Oz, Season Two

Case:
Ryan O'Reily. Vehicular manslaughter, reckless endangerment, possession of controlled substances, possession of a deadly weapon, violation of parole. That's an amazing list of crimes.

O'Reily:
Well, you know, I applied myself.

McManus:
Who told you?

Case:
That Ross was the one that shot you?

McManus:
Yeah.

Case:
You just did.

Case:
You can't have it both ways, governor! If the prisoners are guilty, so are you.

Devlin:
This is not the attitude I expect from my next Attorney-General.

Case:
You know something. I don't want to be Attorney-General. I want to be GOVERNOR!

Devlin:
What?

Case:
I'll see you on the campaign trail, Devlin.

Sister Pete:
I couldn't wait for Ross to leave my office.

Case:
Why? He make you nervous?

Sister Pete:
That, and he had a terrible hygiene problem.

Dr. Gloria Nathan:
You may have breast cancer.

O'Reily:
(laughs) That's funny.

Dr. Gloria Nathan:
I'm not kidding.

O'Reily:
Breast cancer? Girls get breast cancer.

Dr. Gloria Nathan:
Men do too. It's rare, especially at your age, but it does happen.

O'Reily:
I'm not a fag, you know. I've been in this shithole for over a year, and I ain't ever taken it up the ass!

Dr. Gloria Nathan:
No one is saying that you have!

O'Reily:
Bullshit! You're telling me I've got a chick's disease!

Dr. Gloria Nathan:
Men have breasts, the same as women.

O'Reily:
What the f*** you talking about? I ain't got breasts, I got a chest! (pulls open his shirt) See it? Huh, see it?!

Beecher:
Who are you?

Busmalis:
Agamemnon Busmalis, a.k.a. 'The Mole'.

Rebadow:
The Mole?

Busmalis:
I dig. I can dig anywhere. I'm gonna dig my way out of Oz.

Beecher:
Reading Mein Kampf? Let me tell you how it ends. The Aryans get their asses kicked!

Warden Glynn:
The librarian will no longer be available between the hours of 2 and 4 p.m.

Alvarez:
That's because she's gonna be with me.

Beecher:
Hill, you think I'm insane, right?

Hill:
Shit, yeah.

Beecher:
Thank God I'm crazy, 'cause I don't give a shit!

Shirley:
(looking around her new cell) How comfy.

O'Reily:
I can't figure out why the f*** you care, but I'm glad you do. No one's ever given a shit about me my whole life, so I'm not very good at saying thanks.

O'Reily:
Would you f***ing relax?

Shannen:
Don't get pissy with me! I'm the one who's thinking of you!

Schillinger:
We can rule Oz!

Hill:
Evil is the only thing that has survived intact these past thousand years.

Beecher:
Rats in the garden, catch'em Tauser, cows in the cornfield, run boys run, cats in the creampot, stop her now, sir! Fire on the mountain, run boys run!

Officer Metzger:
Listen up and listen good: some friends of mine are very upset that you tried to pin a certain murder on them. For that, you're a dead man.

Richie:
Oh, Christ!

Officer Metzger:
However, they are offering you an alternative: since you're already in here for one killing, they suggest you also confess to Alexander Vogel's murder. Take your chances with the courts. At best, you get life. At worst, you get the Death Penalty. If you get life, my friends will let you live. If not, you're dead anyway. So choose.

Richie:
Tell Glynn I need to see him. I have a confession to make.

Officer Metzger:
Good boy.

Judge Grace Lema:
I can't tell if I gave You a fair Trial or not.And now seeing You like this,I think maybe the punishment exceeded the crime.And I'm...

Beecher:
You're what? Sorry? Your honor, you used all your power to crush Me. But the truth is I did kill Kathy Rockwell, and as much as I tried to manipulate the system to get off, I took her life. According to the law, each crime is worth a certain number of Years. You gave me a maximum of fifteen years in this f***hole. Is that too much? Too harsh? Not Enough? I don't know. You say you're wanted by what you did? Well so am I. If you came here for me to forgive you, you came to the wrong man. He ceased to exist the same day Kathy Rockwell did. You're not get anymore peace out of him than I do out of her.

Hill:
I know what you're thinking. "Boy Meets Girl", that's one boring f***ing story. It always goes the same way. But there are variations on the theme, like "Boy meets dog, boy loses dog, boy buys new dog" or "girl meets psychiatrist, girl goes to therapy for the next ten years", or in Oz there's always "boy meets boy".

Keller:
The way I see it, you and me, we're not like the rest of them. The Muslims, the Homeboys, the Aryans. See, they all got each other. But you and me are sitting out there with our dicks swinging in the wind. We gotta be able to rely on each other. You know, trust each other.

Beecher:
It's hard for me to trust people.

Keller:
Me too. But we got a long f***ing time together, so why don't we see what happens?

Keller:
Don't worry. Sooner or later, Beecher'll be mine.

Hill:
Families! Our families determine who we are, determine what we're not. How we relate to other people is based on the way we relate to the members of our families. No wonder the world's so f***ed up.

Adebisi:
Little Nino, when you say things like that, it hurts. I just wanna be friends.

Peter Schibetta:
Friends, huh? Okay, pal-o-mine, how's about you go into the kitchen and get me a chocolate bar?

Hill:
Because we share the same blood with our family, we can ask them to do anything. Anything ! Lie, cheat, take a bullet. Only, don't ask to borrow their new Lexus. 'Cause then my man, you're crossing the line !

Hill:
Every once in a while, I remember something I did when I was a child. Or something that was done to me, by my father, or my brother, or a cousin. Some injury. Some humiliation. And it seems like... it happened to another person, a century or two ago. I'm not really sure if what I remember really took place at all. You can't build your life, relying on the perception of a little boy, or the echos of some memory. Nah. You got to let all that shit go. You gotta start, fresh. Every single day. You have got to start again.

Beecher:
I love you.

Keller:
I love you, Toby. (they kiss)

Alvarez:
El Cid, it's an honor, man.

El Cid:
Tu es Latino?

Alvarez:
Si.

El Cid:
You're lying to me, man. You're too f***ing white to be Latino. Get the f*** out of my face.

Hill:
Hey Schillinger.

Schillinger:
What do you want?

Hill:
How much would it cost to mail me out of here?

Schillinger:
Mail you? What are you talking about?

Hill:
I've been trying to think of ways to get out of here.

Schillinger:
Escape from Oz?

Hill:
Yeah. And I figured, you know, you could box me up in a crate and mail me to my wife overnight express, Priority Mail, whatever. How much would that cost? Postage, shipping, handling, et cetera?

Schillinger:
Are you serious?

Hill:
Yeah.

Schillinger:
Then you're nuts.

Hill:
Is that a no?

Schillinger:
Yeah. No. No, yeah, it's a no. Get the f*** out of here before I tip you over.

Hill:
All right, Vern, I ain't mad at you. You can't help it if you're ugly and stupid.

Busmalis:
Relax. You're suffering from PBS.

Rebadow:
PBS?

Busmalis:
Pre-Bunny Syndrome. It happens quite often in my line of work. You dig and dig and dig, and just before you have to make like a little bunny and go through the hole, you panic.

Rebadow:
This is real? Pre-Bunny Syndrome?

Busmalis:
Oh, yeah. I mean, I made the name up, but sure.

Alvarez:
They say the eyes are the windows to the soul.

Officer Rivera:
The f*** you talking about?

Alvarez:
Nice to see you.

Said:
Beecher, don't do this.

Beecher:
Do what?

Said:
Drink.

Beecher:
You like to dabble in peoples' lives, huh? Because you're so much better than us, because you've seen the light. You've seen the face of God. So you wave your dick around trying to help us lowly mortals. Hill, Mershah, Groves, Jefferson Keane. F***, you helped Jefferson Keane right into a lethal injection. So in the end, when all is said and done, who have you really f***ing helped? Other than yourself?

Said:
(proudly) Poet.

Beecher:
Poet? I just saw on the news, he killed a man. He's coming back to Oz.

Adebisi:
Sometimes its good to be Human.

Rebadow:
In all my years at Oz, I've learned one rule: accept the hand you're dealt.

Coushaine:
I say we institute a "no swearing" rule.

El Cid:
F*** you.

Hill:
Suck my dick.

Wangler:
Asswipe.

O'Reily:
Cocksucker.

Pancamo:
You stupid cunt.

Hoyt:
Putz.

McManus:
If nobody has anything more intelligent to say, this meeting is adjourned.

Alvarez:
(about to slit his own throat) Say a prayer for me, father.

Hill:
Everybody wants to escape from Oz. But the truth is, there is no escape. Let's say you manage to sneak out. Then you gotta run and keep running. A life of running away ain't no life at all. Better to deal with where you live. The real measure of a man is not where he lives, but how; how he makes the best of it.

James Robson:
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, hear me good. This is my cell, this is my bunk. You got a problem with that?

Simon Adebisi:
Dr. Nathan. Doctor, the last time I had a woman tie me down like this, I married her.

Vern Schillinger:
So, thank you for last night.

Diane Wittlesey:
You wanted Beecher dead, right?

Vern Schillinger:
Yeah, I wanted him dead.

Diane Wittlesey:
You paid me, right? Two grand?

Vern Schillinger:
Yeah.

Diane Wittlesey:
Wanna see the body?

Vern Schillinger:
Shit. Yeah.

Diane Wittlesey:
All right. In here. [She takes him into a room, Beecher walks in.]

Vern Schillinger:
What the fuck?

Tobias Beecher:
Nice try, Vern baby.

Vern Schillinger:
Beecher. [McManus and some COs come in.]

Tim McManus:
Got anything to say?

Vern Schillinger:
About what? I don't know what you're talking about.

[Diane plays tape recording]

Diane Wittlesey:
You wanted Beecher dead, right?

Vern Schillinger:
Yeah, I wanted him dead. [tape recording stops]

Tim McManus:
You can forget about your parole hearing. Instead, get yourself a good lawyer. We're charging you with conspiracy to commit murder.

Vern Schillinger:
This is bullshit. I'm being set up.

Tim McManus:
Take him to the Hole.

Leo Glynn:
All right. Starting next month, the librarian will be available in the library from one to five PM Monday to Friday only.

Miguel Alvarez:
Yeah, that's 'cause the rest of the time she gonna be with me.

Leo Glynn:
What did you say?

Miguel Alvarez:
Nothing. [Glynn signals the COs to remove Alvarez]

Miguel Alvarez:
It's ten to 4:00, man.

Leo Glynn:
Yeah?

Miguel Alvarez:
Well, I haven't done dick all day, man. I been standing here. My mother and my sisters are coming in ten minutes.

Leo Glynn:
You're right. You haven't done dick all day. Clean my bathroom.

Miguel Alvarez:
What?

Leo Glynn:
Clean the bathroom. The floor, the sink, scrub the toilet. When you're done, when it's spotless, go meet your family.

Miguel Alvarez:
You fucking with me?

Leo Glynn:
You're right, I'm fucking with you. The mop and the bucket are in there.

Augustus Hill:
The end of the century is coming, y'all! End of the millennium. A lot of lists being printed about who's the greatest person of the past 1,000 years. By great, they mean who had the most impact, Einstein, Edison, Freud. I can tell you one thing for sure. My name won't be on that list. Neither will anyone else's here in Oz.

Miguel Alvarez:
Hey, Rebadow. Y'know, I think I got you. I think I got a piece of information for you.

Bob Rebadow:
Really?

Miguel Alvarez:
Mm-hmm. It's about Glynn and his daughter.

Bob Rebadow:
You mean that she was brutally raped and is in the hospital?

Miguel Alvarez:
Shit, how'd you know that? Well, I know one thing I know you don't know.

Bob Rebadow:
What's that?

Miguel Alvarez:
Who raped Glynn's daughter.

Bob Rebadow:
You're right, I don't.

Miguel Alvarez:
Yeah, I do.

Bob Rebadow:
How do you know who did it?

Miguel Alvarez:
Oh, that's because I was just talking to him on the phone.

Peter Schibetta:
Leo, we're sorry to hear about your daughter.

Leo Glynn:
Does everybody know?

Peter Schibetta:
Pretty much, yeah. Look, I can persuade Alvarez to give up the name of the prick who did this.

Leo Glynn:
No, thanks.

Peter Schibetta:
Why not? Hey, why not? Why not?

Leo Glynn:
First, I don't want to owe you any more favors. And second, and I know you won't understand this, but it's not right.

Peter Schibetta:
Right, wrong, right, wrong. There's such a fine line between it.

Leo Glynn:
Not for me.

Kareem Said:
Quickest way to find the needle: burn the haystack.

Augustus Hill:
What makes us wanna fuck somebody? ls it the colour of their eyes, the shape of their legs, the spike of their heels? Or is it what the poets tell us? That there's something deeper, a shared loss. A longing to find someone who knows the depth of our sadness. Some people search their whole lives for that someone. Some find them, some don't. Some fool themselves into believing they're in love. And in Oz, most times, the illusion is better than reality.

Kareem Said:
The only reason Judge Lima is overruling all my objections is racism.

Augustus Hill:
Oh. It couldn't be because most of your objections are stupid. Right? No, it couldn't be because maybe you're not as good a lawyer as you think you are.

Kareem Said:
Do you want to replace me? You wanna get Beecher to take up our cause?

Augustus Hill:
Our cause? This is not our cause, this is my fucking life! I am not you, man! I don't want to be a martyr or a fucking saint! All I want is to get out of here and be free. Either you can do that or you leave me the fuck alone! Goddammit!

Kareem Said:
You're packed.

Arnold "Poet" Jackson:
No, I decided I didn't want to take anything outta this place.

Kareem Said:
So no last meal? No goodbyes to anybody. Just see ya, have a nice life.

Arnold "Poet" Jackson:
It's kinda fucked up, leaving. Everybody else is staying. It's like waking up from a dream.

Kareem Said:
Hope is a waking dream.

Arnold "Poet" Jackson:
Who that, Mohammad?

Kareem Said:
Aristotle.

Arnold "Poet" Jackson:
Well, that fuck ain't never served no time in Oz.

Leo Glynn:
What happened?

Dr. Gloria Nathan:
Schibetta was brought in, vomiting and pissing blood. My guess is he was poisoned.

Leo Glynn:
Christ.

Peter Schibetta:
I want Adebisi. I want you to deliver Adebisi to me.

Leo Glynn:
No.

Peter Schibetta:
No?

Leo Glynn:
No! If Adebisi did this, I'll punish him, not you.

Peter Schibetta:
Leo...

Leo Glynn:
Don't call me Leo!

Peter Schibetta:
Is that a threat or a joke?

Leo Glynn:
My brother has turned himself in. You and I are done. Capice?

Peter Schibetta:
You tell them I'm gonna handle Adebisi. I'm gonna get my honour back. By the end of today, either that fucking moolie or me is gonna be in a body bag.

Gloria Nathan:
I became a doctor to help people. Now, I know that that sounds like a cliche, it sounds naive, but it's true. I could have a fancy practice anywhere, but instead I chose to work at Oz. I saved your life, O'Reily. And in return, you destroyed mine.

Lenny Burrano:
Pancamo and Schibetta were found unconscious, Schibetta's rectum bleeding. Could've been raped.

Leo Glynn:
What do you mean "could've"?

Lenny Burrano:
He says he doesn't know what happened. He won't talk about it.

Leo Glynn:
No, he knows. He's too ashamed to admit he took one up the ass. He won't talk, he'll just get even. I'm gonna fire the CO that let this happen. [Glynn walks off]

Lenny Burrano:
Peter. Peter. I just talked to the family. You're out. Somebody else is gonna be taking over operations here in Oz.

Peter Schibetta:
Lenny. Don't tell my father, ok?

Lenny Burrano:
Huh?

Peter Schibetta:
Don't tell my father.

Miguel Alvarez:
You shoulda been there, man. Pancamo, out for the count. Schibetta's eyes wide open. His mind is shit.

Carmen "Chico" Guerra:
He got raped. By who?

Miguel Alvarez:
What's up, partner?

Simon Adebisi:
Partners, eh?

Miguel Alvarez:
Yeah.

Simon Adebisi:
You and me. We're fucking partners. I said you could help me kill the dago. You didn't do shit.

Carmen "Chico" Guerra:
Yo, man, you always let him diss you, man. You afraid of him, ese?

Miguel Alvarez:
Yo, fuck you. I ain't afraid of nobody, all right?

Ryan O'Reily:
McManus, you gotta see that I love her, man.

Tim McManus:
Love? What the fuck do you know about love?

Ryan O'Reily:
Well, what do you know, huh? What do any of us?

Tim McManus:
I know it's not a reason to commit murder.

Ryan O'Reily:
Yeah, well then, maybe you've never really been in love.

Shirley Bellinger:
Well, I'll be. Simon thinks of everything.

Simon Adebisi:
Shirley, you like your cake?

Shirley Bellinger:
Yes.

Simon Adebisi:
Happy birthday, baby.

Shirley Bellinger:
You're Simon?

Simon Adebisi:
[pulls down pants] Quickly, before the hacks come.

Shirley Bellinger:
But...

Simon Adebisi:
What?

Shirley Bellinger:
You're a nigger.

Simon Adebisi:
[hurt and angered] Suck my dick now.

CO:
Get the fuck away from her! What the fuck are you doing? Tony, Al!

CO 2:
Adebisi, move!

Simon Adebisi:
Suck my dick now.

Reporter:
Mr. Said, how do you feel?

Kareem Said:
How do I feel? I feel joyless. My brothers remain behind. Imprisoned, suppressed. I don't just mean my Muslim brothers, I mean every single man that will sleep in here tonight, that was cut off from everything that he loves. Cut off from his own self. You know, as the word went around that the Governor was gonna give somebody clemency, I saw a rift develop as each inmate wished himself to be the chosen one. The longing to be free became as palpable as the food that we eat. But it is a meal that I am being served right now. And I am Muslim. And Allah does not allow me to swallow certain things. Allah does not allow me to take scraps from the hands of a man such as this. A man who is corrupt and immoral. A man who denigrates the gift of clemency just as he violates the principles of justice. A man that gave the order that caused the death of eight people. And so, Governor Devlin, because even the cost of freedom can be too high, I refuse your pardon!

Vern Schillinger:
How do you live with yourself?

Robert Sippel:
How do you?

Vern Schillinger:
Whatever I've done, I've done for righteous reasons. Any laws I've broken don't deserve to be laws. But you, you fucking baby raper! You should be dead.

Diane Wittlesey:
Back in your cage, Schillinger. Don't make me use this. You wouldn't want me to enjoy myself, now would you?

Robert Sippel:
Thank you, Officer.

Diane Wittlesey:
Just doing my job, pal. For once I agree with that Nazi fuck.

Ryan O'Reily:
McManus! I fucked up a lot of people's lives.

Tim McManus:
Yeah.

Ryan O'Reily:
My brother Cyril got slow because of me. We were at this funeral and there was this chick there that I used to date. [Flashbacks of Cyril being injured as Ryan talks.] She was there with her new boyfriend, some wise guy. But she and me, we're still hot for each other. Cyril got brain-damaged defending me. When the doctors told me that Cyril would never be the same again, that he would have the mind of a five-year-old, fuck, it crushed me. So I got wasted. I lost control. Everything I've done since I've gotten here was to protect my ass so I could make parole. But what I feel for Gloria, it blinded me. So I lost control again. So now Cyril's in Oz and he's gonna be here for 60 years and he got raped by Schillinger and he's afraid. So I gotta stay here with Cyril. I gotta protect my brother. For once in my fucking life, I'm gonna be his big brother.

Tim McManus:
You had Cyril kill Gloria's husband?

Ryan O'Reily:
Yes.

Tim McManus:
You'll be brought up on charges.

Ryan O'Reily:
That's what I deserve.

[Discussion in Emerald City after Beecher gets incapacitated by Keller and Schillinger]

Jonathan Coushaine:
They broke both his arms and his legs?

Jaz Hoyt:
Hey, what's he do if he gets an itch?

Chucky Pancamo:
He looked like a fucking pretzel.

Bob Rebadow:
That's because he was in love with Keller.

Agamemnon Busmalis:
Love hurts.

Kareem Said:
Schillinger did this.

Ryan O'Reily:
Fucking Schillinger did this, man.

Kenny Wangler:
Yo, I want to move in here.

Junior Pierce:
Why?

Kenny Wangler:
It's a better view.

Tim McManus:
How'd this happen? Who took Beecher to the gym?

Karl Metzger:
I don't know, but I'll find out.