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Lena Trent,

you've been found guilty of murder in the first degree.

Do you have anything to say to this court before I pronounce the sentence?

Your Honor,

I loved my husband.

The idea of murder,

of killing someone, anybody,

is absolutely abhorrent to me.

Your Honor, I beg you, there has been a terrible mistake.

The mistake, Mrs. Trent,

lies with our courts and our penal institutions, I'm afraid.

You and the esteemed defense seem to be somewhat of escape artists.

At least until now. You've been found guilty of murder.

There will be no escaping justice this time.

I hereby sentence you to life imprisonment at Mojave.

Perhaps there, surrounded by others of your kind,

you'll finally learn what justice really means.

Your Honor?

Kiss my--

Appeal it.

- This was the appeal. - Then get me another appeal.

I'm sorry, Lena.

Richard, I'll get you more money.

- Lena, there is no more money. - Let's go there.

As long as there's a man alive, there's more money for me.

You should know that.

This is it. We've exhausted all appeals.

Now I tried to warn you. You've been digging your own grave.

Come on, miss.

You think I need you, you corrupt goners?

I can walk.

I'll get out of this without you. Fools like you are easy to find.

You hear me?

You're replaceable. You hear me? I'll be out of there in six weeks.

One brush, one compact,

one wallet, no cash,

one lipstick,

one address book.

Lighter?

Please?

That's been my bunk for 20 years.

First time in Mojave?

First and last, granny. I don't plan on staying in as long as you.

Oh, that's a congenial attitude.

Oh, I can't wait till Shirley gets a load of you.

Who's Shirley?

Oh, she's the con who runs this place.

Do you like to smoke?

Thank you. That's a beautiful lighter.

Yeah, new.

You must be very well connected to have such an expensive lighter.

That's right. I'm a likable type.

So I've heard.

I bet, if a girl played her cards right,

she could get out of here with your help, couldn't she?

Honey, you're a lot dumber than you look. Thanks for the smoke.

Hey!

Nobody talks to me like that, you dumb little red pig.

Give me back my lighter.

Four hours at Mojave and you're already in trouble.

Why, Ms. Trent?

I'm terrified, warden. I don't belong here.

You'd better get used to it. You're in here for life.

Let's see.

You've been convicted on bigamy charges,

assault with a deadly weapon, acquitted on extortion.

With a history like this there's not much I can do.

Is that your son?

Yes.

Thank you so much.

So many never come back.

Oh, I need your help desperately, warden.

Whatever the courts say, I never murdered anybody.

Please try to arrange some kind of transfer.

I'll never survive here.

But they'll kill me here. You know they will.

Oh, no. That's awful.

That Shirley.

There's a work detail that would keep you apart from the hardcore elements.

And if you did well there,

there is some possibility of a transfer down the line.

To get this real clear, Ms. Trent.

That work detail is available by warden's dispensation only.

It's less than maximum security which means that I have to trust you.

I come down hard on people who violate my trust.

Real hard.

I won't let you down. Thank you.

Stinking job! Big favor you did to me.

Hi.

Hi.

Aren't you the guy I saw out in the cemetery?

That's me.

Name's Doc.

Are you a doctor?

Nah.

Just help out with the sick folks on the ward

and bury the ones that pass on,

those without relatives, that is.

Are those cataract glasses?

Yeah. They ain't doing much good though.

There's an operation they can do that costs a lot of money.

Waiting on the state to hear whether they're gonna finance it or not.

Otherwise...

That's for me.

What?

The bell. A prisoner has died.

I have to go to work.

Okay, ladies. Let's get out of here.

They're idiots. They're all idiots.

Hold that truck!

Warden warned us about you.

Don't touch!

Well, Lena, now that I know how far I can trust you,

you'll find out how far you can trust me.

Thirty days, Lena, confined in the solitary.

When you get out,

back to maximum security with the rest of the sewage.

I've been thrown in solitary in better places than this,

and they couldn't hold me. Nobody can.

Hey, rich girl.

You know what happens to scum like you?

- My face! - Don't touch--

- What have they done to my face? - Don't touch it.

It'll be alright.

Try to stay away from Shirley!

How are the eyes, you poor thing?

You were going to have some kind of surgery, weren't you?

If I can ever get the state to pay, I will.

But it looks like they have forgotten about me.

My husband used to work with blind kids.

Stanford Children's Hospital.

You should've seen those kids.

Oh, Doc!

Will I ever get out of here alive?

You'll be alright.

Nelson, you got your letter from the state.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

What the hell did I do to my glasses?

Here they are, Doc.

I'm sorry.

That's ok. It was an accident.

They can order me another pair in the dispensary.

Would you like me to read the letter for you?

Well, what did they say?

Doc, I'm sorry.

But why? I worked 40 years.

What's a man got to do?

What reason do they give?

The whole program has been cut.

They just gonna let me go blind?

You deserve that surgery, Doc.

That surgery's for rich folks.

I ain't got no $30,000.

Listen to me.

I have that money. And more, if you need it.

I will help you if you help me.

Help you?

How?

You have free access in and out the gate, don't you?

I saw you on the outside when they brought me here.

Yes.

I gotta get out of here, Doc!

They watch me leave to make sure I'm alone.

Well, not when you bury someone.

They let you take a casket up with you.

Yeah, but...

Bury me, Doc.

The next time somebody dies,

I want you to bury me with her in the cemetery.

And then, when nobody's around, I want you to come and dig me up.

Girl, you crazy.

You'd smother to death.

No. I could stand it for one or two hours.

And just think, Doc. You'd be able to see again.

I'll get you a master key.

When you hear the death bell,

come in the coffin room.

The corpse will be in the casket already.

Climb in and shut the lid.

I'll carry you out.

You won't regret it, Doc. I promise.

Where is the match?