Runaway Train

We've got men arranged in ages from 14 to 19.

Unfortunately, all were killed in the subsequent crash of the plane

and their names are being withheld until notification of next of kin.

We switch now to our live action reporter at the federal courthouse

for the latest on the Manheim-Stonehaven Prison case.

We've just gotten word that the federal judge

has issued his opinion in the Stonehaven Prison case.

We don't have all the details, but apparently Oscar Manheim,

the notorious life-term prisoner

who has been welded in his cell for three years,

has won his civil rights suit against officials at Stonehaven.

Stay with us for details.

In a few minutes, we'll be back with comment

from Associate Warden Ranken.

Yeah! I say, yeah!

Hey, Rogers. Rogers, Looky here, man.

What's up?

Manny's won his case.

The court's ordered to let him out of the hole.

- Great. That's great. - Yeah.

Uh, Rogers, Warden Ranken's gonna be on the tube in a couple of minutes.

Uh, let the dudes in the cell blocks hear him talk that shit he talks.

Uh, put Channel 9 into the speakers, man.

Rogers? Rogers?

Have you got shit in your veins or what, man?

I was holding my mud around here when you were peeing in your diapers.

All right. They'll all hear it.

Fuckin' A, man!

I say, Rogers, thanks, man. Yeah!

Nobody wants prison to be a playground.

We want criminals punished and locked up.

But don't you think you shocked the public conscience

by keeping a man welded in a cell for three years?

Well, a man, yes. But, uh, Manheim is an animal.

He broke out of here twice, he's robbed banks, he's a killer.

He doesn't care about your life, my life,

or even his own life...

Fuck your mother!

- Hear that trash, Ranken! - Fat-faced fagot!

- Somebody shoot that Nazi vegetable! - Manny for president!

...seventeen. He believes in nothing,

so he's capable of anything.

I've worked in prisons for 26 years.

I've seen fiends with strings of murders and they're all afraid of Manheim.

Jesus Henry Christ. Ow! Yeah!

Hey, Jonah! Jonah!

Hey, Jonah!

- Manny did it, man. - Yeah.

He really fuckin' did it.

Yeah, that's good, man. I'll see you in the yard.

Yeah. Yeah.

Well, if, as you say, he is an animal,

then why do all the other prisoners love him so much?

Well, because they're... they're mostly animals, just like he is.

They wanna do whatever they want, no holds barred.

Open the fucking door!

Fuck you and the horse you rode in on!

Open this goddamn door, Rogers!

This is no country club, you know what I mean?

Stonehaven's average sentence is 22 years.

Turn that fucker off!

Fuck your mother!

Ranken, how do you like the new renovation on your prison?

We fixed it for ya!

Ranken, your mother's a dog and you're an asshole.

Hey, Manny! You got visitors.

On your feet, convict.

On your feet.

I've got a federal court order to let you out of the hole.

'Course, I could ask for a stay during the appeal.

You know the court would go for that.

I can last nine more months through an appeal.

I could stand on my head nine months.

I oughta rack this door and kick your brains...

Fuck you! You wouldn't do it alone.

I don't dirty my hands on scum like you.

I'm gonna let you out in the yard.

And I hope you make a move so I can stop your clock.

That's a promise.

Yeah, a promise.

You promised to keep me in this hole for the rest of my life.

I kept you in here for three years.

That's long enough for me, kid.

Whatever doesn't kill me makes me stronger.

We'll see.

Please try again, and I'll send you out of here in plastic.

You do what you have to do and I'll do what I have to do.

Whatever happens happens.

Call the machine shop. Spring him to the yard!

That's your mama's fart-hole, Ranken. The bitch is loud.

You're all punks, hiding there, yelling in the dark.

Let me tell you where you assholes stand.

First there's God.

Then the warden. Then my guards.

Then the dogs out there in the kennel.

And finally you...

Pieces of human waste.

No good to yourselves or anybody else.

Yeah, here he is, man. The big man.

Hey, Manny. Homeboy. It's me, Home.

I'm blind, man. I can't see.

Hey, Manny. Here you go, man.

Let's go. Should be time for lockup.

Hey, man, let me get that for you, Manny.

What's been happening these past three years?

Just what you know, brother. I went out and got a fresh 30-year sentence.

- Couldn't make it without me? - Couldn't make without the money.

- Never did know how to rob a bank. - Hiya, Manny.

The following men have visitors...

Don't worry about it. I'll get you out.

- Not in this winter, you won't. - I won't?

- Kiss my white ass. - Hey, what's the...

He's a pretty good youngster. Besides that, he pushes the laundry cart.

Welcome home, brother. Welcome home, man.

All right, keep 'em up!

Get up! Get up!

Kill the son of a bitch!

One, two...

Come on!

Nine!

- The kid can fight. - It's worth about two dead flies.

Yeah, but you shouldn't judge people hard, man.

I'm gonna take a piss.

Officer, this guy! He's grabbin' my ass!

You kept him in the hole too long, Ranken.

I want you to hurt him, you know what I mean?

Take that punk out. Take him out.

I got it. I got it.

Jab! Punch!

What are you doing?

Come on, man. Yo, man. Yo, man, back off!

You all right, man?

And still the welterweight champion... Buck McGeehy.

I'm sorry, Manny. Ranken made me do it.

- Come on, punk. - No more!

Come on. Show me somethin'.

- Come on, Manny! - Come here, you rat stoolie. Come here.

- Come on. I got somethin' for you. - I'm sorry, Manny!

- Come here. - No! Stay back.

You want me? You want my blood? Here.

There, there's my blood.

Come on, scum.

You wanna shoot me? Shoot me!

Shoot to kill, sucker. Here I am.

Come on, Ranken. Shoot to kill.

Don't send no punk to do your business for ya.

I'm right here.

Come on. Shoot me. I'm goin' nowhere. Come on.

Come on, Ranken. Make your move.

Hey, sucker, you show me shit!

No, bro. He's mine.

Hey, get off me! Let me go!

Jonah! Jonah!

I'll kill ya. I'll kill ya. I'll kill ya.

I'll tear his fuckin' head off!

Oh, my God. Can't someone do something about it?

Lockup.

Mandatory lockup.

All prisoners in the cell.

All prisoners in the cell.

Mandatory lockup.

You look terrible.

I ain't dead.

He released me to the yard.

He wants to kill you for sure.

Nah, he's pushin' me.

He wants me to jump the wall. He's pushin' me.

It's 30 below out there.

I'm goin'. You comin'?

Are you comin'? I'll wait for ya.

No, brother.

This is home.

I run things around here.

I can't take these ass-kickings like I used to.

I can make it.

Then get on, brother, and do it.

I will.

Whatever happens, don't let 'em bring you back here, man.

Nah.

I'll find some...

...nice joint in the sun.

Manny, the bulls are on the stairs.

Let's split.

- Have fun. - You, too.

There's gonna be convicts watching you, brother.

Don't let them ice you. It'll break a lot of soul.

You know, you got a following, and I love you.

Comin' through. Hit the basket, man.

Comin' through. Hey, you guys, hit the basket, okay? Goddamn.

Comin' through.

Check out the starch in these socks.

Check my laundry.

Get in here and check my laundry.

Hey, Buck. See you later.

You're late, man.

I'm sorry, man. They were late with the showers. Here.

Comin' through, boss. Comin' through.

- Just hold your horses. - Yeah.

- How you doin', Jackson? - What's up?

Nothin' but laundry, huh?