Locked Down Page #4

So you say you are

innocent, Mr. Bolan?

Does it matter?

Police officers may think

of us as the Rat Squad,

but I'm an officer

of the law as well.

I went to academy, graduated,

and realized that cops

need to be watched

almost as much

as the criminals do.

Fact is, lA can help good cops

just as much

as it can bring the hammer

down on the corrupt ones.

Which are you?

I am, in fact, innocent.

It does appear some strings

have been pulled

in order to lock you up

in the very same place

where criminals

you put away are doing time.

What are the chances?

I'll be in touch.

Wait. Please, Gwen-- Ms. Bauer.

Listen to me.

As clichd as this may sound,

my grandfather was a cop.

My father was a cop.

He died in the line of duty.

This is all I've ever known.

It's in my blood.

I would never, ever shame my family

or the memory of those

who passed before me.

Believe me when I tell you,

I've been framed.

If that's true-- if--

I will do everything I can

to clear your name

and get you the hell out of here.

Anton, my man.

What's up, dawg?

So why the meeting, Rollins?

The fights.

I hear the wagers are coming in

from as far as the East Coast now.

Even getting some action

out of Canada and Mexico?

Absolutely right.

My boys and me started this sh*t

back in the day.

And your point?

I let you take this to the next level,

and that little paper you're giving me

just ain't gonna cut it anymore,

now that there's real money flowing.

Let me tell you something.

Firstly,

you didn't let me do anything.

And secondly,

I'll give you and your boys

whatever I want.

So if there's nothing else,

end of conversation.

F*** you, Vargas!

Kirkman.

Doesn't it look like our inmates

might be making a break for it?

You tell me, Mr. Vargas.

Go away.

Okay, dog sh*t.

All of you, back inside!

Good to be king, baby.

Lights out!

Hey, man.

Thanks for getting me

the laundry room gig.

No need to thank me.

I had my reasons.

Yeah? Like what?

You know, you shouldn't

stand around talking, Danny.

It's a good way

to lose your new job.

Well, thanks anyway,

you cantankerous son of a b*tch.

Hey.

Remember me?

You put us in this sh*t hole.

Now we're going to f*** you up.

Sh*t, boy.

Looks like you got some moves.

But I'm gonna get my ass kicked

for just protecting myself.

Don't worry about it.

Them boys covered the cameras.

Guards didn't see who was fighting,

and these Asians,

they ain't going to rat.

Why not?

Like I keep telling you, Danny.

Respect.

Keep that warm till I get back.

Kirkman.

You preparing to start

your evening rounds?

Yes, sir.

Or course you are.

In the meantime, I'm concerned

that order is at risk

here at Blackwater.

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