Shadow Star Narutaru

Oz.

The name on the street

for the Oswald Maximum Security Penitentiary.

Oz, where after months of tension, a riot erupted.

Hey, this sucks, motherfucker.

The unit known as Emerald City was overtaken by its prisoners.

The governor ordered his troops to recapture it

by any means necessary.

When the smoke cleared, literally,

six prisoners and two correctional officers were dead.

Thirty-four others were injured.

Some overcome by the gas.

Some from the beatings.

Show us.

Why don't you hold this bitch up?

Some from rifle wounds.

Among those shot,

Tim McManus, who invented Emerald City,

and some say, ran it into the ground.

The rest of the prisoners were moved to gen pop.

Somebody named people. You're a motherfucker.

Meet your fucking…

Asshole.

I'm gonna kill you, motherfucker.

Fuck you. Let me at you.

Fucking bitch.

Except for the riot leaders, who were drop-kicked into solitary.

By dawn peace descended on Oz.

Yeah, right.

Let me just say this about that. I've already started to put together

a gubernatorial commission to investigate,

one, the causes of the riot,

two, the criminal activities of those prisoners involved,

and three, the appropriateness of the response to it by Warden Glynn.

Governor, who will the chair the commission?

Well, I've just spoken to Alvah Case,

who's the dean of law school at Kaufman-Ferber University.

He's agreed to lead the investigation.

To my mind, there's no more respected jurist in the state.

I can assure you his findings will be fair and complete and impartial.

Fuck you, Governor.

What, am I asking so much?

You want me to come out on your side,

you wanna close down Emerald City permanently,

you want me to say that the prisoners are guilty of everything,

and that you were totally justified in bringing in the SORT team.

You want your hands clean of the blood of those eight dead.

My hands are clean.

-My conscience is clear. -Well, then, back off.

And let me do what you appointed me to do.

Okay.

But keep one other thing in mind.

Marvin Suttle is stepping down as state's attorney general.

I'm looking for just the right man to replace him.

Come in, Warden, we're done.

Find truth, Case,

because the truth shall set your fee.

Truth. What is the truth, Leo?

Is Devlin guilty?

Are you?

Leo,

depending on what I do find,

you could be the one who gets fired.

Yeah.

You may be doing me one huge fucking favor.

How's it hanging, Vern?

C.C., hello?

Yo, something fucked.

Oh, great. More Em City prags.

You fucks have a hissy fit,

now the rest of us gotta sleep on top of each other.

Hear me, boys, and hear me good. This is my cell, this is my bunk.

-You got a problem with that? -No.

Feel like a candy star

Hey. Hey, I'm talking to you.

Hey, either of you hear what happened to Dobbins or Vahue?

-No. -Shut the fuck up.

Were they in the hospital?

I was only in the ER. I couldn't see into the ward.

-Shut the fuck up. How do you like your…?

Beecher!

Shut the fuck up.

-Tits. I don't care. -Beecher!

Hooky, pooky, winkie, Mom. How do you like your-?

Shut the fuck up.

Fuck!

Chill, little brother.

Who the fuck you calling little brother, man?

Get off me, man.

Get off. Get him off me.

Let me go!

Ladies and gentlemen, let us now pray.

Please stand.

Lord,

we pray for the souls of our friends and colleagues,

Officers Edward Hunt and Anthony Nowakowski

and we pray for the souls of the six prisoners who died as well.

You got a little brain damage there, don't you?

We pray for the recovery of Officers Joseph Mineo

and Jason Armstrong, and for Tim McManus.

And, Lord,

we ask your blessing on this place.

We ask for understanding.

We ask for patience.

We ask for the strength to forgive.

We ask to be forgiven.

I said no negotiations.

I say we cut off Em City's water and electricity,

then tonight when they're sitting in the dark, we fire tear gas.

McMANUS: What about the hostages?

Hopefully, SORT will reach them.

McMANUS: Hopefully?

So that we might renew ourselves in this important work that we do.

Amen.

Amen.

Blame is a beautiful thing, baby.

Blame keeps this whole planet spinning.

You can point your finger at the next man,

you can shift the weight onto him,

you don't have to carry that shit around yourself.

You can slide into bed and get a good night's nap.

Yeah, right.

Mr. McManus?

Mr. McManus.

Alvah Case.

Ah, yes.

Our grand inquisitor.

-This is not an inquisition, sir. -Bullshit.

Devlin's been trying to dismantle Em City since the beginning.

This is his chance.

Ooh. Leo told me you'd be tough.

He says you two aren't always in agreement,

but he admires your vision, your ideals.

What is it you want, exactly?

I wanna ask some questions.

I have nothing to say.

The governor is busy picking the other members of the commission.

In the meantime, I'm doing some preliminary interviews.

I have nothing to say.

Look,

ultimately, it's going to be up to me to decide

if Em City ever reopens.

I have nothing to say.

Minister Said?

Assalamu alaikum.

Alvah Case.

I'm here to interview you about the riot.

Is that interview, or interrogate?

I guess that depends on what you're guilty of.

There was no riot.

Oh, really?

There was a righteous struggle against repression and injustice.

Well, righteous or not,

there are still eight bodies rotting in the morgue.

I grieve their deaths.

Do you mind?

Please.

I understand that from the minute you came to Oz,

you started organizing other Muslims?

Converting stone-cold killers,

all the while sowing seeds of discontent.

-I spoke the truth. -Then speak it now.

Oh, come on, Said, you talk a good game about the truth.

But how come it doesn't include taking responsibility for what you've done?

I didn't fire those rifles.

Did you create a set of circumstances that caused the rifles to be fired?

The judicial system created those circumstances, not I.

Your commission is a fraud, Case.

Governor Devlin, the one man whose actions should be investigated,

is the man that appointed you.

That's like me getting to pick the jury at my own trial.

Want to lick my balls?

Judge Fee and Mr. Balling will focus on events leading up to the riot.

Bishop Callahan and Mr. Dodge will deal with the behavior of the inmates

and the staff during the riot.

Mrs. Eiduson and Dudley Fried.

Will concentrate on their decision to send the SORT team.

Mr. Case, how long do you estimate the investigation will take?

Days? Weeks?

Well, it will take as long as it takes.

-Is it true that-? -Who were the leaders?

-And you're? -Augustus Hill.

Hill, Hill, Hill…

Hey, can I ask you a question?

Two prisoners got released on the riot,

Eugene Dobbins, Jackson Vahue.

Shut the fuck up. Somebody help him.

Dobbins was hurt pretty bad. You know what happened to them?

My questions first, Hill.

So…

So tell me, in as many words as necessary,

what you think led to the riot.

Those men are violent. All they know is violence.

The COs, man, they treat us like shit.

Sometimes the inmates get bored.

They took away conjugals. They took away smoking.

No, it's more than that.

You deny a man his freedom, his family, his privacy, his dignity,

then all he has left is time to simmer.

And eventually, the simmer becomes a boil.