All language subtitles for Oz S04E04 Works of Mercy

Mercy is the compassion we
feel for someone else's misfortune.

Mercy compels us to
alleviate that misfortune.

Mercy is the child of charity,
but the sister of justice,

because both are about the invisible
link that exists between people.

Mercy is spontaneous
because misery is involuntary.

At approximately 3:15 p.m., as
your children were walking home

from school with four classmates,
a blue van pulled up beside them.

A male Caucasian stepped out.

The man approached Gary and
Holly, saying that you, Mrs. Beecher,

had asked him to pick them up.

Gary was reluctant at first, but
eventually the man persuaded him,

using Pokémon cards.

The van then drove off
to the east side of town.

REIMONDO: So, what's
being done to find them?

Kidnapping is a waiting game, Sister.

We have to wait to be contacted.

-And what if you're not?
-Milk cartons.

-Toby…
-Come on. Schillinger did this.

-We have no proof of that.
-Oh, for fuck sake!

Who else?

TAYLOR: You come from a wealthy family.

Most likely we have a ransom situation.

You are fucking this up, you asshole!

Find my goddamn kids!

-Oh, my God…
-Find my goddamn kids!

OFFICER: Get them out. Out!

BEECHER: Find my kids!

[GRUNTING]

I don't know anything about a kidnapping.

Beecher seems to think you do.

That you're behind this.

He and I have had a lot
of shit happen between us

so I can understand him saying that.

But Beecher and I have
one thing in common too.

We're both fathers.

I lost a son.

I know what he's going through.

I'm sorry about what
happened in the library.

-I just got so frustrated.
-HARRISON: I know, I know.

You might want to call your mother.
She's pretty upset.

We talked about it in the car.

Toby, the reasons you're in here-The

The alcoholism, and
hitting the little Rockwell girl

Your mother and I can't help but think
that we're to blame for so much of it.

-Dad, I-No.
-We failed you growing up.

Look, as much as I'd like to
blame you for the miserable shit hole

my life has become, what's
wrong with me is inside me.

I own it, and either
I have to control it,

or it will control me.

Right now, I just want to hold my babies.

So our sweet young
things are safe and sound?

-Yeah.
-SCHILLINGER: All right.

Time to kick this thing into overdrive.

I want you to send the package.

-Dad, you sure?
-Yes.

Because I've been thinking,

like, you know I've never had a
problem with breaking the law.

But I'm talking about, at most,
a couple of stolen Camrys.

-This kidnapping…
-Keep your voice down.

This kind of thing
is really not my style.

I'll pay you double.

Okay.

Eli Zabitz?

Yeah.

Tobias Beecher. Mind if I join you?

You want to sit with me?

Yeah.

Nobody ever wants to sit with me.

I understand you did some, uh,
Fed time for kidnapping, right?

Yeah. I was framed.

Yeah, I'm sure you were. But I

I don't know if you've heard, but my
two children were abducted recently.

-I had nothing to do with it.
-I know.

What I'm asking is, I was wondering
if you might be able to look into it.

Find out if somebody
was hired to do the job.

I can ask around, see
what I could find out. But

I wouldn't hold out much hope.

So you like Def Leppard?

Years and years and years ago,

the Catholic Church made a list
of all the ways we can show mercy.

Feed the hungry, give drink
to the thirsty, clothe the naked,

shit like that.

Another of them was ransom the captive.

In those days, pirates
and infidels and such

would abduct fair maidens
and Christian pilgrims.

God-fearing people were
expected to pay for their return.

But who gets to ransom the
captive in this day and age?

Instead, we're expected
to visit the imprisoned.

That's right.

Come on down.

Break it up, you two.

[GRUNTS]

-You okay?
-KELLER: Oh, shit, yeah.

Hey, man, they stab me, they
shoot me, I ain't going down.

How you doing?

-My kids…
-I heard. That's fucked up.

I'm sorry, man.

I feel so goddamn helpless.

I bet.

At least the baby-Harry is safe.

They're gonna be all right. You hear me?

They're gonna be okay.

They're gonna be fine.

BEECHER: Oh, man.

I missed you.

Me too.

Keller's back in Emerald City.
The two love birds are reunited.

I hope they enjoy their evening together.

It's gonna be the last
night of sleep or peace

that Beecher's gonna
have for a long, long time.

Chris?

Sorry. Did I wake you?

Hey. What's the matter?

Toby, I died.

And there's no white light.

I was there, but they brought me back.

But I was there, Toby, I was
in hell and I felt everything.

I felt the pain and I felt
the fire for all of eternity.

-Hey, it's gonna be okay.
-No, it's not gonna be okay.

Don't fucking lie to me. I was there,
Toby. They're bringing me back.

You know, it's funny.

You got pissed at me for
talking to Said about God.

But that's what I was
talking to him about.

Because if all that's left,

for us in this life is Oz, we better
start thinking about what's next.

What comes after.

[POUNDING]

Don't let go.

Okay, okay.

Tobias.

I didn't expect to see you here
today, given what's going on.

Well, work helps keep my
mind from caving in on itself.

REIMONDO: I hear that.

It's a madhouse outside, thought
the crowd of protesters is smaller.

I'm afraid people are getting
used to capital punishment.

Sister Pete, I need to ask you a favor.

If I can, you know I will.

What?

Talk to Chris.

Now, how is it that you ask
me the one thing that I won't do?

He feels terrible.

Tobias, he tried to use me to get to you.

Now he's using you to get to me.

I will not play his game.

He's afraid if you leave the
convent, he's gonna burn forever.

Oh, he's gonna burn
all right, but not for that.

He's gonna burn for all of
the other people he's hurt.

All of the other lives he's
destroyed, including yours.

TAYLOR: We've been
going through the records

of various prisoners at Emerald City.

One pops out as a potential
connection to the kidnapping.

-Who?
-Christopher Keller.

No. Chris is my friend.

Let me see that.

-Keller broke every bone in your body.
-He's the one?

He also saved my life from Schillinger.

I'm telling you,
Schillinger is responsible.

-Armed robbery, assault, kidnapping.
-He wasn't convicted.

Police suspect him of raping,

torturing and murdering
several homosexual men?

It can't be him. It's not him.

How can you be so sure?

I know Chris, Mother. Intimately.

Intimately?

He's my lover.

Holy shit.

Vern, you better come see this.

-SCHILLINGER: What do you got?
-A package for Tobias Beecher.

-Look.
-Jesus Christ.

Officer Howell, we got a problem here.

What the hell is that?

SCHILLINGER: A child's hand.

[BEECHER SOBBING]

[COUGHS]

Leave us alone.

How you holding up?

MOBAY: A few days in the hole

only increases my credibility with
Pancamo, Adebisi and Morales.

Ever spent any time in here?

No.

Good.

[GATE BUZZING]

Hey, oh, you look like shit!

[IN JAMAICAN ACCENT] So I'm in?

[IMITATING MOBAY] "So I'm in?"

Adebisi ain't convinced, man.

Looks like you're gonna
have to take another test.

Oh, yeah.

MOBAY: We going to box?

MORALES: We want to
see if you can take a punch.

Or two.

You got a problem with me, man?

[PRISONERS CHUCKLING]

Yeah, you're weak.

Give me gloves.

-Well, actually, we're not gonna spar.
-No?

No. I'm gonna use you for a heavy bag.

And the rest of us bet on
how long you stay standing.

Ready?

-Yeah.
-Ding, ding.

[PRISONERS SHOUTING]

POET: Fifteen seconds. I win. Pay up.

Real impressive.

Yeah, thanks.

Them bruises must hurt.

Uh-huh.

Here. I brought you a little
something to sooth your wounds.

Later.

HILL: Yo.

What the fuck are you doing?

Breakfast of Champions.

-You wanted to see me?
-We just took a straw poll on you.

-I voted yes.
-I voted no.

-I abstained.
-A tie.

How do I break this tie?

There's a final test.

Which is…?

You gotta kill somebody.

-Who?
-Anybody.

We don't care.

All right, I'll do it.

Pete.

-I have terrible news.
-Oh my God, what?

The cardinal is coming.

Cardinal Abgott is coming to Oz?

He wants to say a Mass, meet with
the staff, and then with some prisoners.

You're friends with him, right?

I worked with him in his office
until he transferred me here.

I…

…disagreed with him once too often.

I'm taking the day off.

MUKADA: Oh, no, you can't.

Ray, I have one foot
out of the convent door.

I think hobnobbing with the cardinal
would be a little hypocritical, don't you?

Yeah, well, he specifically
asked to meet you.

Me? Why?

Well, apparently this whole thing
started because His Eminence

received a letter from a prisoner.

Which one?

Chris Keller.

Chris Keller. Of course.

Raymond.

Cardinal Abgott, it's
good of you to come.

It's a pleasure to see you, son.

Let's suit up.

Do you know why I
transferred you to Oswald?

I had too many opinions?

You had too big an ego.

Probably.

Something tells me that's changed.

-ABGOTT: The body of Christ.
-INMATE 1: Amen.

-The body of Christ.
-INMATE 2: Amen.

-The body of Christ.
-KELLER: Amen.

-ABGOTT: The body of Christ.
-INMATE 3: Amen.

-The body of Christ.
-REIMONDO: Amen.

I spoke to the head of
your order, Sister Leocadia.

She says you're questioning
your own vocation.

Yes, I am.

Welcome to the club.

You?

My first parish was
way out in the country.

A desolate area.

The pastor was old.
The housekeeper even older.

Winter hit, I was lonely.

I cried.

Then I prayed.

I cried some more and prayed even harder.

Well, that's… that's what I'm doing.

ABGOTT: Good.

Then whatever you decide
will be the right thing to do.

REIMONDO: Thank you.

God bless you, Sister.

[BUZZING]

God bless you, Sister.

As you already know, the
jury has ruled in our favor.

They recognize that the
state was guilty in all injuries

and deaths caused after the riot.

So they have made recommendations
that we receive the full settlement.

Forty-five million.

Oh, yeah!

Before you all go spending
that money, know this:

The state has appealed the decision.

-Appealed?
-SAID: Yes, appealed.

It is an election year. There is no
way that Devlin will write us a check.

Not before November.

Said, you can't goose this thing along?

As we are all aware, the
legal system moves very slow.

There's no way to know when our
case is coming before the appellate court.

It took almost 30 years for
the prisoners of Attica to win.

Thirty fucking years?
Christ, I'll be ancient.

Like you, Rebadow.

Look, I know this is frustrating.

But I want you all to see,

the court decision this
week, that was a huge hurdle.

A huge victory.

We must remain resolved.

I'll inform you of anything else.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Yes?

Have you ever killed anyone?

No.

An extraordinary experience, watching
the life fade from someone's eyes.

[SCREAMING]

Even as he was dying, Hernandez's
instinct was to kill me for killing him.

[SCREAMING]

Survival meant less to him than revenge.

And this preamble is taking us where?

Jason Cramer. You've
successfully gotten him a new trial.

-Yes.
-I know you've been under

a lot of pressure from the other Muslims

not to get involved with the case.

-Yes?
-I think you should listen to them.

And you think this because…?

Last night, I had a premonition.
Cramer will go free.

Now, I'm gonna tell you something.
I'm gonna explain to you.

Jason Cramer is guilty
of murdering his lover.

I have seen the trial
transcripts and all the evidence.

He will be convicted again.

Then why did you fight
to get him a new trial?

The jury voted against
Cramer because he was gay.

So this whole thing
is theoretical for you.

There is nothing
theoretical about justice.

And if Cramer goes free?

That's not gonna happen.

You better pray you're right.

We have a request for a
meeting regarding your case.

Yeah? A meeting with who?

The homicide detective who arrested you.
Robert Stransky.

Here's the deal. You got this
cocksucker a new trial, right?

My doctor tells me I got three
of four more months to live.

Now, before I die, I want to
make certain things straight.

I want you to know I
tampered with the evidence.

I couldn't find the murder
weapon, so I went to the kitchen.

I opened a drawer and
took out a kitchen knife,

and I smeared it in the blood,
and I dropped it next to his body.

His fingerprints were
all over that knife.

STRANSKY: No.

[COUGHS]

No, they weren't.

My pal in Forensics
doctored up the tests.

And you would be willing
to give a deposition?

To go into court and say this?

STRANSKY: I know
this fuck is guilty as shit.

But I want to buy
back a piece of my soul.

Yeah, If you want me to,
I'll yell it from the prison roof.

Okay, sweetheart?

We go public with this information,
the press will get a seven-inch boner.

Yes.

And you say the only witness,
the guy at Airborne, is dead?

-Yes.
-Oh, man.

I don't know, man, I feel like
maybe this could swing in my favor.

Yes.

Cramer, I am recusing
myself from the case.

What, what's that mean?

It means I am resigning as your lawyer.

Immediately.

To instruct the ignorant, counsel
the doubtful, to admonish the sinners.

In order for these works of mercy
to happen, you need two things.

Someone in distress, and someone
with the capacity to help them.

In other words, an ignoramus
can't instruct another ignoramus,

and a sinner can't admonish a sinner.

[ON TV] Today, in the
retrial of Jason Cramer,

who had previously been convicted

for the murder of his lover,
the jury reached a verdict,

finding Cramer not guilty.

The Adamsville native, who
has served nearly two years,

is expected to be released from
the Oswald Correctional Facility,

sometime this week.

In other news, the state's jobless
rate fell slightly over the past month

to 3.8 percent.
Preliminary figures released yesterday

by the state's labor department
show that employers created

nearly 1000 new jobs.

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

[CHANTING]

Allah is not listening, brother.

He is deaf to you.

[GATE BUZZING]

[GATE BUZZING]

Warden. A word?

Um…

I know that you've been having
meetings recently with members

of the local community
regarding possible replacements

for Tim McManus.

Yes.

I also know that you talked about
hiring an African-American for the job.

-What, you got my office bugged?
-I want to come see you, Warden.

Discuss with you the kind of
man who you should consider.

Well, I'd love that, Said, but you
see, I've already hired someone.

In fact, he's on his way in now.
His name is Martin Querns.

I want to thank you for
this opportunity, Warden.

I've heard about Emerald
City for years now.

Well, the place started
out as an experiment,

but unfortunately it pretty much failed.

Oh, I don't know.
Maybe the first stage failed.

But like any worthwhile experiment,
we need to try different methods,

till we figure out what works.

Well,

for me, the most important elements are:

One, keeping the lid
on the racial tension,

and two, keeping a lid
on the violence in general.

QUERNS: Those are my priorities, as well.

Do I have your permission to do what
I feel is necessary to keep the peace?

Yes.
I'll let you have a fairly free hand.

Until you fuck up.

Well, I can't ask for any more than that.

[CHUCKLES]

[GATE BUZZING]

Okay, everybody, listen up.

I want to introduce you to Martin
Querns, the new unit manager.

He has a vast range of experience,
having worked in both federal prisons

as well as state detention centers.

The warden is correct. I have
served in many correctional facilities.

But what he didn't say was that, like
most of you, I come from the streets.

I'm not some candy-ass white liberal
looking to turn you into better citizens.

I intend to meet with
each of you individually.

But until that time, keep
one principle in mind:

Don't fuck with Querns.

That's all.

QUERNS: I wanted to
meet with you first because,

as I understand, you're one
of the leaders around here,

in terms of the drug trade.

As a teenager, I worked
for Slim Sam Kolbe.

You know him?

Slim Sam weighed about
300 pounds, of course.

I worked my way up
through his organization,

until Ricky Jay Lee
blew Slim Sam's head off.

I decided the moment had come to retire.

And the point of all this?

To let you know I
know every trick you got.

To let you know I'm smarter than you.

-You're smarter than me?
-Oh, yeah.

Because unlike you, I never got caught.

How do you keep that thing on your head?

Now, what are you gonna do? Hit me?

Sit down.

I want you to listen to
me good, Simon Adebisi.

To my mind, drugged-out
prisoners make for a quiet cell block.

So you can sell whatever the fuck you
want, to whoever you want to sell it to.

I don't care.
I'm gonna be looking the other way.

-On one condition, right?
-Geez, you are smart.

One condition: No violence.

I mean none. Zero.

Agreed?

That's it? No violence?

Yep.

He just want me to make sure that
everybody obeys the rules all the time.

This could be a trick.

Yeah. But I don't think so.

Like the way things
were back in the old days.

We Sicilians controlled our own streets,

so the cops backed away.

Little Italy was the
safest place in the city.

-Look, I vote yes.
-Me too.

All right.

Well, I'm glad you called.
I've actually been meaning to call you.

Well, Leo, after the shooting and

And after Diane left, I admit that I went…
I went south.

I mean, singing at Officer Howard's
memorial service, that was just crazy.

But I've had time to
rest and relax and think.

-Tim…
-I'm ready to come back.

-Come back?
-To run Emerald City.

You can't. Job's not available.

-What?
-I've hired someone to replace you.

-Well, un-hire him.
-No.

Leo, I took the heat for
that gun coming into Em City.

But I read in the papers it
was actually Clayton Hughes,

your little protégé, that brought it in.

Yes, and he's been charged. He's out on
bail till his trial starts in few weeks.

-I want my unit back.
-How many times

you want to hear me say no?

Leo, this is my life.

I'm well aware of that.

I do have another offer.

Voght's retiring.
I need someone to run Unit B.

I'll take it.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Well, well.

Look who's here to join the party.

[PRISONERS CHUCKLING]

The arrest of Busmalis
and the cardinal's visit

have clearly helped the situation.

SCHULTZ: Our most recent poll
shows that 42 percent of the public

now believe the prison
system is well run.

That's up 16 points since
after the Em City shooting.

We're not getting any backlash
because of Bellinger's execution?

A little. But capturing Miguel
Alvarez would balance it out.

Unfortunately, there's
still no sign of him.

Our biggest concern right
now is Clayton Hughes.

He's out on bail and he's
been making a lot of speeches

condemning the governor.

I know.

You have a relationship
with Hughes, don't you?

Clayton's father and I
were both rookies at Oz.

His dad died in my arms,
killed by a prisoner back in 1982.

Oh, well, we could use that.

You need to talk to the man, Leo.
Tell him to shut up.

Time for me to charm the DAR.

Desmond.

Get me Clayton Hughes.

GLYNN: What I'm asking
is for you to cool the rhetoric.

HUGHES: Rhetoric? I speak the truth.

Devlin represents all
that is evil in white society.

I can't understand how
you could even think

of running with him
as lieutenant governor.

Clayton, you lived a
very protected childhood.

Oh, here we go.

You know, not everything
is tied to my father's death.

Yes, it is.

You only see the world
as black and white.

Trust me, Clayton, life is gray.
As gray as these fucking walls.

Now, I don't love James Devlin,
but I don't see him as Satan either.

Somebody must stop him. And soon.

MAN [ON TV]: Integrity.

It's what sets real leaders
apart from typical politicians.

One man running for governor has been…

You Americans think just
because you have democracy

you are better than everybody else.

Elections are not what
makes a country great.

Yeah? And what does, vodka?

Byezhalostny. How do you say it?

To be ruthless.

-Who is Ruth?
-Huh?

I don't know anybody named Ruth.

Listen, Nikolai, I've been thinking.

You and me, we can make a lot
of money renting that cell phone out

to the slugs around here.

We?

We're business partners, right?

No. The phone is mine already.

The more people know about it, the
sooner someone blabs to the hacks.

So just keep your mouth shut tight.

Oh, God, I wish I could find
where his fucking hiding place is.

-Fuck.
-Like a treasure hunt?

Yeah. Yeah, like a
motherfucking treasure hunt, Cyril.

Listen, I want you to search
every square inch of Em City.

See if you can find that cell phone.

But the trick is, you
can't let anyone know,

especially Stanislofsky,
what you're doing, okay?

Okay. Can I start now?

Right now. Go ahead.

I did just what you wanted.
I didn't say anything to anybody.

Good boy. You didn't find the
cell phone, though, did you?

-Nope.
-And you looked all over?

-Yep.
-Where's he keep that fucking thing?

Hey, how you doing?
I'm gonna kill that motherfucker.

Gonna fucking kill him.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

-Yes?
-MOBAY: Dr. Nathan is here.

Send her in.

Gloria.

May I hug you?

Yeah.

-Sit down, please.
-Thanks.

Can I get you anything? Do anything?

Yeah, you can stop being so goddamn nice.

All right.

No, I didn't mean that.

Leo, I know you know
what I'm going through.

With your daughter getting raped.

Well, she's better now.
In time, you'll get better too.

-I want to come back to work.
-So soon?

If I don't come back now, I never will.

Gloria, I don't want you to quit.

But I also don't want you to rush
yourself. Healing is a process.

A slow process.

Not for me.

There's only one thing I need
to do to make myself feel better.

-What's that?
-Confront Ryan O'Reily.

NATHAN: I know you're responsible.

For what?

For me getting raped.

-No way.
-Don't you deny it.

-Don't you fucking deny it.
-Gloria.

I know. I know.

You called somebody
and asked them for a favor.

Why would I do that?

Because the session the
other day didn't go your way.

Because you couldn't manipulate me.
Because you're a twisted fuck.

You want me to say
that I called a pal of mine,

and I had him beat you and rape you?

Is that what you want me to say?

Yes.

Fine. I did.

You happy?

Yes.

The one thing, through all of this
shit, you've said over and over again

is that you love me, and all you
wanted was for me to say I love you back.

Well, I came today to tell you,
to see your face when I tell you

that it'll never, ever happen.

In fact, it's the opposite. I hate you.

I will always hate you, until we are
both dead in the ground. I will hate you!

Fine.

Then tell me something else.

When he was fucking
you, did you think of me?

REIMONDO: Gloria!

-O'REILY: Stop it!
-REIMONDO: Gloria!

-OFFICER: Back off, back off, back off!
-REIMONDO: Gloria!

O'REILY: Did you think of me, huh?

Did you fucking think of me, huh?

Did you fucking think of me?
Come on, Gloria!

Were you thinking of me?

Another work of mercy.
To comfort the afflicted.

But you see, there are a lot
of ways to comfort somebody.

And a lot of afflicted just
don't want to be comforted.

REIMONDO: Gloria has decided
to press charges against you.

So you might be looking at another
five years added on to your sentence.

Five years. Gee.

And I have to file a report.

Fine.

I know you pretty well, Ryan.

And it may seem crazy, but I have
to tell you that I think you're lying.

I don't think you had anything
to do with Gloria's rape.

I said I did it. I did it.

Okay?

Okay.

When do we see Dr. Nathan
and those nice people again?

We're not. It's over.

Oh. Do they still hate me?

No, Cyril, they don't hate you.

They hate me.

Listen…

That man that you killed

Dr. Nathan's husband?

That wasn't your fault, okay?

Okay.

And Hamid Khan,

that was my doing too.

All right? You gotta know that, Cyril.

I'm guilty, not you.

I remember when I was little that Mom
always used to take us to confession.

And we'd go in the big
wooden box and tell all our sins.

Yeah.

And Mama said by telling God,
our sins were washed away.

Remember?

Yeah.

Yeah, I remember.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

Today I lied.

I told someone I did
something that I didn't do.

Why?

Because it's what she wanted to hear.

O'REILY: Because it's what she needs
to know to make herself whole again.

[ON TV] Fugitive Miguel Alvarez
continues to evade capture,

as police widen their
search across the state.

Alvarez, along with another prisoner,
Agamemnon Busmalis, escaped…

Look who's out the Hole.

MAN [ON TV]: Agamemnon was captured

and returned to Oswald earlier this week.

INMATE: How are you?

BUSMALIS: Anybody here from Cleveland?

All right. Good.

Being free, even for a few
hours, was so wonderful.

I mean, I had no money, no
overcoat, it was cold out there.

Man, oh, man, I was so happy.

I stopped in the middle of
the street and did a little dance.

[SQUEALING]

Of course, that's when they caught me.

You were standing
outside Miss Sally's house?

I was hoping to catch a
glimpse of her in the flesh.

Maybe even exchange a word or three.

What the fuck happened to Alvarez?

I don't know. As soon as we
crawled out of the tunnel he vamoosed.

You know what I miss more
than anything about being free?

Taking a bath. I hate showers.

To sit and soak in a hot
tub, bubbles everywhere.

Bubbles.

Zamyechatyelno.

I'll bet you even had a little
rubber ducky, huh, Nikolai?

-Rubber ducky?
-Yeah.

-What is rubber ducky?
-A product of capitalist imperialism.

What do you miss most, Bob?

I have nothing to say to you.

Bob, please, talk to me.

This silence is grueling.

Why are you mad at me?

The fact that you don't know
makes the offense worse.

You're pissed off that I tried to escape?

I'm pissed off that you
didn't ask me to go with you.

Oh.

That you never ever told me
you were digging another tunnel.

Well, I had my reasons.

Which were…?

-Well…
-What?

I thought you'd slow me down.

-Slow you down?
-I'm sorry, Bob.

I'm as vital as I ever was.

-I know.
-I killed a man.

-I know!
-Fuck you.

Oh, shit.

[ON TV] Tomorrow, at dawn,
Shirley Bellinger will be executed

for the drowning of
her 8-year-old daughter.

State law allows Bellinger the right
to choose her own means of death,

and Bellinger, the first woman
executed by the state since 1841,

has asked to be hanged.

I can't listen to this
fucking shit anymore.

Yeah, depresses the fuck out of me.

Adebisi, weren't you
in love with Bellinger?

-No.
-Yeah, you had a little crush on her.

She had a crush on me.

If I had to die, I'd go
lethal injection, man.

Me, I'd OD'd.
An ounce or two of heron, straight up.

The State is not gonna give you drugs.

Well, ain't lethal injection a drug?

They get a doctor to decide where
the knot on the noose should be,

depending on the
person's height and weight,

so that the noose snaps
the neck in the right place.

I remember the day of my
execution, I was terrified.

But then when I didn't
die, I felt like such a coward.

MAN [ON RADIO]: Anti-capital
punishment protestors continue

to march outside the prison,

though officials claim the number
is smaller than was expected…

-Bye-bye, Bellinger, huh?
-Yeah.

I was kind of hoping to
see her one more time,

but the hacks have delayed
all mail deliveries to death row

till after the execution.

She's quite a gal.
Reminds me of my late wife.

My Arlene.

KIRK: She showed me her cunt.

I was mopping up the floor
outside her cell, and wham-bam!

She showed me her cunt.

GLYNN: Next item.

Shirley Bellinger's execution is
scheduled for dawn tomorrow.

-Bye.
-Peter Marie

No, no, no, Leo.

I agreed that I wouldn't protest
publicly again, but that doesn't mean

I have to sit here and
listen to the details.

But Bellinger has asked
you to do something for her.

What?

GLYNN: After she's dead, she
wants you to collect her possessions.

She doesn't want anyone
else touching her things.

What am I supposed to do with them?

Well, she says dispose
of them as you wish.

Okay. Can I go now?

Yeah.

Ray, she's asked for
you to pray with her.

All right.

Shirley, have you any thoughts
as the hour approaches?

Thoughts?

Of course I have thoughts.
How could I not?

-Would you share them with us?
-BELLINGER: Sure.

I'm wondering why anyone
cares what my thoughts are.

They sure as hell didn't care when
my husband was drunk and beat me,

or when my father-in-law raped me.

No, it wasn't until I killed my daughter,

Until I did something horrific,
that what I think matters.

All I wanted was for
someone to pay attention.

And now that you finally are, I see
that my life then or now isn't worth shit.

Oh.

If I say "shit" you can't use this.
Right?

I'm not supposed to say
"shit" on the air, am I?

Aren't you curious to know who
got Shirley pregnant here in Oz?

No.

[SIGHS]

It's time.

Good morning, sugar.

How you doing?

Woke up with a crick in my neck.

I must've been sleeping funny.

Maybe it's stress.

In any case, the hanging
will take care of the crick.

-What'd I miss?
-Nothing yet, Natalie.

-Miles is sleeping?
-DEYELL: Yeah.

He has no sense of propriety.

So…

So what'd you have for your final meal?

A nice Slim Fast milkshake.

A girl's got to protect her
figure, even if she's a corpse.

Ready?

Quite.

Sorry to get you up so early, Father.

Warden, Officer Lopresti

has been coming to my cell
every night and fucking me.

-That's a lie.
-You and I will talk later.

LOPRESTI: Yes, sir.

[WHISPERS] Bitch.

Speaking of that, Shirley, would
you mind solving a mystery for me?

If I can.

[WHISPERS] When you got pregnant
here in Oz, who was the father?

-Was it Lopresti?
-BELLINGER: Oh, no.

He wasn't working death watch then.

My lover was Satan in the form of a man.

Which man?

A lady never reveals such secrets.

But I'll give you a hint.

Neither rain nor snow…

Goodbye, Moses.

So long, Shirley.

See you around, kiddo.

Save me a seat at the beauty salon.

MUKADA: The Lord is my shepherd,

MUKADA AND BELLINGER: I shall not want.

He maketh me lie down in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside the
still waters, he restores my soul.

MUKADA AND BELLINGER: He
guides me in the paths of righteousness

for his name's sake.

Even though I walk through
the valley of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil…

You prepare a table before me
in the presence of mine enemies,

you anoint my head with oil…

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

And I will dwell in the
house of the Lord forever.

Amen.

[WHISPERS] No. No, no.

I changed my mind.
I don't want to die this way.

-I don't want…
-It's too late.

-No, no!
-Shirley!

No, no! No, please, please!

No, no, no, please, please!

No!

No, no, no, please, please!
Oh, God, oh, God!

Not yet, not yet, not yet, not yet!

Oh, sweet heaven!

Oh, sweet Jesus!
I'm sorry for all I've done!

Please, please, please intercede
for me now! Oh, sweet Jesus!

Help me, sweet Jesus!
Help me, sweet Lord!

[BELLINGER CRYING]

I'm sorry for all I've done.

Please, please, please,
intercede for me now.

Oh, sweet Jesus. Oh, help me, baby Jesus…

[CRYING]

MILES: Hey, Sister.

Can I have her mirror?

Sure.

I'm the next one to die, you know.

Yes. I know.

HILL: The final act of mercy.

To bury the dead, to pray for the dead.

And the living.

We are merciful, not just
for humanitarian reasons.

We are merciful because we
ourselves want to be saved.

God expects mercy from us.
God demands it.

Yet how much mercy does he show us?

Kyrie eleison.

That means, "Lord have mercy."

Christ have mercy.

Please.