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no shank meant for you.

That shouldn't be a problem,

old man.

The name is lrving.

I said keep your distance, cop.

I didn't say you could disrespect me.

Fair enough.

It works both ways.

No, it don't.

Respect in the pen,

it ain't no human f***ing right.

It's a privilege,

and you got to earn it.

You used to fight?

Don't touch my sh*t, cop.

Warden wants to see you, Bolan.

Get over here, boy.

Please, sit down.

Sit your ass down, convict.

So you were once

Detective Danny Bolan.

Life for a cop on the inside

is usually one thing--

short.

Thanks for the advice.

Smart-ass cops last half as long.

That won't be necessary.

You see, Mr. Bolan,

I have one objective

in running this facility--

that is to maintain a strict

and orderly routine

day in and day out,

which is why your presence here

is not a welcome one to me.

Now, we will do our best

to help ensure your safety,

but we're not your private

security company.

So I'll ask you to do your part

in avoiding trouble.

I don't want any trouble.

What you want, Mr. Bolan,

is a moot point.

I deal in realities,

one of which is that Anton Vargas

currently shares the same roof.

Now, I know you and he

have a history,

so you are to stay clear

of him at all times.

Is that understood?

Yes, Warden.

Understood.

Excellent.

Then we're done.

Move.

Okay, Detective Bolan,

we can talk here.

I used to be a cop myself.

I heard about that frame-up.

I want to help.

The problem is...

if any of the inmates see you

getting preferential treatment,

they're animals,

and they'll come after you.

But between you and me,

I want you to know

I'm gonna do everything I can

to make your stay here

a living hell.

F*** you!

F*** you!

Get up. Get up!

F*** you, you p*ssy.

F***ing coward.

Like the warden says,

we are not your private

security company.

Welcome to the f***ing jungle.

Holy sh*t.

Oh, I got a bad feeling about this.

You somebody special?

Your own table and all?

Like I said,

it's all about respect.

I've earned mine over the years.

And yes, you can sit at my table.

Thanks.

So you're recovering from

your little party with Kirkman?

It's going to take a lot more

than that to break me.

Just deal with what you've

got to deal with.

Don't bring it on yourself.

And I'd stay away

from the creamed spinach.

No doubt.

So what do you know

about Anton Vargas?

Top dog in here.

Crime boss.

Runs a fight circuit

in the basement.

Inmates go at it in a cage,

fight sometimes to the death.

Big money on it.

And the betting goes far

beyond the walls of Blackwater.

Burke know about this?

Vargas has the warden in his pocket.

Kirkman, too.

How is that possible?

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