The Free World

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- Don't be scared.

You gonna be okay.

I know it don't feel like it

right now,

'cause all you feel is afraid.

But you got me.

You didn't used to,

but you do now.

See, I was where you are

67 days ago.

Mm-hmm.

They say it's bad

to count, but...

you just get so used to it.

And sometimes I wish I was back.

I do, you'll see.

You miss things.

Things you never thought

you'd miss.

They say the Prophet

wouldn't want us

talkin' like this...

'cause you unclean.

But I'm unclean, too.

I think if he saw your suffering

the way he saw mine,

I think he'd understand.

He saw it

and lifted it right up.

You gonna be okay.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, I know.

I know.

- Mo, get me a cart!

- Beatin' up on

helpless animals!

That make you feel right?

- Get out of my way.

- That is a life!

You hear me?

That's a life.

- It's a damn dog.

I'ma tell you again

to get out of my way

before I move ya.

- So move me.

- I'm calling the cops!

- Yeah?

What can we do for you?

Oh, hey, here comes the cavalry.

Hey, I know you, boy?

Hey, you're the Cyclops.

- Mo, just get back inside.

- Hey!

Hey.

Come on back here.

Both of ya, come on.

Little closer.

Ah, you're him, all right.

A free man.

After all this time now.

It must really be somethin'.

You know you got a felon

on the books here.

You know that?

- I do.

But it ain't him.

- Yeah, innocent, my ass.

I don't care

what the courts say.

You know, an innocent man,

he don't do the things

that you did in lockup.

- Can you please

just leave us alone?

- I've seen what you done

to those little girls.

I seen the pictures.

- He didn't do nothin'.

- That's not what I heard.

No, that's not what I heard.

- He not gonna make it, Mo.

Beat up too bad.

Punctured lung,

internal bleeding.

We got to help him pass.

- No, he gonna make it.

He'll make it.

- We'll give him the night.

But if he's still suffering

tomorrow,

we got to put him down.

- Shh, shh.

We're here.

- You okay?

- No, I ain't.

- Don't listen to nobody.

Especially some

good 'ol boy with a badge.

First couple of months are hard.

Gets easier.

- Poor thing.

And you alone can forgive sins,

so grant me forgiveness

and mercy.

Allahu akbar.

Thank you for your call,

you've reached Mohamed Lundy.

Um...

I'm outside right now, so, um...

Hi, this is Mohamed.

I'm, I'm not here,

so you can leave your...

You've reached Mohamed

and he's not here right now.

He's, um...

I bet you didn't sleep

last night, huh'?

My first night was hard, too.

Beat up, scared of the noise.

They say you make it through

that first night,

and you can make it through

any of 'em.

They got no saying for when

you get out, though.

Hold on. Just...

just hold on.

Shh, it's okay.

You're all right.

- You're okay, baby.

You're just tired.

Just tired.

- Mohamed?

It ain't right

what he did to that dog.

But it happens.

Every last one of 'em,

I want to break

their damn necks.

- Ain't no rules out here.

Killed a helpless dog,

ain't nobody does nothing.

- Things don't get settled the

way they do on the inside.

- Give it time.

Stuff starts to make more sense

each day you're out.

- We should bury him.

- Disposal regulation.

They'll give me hell.

Hey!

- Hey!

All the drugs are locked up now.

Go out the way you came.

Ain't nobody got to

know about this.

" Huh'?

Oh, oh, Charlie.

- Do you need help?

You want me to

call you somebody?

- Ma'am?

- Help me find him.

- Whoa!

- Why won't you

help me find him?

Why won't you?

- Ma'am?

Ma'am?

Uh, there's a van outside,

I'll get you

anywhere you need to go,

if you're in trouble.

- Hey, Miss?

Miss!

You got to-you got to-

- Help me find him!

- You got to stop here!

I can help you,

if you just...

- You have to help me find him.

I didn't mean to.

I didn't mean to-

- Hey, now,

you're scaring me now.

Don't...

- Ma'am!

Miss.

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey!

Hey, hey.

Hey, ma'am.

Ma'am!

Help me!

Hey!

Hey.

You all right.

You all right?

Help!

Somebody!

Hey, I didn't-

Touch you.

I didn't touch you.

I didn't touch you.

- Lady from

the Innocence Project

called this morning.

Wanted to see how you're doing.

Said you're doing fine.

Working on your people skills.

You know, it strikes me

you don't seem too happy.

To be out, I mean.

Most folks be doing back flips

to have their names

cleared like that.

Be out of Angola.

Breathin' fresh air

like a real, live person.

Bury the past.

Or it'll bury you, boy.

You hear?

- How you doin', ma'am?

Bismillah.

- Now, you need to

put that knife down.

- You stay away from me!

Get out of my way.

- I'm gonna let you leave now.

You need to understand

something, first.

- Get out of my way!

- No, hey, now.

Hey.

Listen to me!

Listen to me.

Listen to me!

Listen.

I didn't hurt you.

I didn't touch you.

I didn't touch you.

Now, you asked me to help you.

Understand that?

You understand?

- I'm not afraid of you!

- You ain't got to be

afraid of me.

No, no.

- You get out of my way!

- I will let you leave.

- You get out of my way!

- I'm gonna let you leave,

but you-

you need to know I didn't hurt

you, it's very important.

- Who are you?

- Nobody.

Hang on.

- Are you one of them?

You one of his friends?

- No, no, no, no, no.

We ain't never-

- You one of his friends

who watches me?

- We ain't never met.

- Who are you?

- I work at the shelter.

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