- Excuse me. - Yeah?
I'm looking for a mechanic. Anybody here fit that description?
I might be able to help you. What do you need?
I need it fixed right away. I need someone who knows what they're doing.
I'm not that busy. So, what's the problem?
I'm not sure. Maybe you ought to get under the hood and check it out.
Yeah, maybe I better.
Looks okay from here.
Great customer service.
Little bit of cleaning, little bit of paint...
...this place will be ready for business.
About time for me to play in the Super Bowl.
Those guys are gonna take you apart.
Okay, we're gonna do it this time! Ready?
- Okay, ready? - Yeah!
Hike!
To the left. You can do it. Cut back.
Here it comes.
All right!
Okay, suckers walk. Suckers walk.
Hey. Hey, suckers walk. Go on. Suckers walk. Come on.
Suckers walk!
- Hey, Frankie, what's that mean? - It means everything's okay.
So how do you think I did?
Pretty good with the sixth graders.
You really know how to make a guy feel great, you know that?
What's the matter? We don't look too happy today?
I'm missing you already.
Pretty soon you'll be so sick of seeing me...
...you'll pray to have some time on your own. You know that?
- I don't believe you. - Yeah, believe it.
Now that's Italian.
- I gotta go. - No. No.
- I gotta go. Yes. Yes. - No. No.
So I'm not so good against 10-year-olds? I should try a different sport?
Yeah, golf.
- Golf? - Yeah.
- Wanna see my swing? - I'd like to see you in whites.
- Some swing. - You see me on the golf course?
You're lucky I have a sense of humour. I would take that personal.
Time to go to work.
- All right, be good. - Bye.
Wait a minute.
I got something for you.
What's this?
It's supposed to bring you luck.
It's nice.
Thanks.
I could use it.
- How'd it go, Frank? Good furlough? - The best.
- Did you see that game? - I have to admit, I missed it.
- It was awesome. - Was it?
- Yes. You missed a good one. - I missed a good one?
- I had more fun than you this weekend. - I bet you did.
Here you go, Roger.
- How's the diesel running, Jimmy? - Forget it. It stops, it stalls.
- It don't go. - You got water in the fuel line.
Open your mouth.
- You sure? - I'd bet time on it.
- Take it off. - All right.
I'll see you later, Jimmy.
- I'll give you more starch next time. - Yeah, do that.
Say hi to the wife. How you doing there, man?
Frank! What'd you bring me?
Here you go. Go kill yourself.
- I thought you'd bring me a girl. - I had one...
...but the guards decided to keep her.
I can't depend on you. Let me ask you something else.
- Did you go see the garage? - It's beautiful.
- No garage I ever stuck up was beautiful. - This one is.
Can I tell you something? I'm getting out soon. I don't come cheap.
But you know I know my way around cars. You need help, call me.
- I fix them, I don't steal them. - I was framed.
What? I was framed.
- What is this, Jimmy? - I don't know, but it's official.
Crack 210.
- On your feet, Leone. - What do you want?
- Take him. - What are you doing here?
- You're being transferred. - Transferred where?
- That's not necessary. - Step back! He's in our custody now.
You got the wrong guy!
Transferred where?
Talk to me. Where am I going?
- Get in there now! - Where am I going?
Hey!
Where are we going?
Hey! Talk to me!
Let's go, Leone. Come on!
- Get his ass out here! - Come on, get out!
- Where the hell are we? I wanna know! - Shut up!
You got the wrong man! You made a mistake!
There's no mistake.
Welcome to Gateway, Leone.
- Drumgoole? - That's Warden Drumgoole, convict.
- Captain. - Move him!
Move your ass!
Let's go. Come on!
You'll be issued one bar of soap, two rolls of toilet paper per month.
Somebody steals... Turn your ass around!
Somebody steals them, or you lose them, wipe your ass with your shirt.
You have one uniform. Your number is 5-1-0. Remember it.
This is C-wing. You will eat, shower and take your yard time with your wing.
There's 6 counts a day. Miss one, you're in the hole. Miss two...
...I will put you in the house of pain.
Convict...
...two things. One: I am Meissner.
Two: Never fuck with Meissner.
Inside.
- Sir, what about the cuffs? - Let him get used to them.
You better watch your back, man!
Come on, guys. Let's go.
Nineteen-one.
Nineteen-one! Crack it!
Oh, yeah, you better not eyeball me, boy.
How were your accommodations last night? Like your mama used to do you?
- You did his mama, didn't you? - Twice.
Hey!
Open the door! You hear me?
Hello, Frank.
In the old days, the warden would've come down that private passageway...
...to this execution chamber to witness the putting to death of a criminal.
120 men and 4 women were electrocuted in that chair before it was retired.
Beautiful, isn't it? When I came here, it was falling apart. I restored it...
...put it back into working order to remind me of how things ought to be.
It's nearly five years since you escaped from Treadmore.
- Time flies when you're having fun. - In all my years as warden there...
...you're the only one who escaped. - So I read in the papers.
Yes, you did. You and your lawyer saw to it...
...that everything made it into the papers. The media.
Distorting the facts, making a criminal into a hero...
...and a warden into a criminal. You took my future away from me.
You and those politicians. They sent you to Norwood. That's a country club.
I ended up here in Gateway, the worst shit-hole in the system.
You don't remember, do you? I asked you.
No, I begged you, Drumgoole. Do you remember that?
I had two weeks before I was released. I asked for one hour to visit...
...with that old man before he died. - I was doing my job.
There's a lot of ways to do your job!
You could've given me an escorted leave, could've had armed guards.
You broke the law. You broke the law, and I was punished!
- I got five years. I paid my debt! - Not to me. But you're going to.
I've only got six months left on my sentence.
In Gateway, six months could be a lifetime.
This is hard time. You have no rights here unless I give them to you.
You feel no pleasure unless I tell you you can. This is hell...
...and I'm going to give you the guided tour.
Okay, tough guy. Open your mouth. Roll your tongue around.
You trying to kiss me, huh?
Let me see your ears.
What are you looking at, asshole?
- You check his nose? - Checked it.
Good.
This is a delousing chamber. Don't breathe.
X ylon-profic gas can be harmful to your lungs. Stand with your legs apart...
...arms out and away from your body.
When I tell you, take a deep breath. Hold it for 30 seconds.
Start now.
Ten seconds.
Not yet. He can take more.
Braden...
...you'll learn that inmates are physically more capable than you could imagine.
If you underestimate them...
...it will cost you dearly.
Watch out for the birds.
- What the hell you doing? - Sorry.
Yo, Billy, get that weight.
Move it, ace. That's my spot.
That's my spot too.
- Any spot that isn't yours? - Nope, they're all mine.
You wanna use it, you gotta pay.
Not so fast, ace. I'm not gonna gouge you.
That little thing around your neck, that'll buy you a spot for the day.
- Put a fucking hole in your heart. - All right, break it up! Break it up!
I said, break it up! Back off!
Spread 'em. Back off!
- All right, Weber, drop the shank. - There ain't no shank, Braden.
- All right, let's go. - You motherfucker!
- Spread 'em, goddamn it. - You're making a big mistake, asshole.
- You go in the hole for carrying that. - Where's your witness, your evidence?
Well, where is it?
- He saw it. - He didn't.
- You saw him carrying the shank, right? - I didn't see nothing.
- You're making a bad mistake, Braden. - Get him the fuck out of here!
He would have put that shank in you. What did you cover for him for?
You got your rules, we got ours.
Hey, hey, hey. I do know the face, and I do know the name.
Hey, Frank. Frank Leone, right? Name's Dallas.
I was in Treadmore right before you busted out.
- You were on A-block, weren't you? - Yeah, I was on A-block.
- Good memory. - Treadmore doesn't have an A-block.
- Watch your feet. - Okay, dig it.
Look, look, I was there on transfer, man.
Less than two hours, but I know all about you.
- You're looking at a devoted fan. - D.T.A.
D.T.A., okay. What's that, man?
Don't trust anybody. Words to survive by. Watch your feet.
- D.T.A. - D.T.A.
You gotta trust somebody. Let me hip you to the joint.
See this fat tub of shit? That's Manly. His partner's Wiley.
They're sadistic pigs. They ain't happy unless they hurt you.
I mean, if the warden wants to put the boot to you, he uses them.
The black dude in the booth is Captain Meissner.
Now he runs the guards, okay? He's one bad dude.
We already met. I gotta do my work.
Okay. Okay. Cool. Cool, man.
So listen, Frank...
...when you decide to make your break, and I know you will...
...you come talk to me. You come talk to Dallas.
Okay? Anything you want, anything you need, man...
...I can get it. Anything. All right? Okay?
No way. No damn way!
You're always crying about how you need a man who knows engines.
I brought you the man, Homes.
Look, don't "Homes" me. The only thing you brought is trouble.
- Come on, Eclipse. - I heard all about you, Leone.
Whatever is between you and Drumgoole ain't coming in here.
The boys ain't got no problem with me. I ain't got no problem with the boys.
Come on, Eclipse. You're making me look bad.
- I promised the dude a job. You owe me. - I don't owe you or nobody nothing.
Hey, you! Get your face out of that motor! Get your face out of there.
You don't know nothing about motors. Stay away from it! Okay?
It's been a while since I've seen an old 265 small block.
That's the last time you're gonna see one in this shop.
Come on. Frank, we can work this out. We're all gentlemen here.
It's his place. He knows what he wants. It's okay. Thanks anyway.
Thanks. You made me look beautiful. I appreciate the endorsement.
Hey, Frank. Hold up, man.
You didn't want this job anyway, man. Greasy fingers, oil on your clothes...
- Don't worry. I'll take care of you. - That's what I'm afraid of.
- All right? - Prison joke.
I lost my watch. Why don't you give me a hand looking for it.
Roll your ass on out of here, man.
Officer Vazquez, you ought to put on a few pounds. You look frail.
Frank, I meant what I said. I'm gonna get you something good, easy, cool.
- You're gonna love it. - Shut up. Get inside. Shut up. Inside!
Here's your shit from Norwood, Leone.
All right. Lock in!
Problem?
No, I got no problems.
I wanna know what's going on.
All I know is that he's in the general population...
I don't give a damn about the general population! I wanna know about Frank.
- I'm not leaving... - Calm down. He's all right.
He was a model prisoner at Norwood. Why bring him here?
Routine transfer.
- Hey, Frank? - What?
Hey, man.
- It's hot in here, man. - I know. But at least it's easy.
I know, man. I'm sorry, I didn't do too good.
Walk with me. I gotta show you something. It's important.
- No. Here, you try. - No. Come on, man.
- You'll like it. - I'm not into hard labour.
- It's cool. It's easy. - Okay. There. I'm burnt out. Come on.
Come on, you're gonna love this.
Watch the steam, Frank.
I got these off this old trustee. He did the plumbing here.
Everybody thought he was a nut. Doesn't mean he wasn't smart.
- Come on, hurry up. - All right, cool.
The tunnels under every cellblock, they lead to the steam plant, okay?
I go out across the steam lines. Dig this.
I shimmy, okay? Across the steam pipes to the sally port, okay?
Over there, there's trucks coming and going. I wait for my time...
...l'm on a truck that's leaving. I'm dearly departing Dallas, man. Huh?
You're the doctor. Operate. I want your professional opinion.
Let's run it backwards. I see these trucks. They stop running at 9:00.
At 9:00, the tower guards are at full staff and all the inmates are awake.
Before you go 10 feet, every con in the joint knows you're gone. And this thing...
...this shimmy? - Shimmy slide.
You're gonna shimmy slide across 200 yards of steam pipe...
...running at 160 degrees and get away with it?
You try, they'll change your name from Departing Dallas to Deep-Fried Dallas.
- Just a thought, man. - The thought that counts.
- I got a plane to catch. Thanks a lot. - Hey, Dallas?
You got a cigarette?
It's my last one. Here. Go ahead. Finish that.
It ain't much, but it's the thought that counts, right?
Last call. Mess hall, last call. Mess, coming up.
Looks like some delicious garbage stew. Just like Mom used to make.
That's why I shot her.
- Can I have some gravy, please? - You want some gravy?
- Here's your gravy. - You got it all over my food.
- Move! - What's your problem?
- Nothing. Move it! - What's that kid's story?
In for murder.
Claims he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Waiting while his buddy bought beer. Didn't know the guy was packing heat.
Two guys dead. Kid's doing the Big Bitch now: Double life.
He'll make parole when he's about 400.
Move it! What are you, a slow study or what?
Screw that guy.
So I didn't get a chance to make the reservation...
...so why don't we get a seat over there.
- What are you doing? - Taking this.
- Why don't you go take something else? - I'll throw you through this table.
- Want some cake? - Are you chumping off on me?
- Not hungry. Want this? - Who are you?
Nobody. Here.
- I'm on a diet. This spot taken? - Why don't you stand up to that dirtbag?
Shut up. He just saved you a lot of healing.
What's your name?
Why does anybody need a name in a joint like this?
Helps when you get mail.
Oh, yeah. I need a name? They call me Killer.
That's original. Did you think that up, or did someone give you a hand with it?
- I call myself what I want, okay? - Okay.
Killer, this is Dallas. I'm Frank. Dallas, what do you think this is here?
- Wanna give me an idea? - These might be peas.
They might not. They might be toxic waste.
Who cares? It's all crap.
- Eat vegetables to grow big and strong. - Stick your vegetables. Nobody asked.
We got 325 other killers in here. Most, unlike you, live up to it.
Put your leg in the aisle. Be ready to move.
Hey, nobody tells me to do nothing, all right?
You always gotta be ready to move first. You just might make it to first base.
First base. There's a name for him, huh?
- It's good to be outside. - It's cold.
It's not that bad. It's good to keep moving.
How come you got this up attitude? How can you be up in this joint?
It's a mindset. Your body has to be in here, but your brain doesn't.
As long as you keep moving, you don't become a piece of this place.
- What's that, like, guru stuff? - Yeah.
- Maybe I should become a guru. - You getting sarcastic?
Fucking birds.
Fucking birds don't eat in the rain.
- Yeah, well, they'll come back. - You save your bread for me tomorrow?
Yeah, sure. Put that on your list, okay?
Thanks.
Why you talking crazy, man? It's a waste of time.
To you, it's a waste. To him, it's all he's got.
That's more than you got. In here, you gotta respect that.
You don't get much, and what you got, you gotta protect. You know that?
You don't know nothing yet. Come on, let's run.
- Come on, Frank. - Bitch, bitch, bitch.
I'm gonna get wet. Send you my laundry bills.
Feel something, Leone?
Wanna play? They're a man short.
Hey! I'm talking to you!
Hey, punk! When you gonna paint your nails and answer to the name "bitch"?
- You got a big mouth. Keep it shut. - You fucker, I'll tear your ass off!
You wanna play? We'll play. You talk too much. Let's play.
Goddamn right we'll play. You and I'll play later, you little fuck.
You want more, Leone? We got more for you. Come on. Come on.
- Stay down! - That's a cheap shot!
- What kind of game is this? - This ain't no game. This is a lesson.
- Got something to say? - Yeah.
- Say it! Say it! - First down!
Fuck you. That's your last one! You're dead, Leone!
You'll never last the fucking game!
Get in there, hit him. Come on, get in there.
Set!
Hut-one. Hut-two. Hut-three.
I'll beat you up, man.
Frank!
Hut-one. Hut-two. Hut-three.
Fuck up! Get over on that other team. That's who you're playing for anyway.
- What took you so long? - You need the help...
...and I need the exercise. So call the play.
You're dead, Leone!
- Shit, what hit me? - F-train, son. F-train.
Don't lay down on me now. Come on.
Come on, Leone. Come on, you son of a bitch!
All right, I'm going over tackle on two.
All right, Frank!
Ready.
Set.
You're dead!
Hut-one.
Hut-two.
Go, baby!
Come on, Frank!
We did it!
Hey, come on Wiley. Come on, man!
Next time I want, you give.
Move it. Out. The game is over. Let's go. You don't listen, do you?
- You okay? Come on. Come on. - Put him down!
You ain't no doctor. He's on his own. Get inside.
Real badass, huh?
See you inside, Leone.
Count time, 10 minutes. All inmates will return to their wings for count.
Let's go, men!
You won't break me.
Still interested in the job?
Yeah, I am.
You sure know your way around an engine. Who taught you?
This old man named Galleti.
Took me off the street when I was 14.
Taught me that I could do something besides hanging out on corners.
- Where is everybody? - It's quitting time.
- Is that who you broke out for? - Yeah. I owed him.
Tell me, what put you in the joint in the first place?
One night these punks broke into the garage and put a beating on Galleti.
The whole neighbourhood knew about it. The cops knew.
But these punks were connected, so the cops didn't do anything. I did.
So after all the smoke had cleared...
...these guys were in the hospital, and I was doing time for aggravated assault.
- Care to join me in a little contraband? - Why not?
I can see why they call you Eclipse.
- I do block a lot of sun, don't I? - That you do.
I had a guy on the outside that used to get me good Havanas. Not this crap.
But someday... Someday.
Yeah, someday.
- That's not bad. - At least they're cheap.
Eclipse, what do you got hiding back there?
That's my baby.
- Good bodywork. - Call this here vehicle Maybelline.
- Hello, Maybelline. - This is my baby.
Nice.
There it is. '65 Ford Mustang V8.
Two eighty-nine, with 225 horsepower.
- When did you last turn her over? - She's been dead for 15 years.
Couple guys tried to get her going and couldn't. I'm a body man myself.
- Mind if I give it a try? - It's a dead issue.
Nothing's dead around here until it's buried.
Save the headstone, man.
Easy, easy...
Eclipse. Nothing's dead till it's buried. Did I tell you that?
I love it!
- A toast. Let's do the poem, all right? - What poem?
- The poem. - It's a jailhouse poem.
- Something we all wrote. - Excuse me.
When we're in a sober mood We worry, work and think
When we're in a drunken mood We gamble, play and drink
But when our moods are over When our time has come to pass
We hope they bury us upside down So the warden can kiss our ass
- Amen! - I like that.
- You like that, huh? - It's a little catchy.
This is the best. I mean, this is good, man.
- What's wrong, man? - Nothing.
I wouldn't smoke around this, but it tastes as good as any dollar wine.
Check, please.
Wait. When my moods are over
And my... That's not it. Wait a minute.
You married, or thinking about it, or what?
Are you proposing to me? You're not my type.
- No, I'm not married. - Not married?
- Plan to get married when you get out? - Yeah, that's the plan.
- You know, I had this really nice girl. - Yeah?
She was nice. And we were in love.
And we started talking about getting married.
She's got three brothers, like, about 1 percent retarded, these guys.
They throw a beating on me.
Some guys don't appreciate romance.
Don't take it personal.
She wrote me for a while. Then it just stopped.
That's when it hit me: I ain't ever gonna be with a girl again.
I'm gonna end up like Eclipse, kissing pictures in magazines.
There's so many things I ain't done.
- I ain't never learned how to drive. - What?
I ain't never learned how to drive a car.
I hope we don't get a speeding ticket. I'd hate to end up in jail.
Don't be a wise guy. You wanna learn to drive? This is the best I can do.
Okay. Now cut it sharp. That's it. All right.
Hang a left on 42nd Street. We'll go to Broadway and check out the action.
Broadway? We're doing circles in a garage.
Come on, First, work here with me, okay?
You wanna stay here or check out the action?
I wanna check out the action, of course.
- Turn left on 42nd Street. - I got it.
Look, the place is jumping. Look at the action here!
Check out those ladies! Wanna come for a ride in my new car?
- Hey, baby! - They ain't responding.
They're not your type. When were you last in Atlantic City?
- I ain't never been there. - You are now. What do you think?
- I don't know. What does it resemble? - It's the best. Look at the lights.
The Boardwalk is jumping day and night.
It's hot music. You got high rollers. You got parties.
You got money. You got gambling. You got 10,000 chorus girls!
Hey, baby, wanna come for a ride in my new vehicle?
Man. Yo, that was great, man.
I hate to tell you, your engine just blew a rod. You're ready for Indianapolis.
You got the touch.
Frank, let me ask you one favour, man.
I appreciate the drive and everything...
...but none of this is real unless I hear this engine kick over just once.
If I turn the engine on, the guards will bust in here and grab us...
...and throw us in the hole forever. Forget it.
Come on, Frank. Just for 10 seconds. It'll last for the rest of my life.
You're such a pain in the ass.
Come on, Frank. Let me just hear that engine. We built it, man.
All right, go on. Ten seconds.
Yeah! All right, looking good!
- Ain't that great? - It's beautiful, baby.
Hit it, one time!
All right, one more time.
Damn it, Frank.
Okay, turn it off. You got it, you did it. Turn it off.
Hey, kill it, Frank. Come on, man.
Come on, First. Turn it off.
If I turn it off I ain't never gonna turn it on again, right?
That's right.
Please, turn it off, First.
- First! - Sorry, Frank.
Oh, shit!
Frank, turn it off and get him out of that car.
Get him out!
Frank, get on that kid.
Stop that kid!
Look out!
First! First!
First, turn it off, you crazy bastard!
All right, stop that car now.
I repeat, stop that car now!
They're gonna kill you!
- This is Meissner. Stop firing. - The warden said...
- Goddamn it, I said stop firing! - Hold it, hold it.
First, turn it off! Hold it. Hold it.
Look out! Look out, Frank. Look out, man!
Get out of the car! They're gonna kill your ass.
- Did you see that ride? - Are you crazy?
- It's beautiful. I can drive. - It's beautiful...
All right. You're one crazy son of a bitch, you know that?
Move!
- You bought yourself a trip to the hole. - Leave Frank alone!
Let's go, let's go. Break it up! Break it up! Let's go.
Let him go. You have the wrong man.
- Take Leone to the hole. - Back off.
- Six weeks. - It was my fault, sir!
Save it.
Get off me.
Captain?
I want five inmates. Give me a bat. I wanna break up this car.
Hold it right there, now!
I want you to watch this, Leone.