Sharkansas Women's Prison Massacre Page #2
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baby.
[ Growling ]
[ Screams ]
Day's almost over, Mike.
One more hour,
and we can take 'em home.
Roger that, Carl.
Hey, where's Sammy?
Last I saw her,
she cut her arm
with some glass.
I thought she came back here
to the van for some first aid.
Like they'd have anything more
than a 10-year-old Band-Aid.
- So, where is she?
- Beats me.
Maybe she took
an unscheduled vacation.
Get my drift?
That wouldn't be wise.
- Where's Pines?
- She cut her arm.
I sent her to you
to get it fixed.
Well, she never showed.
You better go find her.
Ladies, question.
Where's Pines?
All right, look,
if you know something,
anything,
it'd be better
if you tell me now
before it goes any further.
Understood?
Okay, three words,
guilt by association.
You know
what the wardan's like.
This will not go good
for any of us
Just a guess,
she was jonesing
for a swim in that stream
over there all afternoon.
Maybe she went skinny-dipping.
Mike, she may be down
by the stream.
- Go check it out.
- But--
No "but," all right?
Just check it out now.
Right.
Let's just hope
this is one
big misunderstanding.
Hey, Carl, get down
to the stream quick.
All right, ladies,
let's go see
what Mike has found.
After you, sir.
On the contrary,
Ms. Gunners, after you.
Arkansas manners
still apply here.
Is that--
Yeah, it's hers.
So, what'd she do,
strip down and escape
in her undies?
Not if some accomplice
was waiting
with a new wardrobe for her.
That's not possible.
One of us would have known.
Yeah.
Tough keeping secrets
in stir,
especially an escape.
How would someone
from the outside
have known we were gonna
pull over right here?
I didn't even know
where we were
gonna stop till we got here.
Nevertheless, she's gone.
I gotta call this in
immediately.
Mike,
take 'em back to the van.
Keep 'em rounded up close.
Yes, sir, boss.
You heard the man, ladies.
Let's get moving.
Michelle,
you're bleeding, girl.
- What?
- Your arm
- is covered in blood.
- How'd you get cut?
It's not me bleeding,
hitches.
It's this tree.
It's covered in blood.
That's right, sir.
She just up and disappeared.
Seems weird.
Her sentence was up
the end of next month.
That's right, Warden.
Chopper's in the air
before we left the site.
I'm sure we'll find her.
Warden, I--
Sir, are you there?
Sir?
Damn cell towers
ain't worth a damn.
Yeah, I lost my bars
about ten miles back.
Stop, and see if we can help.
That's against regulations.
Clearly states
that you're not--
Give it a rest, will you?
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