Cell 8

MARCUSVILLE CORRECTIONAL FACILITY

DEATH ROW UNIT

OHIO'S REHABILITATION AND CORRECTION

- Next. Name? - Bianca.

- All right, last name? - Ruther.

- Okay. Get your belongings. - Yes, sir.

- Next. Name? - Mariana Hermansson.

- That's me. - There you go.

All right, go on.

KEEP HANDS IN PLAIN VIEW AT ALL TIMES

Mm, hi.

I've made you a coffee.

Thanks.

- No, stay. - No, I have to go to work.

No, I'm serious. I don't have to be on the boat until like six.

Just call in sick.

- Really? - Yeah, why not?

- Because I'm not 15. - Come on, just five minutes.

- No. - Okay.

- John, I'm serious. - Wait, I...

I got something for you. Alright? Just...

It doesn't have to be a big deal, just so you can come and go.

Okay.

I was thinking about being away for a few days

and how much I was gonna miss you.

Plus you can feed the cat.

- We don't have a cat. - Oh yeah.

Right.

That's... Yeah. That's a good point.

Why don't we go and get one?

I'm happier than I've been in a long time. You know?

And I'm also late for work...

- No. - Yes, I am.

- No. - I am, in fact.

/Out.

/If that's how you want to do it...

/- Fucking cool it, bitch! - Save it.

What the...?

- Fucking pigs. - Just cool it and come with me.

His lawyers are on the way.

Let's leave him to sweat. The bastard.

He's so loaded, he'll walk if we miss the slightest detail.

Hi. Good work.

- Thanks. - Where is he now?

In the cells.

- Sven, could you... - I'll sign him in.

Thanks.

Carry on like this, and I think I'll have to watch my job!

Seriously though, well done.

Thanks.

- Fucking pisshead! - Asshole!

Hey!

What the fuck are you staring at?

- You need to take it easy. - You can just fuck off.

I say keep your hands to yourself, buddy.

Ryan Gosling, Ryan Reynolds...

- All Ryans? - Yeah, that's kind of our...

Hey, dude, there's a drunk asshole out there harassing women.

- You should take a look. - Only the one?

- No, I'm serious. - Sure.

But what, that introduction you did...

I'm not saying Swedish music is bad,

I'm just saying it's not exactly on our level.

You're Canadian, what is your level?

Fucking Neil Young, Joni Mitchell, Robbie Robertson...

Bryan Adams, Céline Dion, Justin Bieber...

Good one.

- Stop! Get off me! - Hey!

- Hey! - Stop it!

Fuck you!

The police will be waiting in Stockholm.

Come on, man, you're overreacting.

- The guy you hit is a mess. - Yeah, I know,

but I'm not running away, we're on a boat, man.

- It's the rules. - No, please, man,

I can't be in small spaces. Please.

This way.

- Stay here and calm down. - Hey, man, um...

Do you have to lock it?

Don't go anywhere.

Fuck! Fucking idiot!

Oh shit! Fuck!

Shit...

- What are you doing, man? - I can't get caught with this!

- So you put it in my car? - Where should I put it?

- Up my ass? - Yeah!

Fuck, don't talk.

- License and registration, please. - Come on, man. Every time.

- Give us a fucking break. - That's "officer" to you.

Yeah, all right, give us a fucking break, officer.

- Step out of the car, please. - Why?

- I'm not going to ask you again. - Shit...

Over there.

- Come on! - Is this your car?

You know you need a reason to ask that.

So you're, Ruben Frey, 53 years old?

We all know it's my dad's car,

and we all know you need a reason to stop and search, so...

Are you going to let us in on that, or can we go?

Step away from the vehicle.

- You can't do that. - I'm not asking your opinion.

I know my rights. Fuck you! Fuck you, man!

What are you doing?

- Everything all right, Officers? - Let go of me.

Yes Ma'm. Everything's alright here. Nothing to worry about.

- What's going on? - Oh, you know...

- Infringement of basic rights. - You'd better watch your mouth.

- Or what? - Oh, yeah.

This guy was just explaining his probable cause.

Go ahead, Officer Miller. The Internet's waiting.

You have a good evening now.

Yeah, thanks for your service, assholes.

Maybe don't push your luck.

Jesus, what are you, Batman?

That's some thank you, John.

Weston High's all time music prodigy.

I was a junior when they kicked you out.

- Oh, yeah? And your name is? - Catwoman.

Beth, come on!

Or Beth?

To my friends.

So what do I call you?

We can work up to Beth...

Well, whatever your name is, thanks.

Let's do this.

Come on, dude. He's waiting.

- I got a bad feeling, man. - Keep it to yourself.

Hey, one more job and maybe you can buy a car that actually works.

Nothing wrong with this car, asshole.

- It's a piece of shit. - Yeah, fuck you.

'Sup, man?

Damn!

We still good for next week?

- Sure thing. - I don't know, man.

What don't you know?

I just feel like everywhere we go at the moment there's cops.

What do you think, you're John fucking Gotti?

Oh, you think they're tailing you and shit?

You're a fucking driver, homes. Why don't just shut the fuck up?

We'll wait over there. Come on.

Have you lost your fucking mind?

This ain't running some bag of dope to a street team, Mike.

We don't know what's in that truck.

It's a whole lot of none of our business.

If I'm driving, it's my ass on the line.

Are we talking about some other John Frey who has options?

Because last I heard you got a juvie sheet out the fucking door,

and you can't get a job at Chick-Fil-A.

- Seriously... - Fuck.

Here you go.

I'd fucking vote for that.

All politicians are the fucking same, man.

I'm talking about the daughter.

And we'll see you next week. Let's go.

When I was in the military, we were taught

that you take responsibility for your actions.

But now we live in a society that wants to make excuses for people.

People who say they're too upset to work.

Too weak to participate in the good, honest toil and struggle

that made this great country what it is,

made you fine folks who you are.

There are places in this country where murderers,

rapists, child killers...

they have more rights than the victims whose lives they destroy.

And my opponent wants our great state of Ohio to join those places.

He wants to give criminals a free ride, with your tax dollars.

Well, I say no!

I say that I am proud to live in a state

that holds people accountable for their actions.

And I say to you that just as we are all accountable to God,

I will ensure that we are held accountable right here on earth,

and right here in Ohio.

God bless you all, and God bless the United States of America.

Hey! How are you?

Hey, thank you! Thank you, all!

Governor Finnigan, what about Lucas Cale?

- Thank you so much. - Lucas Cale, Governor.

A man with severe learning disabilities

that you had the chance to pardon.

I cannot comment on individual cases.

Hey! Thank you!

What does God have to say about executing a man

with a mental age of 11?

So this is where you get your angry streak.

I saw on the news where you get yours.

Where are your friends?

It's not really their scene.

Right.

You know I used to have a huge crush on you.

Back at Weston.

I mean, I was the only one.

I appreciate the support.

What are you up to now?

I'm trying to focus on music. You?

At the moment, I'm focusing on waving and smiling.

Ah, man, sounds tough.

Tougher than you think,

when you want to be telling people to run for the fucking hills.

- You're not a fan? - Are you?

I stay out of politics.