(thunder rolls)
(retching)
(toilet flushing)
(water running)
(engine starts)
Woman: Evening, handsome.
Man: Hi, Lucille. How you've been?
Lucille: Okay.
- Waitress: Evening, Hank. - Hey, Betty, how's your mama now?
She's good.
Lucille: Here you go.
So...
How you been?
- Pretty good, and you? - Pretty good.
How's Sonny?
He's all right, I guess.
(humming)
(knock on door)
Vera, how are you doing?
- I'm good, how are you? - I'm good.
Here.
It's all right.
- You want a drink? - Oh yeah, thanks hon.
Sonny: Wild Turkey.
Vera: I'm sore, so go easy, darling.
Yes ma'am.
(panting)
- Thanks, Vera. - You're welcome.
Yeah.
What's the matter, hon? You look so sad.
Sonny: I'm fine.
Hey?
You wanna get something to eat?
- Talk? - Take care, Sonny.
(folk music playing)
Morning, Pop.
This shit's cold. I'm gonna get some more.
Pop: What the hell are those niggers doing out there?
I said something to you. Did you hear me?
Yeah.
Damn porch monkeys. Be moving in here soon.
Sitting next to me... watching my TV.
There was a time when they knew their place.
Wasn't none of this mixing going on.
Your mother, she hated them niggers, too.
Tell them to get the hell off my property.
- You put that thing down. - Boy: We came by to see Sonny.
I don't give a damn who you come by to see.
Get them out of here right now.
Hank: They're your buddies. Tell them to get out of here.
What are you standing there for?
You watch your ass, all right?
(TV playing)
- You got everything you need? - Yeah.
- Hank: Be careful walking around. - Yeah, yeah.
(TV playing)
Man: You see these two boys here?
They're my sons.
They were on my property.
No need to be scared of no little boys. They ain't come to hurt you.
No need to be letting off no shotgun to tell them to leave, either.
You understand?
Then keep 'em off my property.
They're friends to your son, okay? He invited them here.
They ain't trespassing, they ain't hurting nobody.
Man: Next time you wanna play cowboy, I'm over here all the time.
Well, you keep them off my property.
- I think you heard me, sir. - I think you heard me too.
All right?
Come on boys, let's go.
Aw, shit!
- You're all right, Dappa. - Yeah, I'm all right.
- You're sure? - Yeah. It was loose.
Yeah.
Did you see what you did, Sonny?
Yeah, I'm sorry. It was my mistake.
- Yeah, it was. - It won't happen next time.
Let's just keep going till we get it right.
(laughter)
That's none of your business.
- (more laughter) - Woman: Woo!
I'm surprised you're talking like that to me.
- You being a woman, you know? - I'm a liberated woman.
Better watch out, Georgia Ann,
Tommy's gonna sue you for sexual harassment.
Georgia Ann: Oh, that's okay.
Booter, how you doing?
Just give me the $2.50, Sonny.
I got it, Booter.
- You keep the rest of it. - Thanks, Mr. Grotowski.
Hank: Just like I said, no more mistakes, all right?
I wanna make damn sure nobody makes any mistakes, especially you.
So when it gets time for us to do it...
you can't mess up.
That goes for me too, and the rest of them.
You ain't no different then us, you can't screw it up.
- (Dappa mumbles) - Yeah.
- That's Hank's boy. - Georgia Ann: It's in the genes.
Yeah, but he's a boy.
- Yes, he is. - He will be a man tomorrow.
Man: In England, they give the guy a party the night before.
They call it the Monster's Ball.
They don't want no lawyer, no preacher, or anything like that around...
So, it's just you and me.
We can't think about what he did or anything else about him.
It's a job. We have to do our job right.
- (buzz) - (gate opens)
Man: I've been drawing a lot. What about you?
Boy: Yeah.
Look here, we ain't got a lot of time.
I'm going to give you all my drawings...
all my clothes.
When you get older,
they may fit you and you may want to wear them.
I'm not gonna see you again after this?
No.
Why?
- 'Cause I'm a bad man. - Who says?
I do.
But I want you to know something.
What?
You ain't me.
- Yes I am. - No, you're not.
You're everything that's good about me.
You're the best of what I am, that's what you are.
This man you see sitting here today, you ain't.
Hey, baby. You look nice, today.
You always look nice.
Tyrell, did you tell your daddy what you won at school?
Oh yeah, right.
My drawing's getting used for the school magazine cover.
- You know what I did? - What did you do?
Go on, just tell him. Don't be playing no guessing games.
Tyrell: I made a picture of you...
sitting alone...
in jail.
The theme was solitude.
Way to go, Ty. Way to go. Put it there, boy.
Not too bad.
What's going on with the car?
It's leaking radiator fluid.
Take it in right away. Have them check the hoses.
The car get too hot, you're gonna be in trouble.
The house?
I'm losing it.
I can't afford to make the payments no more.
Not no more.
Man: I'm sorry, baby.
Ty, let me and your mama talk for a second.
Okay.
Man: Come on, now.
Only reason I'm here, so you can say goodbye to your son.
Okay.
I been coming here for damn near 11 years, Lawrence.
And I'm tired.
I'm tired of coming here.
- Officer #1: Time. - So soon?
I got to get going, baby.
Time for me to go, Ty.
I'm gonna call you. You wait by the phone, okay?
Come on now. You got to let go.
Woman: Come on, Tyrell.
For every time I hurt you, I'm sorry.
Officer #1: Come on.
Officer #2: Ma'am, let's go.
Let's go.
Officer #2: Ma'am, let's go.
- (door closes) - I know my way out of here.
Come on.
Hank: He don't have any outstanding appeal, so...
looks like we're definitely gonna do it tonight.
Everybody okay?
- You all right, Georgia Ann? - I'm okay.
Hank: Dappa, is that hood ready?
Yeah, it's fixed and ready to go.
All right.
Anybody got anything to say?
Hank: Tommy?
Tommy: He likes to draw. It calms him down.
Draw?
- Yeah. - Okay.
Phil, will you make sure he's got whatever it is he needs to draw with?
Yes, sir.
Hank: Tommy, why don't you lead us in prayer?
Okay.
- Guard: Open cell 1 3! - (buzz)
I'm here for your stuff, man.
Tommy: ...that the Lord save us his anointing.
Ye will hear Him in His holy Heaven,
and the saving strength of His right hand.
Be careful with this.
Don't worry about it, man.
- Close 1 3! - (buzz)
Worry's all I've got.
...some in chariots, some in horses.
but we remember the name of the Lord, our God.
They're brought down and fallen, but we are risen and stand upright.
Save us, Lord. Let the King hear us when we call Him.
TV host: Sky surfing is when you skydive,
with a board attached to your feet, and try to do different maneuvers.
A camera flyer flies with a camera on top of a helmet,
filming the sky surfer...
and flies with the sky surfer for capturing the moves.
My camera flyer is my husband, Craig O'Brien.
Sonny: I'm gonna put these on nice and loose.
Everything's gonna be okay, right?
Yes, sir.
What about my last phone call?
Warden says it's a bad idea.
Turn around.
Maybe you could call my son and tell him that I tried.
I don't think so.
Sonny: Okay.
- Open 1 3. - (buzz)
TV host: Our freefall is usually around 60 seconds,
and the normal altitude we jump from is 1 2,500 feet.
Let's go.
- Hank: Close 1 3. - (buzz)
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(beep)
(buzz)
Lawrence: Where's my paper and pencil?
It's my right to have my paper and pencil.
Hank: I know.
Your paper and pencil's on the way.
I promise you it is.
(TV playing)
(keys clicking)
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Here you go, Lawrence.
Is that done?
Sonny: Let's see.
Wow. That's nice.
It's real nice.
I don't look this good in person.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
You're welcome.
You all right?
Sonny.
- Just breathe. - Hank: Sonny.
Sonny, sit down.
I said, sit down. Sit down.
Come on, Lawrence. Come on, buddy.
Let's go. It's all right.
Just let go.
- (Lawrence breathes heavily) - Let go.
Let go. Come on.
Come on.
Lawrence: I've always believed
that a portrait captures a person...
far better than a photograph.
It truly takes a human being to really see a human being.
Wait a minute.
Come here.
What the hell is this, Tyrell?
What did I tell you about eating this shit?
Didn't I tell you don't be eating that shit?
Look at this. Look all this fat!
This fat ass! Look all this nasty fat!
Where they at?!
Look at all this candy!
You ain't eating all this candy! You crazy?!
Look at this room! It's a mess!
Why is it a mess? 'Cause a fat piggy lives in this room!
Get your ass on this scale!
Get on the scale! What does it say?
- Tyrell: 189. - 189?!
You ain't lost no weight!
(Tyrell cries)
Come on.
Let's go wait for your daddy to call.
Warden: It is ordered and adjudged
that the judgment pronounced and set forth
sentencing the defendant to death
in the manner and by the authorities as provided by statute,
shall be executed at this time.
Lawrence Musgrove,
do you have anything you'd like to say?
Push the button.
(breathes heavily)
Hank: Hey. Do you know what you did?
Are you listening to me?
Do you know what you did?!
You fucked him up! You fucked up that man's last walk!
How would you like it if somebody fucked up your last walk?!
You're like a woman, like your fucking mother!
You shouldn't have done that, you son of a bitch!
Get up, you fucking pussy!
You are a piece of fucking shit!
Do you understand me?!
- Easy, easy! - Get your fucking hands off me,
- you fucking nigger! - Hank! Hank!
- This ain't you! - This is me, Phil! This is me!
And I'm the man who could have your job!
Don't let me catch you touching anybody that outranks you again!
- Do you understand me? - Yes, sir!
"Yes, sir"?
- I don't want to hear you. - I just keep the peace.
You piece of shit!
You got-- bleeding.
Sonny.
Get up! Get out of my goddamn house!
You get out! Come on!
You lousy piece of shit!
Get up!
What are you gonna do, huh?
What are you gonna do?!
See? How do you like that, huh?
Are you a tough guy now? Are you tough?
Say something.
Say something!
Get up.
You hate me.
Answer me.
Sonny: You hate me, don't you?
Yeah, I hate you.
I always did.
Well, I always loved you.
Hand me the scissors.
Hold on a minute.
- Where are you going? - I want to put these up.
- How much? - That'll be $2.85.
Billy, I'm moving as fast as I can.
I'll put this dress on and I'll be right there.
- You don't need to. - Damn car still acting up.
It's not just your car. You've been late every day.
I've been trying. I need this money.
- I'll lose my house. - Look,
go home, relax. Take some time off.
You shouldn't be here right now anyway.
That's why you should have given me the week off.
- With some pay. - We already got a new girl.
Hank?
- Let's get this over with quick. - Is there a passage
- You'd like me to read? - No.
All I want to hear is that dirt hitting that box.
He was weak.
You can say something if you want, once we've covered him up.
- How are you doing? - All right.
- You want to see a menu? - No, I know what I want.
What you gonna have?
A bowl of chocolate ice cream...
and a cup of coffee.
- Black, sugar, cream? - No, black.
- That's it. - Is that it?
(dialing)
Hey, Vera, it's Hank.
Is it too late?
Chocolate ice cream. Here you go.
I'll take a plastic spoon for the ice cream.
Oh, Goddamn! Sorry about that.
- It's all right. - Shit!
I didn't mean to do that. I'm sorry.
Bring me some napkins or something.
I'm sorry about that. And you said a what--
Plastic spoon.
- Where's Lucille? - I'm trying to fill in for her.
- Hank: I'm ready to pay this. - Yep.
- (machine beeps) - What's the deal here?
I don't know. I just overrang this thing.
If you can't get it open,
tell me how much it is, and I'll pay you for it.
$3.92.
Here's $4.00. Keep the change.
Thanks.
Vera: Hey, cowboy, feel like some late-night pussy?
Hank: I guess so.
Haven't seen you in a while.
Yeah, well...
I ain't been feeling too good.
Busy with this and that and the other.
- How have you been? - All right.
Good.
So how's Sonny?
I can't do this tonight, Vera.
- Are you sure, hon? - No, not tonight.
- I'm sorry. - No need to be. Some other time.
All right.
You can keep that money.
Vera: I'm going to.
Adios.
- Man: Have a seat, Hank. - Thank you, sir.
I appreciate you seeing me.
Man: What brings you here?
Sir, I'm resigning
and I wanted to come by and tell you personally.
I appreciate that, Hank.
Why don't we wait a few weeks before we submit the paperwork?
That wouldn't do anybody any good to wait on that.
I've got my mind made up.
All right.
We're gonna miss you.
I brought my badge in and...
- Why don't you keep it? - I ain't got no use for it.
Hank: There you are, Pop.
We got each other...
son.
- Remember that. - Yes, sir.
I quit the team.
That was a mistake.
I can't do it anymore.
You're reminding me of your mother.
I guess that's bad, right?
Your mother wasn't shit.
That woman failed me.
I got more pussy after she killed herself...
than I did when she was living as my wife.
The point is...
she quit on me.
You're doing the same.
Leticia: Goddamnit!
Let's go. Hand me my purse.
Come on. Get out!
- Why, Mama, what's wrong? - We've got to walk.
(honking)
Tyrell, get off that street!
You'll get yourself killed.
Don't do that! Don't do that!
Hank: This is jim-dandy. This is just what I'm looking for.
Hank: At the same time, it's the most expensive one.
But if you're willing to talk price a little...
Attendant: We put quite a bit of work into it.
We could talk about it.
Hank: Let me think it over. You have my number.
- Attendant: All right. - It was a pleasure.
- Hank: Nice seeing you. - Nice talking to you.
See you.
Come on, T. Let's go.
That's what you think your mama looks like?
Yeah, sort of.
- See you in the morning? - Yeah.
- You too, young man. - Bye.
Bye-bye.
Come on, T. Get up!
Leticia: Help me!
Help me! Wait!
Wait!
Come back here!
Help us!
Please, help us!
Help us!