Lock Up
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1:18:01
Goddamn, you fat motherfucker!
Goddamn!

1:18:10
Hey, Frank. Doing some
spring-cleaning, huh, man?

1:18:16
Dallas, come here.
1:18:18
Yeah?
1:18:23
- What is it, man?
- I need some help.

1:18:27
No questions asked.
1:18:31
You're busting out?
You got less than three weeks.

1:18:35
Just help me.
1:18:36
- This is gonna take days.
- I need it tonight.

1:18:39
I can't do that.
Everything is gonna be locked up.

1:18:43
There's a con getting
out of here tomorrow.

1:18:47
- Chink Weber paid him to get Melissa.
- I understand.

1:18:50
I'd love to help, but I can't do
the impossible. You're hurting my arm.

1:19:01
I'll take you with me.
1:19:05
No shit?
1:19:08
- What's the plan?
- You'll know when you gotta know.

1:19:13
Going for the tunnels, huh, man?
1:19:16
You just be here, all right?
1:19:19
Convict, move it out of there!
1:19:22
Hey, use some bleach on that, Frank.
I'm coming out, Colonel Klink.

1:19:31
Linen run.
1:19:32
- Evening, Officer Vazquez.
- You're late. Get in there.

1:19:35
- Yes, sir.
- Quick.

1:19:37
- I'll be real quick.
- Still making that jailhouse booze?

1:19:40
Absolutely not, sir. I'm on the wagon.
I joined Alcoholics Unanimous.

1:19:44
- You got some line of shit.
- It's bad on my nervous system.

1:19:47
- Makes me talk too much.
- Just make it quick.

1:19:50
Yeah, I'll be right out, sir.
Right out.


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