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You deserve to know what I am.

Why I'm here.

Why I don't expect to ever be anywhere else.

Criminals come in all different flavors.

No matter what kind you are, you do it long enough, you fall.

It don't stop us from thinking up new ways to do the same old shit.

We see a need and we fill it.

A chance, and we take it.

Toeing up to the line,

knowing when the moment comes,

we gonna jump right over it.

When it works, it's magic.

How's it going?

How's the oatmeal, good?

It's actually a new kind of oatmeal, with groats.

I made a choice.

Nuttier, fibrous. It's good for you.

Blow your mind.

I was betrayed.

Enjoy, guys.

A lot of effort went into it.

What's up, bro? How you doing? You good?

Enjoying breakfast?

What's up, man?

- Hey, what's up? How you been? - I'm great, man. How are you?

Better now.

Talk to you soon, all right?

- Appreciate it. - Cool.

Good afternoon, ladies.

Hello.

Sorry, Stan. The pantry door was jammed.

I think somebody took a hammer to it.

Thomas Keller doesn't have to deal with this bullshit.

Once I get this garden up and going,

we are going farm-to-table up in here.

What's up, gents? How are you doing?

That is no Sabatier, but it is very sharp, so just be…

Be careful. Be careful. Please.

Is that my phone minutes you were selling to the spooks?

It's all one love, brother. There's plenty of them to go around.

Now, you look like someone who has a refined palate,

so why don't you taste that carrot ginger soup?

It is a cold soup like... Oh, fuck!

You do business with your own.

And anything you get, you bring to the Peckerwoods.

Have we discussed your gang name because...

Fuck.

Is there a problem here?

Yeah, and it ain't yours.

Except that's my cellie.

You beat on him, he's gonna be moaning about it all night.

It'll fuck with my sleep, then I get cranky.

I'm recommending you walk the fuck out of here or kill him.

- Then I don't have to hear about it. - Hmm.

Hey, hey, he... he's joking. You know, he's a very funny guy.

Fuck him.

Ow.

You all right?

Yeah, man, I'm all right. Thank you.

Hey, maybe next time show up a little quicker, huh?

I do that, and you'll never learn.

- Booyah. - Yeah.

- Yeah, baby, yeah. - Right?

I've been thinking…

After everything Judy's been doing for me,

I ought to do what's right, you know?

So, I got this friend Choi who runs the kiss cam for the Mets.

I'm thinking I take her to a game, seventh inning stretch and boom!

Pose on the Jumbotron, man.

And as she is losing her goddamn mind,

a hot dog vendor working our section

throws her a foot-long with the ring on it. What you think?

How long have you known this girl?

It's not about time, man.

I mean…

Judy…

she's the one.

God bless.

Hey, you got my Dumas?

Just don't forget our deal.

Hey, no, you got it.

Damn.

Hey, y'alright?

Yeah, yeah, no, I'm good. I'm good.

Let me take over for a little bit. I got this. Don't worry about it.

- Thanks, man. - All right.

Hmm.

Lights out.

Hey, Ray. I'm trying to sleep, man. Shut up.

Ray. Hey.

Ray. Hey. Hey, Ray, wake up, man.

Wake up, man, wake up! Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

You okay? Hey. Look at me.

We're trading bunks.

Your vitals are good, Mr. Vernon. How are you feeling today?

Like I've been in prison 17 years.

I called Dr. Wagner. He's coming in.

Ugh!

Heaven forbid anything should work in this place.

Shout when he's done.

Yeah.

So, I thought it's our anniversary.

I mean, it… it depends on when you start counting,

but I like to think the first date

was when I first saw you working at the pharmacy.

It's, um…

It's super detailed.

Ray is an Irish Spring Michelangelo.

We've got to talk some shop, okay?

Mickey kicked oxy, which, you know, fucking great for him, I guess,

but, uh, it means no more SIM cards.

That's okay. Uh, we pay him cash.

- It cuts into our margins a little... - No, Stan. He…

He told his boss he stole the cards. He's out.

They fired him on the spot.

I'm sorry.

I got guys in here who are expecting cards.

They aren't patient.

♪ Say, up in Harlem, at a table for two ♪

♪ There were four of us Me, your big feet and you… ♪

Good morning, gentlemen. How are you?

♪ I say you sure are sweet ♪

♪ From there down There's just too much feet ♪

♪ Yes, your feet's too big ♪

♪ Don't want ya 'Cause your feet's too big ♪

♪ Can't use ya 'Cause your feet's too big ♪

♪ I really hate ya ♪

Hey, Ray. How are you doing, man?

Hey, Doc.

So, Nurse Clemmons gave me the rundown,

but why don't you tell me what happened?

Me and the floor had a disagreement.

And you lost, huh?

Well, I got the results from your blood work here

and the good news is

you're in excellent health for a man your age and situation.

But?

Well, the symptoms

you've been talking to me about for the last couple of months,

the stiffness in the limbs, the hand tremors,

the difficulty sleeping and now this,

taken together, they are concerning.

There's no specific way to test for it,

but we should talk about Parkinson's.

We don't really know how it gets started, what causes it…

Well, we do when you die, it's… controversial.

Yo. What's the haps, man? Up high.

- Come on, man, give me some skin. - Enough.

Enough? I am Mr. Businessman. Enough.

You looking to score all this?

Nylons and lube.

Hey, man, I support you. Live your best life.

- Are you trying to rabbit? - Keep your voice down.

Nylons for the poly to make rope

and lube is to squeeze through some fucking tunnel.

Jesus Christ, Ray, that's fucking insane, man.

Hope's insane.

Keeping my head down 17 years,

expecting it's gonna make a lick of difference.

That's insane.

This is me thinking clearly.

Who kept you fed, little fish?

You did, man, and I owe you for that forever.

But you get out using a bunch of smuggled gear,

I got guards on the take, but they ain't gonna turn away from this,

all fingers point right back at me.

So come along.

I got six months left.

I get busted trying to self-parole, that's another dime at least.

I get it, man, I do, but…

I can't. I'm sorry.

You ready to get out of here?

- Hey, man. Yeah, man, let's go. - Let's go.

Go ahead.

Pat down broad couldn't keep her hands off my shit.

Don't worry, she's ugly anyway. 'Sup?

Hey, man. I'm Stan. Nice to meet you.

Yeah, Judy told me about your operation.

I get it. I do.

But, um, I gotta tell you, man, this SIM card shit, it's bush league.

Uh, all due respect, Bob,

I'm not sure you do get it because those cards are gold in here.

If you want to stack real cheddar, and I think you do,

then you gotta move real product.

I can get you weed, I'll get you coke, the best fucking molly...

No, man. I don't... I don't sling. I've got my lane.

Yeah? What's that, the slow lane?

You must have a big fat hog down there or something, Stanley, huh?

You must. Because this, I don't see it.

- Fuck you. - Hey, Stan. Stan. Stan. Stan.

- Hey, he's kidding. - Fuck you.

Ah, all right, settle down, princess.

You'll get your little cards. Uncle Bob will take care of you.

Hey, time's up, Loomis.

Hey. I said time's up.

I'll come back in a couple weeks.

Let's get out of here.

I'm in.

You sure?

If I spend another six months in this place,

I'll lose everything good I got waiting for me on the outside.

Let's be honest. You need me.

- All right. - All right.

You gotta forget about the nylons and lube.

What we need is a proper distraction.

This is a magic mushroom.

I grow them for Harold and the other Navajos.

It's purely sacramental.

Yeah, it don't look so magical to me.

You're gonna feel differently when it helps us disappear from here.

So what next?

We gotta do some work in the garden.

Son of a bitch.

Damn. What is she, '71?

'72. God damn it.

You don't see them around much anymore.

Hey, I could fix that glass for you.

What? How?

Down at the body shop.

Me and my guys, we could fix it for you for free.

Least I could do.

You're not jerking my chain?

I do good work.

Think about it. You know where to find me.

Cool.

Hey. Hey, man. Hey. Jesus, Vernon, come on. You okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.

Oh, it's gotta be the damn drugs, man.

Shit, man.

- How's it going? Good? - Yeah.

You season this, Najimy?

It's oatmeal.

No, it's breakfast. The most important meal of the day.

Uh, get some honey. We're going to sweeten this up.

No. We're out of honey.

Well, you're the beekeeper, man. Make some more.

- How about, uh, beet sugar? - Fantastic.

Someone take me to medical. I need to get my IV.

Yo! What, are you waiting for me to say pretty please, fuckface?

No, sir.

Make sure that you have an extra helping here.

Sorry about that.

All right.

For my friends with the delightful face tattoos,

here's some for you.

You want me to wait around?

Up to you. He's gonna be a while.

Music to my ears.

Yo, Stanny.

I'm a peacock.

Peacock.

You're welcome, everybody.

Okay.

Ah. Come on. Come on.

Come on, Stan.

Let's go, come on.

Ah! Ah!

Fuck! Ah!

What happened to you?

I finally got my period.

Hey, careful.

That is a delicate instrument you are manhandling there.

You're going to need butterfly stitches.

Take a seat and try not to annoy anyone.

Yeah. Good luck.

Clemmons here.

We have a situation in the mess.

Somebody sick?

It's hard to explain. Uh…

Warden wants you to get your people down here ASAP.

We're on our way. Grab a kit and crash cart just in case.

What about them?

No, they're not going anywhere.

Holy fucking shit, man, that worked.

What the…

Hey. Hey, sit down. Stop!

Watch out! Get down!

Get down from there. Stop it!

Everybody stop! What…

Whatever they're on, I want it found now!

We're in. We good, we good, we good.

Got it. Okay.

On the other hand.

Maybe we should just slow down for a minute?

Slow down…

Oh, come on. Make up your mind, little fish. Are you in or you out?

You gonna let him have his way with her?

- No. - It's cool.

No. No, no. I'm in. I'm in, I'm in, I'm in.

Got it.

I can't believe that shit worked.

Popular Mechanics.

- Are you sure you copied the right one? - Yeah.

- Man, jiggle it. - No! You break it, we're done for.

You said you had this.

You said you'd get the doors if I got the oatmeal.

Come on. Come on, Ray, let's go.

Come on, man, come on.

Come on. Let's go, let's go.

Get back... What are you doing?

This is a lockdown. Everybody back in their cells.

Josh, take left. Nick, take right, to the infirmary.

Everyone back in their cells right now.

This is a lockdown.

Check all the hallways and meet back here.

Everybody in their cells.

Officer! I am so glad you're here. I'm completely lost.

Inmate. Get him back to his cell.

What the fuck you doing?

Go.

Inmate, you are out of bounds.

I know. There's a left turn and another left turn.

And you know this place, it's confusing as hell.

Whoa!

We can negotiate on the rough stuff, but buy a guy a drink first, you know?

Oh, yeah. Mushrooms, definitely.

There's really no cure except time.

Oh, but you could cut up some orange slices and pass them around.

Oranges?

Yeah, and maybe a little Pink Floyd. That'd be cool.

They should all back in three hours or so.

I'm sure Nurse Clemmons will give me a ring

if anything really weird happens.

Okay.

Ava, how are you?

Uh…

I'm a little disappointed.

Kind of hoping I'd get to shoot someone.

Well, thank you for holding back.

Ah, the night's young.

I hate your clothes.

- I got them cheap. - Yeah.

Is this Pepper?

How long do you think dogs live, Ray?

Mmm.

I assume there's a good reason you're not in prison.

I mean, apart from being an idiot.

How long?

Two years, maybe…

ten.

There's no way to know.

Well, I…

I feel fine most days.

And now what? Run for the border?

I got some places in mind.

I suppose you need money.

I dug up an old friend.

Hmm.

I can get you out of the country.

When do you wanna leave?

After I see Hannah.

No.

My daughter needs to see me.

No, she doesn't need that. Your conscience does.

Oh.

Man, what do you care?

You told me to find her a new family. Remember?

She's good, Ray.

And now you… you want to toss a grenade into all that.

I don't expect her to forgive me.

But I'm not going to crawl off and die without telling her why I did what I did.

And then leave again?

You think that's going to make things any better?

Look, I don't know what I think. All right?

I just… I need to see her

and I thought that you of all people would get that.

Okay. Hannah's last name now is Kim.

She's working in high-tech security.

From what I hear, she's doing well.

Try not to fuck that up.

I'd say you're getting the hang of things just fine.

Well, I'm definitely still learning a lot from Andrew, from you.

You've taught me so much.

Not everyone picks things up so fast.

No, I, uh… I recruit for a reason.

When it pays off, it pays off.

There's gonna be opportunity for growth

in the next couple of years as I've built up the vault.

Whatever you need from me, sir, I'm game.

That's the right attitude.

Welcome back, Abbasi. You missed us?

Not even a little bit.

- You got any baby pics? - Only about a thousand.

- How long have you treated him? - Since I started…

Oh, you mean for the Parkinson's.

A month, more or less.

Would you say he seemed upset by his diagnosis?

Well, it's a…

It's an incurable terminal illness, so, yeah, I'd say so.

So you consider yourself sympathetic.

Not enough to have helped him escape, if that's what you're driving at.

What the fuck? Are you kidding me?

It's just a question.

What kind of a question is that?

I'm the victim here. He stole my car.

He pulled one over on me.

- I just can't believe this happened. - I apologize, sir.

I've known this man for ten years. It's…

I trusted him.

I understand. He used you.

Hey, squirrel.

I know. I… I know.

Can we talk? For a minute?

That's all I ask.

Seventeen years.

I've had 17 years to rehearse this damned speech.

I just never imagined

you'd be so grown up, so beautiful.

You know, in my mind, you're still my baby girl.

Your mother used to say I was

better when I said less and she was right...

You don't get to talk about her.

Not after what you did.

I'm sorry.

You're right. I just...

- I don't want anything from you. - Wait.

You left me.

You sent me away when I needed you. What kind of father does that?

- I was trying to protect you. - From what?

From me.

From who I was.

I didn't want you to end up like me.

I tried to come and see you.

When I was 13.

Yeah, I… I ditched school.

Rode my bike to the bus station.

Sold it to some Boy Scouts so I could buy a ticket.

And I was so excited.

And you know what happened when I got there?

When I got there, they told me that you didn't want to see me.

Like I didn't mean anything to you. Like I was trash.

You needed to have a life.

A good life.

And that meant forgetting about me.

Well, it worked.

I forgot you.

- And I'm gonna do it again. - Hannah!

Hannah, please just listen to me.

Hannah.

- Hey. - Hi.

When was the last time you saw Ray Vernon?

Uh…

Not since I visited him in March.

What was the purpose of that visit?

He wanted me to get him transferred to another facility.

Was he tired of the view?

He thought his life was in danger.

What kind of danger?

He was being targeted by a white supremacist prison gang.

You're saying Vernon broke out of prison after 17 years

because he was afraid of some skinheads?

Do you think that's funny?

I think it's convenient.

The Peckerwoods are gun dealers, human traffickers.

They move drugs in and out of prisons all across the country.

Uh, but, um…

I don't have to tell you about drugs, do I?

- What did you just say to me? - Okay, that's enough.

I'm telling you my client feared for his life and you laugh,

which means either you are not taking this case seriously

or I shouldn't take you seriously.

Either way, this interview is over.

Thank you for your time.

Come on, let's go.

You need to get your shit together.

We found Dr. Wagner's car. Unknown body.

Fire department's on its way.

According to authorities,

the corpse found shot and burned last night in West Nyack

belonged to Ray Vernon, escaped prisoner.

It helps you got a friend who can switch dental records with a corpse.

A friend with a friend who has a friend.

What about the fed? Am I gonna have problems there?

Let me handle her.

I appreciate it, Ava. I won't forget it.

- You're not leaving, are you? - I can't. Not yet.

I know you think you can't.

He has Hannah.

- He recruited her out of college. - Working for him.

- Smiling at him. - I don't know how he found her.

How could you let that happen? You know what he did to me.

You told me to help her start over, not track her every move.

I have a life. She has hers.

Does she even know who he is?

What his real name is? Not this Roger Salas bullshit.

I can't imagine how she could.

He… He took everything from me.

He doesn't get her too.

- Leo Pap, huh? - Mmm-hmm.

Died as a child in 1970.

We'll get you a passport, driver's license, everything you need.

It's not enough to say you're Leo Pap.

You need to be Leo Pap from this day forward.

Okay.

Dear Hannah, I tried to write this letter for the last 17 years,

and for the last 17 years, I couldn't do it

because I didn't know how to start.

But now I do.

I love you…

from the day you were born.

And I lied to you from the day you were born.

But there are other lies you need to know about.

Other liars all around looking down on you with a smile,

pretending all is all right with the world.

There are mistakes I need to fix.

Things you need to know

and people who need to pay.

And it all starts with Roger Salas.

He's not what you think he is.

All ain't all right with the world, not by a long shot.

So we got to stand up straight and make it right.

You and me, Squirrel. That's all it takes.