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Prisoner X

Blair: Okay, wait a minute, let me get this straight. One of your best friends from high school is now in prison for harvesting weed?

Jim: Not one of the smartest guys you ever want to meet. I mean, he did a really stupid thing. The guy had a gambling problem so he tried to work his way out of it by selling pot. Not too bright, huh?

Blair: I don't like it, man. I mean, what if something happens to your senses? He's not gonna know what to do.

Jim: I'm gonna have to take my chances. Now if you go anywhere near that place, I'm gonna have to use your head as a football.

Guard: Did you all get that? I own your asses. I'm your mother. I'm your father. I'm your god. When you close your eyes, you'll see me. When you open your eyes, you'll see me. I decide where you go, when you sleep, and when you get visitors. Has anybody got a problem with that?

Guard: Here's yours, right here, Curtis.

Jim: Home sweet home, huh?

Guard: Sense of humor... You'll need it.

Turner: Yo, Curtis...watch your back with Vinson.

Jim: I got no problem with him. I'll take him out as quick as I took out that cop.

Turner: You took out a cop? I thought I was stupid.

Jim: What the hell are you doing here?

Blair: Your guy from Detroit had an emergency appendectomy, so I volunteered. Banks said no, of course, so I got Maggie Chandler to talk him into it. So here I am. I'm your new contact.

Blair: Do you keep files? Records?

Wilder: Who are you?

Blair: Just a friend. You know -- someone you can talk to.

Blair: Hey, Simon, what are you doing here?

Simon: I was a little bit nervous about leaving you on your own. Thought you might need supervision.

Jim: I was losing it, Simon. All the hatred...it was just eating away at me.

Simon: Come on, let's get you out of here.

Jim: I think I'm going to take a little walk. Sit out in the open somewhere. Any place without walls, huh?

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