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- Do it. Get him! - Come on, Hammer.

Hammer, finish him.

Get it done now.

Finish him, Hammer.

Hammer, Hammer, Hammer!

Prisoner outside.

Outside. Move it.

Here's the video, Lieutenant Tracton.

Hammer kills Goodhope in two minutes.

I knew you were a cop,

and since you are so interested in our little enterprise,

you just became part of it.

Tonight you're gonna have the opportunity

to question the Hammer of D-block up close and personal.

Get him out of here.

Into the pit!

Come on, ladies.

You might wanna see this.

Get that shirt off, buddy.

Come on, get that shirt off him.

Come on, bring it on.

Fresh meat, Hammer.

He's a cop, Hammer.

You know what to do.

Don't let me down.

Come on!

Come on, Hammer.

Get him. That's it.

That's it.

That's it. Come on!

Come on, Hammer.

Nothing got out, warden. This should end it.

Good.

You know, you'd think they'd learn. This is my house.

Yeah! Kill him off!

Finish him. Finish him. Finish him.

Holland was an undercover cop.

Sent into Copperhead to see if there was any truth

to the rumors that the guards were

staging fights with the prisoners.

Copperhead prison authorities said

that Holland couldn't take the pressure,

so he leapt to his death from the fourth tier of a cellblock.

Who verified it?

The prison doctor.

He signed the death certificate

and he confirmed it as a suicide.

Looks more like a beating than a fall.

Hm. Maybe the cons found out he was a cop.

Who in the prison knew he was undercover?

No one, but the warden was very upset when he found out

that he hadn't been informed

that Holland was on special assignment

from the Arkansas attorney general's office.

Sending in an Arkansas cop was the first mistake.

Yeah, between the guards and the cons at Copperhead,

they must know every cop in the state of Arkansas.

That's why the governor called us

to see if we had someone to go in undercover.

It's a dangerous assignment because the corruption

probably goes all the way up to the warden.

If that's the case, when you go inside, there's no safety net.

That's right.

Walker, the governor wanted me to tell you

that this is not an order, and you don't have to go,

which is what I recommend.

Tell the governor I'll go in.

Why didn't I know you were gonna say that?

Since you can't trust anybody on the inside,

maybe you should go in with some backup.

Trivette's right. We should all three go in.

Well, I hate to say it, but it would make me feel better.

Okay.

Trivette, you go in as a guard. You and I'll go in as cons.

I'll go in first.

d In the eyes of a Ranger d

d The unsuspecting stranger d

d Had better know the truth d

d Of wrong from right d

d 'Cause the eyes Of the Ranger d

d Are upon you d

d Any wrong you do He's gonna see d

d When you're in Texas Look behind you d

d 'Cause that's where The Ranger's gonna be d

Heads up, gentlemen.

Inmates coming in.

All right, break them out of there.

Come on, maggots, what do you think this is?

Come on, men.

No one's gonna change your diaper from this point on.

Move it. My name is Lieutenant Tracton.

I am Chief of Guards.

My job at this institution is to make your lives a living hell,

and I love my work.

You've had your three strikes.

You are out, and now you are mine.

At Copperhead all new inmates start out

in solitary confinement.

Solitary?

Shut up, or you'll never get out of here.

This doesn't bother you... Flint?

I've been there before.

Move 'em out.

Home sweet home.

Hammer?

Distributors need a little more to work with.

Warden Kyle wants you to stretch it out with Rogers.

You tell Warden Kyle, he wants a real fight,

get me a real fighter.

This Jake Flint checks out. He's a tough one too.

Yeah? Yeah, boy.

Last time they let him out of solitary

he killed a guard with a single punch.

That's why they sent him to us.

Sounds like a good prospect.

Let's go welcome the new guard.

Beeman, isn't it?

Had some trouble at the state prison over at Fort Smith?

Depends on what you mean by trouble.

You're the big wind here?

Yeah, yeah. Lieutenant Tracton.

Yeah, they said you had a mouth on you.

Who the hell are they?

Policy review board.

Said you liked to use your baton too.

Yeah, it's sort of a... zen thing, you know?

That a fact?

Heard you were in the yard

when they cut Lieutenant Wilson's throat.

Yeah, I was.

I was the one that put him in the body bag.

Really?

But Wilson wasn't in the yard,

and they didn't cut his throat.

He was in the laundry room.

Cons smothered him with a mattress.

So what's with the thumb on my windpipe?

All the guards are here at Copperhead

for disciplinary problems.

Undesirables, potential lawsuits,

embarrassments to the system.

What, are you butterin' me up?

I'm here to straighten you up,

or ship your butt out.

I'm good at what I do,

which is keepin' slime balls in line.

You don't like it, start shippin'.

Well, you talk the talk.

Now let's see if you can walk the walk.

One of the upstanding citizens in this cell

made a shiv in the machine shop.

Shake it down. Find it.

Outside.

Well, I guess you're just gonna have to throw 'em out.

Can I borrow that, please?

Don't get your salad tossed.

You really want me to start tearin' up

state property, or do you wanna stipulate

that there was no shiv in there, and there never was?

Okay, you can walk the walk.

Take him down to supply, get him squared away.

Check him out.

Done.

Get your butts up. You guys are pathetic.

Hey, what's the date?

Thirteenth of November,

like it makes any difference to you.

My name is Lieutenant Tracton.

I am the Chief of Guards.

It is my job in this establishment to make sure

that your lives are a living hell, and I love my work.

At Copperhead, it is the policy

that all new inmates start out

in solitary confinement. Ah, come on, man. You're crazy.

Hey?

That's crap. How long?

Until I say you can come out. You got any more questions?

Yep. Does the ugly come from your mother's side

of the family, or what?

You think you're tough, punk?

Hell, you don't even know what tough is.

You want some tough, tough guy?

What's wrong, tough guy?

I'm gonna break your neck!

Don't kill him.

Welcome to Copperhead.

Take him to the hole.

Get up.

I got him.

You think it worked?

Yeah, for both of us.

You all right?

I'll let you know in a couple of days.

Yeah, the rumors were right.

They're stagin' fights between cons.

They're tapin' the fights and sellin' 'em over the internet.

Guards are gettin' a piece of the action.

Alex, I'm tellin' you, they're makin' a mint on this thing.

Where do they fight? In a place called the pit.

It's right behind D-block.

That's where the fighters live too.

Wait. You mean like a stable of gladiators or something?

Somethin' like that. Now, listen.

They've got this con here they call the Hammer.

He's real awesome. His real name is Dirk Savage.

He's killed a few of his opponents on camera.

I guess he's becoming some sort of cult figure

in the underground.

Scuttlebutt says he's the one that killed

the undercover cop.

I'll see if Dan Johnson can find a web site

selling underground cage fights on the internet.

Have you seen Walker?

I hear he's supposed to come out of solitary tomorrow.

He's been in solitary?

Yeah, yeah. That's where they keep the new cons

so they can check 'em out.

Gage went in today too.

For how long?

He shouldn't be in too long though.

The way I see it, this cage fight operation

is real hungry. They gotta have a steady flow

of heavy hitters to take on this guy the Hammer.

With Gage's doctored history, he should be a prime contender.

Alex, I gotta go.

I'll call you again when I can.

You're a lucky man, Flint.

You're goin' to D-block.

What's so special about D-block?

You'll find that out when you get there.

Let's go.

Open D-block.

Hey, Tracton, new meat?

Yeah.

Who's the bigmouth?

Dirk Savage, affectionately known as the Hammer.

The Hammer? Why?

Like I told you before, Flint, you'll find out.

Enjoy your new home.

Which one's my bunk?

I'm Gill Stout.

Tom Munger.

Jake Flint.

How'd you get all this stuff?

We have to fight every week.

No rounds, no holds barred, and it's all on camera.

This Hammer guy, what's his story?

He used to collect for the mob. Used to be a leg-breaker,

with a perfect collection record.

He's treated like a king in here.

Gets anything he wants. Booze, drugs, women.

For fighting? For winning.

The Hammer's never lost.

You try to stay away from him.

What if you don't fight him?

Then you die.

What are you doin'?

Take it easy. It's just routine. I don't care.

Look, we had some troubles

with an undercover cop in here.

Now every new man, con or guard, is checked

and double-checked.

You got a problem with that, take it up with Tracton.

Take what up with Tracton?

Nothin'. I guess you gotta do what you gotta do.

Problems with an undercover cop, huh?

Guess that cramped your style.

Never missed a beat.

Aren't you supposed to be on the block?

Came to get my asthma inhaler.

If I don't get a couple of hits a day I vapor lock.

Anything else I can help you find?

No, I'm through in here. Get back onto the block.

Don't forget to lock up.

Anything?

Nothin'.

Lock up. Let's go.

Strip to the waist. Grease up.

Time to find out what you're made of.

What's this for?

It's for the camera. We're gonna make you a star.

Who'd he draw?

Wide Load Lundgren.

Come on.

All right, camera one, pull in there.

That's it, guys. That's it. That's what I want.

Camera three, get around the outside.

Go get him!

Come on, what do you got?

Camera two, focus up, would you?

Come on!

Go for the blood. Go for the blood.

Get in there tight. Tight.

Come on, don't let him do that. Get in there.

Go get him.

Go in on his face. Go in on his face right there.

I wanna see some pain.

That's it. Come on. Come on.

All right, good. Good.

All right. Cut.

Not bad, Flint.

We like a little more blood, but not bad.

I won, he lost. That's good enough for me.

You got some pretty quick moves.

I hear you're pretty quick yourself.

Hang around. Judge for yourself.

All right, camera one, get low...

Camera three, stay with him.

Stay with him all the way around.

Move in on him. He's got him on the fence.

Get the blood on the side of his eye, all right? Move in.

Get him up.

Tighter.

He's dead.

Well, I guess that's a wrap.

Flint?

Quick enough for you?

You're everything they say you are.

Hey, I'm havin' a victory party in my cell tonight.

Warden's importin' a couple of hot tamales

from the honor farm. My treat.

No, thanks. I'm picky who I associate with.

Hey!

What did you just say?

He said he's picky who he associates with.

I know what he said.

Damion Quill,

Marine middle weight champion three years running.

But he was dishonorably discharged for killin'

an opponent in the ring.

That's usually viewed as a risk of the game.

Quill kicked him in the head when he was down.

Any down side?

Not that I can see.

After he got out of the Marine Corp

he killed four more men in a bar fight,

and finally a deputy sheriff of the Little Rock County jail.

Well, sounds like a keeper to me.

Bring him out. Who do we got here?

Jake Flint.

This old boy as tough as they say he is?

He's as tough as they say he is.

You think he can take the Hammer?

I don't think anybody can take the Hammer.

Flint, you cost me a hundred bucks today.

That just makes me feel so sad.

Welcome to Hammer's world.

Hammer's world?

Yeah, Hammer's the cage fighter, unbeaten.

He's killed five men in here.

And four more that wish they were dead.

Today he killed the man whose bunk you're about to take.

Tough luck. Excuse me.

Flint?

Thanks for not finishin' me off when you had the chance.

Let me give you some advice.

When you fight the Hammer, don't take it easy on him.

Finish him if you get the chance, or he'll kill you.

Okay.

Come on, Hammer, loosen up. You're so tense.

Have a drink, Hammer.

I'm picky who I associate with.

Get out.

Whatever.

When I invite someone to my party,

they don't say no. I did.

I think it's time I taught you some manners.

Come on.

All right, shut up.

Only fightin' on my watch is in the pit.

Flint, you got a date with the grease trap.

Not until I'm done with him. Think about it.

Hammer, I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes

when the warden finds out you killed this clown

and the cameras weren't rollin'.

You're off the hook, for now.

Let's go.

I hear they busted that Arkansas cop

for tryin' to smuggle out a video tape

of the Hammer killing someone.

I wonder where he got the tape?

Well, this couldn't go on

without the warden's knowledge.

My guess is the warden's office.

You're probably right.

Alex told me two years ago Warden Kyle

had insurmountable financial problems.

Now he's a wealthy man and Tracton just paid cash

for a $50,000 bass boat.

Maybe it's time we busted this operation

before there's another death.

But we still won't have proof that the warden's involved.

Yeah, you're right,

and without proof he could start this all over again.

Why don't I sneak into the warden's office

and try to find some evidence?

Okay.

Let me ask you something. Yeah?

Why the grease pit?

That's why it's called hard time.

I think you missed a chunk there.

If you want me to keep selling these tapes,

I need more action.

You want more action? I want Flint.

What's the problem?

Yeah, from what I've heard,

Flint should be able to give Hammer one hell of a fight.

What about this new kid, Quill?

Pure nitro. Why don't we start with him?

Let's not forget why you brought

this unique project to me to begin with.

Money. We all want it.

It's no coincidence that we're all makin' it.

Now, these may be

brutal cage fights to you,

but in truth they are theater.

You always leave them wanting more. Anticipation.

Now that's what we're selling.

Yes, indeed, the Hammer should fight Quilt.

It's Quill. Whatever.

And, yes, the Hammer should fight Flint,

but except for those of us in this room,

who knows their names?

Oh, let's not blow a great chance here.

I will build the reputations of both Quill and Flint.

I'll hype the hell out of them on the net

as they work their way through the ranks.

The only two men who might be able

to unseat the mighty Hammer of D-block.

Not on their best day.

When one of them finally does meet the Hammer

in the main event, there will be a huge demand.

A demand which will lead to huge profits.

But I still want Flint.

If he doesn't lose in the preliminaries,

you're gonna get him.

What if he loses?

Then I'll put him in a cell with you.

The rest is up to you.

One way or the other, you're gonna get Flint.

That's Quill.

Kid's not bad.

Where you at now, huh?

He's cocky, but he's good. I like him.

Huh? Ah!

That's Flint. He might just take the Hammer.

I don't know.

d It's always number two d

d You get nasty d

d It's only real When you can steal it d

Take him to the infirmary.

What's the damage? Concussion. He'll live.

Get him out of there. Come on.

You're next.

d She knows just what She wants d

d She gets what she needs d

d And you won't even know d

You know, Tracton, I've been getting a bad feeling lately,

so... I think after the fight tomorrow

I'm gonna shut everything down.

I want you to tell Hammer that I'm expecting

something special.

A fight to the death.

Get greased. You're up in 20 minutes.

You know, we're the only two that haven't been beaten.

I guess we're gonna have to fight each other.

And the winner takes Hammer.

Well, I'm gonna win. You're taking a dive.

Wait a minute. Don't you think we should flip for it?

No. I win, you lose. Understand?

All right.

Showtime.

By the way, you're not gonna be fighting each other.

What?

No, Hammer wants to fight you both.

Sort of a double-header.

He wants to fight us both?

I just said that. At once?

No. First one, then the other.

He'll pick the order. And you should know,

he's promised his promoter he's gonna kill you both.

You're first. You're gonna die real slow.

Take me first, Hammer.

And you're gonna die even slower.

He made his choice. Quill's first. Get in there.

Sit down.

What's goin' on?

Hammer's fightin' Quill and Flint to the death.

Yes!

Alex, it's Jimmy. Jimmy, what's happening?

Gage is fightin' the Hammer right now. Walker's up next.

These fights are to the death, Alex,

so send in the cavalry. We need 'em now.

Great, all right. I-I gotta go.

Jimmy?

Who were you talkin' to? My mother.

Oh, your mother's in the cavalry.

Who are you? A cop? Sheriff?

Another one of those attorney general snoops?

I'm a Texas Ranger.

Out of state. No wonder your cover was so good.

Come on!

Tight, tight, tighter. Yes, this is pure gold...

Flint!

Yes, yes.

Oh, son of a...

I've been waitin' for this.

Let's get it on.

Beeman's a Texas Ranger.

Chances are Quill and Flint are too.

Beeman got a call out.

Good job of checkin' him out.

It's nothin' we can't handle.

Please tell me how we're gonna handle it.

After we kill these guys, and we'll stage a riot,

we'll blame it on the cons. All right.

They're both cops. Kill 'em, Hammer.

I can smell the money now.

Yes!

Come on!

Come on!

Yeah! Come on, you guys.

Get him!

Two... Two camera, that's it.

Kill him!

Get down, get down!

Look out, Flint.

Flint, get out of here!

Lock down. Lock down.

Lock down. Lock down.

They opened the warden's safe,

found master tapes of the cage fights

goin' back two years.

Now they're gonna get to see what it feels like

to be on the other side of the cell for a while.

Well, it's over, guys.

Uh... aren't you gonna thank me?

For what?

For softenin' up the Hammer for you.

Yeah, he was really soft, all right.

Let's get out of here. Come on.

d 'Cause the eyes Of the Ranger d

d Are upon you d

d Any wrong you do He's gonna see d

d When you're in Texas Look behind you d

d 'Cause that's where The Ranger's gonna be d