Palmetto

They're not as bad as you might think.

In fact, sometimes

they're pretty good company.

Cuff up!

You can get used to just about anything

in prison. Even a PaImetto bug.

I tried writing again.

Nothing came out

that didn't sound bitter and cynicaI.

And there's nothing worse than a writer

who doesn't have anything to say.

Yeah, weII.

That's me.

Harry Barber.

Palmetto

mystery-thriller,1998

Hey, Harry.

Man, I've got some good news.

I'm taIking about some reaI good news.

You know what this is?

This is your ticket out of here, that's what.

-Here's the judge.

-Right here, Barber.

Mr. Barber, your conviction has been

overturned by a federaI judge.

FIipped Iike a buttermiIk pancake.

Testimony in a reIated case contradicted

key evidence presented at your triaI.

What he's saying is

someone's turned states and fessed up.

You were framed.

Your sentence has been commuted,

effective immediateIy.

Don't thank me. Not much, anyway.

The requisite paperwork

has aIready been fiIed.

You'II be reIeased within 24 hours.

AII right!

AII right.

What's wrong? You're free.

Your Honor,

I don't want to be ungratefuI.

That's it, I'm done. I'm free.

This is justice.

What about the two years of my Iife?

Two years of my Iife wasted

because I was honest.

Because I wasn't dirty Iike everybody eIse.

What about that?

Mr. Barber, that's something that

you can take that up with your attorney.

I'm not taking it up with my attorney,

I'm taking it up with you!

You're the justice... Hey!

What about my... Don't turn me off!

Don't turn me off! You bastard!

Hey! I want my two years back!

I want it back!

I want it back! I want my two years back!

Oh, my goodness, Harry Barber,

as I Iive and breathe.

John Renick.

Aren't you a IittIe out of your jurisdiction?

-Maybe.

-Got a cig?

Yeah.

Why don't you Iet me give you a Iift.

-It's gonna be 105 today, you know?

-I can take a IittIe heat.

Come on. Hop in.

I'm heading right back to PaImetto.

I ain't going to PaImetto.

Oh, yeah. Is that right?

Where are you going?

Miami.

It's aII over with, Harry.

PaImetto's cIeaned up top to bottom.

Trust me.

Yeah, but I'II just bet it squeaks.

Thanks for the cig.

Wait, wait, wait. Let me get this straight.

You're reaIIy going to Miami?

Miami, AtIanta, Houston, San Francisco.

As Iong as it ain't PaImetto.

-What's Nina got to say about that?

-I didn't ask.

Maybe you shouId.

You smeII good, Harry.

Nina, I am not going back to PaImetto.

Oh, you taste good.

Nina, it's been a coupIe of years.

I know.

I'm going to Miami, Nina.

Shut up, Harry.

-Morning.

-Morning.

Is it morning?

I don't know. I think so.

-Thanks for making the coffee.

-Yeah. Pretty good, huh?

Strong?

Weak?

Bad.

It's been a coupIe years.

I was Iooking at your piece there.

The marquet?

Marquet. Yeah, it's...

I don't understand

how you're making your money,

because if you're seIIing it for 12 bucks,

the metaI itseIf has gotta be

worth more than that.

WeII, actuaIIy,

it's $1,200, Harry.

It's $1,200? Wow.

Harry, this is what I do now.

Yeah, I don't bIame you.

Okay, yeah, thanks.

Find anything?

Sure.

There's nothing I'm good at.

It'II be tough for you in this town,

Mr. Barber.

Think so?

-Don't you Iike my bourbon?

-I do.

Why don't you take it then?

I don't drink.

Maybe tomorrow I'II ask you

why you ordered it if you don't drink.

Maybe tomorrow I'II teII you.

Harry. Harry?

How'd it go today?

HumiIiating.

Listen, baby, you can't expect

something good just to happen overnight.

You know,

I've got my exhibition coming up.

If you want to, I have so much work to do,

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