McManus, you gotta see that I love her, man.
Love? What the fuck do you know about love?
Well, what do you know, huh? What do any of us?
I know it's not a reason to commit murder.
Yeah, well then, maybe you've never really been in love.
Oz · Season 2
McManus, you gotta see that I love her, man.
Love? What the fuck do you know about love?
Well, what do you know, huh? What do any of us?
I know it's not a reason to commit murder.
Yeah, well then, maybe you've never really been in love.
Hey Schillinger.
What do you want?
How much would it cost to mail me out of here?
Mail you? What are you talking about?
I've been trying to think of ways to get out of here.
Escape from Oz?
Yeah. And I figured, you know, you could box me up in a crate and mail me to my wife overnight express, Priority Mail, whatever. How much would that cost? Postage, shipping, handling, et cetera?
Are you serious?
Yeah.
Then you're nuts.
Is that a no?
Yeah. No. No, yeah, it's a no. Get the fuck out of here before I tip you over.
All right, Vern, I ain't mad at you. You can't help it if you're ugly and stupid.
Relax. You're suffering from PBS.
PBS?
Pre-Bunny Syndrome. It happens quite often in my line of work. You dig and dig and dig, and just before you have to make like a little bunny and go through the hole, you panic.
This is real? Pre-Bunny Syndrome?
Oh, yeah. I mean, I made the name up, but sure.
They say the eyes are the windows to the soul.
The fuck you talking about?
Nice to see you.
Beecher, don't do this.
Do what?
Drink.
You like to dabble in peoples' lives, huh? Because you're so much better than us, because you've seen the light. You've seen the face of God. So you wave your dick around trying to help us lowly mortals. Hill, Mershah, Groves, Jefferson Keane. Fuck, you helped Jefferson Keane right into a lethal injection. So in the end, when all is said and done, who have you really fucking helped? Other than yourself?
(proudly) Poet.
Poet? I just saw on the news, he killed a man. He's coming back to Oz.
Sometimes its good to be Human.
Well, I'll be. Simon thinks of everything.
Shirley, you like your cake?
Yes.
Happy birthday, baby.
You're Simon?
[pulls down pants] Quickly, before the hacks come.
But...
What?
You're a nigger.
[hurt and angered] Suck my dick now.
Get the fuck away from her! What the fuck are you doing? Tony, Al!
Adebisi, move!
Suck my dick now.
In all my years at Oz, I've learned one rule: accept the hand you're dealt.
I say we institute a "no swearing" rule.
Fuck you.
Suck my dick.
Asswipe.
Cocksucker.
You stupid cunt.
Putz.
If nobody has anything more intelligent to say, this meeting is adjourned.
(about to slit his own throat) Say a prayer for me, father.
Everybody wants to escape from Oz. But the truth is, there is no escape. Let's say you manage to sneak out. Then you gotta run and keep running. A life of running away ain't no life at all. Better to deal with where you live. The real measure of a man is not where he lives, but how; how he makes the best of it.
Mr. Said, how do you feel?
How do I feel? I feel joyless. My brothers remain behind. Imprisoned, suppressed. I don't just mean my Muslim brothers, I mean every single man that will sleep in here tonight, that was cut off from everything that he loves. Cut off from his own self. You know, as the word went around that the Governor was gonna give somebody clemency, I saw a rift develop as each inmate wished himself to be the chosen one. The longing to be free became as palpable as the food that we eat. But it is a meal that I am being served right now. And I am Muslim. And Allah does not allow me to swallow certain things. Allah does not allow me to take scraps from the hands of a man such as this. A man who is corrupt and immoral. A man who denigrates the gift of clemency just as he violates the principles of justice. A man that gave the order that caused the death of eight people. And so, Governor Devlin, because even the cost of freedom can be too high, I refuse your pardon!
How do you live with yourself?
How do you?
Whatever I've done, I've done for righteous reasons. Any laws I've broken don't deserve to be laws. But you, you fucking baby raper! You should be dead.
Back in your cage, Schillinger. Don't make me use this. You wouldn't want me to enjoy myself, now would you?
Thank you, Officer.
Just doing my job, pal. For once I agree with that Nazi fuck.
McManus! I fucked up a lot of people's lives.
Yeah.
My brother Cyril got slow because of me. We were at this funeral and there was this chick there that I used to date. [Flashbacks of Cyril being injured as Ryan talks.] She was there with her new boyfriend, some wise guy. But she and me, we're still hot for each other. Cyril got brain-damaged defending me. When the doctors told me that Cyril would never be the same again, that he would have the mind of a five-year-old, fuck, it crushed me. So I got wasted. I lost control. Everything I've done since I've gotten here was to protect my ass so I could make parole. But what I feel for Gloria, it blinded me. So I lost control again. So now Cyril's in Oz and he's gonna be here for 60 years and he got raped by Schillinger and he's afraid. So I gotta stay here with Cyril. I gotta protect my brother. For once in my fucking life, I'm gonna be his big brother.
You had Cyril kill Gloria's husband?
Yes.
You'll be brought up on charges.
That's what I deserve.
[Discussion in Emerald City after Beecher gets incapacitated by Keller and Schillinger]
They broke both his arms and his legs?
Hey, what's he do if he gets an itch?
He looked like a fucking pretzel.
That's because he was in love with Keller.
Love hurts.
Schillinger did this.
Fucking Schillinger did this, man.
Yo, I want to move in here.
Why?
It's a better view.
How'd this happen? Who took Beecher to the gym?
I don't know, but I'll find out.
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