All language subtitles for Escape.at.Dannemora.S01E07.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[helicopter rotors
whirring faintly]

[brush rustling]

[panting]

[helicopter rotors
whirring faintly]

Yo!

I'm stuck.

[grunts]
Fuck.

Fuck.
Okay.

[helicopter rotors whirring]

[both grunt]

Come on.
Quick.

[Sweat] Come on.

Come on!
Leave the fucking shoe!

[Sweat] Come on, come on.
Come on.

Fucking go!

- [helicopter rotors whirring]
- [Sweat] Come on.

[breathing heavily]

That fucking bitch.

[panting]

♪ uneasy music ♪

♪♪♪

[helicopter rotors whirring]

[indistinct chatter]

♪♪♪

- Hey, Chuck.
- Hey, Governor.

I bet you wish
you stayed in aviation.

All we had to worry about then
was flying into hurricanes.

- Yes, sir.
- How the hell did this happen?

- Honestly, we don't know.
- Where's the superintendent?

- Want to talk to him?
- That'd be nice.

Get me Catherine.

Governor, Steve Racette.

- Welcome to Clinton.
- Yes.

♪♪♪

[man speaking indistinctly]

- Off the gate.
- Step back.

[Racette] Halfway down.

♪♪♪

Uh, twenty-three.

Actually, 22.
Here's 22.

♪♪♪

This was, uh,
Inmate Matt's cell, Governor.

Watch your step, Governor.

Wow.

That's a clean cut.

[Racette] It's solid metal.

How long do we think
they were at it?

Uh, we're still
collecting evidence.

This is all pretty fresh
for us.

What's on the other side?

There's a catwalk.

Where'd they go from there?
Down?

- [Racette] Yep.
- And then?

Then they, uh,
cut into a steam pipe.

Well, I'd like
to see that.

Well, boss, uh, I think
they're searching down there.

Oh, we haven't completely
cleared it down there, sir,

so it may be too dangerous.

- I'll be fine.
- Oh.

Unit seven to unit two,

this is en route
to your location.

[woman] Got it.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Dark.

- May I?
- Yes, sir.

[sighs]

When was the last time
this was searched?

It's supposed to be every day,

but I haven't checked
the log personally.

Yeah, we should
probably check.

Yes, sir.

- Jim.
- [Jim] Right here.

- Get me Chris Mullavey.
- [Jim] Yes, sir.

- [Racette] Get him down here.
- [Jim] Okay, right away.

♪♪♪

[metallic clank]

Said he'd be in the back
on the leg press.

Okay.

I don't know,
doing hack squats.

Oh, hey.

- That him?
- Mm-hmm.

George Armistead?

- [Catherine] Jeez.
- Yeah?

[Catherine] Yeah, that's
a whole lot of weight there

for a man who's, quote,
"unable to do work

or do most anything
except rest and heal."

Shit.

[Catherine]
Yeah, that's fraud.

Fraud?

$3,200 worth.

- That's grand larceny.
- [cell phone buzzes]

Yeah,
worker's compensation fraud,

believe it or not,
is illegal.

Yeah, affects
all New Yorkers.

Yeah, you want me to explain
the whole trickle-down effect?

Yeah?

Uh...

so am I under arrest here?

Well, I'm not the police.
I'm Catherine Leahy Scott,

inspector general
for the state of New York.

It's for you.
It's the governor.

Yes, sir?

Seriously,
that's the governor?

Yeah, that's the governor.

Shit.

Where?

[Clement]
Morning, Miss Mitchell.

Mrs. Mitchell.

Sorry.

So I'm just, uh--
everything looks fine.

- [cell phone buzzes]
- Gonna give you

a prescription for stress--
the nurse has it outside--

but I don't see any reason
to keep you here any longer.

[cell phone buzzes]

R-really? I...

like, I don't feel right.

I-I think I should stay
another day.

No, honestly,
all your labs are normal.

But...
[sighs]

I want--can't I have
a second opinion or...

Look, you can come back
if you have another episode,

but if you get some rest,
you'll be fine.

[cell phone buzzes]

Would you excuse me a sec?

Lock the doors.

Turn on the television
and see what I'm talking about.

[man] No, I'm just hearing
about it right now.

[woman] Yeah, they just--
they just said it now.

What are you doing up?
I was just coming to see you.

He said I gotta go,
so let's go.

Wait, did you talk
to the doctor?

Yes, Lyle.
Come on.

[sighs]

[siren wailing]

[car doors slam]

[engine turning over]

[Ed Sheeran over radio]
♪ ...a thousand stars ♪

♪ Place your hand
on my beating heart ♪

- [cell phone chimes]
- ♪ I'm thinking out loud ♪

♪ Maybe we ♪

♪ Found love
right where we are ♪

Is that Kenny Jr.?

♪ When my hair's
all but gone... ♪

- [helicopter rotors whirring]
- Oh, wow.

Couple of whirlybirds.

You think there's a forest fire
or something?

[siren wailing]

Oh.

Told you.

[man over radio] Sorry to
interrupt my man Ed Sheeran,

but we got something cracking
on the news right now--

Don't you want to hear
what that was all about?

Not particularly.

Could be connected
with the, uh, helicopters.

[siren wailing]

[sirens wailing]

What's all this?

[Lyle] Knew something
was going on.

What'd I tell you?

You want anything
to drink?

No, no, no.
Uh, this will be quick.

I'm not gonna take up
a lot of your time.

As I was saying outside,

we're running down
a lot of leads,

and we're really just trying
to figure out

where these guys might be.

I knew it wasn't
a forest fire.

Too many cop cars.

So, um, who escaped?

Uh, their names are

Richard Matt
and David Sweat.

Holy shit.
We know those guys.

- Yeah, yeah, we-we know 'em.
- Did--

Right, uh, you worked
in your shop with them, right?

- Yeah.
- Right, okay.

Well, did-did they ever, uh,

say anything
or behave in a way

that you might have
considered it suspicious or...

Mm.

- No.
- No?

[pen scratching]

How the hell did they
get out of there, anyway?

[Lyle] That's what
I'm thinking.

How did they escape

out of that place?

Well, apparently,

they got out somehow,
and they're both

pretty dangerous individuals,

and right now, they're
running for their lives,

so, you know,
however you knew them to be

in there, they're in

a lot different
circumstances now.

[Lyle] Well, where the hell

do you think
they could've went?

I mean, they-they can't
have got too far.

Well, neither one
of these guys

are from the area,

which makes it difficult
to escape,

because where do you go?

- Yeah, where do you go?
- [Phil] Right.

[Lyle] Yeah.

Yeah.

Um, you think
there's any chance

they might know
where you live?

- [Lyle] No way.
- [Tilly] No.

- No? No?
- No.

Okay, well, anyway,

I would keep my doors
locked, definitely,

and it might be best

to just be careful
if you're going out.

Oh, boy.

So we're supposed to call you
if we remember anything, right?

[laughs]
Exactly.

All right, thank you.

Thanks.

[kettle whistling]

Phil Osley, detective.

[sighs]

♪ uneasy music ♪

♪♪♪

[man] Sir.

♪♪♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪♪♪

[man yelling]
Go back, go back, go back!

♪♪♪

[siren wailing]

[Spencer] Yeah.

Yeah, we're
coming up now.

I don't know.
I've never been here.

All right.

♪♪♪

- [door clanks open]
- [man] Unit ten to control.

Hold all traffic
to front gate.

Catherine Leahy Scott,
inspector general.

Stand by.

Good morning.
Sergeant Garnier.

- [Catherine] Nice to meet you.
- You just sign right here,

and I'll take you
to see the governor.

- [Catherine] Excellent.
- Spencer Freedman.

I need all your cell phones.

Not mine.

[Lumpy] Yeah, everyone.

Really?
You just let two guys

escape from here,
and now you won't let

the inspector general
of the state of New York

- bring her cell phone in?
- It's policy, ma'am.

[Catherine] Okay, whatever.

I'll play your little
reindeer games.

- [sighs]
- [metal detector beeps]

[Lumpy] Whoa, whoa, whoa.

[metal detector beeps]

[metal detector beeps]

- Danny, wand her, please.
- Yup, sure.

[Lumpy] Sir, can I look
in your bag?

- [Spencer] Yeah.
- [man] Quickly, please.

- Can I go through?
- Yeah, you're good.

Yeah?

[Guess] So no gaps
in the perimeter?

Return to the command post.
Advise the operations officer.

- Major.
- [Guess] Thank you.

[Guess] How was the tour,
Governor?

We need to throw a press
conference together right away.

Got it. I have everyone
in the superintendent's office.

- Excuse me, Governor.
- Catherine.

Ever think you'd set foot
in this place?

[scoffs]
No, sir.

I saw the whole route.

Must have taken them months.

Nobody inspecting anything.

You think they had help?

[Guess]
Currently, we have over 200

law enforcement officers
in the area.

No stone
is being left unturned.

[Lyle] You never know
what the person next to you

is thinking or planning,
and this proves it.

I mean, who would've know
those two guys

were escaping
out of that place?

Maybe two of the most normal
guys in there.

They weren't normal.

[Lyle] Oh, sure they were.
I know those guys.

You could talk to them.

Uh-huh.

- We got food.
- [Tilly] All right.

Kenny.

[Dennis] All right,
come on, girls. Get in here.

You know what
the fucking sad thing is?

You know they're gonna
fire Racette,

and he was actually
cleaning that place up.

I heard he requested
a lockdown yesterday.

They turned him down
'cause of overtime.

They don't even have
any fucking leads.

Well, you don't know that.

They don't know
where to look.

Knowing them, they don't even
have the brains to kill 'em.

I think they should
keep them alive,

find out what happened.

Oh, they'd say anything.

[Cuomo over TV] This facility
was built in 1865, so...

[Lyle] Tilly, could I, uh,

see you in the kitchen
for a second?

[Cuomo over TV] ...it, uh,
was an elaborate plot,

and we went back
and, uh,

we pieced together
what they did.

It was elaborate.
It was sophisticated.

It encompassed drilling
through steel walls...

[quietly] You know, uh,

I was thinking, uh...

What?

You should probably
tell the cops

about that painting you got.

- What?
- The one Matt gave you.

Why the fuck
would I do that?

Has his fingerprints on it.

So?

So fingerprints are

the number one way
they find people.

[scoffs]
Lyle, they're prisoners.

Their fingerprints
are on file.

What the fuck would they do
with them, anyway?

They could...
find a fingerprint on a tree,

and then when they match it,

they'll know which way
they're going.

They're not in the trees!

They're probably already
on a beach in Mexico.

What would they be doing
in Mexico?

I don't know. Maybe because
it doesn't suck ass

to live in Mexico.

[Cuomo over TV] Uh,
the state police are here...

You think it sucks ass
to live here?

[Cuomo] ...in their
partnership, working...

Hey, why are you mad at me?

You take me for granted,
you know that?

[Cuomo]
Find the two individuals

and return them to prison.

That's the first order
of business,

and we're working on that.

These are dangerous people,

and they're nothing
to be trifled with.

We're asking for the help of
the people across the state.

We want the help
of the public.

We want New Yorkers exercising
that spirit of community

that makes New York
so special.

[gun cocking]

We have pictures posted
of these two individuals.

If you see them,
if you know anything,

if you've heard anything,

please contact
the state police

or your local police
as soon as possible.

The state police
outlined the operation

that they're going through
to find the escapees

as well as
the Department of Corrections,

which has deployed
extraordinary troops

and extraordinary resources

to be part
of this collective effort.

It's very important

that we locate
these individuals.

They are dangerous...

♪ somber music ♪

♪♪♪

[Matt sighs]

[Sweat] That's Clinton.

[Matt sighs]

Bright motherfucker.

And that must be
Chazy Lake...

...which means Canada...

...is about 25 miles that way.

Gonna cut that bitch up

into tiny little pieces,

like cubed ham.

[helicopter rotors whirring]

[grunts]

How far you think
her house is from here?

Hmm?

[Sweat] We're not going there.

Who said anything
about going there?

But now that you mention it...

[rain pattering]

[thunder rumbling]

[thunder rumbling]

[woman over TV] Well, police
have been everywhere here.

There have been snipers,
FBI agents, forest rangers

searching through fields
such as the one behind me,

and they finally did confirm
that they were looking

for Richard Matt
and David Sweat,

who escaped
from prison recently.

Police began swarming
the streets in this area

just last night.

On Tuesday, busloads
of officers showed up

on the rural roads
along Willsboro in Essex...

- Where you going?
- We need groceries.

[woman over TV]
...heavily armed officers

searching in northern
New York, where...

I'll get my .38.

[woman over TV] The video
uploaded on Facebook shows...

[man over P.A. system]
Signature,

customer service desk.

Customer service desk,
signature, please.

Wouldn't mind
one of those, uh,

pot pies.

Yeah, those are
pretty good.

Ah, be right back.
Pick up some DiGiornos.

Yeah.

Hello.

Hey, what's up?

It's, uh, Joyce Mitchell.
You come by the house

- the other day.
- Right, right.

- How you doing?
- Look, don't get mad, okay?

Uh, okay.

I was just afraid
of losing my job.

I think I might be
in a little bit of trouble.

Um, all right.

Anyway, what I want to tell you
is, I gave him a--

You know, before
you go any further,

I-I think it's a good idea
to read you your rights.

- What?
- Pepperoni or supreme?

Supreme, Lyle.
Just keep shopping.

- Sorry.
- I-it's no big deal.

I just think it's a good idea
for your own protection.

Okay? So, um,

you have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say
can and will

be used against you
in a court of law.

You have a right
to talk to a lawyer

and have them present
during questioning.

If you can't afford a lawyer,

one will be appointed to you,
free of charge.

You can exercise these rights
at any time

and not answer any questions.

All right?
Do you understand

these rights that I have
explained to you today?

- Yes.
- Okay, good.

Uh, i-is that it?

Yes, that's it.
That's it.

Okay.
Am I under arrest?

No, no, you're not
under arrest.

Anyway, so what is it
that you wanted to tell me?

Well, just not a big deal.
I just...

I gave him a picture

to make a painting
for my husband

for our anniversary.

This is Richard Matt
we're talking about.

Yeah.

And, uh, did you give him
anything in return?

Oh, no.

Mm-mm.

Um...

you have my card, right?

If you remember anything else,
can you give me a call?

Okay.

Okay.

♪ uneasy music ♪

♪♪♪

♪ uneasy music ♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

Let's do it.

[whispering] Go around.

Fuck that.

Yo.

Yo!

Yo, bad fucking idea.

♪♪♪

[twig snaps]

[birds chirping]

It's empty.

♪♪♪

[grunts]

[Matt] It's all good
in the hood, wood.

[Sweat] Yo, don't get
too comfy.

We're leaving in 20 minutes.

Gotcha.

Oh, shit, yeah.

Look at this.

Oh, look
at all this shit.

Holy shit.

Fuck yeah.

Fuck.

♪♪♪

What's that?

Huh?

What was that?

♪♪♪

[swishing loudly]

[gulps]
Ah.

♪♪♪

- Hmm.
- [bottles clinking]

Yo, just one.

Don't cheat yourself, man.

Treat yourself.

♪♪♪

[Catherine] Uh, when did you
first commence employment

at Clinton Correctional?

[Gene] August 24, 1987.

[Catherine] Mm-hmm.
And what title did you hold?

[Gene] I had several jobs
over that time frame.

North yard,
I worked in the mess hall,

I worked in the school,

and then I was
tailor shop escort.

[Catherine] Mm-hmm, and
can you describe, in general,

your responsibilities
as escort to the tailor shop?

[Gene] Yeah.
I patrol...the industry.

I go from all the shops.
I patrol...the school.

If an inmate needs an escort,
whether it be, uh,

to the hospital or the block,

then that's when
I would perform that task.

Okay, well,
I want to ask you

about a circumstance
surrounding...

there was a delivery
of meat made to Matt.

Do you recall?

Yes.

Mm-hmm, and-and how
did that happen?

She told me there was meat
in the shop freezer for Matt.

Who is "she"?

Joyce Mitchell.

Joyce Mitchell.
And you're sure it was Joyce

who approached you first
and not Matt?

Yes.

Okay, continue.

I took it out of the freezer
and gave it to Matt.

Did she say why
she was giving Matt meat?

No.

Did you ask her why
she was giving Matt meat?

No.

Did that seem unusual?

I knew we were in a gray area
with the meat.

Okay, but she never explained
why she was giving Matt

- a huge chunk of meat?
- No.

- And you did not ask?
- No.

I told her that she
shouldn't be doing this,

what-what she was doing
was wrong.

She needed something,
she should go through me,

because that wasn't
the protocol,

for a woman
to be doing that.

So it's okay
if you were doing it

but Joyce, not so much.

- Yes.
- Mm.

And why is it okay
if you're doing it?

[chuckles]

Well...

it's not okay.

[indistinct chatter,
phone rings]

[Catherine]
This is unbelievable.

[Spencer] I know.

Is she in custody?

She's about to be.

How did they get her to make
four different statements?

They said she just keeps
coming in.

[woman over TV]
This ribbon cutting

is more than a hundred years
in the making...

Wow.

My own pioneer woman.

[dialogue continues
indistinctly over TV]

Makes me happy
when you cook.

Damn it, Lyle!

- [dogs barking]
- [Lyle] Let me help.

Just back off.

No-ie no.

Don't eat it.
You'll get salmonella.

Ruckus!

Go, boy. Go, go.

[dogs barking]

[dialogue continues
indistinctly over TV]

I'm lucky.

[glumly] I'm lucky.

How much time we got
on that chicken?

Supposed to check it
in an hour.

[car approaching]

[sighs]

What do they want?

[dialogue continues
indistinctly over TV]

You want me
to get rid of them?

I think you told them
enough already.

They're coming
to take me away now.

- What?
- [knock at door]

- They are.
- No, they're not.

They're coming
to take me away

- 'cause they think I did it.
- [loud knocking]

Did what?

Ms. Mitchell, can you please
just come to the door?

No, we're coming!
We're coming.

Look, sweetheart, just let me
talk to them, all right?

I'm sure whatever it is,
they-they got the wrong guy.

You have to take
the chicken out in an hour.

- [loud knocking]
- You prick it with a fork.

If the juices are pink,
then you have to put it in

- [loud knocking]
- Another 15 minutes.

- [door unlatches]
- All right. You can't come

in here without a warrant.

Good evening, Joyce.

I'm gonna have to put you
under arrest.

♪ somber music ♪

[sirens wailing]

♪♪♪

[people shouting]

- [chains rattling]
- [woman] Tilly!

Mrs. Mitchell!

[woman] Mrs. Mitchell!

[reporters clamoring]

♪♪♪

[man] Mrs. Mitchell!
[yelling indistinctly]

[woman]
Mrs. Mitchell!

[reporters clamoring]

- [woman] Mrs. Mitchell!
- [man] Mrs. Mitchell!

[chains rattling]

♪♪♪

[man scoffs]

- Jeez.
- Mm.

♪♪♪

[Spencer and Catherine
speaking indistinctly]

[Catherine] Can you get me it
by Sunday afternoon?

I'm gonna be working
all weekend, so...

- [Spencer] Yeah, sure.
- [Catherine] Okay.

We have a lot of stuff
to go over.

I'll, uh, be in in a minute.

[Spencer] All right.

Hi.
Joyce?

- Hello.
- Hi.

Spencer Freedman.

I'm the executive deputy
inspector general.

I'm gonna bring you in here
to answer a few questions.

Is there anything I can get
for you--coffee, water?

No, I don't need anything.

Okay. All right, well,
if you'll just follow me,

please.

[Spencer] Thank you.
You can wait in the hallway.

[Tilly sighs]

[siren wailing,
helicopter rotors whirring]

It'll just be a moment.

Sure I can't
get you anything?

Okay.

[indistinct chatter]

[door clicks open]

[Catherine] Hi.
I'm Catherine Leahy Scott.

Nice to meet you, Joyce.

Everybody calls me Tilly.

Tilly it is.

Joyce is my mother's name.

When you call me Joyce,
I feel like

you're talking
to my mother.

Is your mom still with us?

[sighs]

[Catherine] Good.

I love knowing my mom's
just a phone call away.

[Tilly] I already talked
to the cops.

[Catherine] Four times
in seven days, I understand.

♪ eerie synth music ♪

[Tilly] Yeah, so what is this?

[Catherine] Let's not get
into any details

until the stenographer
gets here.

I mean, even though
it's all taped,

it's actually more accurate--
this girl especially.

She's been with me 15 years.

I did a comparison,

and I was right.

[Tilly] Are you
with the state police?

[Catherine] Please, no,
I'm the inspector general

for the state of New York.

[grass rustling]

♪♪♪

Ha!
Let me check it.

[sniffs]

[exhales]

[sniffs] Fuck.

[sniffs, exhales]

It's no good.

♪♪♪

[Sweat] Yo!
You're gonna--

gonna get fucking sick, bro.

♪♪♪

Ah.

Fuck.

♪♪♪

[Sweat] Don't fucking
listen to me.

[intestines growl]

[sputtering]

[groans]

[grunting]

[intestines growl]

[groans]

[knocking]

[knocking]

You broke the fucking window.

Oh, they got
satellite TV.

Will you put a branch
in it, at least?

Make it look like an accident?

[man over TV] The pitcher
is actually closer to you.

It looks to give
the perception

that he's closer to you,

which makes that fastball--

that running fastball
a little bit more effective.

[sports announcer speaking
indistinctly over TV]

[TV channel changes]

[man speaking indistinctly
over TV]

[Sweat breathing deeply]

[man over TV] Comes up short
again to the--

[man speaking indistinctly
over TV]

We should've waited
for night.

[Matt] Fuck that.

I haven't seen
a helicopter in four days.

[man speaking indistinctly
over TV]

[TV channels switching]

...Richard Matt
and David Sweat

to the forests of Vermont.

Authorities now tell CNN

they believe the two men

who escaped
Clinton Correctional Facility

almost two weeks ago

are not headed to Mexico
as previously reported

but instead are likely hiding
somewhere in the forests

- of Vermont.
- [Matt] See?

Jake Tapper says they're
looking for us in Vermont.

So we can relax.

[man over TV] ...the
convicted killers made plans

to head to Vermont
after getting out.

[Matt] Wanna watch
myself on TV.

[Matt grunts, sighs]

And now we take you
to a CNN exclusive.

Joyce Mitchell's son,
Kenny Mitchell,

still standing by his mother

after her arrest for helping
the two men escape.

She is not the kind
of person who is one...

You hear that?
They fucking got her.

...to let these guys
escape from prison.

- Good.
- Uh, my mom

definitely wouldn't have had
an affair against my father

and definitely wouldn't
be with an inmate.

There's just no truth to that.

[Matt] Oh, yeah?
I'll give you this, Kenny.

She didn't fuck
just one inmate.

[sighs]

[Kenny] Um, she's a good mom,
and, uh,

she wouldn't be involved
in anything like that.

TV goes off after dark.

Puts off too much light.

[Kenny] You can, um,

ask anybody in Malone.

You ask about my parents.

[insects chirping]

[man over TV] Matt wrote,
quote, "Dream fulfilled"

just a few years ago.

Matt sent Mulligan a portrait
of Mulligan's sister.

It shows his sister
as she looked

shortly before she died
of cancer.

[Mulligan over TV] It
certainly provokes sentiment.

That's for sure.

[man] Mulligan was released

and has worked to turn
his life around.

He says these paintings
show a talent

that Matt will never
be able to fully make use of.

[Mulligan] There's
some humanity in him.

There's a dark side.

Sure, there's a dark side,

and that's--that's what
the public is portraying,

but there's also
a very human side

to Richard Matt.

[man] Over the past
four years,

Matt sent
more than ten paintings

to Mulligan,
including an oil-on-canvas

portrait of Hillary Clinton.

[Mulligan] I think
he captured her.

There's no question
about that.

The look that she has.

[man] Court documents
also allege

that Matt gave
some of his artworks

to prison guard
Gene Palmer

in return for tools.

You know, Gene is a collector.
Hmm.

Richard Matt's partner
in the daring escape

is David Sweat,
the man who shot and killed

a Broome County
sheriff's deputy in 2002.

The pair are thought
to be hiding...

There you are, bro.

I didn't kill that fucking cop.

[woman] ...the woods
in Bristol, Vermont...

I know.

I didn't chop that old man up,
either.

It was that motherfucking
crackhead Nick.

[woman] ...and with the two
killers still at large...

Made a deal with the cops.

[woman] ...asking residents
to be vigilant

and to lock their doors.

An interesting
coincidence.

One of my producers
just told me

that it's David Sweat's
birthday today.

He's 35 years old.

Kristin Kelly,
channel three news.

[women over TV]
Have you ever thought

about investing in gold?

[woman]
Are you a financial planner

with clients interested
in gold?

Hmm!

[woman] ...but the commissions
were just too high.

Mm. Sorry I didn't
get you anything.

[man over TV] I'm convinced
the market's gonna crash.

[liquid pouring]

Yeah, remember, we gotta leave
before it gets light.

[woman over TV]
I remember the '70s...

Mm-hmm.

[man over TV] That's true.

Gold's a perfect investment
for my son's future.

[dialogue continues
indistinctly over TV]

Oh, Jesus.

Oh!

[Matt] What?
What?

Dude, you fucking killed it
in there.

What do you want?
I got sick.

I told you not to drink
that fucking water.

Man, you gotta clean that up.

That's evidence.
That's DNA.

No way. I'm not cleaning it up.
It's gross.

You clean it up.

I am not cleaning up
your fucking shit.

[dialogue continues
indistinctly over TV]

Then I guess
it's not getting cleaned up.

[man over TV] Saving water
helps protect

our nation's water supply.

I challenge you to find
better appliances

at a better value than
Wilson's Appliance Center.

[man over TV] We turn
our attention to Republicans

who are running for president
in 2016.

For that discussion,
Daniel Halper,

The Weekly Standard.
He's their online editor.

Thanks for joining us.

[Halper] Hey, thanks
for having me.

[man] So we had five
on the Democratic side...

[breathes deeply]

[dialogue continues
indistinctly over TV]

Jesus.

Oh, God.

Ugh!

[grunts]

[plunger squelching]

- [toilet flushing]
- Oh, God.

[dialogue continues
indistinctly over TV]

[man]
One of the people, at least

on the Republican side,
they'd be--

seemed to be captured
by Donald Trump.

Here's what he had to say
when he formally entered

the Republican
presidential race.

[Trump] Sadly,

the American dream

is dead.

But if I get
elected president,

I will bring it back,

bigger and better

and stronger

than ever before,

and we will make
American great again.

Thank you.
Thank you very much.

[man] By Donald Trump

when he entered the Republican
presidential race...

[sighs]

[dialogue continues
indistinctly over TV]

Grab a shot.

[dialogue continues
indistinctly over TV]

No, I'm good.

[dialogue continues
indistinctly over TV]

[inhales deeply]

Fuck that.

I wanna make a toast.

Grab a shot.

[dialogue continues
indistinctly over TV]

To David Sweat

on his 35th birthday.

- Many happy returns...
- [glasses clink]

...of the day.

[dialogue continues
indistinctly over TV]

[swallows]

♪ uneasy music ♪

[glass thunks down]
Yes, sir.

♪♪♪

[gun cocking]

♪♪♪

Look what I found.

[blows twice]

♪♪♪

Where'd you get that?

It was in the shitter.

Hey.

Well, we got ourselves
a plan now.

Find a road...

[blows twice]
...stop a car,

we'll be in Canada
in 45 minutes.

You just want to kill
some people,

leave some bodies
in the middle of the road?

Why'd you pick up
that gun for?

Huh?

[engine puttering]

♪♪♪

[dog barking]

♪♪♪

Come out!

Who are you?

♪♪♪

Dolly, stay!

♪♪♪

[dog whines, barks]

♪♪♪

♪ uneasy music ♪

[Lyle] Jesus Christ.

♪♪♪

She was, uh,

friendly with them two guys,

and, uh, some people
might wanna

make a connection there.

"She was a home wrecker
before she was

the alleged accomplice
to a pair of jail breakers.

Joyce Mitchell
was a serial cheater,

her ex-husband told
The Daily News on Wednesday.

'I loved her.
She was my wife,

and then all of a sudden,
she cheated,'

- Kenny Barille said."
- Mitchell, you have a visit.

[Kenny]
"'She screwed up everything.

We had a son, and we had
a nice house and everything.'

Asked if it was possible
if the woman he knew as Tilly

could have fallen
for convicted killer

Richard Matt,
Barille quickly agreed."

♪♪♪

Oh, my sweetheart.

♪♪♪

Yeah, uh, we couldn't
make bail, Mom.

♪♪♪

Why? Why?

Ten grand is a lot of money.

[sighs]

They didn't want to help you,
did they?

♪♪♪

Some did.
It just wasn't enough.

I'm sorry. I tried.

I even put up my boat
as collateral.

I really don't need
a guilt trip right now, Kenny.

[sighs]

You know how hard I am
on myself.

♪♪♪

[Kenny] Well...

do you want to know
how Dad's doing?

[Tilly] Yes.

♪♪♪

[Kenny] He doesn't believe
any of the stories

that are out there.

[Tilly] What stories?

- [Kenny] You know.
- [woman] There he is!

[woman] Do you know which
of the inmates

your wife was having
an affair with?

[woman] Do you plan
on leaving her?

[man] Do you know
about the escape?

[Tilly sighs]

[Kenny] But don't worry.
He's standing by ya.

[Tilly] Well, you say that
like it's a bad thing.

♪♪♪

Well, are they true?

♪♪♪

[scoffs, cries]

♪♪♪

[water sloshes]

♪♪♪

Hey, did you know
that when I was 12 years old,

I ran away from my foster home
on a horse I stole?

♪♪♪

Yeah.

I spent a week
in the woods,

alone.

♪♪♪

Just me and that horse.

♪♪♪

Man, that horse ate
even when I didn't.

♪♪♪

But then one day,
he got spooked.

Threw me off.

♪♪♪

I was knocked out.

♪♪♪

But when I woke up,

that horse...

...he wasn't there.

[mosquitoes buzzing]

Yep.

♪♪♪

[Matt] I knew she wasn't
gonna show up.

And how did I know?

♪♪♪

Micro-expressions.

[bottle clattering]

♪♪♪

Micro-expressions.

You can smile
with your mouth

but not with the rest
of your face,

and she did that.

Yeah.

When someone is angry,

they don't always act angry.

Yo, come on, man.

People come out
to their cabins on Thursday,

so shut the fuck up.

Yo, come on, bro.
Let's go.

[bottle clinks]

Grape-flavored gin.

How about that?

Gotta be pretty fucked up
to drink this one.

Ah.

Yo, get up.

Ah, chiquita.

Get up.

Ah, chiquita.

Yo, get up.

I said get the fuck up.

[sighs]

Oh?

Dave...

you repress your rage,
you know that?

That's how people
get the cancer.

I'm not gonna die out here

because you got drunk.

Do you hear me?

I am not

going to fucking die out here

with you, man.

Eh.

You're not gonna die
because of me.

You're gonna die
because of that bitch.

Yeah, Tilly.

- Really?
- Tilly.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, Tilly.

It's not her, bro.

It's you.

Mm.

Why are you doing this?

[shouting] Why the fuck
are you doing this?

We're so close!

♪ uneasy music ♪

♪♪♪

[coughs]

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[vehicle door opens]

[man] Is it always
this fucking hot?

- [static crackles]
- [man] Okay, so, uh...

[Matt] David.

David.

Strawberries.

[men speaking indistinctly]

Shh.

[man speaking indistinctly]

[mouthing words]

[men speaking indistinctly]

[man] I'll remember.

[man] Anyway, think that pond
is a good hiding spot,

so, uh, use your eyes.

- [man] Oh...
- [static crackles]

[man] It's been crazy.

Yeah?

All right, copy that.

Yeah, will do.

[man] Who's that?

[man] He's running the show.
If he calls you...

[whispering] That's our ride.

[man] ...do whatever he says.

[gun cocking]

Bro, you shoot a cop,
they'll kill us.

[man] Before, we had no leads.

We got DNA now
from the farm.

[man speaking indistinctly]

Let's go.

[men speaking indistinctly]

[car door slams,
engine turning over]

[coughs]

[coughs]

Dave.

David.

[panting]

Dave!

Dave!

Dave!

Dave!

♪ uneasy music ♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[insects chirping]

♪♪♪

[bottle shatters]

[vehicle approaching]

[vehicle passes]

[lighter flicks]

[liquid sloshing]

Ah.

[birds chirping, cawing]

[vehicle approaching]

[gunshot]

[tires screeching]

[gun cocking]

[gunshot]

[birds squawking]

[music playing faintly
over radio]

[engine rumbling]

[tires squealing]

[gun clicking]

[vehicle approaching]

[birds squawking]

[vehicles passing]

[vehicle doors
slamming faintly]

[faint indistinct speech]

[radio chirps]

[vehicle approaches]

[indistinct speech]

[man] We have shots fired
somewhere over here.

[man] All right.

[indistinct speech]

- [man] Watch your back.
- [man] All right.

[man] Keep an eye
on that track over there.

[man] Put traffic cones
along this route.

- [man] All right.
- [man] Guys!

[vehicle approaches]

[man] Watch your six
and stay behind cover.

[indistinct speech]

[vehicle doors slamming]

- [vehicle approaching]
- [tires screeching]

[man] Down there. Let's go.

[vehicle door slams]

[indistinct speech]

[vehicle approaching]

[tires screeching]

[indistinct speech]

[vehicles approaching]

[vehicle doors slamming]

[man] Are you in the woods?

[man] Yeah. Behind cover.

Behind the line, guys.

[indistinct speech]

[birds squawking]

[coughs]

[man] Yo, Louie, you hear that?

[indistinct radio chatter]

[man] All right, B1, received.
I got the helo in sight.

[helicopter rotors whirring]

- [man] Hold it up.
- [man] Roger that.

[man] Yup.

[man] Let's go!

Watch our six!
We have a helicopter.

[helicopter rotors whirring]

[man over radio] All right,
B1 to command post...

[man over radio] I want
everybody else out here.

[indistinct speech]

[man] Stay focused
on the wood line.

- Watch your six.
- [man] Eyes up! Eyes up!

- [static crackles]
- [man] Watch your six.

[man] BORTAC up here, ASAP!

Let's go!

[man] BORTAC, we need
a team leader right over here.

[helicopter rotors whirring]

[man] All right,
B1 to command post,

BORTAC's entering
the wood line.

B1 to all tactical units...

[helicopter rotors whirring]

...state police SORT,
FBI HRT,

Vermont state police,
be advised:

BORTAC is entering
the wood line at this time.

We got a tactical team
entering the woods.

[helicopter rotors whirring]

Heads on a swivel, men!

[helicopter recedes]

[birds chirping]

[man] Move.

♪ soft dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

[indistinct speech]

♪♪♪

[Matt coughing]

♪♪♪

[static crackles]

Complete. Moving.

♪♪♪

[leaves rustling]

[twig snaps]

♪♪♪

Police!
Let me see your hands!

Show me your hands!
Police!

Show me your hands!

Police!
Let me see your hands!

Show me your hands!
Police!

Police! Show me your hands!
Show me your hands!

Hands now!
Hands!

Hands, hands, hands!

♪♪♪

[gunfire]

[birds squawking]

- [man] Bound up!
- [man] Bound up!

[man] All units,
this is BORTAC. Shots fired.

One subject with shotgun.
Down hard.

[Guess over radio]
Major Guess to BORTAC, copy.

One down hard.

Can you identify the subject?

[man] Affirmative.
Subject Matt.

Need state troopers
down here.

[birds squawking]

[insects chirping]

[panting]

[exhales deeply]

[woman over radio]
speaking French

[channels changing]

[woman over radio]
[laughs] Maybe.

[man over radio]
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Magistral installation,
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[man over radio]
I'm Dave Andrews.

A dramatic
new development tonight.

We've learned that Dannemora
prison escapee Richard Matt

has been shot and killed.

There's now a foot chase
for David Sweat.

The incident occurred
after the pair tried

to hijack a camper
by shooting at it.

That brought a massive
response from state police

and CERT teams,

who descended on the area.

Matt was shot
by a U.S. Border Patrol agent

after refusing
to drop a shotgun

he had pointed at him.

U.S. marshals, state police,
and all involved

are now chasing
David Sweat on foot.

Matt, whose birthday
was yesterday,

had just turned 49.

Stay tuned for updates
on this breaking story.

- Fuck.
- [man] We're speaking

with John, the owner
of Moe's and head--

[radio clicks off]

Fuck.

[raindrops pattering]

[crickets chirping]

[birds chirping]

♪ desolate music ♪

♪♪♪

♪ disquieting music ♪

♪♪♪

Hey, what are you doing?

♪♪♪

I'm cool, bro!

Hey, come here.
What are you doing here?

Let me see your hands.

♪♪♪

Oh, shit.
B-1-0-1, foot pursuit.

Coveytown Road
down in Constable.

Get down!
Get down!

I don't got a weapon!
I don't got a weapon!

Let me see your hands!

- Get on the ground!
- I don't...

If you don't get on
the ground, I'm gonna shoot!

I'm telling you,
I'm gonna shoot!

Stop!
Get on the ground!

I'm gonna shoot!

[panting]

♪♪♪

[panting]

♪♪♪

[heartbeat thumping]

[panting in slow motion]

[gunshot]

[groaning]

♪♪♪

[wings fluttering]

[gunshot]

♪♪♪

[man over radio]
2-B-2-4 to B-1-0-1.

I'm responding.
What's your location?

2-B-2-4,
out on Coveytown Road.

[panting]

♪♪♪

[coughs]

Let me see your hands.

[wheezes]

They don't work.

Don't fucking move.

[wheezing]

I'm gonna die.

Maybe.
Don't move.

[man over radio]
B-1-0-1 on Coveytown Road.

[panting]

B-1-0-1,

I got suspect...

at guard here,

north alfalfa field.

♪ somber music ♪

♪♪♪

[woman] ...inmate David Sweat
had been shot and captured

just a few miles
from where I now stand.

[woman] We understand he was
shot in a town a few miles

south of the Canadian border,
the town of Constable.

We don't have
all the details...

[man] ...ending
the three-week hunt

for the two prisoners,

who escaped from Dannemora...

[woman] With pinpoint accuracy,

Sergeant Cook hit David Sweat

from almost 100 yards away.

[woman] ...23 days
when he was captured.

Right now, he is being treated
inside of a hospital...

[woman] David Sweat
is in critical condition

at Albany Medical Center,
and he has not

been formally interviewed
by investigators.

♪♪♪

[machines buzzing]

[respirator hissing]

♪♪♪

Hi.

I'm Catherine Leahy Scott.

I'm the inspector general
for the state of New York.

Okay, so you
and your partner split up.

Yeah.

Mm-hmm,
and when was that?

Uh...

three or four days ago.

And why did you split up?

Uh...

You know,
the state police thought

he might have killed you
in the forest.

They said that?

Well, yeah.
They got to him

and saw that you
weren't with him,

and he had the kind
of background

that would make you wonder.

That fat piece of shit
was slowing me down.

That's why we split up.

Hey, watch it.

I can handle
a four-letter word, Officer.

Thank you.

[sighs]
I've been in the tunnels.

Yeah?

Yeah, that's
my main focus right now.

How did you pull this off?
How did you plan it?

The ventilation system
you came up with

is very impressive.

Yeah?

Well, I had to hot-wire
the fan,

which was actually
pretty challenging

because I had already
jerry-rigged

another light I had found
on the same circuit.

Can you tell me how you
found your way to the pipe?

Good sense of direction,
good memory.

Takes time, though.

Couple weeks.

Two brick walls.

If you believe
you're gonna get out...

...those are just obstacles.

And is Matt

down there with you
at any point?

[laughs] No.

I mean, a couple times,

maybe once, before we left.

He didn't like that pipe,
though.

Well, this is all your idea.

You're doing
all the work, right?

More or less.

It said in the report
that you made it out

the night before.

Dry run.

Right.

And why did you go back in?

What do you mean?

Well, you would've
gotten away

if you were on your own.

You went, what, 21 miles
in 21 days with him

and 18 miles

in two days without him.

[laughs]

Shit, I guess I was moving
pretty fast.

Yeah, almost made it
to Canada.

I never even thought
to leave him.

Excuse me?

I never...

thought to leave him.

I gave him my word,

and in prison,
that's all you got.

So you were friends.

Mm...

...I don't know.

[door clicks open]

[Spencer]
I got the governor.

Okay, thank you.

Excuse me.
I'll be right back.

♪ melancholy music ♪

♪♪♪

[keys jangling]

[lock clatters]

[door squeaks open]

[indistinct chatter]

[door clicks shut]

[Tilly] Hmm.

Hi.

You look like
the Hamburglar.

[laughs]

You look skinny.

Haven't been hungry.

Your lawyer said, uh,

gonna be three years.

Three to seven.

Said you could get, uh,

Bedford Hills.

Get out of town,
like you wanna.

I miss you, Lyle.

Do you miss me?

I knew you were having
an affair on me.

You know how I knew?

When you started
ordering off the...

diet menu at King's Wok.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Could've ended up dead.

You didn't, 'cause...

I couldn't go through with it.

No?
W-why not?

Maybe 'cause I still love you.

Are you gonna wait for me?

There's a lot to talk about.

I'll see you
at the court tomorrow.

[sniffles]

[footsteps thump away]

[sniffles]

[indistinct chatter]

[woman] Let me have
some of that sauce.

- [woman] I got it.
- [woman] All right.

[guards speaking indistinctly]

[man] Yeah, yeah, thanks.

[Tilly sighs]

Oh, uh,

hey, would...
would you do me a favor?

Would you listen to this
and tell me

what you think about it?

It's for when I have to give
my statement to the judge.

Okay.

[sighs]

"Please allow me to start
by saying

how much remorse I have
for everything that's happened

with my part
in Matt and Sweat's escape.

I'm 51 years old.

This is by far
the worst mistake

I've ever made in my life.

I not only let myself down
but my family.

I love them more
than life itself, Your Honor.

None of this
was ever my intentions.

I'm not a bad person.

I realize I need
to be responsible

for my actions,

but I am hoping you will
have mercy on me, Your Honor."

My lawyer said

I have to sound apologetic.

Does...does that sound
apologetic to you?

It's worth a shot.

Hey, um...

sometimes I like to throw
an inmate a little party

the night before
she gets out of here.

Something you'd
be interested in?

[sighs]

I'll be around.
Think about it.

[lock clicks]

[keys jangling]

[lock clicks open distantly]

[door clanks shut distantly]

♪ Graham Nash's
"Better Days" playing ♪

♪ When your love
has moved away ♪

♪♪♪

♪ You must face yourself
and you must say ♪

♪♪♪

♪ "I remember better days" ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Don't you cry
'cause she is gone ♪

♪♪♪

♪ She is only moving on ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Chasing mirrors
through a haze ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Now that you know
it's nowhere ♪

♪♪♪

♪ What's to stop you
coming home? ♪

♪♪♪

♪ All you gotta do
is go there ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Then you really realize
what's going down ♪

♪♪♪

♪ You went to a strange land
searching ♪

♪♪♪

♪ For a truth
you felt was wrong ♪

♪♪♪

♪ That's when
the heartaches started ♪

♪ Though you're where
you want to be ♪

♪ You're not
where you belong ♪

♪♪♪

♪ When your love
has moved away ♪

♪ Ah, ah ♪

♪ You must face yourself
and you must say ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ "I remember better days" ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ Don't you cry ♪

♪ 'Cause she is gone ♪

♪ Ah, ah ♪

♪ She is only moving on ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ Chasing mirrors
through a haze ♪

♪♪♪

[singers vocalizing]

♪♪♪

♪ Portugal. The Man's
"So American" playing ♪

♪♪♪

♪ If pain was a color
to paint on you ♪

♪ Your heart would be
the color blue ♪

♪ Be a gradient from there ♪

♪ Until your body
met your hair ♪

♪ Which remained
a silver hue ♪

♪ You are the one
they call Jesus Christ ♪

♪ Who didn't know
no rock and roll ♪

♪ Just a mission and a gun
to paint rainbows in Vietnam ♪

♪ And a heart
that always told you ♪

♪ There's a madness
in us all ♪

♪ There's
a madness in us all ♪

♪ So who broke the rules? ♪

♪ Who broke the rules? ♪

♪ Who broke
the rules? ♪

♪ They said every one of you ♪

♪ Will never try
to lend a hand ♪

♪ When the policemen
don't understand ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Boys, all you boys ♪

♪ You think it's so American ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Man, oh, man ♪

♪ You think it's so American ♪

♪♪♪

♪ There's two eyes
for every one of us ♪

♪ But somebody got there first
and took them all ♪

♪ There's two eyes
for every one of us ♪

♪ But somebody got there first
and took them all ♪

♪♪♪