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[cell door slams]

♪ The animals, the animals ♪

♪ Trapped, trapped, trapped till the cage is full ♪

♪ The cage is full, the day is new ♪

♪ And everyone is waiting, waiting on you ♪

♪ And you've got time ♪

♪ Think of all the roads ♪

♪ Think of all their crossings ♪

♪ Taking steps is easy ♪

♪ Standing still is hard ♪

♪ Remember all their faces ♪

♪ Remember all their voices ♪

♪ Everything is different ♪

♪ The second time around ♪

[cell door slams]

♪ And you've got time ♪

♪ And you've got time ♪

[cell door slams]

[Fig moaning]

[grunts loudly]

- Say it. - [moans]

- [Caputo] Say it! - You're the man.

Oh, you're the man!

- [grunts] - Oh!

Oh! Oh!

[grunting]

[breathing heavily]

Ew.

Gross.

[Fig] Ugh.

Your place depresses me.

The walls are sticky with loneliness.

[sighs] I'm disgusted with myself...

every time.

Why am I fucking you?

You fancy yourself a nice guy, Joe.

But you're not. You're a deeply angry and resentful man...

[zipper closes]

because the world hasn't appreciated you

the way you think you deserve.

And right now, there's no one you resent more than me.

So in fucking me, you get a small leak

in that overinflated resentment balloon.

And it gives you some relief.

I've given this some thought.

- Feels good, doesn't it? - See you next Tuesday.

See you next Tuesday.

I see what you did there.

The NFFE said they can't help us now that we're private,

and a lot of the big unions won't rep security workers.

So what's our option?

We form our own.

Just us? That's the lamest union ever.

- We'll have no power. - We got no power now.

This one time in middle school, I staged a walkout, all right,

to get more pizza days.

Got suspended for two days.

The squeaky mouse is cat food. All right?

I'm just saying.

[indistinct conversation]

What the fuck is going on here?

We're unionizing.

That's the boss, dummy.

It's Caputo. He's one of us.

Our new private overlords nixed our union memberships.

Fine print in the startup paperwork.

Sneaky bastards.

Same size as the rest of the print.

Clearly stated.

- You knew about this? - Yeah.

Because, unlike the rest of you,

I actually read something before I sign it.

How about you count your blessings

that you all got rehired?

Could be bagging groceries down at the Stop & Shop.

I am bagging groceries at the Stop & Shop.

- Every weekend. - [man] Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I work security at Riverside Mall.

This troll manager at Best Buy says I'm lacking people skills,

but, really, I think he's just threatened by my height.

Okay. I get it.

I get that this is a financial strain.

Listen, guys. We're six weeks in.

You got to prove that you're valuable

before you can start demanding shit.

- They've turned you. - Corporate wonk.

Pod person.

Okay, Norma Rae. Out of my way.

I need a goddamn cup of coffee.

[indistinct talking over PA]

These are work hours.

Rabble-rouse on your own time.

Let's go! Come on!

[radio chatter]

[cheers and applause]

[whistle blows]

[announcer] And the 175-pound weight class

goes to the Richmond Wolverines!

[cheers and applause]

A hero is not just a guy who runs into burning buildings.

It's also a person who shows us what it means

to be a decent human being.

Now, none of youse agreed

to wrestle that kid from Central today,

Kendall, uh, something.

I get it.

It's embarrassing to grapple with...

The coach tells me his one dream in life is to wrestle.

And who stepped up?

Our number-one seed, Joey Caputo.

He didn't have to.

Joey's got nothing to prove.

But he still volunteered.

Now, that is a hero.

[man] Mm-hmm.

Look at that kid.

Look how happy he is.

Hey, special kids got feelings, too, right?

I'll let him feel like he's really doing it.

You're a good man, Joey.

[announcer] And next up, we have an exhibition match

between two very special wrestlers,

Joseph Salvatore Caputo and Kendall Barnes.

Let's give them a big round of applause.

I'm a champion! I'm a champion!

[cheers and applause]

You're amazing.

No. He is.

All right. Go easy on me, buddy.

No way.

[whistle blows]

[grunts]

[crowd gasps]

Ohh! Ohh! [whistle blows]

I'm a champion! I'm a champion!

Fuck. There goes States.

[indistinct talking over PA]

There you go. This is for all of us.

Great. Thanks.

[woman over PA] You must stand at count...

- [clicking] - Under code 3-2-0.

Hey, Space Admiral.

[clicking continues] [radio chatter]

Double shocker.

Back in your bunks.

[laughter]

- Rice? - Yeah?

Sara Rice?

I got your pack-out clothes and your release paperwork.

What are you waiting for? You want out or not? Get moving.

[Leanne] Who do they think you are?

Someone with my same last name.

See, it's her name with my ID number.

That new guard don't know anybody.

She thinks it's me.

Holy shit. This is a miracle.

Praise Norma!

Is she maxing out?

Yep. Sara Rice is out of here, no strings.

Free Rice.

I'm starting to feel bad. [chuckles]

Fuck that bitch.

You really think they'll let me out?

There's only one way to know. You got to try.

If they let me go, then I'm gone.

[both laugh]

Hmm.

Oh, Lordy.

- What's that? - Nothing.

You know, I never thought about it,

but you and the Admiral share some definite similarities.

What's this whole "Admiral" thing?

Why does everyone keep calling me that?

Give me that.

- Give me this. - Don't lose my place!

All right?

This is fucking crazy.

[water running]

Oh, God! Not again.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

You just stay right there.

Okay. I'm not moving.

Listen. [sighs]

I just, I just want to say that I'm sorry.

Okay? I'm, I feel bad.

I did not mean to hit you.

Oh, it, it kind of felt like you did.

Are you gonna dime on me?

I mean, I know you don't have a whole lot of reason not to,

but... I was hoping that you could see

that my apology is sincere.

Let me make it up to you personally

and not end up in seg or down the hill.

Is this some kind of enhanced interrogation technique?

Who sent you?

Okay.

I'm gonna come clean.

I'm not NSA.

I'm CIA.

Oh, you expect me to believe that?!

Shh... It's complicated.

May I?

What they don't know is,

and by "they" I mean, you know, "they,"

like the real "they",

is that I'm actually a double agent.

And they don't know?!

That is why I had to beat you up,

to throw them offtrack.

If they find out we're working together, they'll take me out.

Oh, and if they get to you, they can redouble you.

Turn you back.

- Exactly. - Oh!

That is why we can't call attention

to our little incident.

There's a lot at stake here.

I need your silence so that we can continue the work.

- Yeah, man. - [footsteps approaching]

And thank you, for getting me that Vagisil,

'cause this was just so itchy.

Thank you.

Hey.

Now you got to really get me the Vagisil,

you know, like, so that we can, you know,

just to cover up the...

On it.

Yo. Where are my doughnuts?

Not today.

Oh, girl.

Did I not tell you to suck a dick

and get me some goodies?

Chop-chop, little lady.

Hey. What's the matter with you?

Nothing. My stomach just hurts today.

I don't feel like talking about snack foods.

Besides, I'm getting real presents from him now.

Oh.

Isn't that pretty?

You know, like, on the commercial

where the husband surprises the wife?

[chuckling] "Every kiss begins with Kay"?

[chuckles] Yeah.

Uh, no offense, but that looks like some 99-cent-bin shit.

And it's gonna turn your wrist green.

Look, it, it already has, see?

What the fuck?

What happened?

Nothing.

You're just jealous.

'Cause it's gold-plated with real gold.

- Did he hurt you? - No.

You know sometimes when, when men get around boobies,

they don't know how to act.

Okay? It's called hormones and stuff.

But I don't know if you know about that

'cause you're a muff muncher.

Did he force you?

Well... not gonna lie.

I mean, I could have used a bit of a warm-up. [chuckles]

Doesn't feel really good when you're not ready.

You know there's a word for that, right?

No.

No, it's not his fault. Mnh-mnh. I was the one.

I was flirting too much, I was smiling,

and I was really confusing.

Take that shit off your wrist right now.

He made a special trip to the mall for me.

It's not his fault.

Fuck.

[footsteps approaching]

[Alex sighs]

I just convinced Lolly that I was a CIA operative

so that she wouldn't rat on me

for attempting to choke her to death.

Pipes, I'm losing it.

I am totally spinning out.

Well... like the Kinks say, "Paranoia, the destroy-a."

Well, there is a red under my bed...

and a little yellow man in my head.

- Mm-hmm. - [chuckles]

Sounds like it's getting pretty bad.

I beat the shit out of a crazy person.

[scoffs]

I imagine my death by shanking every waking minute, and...

I completely convinced myself

that you were hooking up with that Stella chick.

She has a Ninja Turtle tattoo.

I know.

And that annoying dingo-fucker accent.

[chuckles]

Please tell me I have nothing to worry about.

You have nothing to worry about.

I'm sorry I've been so crazy.

Forgive me?

I forgive you.

[Alex sighs]

[indistinct conversations]

What happened to you?

None of your business.

It was that fucking tranny, is what happened.

- Cállate. - People should know.

You didn't get locked up with a bunch of women

so you could get beat on by a man.

I don't know what's going on with that dude,

but he's raging out.

Who? Sophia?

Sophia? She don't cause no problems.

Unh-unh. There's something wrong with that he/she/whatever.

Maybe his hormones are off.

He attacked Gloria.

This is a dangerous fucking situation.

None of us are safe.

Oops. Better watch where you're going.

[woman over PA] Don't forget, ladies.

Your usual meal is 1,500 calories.

[indistinct talking over PA]

Ladies, I was missing a panty drop in my bunk this morning.

Sorry, kiddo.

- Talk to our rep. - What are you talking about?

We're exercising our collective bargaining rights.

If you want to renegotiate our contract,

she's right over there.

[Flaca chuckling]

[indistinct conversation]

What's going on?

We don't work for ramen no more.

Fair pay for skanky pants.

Yeah. What she said.

Come back to me with a better deal, and we'll talk.

[Rikerson] 2-3-7-9.

[beep]

Okay. You have $40 left on your commissary.

Here's a check for the remainder.

Sign the back, and we'll give you cash.

There's a voucher for your bus ticket.

Fingerprints, please.

Sign here.

Hey, stranger.

Are you avoiding me?

Yes.

Care to elaborate?

I... don't know what to say. I have a, um...

- An Alex? - Yes, I have...

[sighs] ...an Alex.

Right. Well, I'm crossing the picket line here, but...

I've outdone myself.

Really.

Let me know when you want more.

[sighs]

Uh... I-I've been waiting at my bunk all morning

for someone to come get me.

What time do I get to leave?

What are you talking about?

I'm supposed to be released today.

I-I gave away all my shit and everything.

You know anything about the inmates processing out today?

Yeah. They left after count.

What about Sara Rice?

Yep. They took her, too.

Then why is she standing in front of me?

[sighs]

I don't... I don't know.

It's a miracle.

She got out out of the blue?

'Cause she believed.

Yo, Norma! You ought to hook a sister up!

She can do it for all of us.

I have faith. Don't you?

[all] Praise Norma! Praise Norma!

Here. I brought you these.

Um, uh, here's a-a-a, a pencil...

and a can of mackerel.

Norma... I'm being bullied by your group.

I thought you should know that.

[Leanne] Oh, look, everyone.

It's God's gift to Litchfield.

Shut up, Leanne. I'm talking to Norma.

Look at her with her perfect teeth and her shiny skin

and her Pocahontas hair, thinking she's better than us.

I can't help it if I have Pocahontas hair,

and it's not my fault you chose meth over teeth!

- Get the fuck out of here... - Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- You stuck-up bitch! - [Brook] Oh, my God!

How could you let this happen?

I thought you were supposed to be about kindness.

You made me think that you care, but you don't.

And you let a bunch of crazies speak for you.

Shut the fuck up, Soso!

And you're all just a bunch of chickenshit followers!

What? Now I can't help you.

Get out of here, seriously.

Nice group you got here.

Congrats on nothing.

Don't worry. I'll handle this.

Which one are you?

I'm Space Admiral Rodcocker.

Yeah. It was originally Donaldschlong.

I think I might have made a mistake by changing it.

I see why you were disturbed.

Yeah, and I don't know how she knew about my birthmark.

This is some sick stuff, Warren.

Look, a writer does not search out a muse.

A muse appears.

And when that muse wears uniform pants

that fit in all the right places, it writes its...

[Healy] Okay. That's fine.

How did you come up with all this pornography stuff, anyway?

I wrote it for Berdie's class.

Counselor Berdie Rogers, she told you to write this?

It was an exercise.

She wanted us to use our imaginations.

Oh. This is the kind of stuff you do in drama class?

Well, not really.

Berdie is more supportive of the murder stuff

than she is the sex stuff.

Oh.

Jesus.

I knew there was something wrong with that woman.

[horn honking]

Hey. So, you're getting out, huh? Lucky.

But I thought you had a butt-load more time.

- Nope. - No?

Doggett here don't want to get out

'cause she'd miss me too much.

Ain't that right, Doggett?

Hey, can you pull in here?

[indistinct talking over PA]

So, just like that? I can go?

That's how it works.

Okay, then.

Peace out, Penn.

I'm sorry about all that shit with Leanne.

I always liked you anyway.

Thanks, Ang.

Hey. Ain't your name Sara?

Yeah.

I call her Ang 'cause she reminds me of Angelina Jolie.

Don't you think?

- I don't see it. - [Pennsatucky] I do.

Whatever. Bye, Sara.

Bye, Penn. Good luck.

[man over PA] Attention, all passengers.

Call the van. Tell them to turn around.

What do you mean, "They're not answering"?

Who is it, Coates?

No. Don't call the station.

I'll handle that. Get a message to Pearson.

Tell him I need to see him immediately.

Thank you.

Sara Rice has been dropped at the bus.

Fuck! Fuck!

How does this happen?

The computer assigned her name to Angie's ID Number.

This is MCC'S fancy new system.

We, we got to call their IT guy.

Why didn't anyone catch this?

[Maxwell] New COs.

They don't know the inmates,

or, apparently, how to check a photo ID.

It's a huge fuckup.

This wouldn't have happened with senior staff.

Christ, I can tell you how many times a day Flores takes a dump.

I know when Warren is just excited

versus having an episode.

And these newbies, they don't even bother to learn names.

Should we contact the marshals?

No. Give me a minute.

Maxwell, not a word of this.

You know everybody here.

- Who's in for organized crime? - Me.

Nah. I need to pick the brain of a real criminal,

somebody who's... more hard-core.

Hard-core. [chuckles]

I worked with the Russian mafia.

We make the Italians look like guppies.

This about your little panty business?

How do you know about that?

You recruited my whole family.

They're all running the track in pink bikinis.

First, you don't ask me to wear them,

and now you undervalue my criminal mastermind.

You know what? You really need to go fuck yourself.

I need your advice.

- I want 10 percent off the top. - What?!

Your girls are rebelling.

You're paying them in sodium and MSG, and they want real money.

You haven't a clue how to do that.

And as for your one real resource, your partner,

well, you're fucking around on her.

So it's only a matter of time

before that blows up in your face.

Don't fuck where you eat or shit where you fuck.

It's bad business.

Eight percent.

You need to get money into their commissaries

and pay your girls a fair wage.

- Huh? - Mm-hmm.

You know what green dot Moneypak cards are?

- No. - No, of course you don't.

They're cash top-up cards. You're gonna need a cellphone.

Well, where am I gonna get a cellphone?

Oh, the place is crawling with them.

I found one in the bathroom once.

Cellphones are like roaches.

You see one, you know there's another hundred

hidden in the walls. [clicks tongue]

Okay.

There were five other inmates in there with the wrong numbers.

This is the same operating system

we use at all of our prisons.

[Caputo] Yeah. Well, you're lucky you caught it now,

because, clearly, it blows.

[chuckling] Yeah. This is bad.

This is really bad.

I-I can't protect you on this one, Joe.

Me?

Yeah. You're in charge of camp.

Shows a big lack of oversight.

[breathes deeply] Yeah. It does.

'Cause the fish stinks from the head.

And I am not the head.

I am actually down by the gills somewhere.

So once I call the police and the US Marshals,

and the DOC Investigator starts sniffing around,

it's going to look a lot worse

for the Director of Human Activity here at Litchfield.

- Whoa. Whoa. - Wh... whoa. Whoa.

- Yeah. Whoa. Slow down. - Yeah!

Why do we have to involve all those people in this?

We have an escaped convict.

Let's just go get her back.

Who?

You and me. Where did they take her?

The bus station in Utica.

Let's just get in a car.

We'll go get her, bring her back.

You know, nobody has to know.

So you're saying the two of us

should go and apprehend an escaped convict?

This is not the fucking Bloodhound Gang, okay?

Well, I don't know what to do.

I honestly don't know what the fuck to do!

Do you know how I got this job?

My dad is one of the SVPs at MCC.

[chuckles]

Yeah.

This is gonna be worse

than when I got kicked out of Ohio University.

I have no idea what I'm doing.

Fine.

I'll go.

- On my own. - Yeah?

Someone needs to stay here and keep a lid on things.

- Great. - [Caputo] Fuck it.

If I can get her back and no one needs to know, all the better.

Y-you're saving my ass, Joe.

- Nah. - [keys jingle]

I'm saving my ass.

[all cheering]

- [laughter] - Whoo! Whoo!

Here's to the new opening act

for the east coast tour of Glass Tiger.

- Hell, yeah! - All right?

Soon to be the headliners! The Jeff Spurber Band!

- We need a new name. - I like our name.

Of course you like our name. You're Jeff Spurber.

But you're the tambourine player, dude.

I'm the lead singer.

If we're gonna be named for someone, it should be me.

- It's my garage. - [Caputo] Hey.

If Hank and I can get along after the shit he pulled,

you guys can work it out.

We're looking at ten months on the road.

Let's enjoy it.

Come on! This is a huge fucking deal for us.

- Come on! Come on! - [glasses clink]

- Lis. - Hank.

Joey, you got a second?

- Can we talk outside? - Yeah, baby.

Are you, are you sure?

Four months.

So it's... it's a real thing, huh?

- [chuckles] - Floating around in there?

How big is it?

Like an avocado.

- Jesus. - [chuckles]

An avocado.

[chuckles]

[laughs]

[Lisa chuckles]

It's great. It's great.

Lisa, we're gonna have a baby.

Joey, do the math.

What?

Four months ago, we were broken up.

I was with Hank.

Four months ago was July. What are you...

What are you saying?

It's his?

Yeah.

Does he know?

I wanted to tell you first.

I've been so guilty about everything I put you through,

and now that we're back together, I...

This is so fucked up.

You have every right to hate me.

I love you.

I just thought you should know

because you guys are going on tour and...

I won't go. I'll stay here.

You have to go! This is your big break!

That's not why I told you.

Fuck it. They can do it without me.

- Fuck it. - Joey, you can't do that.

We'll be fine. I'm gonna move back in with my parents.

I already asked for more shifts at Paddy's.

I'm staying here.

I'm gonna take care of you... and this baby.

- I'll tell them right now. - You stay and Hank goes?

Joey, why would you do that? It makes no sense.

I love you.

I-I want to marry you.

I want to have a family with you. Hey.

Me and you... and avocado.

[laughs]

[toilet flushes]

[sighs]

Aleida is full of shit sometimes, but I believe her.

I do, too. They said she tried to chop it off herself.

Oh.

Oh, I heard she's off her meds, and her penis is growing back.

I heard she was an Ultimate Fighter

before she turned into a chick.

Well, you heard wrong.

But I will happily go all UFC on your ass

if you keep spreading that shit.

Taystee.

Where did you get that weave, girl?

Don't tell me you went to Danita.

I thought I'd switch it up.

- She ain't bad. - [Sophia] Ain't bad?

I can see those tracks from down the hallway.

Look, other people got to make a living, too.

[Sophia] My salon has been empty all day.

You think I don't know those Spanish girls

been spreading shit about me?

I don't want to get involved.

What's wrong with you? What's wrong with all of you?

Acting like a... like a bunch of stupid transphobic bitches!

You know what the worst part of becoming a woman is?

Having to participate in this catty backstab-y bullshit!

You don't want to get your hair done?

You want to whisper behind my back?

Then fuck you!

Fuck all of you!

[radio chatter]

[chuckles]

[singsong voice] We're in business.

- No way. Whose? - Mm-hmm. I have no idea.

There's probably 50 of them in here.

This place is crawling with contraband.

You know, I found a blunt, a lighter,

and a shank made out of Jolly Ranchers.

[chuckles] Why do you need a phone?

To transfer money.

Each girl is gonna get a prepaid card on the outside,

give me a 14-digit code,

and then I can wire money directly into her account

with the touch of a button.

It's called Moneypak.

Yeah, I know what it's called. I'm a drug dealer.

Pipes, this is what prison gangs do.

I know. It's brilliant, right?

[Alex] No.

This was a silly distraction

so we could have some fun and make a few bucks.

What you're talking about now is a crime network. Okay?

This is the kind of shit that landed me in here.

So you'll be extra-good at it.

Unh-unh. I'm serious, Pipes.

I'm not up for taking this thing next level.

What happened to that scary professional felon

I fell in love with, huh?

She was so hot.

Seriously? Grow up.

Put one between your knees and one under your belly. Here.

Why you being so nice?

'Cause I know where you're at.

And, listen, when your real contractions start,

you got to just surrender.

'Cause the more you fight that shit, the worse it gets.

And it also helps if you moan.

Low, low like a cow, like...

[moaning]

I don't know why, but something about opening your throat

makes everything else open up, too.

And pushing feels like shitting,

like you're taking a giant shit.

Ew! That's so gross!

And when they tell you that they can see the head,

you got to back off.

- [Dayanara] The head? - Yeah.

And you got to go slow

so that you don't tear your shit up, you know?

S-stop it, stop it. I don't even want to think about that.

I'm just glad everything's gonna be over soon.

[Maria] Not really.

You're gonna have a baby for the rest of your life.

No. I'm giving it away.

What?

To who?

To this lady who's been visiting me.

She's really nice, has a lot of money,

and my mom thinks I should do it, so...

Aleida?

What are you, fucking crazy?

It ain't right for me to keep a baby if I'm not gonna be around.

[breathes deeply]

So you're saying I did the wrong thing, huh?

You don't even get to see her anymore.

Yeah. But at least I know that she's with her family.

I would give anything to see my baby for five minutes,

and you're gonna give yours away?!

To a stranger?!

[scoffs]

You know, I may be a fucked-up mom,

but at least I didn't sell mine to the highest bidder.

Yo, give me my fucking pillow back.

I hope she rips you wide open.

What happens if they fire us

before we get officially approved as a union?

Or, so they don't get sued, they start enforcing weird rules.

You know? Pin it on that. These guys are wily.

This is how corporations been intimidating people

since the beginning of time.

You know, people died for the eight-hour workday, man.

"Not being heard is no reason for silence."

That's deep.

It's from Les Miz.

We watched it last night.

Poor Russell Crowe.

The guy sings like a dead carp getting a blow job.

- What about a blow job? - We're having a union meeting.

Oh, that sounds like a lot less fun.

If you knew what was good for you, you'd join us.

Don't see any need to rock the boat.

No, no. Come to a meeting, at least.

No, thanks.

It's at Freddy's Bar.

$2 shots if you use the code word "union."

Well, in that case... what do we want? Jager.

When do we want it? Now.

- Unh! - [laughs]

This is insane!

[Pearson] It's not insane, Joe.

It's, uh, it's plucky.

- Right. - And don't worry about camp.

I'm handling shit over here.

There's a new sheriff in town.

I'm cracking heads, taking names.

I thought you were just holding down the fort.

Well, yeah. Apparently the fort has been corrupted by one Berdie Rogers.

This is surprising to me.

Well, the stuff she's encouraging in her class,

I mean, after the sexual-harassment training,

we just can't tolerate this.

Please hold off. We need to review.

[Pearson] Already taken care of, buddy.

- You're a good man, Joe Caputo. - [sighs]

Probably, uh, probably too good for the job you're doing.

[man over PA] Last call for the express bus to New Haven.

The Olympics have been on here 24/7.

I'm partial to the diving myself.

You seen that 13-year-old Chinese kid win the high dive?

Fu something?

Amazing shit. [chuckles] Boy.

It's the parents that kill me when I watch the coverage.

You got kids?

Uh, I've got one on the way.

- Ah. Congratulations. - Yeah, thanks.

That's why I took the job, for the benefits.

Well, you get decent coverage.

Vision and dental's a little spotty, but better than nothing,

especially if you got a little one coming.

[sighs] Sorry about the smell.

It's the pipes. They don't fix shit around here.

Come on. This is the TV room.

There's lots of fighting over the channel,

so each group gets their time.

Rosa here knows the drill.

The whites got the mornings till 10:00.

Then the blacks and the Spanish take over at lunch.

Keeps rotating like that.

But me?

I watch what I want when I want to.

You like wrestling?

Oh, yeah. Uh, I used to compete.

I-I dislocated my shoulder. That ended that.

Huh. So that could have been you.

I guess. [chuckles]

In a parallel universe.

[laughs] Parallel universe.

That's good.

Come on. Let me show you the dorm.

[announcer] That is a huge moment for Anthony Vucko.

All right, ladies.

I've heard your complaints, and I have made arrangements

for everybody to get paid, cash money.

Someone on the outside will pick up a cash card.

Get me the number,

and then we'll start depositing funds into your accounts.

I'm offering you eight bucks a pair,

and I'm holding you all to quality control.

There is no cutting corners.

What about benefits? Huh?

- Benefits? - Yeah.

Yeah. What about all the, uh, flavor packets?

- We are full-time employees. - Mm.

All right, everybody gets one chicken and one beef a week until I'm out.

I don't want to wear the bikinis anymore.

- They ride up my butt. - [woman laughs]

And Jones will only be wearing boy shorts.

I want a thong.

Jesus Christ. Anybody else?

Good. Congratulations.

You are all now official employees.

[all cheering]

We're in the money! Ka-ching!

You can all thank me for that.

Oh, and, Flaca... you're fired.

- What? - Oh, shit.

You can't do that.

I can do whatever I want. Get out.

And, remember, you will be costing

each one of your closest friends hundreds of dollars a month

if you so much as open your mouth.

So I suggest that you leave quietly.

You're fucked up.

Bye-bye.

[man over PA] Yard time in ten minutes.

[indistinct conversations]

Heard you got busted. [chuckles]

Whew! Healy was mad.

He confiscate it?

[sighs]

Yo, fuck him, man.

Start over. Or write a sequel.

Make it a three-parter like Hunger Games.

No. I feel lighter.

You know, all those fans with their ideas,

my head was gonna explode.

So you're quittin'?

[sighs]

Whatever, then.

[sniffs]

[man over PA] A dorm inmates, yard time in ten minutes.

I don't think the people even like me.

They just like my story.

You don't like me.

Yeah, true. But that ain't my fault.

I mean, you beat the shit out of me, cracked one of my ribs.

I got a right to hold a grudge.

Nah, I was protecting Vee.

Vee didn't need protection.

Vee was a thug. She preyed on you.

You think I'm stupid.

I think you're vulnerable.

Yeah? Well...

Vee treated me like a person.

Everybody else thinks I'm a joke.

And she loved me.

People need love.

I know.

I'm sorry I hurt you.

[sighs]

Heard you're in a bit of hot water.

Temporary leave while MCC does an independent investigation.

I had nothing to do with that erotica.

She wrote it for your class.

No, she thinks she wrote it for my class

because that's the way children think.

I've worked with a lot of kids in the foster system.

She's functioning like a 6-year-old.

A perverted 6-year-old... but a 6-year-old.

You know, it takes a long time

to find the boundaries with these girls.

And it's not for everyone.

This is what you wanted, isn't it?

You've had it in for me since I started here.

I merely passed along information

that was brought to me.

What exactly is your real issue?

See, I-I-I can't quite pin down whether you're a misogynist

or a racist or a winning combination of the two.

You foster inappropriate relationships.

You walk around here like you own the place.

You come in here every week with a different hairstyle.

And your class is a festering incubator of deviance!

You're a vengeful little man, aren't you?

But I'll be back...

because I am good at what I do.

[indistinct talking over PA]

Shit.

Let's go, Rice.

Can I finish my soda?

Come on, man.

You're about to take me back to prison.

What the fuck are you still doing here?

I didn't know where to go.

I only got a voucher to Jersey, and I don't know anyone there.

I guess I should have walked to the Amtrak station,

but I only got 40 bucks.

Did it not occur to you that we'd come after you?

I don't know.

I kept a pet frog in the laundry for eight months,

and no one ever noticed.

Things are always crazy over there.

But freedom feels weird.

[sighs]

I guess I'm not very good at this whole escaping thing.

I could run.

You don't got a gun or nothing?

You didn't bring any cops?

Yeah, well, you can come with me now without an argument

and spend a few nights in seg,

or I can call the cops and take you back forcibly,

in which case you leave me no choice

but to charge you with attempted escape

and extend your sentence.

I'm doing you a solid here.

I ain't gonna say "thank you."

Well, you should.

So, you want to look like a big shot, huh?

Get all the glory yourself?

[scoffs]

Come on. Let's go. Up and at 'em.

You tell me one person would have turned down

the opportunity I got, one person.

I do see your point.

What if I suck your dick?

You're still going back.

Come on. Let's go.

So, is that a "yes" or a "no"?

No, thank you. Let's go.

A frog?

[Angie] We named him Benny,

but then he suffocated, and he died.

[Caputo] That's what happens in prison.

[women snoring]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[gasps]

Oh, my God.

[whimpers]

[sighs]

Hey.

There's the man of the hour.

Encyclopedia Brown and the Case of the Missing Meth Addict.

Sorry.

Yeah. Well, she's in the shu.

Poor kid.

I can't blame her.

We got lucky this time.

It could have been a lot worse.

Uh, I don't know what I can do to thank you.

I want my guys back full time.

I want their old hours back.

And they need medical.

I've heard rumblings about union stuff. Are you in on that?

It's not a matter of being in on it or not.

You want employees to show up and do a good job,

you, you got to take care of them.

[Pearson] I get it.

I mean, everybody has a right to organize,

but if MCC has to start covering benefits,

the whole venture's gonna fold.

I mean, it's shortsighted, you know?

We're all gonna be out of work.

Are you being straight with me?

Or is that just union-busting jargon?

I don't know about you, but I like having a job, Joe.

I-I respect that you look out for the underdog.

It seems like you're the kind of guy who does that a lot,

but how's that working out for you?

I don't know.

Have you seen my car?

Maybe it's time you stopped worrying about everybody else

and did something for you.

That's what everybody else in America does.

[sighs]

It took me an hour to her get down.

She's stubborn as fuck.

What's this?

You going somewhere?

Hank's back in town.

They came home to record a new album.

Did you know they sold out their last tour?

Yeah.

They're crushing it.

He came by yesterday.

He wanted to see her.

Now he wants to see her.

Joey, he's her father.

I'm her father.

I'm the one who stuck around.

[Lisa] He's her real father.

He has a right to have a relationship with her.

You're leaving me for Hank.

He's doing really well for himself.

They made a big chunk of change on that Warner's deal.

- He has ambition. - And I don't?!

I love him.

I always have.

You know that.

I want to see if we can be a family.

You have a family.

- I'm your family. - Joey...

I really appreciate everything you've done for us,

and I couldn't have done it without you.

And I love you, too.

But... it's different.

I started that band.

Those guys wouldn't have even know each other

if it wasn't for me.

I gave up everything.

I took a job... in a prison, for fuck's sake.

Didn't know you were running a tab.

Do you know how depressing my life is?!

You think I want to work a security job

for $20,000 a year?!

I did this for you!

No one asked you to.

- I was clear all along. - I saved you!

I didn't need saving!

You'd still be slutting it up down at Paddy's

if it wasn't for me.

That was ugly, Joe.

Take some responsibility for your choices.

Nobody got you here but you.

You can't spend your whole life holding the door open for people

and then being angry when they don't thank you.

Nobody asked you to hold the fucking door!

[baby crying]

Great. You woke up the baby.

[crying continues]

[indistinct conversations]

There you go.

What's all that for?

Well, I, um... I want you to go down on me.

What? Hell, no. That's disgusting.

Yeah, but I'm feeling horny, so I'm buying you.

I got some M&Ms in there.

So let's go. Get me off.

- That's not funny. - [Big Boo] I'm not joking.

You're for sale, so I'm purchasing your services.

Just, you know, check out. Go to your happy place.

I'll be quick.

Stop that.

And maybe I'll sodomize you while I'm at it.

You know, stick a hairbrush up your ass, hold you down,

pull your hair, maybe bite your neck.

Wouldn't that be fun? You might like that.

Why don't you try it, huh? Why don't you try that?

Just, you know, just let me have my fucking way with you.

Hey, I could tie you up.

We could maybe use your fucking t-shirt as a gag.

- Huh? - Would you stop it?

I'm gonna do whatever I fucking want to you,

and you're gonna lie down and you're gonna take it,

because that's the way this works, isn't it?

Isn't that it?

[voice breaking] Stop that.

[crying]

Stop it.

I want it to stop.

I want it to stop so bad.

I want him to stop.

Good.

[Pennsatucky sobs]

'Cause we're gonna get that motherfucker.

[sobs]

Okay.

[sobbing]

You should have seen her face.

I mean, I got them, they were all practically drooling

over the money,

and then I turned to her in front of everybody,

and I'm all,

"Oh, and by the way, Flaca, you're fired."

That'll teach the little bitch not to instigate.

- That's gross. - No, it was bad-ass.

I'm out.

What?

I don't want to be involved.

With what? The business?

With any of it.

What you did to Flaca was weird, Piper.

She's poor.

A lot of these girls, they're poor.

Of course they were excited about money.

They're excited about a $1-an-hour job.

Okay.

I don't like this version of you.

Well, maybe I don't like this version of you.

[chuckles] What version is that?

The paranoid, needy version.

The judge-y version.

I mean, fuck, Alex. What is your problem?

You have no idea what you're getting into.

You don't know who these people are.

You don't know who they're connected to.

And you're on some weird little power trip.

I am doing exactly what you did, and you cannot handle it

because you're afraid I might be better at it than you are.

[scoffs]

You probably are better at it now.

You're a natural.

I'm out, Pipes.

I'm out of that, and...

I'm out of this.

So, who's gonna rep us?

We need to elect a leader.

Well, I'd do it, but somebody needs to explain to me

how the whole thing works.

Holy shit.

He's come around.

Dude! Now it's official.

[Caputo sighs]

What are you guys doing?

Do you really want to make an enemy out of MCC?

You guys got yourself all riled up

without really considering what it is you're doing.

We're re-unionizing.

- And it feels so good. - [Ford chuckles]

Right. What are your exact grievances?

Hmm?

Have you rallied at least 30 percent support from the employee base?

Have you gotten them all to sign authorization cards?

How do you guys expect to be taken seriously?

Shit. You do know what you're talking about.

You should lead us.

That's a conflict of interest.

Unh-unh. These corporate types are a different breed.

They're hurting us. They're hurting our families.

We need a leader.

We need you, man.

We do. We need you.

[breathes deeply]

Well, for starters, stop meeting in the break room.

Don't give them a reason to squash you.

These guys are pros.

They will call a meeting.

It will seem optional, but it won't be.

And once they have you captive,

they are going to feed you a bunch of BS

about it being a friendly workplace,

and then they are going to use scare tactics

to try and convince you

that you're all gonna lose your jobs.

Don't fucking listen to them.

They need you more than you need them.

So, you in?

I could be your guy.

[laughter]

[all cheering]

I don't know about y'all,

but I feel a "hip, hip, hooray"

coming on right about now.

Please don't.

- No, it's coming. - Oh, yeah.

- Hip, hip! - [all] Hooray!

- Hip, hip! - [all] Hooray!

- Hip, hip! - [all] Hooray!

[all cheering]

[O'neill] ♪ Do you hear the people sing? ♪

♪ Singing the songs of angry men? ♪

♪ It is the music of the people who will not be slaves again ♪

♪ When the beating of your heart ♪

[both] ♪ Echoes the beating of the drums ♪

♪ There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes ♪

Black people don't know this song.

[all] ♪ Do you hear the people sing? ♪

♪ Singing the songs of angry men? ♪

♪ It is the music of the people who will not be slaves again ♪

♪ When the beating of your heart ♪

♪ Echoes the beating of the drums ♪

♪ There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes ♪

♪ Will you give all you can give ♪

♪ So that our banner may advance? ♪

♪ Some will fall, and some will live ♪

♪ Will you stand up and take your chance? ♪

♪ The blood of the martyrs will water the meadows of France ♪

♪ Do you hear the people sing? ♪

♪ Singing the song of angry men? ♪

♪ It is the music of the people who will not be slaves again ♪

♪ When the beating of your heart ♪

♪ Echoes the beating of the drums ♪

♪ There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes ♪

[crowd cheering]