Clarence Seroy is a lying sack of shit.
Funny, that's what you said when Jaz Hoyt implicated you in Jim Burns' murder.
No, you're a guilty little prick who's finally going to take responsibility for the shit storms you created.
You've got no hard core evidence that either I set up the arson or was involved in Hoyt killing Burns. It's still their word against mine.
Think you got the system beat huh? Well, I've been around a lot longer then you, Kirk. Ray Mukada is a friend of mine. He's lying in a hospital, and that's pissing me off. Pissing me off royal.
AJArnold "Poet" Jackson
Sure you don't want no chitlins and gravy to go with that?
Shall we? [cafeteria staff bang utensils loudly] Everyone, listen up. Robson here went to the dentist and got himself a nice pair of dirty ghetto gums.
[Whole cafeteria erupts in laughter]
I didn't say a fucking word. [To Poet, who is laughing] Shut up, you goddamn nigger, just give him some soup!
AJArnold "Poet" Jackson
[to Robson] Whoa, You going to take that, G, man calling your brother a nigger and all? [Robson intimidates Poet] Hey, don't get stupid. Don't want me to Sammy Sosa that jaw with this here spoon.
CHClaire Howell
Keep it moving, girls.
Now, you all know how highly I've esteemed... James Robson, but the past, unfortunately, is nothing more then the past. Satan has scored a very ugly victory, and it pains me that Robson is a casualty. We must, never the less, abide by out principals, not our feelings. As of today, James Robson is no longer a part of the Brotherhood.
Hey. Jesus. Don't do this to me, Vern. You guys are all I got in here.
It's not my choice, James, we've got a charter to fallow. You know that charter better then anybody.
I asked the fucking dentist. He said he put white mans gums in my mouth. White.
Really? 'Cause that bruise Dr. Faraj planted on your cheek is blue. That tells me you didn't get the answer you were looking for. Tomorrow you're moving to another cell.
AJArnold "Poet" Jackson
Oh, lookie here, my stepbrother. Feels good talking with a black man's gums, don't it?
I need a shit load of tits, now.
AJArnold "Poet" Jackson
You? All that Aryan drug free bullshit just bullshit ain't it?
Will you shut your fucking corn trap and hook me? Or I can take my cash elsewhere.
AJArnold "Poet" Jackson
Alright, man.
ABAgememnon Busmalis
Hey. I'm real sorry about little Alex.
You know, you try to prepare for a death, but always secretly you believe there's a chance that the doctors were wrong, that they'll find a cure, and that as long as he's alive there's time. So, while you think you're stealing yourself, all you're really doing is waiting on the miracle, which is why, when death comes, it's so horrible, because you realize...you weren't prepared at all.
ABAgememnon Busmalis
But you knew last night.
On some level. 30-something years ago it was a power outage that saved me from execution, but last night the electricity finally came back to finish the job, except so much time had passed that my grandson was now in the chair. I never really liked this hat, but now that he's passed away, I understand this hat. This was my Grandson at his most alive.
SOSeamus O'Reily
Suddenly, I'm famous. I done six interviews, newspapers and TV, ever since that nonsense with your brother started. I got to admit I'm getting kind of used to the attention. They guy's down at Kelsey's, they've been buying me rounds every night. And there's this broad, sits at the end of the bar, she's been flirting with me. I might just fuck her.
You going to see Cyril while you're in the building?
SOSeamus O'Reily
Yeah, yeah. I guess I oughta. I don't know what the fuck I'm going to say to that boy.
SOSeamus O'Reily
Oh, yeah, right.
You ever told Cyril that, dad? Cyril or anyone? Ma? Tessie when you were married? Have the words 'I love you' ever crossed your lips. Because I never heard them, not once.
SOSeamus O'Reily
Don't start with your whining.
I'm sorry, I forgot how sensitive you are.
SOSeamus O'Reily
You asked me to come, I'm here. State your business.
I want to talk about Carolyn.
SOSeamus O'Reily
Carolyn? What about her?
I want to talk about the day she died. I remember her crying, you know, non-stop for what seemed like hours. Tessie couldn't get her quiet. You were drunk and in a foul mood. Sit down!
SOSeamus O'Reily
Fuck you!
You sit...or I finish telling my story to a cop. Carolyn was crying and you took her from Tessie's arms and you put your hands around her and you shook her and you shook her and you shook her until she stopped, until she went limp like a rag doll.
SOSeamus O'Reily
She fell out of her crib.
No. I was there, Dad. I was in the doorway. I saw what happened.
SOSeamus O'Reily
You were just a kid. What the fuck did you know about anything? Think my old man didn't beat me, that fucking scumbag? My life has been nothing but shit since the day I was born, and I didn't have no brother to lean on like you did. I been alone my whole fucking life, and soon...you will be, too.
I'll never tell anyone the truth about what happened with Carolyn. That's between you and me. But, Dad...You better pray to Jesus Christ almighty himself that I never get out of this place, because when I do...I will kill you.
