The Escape Page #2

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YOU OKAY?

I THOUGHT I WAS GONNA DROWN.

[ CHUCKLES ]

GUESS I KIND OF PANICKED.

[ THUNDER RUMBLES ]

THE OLD MAN WANTS TO SEE US.

HES PISSED.

THANKS, TOM.

DAMN IT, HICKMAN.

THIS IS THE THIRD TIME

IN THE LAST 18 MONTHS

YOUVE BEEN INVOLVED

IN THE DEATH OF A PRISONER.

YOURE SUPPOSED TO BE SETTING

AN EXAMPLE FOR YOUR MEN.

I LIKE TO THINK:

I SET A GOOD EXAMPLE.

OH, BULLSHIT!

THERES MORE ABUSE COMPLAINTS

ON FILE AGAINST YOU

THAN FOR THE RES OF THE STAFF COMBINED.

COME ON, WARDEN.

THATS THAT PRICK CLAYTON.

EVER SINCE YOU LET HIM SET UP

THAT GODDAMN GRIEVANCE-COMMITTEE

THING, HES MADE MY LIFE SH*T!

KEEPS ACCUSING ME

OF ALL THESE PISSANT VIOLATIONS

CAUSE IM THE ONLY ONE

WHO WILL F***ING DISCIPLINE HIM.

LISTEN TO ME!

IM GONNA QUESTION

EVERY OTHER PERSON INVOLVED.

AND WHEN THEY CATCH CLAYTON

AND BRING HIM BACK,

IM GONNA QUESTION HIM, TOO.

AND IF I FIND OUT YOUVE BEEN

LYING TO ME...

WHAT -- YOURE GONNA SUSPEND ME?

NO.

IM GONNA FIRE YOU.

OH, MY POOR CAR.

ITS MY UNCLES.

HES JUST GONNA KILL ME.

[ THUNDER RUMBLING ]

WHAT WERE YOU DOING ALL

DRESSED UP OUT IN THIS WEATHER?

UH, I PLAYED CELLO

AT MY COUSINS WEDDING

THIS MORNING IN SPOKANE.

I THOUGHT I SHOULD GO, AND...

WHAT MADE YOU PICK THIS ROUTE?

WELL, THE FREEWAYS

CLOSED UP AHEAD,

AND DAVENPORTS:

COMPLETELY FLOODED.

SO, I DONT KNOW.

I THOUGH THIS WAS A SHORTCUT, BUT...

THEN THEYLL BE COMING

FOR YOU --

YOUR UNCLE, FATHER, MOTHER,

THE COPS -- SOMEBODY?

NO, I DONT THINK

THERES ANOTHER LIVING SOUL

THAT KNOWS WHERE I AM RIGHT NOW.

[ Chuckling ]

SO IM REALLY HOPING

THAT YOURE NOT AN AX MURDERER

OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT.

[ THUNDER CRASHES ]

[ DOOR SLIDES OPEN ]

CELL SEARCH!

HEY, WHERE WE GOING? HEY!

WHERE THE F*** ARE WE GOING?!

COME ON, YOU!

OH, NO. NO!

GET THE F*** OFF ME!

F*** YOU!

COME ON, NO!

NO, COME ON!

NOT OUT HERE, NOT -- F*** YOU!

-F*** OFF!

-I GOT HIM.

GREAT. UGH!

STRIP DOWN!

YOU KNOW THE DRILL.

LOSE THE F***ING CLOTHES!

LETS GO!

PANTIES, TOO!

AGAINST THE WALL!

NOW SPREAD EM!

YOU KNOW, THAT BUS DRIVER

WAS A FRIEND OF MINE.

SURE GONNA MISS OLD ROY...

NOT AS MUCH AS YOURE GONNA

MISS CLAYTONS STIFF DICK.

F*** OFF, HICKMAN.

AAH!

NOW, THERES GONNA BE A HEARING

ABOUT WHAT WENT DOWN

IN THE FOREST TODAY.

AS I RECALL,

YOU SEEM TO BE A LITTLE CONFUSED

ABOUT THE ACTUAL EVENTS.

I SAW WHAT I SAW.

I DONT THINK SO, F*GGOT.

AAH!

WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO

TO COMMUNICATE WITH YOU?

THANKS.

GOT A LOT OF WRITING HERE,

FRANK.

-LET ME SEE IT.

-COME ON, THATS MY STUFF.

AAH!

BURN IT.

OKAY.

LEAVE US.

IVE STILL GO SOME COMMUNICATING

TO DO WITH MR. NEWBY.

[ CHUCKLES ]

[ SHIVERING ]

SO, IS THIS YOURS?

I MEAN, WHAT IS THIS PLACE --

SOME KIND OF HUNTING LODGE?

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