LOYALTY

                                 
      
FINAL DRAFT                                Cyril Augustin, Jr.                     
                                           New Orleans, LA 70126            
October 12, 1998                           cyril32a@yahoo.com 
                                           504-235-6219

                                                                                                
FADE IN:                                                                                                                                         

EXT. LOUISIANA STATE PRISON – DAY  

DAWN. The sun rises on the horizon. The orange-yellow glow from the sun, beams down on the stone prison walls and barbwires of the Louisiana State Prison. 

SLOW MOTION. Two PRISON GUARDS escort two black men to the front gate. TYRELL “TEE” TATE (30) a fairly muscular guy with a cleaned shaved head, beard and goatee. His dark, piercing eyes and hard look gives him a no-nonsense appearance. He has his arm around his younger brother. TERRENCE “TEE” TATE (22), a hard looking young man with a beard and goatee. The two look like they’ve been through hell.
 
The two guards open the gates to freedom. Terrence and Tyrell exit the gates. The Guards close the gates behind them. The two men walk off into the sunset.    
                                                                  
                        TYRELL (VO)
              All my life I was told to look 
              after my younger brothers no 
              matter what. I made a promise 
              to my mother on her death bed 
              that nothing would ever change.  
                   (Beat) 
              But, I never thought I would 
              have to go this far.
 
Tyrell and Terrence stop and take one last look back at 
the prison. The two inhale the fresh air of freedom as they stare. A BEAT. Tyrell gives Terrence a tug to let him know it’s time to go. The two men walk off into the sunset. 
 
								            DISSOLVE TO:

BLACK SCREEN

                        TYRELL (V.O.)
              I’ll never forget what happened 
              to me and my younger brother Terrence 
              for as long as I live... And neither 
              will you.                                                                                 

EXT. TRINA’S HOUSE – DAY  (FIVE 1/2 YEARS EARLIER)
 
A Silver Toyota Maxima sits in the driveway next to the house. A Green F-150 truck with gold rims and trimming is parked behind the Maxima. A twenty-four year old Tyrell exits the house onto the porch, smoking a cigarette. He stares out in the neighborhood.                                                                 
                               
                        TYRELL (VO)
              It all started about five-years 
              ago. I was 25 and only out of 
              prison for only a few months. 
              I was trying to put my life back 
              together. Everything was going 
              as planned, until...

A smooth-faced, seventeen-year old Terrence Tate exits the house, laughing and counting a hand full of money. His bright smile and hairless face makes him look younger than he really is. His brother exits the house behind him. TYRON “TEE” TATE (19) a somewhat tall guy, his face and head closely shaved. He sports a Philadelphia 76er’s basketball jersey that displays his many tattoos. His dark eyes and shaved head give him a thuggish impression.
                                                                
                        TYRON 
              Your ass is lucky. 

Terrence rubs his victory in Tyron’s face. The two joke around and head off the porch over to Tyron’s green F-150 truck. The two play fight by the truck. 
                                
Tyrell stares at his two younger brothers with a warm smile. We can see he loves his two brothers more than anything.
              
ON TERRENCE & TYRON
                  
                        TYRELL (VO)
              Those are my little brothers, 
              Terrence and Tyron. Terrence is 
              the baby of the family. He’s 
              only seventeen-years old and 
              has scholarships to the top 
              colleges in the South. He even
              tutors college students on the 
              side. Everybody in the neighbor-
              hood call him “school boy.” 
              But me… I call him “Tee”. A nick-
              name my momma gave us because 
              all our names began with a “T”. 
                        TYRELL (cont’d) 
              Now, Tyron is the total opposite.   
              Sometimes I blame myself for the 
              way he turned out. Going in and 
              out of jail since I was thirteen.
              I left him hanging just like my 
              father left me. So, he did just 
              what I did… He took to the streets.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        TRINA (OS)
              Come on baby, we running late. 
              Come on Courtney let’s go.   
                                                                                                                                                                     
A woman exits the house dressed in an all white nurse uniform. TRINA JONES, early thirties, attractive, wife, mother of one and the brother’s older sister. Motherhood has done nothing to her beauty, as of a face that is far younger than most thirty-year olds. Right behind her is her five-year old daughter, COURTNEY. She’s dressed in her blue and white school uniform. She adjusts Courtney’s clothes.                                                                                                                                                                                                                          

ON TRINA

                        TYRELL (VO)
              That’s my sister Trina and her 
              daughter Courtney. My sister 
              is a nurse at one of the best 
              hospitals in New Orleans. She’s 
              been keeping everything in order 
              ever since my momma died. She’s 
              made sure Terrence didn’t follow 
              in the same footsteps as me.  

                        TRINA 
              Good morning, Tee?
									                                                                           
                        TYRELL 
              What’s up sis? 
                   (to Courtney)
              Hey, you!
                                                                                                                                                               
Courtney blushes and gives Tyrell a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She exits the porch and heads over to Tyron and Terrence at the curb. 

Trina takes a pair of earrings out her purse and puts them in her ear.

                        TRINA
              What are you getting into today?                                                       
                        TYRELL
              I have to go see my parole officer 
              this morning.   
                                                           
                        TRINA
              Yeah. You need anything?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         

                        TYRELL
              No, I’m cool...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

                        TRINA
              You’re sure? You don’t need a 
              ride or anything?                            
                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                        TYRELL
              I’m straight... Rhonda going to 
              pick me up, later.                                                                                                

                        TRINA
              Yeah? Tell her I said hi.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        TYRELL                                                                                                                                                                                
              All right...                                                                                                                                                               

Trina’s husband exits the house fighting with his tie. WARREN JONES, early thirties, handsome and well-dressed guy with a goatee.                                                                                                                                                                

                        WARREN
              Shit! Baby, are you ready? 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        TRINA
              I can see you’re not. Look at
              your tie.

Trina helps Warren with his tie. Tyrell’s piercing eyes locks on Warren like an angry pit bull at first sight of him. Everything goes SILENT around Tyrell. His anger grows as he stares. Warren exits the porch over to the car.

                        WARREN
              Come on baby, I’m already late.

Tyrell’s angry eyes follow.

ON WARREN
                                                                           
                        TYRELL (VO)
              That’s my sister’s husband, 
              Warren. We use to be best 
              friends before I went to 
              prison. Back then, me and 
              Warren sold drugs in the hood 
              together. Until one day, he 
              got busted for selling a key 
              to an undercover agent. So, 
              to save his self, he gave me 
              up. Because of him, I did five-
              years in prison. If it wasn’t 
              for Trina and Courtney, I would 
              have killed him the first day 
              I came home. 
                                                                
                        TRINA
              Tee, if y’all get hungry...

She notices Tyrell’s vile expression as he stares.  
                                                                
                        TRINA
              Tyrell?   

Tyrell doesn’t answer. He’s in a trance.

                        TRINA
              Tyrell!
                                                                                                                                                                  
Tyrell snaps out of it.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        TYRELL
              Yeah, what’s up?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        TRINA
              Are you all right?                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

                        TYRELL                                                       
                   (he’s lying) 
              Yeah, yeah... I’m cool.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                        TRINA
              I was saying... I have to stop 
              at the store after work; so if 
              ya’ll get hungry, there’s some 
              chicken in the fridge.                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

                        TYRELL
              Alright.

Trina stares at Tyrell.
                                                            
                        TRINA
              You sure you’re OK?                                                                 

                        TYRELL
              Yeah, I’m sure. Go to work. I’ll 
              take care of everything here.
                     
Trina cracks a smile, but she’s still worried.
                                           
                        TRINA
              All right. I see you later.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

Trina exits the porch, but looks back at Tyrell, worried. Courtney and Terrence plays by the car. Warren sits in the car with the engine running. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
                        TRINA                                                       
              Come on here, Courtney and 
              Terrence, let’s go. 

Terrence and Courtney head over. They all get into the gray Maxima in the driveway. Tyron gets in his truck, backs out and exits. Tyrell waives to them. The Maxima backs out and exit. Tyrell heads back into the house.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                                                    	          
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BLACK SCREEN

We HOLD for JUST a BEAT, under the SOUND of a large group of men talking LOUD and ARGUING.

Suddenly we’re in
                                                                                                                                         EXT. ALLEYWAY - DAY

LOW ANGLE: A PAIR OF DICE rolls on the ground. Seconds later, someone’s hand enters the FRAME and stops the dice. Then we HEAR a VOICE: OS... “I got them, too”! More arguing and complaining follows. CAMERA PULLS BACK TO REVEAL a crap game in progress and 
Tyron in the middle arguing with the owner of the hand that stopped the dice, MIKE, a short, muscular guy in his mid 20’s. 
Also in the circle is Tyron’s crew: BIG BOY, a short fat guy in his late teens with a whole lot of size, BRIAN, a tall slim guy, late teens with droopy eyes. 
His droopy eyes make him look sleepy even when he’s not and KURT, a very stocky guy in his late teens with a bandana around his head. Several ONLOOKERS stand around watching the guys shoot craps. Tyron rolls the dice. 

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EXT. CITY STREETS – DAY (MOVING)

A red corvette cruises the street.
                                                                                                                                                           
INT. CORVETTE – DAY

Driving the car is RHONDA, a very attractive woman in her late twenties. Tyrell sits in the passenger seat enjoying the ride. 
                                                               
                        RHONDA
              How did everything go with the 
              Parole officer?		
		                                                                                                               
                        TYRELL
              It went all right. He could 
              have kept his little speech. 
              But other than that it was cool. 
              It was good seeing him again. 
              He helped me out a lot.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        RHONDA
              That’s good.
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              He’s been my parole officer 
              since I was twelve.                    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        RHONDA
              Twelve? You were a terrible kid.
                                                                                                                                                        
Tyrell smiles. He’s guilty.
                                                                                                     
                        RHONDA 
              So, what’s up with the family?  
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              Everybody’s cool. My sister 
              said hi.
                                                                 
                        RHONDA
              Tell her I said hello. 

Tyrell nods. Rhonda grins.

                        RHONDA (cont’d)
              I remember what I wanted to ask
              you.

Tyrell is all ears.

                        RHONDA              
              Do you, your brothers and sister 
              ever have an argument? 

Tyrell chuckles.

                        TYRELL
              What kind of question is that?

                        RHONDA
              C’mon now, Tee. Y’all like the
              Brady Bunch in that house.                                                              

Rhonda laughs. Tyrell cracks a small grin.

                        TYRELL
              That’s cold, that’s cold. Come 
              on, we not that happy. We just 
              tight like that. But see back 
              in the day. Me and Trina used 
              to argue like Thelma and J.J. 
              from “Good Times”. I’m talking 
              everyday.       

The two laugh. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                        RHONDA   
              It’s just y’all get along so 
              well.                                                                                   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        TYRELL
              It wasn’t always like that. It
              took us years of practice to 
              get to this point.                                                                                                                                          

Rhonda’s grins fade. She stares out the window. 

                        RHONDA                                                                          
              I wish my family were that close.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         									                                                                
Tyrell glances over at Rhonda and rubs her hand. 

Rhonda smiles at him, appreciating his comfort.

                        TYRELL (VO)
              Rhonda’s my girl. We go way 
              back together. Before I went 
              to prison, Rhonda and me used 
              to kick it. Over the years 
              while I was locked up we kept 
              in touch. So, when I came home 
              we hooked back up, and been 
              kicking it ever since. 
                                                                                                                                                                     
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EXT. ALLEYWAY - DAY 
                                                                                                                                                             
The guys stand around listening to Tyron and Mike, argue over the dice game.
                                                                
                        TYRON
              That’s the sixth time you  
              caught my shit! I’m tellin’ 
              you, don’t catch’em no more!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

                        MIKE                                                   
              I don’t want hear that shit, 
              nigga! My fucking money down 
              here, too! If I catch that shit, 
              I just catch it! Fuck that!
 
A tall, huge guy with an angry expression on his face stands behind Mike with his arms folded, BRUISER, mid twenties.

                        BRIAN
              Nigga, keep your fucking hands 
              down.

                        MIKE 
              What? Man fuck you.

Brian jumps up and lunges for Mike. Mike stands up, ready to fight. Big Boy and Kurt quickly restrain Brian before he can get to Mike.

                        KURT
              Fuck that nigga, man.

                        BIG BOY
              His punk ass mad because we 
              taking all his fucking his money.
Brian calms down and focuses back on the dice game. Mike stares at Bruiser.

                        MIKE                                                                                                                                                          
              I told you these niggaz was 
              cowards. Out here crying like 
              bitches.             

Bruiser grins. Tyron stares in anger offended by Mike’s remark. 
 
                        TYRON  
              Bitches? 

                        MIKE
              You heard me!

Tyron stares. His eyes study Mike. The onlookers can since something is about to go down. They begin placing bets on a fight instead of the crap game. Tyron shakes the dice and looks around. Everybody is quiet. All eyes are on Tyron.                                                                                                                                                             
                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        TYRON
              This money.                                                                                                                                                                      

SLOW MOTION as Tyron rears back and tosses the dice directly in front himself. Mike reaches across the board for the dice.
                                                                        
                        MIKE
              I got--
                                                                                                                                                                
BACK TO SCENE

Tyron jumps up and viciously stumps Mike’s hand, repeatedly. Mike falls to the ground, screaming and holding his risk. Everybody jump up in disbelief, laughing and cracking jokes. They can’t believe what Tyron just did. Bruiser’s eyes beam down on Tyron with anger. The onlookers pay the winners of their bet. Tyron pulls a handgun from his waist and points the gun down at Mike. 

Mike covers his face in fear.

                        MIKE
              Please, don’t kill me!

                        TYRON                                          
              Stick that bitch down there 
              again and I’ll blow that motha-
              fucka off your arm!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               				
Bruiser’s face fills with anger. He lunges toward Tyron. Tyron quickly points the gun at him.  

                        TYRON
              Come on. I dare you.

Bruiser raises his hands and backs away.
                  
                        BRUISER
              Punk motherfucker. You aint shit
              with out that gun.

Bruiser slowly walks over to Mike and help him up off the ground. 
                                                                                     
                        BRUISER
              We’re going get these mother-
              fuckers! 

The guys laugh at Mike and Bruiser. Mike and Bruiser looks around at everybody shaking their head.

                        BRUISER
              Laugh motherfuckers. We’re gonna 
              see who gets the last laugh.

Mike holds on to Bruiser as he helps Mike out the alley. The guys waive goodbye to Mike and Bruiser.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

                        TYRON 
                   (to Mike & Bruiser)                                                       
              Man, where y’all going? I was 
              just bull shiting.

Mike and Bruiser keep walking. Tyron looks down and notices Mike forgot his money. He calls after Mike.                                                                                                                                                                                
										                                                                        
                        TYRON                                                        
                   (outloud)
              Mike! You forgot your money.                                                                                                                                                                                

Mike looks back, doesn’t answer and keeps walking. Mike and Bruiser exit the alley.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
                        TYRON   
                   (to Mike & Bruiser)                                                                     
              Fuck y’all then!

Tyron stares at his handgun and laughs. 

Tyron puts his handgun away and picks the money up off the ground.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
 			
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INT/EXT. CORVETTE - DAY (MOVING)
    
Tyrell and Rhonda catch up on old times.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        TYRELL
              I knew you had an older sister 
              in Texas. I didn’t know you had 
              a brother, too.
                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        RHONDA
              I never told you about KILLA? 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        TYRELL 
              Killa?
                                                
                        RHONDA
              His real name is Derrick. We 
              call him Killa. Him and Warren 
              used to be boys before y’all 
              moved around here. 

                        TYRELL
              For real?

Rhonda nods, yes. Tyrell glances out the window and stares. Something catches his attention.                                                                                                                                                                            				
                        TYRELL					                                                                       
              Hold up... Slow down...                                                                                                                                                                                                      

Rhonda slows the car down.

                        RHONDA
              What’s wrong?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
Tyrell points to Tyron’s green truck at the curb outside the alley.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

                        TYRELL
              Pull behind that truck.

Rhonda pulls to the curb right behind Tyron’s truck. Rhonda shifts the car in park.  

                        RHONDA
              Isn’t that Tyron’s truck?
                                                               
                        TYRELL
              Yeah.

Tyrell pops his head out the window and looks into the alley.   
          
EXT. ALLEY - DAY
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
Tyron waives a handgun around. He spins around and locks eyes with Tyrell. 

                        TYRON                                                                         
                   (to himself)
              Damn.

Tyron drops the gun at his side and looks away. He avoids eye contact with Tyrell. The guys stare at Tyron, wondering what’s his problem. Kurt glances out the alley and notices Tyrell staring from the car. He motions to the guys with a head nod towards the corvette.

                        KURT
              Look, it’s Tyrell.

The guys stare.

INT. CAR - DAY
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
Tyrell stares, shakes his head in disappointment. Tyrell signals Rhonda to drive off. 

                        TYRELL
              Let’s go.

Rhonda shifts the car into drive. The corvette exits.  

EXT. ALLEY – DAY

Tyron paces, talking to himself, angry.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        TYRON
              Fuck!     

He didn’t want Tyrell to see him doing wrong. 
                                                                                                                                                                
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INT. TERRENCE’S BEDROOM – DAY                                                                                                   

An average teenager’s bedroom with posters of JANET JACKSON, ATHLETES, RAP ARTIST, R&B ARTIST and swimsuits MODELS on the wall. In the back of the room, there’s a shelf full of trophies and awards. 

Terrence sits by a desk doing his homework and listening to his walkman.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      										    
EXT. TRINA’S HOUSE - DAY
                                                                                                                                                             
Trina’s silver Maxima pull into the driveway.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

INT. KITCHEN – DAY - CONTINUOUS

Trina enters the kitchen carrying two big bags of groceries and sits them on the table. Tyrell enters behind her carrying the rest of the last three groceries bags and sits them on the table, also.  
                                                             
                        TYRELL
              That’s everything?                                                                                                                                                              
                                                                                                                                                           
Trina puts the groceries away.
                                                                
                        TRINA
              Yeah, that’s it.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        TYRELL
              You need some help?
                                                                 
                        TRINA
              No, I got it.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        TYRELL
              Well, I’m about to go upstairs 
              and see what Terrence is up to. 
                                                                  
                        TRINA
              All right.     
                                                                                                                                                                
Tyrell heads for the exit.
                                                                
                        TRINA
              Oh, Tyrell before you go...                                                  

Tyrell stops and turns to Trina. 

She looks over Tyrell’s shoulders to see if anyone’s coming in the kitchen. They’re not. She leans close to Tyrell.

                        TRINA  
              Don’t forget, I’m going to need 
              you and Tyron to pick up the rest 
              of the things for Terrence’s 
              graduation party.                                                                   

Tyrell nods, yes and exits. Trina finish putting away the groceries.                     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
INT. TERRENCE’S BEDROOM – DAY - CONTINUOUS

Terrence lies in bed with his eyes closed, his hands behind his head listening to his Walkman. There’s a KNOCK on the bedroom door. Terrence can’t hear the knock because of the headphones on his ears. Tyrell taps on the door and enters the room.										       	                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                        TYRELL
              Tee, you in here?                                                                                                                                                            
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
Terrence opens his eyes, glances toward the door and sees Tyrell. He sits up on the edge of the bed and takes off his Walkman. Tyrell walks over and shake hands with Terrence.                                                                                                                                                       
                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        TYRELL
              What’s up Tee?                                                                                                                                                           
                                                                
                        TERRENCE
              What’s up big brother?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        TYRELL
              What you doing in here? 
                                                                
                        TERRENCE
              Nothing. Chilling.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        TYRELL                                    
              You ready for the big day?                                                                

                        TERRENCE
              Man, I was born ready.
                                                                                                                                                        
Tyrell grins. He glances around the room at the awards and trophies. He walks over to the shelf to get a better look at them. He takes one of the trophies down. 

                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        TYRELL
              Damn, I remember when you got 
              this trophy. What grade?
         
                        TERRENCE     
              Fourth grade.

                        TYRELL
              Man, it seem like just yester-
              day I was walking you to school. 
              Look at you now, about to graduate 
              from high school. Damn, time just
              flew by.

Tyrell picks up another trophy.

                        TERRENCE
              Yep.

Terrence sits on the edge of the bed looking about. He nervously rubs his hands together. It’s obvious something is bothering him. 
                                                                
                        TERRENCE                                                     
              Say Tee, can I ask you something?  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        TYRELL
              Yeah, what’s up?
                                                                                                                                              
Tyrell puts the trophies back on the shelf and walks over to Terrence. He takes a seat on the bed next to Terrence.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        TYRELL
              Shoot.        
                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        TERRENCE
              What would you think, if I said
              I wasn’t going to college? 
                                                                                                                                                   Tyrell stares in disbelief. He can’t believe his ears.   
                                                                
                        TYRELL 
              I’d ask you, what changed your 
              mind? I mean, you always wanted 
              to go to college. What’s up?
                                                                                                                                                                              
Terrence stands and walks around the room.
                                                                
                        TERRENCE
              I still do. It’s just-- I was 
              talking with Tyron earlier and--
Tyrell sighs when he hears Tyron’s name. He knows only bad things can come from Tyron talking to Terrence.

                        TERRENCE (cont’d)
              He was saying I should take a
              break, you know? Have some fun
              for a change. 

Tyrell stares.

                        TYRELL
              What do you think about it?

                        TERRENCE
              I agree with him. 

Tyrell looks on with disappointment and anger. 
 
                        TERRENCE
              Come on, Tee. All I do is study. 
              I been working my butt off for 
              the last three years. I feel 
              like I’m missing out on some-
              thing.                       
                   (beat) 
              I don’t even have a girl friend.

Terrence sits on the bed and drops his head in his hands. Tyrell looks on. He only wants the best for Terrence. However, he also wants him to be happy.                   
                                         
                        TYRELL                                                        
                   (beat)
              Look Tee. Whatever decision 
              you make I’m behind you one
              hundred percent.
                              
Terrence slowly raises his head. Tyrell extends his hand to Terrence. They shake. Terrence cracks a smile. He’s relieved.
                                                                
                        TERRENCE
              Thanks man. 
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              I wouldn’t smile, yet if I were
              you. It’s not over. You got one 
              more person to break your news to.
 
Terrence pauses and thinks. He looks over at Tyrell.
                                                
                        TYRELL 
              Think about it. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
                        TERRENCE  
              Trina!           
          
                        TYRELL
              Trina.
                                                                                                                                              
Tyrell gets up off the bed.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              Just do me a favor...

Terrence stares, waiting.

                        TYRELL (cont’d)
              Whatever you do...Make sure 
              you’re doing what you want to 
              do and not what somebody else 
              wants you to do. Because, you 
              have to live with whatever 
              decisions you make in the end. 
              All right?                                                                  

                        TERRENCE
              All right.
                                                                                                                                                                               
Terrence and Tyrell hug each other and shake hands.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                        TYRELL
              I’m proud of you, Tee.    

Terrence takes a seat on the bed and puts back on his headphones. Tyrell exits.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
EXT. HOUSE - PORCH – DAY - CONTINUOUS
                                                                                                                                                            
Tyrell exits the house onto the porch with a juice in his hand. He stares out in the neighborhood and sees Warren over by the mailbox. Tyrell stares.  

AT THE MAILBOX

Warren flips through a stack of letters. He stops on one of the letters and stares.     
                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                       WARREN 
              I don’t believe this shit.
                                                                                                     
He glances down the block and notices a mail truck heading his way. He flags the mail truck down. Seconds later, the mail truck pulls to the curb. The MAILMAN pops his head out the truck.

                        MAILMAN
              Can I help you sir?                                                                                                                                                            											      
Warren reaches the mailman the letter. The mailman gladly takes it and reads the front of the letter to himself.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        WARREN
              I told y’all I didn’t want mail 
              from this man coming to my house. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        MAILMAN   
              Sir, if you want mail to stop 
              coming to your residence, you 
              would have to go down to the 
              post office and fill the forms.

A disappointed Warren stares at the mailman. The mailman reaches Warren the letter. Warren takes the letter back.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        MAILMAN
              Can I help you with anything
              else?     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        WARREN
              No, that’s it. 
                       
The mailman drives away. Warren rips the letter up.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                                                            
                        TYRELL (VO)
              Warren has been getting letters 
              from his pops since we were teen-
              agers. His father left him and 
              his mom on his thirteenth birthday. 
              Right after that his mom committed 
              suicide. Warren blames the whole 
              thing on his dad. Since then, his 
              dad been writing letters, trying 
              to apologize for leaving. Every 
              letter his dad would send Warren 
              would read them, he would just 
              throw them away.  
									
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EXT. PORCH – DAY

A group of guys sit around on the porch listening to LOUD RAP music. 

MUSIC QUE: 2 Pac Shakur’s rap song: “Ambition As A Rider.”

RUDY, 20’s, thin with several gold teeth in the front of his mouth. JUAN, a thuggish looking guy in his mid twenties with a bandana around his head. RAY RAY, mid twenties and CLYDE, early twenties. The guy’s nod and sing along with the music. 

Ray Ray exits the porch to take a look around the neighborhood. He looks to his left, then to his right. He sees a guy a few blocks away, heading his way. Ray stares. Juan walks out and hugs Ray.

                        JUAN
              Man, what you looking at?

Ray points to the guy heading their way. Juan stares.

                        JUAN
              Who the fuck is that?

The rest of the guys exit the porch to see what the guy’s are looking at. They all stare at the guy heading their way. Peanut stares at the guy for a second, then he laughs aloud.

                        PEANUT
              I’ll be a motherfucker.

Peanut walks out to meet Tyrell. The two greet each other with a handshake and a hug. 

                        PEANUT
              What’s up, Tee?

                        TYRELL
              What’s up, Peanut?

THE PORCH

The guys watch Tyrell and Peanut from the porch.

ON TYRELL & PEANUT

Peanut steps back and study Tyrell up and down.

                        PEANUT
              Damn, look at you, Tee.

Tyrell grins. The two laugh and hug each other, again.

                        PEANUT
              It’s good to see you, Tee.

                        TYRELL
              How you been?

                        PEANUT
              I’ve been hanging. You know me, 
              doing my thing. Man, when did 
              you come home?

                        TYRELL
              About a few months ago.             

Tyrell looks around.

                        TYRELL
              Damn, where is everybody?

                        PEANUT          
              This is it. Man, right after 
              you got busted niggaz was getting 
              killed left and right. 
 
                        TYRELL
              Yeah, I heard about big Mike 
              while I was locked up. So, 
              who’s the man around here now.

Peanut doesn’t want to say, but he feels he has to.  
                    
                        PEANUT
                   (beat)
              Tyron.

Tyrell stares in disbelief.

                        PEANUT
              You gotta to talk to him, Tee. 
              He’s out here bad. 

Tyrell sighs in anger.                    

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EXT. STREET CORNER – NIGHT

A large crowd hangs out listening to music. Tyron, Brian, Kurt and Big Boy stand on the corner. The guys are smoking marijuana. The guy’s shake hands with one another.

                        TYRON
              Nigga, I’m about to gets paid 
              out here, today.    

A black Nova with tinted windows stops on the corner. The guys quickly notice and stare. The Nova raises its engine then speeds away. The guys look at one another, wondering. 

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EXT. BACKYARD - DAY (WEEKS LATER) 
                                                                                                                                                    An iron fence surrounds the yard. Tyrell lies on a bench in the hot sun with his shirt off, lifting weights. Tyron ENTERS the yard and heads over. 
                                                           
                        TYRON
              What’s up, Tee?
                                                                                                                                                                                 
Tyrell puts the weights on the bar and sits up. He doesn’t answer.                                                                                                                                                                 
                                            
                        TYRON
              Tee, what’s up, man? You been 
              beefing with me for a while. 
              What’s up? I did you something?                                                                                                                     

                        TYRELL 
              What you doing out here?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                        TYRON                                                        
              What your talking about, man.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

                        TYRELL
              You think I’m stupid? I just 
              come home from doing five-years 
              for the same shit you out here
              doing.  
                                                                                                                                                               
Tyron cracks a smile. Tyrell doesn’t like Tyron’s response.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              You think it’s a joke? 

                        TYRELL (cont’d)
              This shit ain’t no joke. That’s 
              the problem, now. You think 
              everything is a fucking game. 
              When these white folks lock 
              your ass up, then we gonna see 
              if it’s a joke, then. 
                                   
Tyron stares with confidence and a grin.         

                        TYRON
              Whatever man.
                                                         
Tyron stares.

                        TYRELL
              You think prison is fun place
              to be?                             
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                        TYRON
              Man look, just because you 
              went out there and got busted, 
              don’t mean it’s gonna happen 
              to me. I know how to handle 
              mine. Me and my boys got these 
              streets on lock.

Tyrell stands.
									                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        TYRELL
              You and your boys? You really 
              think these fools give a fuck 
              about you? These niggas don’t 
              love you! Who the fuck is you? 
              You don’t have a split between 
              your fucking legs. 
                                                                                                                                                                                 
Tyron has had enough of Tyrell’s little lecture.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        TYRON  
              Man, fuck you!  
                                                                                                                                                            
Tyron turns to walk away. Tyrell grabs him and slam him against the fence.        
                                                        
                        TYRELL
              You better watch what you say 
              to me, you hear?
                                                                                                                                                                                
Tyron fights to get away, but Tyrell is too strong.                                                                
                        TYRON
              Get the fuck off me! Get off--    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
Tyrell let’s Tyron go. He storms out the yard. Tyrell sighs. He realizes he was wrong and calls after Tyron.                                                                                                                                                                    
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              Tyron?

Tyron doesn’t answer.

                        TYRELL
              Tyron! I’m-- I’m sorry man.  

Tyron exits the yard.

                        TYRELL
              Damn!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             	                   	    	                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
EXT. TRINA’S HOUSE – NEXT MORNING  

Tyron exits the house and heads to his truck parked at the curb. He turns the truck’s alarm off with a remote on his keys. Trina and Courtney exit the house on to the porch. Trina is in her robe. Courtney has on her school uniform.                                                                                                                                               
                                                                
                        TRINA
              Tyron?

Tyron turns around.                                      
                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        TYRON
              What?                        					                        					               
                        TRINA		                                                                                                                                                                                                          
              I need you to take Courtney to 
              school for me. She missed the bus. 

Tyron looks at Courtney for a second. She blushes.   
                                                              
                        TYRON 
              Come on.                                                                                                                                                      
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        TRINA
              Give momma a kiss. 
 
Courtney gives Trina a big hug and a kiss.
                                                                
                        TRINA
              I’ll see you later, OK.                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        COURTNEY
              OK.                                                                                                                                                                                 

Courtney heads off the porch to Tyron.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        TRINA
              I love you.
                                                                
                        COURTNEY
              I love you, too.
                                                                                                                                                                            
Tyron helps Courtney into his truck, closes the door behind her. He goes around and gets in on the driver’s side.           
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
INT. TYRON’S TRUCK – DAY - CONTINUOUS
                                                                                                                                                            
Tyron looks over at Courtney and smile. Courtney blushes and covers her face with both hands. Tyron reaches over and buckles Courtney’s seat belt.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        TYRON
              Well, I know I can’t listen 
              to my type of music with you 
              in here.

Courtney smiles.

                        COURTNEY
              Well, what are we gonna listen
              to?

Tyron thinks for a second.
                                                               
                        TYRON                                                            
                   (beat)
              Hold on...

Tyron grabs a tape from the glove compartment and pops it in the stereo. It’s a children sing along tape for kids. Courtney sings along. The truck pulls out the driveway and exit. The black nova follows the truck.               
      
EXT. CITY STREETS – MORNING

Tyron’s truck stops at a stop sign. A CROSSING GUARD stops traffic to let the school KIDS cross the street. 

INT. TRUCK – DAY – CONTINUOUS

Tyron nods to the music. Courtney looks over at Tyron.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        COURTNEY
              Can I drive?                                                                                                   
                                                                
                        TYRON
              What?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
                        COURTNEY                                                 
              Let me drive. I know how to 
              drive.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

                        TYRON  
              Who showed you how to drive?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        COURTNEY
              My daddy. He always let me 
              drive.                                                    

                        TYRON  
              Yeah, come on.         
                                                                                                                                                            
Tyron puts the car in park, reaches over and unbuckles Courtney’s seat belt. He helps her onto his lap. Courtney plays with the wheel.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TYRON
              You ready?

Courtney cheers.
                                                                
                        COURTNEY
              Yeah!

Tyron reaches to shift the truck in drive. Out of nowhere, the black nova with the tinted windows quickly pulls beside the truck. Tyron do-a-double take over at the car. The windows quickly drop down on the nova. Tyron stares for a second, then he quickly covers Courtney with his body.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                                                                
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BLACK SCREEN

We HOLD, under the SOUND OF CONTINUOUS GUNFIRE and SCREAMS. Seconds later, we HEAR a car speeding away.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                                                     BLACK TO:
EXT. TRUCK – DAY - MOMENTS LATER                                                                                                                                                           

The truck slowly rolls down the street full of holes. Tyron and Courtney are out of sight. Passersby quickly run up to the truck to see if Tyron and Courtney are still alive. In the BACKGROUND, the crossing guard and the kids are on the ground. The kids are crying. A WOMAN slowly walks up to the truck and peeps inside. 
She puts her hands over her mouth in terror and backs away, speechless.

                                                        CUT TO:

INT. CITY HOSPITAL - DAY
                                                                                                                                                         
Trina stands behind her station writing in a logbook. One of her co-worker’s STACY, 30’s, walks over. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        STACY
              What’s up girl?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                        TRINA
              Hey girl, I didn’t see you 
              there. How you doing?
                                                                
                        STACY
              Girl, I’m hanging in there. And
              I heard Terrence graduating.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        TRINA
              Yes he is. I’m so proud of him.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        STACY
              If only I was ten years younger.                                                                

                        TRINA
              You mean, twenty-five.
                                                                                                                                                                   
The two laugh.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TRINA
              I’m throwing him a party, and 
              girl you better come.                                        						                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        STACY
              Girl, you know I’ll be there.
  
Suddenly, A NURSE hurries over in a panic.     

                                                        
                        NURSE
              Trina, we need you in the ER. 
              It’s your daughter... She’s
              been shot.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
Trina stares in shock. Her eyes fills with water as she covers her mouth with both hands and cries.                  
                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        TRINA
              Lord no! Not my baby!  

Trina hurries off.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         EXT. APARTMENT - HALLWAY - NIGHT

It’s a small, thin hallway with a stairwell. Tyron sits at the top of the stairs, crying.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        TYRON
              I got Courtney shot, man. I got 
              Courtney shot. I got--                                                       
                  
He lays back, covers his face with both hands and cries his heart out.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       								                CUT TO:							
EXT. TRINA’S HOUSE - NIGHT

Trina’s silver Maxima pulls in the driveway. Tyrell and Terrence exit the house and rush over to the car. Trina and Warren exit the car. Warren rushes around to the other side, opens the back door and takes Courtney out the car. Courtney’s arm is in a sling and she has bandages on her head. Warren picks Courtney up and carries her into the house. Trina, Tyrell and Terrence follow closely behind.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

                        TYRELL (VO)
              Thank God Courtney wasn’t hurt 
              seriously. After seeing all the 
              holes in Tyron’s truck it’s hard 
              to believe she was the only one
              shot. A day after the shooting 
              Trina and Tyron had a big argument, 
              and she kicked him out. That was 
              the last time any of us seen or 
              heard from Tyron, until.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
EXT. TRINA’S YARD – DAY - (TERRENCE’S GRADUATION PARTY)

Balloons and a big sign that reads: HAPPY GRADUATION TERRENCE hangs from the house. The yard is full of FAMILY, NEIGHBORS and FRIENDS of all ages. Everybody is dancing and having a good time. In the far corner, the DJ spins the music.

Trina walks through the crowd with a large tray of sandwiches, meatballs and stuffed eggs. She sits the tray on the table with the rest of the food. She’s getting every- thing ready before Terrence arrives. Warren EXITS the house carrying two empty ice coolers. He makes his way through the crowd.                                                      

                        WARREN
              -Coming through, coming through.                                                 

An old man dances in the middle of the yard. POPS, tall, thin old man in his early fifties. TEENAGERS and KIDS of all ages surround him cheering him on. He’s trying to show the younger generation how they use to dance back in his day. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        POPS
              Y’all youngsters don’t know 
              nothing about this, here. 
                                                                                                                                                         
The teens laugh. They show pops the latest dance moves. He tries to do them, but can’t.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           Brian, Kurt and Big boy stand around with drinks in their hands, talking. 

Warren walks over carrying two bags of ice. He sits the ice bags on the ground and pours the ice into the coolers. 
                                                                
                        WARREN
              What’s up fellas?

The guys says their “What’s up’s” to Warren. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        BIG BOY                                                        
                   (to Warren)
              Where’s Terrence?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

                        WARREN
              He should be on his way.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        BRIAN
              I never heard of a nigga late 
              for his own party.									                                                                   
                        KURT  
              Y’all heard from Tyron?  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        WARREN
              No.
                                           
                        KURT
              He coming to the party?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                       BIG BOY
              I know, Tee is not going to  
              miss Terrence’s graduation party?  
                                                                                                                                                             
Warren stares. His expression says Tyron won’t make it.

                        WARREN
              No way.
                           								 
INT. BACKYARD - DAY  (LATER)
 
Everybody is settled in the party now. The yard is packed with people eating, dancing and having a good time. All of a sudden, the music stops. The crowd complains.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        DJ
              All right, all right…  

Trina makes her way through the crowd towards the exit. The music comes back on. Trina looks up and sees Stacy entering the yard with a gift in her hand and screams with happiness                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

Stacy looks up and sees Trina and screams, also. The two rush over and hug one another.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        TRINA/STACY
              Hey girl. 

                        TRINA
              I’m glad you came. Come in.                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

Stacy and Trina head to the back of the yard.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                        STACY
              Where’s the graduation man?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
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EXT. VARIOUS STREETS - DAY

Tyron’s truck cruises through the streets.				

INT. TRUCK – DAY
						      
Tyron sits behind the wheel of the car. The music plays on the stereo. Terrence relaxes in the passenger seat. Tyron lights a blunt cigar.  
                                                                
                        TYRON
              You don’t mine, huh?
                                                                
                        TERRENCE
              Nah, this your truck. Light it 
              up.

Tyron takes a hit.
                                                                
                        TYRON
              You thought about what I ask 
              you? 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        TERRENCE
              Yeah, I did.                                                                                                                                                                                 
                                                                
                        TYRON
              Well, what’s up? You gonna roll 
              with me or not? Let’s get this 
              paper. 
         
Terrence stares. He wasn’t ready for that question.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TERRENCE                                                        
                   (beat)
              Nah, I‘m gonna go to school.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                    
Tyron gets quiet. His face is full of disappointment. He looks like he lost his best friend.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TERRENCE
              You’re all right?                                                               

                        TYRON                                                        
                   (he’s lying)
              Yeah, yeah I’m cool. As long as 
              you’re happy, man. All right?

                        TERRENCE               
              All right.                                                                                                                                                         
They shake hands.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        TYRON  
              I thought we were supposed to 
              be celebrating?                                                           
                                                                                                                                                           
Tyron takes a bottle of rum out his glove compartment and reaches it to Terrence.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                                                                
                        TYRON
              Crack it open and let’s celebrate.

Terrence gladly takes the bottle and cracks it open. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                                                        CUT TO:     					                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      INT. BACKYARD - NIGHT  

The party is over. The guests are gone. Rhonda and Trina takes the decorations down and carry them into the house. 

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Trina and Rhonda put the decorations in a big box. Warren walks down the stairs.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        WARREN  
              She’s finally gone to sleep.                                                        
                   (to Trina) 
              Y’all heard anything from Terrence, 
              yet? 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
                        TRINA
              No, not yet.                                                                                                                                                                     
                                                            
                        RHONDA
              Girl, Terrence probably out there 
              getting his groove on.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        TRINA
              He better not be. 

The two laugh. 

EXT. PORCH – NIGHT

Tyrell paces back and forward smoking a cigarette. He plucks his cigarette and heads into

INT. HOUSE – LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Tyrell ENTERS the house.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TYRELL
              Did you hear anything yet?                         
                                       
                        RHONDA
              Nope, still waiting.
										                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                        TYRELL
              Look sis, we gonna head on out. 
              I have to get up early. 
                                   
                        TRINA                                                       
              All right. 
               
Tyrell glances at Rhonda.
                                                 
                        TYRELL
              You ready?
                                                                
                        RHONDA 
              Yeah, Baby would you get my jacket 
              and my purse out the kitchen.

Tyrell nods and heads into                                                                                                                                                                                  

INT. KITCHEN – NIGHT - CONTINUOUS

Tyrell ENTERS the kitchen and pauses when he sees Warren. 
Warren stand at the sink washing dishes. Warren glances back at Tyrell and quickly turns away to avoid eye contact. 

Tyrell shakes his head and looks around the kitchen for Rhonda’s things. He sees Rhonda’s jacket and in a chair and heads over. He grabs Rhonda’s purse and jacket and heads for the exit. 

Warren stops and sighs. He really wants to talk to Tyrell. Tyrell heads for the exit and Warren grabs his arm. 

                        WARREN
              Tee, can I talk to you for a
              minute?

Tyrell stops and stare at Warren’s hand around his wrist. Warren quickly removes his hand. Tyrell stares, waiting. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        WARREN
              Look Tee, I know what I did back 
              then was fucked up...                                                                         
                   (searching for words) 
              I just want to say...
                                                                                                                                                        
Warren drops his head, ashamed. Tyrell stares at Warren for a second and quietly exits the kitchen. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        WARREN                                                                       
              I just want to say I’m sorry.                                                                                                                                               

Warren raises his head and notice Tyrell is gone. He sighs.                                                                                                                                                                                
							
INT. LIVING ROOM – NIGHT 

Trina and Rhonda give each other a hug.									                                                                       
                        TRINA
              Thanks for coming. 
                                                           
                        RHONDA
              You’re welcome, girl... Thanks 
              for inviting me. Don’t worry, 
              girl everything is gonna be OK.

Trina nods. Tyrell enters carrying Rhonda’s things.                                        
                                                                     
                        TYRELL
              Baby, you ready?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                        RHONDA
              Yeah, you got my--
                                                                                                                                                                   
Tyrell raises her purse in the air.
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              --All right, sis. 
                                                                                                                                                                                 
Tyrell hugs Trina.
                                                                
                        TRINA
              All right Tee, I see you later.
                               
                        TYRELL
              Call me as soon as you hear from 
              Tee. Better Yet, tell him call me.                                                                                                                                                            
Trina nods.                    
                                             
                        TRINA
              I see y’all later.                                                                                                                                                                                 

Tyrell and Rhonda exit the house. Trina locks the door behind them and leans her back against the door. She sighs and stares at the ceiling.      
            
                                                          CUT TO:
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
INT. TYRON’S TRUCK - NIGHT  
 
Tyron wears a lazy expression on his face. He’s feeling the effects of the rum and the marijuana. Terrence is slumped down in the passenger seat half sleep. The rum and marijuana has a stronger effect on Terrence.                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

                        TYRON
              You’re all right?                                                                                                                                                                               

Terrence slowly looks over at Tyron with lazy eyes. His eyes are nearly closed.
							                                                                      
                        TERRENCE                                                      
                   (he’s lying)
              Yeah, I’m cool...
                                                               
                        TYRON
              If Trina finds out, I got you--
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        TERRENCE                                                       
                   (interrupting)
              How she’s gonna find out?

Tyron smiles and raises his fist. Terrence matches his fists.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
EXT. CITY STREETS - NIGHT

The truck stops at a red light. 

INT. TRUCK

Tyron stares at the passing traffic as he nods to the music. 

TYRON’S POV

SLOW MOTION, the black Nova that shot his truck up passes right in front of the truck.  

BACK TO SCENE

Tyron’s face fills with anger as he stares. His angry eyes follow the car.   
                                                                
                        TYRON                                                         
              Motherfucker!
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT

The light turns green. Tyron’s truck follows behind the Nova.                                                                                                                                                               
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                                                        CUT TO:
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
EXT. DAYS INN MOTEL - NIGHT 

The black nova pulls up to a vacant parking spot directly in front a motel room. 

Tyron’s Truck pulls into a vacant parking space further down. 

INT. TRUCK - NIGHT

Tyron kills the engine and waits. 

EXT. DAYS INN – NIGHT

The door pops open on the Nova. Bruiser, Mike and two FEMALES exit the car. The four are drunk as a skunk. Mike and Bruiser have 40oz bottles of beer in one hand and their arms around the young females. The four staggers towards the motel room.

INT. TRUCK – NIGHT 

Tyron’s anger grows at the first sight of Bruiser and Mike. 

EXT. DAYS INN – NIGHT

Mike, Bruiser and the two females hold on to one another and their 40oz of beers as they stagger up to the room door. Mike takes out the keys and tries to open the door, but drops the keys. One of the females picks up the keys and opens the door. They all stagger inside at once. The door SLAMS behind them.
                             								        
INT. TYRON’S TRUCK - NIGHT (ONE HOUR LATER)
                                                                                                                                                             
Tyron glances over at Terrence. He’s out cold. He takes out a blue bandanna, reaches down underneath his seat and pulls up a nine-millimeter handgun. He wraps the bandanna around the gun, cocks it and exits the truck into
EXT. PARKING LOT – NIGHT

Tyron smoothly, but cautiously crosses the parking lot with his handgun down at his waist. He runs up to Mike and Bruiser’s motel room and kicks in the door. He rushes in the room with his nine-millimeter drawn.

                                                       CUT TO:

A BLACK SCREEN, where we HEAR continuous GUNFIRE and SCREAMS. The gunfire silences the screams. Seconds later, we HEAR the SOUND of RUNNING FOOTSTEPS and heavy BREATHING. Then there’s the SOUND of Tyron’s truck door opening and slamming shut, followed by the SOUND of the truck starting up and speeding away.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                                                     BLACK TO:                                                                                                          
                                                                                                                                                              
INT. KITCHEN - DAY (SIX MONTHS LATER)

Warren consoles a tearful Trina in the middle of the floor.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        WARREN
              Baby, he’s gonna be all right.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
EXT. TRINA’S HOUSE - DAY 

Tyrell runs up the stairs into  
                                                                                                                                        
INT. TRINA’S HOUSE - DAY
 
He enters the house and looks around for everybody.                                                                                                                                                             
                                                                  
                        TYRELL                                                        
              Where’s everybody?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        WARREN (OS)
              Tee, in here.  

He heads into the     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
INT. KITCHEN – DAY - CONTINUOUS

He stops and stares at Trina and Warren. He looks around the kitchen.
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              What’s going on? 
 
He notices Trina is in tears and stares with concern.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

                        TYRELL
              What’s wrong?  

He stares at Warren for answers. Trina quickly runs over and hugs Tyrell. She cries even harder.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TRINA  
              He’s in the hospital, Tee. He 
              was attacked in there. He might 
              not make it.                                                                                                                                                    		
Tyrell hugs Trina and fights back his tears. But the news overwhelms him and the tears drips from his eyes. Tyrell’s pain is quickly replaced with anger.

								            DISSOLVE TO:                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

INT. STATE PRISON - HALLWAY - DAY 
                                                                                                                                                            
LOW ANGLE, A PAIR OF BLUE ALL-STAR SNEAKERS WALKS towards the CAMERA. There are shackles around this person’s ankles. THE CAMERA PANS UP to a CLOSE UP of the guy and it’s Tyrell. THE CAMERA PULLS BACK to REVEAL him dressed in an orange jump suit. His hands handcuffed in front of him as he walks down a long hallway. THE CAMERA TILTS to show two PRISON GUARDS walking behind him.                                                                

                        GUARD #1
              Let him get the rest of his 
              stuff then put him on the yard 
              with the rest of the animals.         
                                                                                                                                                                                 
Tyrell stops at a large, iron door at the end of the hall. The first Guard KNOCKS on the door. The door UNLOCKS with a CLANK. The LOUD CLANK ECHOES through the hallway. The guard enters, Tyrell and the other Guard follows. The door SLAMS behind them with a BANG.               
      									                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
EXT. PRISON YARD - DAY 
                                                                                                                                                           
PRISON GUARDS walk the rooftops of the prison with shotguns, eyeing the INMATES on the yard. 

The yard is full of inmates doing their everyday activities: playing basketball, ping-pong, lifting weights, exercising, jogging, etc.    
                                                                                                                                                                                 
Tyrell walks through the crowded yard, smoking a cigarette and minding his own business. 

Inmates quickly notice the new face on the yard. They stare at Tyrell as he passes by. Tyrell stares back with confidence, like a pit-bull ready for war. 

As he heads to the back of the yard, he notices a guy sitting in a ball, in the corner with his head down. Tyrell heads over. As he approaches the guy, he notices the guy’s head is wrapped in bandages. We can SEE the blood seeping through the bandages. Tyrell walks up to the guy. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                        TYRELL
              Put your head up!
                                                                                                                                                                                     
The guy slowly raises his head. It’s Tyrell’s little brother Terrence. His face is badly bruised. Tyrell’s face fills with pain and anger at the first sight of Terrence’s face. He holds back his tears. Terrence’s face fills with tears of joy and relief at the first sight of Tyrell. He calls out to Tyrell like a child in need.                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        TERRENCE
              Tee!
                                                                                                                                                             
Terrence sneers in pain as he tries to get up. Tyrell helps him up off the ground. Terrence hugs Tyrell, tight and exhales a breath of relief. He tightens his grip around Tyrell. 

Tyrell can no longer hold back his tears. He hugs Terrence even tighter and let the tears fall from his eyes.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                        TYRELL (VO)                          
              When I saw what they did to my 
              little brother, I knew my stay 
              here wasn’t gonna be a pleasant 
              one.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                                                   DISSOLVE TO:                                                                                                 

INT. PRISON HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY

Terrence lies in bed on his stomach. A NURSE in her late (40’s), wearing latex gloves, changes the bandages on Terrence’s wounds.                                                                                                                                   
                                                                
                        NURSE
              What is a handsome young man 
              like you doing in a place like 
              this? You remind me of my four-
              teen-year old grandson.
                                                                                                                                                                                 
Terrence smiles. He tries to move and grimaces in pain.                                                                
                        NURSE
              I know it hurts. What’s your 
              Name?
                                                         
                        TERRENCE
              Terrence.

                        NURSE		
              Well, Terrence, you had some 
              nasty, deep, puncture wounds. 
              Every last one of them missed 
              an artery by inches.           
                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        TERRENCE
              I guess I was lucky, huh?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        NURSE
              Well, I wouldn’t say that. I 
              guess God just wasn’t ready for 
              you, that’s all.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

The nurse removes the latex gloves, wraps them with the old bandages and tosses them in the trash. Terrence frowns in pain as he slowly rotates his arm. The nurse crosses the floor over to a file cabinet in the corner of the room. She opens the drawer, moves things around and pulls a bottle of medication out. She closes the drawer and crosses the floor back over to Terrence.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        NURSE                                                       
              I can lose my license for this,  
              but here, take it.

She reaches Terrence the bottle of pills.                                                                  

                        TERRENCE
              What’s this?

The nurse glances at the entrance where a prison GUARD waits outside for Terrence.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        NURSE               
              Take it... Hurry up. 										        
Terrence takes the pills and stares at the label. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        NURSE
              Put them in your pocket.

Terrence puts the pills in his pocket.
                                                                
                        NURSE
              It’ll stop your pain. 
                                     
The nurse rolls a temperature machine over to Terrence, wraps the armband around his arm and takes his temperature.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

                        NURSE 
              Your pressure is a little high, 
              but other than that, you’ll be 
              all right. You’re ready to go.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        TERRENCE
              That’s it?                                                 

                        NURSE                                                                         
              Yeah, that’s it.   
                                                                                                                                                             
Terrence slowly gets up off the bed                                                                                                                                                                                    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        NURSE
              Now, you take one tablet every 
              four hours, all right?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         

                        TERRENCE
              All right. 

He heads for the exit.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        NURSE
              Terrence? 

Terrence turns around.                                                        

                        NURSE 
              Take care yourself.
 
He nods and exits the room. The nurse stares with tears in her eyes as if Terrence was HER son.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

INT. PRISON CELLBLOCK #4 - DAY
                                                                                                                                                            
A PRISON GUARD escorts Tyrell down the cellblock. Tyrell carries his things: bucket, towels, toothbrush, etc. Tyrell glances into the cells as he passes them by. 
										      
THE CAMERA PAN THE CELLS, where we SEE INMATES: sleep, exercising, playing checkers, cards, dominoes, on the toilet, etc.     

INT/EXT. CELL#6 - DAY
                                                                                                                                                         
A guy stands by the sink washing his draws, SHINE, mid thirties, muscular, mean black guy with a shaved head. He’s wearing tight fitting shorts, muscle shirt and slippers. A prison GUARD and Tyrell walk up outside Shine’s cell.                                                                                                                                                               
                                             
                        GUARD                                                        
              Open ten!
                                                                                                                                                                                 
Shine turns around and stares. The cell doors SQUEAKS open. Tyrell enters the cell.         
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        GUARD                                                       
              Close ten!

The cell doors slowly, GRINDS shut behind Tyrell. The prison Guard exits. Tyrell’s eyes roam the cell like a lion. Shine hangs the last of his things on his clothesline. He takes a seat on his bed and stares at Tyrell. He lights a cigarette, takes a puff and exhales a cloud of smoke. 
                                                                
                        SHINE
              What’s up little brother?
                                                                                                                                                             
Tyrell ignores Shine and heads over to his bed. He puts his things away.    
                                                                
                        SHINE  
              You want some zoo-zoos?

Shine opens his box and takes out all kinds of snacks.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

                        SHINE  
              I got chips, candy bars, gum, 
              cup cakes, etc.      

Tyrell stares at Shine with anger. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        SHINE
              That’s the wrong attitude to 
              have in here young brother.               
              I’m just trying to be friendly.                                                                                                                                                            									     	
Shine puts his snacks back in his box.     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        SHINE  
              You shouldn’t be like that. 
              We have to live together know 
              what I’m saying? 
                        SHINE (cont’d)
              You need friends in a place 
              like this.

Tyrell puts the last of his things up and lies down in his bed. He puts his hands behind his head and stares at the ceiling.
                                                                 
                        TYRELL (VO)
              He must of thought I was one 
              of these youngster’s in here 
              for the first time. When some-
              one is trying that hard to be 
              your friend, It’s always some- 
              thing behind it.          
             
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EXT. PRISON YARD - DAY  
                                
A GANG of African-American inmates lifts weights in the far corner of the yard. The gang leader lies on a bench, lifting weights, BAM, late twenties, short, thick guy with an Afro and goatee. His bulldog expression and tight eyes gives him a vile appearance. TOMCAT, late twenties, stands over Bam spotting him. Tom Cat, huge, thick, light skin guy with blond hair and goatee.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        TOMCAT
              Push it! Push it! Come on baby,
              two more, two more! 
                                                                
                        TYRELL (V.O. cont’d)
              That’s Bam and his crew. The 
              word is, they run half the 
              prison drug trade in here.  
              
ON TOM CAT

                        TYRELL (VO cont’d)          
              That’s Bam’s right hand man 
              Tom Cat standing over him. 
              On the street they was part 
              of this gang called “The 
              Connection.” One day a rival 
              GANG kicked in Bam’s door 
              looking for him, but he wasn’t
              there. So to send him a 
              message, the gang raped and 
              beat Bam’s eighteen-year old 
              sister to death.

                        TYRELL (VO cont’d)
              When Bam found out, him Tom Cat 
              and his cousin Easy, took out 
              everybody in the gang. They 
              even took out a few of their 
              family members. The word in 
              here is, the leader of that 
              gang got away. At the trial, 
              the D.A. tried to Bam to testify 
              against Tom and Easy, but when 
              they refused, the judge sentenced 
              them to sixty-years, a piece.
										        
Bam pushes the weights up with a loud roar. He sits the weights on the bar and sits up to catch his breath.
                                                                
                        TOMCAT 
              Let me get some.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
Bam gets up and puts on his shirt. Tom Cat lies on the bench and lifts the weights. RUMBLE, 30’s, a huge guy with tattoos of teardrops under both eyes spots him. EASY, a large muscular, bald guy in his (30’s) with a twisted beard and sagging pants reaches Bam a lit cigarette.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        BAM
              What we got? 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                        EASY
              We got more than six ounces in 
              population this morning. Every-
              thing is in the clear.                                                                                                                                                                               

Bam nods in content.
                                                               
                        BAM
              Had any trouble getting it in? 
                                                    
                        EASY
              Just the same, old shit. That 
              crooked ass fucking prison 
              guard Pierce. He’s making it 
              harder and harder every time. 
              We gotta do something before
              he gets lucky.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        BAM 
              I’ma take care him. Look, we
              got a large shipment coming  
              in a few weeks. 
                        BAM (cont’d)
              I want you, Tom and Rumble 
              on it. 

Easy agrees with a nod.
                                                       
                        EASY
              Where? 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        BAM   
              The warehouse. This one can 
              put us over the top for good. 
              I got Nate and a few of his 
              boys down there checking shit 
              out right now.

Bam passes Easy the cigarette back. Easy’s eyes scans the yard as he takes a puff. He notices two African-American inmates headed their way. Hulk and ROB, both in their mid (30’s).          
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        EASY  
              We got company.                                                                                                                                                                                                             										          
Bam stares as the two head their way.  
                                                               
                        BAM                                                        
              Mount up!!     

Tom Cat quickly puts the weights on the bar and stands up. The gang quickly steps forward anticipating Hulk and Rob’s arrival. Bam, Tom Cat and Easy stand front and center ready for war. As Hulk and Rob approaches, we notice the two are in top, physical condition, but look worn, tired and very agitated.                            
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                        BAM
              What’s up?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        HULK    
              We don’t want any trouble.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        EASY 
              Well, what the fuck y’all want?
                                                                
                        HULK
              We need three of them eggs. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                        BAM
              What you got?    
                        
Hulk takes some money from his top shirt pocket and reaches it to Bam. Bam takes the money and make sure the coast is clear. He counts the money and motions to Rumble. 

Rumble takes a plastic bag out of a hole inside the end of the weight bar and reaches it to Bam. Bam opens the bag, takes three tiny bags out and reaches it to Hulk. Hulk quickly takes the bags and shows the bags to Rob. Rob nods in content. The two exit. Bam and the gang continue lifting weights.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
Across the yard, The Latin Knights, a Latino gang, stand in a stare across the yard at Bam and his crew. They’re lead by, DIEGO, (36), a somewhat demented looking guy with Latin symbols tattooed all over his hands and arms. Standing next to Diego is his two right hand men, DON and MICKEY, both in their early (30’s). 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        TYRELL (VO)
              That’s Diego and his crew. They 
              control the other half of the 
              prison drug trade. Diego and Bam 
              was in business together until, 
              Diego tried to get Bam killed, 
              fearing a take over. Since then, 
              the two have been at war.
                                                              
                        DON
              Look at them fucking roaches. 
              They think they run shit. I’m 
              Sick of these niggers cutting  
              in on our business. 
										                                                                        
                        MICKEY
              We gotta do something. Them 
              fucking Monkey’s are starting 
              to move in on our turf.

The gang agrees.     
                                                    
                        DIEGO 
              I got something for them fucking 
              niggers.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       							
INT. PRISON CAFETERIA - DAY

The cafeteria is full of INMATES, eating. Prison Guards stand around the cafeteria watching the inmates.  

Terrence sits in the back of the cafeteria, eating. Tyrell enters the cafeteria and gets in line. 
His eyes scan the cafeteria and find Terrence in the back of the cafeteria. He gets his plate and sits a few tables away, but where he can keep an eye on Terrence. He occasionally glances over at Terrence.     

CHRIS, (27), seated a few tables down from Terrence stares at him with a nasty expression on his face. The INMATE sitting in front of Terrence gets and exits. Chris grabs his tray, walks over and takes a seat right in front Terrence. Tyrell looks up and sees Chris in front Terrence. He stops eating and stares.                     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
                        CHRIS
              What’s up bitch?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           Terrence ignores him. Chris looks down at Terrence’s feet.

                        CHRIS                                                        
              Oh, you don’t have them on 
              today, huh?  
                                                                                                                                                                                                  
Terrence ignores Chris and continues to eat.  
                                    
                        CHRIS
              What did I tell you bitch? 
              You think I’m playing with 
              you?!  
 
Terrence doesn’t answer. Tyrell stares, and gets angrier by the second.
         
Chris looks around to see if the Guards are watching. When the coast is clear, he grabs Terrence by the wrists and pulls him closer, nearly across the table. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        CHRIS                                                                                                                                               
	         I’m talking to you Motherfucker.  
            
Terrence’s eyes widen with fear. 
										                                                                         
                        TERRENCE
              Man, what do you want?   
                                                                                                                                                         
Tyrell jumps up from his table, angry and heads over. A Guard quickly points his club at him.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        GUARD
              Sit your ass back down.
                                                                                                                                                                   
Tyrell stares at the Guard for a second and slowly sits back down. The prison Guard exits. 
Terrence pulls away from Chris. Chris looks around to see if the Guards noticed their little incident. As Chris looks around the room, his eyes locks eyes with a huge guy seated at the end of the table. WAYNEGO, late 40’s, huge, muscular guy, goatee, shaved head. He’s well respected throughout the prison. Chris seems to be disturbing Waynego’s meal. 

Chris grabs his plate and quickly exits. Chris doesn’t want any part of Waynego. Terrence glances down at the end of the table at Waynego. 

Waynego wipes his mouth with a napkin and gets up from the table. As he heads out the cafeteria, he notices Tyrell sitting at the table. He stares at Tyrell as if he knows him somewhere. His eyes follow Tyrell’s eyes across the room over to Terrence. He stares at Tyrell and Terrence. He nods with a smile and exits the kitchen.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
INT. PRISON CAFETERIA – DAY - LATER                                                                                                                                                         

Tyrell sits by a table smoking a cigarette. Shine and Chris watch Tyrell from a few tables over.                  

                        SHINE
              I’m gonna get that motherfucker.     

An INMATE in his mid thirties takes a seat next to Tyrell. He grabs his plastic fork and digs in his food like a pig. He’s eating like it’s his last meal in life. Tyrell pays him no mind.                               

At the entrance, another inmate by the name of BIDO, late twenties, enters the cafeteria with a vile expression on his face. His eyes scan the cafeteria from left to right and stop on Tyrell’s table. He pulls out a “shank”, drops it down by his waist and heads over. He looks around to see if the Guards are watching. They’re not. He walks up behind and black INMATE and stares down at him. The inmate has no idea he’s behind him. 

All of a sudden, Bido grabs the inmate from behind by the neck, pulls his head back and slices his throat from ear to ear. 
Blood splashes everywhere and all over Tyrell. The Inmate grabs his neck, stands up and staggers around. He falls to the floor fighting for oxygen. Bido drops the knife and quickly heads for the exit. Tyrell lights a cigarette and blows a cloud of smoke as if nothing happened. He takes a napkin out his pocket and wipes the blood from his face. The inmate’s lifeless body lies on the floor in a pool of blood, seizing. Other INMATES quickly move from the table. Suddenly, a LOUD ringing NOISE goes off in the cafeteria. Prison Guards storm the cafeteria.
 
Bido quickly stops in his tracks and raises his hands in surrender. The Guard forces him to the floor.        
                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        GUARDS                                                        
                   (out loud)
              Get down on the floor! Get down!
              Now!
                                                                                                                                                                                 
The Guards run through the kitchen and force all the inmates to the floor. Tyrell glances to the entrance and sees the Guards forcing everybody down. He quickly drops to the floor, face down and puts his hands behind his head. THE CAMERA PULLS UP to a WIDE SHOT, where we SEE inmates scattered across the cafeteria floor.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      								                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          INT. CELL BLOCK#9 - DAY
                                                                                                                                                             
The cellblock is somewhat packed with INMATES listening to four younger INMATES rap and make music with their mouths. Waynego walks down the cellblock. The guys move out his way and make a clear path. Waynego enters the last cell on the cellblock.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       									            
INT. CELL# 4 - DAY                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

Terrence slowly walks into his cell, still feeling the soreness from his attack. He stops dead in his tracks and looks around the cell. The cell is trashed. He walks through all of his belongings scattered out all over the floor. He notices his family pictures scattered everywhere. He scowls in pain as he slowly bends down and picks up a picture. He stares at a picture of him, Tyron and Tyrell as he walks over to his bed and takes a seat. He looks in the corner and notices an empty sneaker box turned over and his sneakers missing.
					  					        
EXT. PRISON SHOWER – HALL - DAY

LOUD TALKING NOISE comes from inside the shower. Prison Guard THOMAS stands guard outside the showers as the inmates enters and exit the showers.                 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        GUARD THOMAS                                                        
                   (out loud)
              Let’s go in there!
                                                                                                                                                            
Guard Thomas walks to the end of the hall to a pay phone. He picks up the phone and drops a quarter in. He dials a number.
                                                                                                                                                   
INT/EXT. SHOWER - DAY

The shower is filled with inmates showering and walking around.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

Guard Thomas talks on the phone. Terrence slowly walks up behind guard him and glances in the shower. He sees all the guys walking around in the shower. He tries to walks away but Guard Thomas turns around and sees him.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                                                    
                        GUARD
                   (to Terrence)   
              Hey, hey, hey! Where you going?                                                        
              Let’s go! In the shower, now!
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
Terrence slowly walks through the crowd, searching for an empty shower. He reacts to every little SOUND he HEARS in the shower. He finds an empty shower in the middle. He timidly looks around as he takes his towel off. He turns on the water and begins taking his shower.  								                                                                                                                                                                

Chris takes a shower in the last shower on the row. He looks up and sees Terrence and stares. He motions to a guy showering next to him, MACK, mid twenties. Mack looks at Terrence. Chris turns the steam up on the showerhead. In seconds, the shower is fill with steam. Terrence continues to shower, nervously. Chris and Mack pull out their “shanks” and exit their shower. A LOUD SQUEAKING NOISE of a shower faucet being turned is HEARD throughout the shower. Terrence jumps, looking around, scared. Chris and Mack walk through the steam towards Terrence. As they approach Terrence, they notice a guy in the shower next to Terrence. They pay him no mind and continue toward Terrence. 
Chris walks up behind Terrence and extends his arm back in a stabbing position. Terrence has no clue he’s about to be attacked, again. Chris takes a step toward Terrence. 
Waynego pops his heads out the shower next to Terrence. He shakes his head at Chris, telling him to back off. Chris backs away from Terrence. He wants no parts of Waynego. Chris and Mack quickly exit. Terrence listens to the SOUNDS in the shower. All we can HEAR is the SOUND of water running. Terrence quickly turns his shower off, grabs his towel and exits the shower. Waynego leans up against the shower wall and let the water pour down in his face. He closes his eyes.           
								                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
INT. PRISON SHOWER - NIGHT – FLASHBACK – 20 YEARS AGO

It’s Waynego’s first night in prison. CLOSE ON a twenty-two year old WAYNEGO as he takes a shower. Out of nowhere, a pillowcase goes over his head. THE CAMERA PULLS BACK to reveal Waynego being attacked by a GUY in his (30’s). 

Waynego fights to get the pillowcase off his head, but the guy is too strong. Two more GUYS ENTER the shower and join in the attack. They slam Waynego into the wall and knock him unconscious. 
Young Waynego lies on the shower floor out cold with the pillow case still on his head. The blood seeps through the pillowcase. As the three men pull down their pants, we...
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
								          CUT BACK TO:

INT. CELL#15 – NIGHT – THE PRESENT

Waynego jumps out his sleep, sweating, breathing heavy and furious. He punches the bed.  
                                                                                                                                                                 
INT. CELL#12 – NIGHT

Three INMATES are beating another INMATE. They pull down the guy’s pants. The guy SCREAMS for the guards. 

EXT. STATE PRISON - NIGHT 

LOUD SCREAMS and CRYING can be HEARD outside the prison. The screams seem infinite  
									         
INT. CELL# 4 - NIGHT

Terrence lies in his bed with his hands over his ears. He can HEAR the LOUD SCREAMS. 
                                                                                                                                                      
INT. CELL BLOCK# 6 - DAY

A crowd of new INMATES makes their way down the cellblock. A few INMATES stand outside their cells, observing them. 
The other INMATES quickly rush out their cells to see the new inmates come in. The inmates yell out obscene gestures at the new inmates. The new inmates ignore them.                                                                                                                                                                
									       
Bam, Easy and Tom Cat stand outside Bam’s cell, observing the new inmates head their way.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        BAM                                                       
                   (out loud)
              Fresh fish, you in shark infested 
              Waters, beware!       
                                                                                                                                                      
Easy looks at the new inmates. He seems to be more interested in one of the new inmates. His eyes lock in on one particular guy in the crowd.                                                                                                                                                       
                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        EASY  
              I’ll be a motherfucker!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

Bam and Tom Cat take a look at the new inmate. 
It’s the leader of the gang that killed Bam’s sister. G-DOG, a black guy in his late (20’s). Bam stares, angry, eyes watering.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                        TOMCAT
              You want me to handle this?
                                                                
                        BAM
              Nah, nah, I got this one!
                                                                                                                                                                                   
Bam wipes the tears from the cracks of his eye. Easy gives Bam a long “shank” knife. Bam takes the knife and drops it to his side. He waits for the inmates to pass. As the inmates pass, Bam quickly joins the crowd. He walks amongst the new inmates, gripping the knife tightly. He makes his way through the crowd, heading towards G-Dog. Easy and Tom Cat keep their eyes open for the Guards. G-Dog walks down the cellblock unaware he’s about to be attacked. Bam stays low and runs up behind him. Bam stabs him several times in his neck and back. G-Dog falls to the floor with his hands around his neck, gasping for air. Bam gets on top of him and stabs him repeatedly. The inmates quickly head into their cells. Bam is covered in G-Dog’s blood. G-Dog lies in the middle of the cellblock, bloody and motionless. His eyes and mouth are frozen wide as blood pours from his mouth. Bam quickly run back to his cell. Suddenly, a LOUD CONTINUOUS RINGING NOISE goes off on the cellblock, opening all the cells. Prison Guards storm the cellblock, forces everybody out their cells and up against the wall. Bam exits his cell all cleaned up with a vile expression and gets against the wall.

INT. CELL BLOCK# 6 - DAY - MOMENTS LATER

Both sides of the wall are lined with inmates all the way to the back of the cellblock.                                                                                                                                                                          

A GUARD leans down to see if G-Dog is still alive. He looks at the other GUARDS and shakes his head. G-Dog is dead. 
The Guard pulls out his radio and calls for help. 
WARDEN BANKS, 50’s, storms down the cellblock accompanied by two of his ranking PRISON OFFICERS. The Warden walks up.  
                                                            
                        WARDEN
              What’s going on?                             					                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        GUARD#1
              There’s been another stabbing, 
              sir. He’s dead.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                
The warden stares over at the inmates. 

                        WARDEN                                                        
              Which one of you animal did 
              this?
                                                                                                                                                                                         The inmates laugh. They can’t believe he wants somebody to confess.                 
                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        WARDEN                                                        
              I want everybody strip-searched, 
              and I want this cellblock locked 
              down, tight!
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   The guards nod. The warden exits. More GUARDS enter the cellblock to assist the Guards.  
                                                                
                        GUARD #1
              I want everybody on this cell-
              block stripped and searched.
             --Starting with... 
                                       
The warden walks down and stares at the inmates. He points to Bam.
                                                                
                        WARDEN #1 (cont’d)                                                      
              ...him! 

The Guards scream and shove the inmates against the wall. Bam doesn’t appreciate the shove.                                                                

                        BAM
              Watch that shit!   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        GUARD #1                                                        
                   (out loud)
              Everybody, strip!                   
                                                                                                                                                                   The inmates take off their clothes.                              

INT. CELLBLOCK #6 - NIGHT - LATER

The cellblock is cleared and all the inmates are locked in their cells. Bam stands by the cell bars, staring out on the cellblock.  
                                                                
                        GUARD#1 
                   (screams)                                                      
              Lights out!
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           The lights through out the prison go out with a LOUD CLICK.			               
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            INT. PRISON KITCHEN - DAY 
                                                                                                                                                                                    
A group of INMATES prepare dinner for the prison. NATE (40’s) walks through the kitchen, making sure everybody is doing his job.                                                                                                                                           
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        NATE                                                        
                   (out loud)
              All right fellas, let’s go. We 
              got one hour left for feed-up.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
A GUY walks over to Nate with a clipboard.                                                                                                                                                                                     
                                      
                        GUY
              We need more sugar and flour.

Nate takes the clipboard and stares at it.
                                                              
                        NATE 
                   (Beat)
              Order two hundred pounds, each.

Nate reaches the guy back the clipboard. The guy takes it and exits. Bam and Rumble ENTERS the kitchen. Rumble stays by the entrance. Bam has a black, rolled-up blanket under his arm. He walks deeper into the kitchen. Nate walks over to meet Bam halfway. The two shake.  
                                                               
                        NATE
              What’s up boss man?  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
Nate gazes around.
                                                              
                        NATE 
              Hold on...
					
Nate leads Bam to a more secluded part of the kitchen.                                                                                                                                                             
                                                                
                        NATE
              What you got for me?    
                                                                                                                                            
Bam rolls the blanket out across a table. The blanket has hundreds of tiny, zip-lock plastic bags full of white powder cocaine inside of it.                                                                                          											 	                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  INT. PRISON LAUNDRY - DAY

The laundry room is hot and steamy. 

The laundry room is full of inmates doing the prison laundry. Prison Guards stand around, watching the inmates.                                                                                                                                                                                               

JESSE mid 30’s stands in the corner, pressing prison uniforms. Jesse wipes the sweat from his face.  

Tom Cat and a guy young guy from his gang, RICO early (20’s) enter the laundry room. Rico carries a stuffed pillowcase on his back. Rico and Tom Cat walk over. Rico sits the sack on the floor next to Jesse.   
                                               
                        TOMCAT
              I want them cut, starched, bagged 
              and separated, son.
                                                                                                                                                                 
Jesse nods. A Guard stands a few feet away, observing. He motions to another GUARD standing a few feet away. The Guards head over. The two guards walk over and stare at the guys. They stare at the sacks.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

                        GUARD#1                                                        
              What’s in the sack? 

Rico stares. He doesn’t answer.

                        GUARD#1
              Open the sack.
                                                                                                                                                           
Rico looks at Tom Cat.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        GUARD#1
              I said open the sack.
                                                                                                                                                             
Tom Cat nods to Rico. Rico opens the sack. The Guard peeps inside. He looks over at Guard#2. Guard#2 nods.
                                                                
                        GUARD#1
              Dump it out.                                                                										                                                                                                      
Rico looks at Tom Cat. Tom Cat nods, again. Rico dumps the clothes all over the floor. Guard#2 kicks through the clothes. Guard#1 pulls out his nightstick and searches through the clothes. The Guards come up empty. The two Guards look at the guys and slowly exit. Tom Cat stares at the two guards in anger as they walk away.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
			
INT. PRISON LAUNDRY ROOM - NIGHT - LATER

The laundry room is empty. 

Jesse enters the laundry room carrying a sack. He dumps the sack of clothes on the table and flips a pair of pants inside out. He cuts the lining around the waist of the pants out with a blade. 

He slides a long twisted, belt like plastic bag from inside the pants. He unrolls the plastic. The plastic is fill with small, tiny zip-lock bags of white powder. Cocaine.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
INT. CELL BLOCK #4 - NIGHT
                                                                                                                                                           
INMATES walk up and down and in and out their cells. Shine stands in the middle of the cellblock, talking to an inmate, RON, late thirties. Tyrell enters the cellblock and walks down the cellblock with a towel around his waist. Ron notices Tyrell walking their way. He signals Shine with a nod. Shine turns and looks at Tyrell. Shine stares at Tyrell as he passes by. He heads into his cell. Shine shakes with Ron. Ron exits. Shine follows behind Tyrell.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
INT. CELL#6 - NIGHT

Tyrell sits on his bed and puts on his clothes. His back is to the entrance. Shine ENTERS the cell and stares at Tyrell. He does not know Shine is behind him. Shine’s face fills with anger as he stares. All of a sudden, Shine rushes over, swings a right hook and knocks Tyrell off the bed. He quickly put Tyrell in a headlock and picks Tyrell up off the ground, chocking him. 
Tyrell struggles to get away. He knocks things around the cell as he fights to get out of Shine’s grip. Shine squeezes TIGHTER and TIGHTER.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        SHINE
              C’mon motherfucker! Come on! 
              You’re mine, now!

Shine has Tyrell in a choke hold. He squeezes so tight the veins in his arms pop out. Tyrell fights to get free. He reaches around the cell trying to get his hands on anything he can use. He manages to get his hands on a toothbrush. He swings upward and stabs Shine in his eye. Shine screams and releases Tyrell. Tyrell is bent over trying to catch his breath.
                                                                
                        SHINE
              You motherfucker!

Shine falls back with his hands over his face. He pulls his hands away from his face and looks in his hands. His hands are full of blood. He stares down and notices his eyeball on the floor full of blood. 
                                                         
                        SHINE                                                        
              My fucking eye! You motherfucker! 
              You put my eye out!          

Tyrell notices Shine is crying and holding his eye. He tackles him like a LINE BACKER and knocks him back into the sink. Shine grabs his back and screams like a woman. Tyrell steps back in his fighting stands. He hits Shine with uppercuts, jabs, right-hooks and left hooks. The blows bust Shine’s face wide open. His face is full of blood. Shine falls to the floor and crawls around, trying to get away.                              
                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
                        SHINE                                                       
              Help! Help me! He’s trying to 
              kill me! Guards!        
                                                                                                                                                                       
Shine crawls around, screaming for help. Tyrell kicks Shine in his side, over and over again.                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        TYRELL
              Get up bitch! Get up!                                                                                                                                                             
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
Shine crawls into a corner of the cell and begs Tyrell to stop. Tyrell runs over and stomps Shine repeatedly. The stomps knocks Shine unconscious. Tyrell kicks and stomps until he’s out of breath. He stands over Shine, breathing heavy and staring in anger. He stomps Shine one last time.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

                        TYRELL
              Motherfucker!                    							                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
INT. PRISON – THE HOLE - DAY

A GUARD shoves a naked Tyrell in a very small, dark room and SLAMS the door behind him. The room is pitch dark.
                                                                
                        TYRELL 
              Damn, Terrence... Fuck!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
								              
INT. PRISON – THE HOLE - SEVEN DAYS LATER

Tyrell lies asleep in a ball on the cold floor, shivering. The same guard opens the door. The light filling the room shines in Tyrell’s face and wakes him up. Tyrell covers his face from the sunlight. The Guard throws clothes at Tyrell.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        GUARD
              Get dressed.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
Tyrell puts on his clothes.							
INT. CELL BLOCK #4 - DAY

Two GUARDS escort Tyrell off the cellblock. Tyrell has all his belonging in his hands. A bruised, battered Shine exits his cell and follows behind them, threatening Tyrell.
                                                                
                        SHINE 
              You dead motherfucker! You dead!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

One of the Guards heads back and restrains Shine. Tyrell and the Guard#2 exit the cellblock
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
INT. PRISON LIBRARY - DAY

A few inmates sit around the library reading and writing.  Terrence sits to the back of the library reading a book.                                                                                                                                                                   

A group of MUSLIMS enter the library. They’re lead by MUHAMMAD, (40’s), full beard.    
                                                                
                        MUHAMMAD  
                   (to the Muslims)
              Go and feed your minds my brother’s. 
              Fill your brains with knowledge.                      

The Muslims head over to the shelves. Muhammad’s eyes roam the library and finds Terrence at a table, reading. He walks over to Terrence.      
                                                            
                        MUHAMMAD
              Every black man should be familiar 
              with the laws of this country.            

Terrence looks up.                                                                                                                                                             
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        MUHAMMAD  
              Can I join you, my brother?
                                                               
                        TERRENCE
              I don’t care.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
Muhammad takes a seat.                                    		
								                                                                      
                        MUHAMMAD
              It touches my heart when I see 
              a young black man filling his 
              soul with knowledge. Knowledge.  
              It makes a man whole, SOLID.  
                                                                                                                                                            
Muhammad extends his hand to Terrence.                                                                  
                        MUHAMMAD
              I’m Muhammad young brother.

They shake.                    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        TERRENCE 
              I’m Terrence.                           
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                        MUHAMMAD
              They’re not too many young, 
              African American men in this 
              prison who take the time to 
              come in here. Some of have 
              been in here over ten-years 
              and don’t know where this 
              library is located. But, they
              do know where to find the 
              weight room. You see, they’re 
              to busy building physical tough-
              ness instead of mental strength.                                                                  

                        TERRENCE          
              A strong mind strengthens a 
              weak body. 

                        TERRENCE/MUHAMMAD
                   (together)     
              A weak body follows a strong mind.

Muhammad cracks a smile. He’s impressed by Terrence’s knowledge.
                                                               
                        MUHAMMAD 
              Allah can use a young, dexterous 
              black man like yourself.                      
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
Although we cannot hear their conversation, it continues. THE CAMERA PANS to the right and finds an inmate seated a few tables down, DERRICK, 20’s, muscular guy. He’s holding a book in front his face. He pretends to read, but he’s really listening to their conversation. We PUSH IN on his forearm where we SEE the name “KILLA” tattooed.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
									
INT. CELL#3 - DAY
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
The cell looks like it belongs to a much older inmate. It has Ben gay, cigars and religious things lying around. Tyrell ENTERS the cell, his eyes roams the cell. Seconds later, POPETE (60’s) enters the cell right behind. He has a walking stick, dark glasses and smoking a pipe. Tyrell’s eyes follow him. The old man walks over to his bunk and takes a seat.                                                                         
                        POPETE
              Let’s get a few things clear 
              before you go any further. I’m 
              fifty-six years old and I been 
              in here thirty-years. I know 
              every slang, con and bullshit 
              lines that go on in here. I 
              don’t fuck around. You respect 
              me and I’ll respect you. If 
              you want to borrow something 
              of mine— ask for it. Don’t 
              touch nothing that belongs to 
              me with out permission. You do, 
              we got a problem. I don’t allow 
              any visitor’s in here. You wanna 
              conversate? Take it in the hall. 
              I don’t like a nasty house. You 
              keep your side clean and I’ll 
              keep my side clean... if you
              can follow that, we should get 
              along just fine.                                                                                   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
Tyrell stands there and grins at the old man. He like’s the old man already. Popete takes off his glasses. His pupils are gone. The old man is blind. Tyrell stares. A BEAT.                                                                                                                                                                                       

                        POPETE
              How long are you going stand 
              there?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
Tyrell heads over to his bunk and take a seat. He puts his things away.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        TYRELL  (VO)
              At first I though me and pops 
              wouldn’t last one day in a cell 
              together. But he turned out to 
              be cool people. He reminds me 
              a lot of my grandfather.  

                                                       CUT TO:              

INT. CELL#3 - DAY – A YEAR LATER

Popete and Tyrell sit at table playing chess.                                                 

                        TYRELL
              Can I ask you a question?

Popete nods, yes.
                        TYRELL
              What happened to your eyes?

Popete sits back and stares at Tyrell.

                        POPETE
              I had my eyesight before I come
              in here. About 18 years ago, a 
              gang war broke out. I mean it 
              was Armageddon in this prison. 
              My cellmate at the time, was 
              right in the middle of the war.
              I walked up in here and he was
              being attacked. I grab this 
              guy by his neck and choked him 
              until he stop fighting.  
              All of a sudden everything went 
              black. When I woke up, I was in  
              the infirmary.  

                        TYRELL   
              Damn...                                                                                                                                                                         
							                                                                    
                        POPETE
              Can I ask you a question?

                        TYRELL
              Shoot.

                        POPETE
              I broke the law only once in
              my whole life. Only once. One 
              mistake and it got me life in 
              here. This is your second joss,
              right? Tell me, what was so 
              irresistible that you would 
              come back in here over it?                                                                

                        TYRELL
                   (beat)  
              I’ll show you.       
         						                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
INT. PRISON BARBER SHOP - DAY
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
Popete lies back in the only barber chair getting a shave by the barber, JAKE, mid thirties. Two INMATES sit on a bench waiting their turn.   

Tyrell and Terrence enter the shop. Tyrell has his arm around Terrence.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Jake lifts Popete’s chair up. Popete sees Tyrell and Terrence standing in front him.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        TYRELL
              Mr. Pete, this my is baby brother, 
              Terrence. Terrence this is Mr. 
              Popete.     
                                                                                                                                                                                                      
Popete glances at Terrence and Tyrell. He knows Tyrell’s story now. Jake removes the scarf from around Popete. He slowly gets out the chair and extends his hand to Terrence. They shake.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

                        POPETE
              In here they call me “pops” but
              my friends call me Popete. You
              can call me Popete.

Terrence nods with a smile. Popete stands in the mirror staring at his newly shaved face. Jake dusts the chair for the next person.                                             
                   
                        JAKE
              Next!
                                                                                                                                                       
Bam and Rumble enters the shop and stand right behind Tyrell and Terrence. Tyrell glances back, but pays them no mind. Popete notices Bam’s reflection in the mirror and stares. The guys on the bench quickly exit the shop at the first sight of Bam.                                                                                                                                     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        BAM  
              What’s up pops? 

Popete doesn’t answer.
                                                                 
                        BAM  
              I need a shave.   
                                            
                        JAKE
              You gotta wait your turn.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          

                        BAM
              What?

Bam heads for the chair. Tyrell doesn’t notice Bam heading for the chair.                                                                 

                        TYRELL  
                   (to Terrence)
              It’s your turn. 
                                                                                                                                                            
Terrence heads for the chair. Bam shoves Terrence back. Tyrell angers and quickly shoves Bam in his back. Bam stumbles on to the chair and looks back at Tyrell in anger. Bam gets up, quickly goes straight for Tyrell and gets in his face. The two are face-to-face, staring into each other’s eyes with neither displaying any fear.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                        BAM
              You think your bitch is worth 
              dying for?
                                                                                                                                                             
Tyrell does not answer.                                                                                                                                                                										                                                                       
                        POPETE 
              You get out of here with all 
              that shit, boy!

Bam stares and grins. 

                        BAM
              You already lost your eye old 
              man. You wanna lose that other 
              one?

Two GUARDS enters the shop and stare.

                        GUARD#1
              Is there a problem?      
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
No one answers. Guard#2 approaches Bam and Tyrell. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        GUARD#2
              I said is there a problem?

                        BAM/TYRELL
                   (together)
              No problem.

Bam and Rumble slowly exit the shop. The guards exit behind them. Tyrell, Terrence and Popete look at one another. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             INT. PRISON HALLWAY - DAY

Chris mops the hallway. LOUD TALKING NOISES ECHOES through the hallway as INMATES come off the yard. The inmates walk through the hall towards Chris. Tyrell and Popete are amongst the crowd. Chris steps out the way and let the guys pass. Tyrell stares at Chris as he passes. He realizes Chris is the guy from the cafeteria who was picking on Terrence. Tyrell stops and motions to popete.                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        TYRELL  
              You go on. I’ll catch up with 
              you later.     
                        
Popete nods. Tyrell moves to the side and let the crowd pass him up. The crowd turns the corner and disappears. Tyrell looks around and heads for Chris.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        TYRELL  
              What’s up potna?

Popete peeps from around the corner and stares. Tyrell points his finger at Chris. The two trade words, repeatedly. All of a sudden, Tyrell lands a right-hook to Chris’s face and knock him against the wall. Chris slides down the wall to the floor like a rag doll. He’s out cold. Tyrell looks around to see if the guards are coming. They’re not. He leans down and takes Terrence’s sneakers shoes off Chris’ feet. Popete shakes his head in disappointment. Tyrell quickly exits.

INT. CELL#3 - NIGHT
                                                                                                                                                            
Terrence lies in bed asleep. He slowly wakes and sits up on the edge of his bunk. He drops his head in his hands. A BEAT. He looks down and sees his sneakers Chris took from him on his feet.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      								
EXT. PRISON YARD - DAY
                                                                                                                                                             
Diego, Don, Mickey and the Latin Knight brothers lift weights in the far corner. Don and Diego stand side-by-side working out with the barbells.     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                        DON
              I’m tellin’ you Diego, them 
              niggers can’t be trusted. 
              We need to take care of this 
              before it blows up in our 
              face. Them fucking monkeys 
              already control the East and 
              the West side of the prison. 
              We can’t just sit back and let 
              Bam take over. We gotta do 
              something, Diego.                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                    Mickey walks over to Diego and the guys.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                        DIEGO   
              What did you find out?   

                        MICKEY
              Nothing. Everybody is tight 
              Lipped, but I know something 
              is about to go down.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

                        DON
              Let’s just lynch every last 
              one of those fucking apes. 
                                       
                        DIEGO
              It’s too risky. The last thing 
              we need behind these walls is 
              race war. We have to be patient. 
              When we come down on them fuckers 
              they want know what hit them.
                                                                                                                                                                         Across the yard, Bam and the gang are gathered. Bam smokes a cigarette. Easy and Tomcat walks over.  
                                                                         
                        BAM
              What’s up?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        TOMCAT
              The word is, them white boys 
              been asking a lot of questions. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        EASY
              They even roughed up a few 
              our mules to find out how we 
              get our shit in here. 

Bam stares across the yard at Diego and his crew.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

                        BAM 
              Put the word out that we got a 
              large shipment coming in a month 
              from now.                                 

Popete and Tyrell walk the yard. They stop and stand against the fence and watch Terrence plays a game of basketball with other inmates. Tyrell occasionally looks over at Terrence to make sure he’s OK.
                                                               
                        POPETE                               
              You and your brother are very 
              close?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
                        TYRELL
              Yeah, very close...
                                                                  
                        POPETE
              My brother’s and I hated one 
              another growing up. It took us 
              fifteen-years and death to 
              realize how important family is.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        TYRELL
              Sorry to hear that.                                                                                                                                                                  									    
Tyrell keeps his eyes on Terrence. A group of gay INMATES walk over and cheer the game on. Tyrell cracks a proud smile.
                                                                 
                        TYRELL
              I just found out I’m going to 
              be a daddy.
         
Popete smiles.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        POPETE
              Congratulations.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                        TYRELL
              Thanks.   
                                                             
                        POPETE
              There’s nothing like being a 
              father. I wouldn’t trade it 
              for the world. Just the idea 
              of knowing you’re responsible 
              for another person’s life makes 
              you look at life different.       
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TYRELL
              You know I love my Terrence. I 
              know I made a promise to my 
              mother, but I wonder if I 
              would of known she was Pregnant 
              with my son, would I have still 
              came in here? 
                                                                                                                                                             
Terrence rebounds the ball. DAMON, 20’s, quickly plays rough defense. Terrence dribbles right, left and drives the ball to the goal. Damon throws a forearm and knocks Terrence to the ground. Tyrell stares in awe.

                        TYRELL
              Motherfucker!   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
Tyrell quickly heads over, but Popete quickly blocks his path.                    
                                             
                        POPETE
              Hold on Tee.                                                                                                                                

Tyrell tries to go around him. Popete steps in his way, again. He refuses to let Tyrell pass.

                        TYRELL
              Get out my way.                                                                                   

Terrence gets up off the ground and continues playing basketball. 
                                                                            
                        POPETE
              He’s all right.

Popete motions for Tyrell to take a look at Terrence.

                        TYRELL
              Why wouldn’t you let me pass?

                        POPETE                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
              Because, I know what you’re 
              trying to do. I respect that. 
              But, let me tell you something.
              I know you love your brother 
              and you want to protect him. 
              But, you can’t watch over him 
              24/7 in here. You gotta let 
              him be a man, Tee. He’s gotta 
              learn to protect himself or 
              he’s not going to make it.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         Tyrell thinks for a second. Popete exits. 
Tyrell grins and stares over at Terrence as he plays basketball.  
                       								 	                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
INT. PRISON VISIT ROOM - DAY
 
INMATES sit in booths talking on the phone to their love ones through a glass. Two prison GUARDS stand against the wall, observing the inmates.
                                                                                                                                                                                      
THE CAMERA PANS THE BOOTHS. Trina sits at a booth at the end of the aisle, waiting. A GUARD escorts Tyrell out a side door.
                                                                                                                                                                                
                        GUARD  
              You’re in the last booth.
                                                                                                                                                          
Tyrell heads down the aisle to the last booth. He smiles when he sees Trina. He takes a seat and picks up the phone. Trina does the same.                                                                

                        TYRELL
              How you doing sis?        									                                                                          
                        TRINA
              No, how you’re doing?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                                                            
                        TYRELL
              I’m hanging in there. And you?

                        TRINA
              I’m coping with this the best  
              I can.

Tyrell nods.

                        TYRELL
                   (beat)                   
              How is Courtney?     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                        TRINA
              She’s still having nightmares 
              from the shooting. Other than 
              that, she’s all right. She keeps 
              asking me, “when uncle Tyrell 
              and Terrence coming home.”   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
Tyrell grins.
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              Tell her I’ll be home, soon.              

Trina nods. An awkward pause.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TRINA
              I bought you and Terrence some 
              more under clothes.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        TYRELL
                   (joking)                                                       
              Now, why you keep bringing us 
              all them draws?  
                                       
The two both laugh. Their laughs quickly fade. A BEAT.

                        TYRELL  
                   (Beat)  
              Have you seen Tyron?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        TRINA
              Nope.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        TYRELL  
              I miss him. 

Trina’s eyes water. She looks to the sky to stop the tears from falling.

                        TRINA
              Me too.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        TYRELL
              You OK?

Trina nods, yes. 

                        TRINA
              Yeah, I’m OK. Tee, I’ve tried 
              everything. I mean, I...

She can’t go on. She gathers herself. Even though it hurts Tyrell to see his sister cry, he’s too strong to show his soft side.

                        TRINA 
              I wish momma were here.

The word “Momma” brings tears to Tyrell’s eyes. He sighs, gazes at the ceiling and tries to hold back his tears. He drops his head. Trina takes out a piece of tissue and wipes her tears away. Tyrell gathers himself.
                                                                      
                        TRINA  
              I hate to see y’all in here. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TYRELL 
              I had to ‘sis. Terrence needs 
              me in here. He don’t know nothing
              about prison life. I made a 
              promise to Momma I would look out 
              for him and Tyron matter what.  
                                                            
                        TRINA
              I know. Just take care of you 
              and Tee in there,  O.K.                                                         
                                                                
Tyrell smiles. 

                        TYRELL
              Y‘ know I will. 
                                                                               
Trina touches the glass.

                        TRINA            
              I love you Tee. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
Tyrell matches her hand with his hand.   
                                                            
                        TYRELL
              I know. 

Trina smiles. The CAMERA slowly PANS the booths where we find inmate JUNIOR, 30’s, talking to his WOMAN through the glass. The woman is nine months pregnant.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        JUNIOR
              You miss me?                                                                                                                                                                   
                                                                
                        WOMAN
              Yeah, You know I do.

                        JUNIOR
              So, what’s up? You put some
              money in my account?
  
                        WOMAN
              Yes, I did.

                        JUNIOR
              Cool.

                        WOMAN
                   (beat) 
              I got some good news...
                                                                
                        JUNIOR
              Yeah, what’s up?
                                                                
                        WOMAN
              I’m five months pregnant. You 
              going to be a daddy.

Junior pauses to think for a second.
                                                               
                        JUNIOR 
              Bitch, I been in here a year!
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
The woman hesitates.
                                                                
                        WOMAN
              What the fuck I was supposed 
              to do? Your ass wasn’t there.
                     
Junior jumps up and punches the glass.
                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        JUNIOR
              You bitch!
                                                                                                                                                                                         
The Guards quickly run over and restrain Junior. The guards pick him up and carry him away. He kicks and screams.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
							                   CUT TO:

INT. TYRON’S HOUSE - DINNING ROOM - DAY

A large stack of money sits in the middle of the table. Kurt, Brian and Big boy sit around the table, counting money. Tyron enters with a blunt hanging off the tip of his lips and takes a seat. He takes a few hits off the blunt and passes it to Brian.  
			      
                        TYRON
              It’s show time. Let’s do this.

Tyron grabs a stack of money and counts.								 
INT. HOUSE - DINNING ROOM  - DAY  (LATER)

The room is evenly smoky, now. The guys sit around the table even higher than before. Their eyes are fire red as they count the last of the money. All the money counted is stacked and wrapped with a rubber band. Only a small amount is left uncounted
                                                                
                        TYRON
              What the fuck y’all got?
 
The guys look at one another.

                        KURT
              Man, I know this ain’t all we
              got?

                        BRIAN
              This shit not right.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        TYRON
              Let’s count this shit over.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        BIG BOY
              Nigga, are you crazy?

                        BRIAN 
              I swear. No matter how many 
              times we count it, it’s still 
              short.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
The guys stare at one another.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   			
									           CUT TO:	         

EXT. STREET CORNER - DAY 

ERIC, (19), stands in the middle of the block, talking to a crack head WHITE GUY. Eric looks around for the cops. He opens his hand and displays a handful of tiny zip-lock bags filled with powder cocaine.  
                                                                
                        ERIC
              What you need?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
At the other end of the block, LUCKY BO (30’s) stands and counts money. He glances up the block and notice Eric has a customer. 
                                                                 
                        LUCKY BO
              Motherfucker!

He heads over. 

ON ERIC & WHITE GUY

The white man looks down in Eric’s hand.
                                                                
                        WHITE GUY
              I need five twenties, dude. 

Eric realizes he’s one bag short.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        ERIC
              Shit! Hold up...

Eric whistles down the block at a guy leaning on a car, DUANE, early twenties. Eric turns to the white guy.                                                                   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        ERIC  
              Don’t move.

Eric motions for Duane to hurry up. Duane runs over. Eric meets him halfway. The white man stands there, waiting for Eric. Lucky Bo walks up.               

                        LUCKY BO  
              What you need?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                        WHITE GUY
              I need five twenties, dude.
                                                                                                                                                                   
As Lucky Bo goes in his pocket, Eric walks back over.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        ERIC
              Man, what the fuck you doing?   
                                                              
                        LUCKY BO
              What?

Lucky Bo brushes Eric off and opens his hands to the white guy. He also has a handful of tiny zip-lock bags with cocaine.    										                                                                  
                        WHITE GUY    
              Well, he was here first, dude.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        LUCKY BO
              Man look, these young niggas out 
              here selling sheet rock. I got 
              the real shit right here.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        WHITE GUY  
              Dude, you’re selling whammies?
         
Eric stares in awe. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                        ERIC                                                    
              What? Man, I’m not selling no 
              fucking!
                                    
Eric searches for words. He looks at Lucky Bo and shoves him.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        ERIC
              I should kick your fucking ass!
                                                                                                                                                             
Lucky Bo stumbles back and pulls out his gun. The white man throws his hands in the air.  
                                                        
                        WHITE GUY
              Ohh shit! 

                        LUCKY BO  
                   (to Eric)
              I should knock your fucking head 
              off your neck.

Eric throws his hands in the air.                                                  

                        ERIC
              No need for violence. My bad 
              Lucky Bo, you got that noise. 
                                                                                                                                                                     
Eric walks away backwards. Lucky Bo puts his gun away. The white guy still has his hands in the air. Lucky Bo pulls the white guy’s arms down.                                        
                                                                                                                                                                                       
                        LUCKY BO
              Put your fucking hands, down. 

Lucky sells the white guy the drugs. The white guy hurries off and hops in a red truck parked at the curb. Lucky Bo counts his money. The truck exits. Tyron’s green truck pulls to the curb. The window goes down. Tyron whistles over at Lucky Bo. Lucky Bo looks up and quickly heads over.                                                                                                                                                                                                           

INT/EXT. TYRON’S TRUCK - DAY

Tyron, Brian and Kurt sit in the Truck.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        KURT  
                   (to Tyron)
              Tee, what you gonna do?                            
                                                               
                        TYRON
              Man, just wait here.

Tyron exits the truck and walks to the rear of the truck. He leans on the truck and waits for Lucky Bo. Lucky Bo walks up.     
                                                       
                        LUCKY BO
              What’s up boss man?  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
Kurt and Brian watch from inside the truck.                                                      

                        KURT
              I’m telling you man, that 
              nigga been tripping. The 
              other day me, him and Toya 
              was at the top of the hall 
              getting high. All of a sudden 
              her pushed her down the stairs.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        BRIAN
              Damn, all them stairs?  

                        KURT
              All thirty-five of them?                                                                                                                                                                                                     

                        BRIAN
              Damn!
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        KURT
              Man, that nigga going crazy.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        TYRON
              Yeah, but look here. Them last
              last two nest you brought back, 
              was short. Where’s the rest of 
              my fucking money?                                                                                         
		
Lucky grins.
								                                                                     
                        LUCKY BO
              What money?              
                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TYRON
              Nigga, don’t play fucking stupid.
                                                                                      
                        LUCKY BO
              All the fucking thousands of 
              dollars I then made you, and 
              you gonna come around here 
              and accuse me of stealing from
              you. 
                                                                                     
Before Tyron can answer, Lucky Bo quickly pulls out a gun and points it to Tyron’s face. Tyron does not budge.                                                                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        LUCKY BO
              You gonna come in my hood and 
              disrespect me? I should knock 
              your fucking head off!  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
Tyron stares at Lucky Bo. He glances in the back of the truck and sees a crowbar in his reach. He spreads his arms out on the truck.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        TYRON
              What, you gonna shoot me?     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
Kurt and Brian sit in the truck, nodding to the music. Kurt glances back at Tyron.
                                                                
                        KURT
              Man, I wish he come on.
He sees Lucky Bo holding a gun on Tyron.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        KURT
              What the--
                                                                                                                                                           
Brian quickly looks back. Kurt pulls out his gun, cocks it and exits the truck. Brian does the same. The two duck down on side the truck with their guns out and head to the rear.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

                        LUCKY BO
              Since you wanna be a smart 
              Motherfucker-- Yeah, I took it. 
              I compensated my fucking self. 
              I’m the one out here busting 
              my ass-- Matter-of-fact, you 
              know what? I’m Keeping the 
              last two.  

Brian and Kurt pop up from behind the truck and aim their guns at Lucky Bo.                                                
                                                                 
                        BRIAN
              What’s up nigga?

                        KURT
              You ready to die motherfucker?
			
Lucky Bo aims his gun at Brian and Kurt.                                                                      					                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        LUCKY BO 
              All, damn!                                                          
                   (hesitating)                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
              I-- I wasn’t gonna shoot him 
              y’all. I was just trying to scare 
              him, that’s all.
                                                                                                                                  
Brian and Kurt walk from behind the truck with their guns on Lucky Bo. Lucky Bo backs up, scared and nervous. Tyron glances in the back of truck at the crowbar and slowly reaches for it.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

                        LUCKY BO
              Don’t shoot me! I’m putting 
              the gun down. Don’t shoot me.                        
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                        KURT
              Well, put it down.

Lucky Bo slowly puts the gun on the ground. 

                        LUCKY BO
              Don’t shoot, man, please. 

He raises his hands in the air. Tyron quickly grabs the crowbar from the back of the truck.      
                                                                             
                        TYRON
              Lucky?

Lucky Bo turns around. Tyron swings the crowbar with everything he’s got and cracks Lucky Bo in the middle of his forehead. Blood splashes everywhere. Lucky Bo’s lifeless body hits the ground like a brick. Kurt and Brian are shocked. They can’t believe what Tyron just did.       
                                                          
                        KURT  
              Man what the fuck wrong with 
              you? 
                                                                                                                                                                                 
Brian and Kurt walk over to Lucky Bo’s dead body and stare. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        BRIAN
              That nigga is dead. 

Tyron wears a vile expression on his face. His hand still wrapped around the crowbar.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                        KURT
              Let’s get the fuck out here. 
                                                                                                                                                                   
Kurt and Brian rushes to the front of the truck. Kurt gets in the truck. Brian looks back and notice Tyron still staring down on Lucky Bo’s dead body.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

                        BRIAN	                                                                                                                  
              Come on nigga! Let’s go!
										       
Brian quickly hops in the truck. Tyron snaps out of it, tosses the crowbar in the back of the truck, circles the truck and jumps in. The truck quickly speeds away.                                                                                                                                                                                 
                                                                                                                                         
                                                          CUT TO:                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

INT. PRISON CAFETERIA - DAY

It’s lunchtime. Inmates are seated, eating. Don and his gang sit in the middle of the cafeteria, eating. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        DON
              We got another four hours until 
              the next change over. That’s 
              enough time to get all the shit.  

Mickey enters the cafeteria, looking around. He sees Don and his crew by the table and head over. Mickey takes a seat across from Don.    
                             
                        MICKEY                                                        
              I got good news. 
                                                                
                        DON
              What you hear?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                                                                
                        MICKEY                                                                                                                                                       
              The word is, them niggers got a
              shipment coming in the first of 
              the month. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        DON
              Where?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        MICKEY
              The warehouse.                 

Don cracks a content smile.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                        DON                         
              By the time they find out about 
              their little shipment it’ll be all 
              over the prison.   
	                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
INT. CELL#8 - DAY                                                                                                                    

A GUY wearing make up massages Diego’s back in the bottom bunk. It’s clear the guy is gay. The gay guy’s suitcase full of goodies sits on the floor. Don enters the cell with a smile. Diego stares.                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                                                                
                        DIEGO  
                   (to gay Guy)
              Get the fuck out. 
                                                                                                                                                                                  
The gay guy quickly gathers up all his things and exits the cell.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
                        DIEGO
              What?     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        DON
              It’s time to put Bam on ice.
              The shipment is coming in
              through the engineering room.                                                                  

Diego cracks a smile.                      								                 
INT. CELL #3 - NIGHT

Popete lies in bed asleep. Tyrell is on the floor doing push up’s.     										 

INT. CELL#4 - NIGHT

Dark. Terrence sits up in his bed reading a book. He has a small flashlight in his mouth so he can see as he read.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
							
INT. PRISON - HALLWAY - NIGHT

The shift is changing. Hundreds of guards walk through the halls down to the 				

INT. GUARD’S STATION – MORNING

The morning GUARDS enter the room. The night guards exit. The guys and FEMALE GUARDS say their “Hello’s” and “Good mornings” to one another.
                                                                                                                                                        INT. PRISON WAREHOUSE - NIGHT 
 
Guard Pierce enters the room with his flashlight. Don, Mickey and the crew follow. 

Guard Pierce flashes his flashlight around the room. They all walk over to a corner with several, huge drums against the wall. Mikey and the guys flip the lids off the drums. Guard Pierce and Don look down in the drums. Guard Pierce shines his flashlight inside the drums. He looks up at Don, speechless. Don quickly looks in the drums. He looks up at the guys, angry.

INT. CELL#8 - DAY          

Diego lies in bed getting a massage from his gay friend. Guard Pierce walks up outside Diego’s cell.    

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        GUARD PIERCE                                                     
              Diego, we got a problem down in 
              the warehouse room.                                                                

                        DIEGO                                                       
              What?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

Diego sits up.

INT. WAREHOUSE ROOM - NIGHT

Diego, Prison Guard Pierce, Don, Mickey and the gang enter and walk rush over to the drums. Diego looks down in the drum. He rushes over to the three remaining drums and flips the tops off. He looks down in the drums and looks up at the guy, wide-eyed, angry.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        DIEGO 
              We’ve been set up. Fuck!   

INT. THE ENGINEERING ROOM - NIGHT

Don, Diego, guard Pierce and the gang enter and head over to several, huge containers in the back of the room. Diego opens the container and looks inside. He looks at the guys, furious.   

                        DIEGO
              Bam!                               										  
EXT. CELL#9 - DAY 

Rumble and ROCK, mid twenties stand outside Bam’s cell. 

INT. CELL#9 - DAY

Bam, Easy and Tom Cat sit by a small table, playing dominoes. The guys are in a good mood. 
Don walks right-pass Rumble and Rock and tries to walk into Bam’s cell. Rumble and Rock quickly grab Don and slam him against the cell. 
                                                                
                        RUMBLE
              Where the fuck you thing you 
              going? 

Don fights to get away, but the guys are too strong. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        DON
              Get the fuck off me. 
                                                                                                                                                                         
The commotion gets Bam and the guys attention.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        EASY
              Look at this white.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        TOMCAT
              What do this motherfucker want?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                        BAM  
              Not even your ass can spoil my 
              day.
                   (to Rock & Rumble)                                                         
              Let them in.

Don jerks away from Rumble and Rock. The guys let him go. 
                                                             
                        DON
              Get the fuck off me!
                                                                                                                                                                                
Don jerks away and enters the cell. 

                        DON
              You black, son of a bitch!

The guys continue their game.                                                                                                                                                     
                                                                
                        BAM
              What can we do for you, white 
              boy?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        DON                                                        
              Who the fuck do you think you 
              are? We put your black ass in 
              and you gonna fuck us! 											                                                                      
                        BAM                                                        
              Like a big pussy. 

The guys laugh. 

                        BAM
              You were so busy worrying  
              about our shit. You forgot
              about your own shit.

Don screams out in frustration and knocks the dominoes off the table.

                                                                
                        DON
              See that’s what’s wrong with 
              you fucking niggers, you have 
              no fucking loyalty. You fucking 
              monkey’s are gonna pay.          
                                                                                                                                                                      
Bam stares at Tom Cat and Easy in disbelief. They all stare at Don. 

                        BAM   
              Wrong move, motherfucker! 

Rumble and Rock enters the cell and close the cell door behind them. Don stares and cracks a smile.                                                                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                                                                                                            
INT. PRISON HALLWAY - NEXT NIGHT

The lights in the front of the hall are on. The back of the hall is pitch dark. 

INMATE TRUSTIES walk up and down the hall from work. Prison Guard JONES (40’s) starts at the end of the hall and notices the trusties.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                        GUARD JONES
              All right, let’s go!                                                                                                                                                                 

The trusties clear the hall. Guard Jones walks down the hall to a vending machine. He stops by the vending machine and takes out some change. He puts his money into the machine, but drops a quarter on the floor by mistake. The quarter rolls across the floor.                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

                        GUARD
              Damn it!                                                                                                                                                          
                                                                                                                                                              
Guard Jones bends down to catch it.  
                                                            
                        GUARD
              Come back here.   										   
The quarter rolls down the hall into the dark area.
                                                                
                        GUARD
              Shit!                                                                                                                                                        

He takes out his flashlight and shines the light across the floor. He notices a trail of blood. 

                        GUARD
              What the hell?

He follows the trail of blood to a closet at the end of the hall. He slowly opens the closet and CLICKS the light switch. The lights don’t work. He head into              
                                                                                                                                        
INT. THE UTILITY CLOSET – NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
            
Dark. He slowly walks deeper into the closet.
                                                    
                        GUARD
              Damn lights. 

He shines the light on the floor of the closet and notices he’s standing in a puddle of blood. He quickly jumps out the puddle of blood and shakes the blood off his shoes.    
                                                                                                                                                             
                        GUARD
              Shit, I just bought these shoes.

He hears DRIPPING NOISE, pauses and shines the light on the wall of the closet. He notices a huge bloodstain all over the wall.
                                                            
                        GUARD
              What the--
                                                                                                                                                                 
He shines the flashlight from left to right in an imaginary line. He shines the light on the ceiling.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        GUARD
              Oh, my God!
                                                                                                                                                           
Don is hung upside down from the ceiling by his feet with his throat cut from ear to ear. Blood drips from his dead body to the floor like a slaughtered pig. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
EXT. PRISON YARD - DAY
                                                                                                                                                         
The Latin Knights are scattered out on the bleachers in the center of the yard. Diego paces back and forward in front the bleachers. ROCKO (30’s) white guy rushes over out of breath.                                                                                                                                                           
                                                                
                        ROCKO  
              The Guards found Don.

Diego stands.         

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        DIEGO
              About time. Tell him get his 
              ass over here, we got business 
              to take care of.

Rocko drops his head.                                                                                       

                        ROCKO 
              He’s dead.  
         
Diego grabs Rocko by his shirt and pulls him close.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

                        DIEGO
              What did you say?
                                                                
                        ROCKO
              He’s dead. They found him hung 
              in a closet with his throat cut 
              from ear to ear.
                                                                                                                                                           
Diego lets Rocko go.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        DIEGO                                                        
              Who did it? Who fucking did it?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        ROCKO                                                        
                   (Hesitating)
              I don’t know.  
                                                                                             
                        MICKEY
              It was them fucking niggers! 

Diego stares across the yard at Bam and his crew, furious.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

                        DIEGO
              They just started war.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
             				 	           	
INT. PRISON RECREATION ROOM - DAY

Tyrell stands with his back to the wall talking on a pay phone. Bam and his crew walk by and stare at Tyrell. Tyrell takes the phone from his ear and stares back, fearless. Bam and his crew laugh and keep walking. Tyrell keeps his eyes on them until they’re out of reach.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
INT. PRISON CAFETERIA - DAY 

Tyrell and Terrence sit in the back of the cafeteria, eating. Terrence sits there playing with his food. He has a depressed expression on his face.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TYRELL
              You know today is my son’s birth-
              day.                                   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        TERRENCE
              Three years old. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        TYRELL
              Yeah, how you know?  

                        TERRENCE
              C’mon, that’s my nephew.                                                                                                                                                                        
                              
Tyrell smiles.      
                          
                        TYRELL
              You’re right. That’s my man, 
              you know. 

Terrence smiles. His smile slowly fades. Tyrell stares.
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              Look at me.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
Terrence looks up at Tyrell. 
                                                               
                        TYRELL 
              Are you all right?          

Terrence stares, but he doesn’t answer.                                            
                                                                
                        TYRELL 
              I know it’s hard, Tee, but you 
              have to stand up for yourself. 
              If you don’t, these niggas gonna 
              make you into something you 
              don’t wanna be. You have to be 
              strong, Tee. They can’t do no 
              more than you can do them. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        TERRENCE
              I’m scared, Tee.            
                                         
                        TYRELL
              There is nothing wrong with 
              being scared. I’m scared, too. 
              But no matter how scared you 
              get, you can’t let them know 
              you’re scared.                                                                            										       
Terrence nods as the tears falls from his eyes.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                        TYRELL
              C’mon Tee, be strong. Wipe 
              your eyes man. You can’t do 
              that in here.  
                                                                                                                                                                   Terrence wipes his eyes. 

                        TERRENCE
              I’m sick of this place, Tee.

Tyrell stares. We can SEE he’s worried about Terrence. Chris sits a few tables down studying Terrence and Tyrell.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
INT. PRISON KITCHEN - DAY

Guard Pierce stands guard at the entrance. 

Diego and his crew has Nate stretched out on a table. 
He struggles to get away. The other guys trash the kitchen looking for drugs.       
                                                     
                        DIEGO
              Where’s my fucking dope?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

                        NATE
              You motherfucker’s not gonna 
              find shit!
                                                                                                                                                           
Diego grabs Nate by his face.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        DIEGO
              Don’t make me ask you again!          
                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        NATE
              Look in your ass motherfucker.

Diego grins. He pulls out a “shank” and stabs Nate in the stomach. Nate screams in pain and spits up blood.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                        DIEGO
              I’m gonna ask you one more time. 
              Where is my fucking dope?	
								                                                                     
                        NATE                                                         
              Fuck you! 

Diego stabs Nate repeatedly. The guys let him go. 
Nate lies on the table, shaking as blood pours out his mouth.                             									                                                                     
                        DIEGO
              Fuckin’ nigger!  
                   (to guys) 
              Find it!        

The guys finish trashing the kitchen.
									                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
INT. PRISON LAUNDRY ROOM - NIGHT

The Latin Knights has Jesse’s head underneath a hot clothes presser. Jesse struggles to get free but the guys are too strong. The other guys trash the laundry room searching for drugs. 
                                                                
                        JESSE
              You white motherfucker’s ain’t 
              gonna find shit!                                                                                                                                                                    

Jesse starts laughing. Diego gets furious and pulls the hot presser down on top Jesse’s head. The hot steam rises in the air. Jesse screams as the hot presser smashes against his head, burning his flesh.                                                                                                                                                            
                                                                
                        DIEGO
              Where the fuck is my shit?    
                                                               
Diego leans over Jesse for an answer. Jesse spits in Diego’s face.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        JESSE
              Fuck you!
                                                                                                                                                           
Diego laughs and wipes the spit from his face. Jesse screams and catches a tantrum like a kid. Diego presses the steamer down on Jesse’s head until he stops fighting and dies.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   INT. CELL BLOCK#6 - DAY

Bam stands outside his cell, smoking a cigarette. His nose is swollen from the fight with Tyrell. Prison Guard Pierce walks down the cellblock singing. He stops in front of Bam. 										                                                                      
                        GUARD PIERCE 
              Bam, Bam, Bam... Why did you
              Kill Don?

Bam ignores him.    

                        GUARD PIERCE 
              See, I know you did it because
              you’re a nigger! And all niggers
              steal and kill. You killed Don 
              and stole Diego’s drugs and he 
              wants it back! 

Bam stares with a grin. Guard pierce stares.
         
                        GUARD PIERCE   
              Oh, I just want you to be the 
              first to know, Jesse and Nate
              are dead. 

Bam stares in surprise.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        GUARD PIERCE (cont’d)
              I knew that would get your fucking 
              attention. Just so you don’t forget. 
              Diego runs this prison, not you.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        BAM                                                        
              What? Diego don’t run shit around 
              here! I run this bitch!
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             Guard Pierce grins and walks away.                                                                                                                                                                                                               

INT. PRISON VISITATION AREA - DAY

Trina sits at the middle booth, waiting. A Guard escorts Terrence out a side door.
                                                                
                        GUARD 
                   (to Terrence)
              You’re at number six.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
Terrence nods and heads down the aisle. His face lights up with joy at the first sight of Trina. She smiles. Terrence sits down and picks up the phone. Trina picks up the phone, also.

                        TERRENCE
                   (in phone)    
              Hey sis.

Trina smiles.        

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                                                                                                                       
INT. CELLBLOCK#6 - DAY - LATER

A man walks down the cellblock preaching aloud to the inmates in the cells, PREACH, late sixties. The inmates complain and threaten him.
	                                                                 
                        INMATE #1
              Get your crazy ass away from 
              here.
                                                                                                                                                                                
Tom, Easy and Rumble enter the cellblock and head to the rear. They pass by Preach and stare. 

                        TOM CAT
              Crazy ass.

The three head into

INT. BAM’S CELL - DAY

Bam paces back and forward with an ice pack on his nose. The guys stare.                                                                                                                                                                             
                                                                
                        BAM        
              What did y’all find out?   
                       
                        TOM CAT
              The guy you tried to stab and 
              the guy you had the fight with
              are brothers.    
          
Bam stares. 

                        EASY
              What do you want us to do?

                        BAM
              Forget them two for now. We
              got bigger problems. Nate and 
              Jesse is dead.  

The guys look at one another.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
	
EXT. PRISON YARD - DAY

Diego, Mickey and the rest of the Latin Knights stand around. Rocko walks up.

                        DIEGO
              What did you find out?
                        ROCKO
              Nothing. 

                        DIEGO
              Fuck!

Diego stares across the yard at Bam and his crew.

                        DIEGO 
              Them fuckers have something up
              their sleeves, and I’m gonna  
              find out just what it is! 

Bam and his crew lift weights. Tyrell and Popete walk the yard. Tyrell smokes a cigarette. He has a bandage over his left eye from the fight with Bam.
                       
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EXT. TRINA’S HOUSE - NIGHT

Trina’s silver Maxima pulls into the driveway. Trina, Courtney and Warren exit the car and head in the house. 
   
INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
                                                                                                                                                                                
Warren and Courtney enter the living room. Trina heads up the stairs.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        TRINA  
              Baby, can check the answering 
              machine? Terrence and Tyrell 
              might have called.     					

Courtney turns on the TV and takes a seat on the sofa. Warren stares at the blinking 0 on the phone message button.                                                                                                                                                              

                        WARREN  (O.S.)
              Courtney, you want something to 
              drink?                                                                                                                                                                            										                                                                     
                        COURTNEY
              Yeah, some juice.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

Warren head into the kitchen

INT. HOUSE – HALLWAY - NIGHT

Trina walks down the hallway to her bedroom and notices Terrence’s bedroom door is open.       
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        TRINA   
              I know I closed this door before 
              I left.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
Trina reaches to close the door and HEARS sniffing SOUNDS coming from inside the room. She peeps in  

INT. TERRENCE’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                                                                                                                          
Tyron is down on one knee by the bed sniffing white powder off a sheet of foil. He’s all dirty, worn and tired looking.  
                                                                
                        TRINA
              What the hell you doing in
              here?    

Tyron stares in surprise. He hesitates and looks around.
                                                                
                        TYRON                                                        
              I’m, I’m looking for something.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        TRINA
              Looking for what? How the hell 
              you get in here?                                                                                                                                                                            
                                                              
                        TYRON
                   (he’s lying)
              Terrence told me to come get a
              few things for him.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        TRINA
              I just left Terrence, he didn’t 
              tell me you was coming--

Trina pauses and notices something on the bed.  
                                                                
                        TRINA
              What the hell is that on the 
              bed?								      

She walks closer. Tyron tries to shield the drugs from Trina’s view.     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        TYRON
              Nothing! Stay over there.                                                                
                        TRINA
              I know your not--                                          							                                                                                                      
Trina walks around and sees the drugs.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        TRINA
              You son of a--
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
Trina quickly crosses the floor over to Tyron, grabs the foil off the bed and spills the powder on the floor. Tyron quickly grabs the foil from Trina to save the last of the drugs from falling. Trina punches Tyron with everything she’s got, but he’s so busy trying to scoop-up the drugs he doesn’t feel a thing. Trina snatches the foil out his hand and she spills the last of the drugs everywhere. Tyron screams and grabs his head.                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

                        TYRON 
              What the fuck you did that for?  

Tyron stares down at all the powder on the floor.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                        TRINA
              Get the hell out my house! 
                                                                                                                                                                                               
Tyron stares over at Trina. All of a sudden, he screams and charge toward Trina and tackles her to the floor. He climbs on top of her and chocks her. Trina fights to get Tyron off her, but he’s too strong.      
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
INT. LIVING ROOM – NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
Warren enters the living room from the kitchen with two glasses of juice in his hand.                    
                                              
                        WARREN
              Here’s your--

LOUD SCREAMS comes from upstairs. Warren quickly sits the glasses down.
                                                                                  
                        WARREN  
                   (to courtney)
              Wait right here and don’t move. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
Warren dashes up the stairs. Courtney cuddles in the corner of the sofa and cries.     

                                          
				     	
INT. TERRENCE’S BEDROOM – CONTINUOUS

Trina’s face is turning blue as Tyron’s chokes. Warren enters the room, sees Tyron choking his wife and tackles him. The two wrangle around the room, fighting. Trina crawls into a corner and cries. Warren and Tyron wrestle in the middle of the room, knocking things around. Tyron shoves Warren off him, pulls out a gun and points it at Warren.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TYRON
              Get the fuck off me! Get back!    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
Warren backs away with his hands in the air. Tyron quickly picks the last of the powder up off the floor, licking what’s left of it. Warren sits on the floor next to Trina and comforts her. Tyron stares over at Trina with tears in his eyes. He quickly exits the room. Trina cries out in pain.                                        
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                        TRINA
              God no!          

Warren holds Trina tight. 

                        WARREN
              I’m so sorry, baby.   

                                                      CUT TO:                             
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
EXT. CITY STREET - DAY 

Kurt, Brian and Big boy walk down the sidewalk.
                                                                
                        KURT
              Man, this nigga then lost his
              mind. 
                                                                
                        BIG BOY
              You think he on something?
                                                                
                        KURT
              I don’t know, but whatever he’s 
              doing, it’s fucking his head up, 
              bad.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
The guys cut through the yard of an old, abandoned house.                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

                        BRIAN
              He’s in here?  

                        KURT
              Yeah...
                                                                                                                                                      
They head into
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
INT. ABANDONED HOUSE - DAY
 
The house is littered with trash, broken furniture, glass, and old clothes scattered everywhere. 

Tyron sits on the floor in the corner of the room in all the trash. He’s dirty and his eyes are fire red. The guys see Tyron in the corner and head over.                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                              
                        BRIAN
              What’s up Tee?
                                                                                                                                                                 
Tyron ignores Brian. The guys stare at Tyron in complete surprise. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        KURT
              Tee, where you been?                             

Tyron doesn’t answer.                                                                                                                                                          										                                                                     
                        BIG BOY
              Tee?

Tyron finally looks up.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        BRIAN
              Damn Tee. Look at you man.   
                                      
The guys walk around Tyron and stare in disbelief. Tyron starts crying.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                        TYRON   
              I did it.    
                                                                
                        KURT
              Did what? What you talking 
              about?   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        TYRON  
              I killed Mike and Bruiser.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                        BIG BOY  
              Hold on. You killed Mike and 
              Bruiser. But you let Terrence 
              go to prison for it.                                                          
Tyron nods, yes. The guys stare in anger. They can’t believe what they just heard. Kurt is angrier than the other guys. 

                        KURT
              That’s fucked up.

Kurt goes after Tyron. Big Boy and Brian restrain Kurt. Tyron just sits there. He knows what he has done was wrong.                                                                

                        KURT
              I should bust your shit, nigga! 
                   (to guys)
              Get off me!

Kurt jerks away and walks away.

                        BRIAN
              How you gonna let Terrence go to 
              the PEN for some shit you did?! 
                                                               
                        KURT
              Punk motherfucker.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
Tyron drops his head in ashamed.                                                                                                                                                                                 
										                                                                         
                        KURT
              Let’s get the fuck out here.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        BIG BOY   
              That’s your brother, man. How 
              could you do that shit?                                                                                                     

Big boy shakes his head and walks away. Brian stands over Tyron and stare.                                                                                                                                                                                               
								                                                                    
                        BRIAN
              Man, if you would do something 
              like that to your own brother. 
              No telling what you’ll do to 
              one of us.                                                        

                        TYRON
              I’m sorry, man. I’m sorry.

                        BRIAN
              Damn, Tee.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        BIG BOY (OS)  
              Man, let’s go.   
                                                                                                                                                         
Brian exits. Tyron drops his head in his hands and cries.                                     	
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INT. CELL#4 - DAY

Terrence enters the cell and stops dead and stares.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        CHRIS (O.S.)
              What’s up cellie?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
Chris sits on his bed. 					
		
INT. CELL#4 – NIGHT - LATER

Terrence is sleep in the top bunk. Chris lies in the bottom bunk and stares about. He jumps out his bunk and stands over Terrence for a BEAT. He slaps Terrence in his face.                                                                                                                                                           
                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        CHRIS
              Wake your ass up! Wake up!
                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
Terrence wakes up.         
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                        TERRENCE
              What man? What?
                                                             
                        CHRIS
              Nigga, get your ass up! That’s 
              what! 

Terrence jumps down out the bed. Chris takes a pile of dirty underwear out a sack and puts them in Terrence hand.  	
									                                                                         
                        CHRIS
              Wash’em.

Terrence looks down at the clothes in disbelief. He doesn’t like this one bit, but he’s too scared to speak up. Terrence slowly heads over to the sink. Chris shoves him in his back.                                                  

                        CHRIS
              Hurry the fuck up.
                                                                                                                                                          Terrence turns on the water and washes Chris things with a huge block of soap. Chris walks up behind Terrence and rubs his body up against him. Terrence quickly turns around.

                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        TERRENCE
              Don’t touch me man! I’m not no
              punk!

Chris grabs Terrence by his face.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        CHRIS
              You gonna be what ever the fuck  
              I want you to be.                                                                                                                                                                               

An angry Terrence pulls away and stares. Chris hops up in the top bunk and lies down on his back. He puts his hands behind his head and closes his eyes.
                                                                
                        CHRIS
              Hurry up because I got some-
              thing else for you to do.
                                                                                                                                                                 
Terrence washes Chris things and starts to cry. He hears Tyrell’s VOICE ECHOING in his head “… you got to stand up for yourself or they going to make you do thing you don’t want to do…” Terrence gets angry as he wash the clothes. His anger increases as Tyrell’s VOICE gets LOUDER and LOUDER in his head. The voices fade away. Terrence looks back at Chris. Chris is sound to sleep in the bunk. Terrence puts the large bar of soap inside one of the socks, wraps the sock around his hand and grips the sock tight. He turns the water up on the faucet so Chris doesn’t get suspicious. He walks over to Chris with his hands behind his back and He stares. He’s a little nervous, but the longer he stares at Chris he seem to get angrier. All of a sudden, Terrence smashes Chris face in with the soap in the sock and splashes blood everywhere. Chris jumps up, screaming and grabs his nose. Terrence strikes Chris repeatedly. All Chris can do is ball-up in a ball and scream for help. Terrence’s confidence increases with every BLOW.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        TERRENCE
              Come on motherfucker! Get up! 
              Talk shit, now! Come on!  
                                                                                                                                                           Terrence pounds Chris, repeatedly until he knocks several of Chris’ front teeth out. One last blow knocks Chris unconscious. Terrence drops the sock and backs up against the wall and stares at Chris. Chris lies in the bed with his face covered in blood and several of his front teeth knocked out. Terrence stares at Chris breathing heavy and getting angrier. Suddenly, Terrence rushes over, grabs Chris by his arm and yanks him out his bed. Chris falls to the floor with a BAM! Terrence grabs his side and grimaces in pain from his wounds.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     					  
INT. PRISON HALLWAY B - DAY    
                                                                                                                                                                                                 
It’s a long, wide hallway with a stairwell at the end.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

Terrence mops the floor next to the stairwell. He has two buckets of water, but only one of the buckets has a mop ringer on it. 
Easy and two inmates in their mid twenties, BENNY and MANNY, 30’s enter the building and head down the hallway. Manny kicks one of the buckets of water over and heads down the stairwell.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        MANNY
              You missed a spot.
                                                                                                                                                                                 
The guy’s laugh as they head down the stairwell. Easy leads the guys by few steps. 

THE HALL

Terrence stares at the water on the floor and snaps.                                                                                                                                                                                   
                                                                
                        TERRENCE
              I’m sick of this shit!

Terrence grabs the other bucket of water and dumps the water over the stairwell. 

THE STAIRWELL

As Easy, Benny and Manny walk down the stairs, a splash of dirty water falls on top of Benny and Manny. Easy turns around and laughs at the guys.      
                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
                        BENNY
              What the fuck?

The guys are furious. They quickly head back up the stairs. Easy follows them.  
                                                                                                                                                          
TOP OF THE STAIRWELL

As the guys make it to the top of the stairs, Terrence backs up and tries to fend them off. Benny grabs Terrence by the neck and slams him against the wall. Manny walks at punch Terrence in the stomach. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        MANNY
              Motherfucker. 
 
Terrence grabs his stomach and goes down in pain. His face fills with anger.                                                         
                        MANNY
              You little bitch! You think that 
              shit is funny?  							   

Manny punches Terrence in the face.  
                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        EASY
              Man, leave that little nigga 
              alone and come on.
                                                                                                                                          
Easy heads back down the stairwell. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        BENNY
              You like to get wet huh bitch?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        TERRENCE 
              Man, fuck y’all.              
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        BENNY
              Fuck me, huh?
                                                                                                                                            
Benny throws Terrence on the floor and viciously kicks him repeatedly. Terrence covers up and screams in pain.  
                                                                                                                                                                                
BOTTOM OF STAIRWELL

Tyrell makes his way up the stairwell and passes Easy on his way up. Easy stares at Tyrell as if he seen him some where before.  
              
TOP OF STAIRWELL
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
Tyrell make it to the top and stops dead when he sees two guys urinating on another guy. Tyrell heads their way unaware it’s Terrence. As he gets closer, he stares. He quickly notices the guy is his little brother, Terrence.  
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              Motherfucker!                                                                                                                                                         

Tyrell quickly runs over, grabs the ringer off the floor and strikes Benny in the top of his head with the mop ringer. Benny’s head splits like a melon and he falls to the floor. Manny turns around and breaks out running down the hall when he sees Tyrell.

THE END OF THE HALLWAY

Manny looks back as he runs down the hall. 

THE STAIRWELL

Benny lies on the floor unconscious. Tyrell walks over to Terrence and cries when he sees his baby brother on the floor, motionless and covered in urine. The pain hits Tyrell like a Mack truck.           
                       
                        TYRELL
              Ahh man! Get up Tee! Come on!  
                   (out loud)
              Get up!  	                  

Tyrell drops to his knees and cradles Terrence in his arms and cries. His worst dreams have come true. 
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              I’m sorry, Tee! I’m sorry!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     									      
BOTTOM OF STAIRWELL

Easy makes it to the bottom of the stairwell. All of a sudden, he stops.                
                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        EASY  
              That’s the nigga from— Fuck!                                                                                                                                                                               

Easy turns around and runs back up the stairs.  

THE HALLWAY

Tyrell rest his head on Terrence’s chest and cry. He slowly raises his head and stares at Benny. He gets up and heads over to Benny. He drags Benny over by the stairwell, picks him up and throws him over the stairwell. Tyrell turns to walk away and out of nowhere, Easy tackles him. The two wrestle all over the floor. 
Easy climbs on top Tyrell and chokes him. Tyrell fights to get away, but Easy squeezes TIGHTER and TIGHTER. Tyrell tries to pull Easy’s arms from around his neck, but Easy is too strong.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        EASY
              Die motherfucker! Die!   
                                                                                                                                                                                
Easy TIGHTENS his grip around Tyrell’s neck. Tyrell’s eyes gets smaller and smaller until he stops fighting. His arms drop to his side. Suddenly, Terrence walks up behind Easy and stabs him in the side with a shank. Easy screams and lets Tyrell go. Easy grabs his side, looks at his hand and sees all the blood. Terrence falls to the floor. Tyrell coughs and rolls over and slowly gets up off the floor. He leans over the railing by the stairwell to catch his breath. 
DOWN THE HALL

Easy staggers down the hallway holding his side. He falls into the walls as he tries to get away. He looks back to see if someone’s behind him. He is losing a lot of blood. Easy turns the corner at the end of the hall and comes face to face with Diego, and the gang. Easy stares, shocked.  

                        DIEGO     
              Oh yeah, look what we have here. 

THE HALLWAY

Tyrell slowly walks over to Terrence, picks him up and head down the hallway.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
INT. PRISON TELEVISION ROOM - DAY

Bam, Tom Cat and the crew sit by the tables watching a football game on TV. Bam points out every play to the guys. His nose is no longer swollen from his fight with Tyrell.
									     	                                                                
                        BAM
              That boy is bad. I’m telling 
              you.     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
                        TOMCAT
              Where the hell is Easy?  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
Tom Cat calls out to BIG NIP, a huge guy in his mid twenties. He’s so big he sits at a table by himself.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

                        TOMCAT
              Big nip, where’s Easy?   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        BIG NIP
              Him, Benny and Manny went to 
              commissary.

                        BAM  
                   (to Tom Cat)
              If he’s not back in five minutes, 
              send Rumble to go get him. 
                                                                                                                                     
Tom Cat nods, yes. Manny rushes in to the TV room, out of control and breathing heavy. He falls into the tables and chairs as he heads over to Bam’s table. The guys at the first table jump up ready for war. Manny stops, throws his hands in the air and backs away.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        MANNY
              Wait! Wait! It’s me!
 
Bam and Tom Cat turns around to see what got the guys upset. The guys slowly sit back down.   
                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        BAM   
              Where the hell y’all been? 
              Where is my cousin?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        MANNY 
              We got jumped! They pulled Easy 
              in a closet. I tried to help, 
              but it was to many of’em.  
                                                                               
                        BAM
              Who the fuck you talking about? 
              Where is my cousin?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
										                                                               
                        MANNY
              It was the motherfucker from 
              The barbershop. 
                              
Bam pauses in thought.
                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        BAM                     
              Hold up. How the fuck you get 
              away?        

Manny backs away, eyes wide, scared.

                                                     CUT TO:                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                                                 
INT. PRISON HALLWAY H - DAY (DAYS LATER)

Prison Guard Jones walks down a dark hallway. He goes light switch to light switch trying to turn on the lights. The lights are broken.  
                                                                
                        GUARD  
              Got damn lights. 

We HEAR talking noises coming from the opposite way.  										                                                                    
                        GUARD  
              Who’s there?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
He quickly pulls out his flashlight and shines the light down the hall, but there’s no one there. He walks down the hall and shines his light on the walls and floors. 
He notices a trail of blood on the floor and follows the trail. His light follows the trail of blood to the closet at the end of the hall. He notices blood seeping from under the door. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                        GUARD
              Ahh shit! Not again. 
 
Guard Jones quickly exits.
									            
INT. PRISON CAFETERIA - DAY
                                                                                                                                                          
The cafeteria is full with inmates eating. Prison guards patrol the room as usual. Tyrell and Popete are seated in the back, eating.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        POPETE
              How is Terrence? Is he OK?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        TYRELL
              When I left he was asleep. Them 
              motherfuckers probably broke 
              his ribs. I’m gonna go back and 
              check on him after I eat. 
    
                        POPETE 
              Keep and eye on him Tee. After, 
              what you did to them, they’re 
              gonna want revenge.        
										      
Across the room, Diego and his crew sit at a table eating.  
                                                        
                        INMATE #1
              It’s gonna be a race war when Bam 
              finds out what we did to his cousin.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        MICKEY
              Shut the fuck up! Them fucker’s 
              killed Don.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        INMATE#2 
              Do you think he knows?

Nobody answers.         
                                                       
                        MAN#1
              What we gonna do?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        MICKEY
              We just have to get to him before  
              he finds out.                                          							                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                        INMATE#1
              How are we gonna do that? He’s 
              always surrounded.                            
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        DIEGO 
              It can be done. But, we can’t 
              miss. Because if we do, there
              won’t be another chance. Then 
              all hell’s gonna break loose.
                 							
EXT. CELLBLOCK#6 - CELL#9 – NIGHT

Rumble stands guard outside the cell.

INT. CELL#9 – NIGHT
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
Bam sits on his bed agitated. His eyes are fire red. He gets up and paces back and forward. Tom Cat enters.

                        TOM CAT
              Are you all right?

                        BAM
              Them motherfuckers dead! Him 
              and his brother! They’re dead!   
 		                  
                        TOM CAT
              Let’s do this. 

THE CAMERA PANS to the right. 

Suddenly we’re in
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          INT. CELL#10 – NIGHT 

The guy with the word “Killa” tattooed on his arm sits on his bed with his ear to the wall. He over heard everything Bam said.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                                                                                                                                                                                             
INT. CELL#4 - NIGHT

Terrence slowly walks over to the ice cooler and gets a cup of water. He sits on the edge of his bed and pulls out the pills the nurse gave him. He pours all the pills in his hand, tosses them in his mouth and drinks the water. He lies down in his bunk. 
                    
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INT. TRINA’S BEDROOM – NIGHT 

Warren and Trina are in bed sleep. The phone RINGS. It RINGS repeatedly. Warren reaches over, still half sleep and grabs the phone.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        WARREN  
                   (in phone)
              Yes, I accept... Hello? Man
              do you know what time it is?                                                        
                   (Listening) 
                                                                                                                                                                       
Warren quickly sits up.     
                  
                        WARREN
              What?

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EXT. STATE PRISON - DAY

Guards patrol the prison grounds.

INT. CELLBLOCK#12 - CELL#15 – DAYS LATER  

Waynego enters his cell with a towel around his waist. He glances at his bed and sees a letter with the words, EMERGENCY: YOUR SON on it. He picks the envelope up, opens it and reads. He pauses in thought.

EXT/INT. CELL#9 - NIGHT

Tomcat and Rumble stand guard outside the cell. Bam reaches behind the toilet and pulls a string from behind it. At the end of the string is a long knife. He puts the knife in his arm sleeves and adjusts his clothes to hide the knife. He quietly exits the cell.     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                        BAM
              Time to pay the piper, baby.

Bam, Rumble and Tom Cat exit the cellblock. The guy with the word “Killa” on his forearm exits his cell and stares at Bam and the guys as they exit the cellblock.
                                                                                                                                                                                                            EXT. PRISON SHOWER - DAY

Guard Thomas and another GUARD stand guard outside the shower. 

                        GUARD THOMAS
              Shit I’m hungry.  
                   (to guard#2)                                                               
              Man, you not hungry?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
                        GUARD#2
              Yeah, a little.

                        GUARD THOMAS
              Why don’t you go get us some 
              sandwiches or something.                                                                         										                                                                     
                        GUARD#2
              You gonna be all right? 
                                                              
                        GUARD THOMAS
              Yeah, I got this covered. 
                                                                
                        GUARD#2
              You sure?                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

                        GUARD THOMAS
              Yeah, go on.    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        GUARD#2
              I’ll be right back. Keep your 
              eyes open, all right?

Guard Thomas nods. Guard#2 exits.      
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        GUARD THOMAS  
              Bring me back an ice tea.                                                                        
                   (to inmates)
              All right guys, let’s hurry up!  
 
He pulls out a cellular phone and dials the numbers.

                        GUARD THOMAS
              Got my cell phone, today. 

He puts the phone to his ear.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       				                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
                        GUARD THOMAS
              I hope she’s home.   

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
INT. PRISON SHOWER - DAY

The shower is full with white inmates showering. Diego stands by the entrance, peeking out at the Guard on the phone. 

Diego looks across the shower at SAM (30’s) and nods to him. Sam exits the shower with a towel around his waist and a knife behind his back.        
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                        GUARD THOMAS  
                   (in phone)
              Yeah, I can do that. Don’t worry. 
              I got these jailbirds in check. 
                
Sam walks up behind Guard Thomas with a knife in his hand.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        SAM
              Hey.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           										   
Guard Thomas turns around. Sam stabs him in his stomach and twists the knife. Guard Thomas’ eyes and mouth widen, but nothing comes out his mouth. He drops the phone and falls to the floor. We can HEAR the woman calling out for over the phone.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

                        FEMALE ON PHONE   
                   (on phone)
              Hello! What’s going on? 

Thomas lies on the floor motionless, bleeding from the stomach. Diego and the gang quickly exit the shower and head over. Diego stares at him, reaches down and takes the keys off his belt. The inmates cheer, LATIN KNIGHTS! LATIN KNIGHTS! LATIN KNIGHTS!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  	  								                                                                                                                                
INT. CELL BLOCK#1 - NIGHT
                                                                                                                                                                          
A GUARD sits by a desk reading a magazine. Mikey walks up behind him and hit him over the head with a club. The Guard falls out the chair on to the floor, unconscious. Mikey takes the keys off the guard’s belt and tosses them to Diego. 

Diego unlocks a fuse box on the wall and pulls a lever unlocking all the cells on the cellblock. The inmates quickly exit their cell with all types of homemade weapons and exit the cellblock                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            		   
“SERIES OF SHOTS: INT. CELLBLOCKS - NIGHT                                                                                                                            
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
The riots have spread throughout the prison. 

INT/EXT. CELLBLOCKS – CELLS - NIGHT

The inmates are on a prowl, tearing everything up in sight. They’re throwing things around and setting things on fire, etc. The riot is in full gear. 

Inmates set their mattresses on fire and toss them on the cellblocks. The toilets over flow, spilling water everywhere. The inmates exit the cellblocks.                                          
                                                                                                                                     
INT. CELL#3 - NIGHT

Tyrell puts newspaper under his clothes and extra layers of clothes for protection. He exits his cell and runs down the cellblock. He runs into Popete at the cellblock entrance.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        POPETE 
              It’s a hit. You have to get 
              Terrence out of that cell!                                                                                                                                                                               										                                                                    
                        TYRELL 
              I know!
                                                                
                        POPETE
              I’ll catch up with you later.       
                                                                                                                                                                                                       
Tyrell exits the cellblock.                                    								                                                                                                                  
INT. PRISON HALLWAYS - NIGHT 

The lights flash off and on. Inmates run down the hallways, viciously attacking prison Guards and other inmates.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        INT. PRISON CAFETERIA - NIGHT

Inmates attack prison guards with homemade weapons. They stand on the tables, cheering and throwing things around.
     									
INT. SWAT TEAM OFFICE - NIGHT
        
The SWAT TEAM puts on protective gear. They grab shotguns, tear gas bombs and grenades out of a cabinet in the corner of the room. They pass them to the other guards.                                                                                                                                                                                                
                                              
                        SWAT LEADER
              Let’s go. Let’s go!                           

The SWAT TEAM quickly exits the office. Guard Pierce enters the office with his night bag, looking around.    
                                                                
                        GUARD PIERCE
              What’s going on?                                                                                                                                                   
 
A GUARD enters and grabs a weapon.    
                                                   
                        GUARD
              A riot has broke out!
  
The guard exits. Guard Pierce just stares. 															      
INT. PRISON HALLWAYS - NIGHT

DARK. The SWAT TEAMS walk through the dark hallways with large flashlights, inferred eyewear and their guns pointed, ready for war. Inmates with homemade weapons walk the halls, head their way. The SWAT COMMANDER shined a bright light on the inmates. 
The swat team stops and point their guns at the gang of inmates. The swat commander pulls out an intercom.                                                                                                                                                          
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        SWAT LEADER  
                   (out loud)
              Drop your weapons and get on the 
              ground, now! 

The SOUND of the Swat Leader’s voice makes the gang angrier. The inmates continue their way, cheering, threatening.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
                        SWAT LEADER  
                   (out loud)
              I said, put you weapons down! Now!

The inmates scream and charge toward the Swat Team.  
                                                                                                                                                                        
                        SWAT LEADER  
                   (out loud)
              Fire!!
                                                                                                                                                                             
The Swat team opens fire, shooting tear gas and sting balls down the hall at the inmates. The tear gas fills the hallway with green and yellow gas. The sting balls hit the inmates everywhere. The inmates scream and rub their eyes from the gas. The inmates begin to panic and start pushing and fighting one another to get away.                                                          
	                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
INT. PRISON HALLWAY H - NIGHT 

Diego and his gang walk through the crowded hallways, ready for war. They attack any inmate that gets to close to them.

                        DIEGO
              Bam!!!
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
INT. PRISON HALLWAY G - NIGHT

Bam and his gang walk through the crowded hallways, from the opposite direction, ready for war. They attack anyone who gets to close to them. 

                        BAM
              Where y’all at boy!    
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
INT. PRISON HALLWAY B - NIGHT

Guard Pierce runs down the hall, looking back. He turns the corner and runs right into a gang of inmates. He quickly turns around to run and runs right into another inmate. 
His eyes WIDEN with fear. The inmates attack him. He falls to the floor. The inmates beat him to death. 
				   			 
INT. CELL#10 - NIGHT
                                                                                                                                                         
Waynego lies in his bed looking at a picture of a twelve-year old little boy. Suddenly, he hears all the commotion out on the cellblock. He gets out his bed, walks to the bars and stares out.    									                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
INT. CELL#4 - NIGHT
                                                                                                                                                      
Terrence lies on the floor out cold, an empty pill bottle in his hands. The bottle falls to the floor.                                 					                                                                                                                                      
INT. CELLBLOCK#7 - NIGHT 

Inmates exit the cellblock. Tyrell ENTERS the cell block and runs through the crowd to                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         

INT. CELL#4 - NIGHT

Tyrell rushes in Terrence cell and quickly runs over to Terrence. He shakes him and tries to wake him up.  
                                                               
                        TYRELL           
              Terrence, get up man. Get up!   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
Tyrell slaps Terrence in his face to wake him up. He does not budge.       
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        TYRELL
              Man, get up! Terrence!

Tyrell notices a pill bottle on the floor. He stares, grabs Terrence by his face and opens his mouth.                                                                                                                                                           
										                                                                  
                        TYRELL 
              What did you take? What the hell
              did you take?
 
Terrence doesn’t answer. Tyrell sticks his hand in Terrence mouth to make him throw-up, but Terrence won’t hurl. Tyrell looks around the cell, nervously.
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!                                                                                                                                                                                                

Tyrell gets up, drags Terrence over to the sink and splashes water on him. He still does not wake up.                           
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        TYRELL
              Come on Tee, you got to get    
              up. Come on! Get up!

Tyrell looks around the room and sees an ice cooler in the corner. He goes over and picks the cooler. He dumps the cold water on Terrence and reacts by taking a deep breath. 
                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        TYRELL
              Come on Tee. You got to get 
              up, man!                                                                                                                                                                               

Tyrell tries to stand Terrence up, but his legs are like spaghetti. Tyrell lays Terrence down in the bed and look around the room in a panic.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

                        TYRELL
              C’mon think! Think! Fuck!                                                                                                                                                                              										  
Tyrell HEARS a noise on the cellblock. He pauses to listen. He opens Terrence’s box and takes clothes out. He quickly puts the clothes on Terrence. Afterwards, Tyrell lies Terrence down on the floor in the corner of the cell. He takes the mattress off the bed and lays it on top Terrence to hide him. 

He pulls out a “shank” with a string on the end of it. He gets against the wall and wraps the string around his hand. He grips the knife, ready for war.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             							
INT. CELL BLOCK#7 - NIGHT

Bam and his gang put their backs against the wall and quietly make their way down the cellblock towards Tyrell. 
They jump in and out the cells to stay out of sight. They motion for the other guys to follow. Rumble and Rock follows next in line.  
                                                                                                                                                                              
Tyrell peeps out on the cellblock and SEE Bam guys heading his way. Tyrell backs against the wall and braces himself for war.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       							    
INT. CELL#4 - NIGHT

An INMATE rushes in the cell. Tyrell quickly stabs him in the chest and covers his mouth so he cannot scream. The guy falls to the floor. He’s dead. 

Another INMATE rushes in the cell behind Tyrell and stabs him in the side. Tyrell SCREAMS in pain. The knife is stuck in Tyrell’s side. Tyrell turn around punches the guy in his face and knocks him back against the sink. 

Tyrell charges the guy and stabs him in his stomach. The guy falls to the floor. All of a sudden, Rumble and Rock rushes in the cell. They restrain Tyrell. 

Tyrell tries to fight them all, but they’re too strong. Rock and Rumble viciously beats Tyrell down to the floor.

INT/EXT. CELL#4 – NIGHT – MOMENTS LATER

Tyrell lies on the floor in a ball, moaning in pain. He has a knife lunged in his side. Rumble pulls the knife out his side. Tyrell screams in pain. Rumble and Rock pick Tyrell up off the floor. Bam and Tom Cat enter the cell. Bam walks up to Tyrell and grabs him by the face.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        BAM
              Killing my cousin was the biggest 
              mistake of your life!
                                                                                                                               Tyrell tries to talk, but blood comes out instead of words. Bam pulls out a knife.              
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               
                        BAM
              This is for my cousin. 
                                                                                                                                                                             
He stabs Tyrell in his stomach. Tyrell SCREAMS and falls to the floor in pain.                                                    
                                                                   
                        BAM
              Pick his ass up!
                                                                                                                                                                                                     
Rock and Rumble pick Tyrell up off the floor. Bam stabs him again. Blood pours out Tyrell’s mouth.  					
					                                                                   
                        BAM
              Where’s your brother?

Rock and Rumble hold Tyrell’s limp body up. Tyrell can’t even hold his head up. He does not answer. Bam stabs Tyrell in his stomach again, repeatedly.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        BAM
              Motherfucker!
                                                                                                                                                                               
Rumble and Rock toss Tyrell on the floor. Tyrell’s lifeless body lies in a pool of blood. The guys begin trashing the cell. Rock grabs the mattress out the corner and sees Terrence underneath it.       
                                                          
                        ROCKO
              Look, who I found. 
                                                                                                                                                                              
The guys pick Terrence up off the floor and hold him up for Bam.  
     										                                                                   
                        BAM
              Get up!   

Bam slaps Terrence in his face, but Terrence won’t wake up. He’s out cold.
                                                                       
                        BAM
              You about sleep for good mother-
              fucker! This is for my cousin!       
                                                                                                                                           
Bam raises his hand to stab Terrence. Out of nowhere, a huge hand ENTERS the FRAME from behind and grabs the knife out Bam’s hand. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
                        BAM
              What the fuck--
                                                                                                                                                           
Bam turns around and comes face to face with Waynego.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  
                        BAM
              Motherfucker, you better have 
              Jesus with you!

Waynego stands in the doorway of the cell, holding Bam’s knife. Rumble and Rock toss Terrence to the side and head for Waynego. 
Waynego backs out the cell onto the cellblock. He motions for the guys to come get him. As the guys exit the cell, they do-a-double-take down the cellblock. 
They stop and stare.	
						                                                                
                        BAM
              What the fuck! Kill him!

Rock and Rumble look back at Bam, speechless. Tomcat pushes through the guys.     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
                        TOMCAT
              Get the fuck out my way! I’m 
              gonna kill this motherfucker!                                 

Tom Cat exits the cell and glances down the cellblock. He sees Muhammad and twenty-five huge, muscular African-American Muslims in the center of the cellblock, ready for war.                                                                                                                                                                             
								                                                                                 
                        WAYNEGO
              Now, we can do this your way or 
              my way. It’s up to you.   
                                                                                                                                                             
Bam stares, speechless. Before Bam can do anything, we HEAR.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                            
                        SWAT LEADER (OS) 
                   (out loud)
              Everybody down! Now!  

The Swat Team storm the cellblock with guns pointed at everybody. Bam, Tom Cat, Rumble and Rock put their hands behind their heads.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       						
                                                    DISSOLVE TO:

INT. CELL#6 - DAY – WEEKS LATER
                                            
Tyrell puts the last of his things in a back sack. He moves around slowly because his stab wounds aren’t fully healed. Terrence, wearing a full goatee and beard stands near by, observing.

                        TERRENCE
              You’re OK.

                        TYRELL
              I’m still a little sore. What 
              about you? You gonna be all 
              right? 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        TERRENCE
              Yeah. 

                        TYRELL
                   (rubbing his face)  
              Remember to shave that off.

The two laugh.

                        TERRENCE
                   (a beat)
              I never got a chance to thank
              You for what you did. Not too
              many men would have put their 
              lives on the line like that. 
              Thank you.                   
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        TYRELL
              Not too many men have a little 
              brother like you.

Terrence smiles. Waynego enters the cell.									                                                                   
                        WAYNEGO
              How you fellas doing?

Tyrell and Terrence shake hands with Waynego.
                                                                
                        TYRELL
              Thanks for everything. 
                                                                                                                                                                             
Waynego nods.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        WAYNEGO
              Don’t mention it.    
                                                             
                        TYRELL
              If there’s anything I can do?   
                       						                                                                                                                                                                                              
                        TERRENCE                                      
                   (Interrupting)
              We can do.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                        WAYNEGO 
              Well, there’s is one thing you 
              two can do for me. 

Waynego takes a picture from his top pocket and gives it to Tyrell.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                        WAYNEGO
              Tell my son thanks for the 
              picture. But, tell him I rather 
              see the family in person. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
Tyrell and Terrence stare at the picture. It’s a family picture of Warren, Courtney and Trina.     
                                                                                                                                                                           
Tyrell and Terrence look at each other, surprised. Waynego smiles. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        WAYNEGO
              Take care.   

                       TYRELL
              Thanks.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  									
Waynego exits. A GUARD escorts Popete over. He enters the cell and shake hands with Tyrell.                       
                                                                                                                                                                                                      
                        POPETE
              All set?  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        TYRELL
              Yeah                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

                        POPETE
              Good luck. You take care out 
              there, you hear?
                                                                                                                                                                              
                        TYRELL
              I will. Thanks

Popete smiles and exits the cell. Terrence has a sad expression on his face. Tyrell notices.                     
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 
                        TYRELL 
              Are you OK?    
                    
                        TERRENCE 
                   (he’s lying)
              Yeah, I’m straight.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             
Tyrell smiles.

                        TYRELL
              I can’t wait to hold my son. 

Terrence smiles. We can see he doesn’t want Tyrell to leave. Tyrell stares. He feels bad that Terrence can’t leave with him.
                        TYRELL
              Keep your head up, all right? 
              God is good, Tee. Have faith.

Terrence nods. Tyrell hugs Terrence.
                                                                 
                        TYRELL
              I Love you man.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
                        TERRENCE
              I love you. 

A GUARD walks up out side the cell.     
                                                            
                        GUARD 
              Tate’s, lets roll.
										  
Tyrell picks up his bag and slowly exit the cell.
                                                           
                        TYRELL   
                   (to Guard)
              I’m ready when you are. 
                                                                                                                                                                 
Tyrell takes a step pass the Guard. The Guard grabs his arm.  
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
                        GUARD  
                   (to Tyrell)
              Hold up.     			
		        (to Terrence)  
              I said Tate’s. That means you 
              too. Let’s go.    
                                                                                            
Terrence stares in shock. His face fills with relief. He looks at Tyrell with a big smile. A huge smile spreads across Tyrell’s face.                                                                                                                                                               								                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      
EXT. LOUISIANA STATE PRISON - DAY 
                              
SLOW MOTION. Two PRISON GUARDS escort a, now 30 year-old Tyrell and a 22-year-old Terrence to the front gate. Tyrell is fairly muscular guy with a cleaned shaved head, beard and goatee. His dark, piercing eyes and hard look gives him a no-nonsense appearance. He has his arm around his Terrence, now 22-years-old with a beard and goatee. The guards close the gate behind the two. Tyrell and Terrence stop and gaze at the heavens while letting the fresh air blow in their face. The two look like they’ve been through hell. The two head into

EXT. PRISON PARKING LOT - DAY

A blue and black SUV is parked. Trina, Rhonda, five-year old Tyrell Jr., Warren and a now ten-year old Courtney stand next to the vehicles, waiting. 
	 
                                                   DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. TRINA’S HOUSE - PORCH - DAY  (WEEKS LATER)
                                                                                                                                                         
Tyrell sits on the porch reading a letter. A smooth-faced Terrence exits the house and takes a seat next to him. Tyrell reaches Terrence the letter. He takes the letter and reads. The CAMERA PANS UP to a CRANE SHOT, then we 
 
                                                       CUT TO:      

A CLOSE UP of 24 year-old Tyron wearing a full beard and sad expression on his face.                                                                                                                                                                 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   
                        TYRON  
                   (into camera)
              To all y’all out there doing wrong 
              and hurting your love ones. Y’all
              better get it together before it’s 
              too late. Because in the end, you
              only end up hurting yourself. 
              Just look where it got me. Come 
              on black people, let’s get it 
              together. 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        
THE CAMERA PULLS BACK TO REVEAL Tyron standing  

INT. LOUISIANA STATE PRISON - CELL BLOCK#8 - DAY

Tyron turns and walks down the cellblock. In the BACKGROUND, INMATES walk down the cellblock. The CAMERA PULLS BACK to a LONG SHOT, then we...                                                                                                                                                            
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                
                                                       FADE OUT: