Half Past Dead 2

Menyerah. Berputus asa, kata saya.

Keluar dari muka saya.

Menggerakkannya. Menggerakkannya.

Fuck anda sehingga!

Break it up!

Ayuh, berundur. Mengambil tangan anda daripada saya.

Ambillah ini, mengambil ini!

Beritahu saya, menggerenyet.

Siapa yang memulakan ini? - Nama saya menggerenyet ...

... Dan saya tidak ada mengadukan. Saya tidak tahu apa-apa, manusia.

Anda bimbang?

Tentang mereka?

Apa yang mereka boleh lakukan untuk anda?

Anda perlu bimbang lebih lanjut mengenai saya.

Dan apa yang saya akan lakukan untuk anda. - Lihat, lelaki, saya hanya bekerja.

Hanya melakukan masa saya.

Hanya melakukan masa saya.

warganegara Model.

Lihat, menggerenyet telah berada di sini masa yang lama ...

... Banyak dilihat najis turun.

Suka banduan cuba untuk mengambil alih.

Tetapi saya menampar mereka seperti bitches sedikit.

Tiada siapa yang menang di pulau saya ...

... Tetapi saya.

Apa yang anda fikir, homeys?

Adakah saya perlu meletakkan apa-apa di antara kamu dalam lubang?

Shit.

Banyak lelaki seperti anda dalam lubang ...

...guys who think they're tough...

...guys who are beginning to believe...

...they're bigger...

...than my island.

You bay beauties...

...you don't know how fucking good you got it.

Hey...

...bag of bones.

You wouldn't last two weeks in a place like Creighton.

- Toughest max- security joint... - Creigh- -?

...in the country.

In case you never heard of it.

It's where society took a shit.

And built a 40- foot wall around it.

And any of you could end up there...

...with a snap of my fingers.

So...

...everybody's on notice.

Whoever starts the next fight...

...gets a free ride, no questions asked, to Creighton.

Then you can see how bad you really are.

Now, get them back to their cages.

They're starting to give me indigestion.

Come on, line it up and let's move.

Lock your chains. Let's go.

- That means you too. - Back it up.

Creighton, huh? That's in Missouri, ain't it?

Hey, Twitch.

Heard you got deep- sixed at your parole hearing.

Looks like you're not getting out anytime soon.

Oh, fuck you, Hubert.

I'm out in a month. Mark it on your calendar.

While you rot in here, I get the gold.

Yeah, I'll be out a lot sooner than you think.

Oh, yeah? You gonna dog paddle off this rock?

- Oh, I got ways. - A month, Twitch. That's what I got.

Yeah? And I got a nice, stern ass- whupping for you...

...if you don't leave me the fuck alone.

You.

You're gonna move, man? Wanna move a play?

No.

Shit.

Perfect.

Hey. What's up, motherfucker?

- I'm talking to you, motherfucker. - What do you want, Twitch?

I wanna kick your ass.

- Man, come on, get your ass up. - You can't be serious.

Nigga, you've been talking shit about me.

When? What proof you got?

I don't need no proof. Man, you sound like a lawyer.

How can you see with these motherfuckers on here- -

- Give them back. - Fuck, no.

Why don't you come get them from me so I could kick your ass?

You know I'm out in a month.

- I'm not gonna fight you. - Damn.

- But my bitch will. - What bitch?

Oh, shit. Okay. Here. Hey, you gotta- -

Come here.

- Fuck, yeah. - Oh, shit.

Get up and walk. Get up and walk.

- What was that? - Easy, easy.

- Get up. - I'll kick your ass.

You make sure you tell the warden that I started this, you hear me?

You hear me? You tell- - What the fuck are you- -? I'll kick your ass too.

Good morning, gentlemen. Welcome to Creighton.

My name is Mr. Wallace, and I'm the warden of this prison.

I wanted to personally greet you by saying:

I run a tight ship.

My prison, my rules.

Best advice I can give to you is keep to yourself...

...do your time and don't break my rules.

No matter how tough you think you are- -

And I know some of you think you're real tough.

- I will break you.

That's a promise.

Understood?

I got your back. I'm with you.

Step forward.

Listen up, punk.

I know you like to cause problems. That's why you got sent here.

I'm gonna personally see to it that that doesn't happen anymore.

My officers will resort to any and all measures necessary...

...to keep you in line.

Understand?

Whatever you say, man. I'm not- -

You'll keep your nose clean...

...and stay out of other people's affairs, won't you?

Hey, man, look. You know, I only concentrate on my own- -

I'm not sure I really heard you correctly.

I just want to do my time and leave.

That's what I thought you said.

I'll remember you.

Pick up your prison blues and your shoes.

Show them to their cellblocks.

- Here you go. - Next.

- Here you go. - Next.

Here you go.

Where you got your soap, kid?

Shake my hand. Come on. Shake my hand.

This shit they call food- -

Keep your eyes on the room.

- Copy that. - Anything could be a diversion.

Only take one second for these bastards to start killing each other.

Sometimes I wonder why we bother standing in the way.

How long I gotta wait in line to get food?

What's up with that?

Baboso wants more money for bringing in the piece.

Mira, you know how much that mule was paid?

Let me just cut him a piece.

What if this motherfucker's double- dealing...

...with the Disciples, homes?

- Let me do this. - Are you sure?

You shouldn't be sitting here, brother.

Is that right?

Just trying to give you some friendly advice.

Come with me or take your chances with them.

- So I should come with you, huh? - Yeah.

- And not with them? - Unless you got a loco death wish.

And what if I just wanna kick it here, keep to myself?

Then I'd imagine you'd get two shanks in you.

One from each side.

I don't see no shanks in him.

Burke? Don't go near him.

- Why? - Because he don't want you to.

How you know?

Burke don't give a fuck about anybody in here but himself.

And that's cool for him.

He can fight his own fights.

But you....

...you wouldn't last a heartbeat.

Come on, I think you gonna need some friends.

Man, you see these? I don't need shit.

Put that little motherfucker away. Let's go see Angel.

Good to meet you. Name's Angel.

My name's Twitch. What's up?

Right on. Shit.

I'm from L.A. You know, it's a small little city. You ever heard of it?

I got people in L.A.

I don't.

You a long way from the ocean.

This ain't Malibu.

Every cell is the same to me, man. Shit, you know- -

Ain't the cells you got to worry about.

- You know who I am? - Not really, am I su- -

Wallace tell you nothing about me when you got here?

Wallace?

That's the warden, right?

Yeah, he like to think so...

...running around here giving orders with his hard ass.

But in reality...

...I'm the nigga in charge.

I got what you call arrangements.

So you have any problems...

...or need any favors...

...you come see me.

And all I ask in return...

-...is your loyalty. - Sounds good to me, you know.

- I only- - - You got to wear the mark.

Mark?

Angel of Death.

That's what binds us.

Damn. Y'all ain't got no other type of membership?

You know, like cards or some shit?

Are you in, brother?

Man, I only been here for a day. Y'all don't even know me.

How you know I wanna roll with y'all?

Is that a threat?

- Look, man, I'm just saying, man- - - Either you with us...

...or you with Cortez.

- I ain't with nobody. - Listen, brother.

There's a war coming on.

You wear this mark, I guarantee you won't be a casualty.