Escape Plan

(PRISONERS CLAMORING INDISTINCTLY)

Yo, are you up? Yeah.

Jax has got the jump on you tomorrow.

Two bell.

I figure I owe you.

Yo. Did you hear what I said?

I heard.

Thanks.

Everybody down now! On the ground!

You! Inmate! On the ground!

Down!

Get down!

You heard him!

On the fucking ground!

You're up.

To your left.

On the line.

All right...

Step to the right.

Let's go.

Hands.

Enjoy.

Against the wall.

Let's go.

Lunchtime, inmate. Eat your veggies.

There you go.

Hey, Roag!

Yeah?

Got the time?

Fuck you care? You got a date?

No.

Maybe you got a sister or a cousin?

Wanna get your head smashed?

No, not really.

It's five to 4:00.

Wise ass.

Hey, Fruitcake! Let's go.

Two... Three... Four...

Five... Six... Seven...

Eight...

Nine...

Ten...

290... 291...

292... 293...

294...

295... 296...

297... 298...

299... 300.

What the fuck...

Come on!

You okay?

I got everybody. I got everybody.

What the fuck's going on?

We've got a fire, gate two.

All prisoners back to their cells.

Copy that.

What the fuck...

We got a runner! Repeat, prisoner is running!

Let's go, let's go!

Nice look.

Hush's idea.

Nice, right?

How was inside, boss man?

Inside's great. Everyone's asking about you.

If you weren't out soon, I'd be breaking into

that motherfucker and pulling your ass out.

Only ex-con I know gets out, wants to go back in.

I didn't say "wants." I said I would.

There is a difference.

Don't spend it all in one place.

We have an escape from Bendwater Penitentiary.

Step out of the booth with your hands in the air!

Showtime.

Put your hands in the air! Now!

Get them up, now! Hands in the air!

Put your hands on your head! Interlock your fingers! Do not move!

Beautiful day.

What the hell is going on here?

Calm down, Warden. I'm Lester Clark.

I'm the CEO of B&C Security.

You might have heard of us. No?

All right, well... We're an independent security company

hired by the Federal Bureau of Prisons

to test the integrity of their maximum security facilities nationwide.

This is Ray Breslin. He's my partner and resident Houdini.

Warden.

For the last seven years, Ray has been inserted into

every maximum incarceration facility in the system.

He is there to ensure that each and every one of them

is 100% escape-proof.

And apparently yours wasn't, and he got out.

Ta-da. (CHUCKLES)

Okay, fine.

I suppose you're gonna tell me how you did it?

Think he wants to know? Doesn't seem like it.

Ray, you're on.

Warden, let's start from the top.

Any break requires three things, knowing the layout,

understanding the routine, and help from outside or in.

If you know the layout, the weak side is obvious.

In Bendwater's case, it's the Secure Housing Unit.

The government expenditure was 17 million dollars building that facility.

It's state-of-the-art.

The only problem is, it's located next to an unsecured fire garage.

First I needed to get inside, so I made some enemies.

Once inside, it was obvious you were short-staffed.

Federal guidelines recommend two guards are present

when transferring high risk inmates. You only use one.

Knowing the guards' routine was the next step.

Thirty seconds into my rec time, my CO took a smoke break.

For seven minutes every day, there were no eyes on me.

Two...

After I knew the routine, all I had to do was pick the day

and arrange for a distraction at the front gate for exactly 4:00 p.m.

But at this point, you were still locked inside a steel box.

To get out, you had to have a key code.

You have very good chocolate milk.

See, the cartons contain a thin layer of wax laminate.

Lay it over the keypad,

the impression will indicate which four keys were pressed.

With the four keys, it's just a numbers game

to identify the correct sequence.

I just needed to get to the keypad.

After I covered my tracks, I had one minute to make it

to the fire response shed before the team did.

I knew the guards were still on the roof

doing what they do, which is wasting time.

What the fuck are you saying?

And before you know it, I'm right where I want to be.

Just in time to catch my ride.

Then your men drove me right off the grounds.

You have any questions?

Yeah. One.

What kind of man would choose to spend most of his life in prison?

Don't take it personally, Warden.

Over the years, Ray has broken out of 14 of these institutions.

Some people have a talent to paint, some to sing.

Me, I sing.

Ray Breslin, he possesses a unique set of skills.

He is able to break out of any prison designed by man.

So have you been good?

Yeah. You? You a good boy inside?

Of course.

Okay... How did that thing with that guy go?

What guy? What guy?

When I was going in, you were about to

have dinner with some guy, some bozo.

Oh, yeah. That bozo ended before dessert.

Well, that's his loss.

Yeah. They're all losers.

How many times have I told you that?

You want to get something to eat when we get back?

Is there a problem?

You're a horrible cook.

That's nice. Well, you can complain in the morning.

Ouch.

Morning, sir. How can I help you?

Oh, Mr. Breslin, I'm so sorry. I'm Jules.

That's okay. You're new here?

No, sir. I've been here five months.

Five months? Yes, sir.

What do you got for me?

Check it out.

That's good. Very smart.

Did you do this all by yourself? I'm impressed. Genius.

You're smart, but...

Sorry, not smart enough.

Don't be bitter.

Mr. Breslin, they're ready for you in the conference room.

Morning, Les. Abby.

Jessica Mayer. It's an honor to meet you.

Your work is the gold standard in the field.

What you've accomplished is remarkable.

Thank you. And you're here because...

She's Agency, Ray. As in...

Central Intelligence Agency.

You a spy?

Worse. I'm a lawyer.

Ray, hear her out. She's legit. I called Langley myself.

Fine. I'll just listen. Go ahead.

Mr. Breslin, after ending "extraordinary rendition,"

the Agency is looking for

alternate situations for incarcerating the sort of people