of your mouth,

I don't owe you anything!

Suze, Suze, Suze,
Suze, Suze! Wait!

If Suzanna tells Schizo's wife
Stella about me,

I'm as good as dead.

But there's nothing I can do.

Except worry.

You know what, Chuck?

You gotta learn to chill
in this place.

What's goin' on out there?

Sounds like they cornered
themselves a pedophile.

Don't worry, it'll stop.

Like I said.

Think it was that new guy
we beat.

A group of inmates forced him
off the top mezzanine.

Thirty feet down.
Solid concrete.

It's just another night
in jail.

Inside the American justice
system is a shadow system,

with its own primal laws.

And every day reminds me
why I did what I did

to stay out of it.

Quick.

Hey...

What are you doin' over here?

Key Holder sent me over.
He's the guy with the face.

Yeah, what'd I do?

Nothin'.

It's what you're gonna do.

He wants you to be his new Rep.

He said you're either down
with that

or you're goin' down.
Understand?

Mmm-hmm.

You just climb the ladder
wherever you go, don't you?

You're the Rep?
You?

You haven't even been here
two weeks!

It was my time!

It's not about seniority.
It's about authority.

And the Key Holder
seems to think a Vago's

mean enough for the job.

- You and you.
- You're my new Bullets.

Why ain't I your Bullet?

Because I don't want you
killing someone on my watch.

Now, run along.

Just like that...

I'm someone to be feared.

If they only knew that I was
more scared than any of them.

You know, you realize
that anything goes too far,

you get charged,
I can't help you.

It's not like
I had a choice, man.

Son of a bitch.

Okay, I hate to
bring this up...

We got another problem.

You know back when you were
busted for meth

you gave up your partner?

Bernard, you remember that?

Yeah, of course
I remember Bernard.

So after his arrest,
he skipped bail to Mexico.

They finally caught up with him

and his trial's coming up,
and this...

This is your subpoena.

Looks like you're
the prosecution's star witness.

Are you kiddin' me?
When?

Few months.
Now, the trial's in LA,

so it shouldn't interfere
with your cover.

Does Bernard's lawyer know
that I've been served

to be a witness?

Does he know that I'm in here
awaiting my own trial?

He could.

Well, then Bernard
could know where I am.

Yeah.

Koz, if he knows, I'm dead.

If he wants to get rid
of someone,

he just has to say the word.

If Suzanna tells Schizo's wife
about me...

Boom!
Same result.

One...

All the while I play the part
of the Unit Rep.

The Punisher.
Feared by all the Woods.

Except for Thor.

Six...

He thinks he deserves
to be Rep.

And now he's testing me.

As a Rep, I only have
one option.

Ten.

Hey.

Who you smiling at?

Now what?

You might have been right
about Bernard.

What do you mean,
"might have been"?

We have an informant
who tells us

he knows you're in here.

Here? Like here,
the unit I'm in?

Yeah.

And he might have paid someone
to put a hit on you.

Well, has he?

Well, we can't prove it
till it actually happens, so..

Your hearing's in a week,
and then you'll be out.

You know what it's like
in here?

You want me to wait a week?

They only need a minute, Koz.

Then we pull you out.

What...

What if you put me in solitary?

Charlie, I don't...

I don't think you know
what you're asking.

Solitary is not...

Hey, hey, they can't get to me
in solitary, right?

I'll be alone.

Look, I'll be safe
until the hearing.

And I won't have to be the Rep.

Come on.

Okay.

It might take a day or two
for me to put it together,

but, um...

You think you can
lay low till then?

Thanks, man.

Don't thank me.

I gave up Bernard
to stay out of prison.

And now...

I'm going into solitary
to hide from him.

It's like a deal
with the devil.

And he's coming to collect.

Before Bernard, I was cooking
three weeks out of the year.

I'd just stay high,
work around the clock,

make, like, a hundred grand.

And then I'd just party
for the rest of the year.

I thought I was doin' great.

And then I met Bernard.

I never knew anyone like him.

He was a big time dealer,
way up the food chain.

When I told him my game,
he just laughed.

He told me I needed
to think bigger.

And he promised
he'd show me how.

All of a sudden,
I go from working

three weeks a year
to three weeks a month.

With Bernard as my partner,

I also go from making
a hundred grand a year

to a hundred grand a month.

I start living larger
than I ever dreamed.

I have this huge house.
Cars. Clothes. Friends.

And I owe it all to Bernard.

I also learn that owing Bernard
is bad for your health.

Bernard thought I owed him
for making him rich.

Now he thinks I owe him
for giving up his name.

He collects what he's owed.

Chances are there's
someone in here

who's gonna do the collecting.

All right, let's go.

It's hard enough as Rep
to keep a low profile.

Thor's decided
to make it impossible.

Six... seven...

What are you doing?

Get down.

I said get down.

Make me.

Let's go, let's go.

Yeah?
Had enough?

I see right through you, Chuck.

Right through the biker facade.

You know what I see?

You don't see,
and you don't say anything!

You got that?

You got it!

Get up.

Let's go.

Prison is no place
to be isolated...

unless you're undercover
with a price on your head.

If I don't get into
solitary soon,

I may not make it
out of here alive.

Two more days go by.

Still no word on solitary.

If it doesn't happen soon,
I'm not gonna make it.

Sit.

What are you doing, Thor?
Sit.

Didn't you hear?
It's "opposite day."

Sit!

And that's when Thor decides
he's no longer a Wood.

Bring this Wood
to my table again...

- I ain't a Wood!
- My mom's Mestizo, yo!

I'm more than half Mexican!

He's your special case.

You take care of him!

Anyway, that's how
the riot started.

Around then it hits me...

This is Bernard's guy.

And this is how
he gets it done.

Enjoy the party.

Koz came through.

I'm in solitary.

Oh...

Shoot.

I tell myself
everything's okay.

I'm gonna make it...
I'm gonna make it.

You know I said nothing passes
slower than prison time?

Well, then there's solitary,
where time just stops.

I have no idea how long
I've been in here.

Food trays come...

I have no idea how often.

Once?
Twice a day?

I'm not counting.
I'm not eating.

I can't tell
if it's day or night.

For all the quiet in solitary,
the noise never stops.

And neither do your thoughts.

Solitary's just you
and your memories.

You and your guilt.

There's stuff I try
to think about.

And there's stuff I try not to.

I try to think about my time
in the Vagos as a ledger.

On the debit side,
my twenty-year sentence.

On the credit side, all
the evidence that I racked up,

all the charges,
all the criminals

who will be off the street
because of what I did.

The book's almost balanced.

I've paid my debt.

But I know I'm fooling myself.

And so does Bernard.

- Hi.
- Hi.

You don't have a drink.

Uh, I don't have a drink.

Allow me.

Okay.

There's a stain on the ledger
that I can't ever erase.

And you are?

Her name was Natalie.

I loved her the moment
I saw her.

Bernard warned me not to.

It really didn't fit
the lifestyle.

But I married her anyway.

Come out, come out,
wherever you are...

She wasn't like me.
She wasn't into drugs.

Maybe at first
I thought she'd...

save me or something.

But in the end,
she came my way.

And I was glad...

because I was getting
deep into it.

The more I cooked,
the more money I made,

and the more I thought
I was making my new wife happy.

But I was falling behind.

I couldn't afford
this new life.

I was high the whole time
I cooked,

and I was cooking full time.

Then Bernard had some bad news.

Don't care how.

Find me some more.

Our line on the chemicals
dried up,

and the money
was about to do the same.

But what happened next
tore my world apart.

And no way to outrun your past.

The empire I'd built with
Bernard came at a cost.

I shouldn't have been surprised
when I found them together.

I should have put up a wall
to keep Bernard out.

But I didn't.

And when things went sour,
I pretended not to care.

Maybe I didn't.

What did you expect, Charlie?

Hm?

You know your problem?

You don't fight
for what's yours.

Sure, I do.

Really?
Then why are you doing this?

Always lookin' for the easy way
out, huh, Charlie?

That's how you end up
in a place like this.

You can give up my name
and play undercover hero.

Might have kept you out
of prison for the long haul.

But in the end, you can't
escape who you really are.

Don't you think it's time
to stop hiding, Charlie?

Face it, Charlie.

You know what you did.
You know why you're here.

I've done some bad things.

I've committed crimes.

I've lived life as a bad guy.

But some of the worst things
you can do,

they're technically not crimes.

Like...

How can you love someone
so much

and just destroy them anyway?

Because you're so afraid
of losing them.

Because you're so afraid
of winding up alone.

Because you can't live up there
on their level,

so you drag them down to yours.

And you lose them anyway.

Charlie...

I'm sorry.

Natalie survived,
but she left me not long after.

And now I know the truth.

I'm not here because I was
a bystander at a beat-down.

I'm here because
I deserve to be.

And just like that,
I'm getting out.

Koz had met the judge
and the DA to plead my case.

When the judge heard how deep
I was undercover with the Vagos,

he agreed to help
keep my cover safe

by throwing out all the charges
against everyone,

except Schizo.

Quick, you believe this?

I told you they didn't
have a case.

We're walking free, bro!
Ha, ha!

Walking out of there,
I should feel relieved.

But I know, I know it's only
a matter of time

before the gang
starts asking questions.

And when they do,
my time is up.

And my reckoning
will be at hand.

For now, it's back
to the game board.

Hi, Charlie.

Hey.

But I can't see more than
a move or two ahead.

Two months out of jail,
I can't get enough of the road.

Whenever I can,
I get on my bike.

Sometimes I think
how easy it would be

to just keep on going.

Just never come back.

But that'd just be
another kind of prison.

I don't know if we can ever
make good on our past mistakes.

But my time is prison
made me sure of one thing...

I want to finish my job
with the Vagos.

Hey.

Hey.

Where you been?

Out.

How much longer is this
gonna go on for, Charlie?

As long as it has to.

What more could they need?

They need more.

And there's always more.

They need more
on Schizo in particular.

They'll have him for a year
or more on that assault charge.

Is there anything else
he could be charged with?

Anything at all?

Hey...

Hey, you can tell me.

What's gonna happen to us,
Charlie,

when this thing's over?

You even thought about that?

Do we have a future?

This whole time I haven't
thought past my next move.

That move involves Schizo,
who finally made bail.

Somehow, he's the guy
I gotta nail.

He calls our first
church meeting in months.

Things have changed.

Where the hell is Stash?

You know, I wouldn't
expect him back.

Yeah.

Little bitch scared to show up

after all that he talked
about me, right?

What about Darko, anybody
hear anything about Darko?

What is it?
You know something?

I hear that he...
will be here.

What the hell does that mean?

Maybe you should ask Felix
about that.

Why the hell would Felix
care about Darko?

Well, 'cause Felix just
green-lit Darko

for his own chapter.

His own chapter?

And you didn't think
that this was important enough

to tell me about it?

I just did.

Sounds like you're gonna
be able to ask him yourself.

I'll deal with you later.

Looks like you heard.

I see you brought your little
runt bitch with you.

Well, least I'm not a punk.

You come and tell me that
to my face.

Whoa, whoa.

You lay a finger
on anyone in my chapter,

I'll kill you.

Oh, you're gonna kill me?

Well, you came
to say somethin'.

Say it!

Anyone that doesn't want a punk
as their chapter president

is welcome to join me
in my new chapter.

It's now or never.

What about it, boys?

I live here, man.

Quick?

I hear you manned up in jail.
Could use you.

Gonna stuck it out here, Darko.

Your loss, dude.

Any one of you
shows your face again,

I'm gonna kill you!

They're dead weight, right?
Yeah.

I sense a little
hesitation there?

Hm?

I'm still here, Skitz.

You with me?

What I say next
has nothing to do with loyalty.

I'm with you right to the end.

All right.