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Alcatraz (2018)
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[] Even if hard You love someone When that someone Don't love you I'm so destructive I broke anew I've got those Downhearted blues Once I was crazy 'Bout a man He mistreated me All the time The next man I get Has got to promise me To be mine All mine Trouble, trouble I've had it all My dear Trouble, trouble I've had it all My dear You'll see less trouble Once you follow me To my grave [CELL DOOR LOCKS CLANKING] [FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING] My name is James A. Johnston, and I am the warden of this institution. When you break the laws of society, they send you to prison. When you break the laws of prison, they send you here. Now this is a fortress over a mile from dry land, surrounded by freezing water, and home to this country's most dangerous criminals. And it is meant to be hard because we are not primarily seeking to rehabilitate, we are seeking to punish. So let's get something straight. Your life is no longer defined by the outside world. Your reputation as a criminal and as a human being counts for nothing in here. Here, you are just a spoke on my wheel. Now, it's my hand that turns this wheel. You do your time quietly and peacefully, my wheel keeps spinning round and round. And happily, we can move forward. You do anything to slow my wheel down, or bring it to a halt, and I will rain down so much fire and brimstone on you it will make the good lord himself jealous. Week in the hole, that'll seem like a summer vacation. And for those of you who haven't bothered to listen, because perhaps you're harboring some hopes of escape, I suggest you listen to this. This prison has the highest level of security on God's green earth. No one has ever escaped from here. And as long as I've got breath in my body, gentlemen... no one ever will. Welcome to Alcatraz. [FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING] [SIREN WAILING] [] [GUNSHOT] JOE: Backs against the wall. Backs against the wall! SAM: You heard him. Backs to the fucking wall. - JOE: The wall. - SAM: You heard him! - JOE: Backs to the wall. - SAM: Don't move a muscle. BERNIE: Why no keys? JOE: Backs against the wall! BERNIE: Where's the fucking key? SAM: Guess the shoe's on the other foot now, huh? JOE: Bern, find their keys! Fuckin' keys in here everyday. SAM: Where's the fuckin' keys! Get off me, you fucking psycho. [KEYS JINGLING] JOE: What's wrong, Miller? You worried we might wanna have some fun with you? Or you worried you might enjoy it? You sick bastard. - [MAN CHUCKLING] - Fuck it. - Lageson. - [MAN MUTTERS INDISTINCTLY] You think you're one real bad motherfucker, don't ya, huh? I don't take orders from convicts. [HOLLERING SARCASTICALLY] Hear that, boys? He doesn't take orders from convicts, huh? Mister upstanding guard of the United States Of Incarceration. Let me tell you somethin', Lageson. I've been to the puppet show, and now I hold the strings. We're standing here ready to play a little game, and you don't know what I'm capable of. So let's dispense with the pregame, and go straight to the fourth quarter. On your fuckin' knees. On your fuckin' knees, boy. Down! I'm gonna count to three, Lageson, then it's good night. You can't kill me, Joe. You need me. I got these two other little bulls for that. Good night, Lageson. One. Two. Okay, Joe. Okay, you... You win. Where are the fuckin' keys, Lageson? Come on! They're on my belt. Bern. Take them. - [KEYS JINGLING] - Find the one we need. Pull anymore shit like that, and I will fuckin' send you to kingdom come, you hear me, Lageson? [PANTING] Come on, Bern! Joe, I can't find it. What the fuck you mean, you can't find it? I didn't touch any of these three. JOE: Have you tried them all? All right, which of you assholes has got the key to the yard? Not all of us have the keys to every door. Just the sections we're assigned. So which of you assholes has got the key to the yard! Have you got the key, motherfucker? I don't have that key. Come on! Lageson? All the keys I've got are on the ring, Joe. You've got all the keys. Try em' all again, Bern. I've tried them, Joe. Well, try them all again, Bern! Come on! If he can't find that key, I'm gonna tear you inside out lookin' for it. [] [KEYS JINGLING QUIETLY] [WHISTLING] [SLAT CLANGS] [FOOD SPLATS] [PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] Hey, you're the new guy, right? There's lots of new guys. [CHUCKLING] Yeah, yeah. I'm Nags. Man of few words, huh? What's your name? CLARENCE: Clarence. Well, you know, Clarence, I'm a man who knows how to get things. Oh, yeah? What kind of things? Whatever you want. I'm good, thanks. If you don't have any money, that's okay. There's other ways we can get things around here. Oh, yeah? [GIGGLES] Yeah. [PEOPLE SHOUTING] [CROWD HOLLERING] All right, stop, kid. [LATCH CLANKS] [LATCH CLANKS] [DOOR SQUEAKS] OFFICER: On your feet, boy. [SEAGULLS SQUAWKING] Hey, sis. Hey. Doin' okay? Yeah, yeah. As well as could be expected. Uh, where's Mom and Dad? You gettin' enough to eat in here? [SCOFFS] Uh... Yeah, yeah, I guess. Uh... I can't say I think much of the food, though. Where's Mom and Dad? I'm here, that's what matters. Alice. Where's Mom and Dad? They're not coming. Why? They, uh... They say you brought shame on the family. Well, so that's it? They just gonna cut me loose? I'll still come visit you. Aren't they supposed to be Christians? What about all that forgiveness stuff? I pray every night that they'll find it in their hearts to forgive. "Find it in their hearts"? I'm their son, Alice. They shouldn't have to find anything. Don't they love me? In their own way. They're just upset. Oh, they're upset? Look where I am. That's the thing with Mom and Dad, they only care about themselves, selfish pricks. - Come on, Clarence. - No, fuck them! Clarence, please. Look, let's... Let's just forget this whole thing, shall we? What do you mean? Don't come and see me again. I'm on my own in here anyway. No, Clarence, please! [] [SEAGULLS CHIRPING] Hey, kid. I saw what you did to Nags in the mess hall. [SCOFFS] You got balls, kid, I'll give you that. You see that guy over there? Yeah. He's a good friend of mine. Joe Christopher. Ever heard of him? No. Used to run a connect group on the outside. Christa Calla gang. Two bank jobs up and down the West Coast. Ended up in Chicago. Wanna come meet him? It's okay, nothin' to worry about. Joe's a straight up guy, and I told him what you did. And eh, he'd like to help you out. That's it, fuck. I'm gonna take him fuckin' down. Joe, this is the kid I was telling you about. What's your name, kid? Clarence Carns. Clarence, Joe Chris. How you doin'? Could be better, I guess. Heh. BERNIE: This is Marvin. And Sam. Hey. Good to meet you. Come here, Clarence. Business to discuss. [SNIFFS] JOE: That, uh, buchiach you tuned up. Nags Richmond. He's gonna be out of hospital tomorrow. Word around the campfire is you got a target on your back. [SCOFFS] Yeah, no shit, that's why I hit him. Yeah, well, when he gets out, he's not gonna be lookin' for a plaything or... askin' you out for a candlelit dinner. That piece of shit wants you dead. Problem is, he's a connected guy. Now, when Nags comes after you, you could get the better of him. Hell, you could even kill him. But then they'd kill you. Unless I take care of it. You want me to take care of it? You don't think I can handle it myself? [LAUGHING] Fuckin' balls on this kid. BERNIE: I told you. JOE: Ha! No, you can't. So if you help me out with this, what do you want in return? Smart kid. All right, nothing in life is for free. So what's the price? Your loyalty. It's important to have friends, especially in here. [] [PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] [GRUNTS] [MEN HOLLERING] Get out of here, kid. [GASPING] Come on, hurry the fuck up. [BANGING] [BROOM SWEEPING] [PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] BERGEN: What are you looking at up there? Thought I saw your wife changin'. You wanna talk about family? How's that useless, junkie son of yours doing? Oh, that's right, he's not doing so good. Got his head blown off stickin' up a liquor store for drug money. You fuckin' piece of shit. [BROOM CLATTERS] Go on, give me an excuse. OFFICER: Come on, Phil. We got better things to do. You missed a spot. Shoulda seen the kid's face when Nags hit the deck. He goddamn shit a brick. So what are you in here for anyway? Yeah. Buddy of mine, he held up this gas station in Oklahoma, and my friend, he was real nervous. He held the gun on a guy while I was cleaning out the register. All of a sudden, I heard this bang. When I turned around, clerk was lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood. My buddy took off, let me carry the can. Still ain't found that son of a bitch. Don't sound like enough to end up in here. What else you do? Me and couple guys... We busted out of Leavenworth. Guess you didn't get very far. Seven days on the run before they captured us. JOE: Not bad. Six years back me and Ernie Crout busted out of McNeil by stowin' away in a garbage truck. Got picked up after three days. Well, I guess we've all got our hard-luck stories. What's yours? Robbed a bank in New Haven, Kentucky. Did some time in Atlanta for that. I didn't like it much. I busted out. Yeah, old gramps here didn't even get a mile from the place, did you Bern? - [CHUCKLES] - Fuck you, Joe. [LAUGHING] You made a real good impression with Joe and the guys. He thinks you're a real straight shooter. Yeah, well, I guess I got you to thank for that. Listen, son. What I'm gonna tell ya, goes no further. You understand? Yeah. Okay, then. We bustin' out. Who? Me, Joe, Sam and Marvin. Yeah, but no one's ever escaped from this place, right? Well, some have tried. No one succeeded. First time for everything. - Where do I fit in in this? - A plan like this? We could do with a guy like you on the team. And you ain't gonna shoot your shorts when the heat comes down. How long they give you, anyways? Ninety-nine years. Eligible for parole after 30. Seems the right risk to take then, huh? [PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] [] Take a seat, Clarence. I don't know if you know or not but, uh... you're the youngest prisoner we've ever had here at Alcatraz. Yes, sir. Now, you should also be aware that that's nothing to be proud of. Of course, sir. Most of the prisoners we have here will never taste freedom again. They will die within these walls or within the walls of another prison. You, however, have the chance to be particularly unique. Given your age and with an exemplary record of good behavior, parole is still possible in your future. So with that in mind... do you really think it's in your best interest to keep company with a murderer and his associates? A man needs friends to survive in a place like this, Warden. Rather naive of you to consider a group of incurable reprobates friends. But make no mistake, Clarence, these criminals' loyalty is based entirely upon personal gain. The moment you cease to be useful, they will cast you aside without another thought. With all do respect, Warden, why the sudden interest in my well-being? You made it very clear we're here to be punished, not rehabilitated. Yes, normally that is true. But as I said, your case is unique. You see, Clarence, obedience to authority is a biblical principle. As it says in Romans 13:2, "Whosoever resists the authorities, resists what God has appointed. And those who do so will bring judgment upon themself." Now, by the grace of God, I have been given the task of punishing the prisoners of Alcatraz. Still, like most human beings, I like to keep a sliver of hope that some of them can be reformed. Unfortunately, hope to lead a civil life died for most of these men many years ago. The question you need to ask yourself, Clarence... is: What direction do you wanna take? My hope is you will choose a better life. And within these pages, you can find a new direction that will lead you to that life. By absorbing the wisdom within these pages, you can find salvation and repentance. But that is your choice, Clarence. I suggest you begin with John, 24 to 26. That is all. Yes, sir. CLARENCE: "So for the second time, the Pharisees "summoned the man who had been blind and said: "'Speak the truth before God, we know this man is a sinner.' "'Whether or not he is a sinner, I do not know.' "The man replied. "'All I know is this: once I was blind and now I can see.'" [PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] BERNIE: See what he's trying to do? CLARENCE: What? Turn you into a snitch. Look, I'm not a rat. Glad to hear that. Let me tell you a couple of things, Clarence. Everything the guys on the top do is designed to keep the little guy down. Now, the warden, he's at the top. He sees us as the little guys. He's trying to plant those seeds of fear and paranoia. Make us turn against each other. JOE: Bern? Can you give me and Clarence a couple of minutes? [SEAGULLS CHIRPING] Come here, kid. So Bern tells me he told you about the thing. He mentioned it, yeah. Well, if you want in, I gotta make sure you're a stand-up guy. I can't have a kid bricking his pants and slowing us down. Look, that won't happen. That's good to hear but seeing is believing, my friend. You know what I'm saying? So, what do you want me to do? There's a guy in cell block A, Micky Dallesandro. He owes me some money. You want me to collect? No, that ship has sailed. Final notice time. Final notice? Yeah. How would I, uh... How would I do it? Sam will take care of the weapon. Well, why doesn't Sam just take care of the whole thing? Look, kid. In my line of work, if you wanna be part of the crew, you gotta make your bones. If you do this little job for me, then I can relax, knowing you have the stones for the bigger job. So when do you want it done? Sam will get the weapon to you tomorrow. Point the guy out. Then it's up to you. Let me give you a piece of advice. Do it quietly, watch the guy, pick your moment. In and out quickly before anyone knows what the fuck happened. You make a song and dance of this, you won't see daylight for years. You know what I'm sayin'? Okay. Good. [SNIFFS] Bones and stones, kid. Bones and stones. [] [PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] What's this? Pass it on to the kid, he's fitting Dallesandro for a suit. Says who? Joe gave the order, Clarence agreed. Why the fuck ain't you doin' it? Kid's gotta make his bones, Bern. You know how it is. [SWEEPING LIGHTLY] Go on, that's enough. Can I have a word? What is it? You told the kid to put the button on Dallesandro? You got a problem with that? Sam or Marvin couldn't do it? You don't think the kid's got stones for it? Not sayin' that, he's just so young. You brought him into this, Bern. If he's old enough to do the other thing, he's old enough to do this. He hasn't done this before. What? I don't know, what if it doesn't go his way? Don't you think you're taking the same risk by making him part of the other thing? It's not the same, it's different. He could get out, start living his life again without wasting 30 fuckin' years. Why you pushin' this? I just don't think he should do it. He's the least experienced. Give me the job, and I'll take care of it, no problem. Look, Bern, I offered the job to the kid, he accepted it, so let's just drop it, okay? - But Joe... - [TRAY CLATTERS] You disobey an order of mine again, and I will slit your fuckin' throat. - Fuck. - [CUP CLANGS] Yeah, yeah. [SIGHS] I'm supposed to give you something. Something from Sam. Right. This sittin' well with you? It is what it is. You can be honest with me, you know? What do you want me to say? Okay, then. I'm gonna level with you. Never told anyone this before. What? I killed a few people in my time. Business related. Nothing personal. Not that that's any excuse. Thing is, every time I pulled the trigger it's like a flame inside of me flickered. It even went out once. It took me years to get that relit again. Look, I know this ain't gonna be easy... but this is the life. It doesn't have to be your life, kid. This plan, if it works, you'll get out of here. Go somewhere, start afresh. Forget about this miserable fucking place and everything in it. It's a lot harder to do that with a stain on your soul. That's what it feels like, you know? Some guys can put a button on a guy and feel nothing. But this... it stays with you. You don't know which one you gonna be until you do it. I feel like... I feel like everywhere I go, I carry those ghosts with me. You don't wanna be haunted like I am, trust me. If I don't do this for Joe... what becomes then of me? Overnight, my chances of survival in this place fuckin' plummet. [SEAGULLS CHIRPING] [PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] [SIGHS] [DOOR SQUEAKS] [URINE TRICKLING] [] [GRUNTS] Go, now. - But... - Just go. Joe asked you to do this, not me. You understand? Go! [DOOR SQUEAKS] How's it goin', Bern? Not bad. [SEAGULLS CHIRPING] Taking a bit of laundry, man. Weird habit. Yeah. You know, the rumor mill of this place is an interesting thing. Most of the time I don't pay attention to it, but... sometimes it brews up something that just catches your ear. Yeah? Like what? A friend with the laundry. Word around the campfire is the kid didn't close the deal. I heard he couldn't do it. You know, you're becoming a very strange man in your old age, Bern. What do you mean? You don't know what I'm talkin' about? I'm sorry. No. [LAUGHING] All right, Bern. Let's get our head in the game, shall we? Big day tomorrow. [] NARRATOR: Alcatraz, "The Rock," the mighty escape-proof jail in San Francisco Bay, dreaded by every American lawbreaker. It is dusk and within the prison, a mutiny of hardened life-term killers has become war to the death. Armed with weapons from the prison armory, the prisoners boast they will shoot their way out. Nobody has yet escaped from Alcatraz... alive. I tried each one at least three times. It ain't here. All right, get in here, on your knees! On your fuckin' knees! On your fuckin' knees! [PANTING] LAGESON: Joe? You need to call this thing off. Listen to me, even if you did have the keys to the yard, chances are you'd get gunned down the moment you stepped outside. Fuck that, Joe. We come too far to go back. LAGESON: That ain't true, no one's died yet. SAM: Don't buy that horseshit, Joe. Don't listen to him Joe, come on, you can change all this. No one needs to die today. Fuck him, Joe. If we can't get out, let's burn this motherfucker to the ground. Take as many bulls with us as we can. Starkly, boys, you start killing people now, and it will be a gas chamber for all of you. - [PANTING] - Joe, listen to me. We can get the warden down here right now. All right, shut the fuck up, all of you! I need to think! I can't think with you prairie dogs hollering in my fucking ear! Fuck! How many guards do they have hostage? Three. Lageson, Miller, and Weinhold. Okay. Well, considering the strategic disadvantage because of the hostage situation, I don't think we have sufficient custodial strength to move in again. But sir, w-we have to rescue those men. For all we know, they could be dead already. Precisely. There are too many variables to consider right now. [SCOFFS] So, what are we gonna do? Sit here and twiddle our thumbs while those bastards run riot? Bergen. We have never allowed a prisoner to escape from this jail. Do you really think I'm gonna allow these prisoners to change that reputation? No, sir. So as it says in Romans 13:4, "But if you do wrong, be afraid, for he does not bear the sword in vain. For he is a servant of the Lord, an avenger who carries out God's wrath on the wrongdoer." So, what's our next move, sir? Call General Stillwell. It's time to bring in the military. [] This is your final chance. All of you. Where is the key? I told you, we didn't have it in the first place. Lageson? God's truth, Joe. All the keys I had were on that belt. [LAUGHING] Shoot this piece of shit. Whoa, let's not make any rash moves here, he could still be useful to us. Shoot him, Clarence. Shoot him dead. What? Put one between his eyes, right here, now! Come on, Clarence! [] JOE: Come on, Clarence, huh? That's it, that's it. Come on, Clarence. Do it. Clarence, don't do it. What are you, the fuckin' boss? This is my fuckin' idea. Yeah, it was your idea, this totally... [MEN GRUNTING] JOE: Let the kid fight it out. Come on! Come on, Clarence. Wanna go, kid? You will not... Mr. Clarence. - Yeah! - [GRUNTING] [GRUNTING] JOE: Oh, that's the kid. Choke him. Choke that motherfucker. - Choke him. Choke him. Choke him. - [GRUNTING] Come on, Clarence! Yeah! Come on, come on, that's my boy. Yeah! [BOTH GRUNTING] JOE: Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! [GASPS] That's my fucking boy. That's my fucking boy. Put him out of his misery. [] Yeah. Put him out of his misery, or I'll put you out of yours. - Joe! - Shut the fuck up, Bern. This got nothin' to do with you. Now do it, kid. [] [GUNSHOT] JOE: That's my boy. That's my boy. Congratulations. BERNIE: Well, that's just great. - Now what? - "Now what"? Marv? OFFICER: No! Oh! Joe! What the fuck? Sam. No, no. - Joe... - It's all right, Weinhold. Joe, you don't have to do this. It's all right. I'm gonna let you go. It's all right. It's all right. Come on. Yeah, yeah, come on. Give me a hug. I'm sorry, shush. Shush, shush, that's it. That's my boy. That's it, it's okay, it's okay. It's all right, yeah, it's all right. It's all right. [GUNSHOT] [CHUCKLING] Why the long faces? Motherfuckers deserved it. You think they'd a shown us any mercy if roles were reversed? Fuck, no. Nice one, Joe. There are five prisoners we know of involved in the disturbance. Their leader appears to be Joseph Christopher. His background... Let me stop you right there, Warden. I don't need to know where these men came from, I only need to know where they're going. And that's straight to hell. The eyes of a nation are upon us. The hopes and prayers of liberty-loving people everywhere march with us in this moment. I haven't come here to issue an order to hold our position. I'm not holding a goddamn thing. Except the enemy... by the balls. Our ultimate goal here is to regain control of this institution and send a big clear message that you fuck with Alcatraz, Alcatraz will fuck with you. [] JOE: You know, there's something I can't get out of my head. Oh, yeah? What's that? JOE: I've always been proud of my ability to spot a liar. [SCOFFS] My mother, may she rest in peace, would say, "Takes one to know one." And I know my instinct has never betrayed me. When Weinhold and Miller said they didn't have the keys, they were telling the truth. They never had the keys. The real kicker is Lageson. That motherfucker was convinced those keys were on his belt. So what are you sayin', Joe? We got a traitor in our midst. [] Oh, come on, you're just being paranoid. Am I, Bern? BERNIE: Yeah. Well, someone's fucked me over, and I ain't never been fucked over. And I'm gonna figure out who the fuck it is. [WHISPERS] Miller? Miller? [GRUNTING QUIETLY] [SHUSHING] Be quiet. Be quiet. Be quiet. You have to be quiet. Can you lift your hands? [PANTING] You keep the pressure on that, you keep it tight. [PANTING] Okay, okay, okay. You two will advance on the west side exterior of cell block B, there's a window position there. I want you to drop two grenades in. You two, same process, but the west side exterior in cell block A. Two more grenades in that section. Now, they'll have a choice. When they see those grenades come in, they can either remain there and be blown to kingdom come, or they can run back into the corridor that leads to cell block C. You two will be positioned in cell block C. Soon as those sons of bitches enter, I want you to fill them so full of holes, they'll whistle as they fall. Bergen, I want you to take up a sniper's position here in the warden's office. That window has a commanding view of the whole yard. And if by some miracle those bastards make it that far, shoot. And shoot to kill. Got it. Okay, let's go! You know, they say it's the quiet ones you gotta watch. What do you say, Marv? You havin' yourself a little silent rebellion over here? I don't know nothin' about that key, Joe. I wanna get out of here, same as you. Gonna shine a spotlight on me now, Joe? Just givin' you a day in court, Sam. I think you deserve that. So, what do you gotta say about this here? I'm not a fucking traitor. JOE: So we agree there is one? Look, I don't know about that, Joe. [SCOFFS] You want my two cents? I thought we all came along on this thing 'cause we wanted the fuck out of this place. Makes no sense to hide a key and grind this shit to a halt. Why would anyone do that? Well, hell, Sam, I don't know. Maybe someone's not happy with the current leadership! Someone's disgruntled, perhaps. Somebody wants to stay here and make a play for the leadership! Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven. You think I wanna be the leader, Joe? Well, if you do, Sam, you remember this, heavy lies the head that wears the crown. How many people have I clipped on your say-so, Joe? Shit, I'd take my own mother out if you gave me the nod. And you're gonna stand there and question my loyalty? I wasn't disgruntled before, but I fucking am now, you crazy fuck! All right, Sam. [PATTING] All right, Sam. Take it easy. [] [GRUNTING, PANTING] [DOOR KNOB RATTLING] So, what do you gotta say about this, Bern? Not a lot, Joe. We haven't been seeing eye to eye recently, have we? Planning this shit ain't been easy, it's a lot of tension flying around. You wanna get out of here, Bern? Of course I fucking do, this whole thing's my idea. True. But maybe you got cold feet. Maybe your eyes are bigger than your balls. Maybe an institutionalized old fuck like you realized life on the outside was pretty fucking daunting. You know, Joe, if you're on a mission to piss off every member of your crew, well, you fuckin' succeeded. You're a clever man, Bern. You've given me a lot of words, but you haven't given me the right answer. No, Joe, I didn't take the fucking key. Happy now? Jesus. [CLICKS TONGUE] What do you gotta say, kid? You've been the source of some of the shit between me and Bern recently. Look, Joe, that was never my intention. [SCOFFS] It ain't your fault. Old Bern here has a good heart. Took you under his wing, took care of you. Real nice of him, don't you think? - Yeah. - Yeah. He's a real stand-up guy. But here's the thing. He's been in a criminal life for decades, and he's never risen above your standard foot soldier. Why do you think that is? I don't know, Joe, maybe he didn't want it. Oh, I think he did. The reason why he'd never been a contender for the top seat is... his judgment is fuckin' suspect. [SCREAMS] What am I supposed to do? Just stand there while you talk about me like I'm not even here? Back against the wall, Bern. Get back! [] - [RADIO STATIC CRACKLES] - GENERAL: Received, over. Await my command. [] Let's get down to brass tacks, kid. I've known these guys for years. When you do real time with someone, you really get to know them. You've only been here a month or two. And I'm just wondering if you can let a broken down old fuck like that get in your ear, who else could get in there? I don't know what you're talking about, Joe. Your meetin' you had with the warden. First thing I fucking did was come and tell you guys about it. That don't mean nothin'! Could be just covering your tracks. Covering my tracks on what? Being the warden's snitch. What the fuck? Well, somethin' don't smell right! Somethin' don't fuckin' smell right! The way we fuckin' planned this we had a 10-minute gap before that siren went off! When we grabbed those guns, that armed response was right there! What you think I'm the fuckin' rat, Joe? Well, it makes fuckin' sense, don't it? What'd the warden tell ya, huh? Put skids on the operation, you get a reduced sentence? - You lost your goddamn mind. - Yeah! That's the old way down for you. You know what, I shoulda smashed your fucking ears the moment this shit started. You fucking rat! What the fuck? You're making a big fucking mistake, Joe. Whoa, come on, guys. Bern, how many fucking years have we known each other? It doesn't have to be this way, man. Well, you shoulda thought of that before you pulled a gun on the kid. JOE [BREATHING HEAVILY]: Fuck. Come on, Bern, the kid's a fuckin' rat. He's a fuckin' rat, Bern! You're wrong, Joe. The kid may be many things, but he ain't no rat. JOE: Kid's a fuckin' rat, he's 'bout to go down with the dirt now. Shoot him, I'll put a bullet in the back of your skull. And I'll put a bullet in the back of yours. Put the gun down, Bernie, and back the fuck off. BERNIE: Fuck you. Back the fuck off, Bern! This kid's gonna get a bullet in the head. - You back off! - You first, Bernie. [] Grenades go in on the count of three. One. [LOCK SCRAPING] Back the fuck off, Bern! This kid's 'bout to go down! - Back the fuck off. - Fuck you. Two. [LOCK CLICKS] Three. MAN: Oh, fuck! [] [GROANING] Bernie? Bernie? Oh, come on, Bernie. Bernie? [PANTING] Bernie? Bar's closing, kid. Last orders. No, no, no, no, no. Come on, Bernie. Hang in there, man. Hang in there. Hang in there. What about you? Go on, get outta here. It's over, Bernie. It's fuckin' over. [PANTING] Not quite. The key to the yard. Go. Take it. Get... Get out of here. You can still make it. You had it this whole time? Yeah. Why? I'm tired. Leave me in peace. There's things we regret in this life. Chances you... Chances you didn't take. [SIGHS] [] [LOCK CLICKS] - GENERAL: One of the convicts? - That's Clarence. - Take him down. - No! - Sir? - GENERAL: Take him down, Bergen. No, this is my prison, General. I am still giving the orders around here. - I have a clean shot. - GENERAL: Take it! - WARDEN: Don't! - Take it! No, I said no! I need clarification. - Take it! - Don't! Don't you dare take that shot, Bergen. [CELL DOOR BANGS] [] NARRATOR: The spoon proves mightier than the bars at supposedly escape-proof Alcatraz Prison. Three bank robbers serving long terms scratched their way through grills covering an air vent, climbed the drainage pipe, and disappeared from the forbidding rock in San Francisco Bay. It appears to be the first successful escape in the history of the maximum security prison. And the flight is attributed by Warden Olin Blackwell to the deteriorating condition of the prison. Crumbling concrete and eroding metals with five million needed for repairs. [] The men the walls couldn't hold are Frank Morris and John and Clarence Anglin. Authorities believe that Morris, who has a superior IQ, masterminded the escape. Ironically, the wanted posters offer only the nominal reward of $50 each for information leading to the arrest of the prisoners. They painstakingly fashioned dummies of plaster with hair of paint brush bristles to stand in for them during cell check. While they covered an escape hole with a cardboard grill. All of this was within easy visual range of the guards in the gun galleries. They climbed drain pipes to the top of the cell block and then slid down fence to the ground. Again, all of this within sight of guards. The escape triggered the greatest manhunt in San Francisco's history, as agents of the FBI, Coast Guardsman, Highway Patrol, Sheriff Deputies, and local police join in the search. Whatever their fate, the three convicts have apparently accomplished a feat that many have tried with no success. [BIRDS CHIRPING] When did you get out? This morning. So... What do you want? Just to talk for five minutes. Okay. Thanks. Haven't seen this photo of us in years. [CHUCKLES SOFTLY] I always liked that one. That's the last picture of us together before you went to prison. You know, I... tried to visit you so many times in those first few years of your sentence. They told me you refused visitors. Yeah, I was a foolish kid back then. Full of anger and confusion. I figured you wanted to cut off all contact, so I just stopped trying. I understand. Why are you here? I was hoping that maybe one day I could earn your forgiveness. You know what Mom and Dad would've said about forgiveness? Only God forgives. Yeah. I'm guessin' you need somethin' a little closer to home. You know, Alice, I... I have so many regrets. I never should have cut myself off from you. Family always meant the world to me. So when Mom and Dad hurt me, I spent years resenting everyone for it. I couldn't deal with my feelings. I was just a stupid, young punk, who was scared and desperate. I see the truth now. You were all that I cared about most in this world. And I lost you. And now I know it was all for nothin'. You have to know that I had a whole different future planned. Wasn't easy growing up with our parents. We all make mistakes, especially when we're young. I want you to know, I don't hold anything against you. I never did. You've always been my brother, and you always will be. I just wanna be in your life again. Be a brother to you, finally. I'd like that. [SIGHING] [] CLARENCE: "So for the second time, the Pharisees summoned the man who had been blind and said: 'Speak the truth before God. We know this man is a sinner.' 'Whether or not he is a sinner, I do not know.' The man replied. 'All I know is this: Once I was blind, and now I can see.'" [] [] Well, I surely mama Tryin' to carry Your daddy by Well, I surely mama Tryin' to carry Your daddy by Said I want To let you know I grown most too high Then when you see your rider In and out the road When you see your rider Out and in the road Said she turnin' on a fan Like a 1930 Ford Ah, she doin' things That you don't ever know Said now she doin' things You don't ever knew Ah, stop and listen At the one note How she blow Said now stop and listen At one note How she blow When it stab anyone's heart Made them wan'ta go With my girl In the daytime I walk wit' her at night Walkin' my good girl In the daytime Walk wit' her at night Said I'm tryin' to teach And tell her How to treat A good man right Way you doing me, mama Says it's outta sight Way you doin' me, mama Says it's outta sight Said anything a kid may do Well, it be's all right I'm gonna jack me A paling From my yard's back fence I'm gonna jack me A paling From my yard's back fence I'm gonna put a whuppin' Learn the good girl Some sense Mm Mm Well, I do an' I do Double do love you Well, I do an' I do Do an' I do love you Say, there ain't nothin' About me Ain't the same 'bout you |
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