- Kate Rainwood: [Kate is visiting Virgil in prison] I'm here because we don't know what else to do. It's like they haunt Jimmie. And after they came to the house... we need your help. I mean, Jimmie's already introduced me to Malcolm, but he can only do so much.
- Virgil Cane: Those assholes have been riding high so long they think the only thing that can take them down is kryptonite. Of course, they are peabrained, dickless shitheads.
- [Kate laughs]
- Virgil Cane: Which is definitely in our favor.
- [laughs]
- Virgil Cane: Definitely!
- Kate Rainwood: You've been hoping for something like this, haven't you?
- Virgil Cane: [smiling] Let's just say it makes my decade.
- [turns serious]
- Virgil Cane: I'll get exactly the information that you need and I'll reach out to you real soon.
- Kate Rainwood: [impressed] You're just like Jimmie described you... a schemer and a charmer.
- [Virgil smiles]
- Kate Rainwood: Thanks for everything you did for him, Virgil.
- [they stand up and shake hands]
- [former LBPD Officer Parnell is being escorted into the prison main room]
- Virgil Cane: Hey! Officer!
- [Parnell looks around. Every inmate starts to glare at him]
- Virgil Cane: Ain't life a motherfucker.
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [Parnell and Scalise crash into Rainwood's home... he comes out of shower in a bathrobe and holding a hair dryer] He's armed, Danny!
- [fires gun, Rainwood goes down wounded]
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: He's down! He's down, Danny! I got him covered!
- [Scalise approaches]
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: All right, go ahead. Oh, god... whoa. Ohhh... this motherfucker scared the shit outta me!
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: [frisking Rainwood] It's a hair dryer.
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: What? What'd you say?
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: This guy's armed with a hair dryer.
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [chuckles nervously] Why would a guy take a shower during a dope deal?
- [they search his home and find nothing]
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [agitated] Hey this is 420, right? Huh? So where's the stuff? Stevie told me 420 Oak Way! It's gotta be here somewhere, man!
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: Mike, you told me 420 Oak Lane, not 'Way'! You said 'Lane'!
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: No, no, no, Danny! No, no! I told... I said 'Oak Way'! Tell me, what did I say!
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: You told me '420 Oak Lane'. Not 'Way'. It's right here.
- [produces bill with address]
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: 420 Oak Lane.
- [slams bill down]
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: Holy shit, Mike. We got the wrong house. This guy is a civilian. Shit.
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: No... just a second now.
- [pulls out memo pad with different address]
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: Oh no. FUCK ME! GODDAMNIT! JESUS!
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: Now take it easy! Just take it easy. Take it easy. We're gonna think this through.
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: There's nothing to think about, Danny. There's just too many people who want to see us step on our dicks.
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: We did step on our dicks.
- Kate Rainwood: They admitted to me that they framed Jimmie! What more do you want?
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: Secondhand conversations, Mrs. Rainwood, mean nothing. I told you that.
- Kate Rainwood: All right... they threatened me. Parnell said that your department was shit, and that you're a...
- [pauses]
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: A what?
- Kate Rainwood: A punk nigger with his nose up the brass's ass.
- Robby: So, what are you in for?
- Jimmy Rainwood: You don't understand, I don't belong here.
- Robby: Yeah, you're right! Nobody belongs in this shithole! Tough being a victim, huh?
- Lt. Freebery, Head Guard at Prison: I know you did it, Rainwood.
- Jimmie Rainwood: I don't know anything... about anything.
- Lt. Freebery, Head Guard at Prison: Well, you should know this. I can do anything I want with you in here.
- Jimmie Rainwood: That's right, lieutenant. People like you have been doing that for a long time now. It started out with those cops, went on through the trial, and now it's your turn, isn't it? Well, take your fucking turn! I don't give a shit.
- Lt. Freebery, Head Guard at Prison: Barlett!
- [guard comes in, Freeberry turns to Rainwood]
- Lt. Freebery, Head Guard at Prison: Ninety days in the hole. A man like you won't make it. You'll come out of there drooling all over yourself.
- Jimmie Rainwood: I wouldn't bet on that.
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [wielding switchblade] I'm gonna cut you in half!
- Jimmie Rainwood: I wouldn't bet on that.
- Butcher, Con: You gotta deal with that situation, or else everybody in here's gonna know you're a punk. Everybody, you understand?
- Jimmie Rainwood: No, I don't understand. What am I supposed to do, fight three guys?
- Butcher, Con: No, just one. Jingles, the one that braced you. Fist fights are for free men. You gotta get a piece and make a move.
- Jimmie Rainwood: What are you talking about?
- Butcher, Con: Do him.
- Jimmie Rainwood: You're telling me I should kill him?
- Butcher, Con: No, I want you to marry his motherfuckin' sister. You better get with the program, slick.
- Jimmie Rainwood: I'm not gonna kill a man over some toothpaste and some soap.
- Butcher, Con: If you don't off that buck, he and his partners are gonna make you their kid. They're gonna have you running errands, doing whatever. Hell, they might even make you real pretty. You ain't gotta stand tall in here... but you've got to stand up.
- Jingles, Con: [upon seeing Rainwood armed with the shank] I'm gonna take that piece and fuck you with it, punk!
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [Parnell and Scalise are walking back to their car on a side street after dinner, not knowing Fitzgerald is waiting for them] I gotta stop eating that Cuban food! It's ripping up my insides... ow!
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: You're gonna have to learn to start expressing your feelings, Mike. You're just a ball of repression.
- [Parnell laughs]
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: I'll give you repression. Right here's your repression...
- [feigns punch]
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: BOOM!
- [Scalise laughs]
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: Hey boys! We need to talk!
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [to Scalise] Well, look who's here.
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: Off the record. Kate Rainwood came to see me.
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [feigning ignorance] Kate who-wood?
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: You remember. You put her husband away.
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: So why don't you make your point?
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: She says you two guys threatened her.
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [feigning disbelief] Did she... did she say that?
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: [interrupting] Listen! The two of you, you stay away from her. Period!
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [contemptuously] Oh, fuck her! And fuck you! FUCK YOU! I think this internal affairs horseshit is going to your head.
- [turns away]
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: [Fitzgerald grabs Parnell and slams him against a garage door, kneeing him in the groin while doing so... Scalise draws his gun and aims it at Fitzgerald] Do it, Scalise! Do it! I'll break his fuckin' neck! You stay away from Kate Rainwood!
- [to Parnell]
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: And I don't like being called a punk nigger... BOY!
- [Scalise lowers weapon]
- Butcher, Con: [Jimmie is walking with Virgil in exercise yard after pickup basketball game ends... they pass Butcher and his gang] That's your fuckin' shot, Rainwood.
- Jimmie Rainwood: Hey Butcher-man, you still listen to those weight loss tapes?
- Butcher, Con: [shakes head] Asshole.
- Jimmie Rainwood: [to Virgil] They oughta wire the man's jaw shut.
- [Virgil laughs]
- Jimmie Rainwood: [Jimmie visits Virgil in the prison welding shop] Hey! How did you get my pass set up?
- Virgil Cane: Works around the joint. We do things for each other. Listen, somebody's gotta give you the game or you're fucked. It's simple in here. An insane place with insane rules. It all ends up being logical. If you're white, you hang white. Otherwise, the niggers are gonna eat you alive.
- [Rainwood hangs head in disinterest]
- Virgil Cane: You're not listening to me! Civil rights, brotherly love, all that shit, that gets left at the front gate. Right now you got a problem with Jingles. Now you can go to the Aryan Brotherhood for help... that asshole Butcher and his party. But in the end, they'll make you their kid. You'll be part of the AB for life. Or you can handle your problem by yourself. I got respect in here 'cause I earned it... anybody fucks with me, it's their life.
- [Jimmie turns on his heel to leave]
- Virgil Cane: Hey! Where are you going?
- Jimmie Rainwood: You talked and I listened.
- Virgil Cane: Hey! Hey... don't you be talking out of the side of your neck when I'm trying to do you a solid.
- Jimmie Rainwood: [returns] All right, all right. Let's get it all out on the table. Every time I turn around, someone's giving me advice. Mostly it's about killing. So what's your interest in me?
- Virgil Cane: There's not much chance I'm ever getting out of here. Those cops of yours are part of the reason. That's what we've got in common. I got my last armed robbery conviction behind them. The rest is my business.
- [puts mask on and resumes welding]
- Kate Rainwood: [Parnell and Scalise show up at the Rainwoods' home unannounced after Jimmie's release] What are you doing here?
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: Nice to see you again, Mrs. Rainwood.
- [leers]
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: You're looking very good.
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [with false solicitude] We had to make another call in this part of town, and we thought we'd stop by.
- [sits]
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: Mind if we sit down?
- [takes seat]
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [to Rainwood] Sit down.
- [to Kate]
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: Honey, get us something cold to drink, will you?
- Jimmie Rainwood: What the fuck's wrong?
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [yells] I told you to sit your ass down!
- [stands toe-to-toe with Jimmie]
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: [screaming] SIT DOWN! SIT DOWN!
- [to Kate]
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: Get us something cold to drink! Goddamnit!
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: Why don't you go do that, Katie?
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: What are you, some kind of a badass now, you did some time, huh? You can say 'fuck' and everything? Don't you ever come out of your mouth like a smartass with me! Rainwood... you know who you are? You are an ex-convict on parole, and you are owned by the state! The state believes the police! Not the ex-convict! Always!
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: Jimmie, I don't want you to think we're picking on you.
- [to Kate, who brings him a Coke]
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: Thank you.
- [to Jimmie]
- Detective Danny Scalise LBPD: We do this to every parolee we've busted.
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: It's kind of like preventative maintenance. Guys get weird ideas in the joint sometimes. But this call is special. You and your crusading cunt of a wife have caused us a lot of...
- [Jimmie lunges at Parnell, Kate and Scalise restrain him]
- Kate Rainwood: [yells] Jimmie, don't! Please don't!
- Detective Mike Parnell LBPD: You wouldn't let it go and it got you shit! No, go ahead Katie. Try to save him like you couldn't do before. From now on, Rainwood, you are a model citizen. If we happen to say 'shit', you squat. Understand that, and it might keep you out of jail.
- [Parnell and Scalise leave]
- Jingles, Con: [Jingles and his goons take Jimmie to a weight room where a prisoner is being raped by his fellow inmates] Now THAT bitch was sold to us by the Muslims! For ten cartons and some drugs! That made him ours! Only he didn't want to be sold... he wouldn't give it up to us! So we decided to roughen him, you know?
- [laughs]
- Jimmy Rainwood: [after witnessing the prison rape, Jimmie visits Virgil's cell, where he and Malcolm are playing gin rummy... they both look up] I'm ready to deal with my problem.
- Lt. Freebery, Head Guard at Prison: [at infirmary after Jimmie is beaten by Jingles and his thugs... upon seeing Rainwood in bed] Oh, man. Rainwood, why don't you do yourself and everyone else some good here. Give me their names. I'll make sure they don't bother you anymore.
- Jimmie Rainwood: [weakly] I fell.
- Lt. Freebery, Head Guard at Prison: You need some help in here. It's pretty obvious.
- Jimmie Rainwood: I might be new, but I know how some things work around here.
- Lt. Freebery, Head Guard at Prison: [sighs] Fine. You want to be known as a stand-up guy? Fine.
- Jimmie Rainwood: I fell.
- Lt. Freebery, Head Guard at Prison: When you get out of here, you're going to segregation for 15 days. Maybe that'll jog your memory.
- [leaves]
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: [Kate has set up a meeting between Jimmie and Detective Fitzgerald at a beach location] Your wife tells me you have a plan to put Parnell and Scalise away for a long time.
- Jimmie Rainwood: Yeah. Kate's told me good things about you. The problem is, you're a cop, like them.
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: I'm nothing at all like them. I'm only here because your wife asked me to come. You need a cop to make this thing stick. So if you have something, let's have it. Otherwise, forget it.
- Jimmie Rainwood: All right, forget it.
- [both turn to leave]
- Kate Rainwood: Are you crazy? You won't be fit to live with unless we go through with this and you
- [pointedly to Fitzgerald]
- Kate Rainwood: have been walking around with a stiff neck whining about proof since the day I met you!
- [to both]
- Kate Rainwood: Now work the fucking thing out!
- Jimmie Rainwood: [to Fitzgerald] What are you willing to do?
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: [sighs] At this point, almost anything.
- Jimmie Rainwood: Look, with your help, we can get these guys dirty and put 'em away.
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: What do I get if I agree?
- Jimmie Rainwood: You'll witness them buying cocaine.
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: [sarcastically] No shit.
- Jimmie Rainwood: You be ready on a half hour's notice. I'll give you the time and place. Just you. No one else.
- Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD: I'm gonna go along with you on this. But if you fuck up, and my ass ends up in a sling, you and I are going to go round and round.
- Jimmie Rainwood: [smiles] Well, I guess I better not fuck up.
- Jingles, Con: [to Jimmie as he's showing him a prisoner being raped in the weight room] You gonna be our kid... and I ain't hardly bullshittin'!
- Jingles, Con: [Jimmie is doing sit-ups... Jingles walks up and puts his foot on his chest, Jimmie looks up] Now you be cool, and everything'll be everything.
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