Walker, Texas Ranger (1993–2001): Season 8, Episode 9 - Fight or Die - full transcript
( light rock action
theme playing)
(men shouting indistinctly)
( rock theme playing)
(grunts)
MAN 1: Do it. Get him!
MAN 2: Come on, Hammer.
Hammer, finish him.
(men shouting)
(grunting)
(cheering)
Get it done now.
GUARD: Finish him, Hammer.
(grunts)
(yells)
CROWD (chanting):
Hammer, Hammer, Hammer!
(man speaking indistinctly)
Prisoner outside.
Outside. Move it.
Here's the video,
Lieutenant Tracton.
Hammer kills
Goodhope in two minutes.
I knew you were a cop,
and since you are so
interested in our little enterprise,
you just became part of it.
Tonight you're gonna
have the opportunity
to question the Hammer of
D-block up close and personal.
Get him out of here.
Into the pit!
(man yelling indistinctly)
Come on, ladies.
You might wanna see this.
(shouts indistinctly)
(men shouting indistinctly)
Get that shirt off, buddy.
Come on, get that shirt off him.
Come on, bring it on.
Fresh meat, Hammer.
(grunts)
He's a cop, Hammer.
You know what to do.
Don't let me down.
MAN: Come on!
MAN: Come on, Hammer.
(inmates yelling indistinctly)
Get him. That's it.
(grunting)
MAN: That's it.
MAN: That's it. Come on!
Come on, Hammer.
Nothing got out, warden.
This should end it.
Good.
You know, you'd think
they'd learn. This is my house.
(inmates yelling indistinctly)
Yeah! Kill him off!
Finish him. Finish
him. Finish him.
(bones breaking)
(shouting and cheering)
ALEX: Holland was
an undercover cop.
Sent into Copperhead to
see if there was any truth
to the rumors that
the guards were
staging fights
with the prisoners.
Copperhead prison
authorities said
that Holland couldn't
take the pressure,
so he leapt to his death from
the fourth tier of a cellblock.
Who verified it?
The prison doctor.
He signed the death certificate
and he confirmed
it as a suicide.
Looks more like a
beating than a fall.
Hm. Maybe the cons
found out he was a cop.
Who in the prison knew
he was undercover?
No one, but the warden was
very upset when he found out
that he hadn't been informed
that Holland was on
special assignment
from the Arkansas
attorney general's office.
Sending in an Arkansas
cop was the first mistake.
Yeah, between the guards
and the cons at Copperhead,
they must know every
cop in the state of Arkansas.
That's why the
governor called us
to see if we had someone
to go in undercover.
It's a dangerous assignment
because the corruption
probably goes all the
way up to the warden.
If that's the case, when you
go inside, there's no safety net.
That's right.
( dramatic theme playing)
Walker, the governor
wanted me to tell you
that this is not an order,
and you don't have to go,
which is what I recommend.
Tell the governor I'll go in.
Why didn't I know you
were gonna say that?
Since you can't trust
anybody on the inside,
maybe you should go
in with some backup.
Trivette's right. We
should all three go in.
Well, I hate to say it, but it
would make me feel better.
Okay.
Trivette, you go in as a guard.
You and I'll go in as cons.
I'll go in first.
( light rock action
theme playing)
♪ In the eyes of a Ranger ♪
♪ The unsuspecting stranger ♪
♪ Had better know the truth ♪
♪ Of wrong from right ♪
♪ 'Cause the eyes
Of the Ranger ♪
♪ Are upon you ♪
♪ Any wrong you
do He's gonna see ♪
♪ When you're in
Texas Look behind you ♪
♪ 'Cause that's where
The Ranger's gonna be ♪
( hip hop theme playing)
MAN: Heads up, gentlemen.
Inmates coming in.
All right, break
them out of there.
Come on, maggots,
what do you think this is?
Come on, men.
No one's gonna change
your diaper from this point on.
Move it. My name
is Lieutenant Tracton.
I am Chief of Guards.
My job at this institution is to
make your lives a living hell,
and I love my work.
You've had your three strikes.
You are out, and
now you are mine.
At Copperhead all
new inmates start out
in solitary confinement.
Solitary?
Shut up, or you'll
never get out of here.
This doesn't
bother you... Flint?
I've been there before.
Move 'em out.
( dramatic theme playing)
Home sweet home.
Hammer?
Distributors need a
little more to work with.
Warden Kyle wants you
to stretch it out with Rogers.
You tell Warden Kyle,
he wants a real fight,
get me a real fighter.
( rock theme playing)
This Jake Flint checks
out. He's a tough one too.
Yeah? Yeah, boy.
Last time they let
him out of solitary
he killed a guard
with a single punch.
That's why they sent him to us.
Sounds like a good prospect.
Let's go welcome the new guard.
Beeman, isn't it?
Had some trouble at the
state prison over at Fort Smith?
Depends on what
you mean by trouble.
You're the big wind here?
Yeah, yeah. Lieutenant Tracton.
Yeah, they said you
had a mouth on you.
Who the hell are they?
TRACTON: Policy review board.
Said you liked to
use your baton too.
Yeah, it's sort of a...
zen thing, you know?
TRACTON: That a fact?
Heard you were in the yard
when they cut
Lieutenant Wilson's throat.
Yeah, I was.
I was the one that put
him in the body bag.
Really?
But Wilson wasn't in the yard,
and they didn't cut his throat.
He was in the laundry room.
Cons smothered
him with a mattress.
So what's with the
thumb on my windpipe?
All the guards are
here at Copperhead
for disciplinary problems.
Undesirables,
potential lawsuits,
embarrassments to the system.
What, are you butterin' me up?
I'm here to straighten you up,
or ship your butt out.
I'm good at what I do,
which is keepin'
slime balls in line.
You don't like
it, start shippin'.
Well, you talk the talk.
Now let's see if you
can walk the walk.
One of the upstanding
citizens in this cell
made a shiv in the machine shop.
Shake it down. Find it.
Outside.
(guards chuckle,
speak indistinctly)
Well, I guess you're just
gonna have to throw 'em out.
( upbeat theme playing)
Can I borrow that, please?
Don't get your salad tossed.
(grunts)
(grunts)
You really want
me to start tearin' up
state property, or do
you wanna stipulate
that there was no shiv in
there, and there never was?
Okay, you can walk the walk.
Take him down to supply,
get him squared away.
( upbeat theme playing)
Check him out.
Done.
(groans)
Get your butts up.
You guys are pathetic.
(clanking on door)
Hey, what's the date?
GUARD: Thirteenth of November,
like it makes any
difference to you.
My name is Lieutenant Tracton.
I am the Chief of Guards.
It is my job in this
establishment to make sure
that your lives are a living
hell, and I love my work.
At Copperhead, it is the policy
that all new inmates start out
in solitary confinement. Ah,
come on, man. You're crazy.
GAGE: Hey?
That's crap. How long?
Until I say you can come out.
You got any more questions?
Yep. Does the ugly come
from your mother's side
of the family, or what?
(laughs)
You think you're tough, punk?
Hell, you don't even
know what tough is.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(grunts)
(yells)
(grunts)
(yells)
(grunts)
You want some tough, tough guy?
What's wrong, tough guy?
I'm gonna break your neck!
(yells indistinctly)
Don't kill him.
(gasping)
Welcome to Copperhead.
Take him to the hole.
Get up.
(groaning)
I got him.
You think it worked?
Yeah, for both of us.
You all right?
I'll let you know in
a couple of days.
( country music
playing over radio)
Yeah, the rumors were right.
They're stagin'
fights between cons.
They're tapin' the fights and
sellin' 'em over the internet.
Guards are gettin'
a piece of the action.
Alex, I'm tellin' you, they're
makin' a mint on this thing.
Where do they fight?
In a place called the pit.
It's right behind D-block.
That's where the
fighters live too.
Wait. You mean like a stable
of gladiators or something?
Somethin' like
that. Now, listen.
They've got this con
here they call the Hammer.
He's real awesome. His
real name is Dirk Savage.
He's killed a few of his
opponents on camera.
I guess he's becoming
some sort of cult figure
in the underground.
Scuttlebutt says
he's the one that killed
the undercover cop.
I'll see if Dan Johnson
can find a web site
selling underground
cage fights on the internet.
Have you seen Walker?
I hear he's supposed to
come out of solitary tomorrow.
He's been in solitary?
Yeah, yeah. That's where
they keep the new cons
so they can check 'em out.
Gage went in today too.
For how long?
He shouldn't be
in too long though.
The way I see it, this
cage fight operation
is real hungry. They
gotta have a steady flow
of heavy hitters to take
on this guy the Hammer.
With Gage's doctored history,
he should be a prime contender.
Alex, I gotta go.
I'll call you again when I can.
( ominous theme playing)
(buzz on door)
You're a lucky man, Flint.
You're goin' to D-block.
What's so special about D-block?
You'll find that out
when you get there.
Let's go.
( suspenseful theme playing)
TRACTON: Open D-block.
(chatter)
Hey, Tracton, new meat?
Yeah.
Who's the bigmouth?
Dirk Savage, affectionately
known as the Hammer.
The Hammer? Why?
Like I told you before,
Flint, you'll find out.
Enjoy your new home.
Which one's my bunk?
I'm Gill Stout.
Tom Munger.
Jake Flint.
How'd you get all this stuff?
We have to fight every week.
No rounds, no holds
barred, and it's all on camera.
This Hammer guy,
what's his story?
STOUT: He used to collect for
the mob. Used to be a leg-breaker,
with a perfect
collection record.
He's treated like
a king in here.
Gets anything he wants.
Booze, drugs, women.
For fighting? For winning.
STOUT: The Hammer's never lost.
You try to stay away from him.
What if you don't fight him?
Then you die.
( dramatic theme playing)
( ominous theme playing)
( dramatic theme playing)
What are you doin'?
Take it easy. It's just
routine. I don't care.
Look, we had some troubles
with an undercover cop in here.
Now every new man,
con or guard, is checked
and double-checked.
You got a problem with
that, take it up with Tracton.
Take what up with Tracton?
Nothin'. I guess you
gotta do what you gotta do.
Problems with an
undercover cop, huh?
Guess that cramped your style.
Never missed a beat.
Aren't you supposed
to be on the block?
Came to get my asthma inhaler.
If I don't get a couple
of hits a day I vapor lock.
Anything else I
can help you find?
No, I'm through in here.
Get back onto the block.
Don't forget to lock up.
Anything?
Nothin'.
Lock up. Let's go.
( ominous theme playing)
Strip to the waist. Grease up.
Time to find out
what you're made of.
What's this for?
It's for the camera. We're
gonna make you a star.
Who'd he draw?
Wide Load Lundgren.
(grunts)
(people whistling)
( action theme playing)
Come on.
All right, camera
one, pull in there.
(people cheering)
That's it, guys. That's
it. That's what I want.
Camera three, get
around the outside.
(yelling indistinctly)
Go get him!
MAN: Come on, what do you got?
Camera two, focus up, would you?
Come on!
(crowd shouting)
Go for the blood.
Go for the blood.
Get in there tight. Tight.
Come on, don't let him
do that. Get in there.
(crowd cheering)
Go get him.
Go in on his face. Go
in on his face right there.
I wanna see some pain.
That's it. Come on. Come on.
All right, good. Good.
All right. Cut.
Not bad, Flint.
We like a little more
blood, but not bad.
I won, he lost. That's
good enough for me.
You got some pretty quick moves.
I hear you're pretty
quick yourself.
Hang around. Judge for yourself.
(crowd cheering)
All right, camera
one, get low...
Camera three, stay with him.
Stay with him all
the way around.
Move in on him. He's
got him on the fence.
Get the blood on the side
of his eye, all right? Move in.
(grunts)
Get him up.
Tighter.
(door opens)
He's dead.
Well, I guess that's a wrap.
Flint?
Quick enough for you?
You're everything
they say you are.
Hey, I'm havin' a victory
party in my cell tonight.
Warden's importin' a
couple of hot tamales
from the honor farm. My treat.
No, thanks. I'm picky
who I associate with.
Hey!
What did you just say?
He said he's picky
who he associates with.
I know what he said.
TRACTON: Damion Quill,
Marine middle weight
champion three years running.
But he was dishonorably
discharged for killin'
an opponent in the ring.
That's usually viewed
as a risk of the game.
Quill kicked him in the
head when he was down.
Any down side?
Not that I can see.
After he got out
of the Marine Corp
he killed four more
men in a bar fight,
and finally a deputy sheriff
of the Little Rock County jail.
Well, sounds like
a keeper to me.
Bring him out. Who
do we got here?
Jake Flint.
This old boy as tough
as they say he is?
He's as tough as they say he is.
You think he can
take the Hammer?
I don't think anybody
can take the Hammer.
( dramatic theme playing)
TRIVETTE: Flint,
you cost me a
hundred bucks today.
That just makes me feel so sad.
Welcome to Hammer's world.
Hammer's world?
Yeah, Hammer's the
cage fighter, unbeaten.
He's killed five men in here.
STOUT: And four more
that wish they were dead.
Today he killed the man
whose bunk you're about to take.
Tough luck. Excuse me.
Flint?
Thanks for not finishin' me
off when you had the chance.
Let me give you some advice.
When you fight the Hammer,
don't take it easy on him.
Finish him if you get the
chance, or he'll kill you.
Okay.
WOMAN: Come on, Hammer,
loosen up. You're so tense.
Have a drink, Hammer.
I'm picky who I associate with.
Get out.
WOMAN: Whatever.
When I invite
someone to my party,
they don't say no. I did.
I think it's time I taught
you some manners.
(all yelling)
Come on.
All right, shut up.
Only fightin' on my
watch is in the pit.
Flint, you got a date
with the grease trap.
Not until I'm done
with him. Think about it.
Hammer, I wouldn't
wanna be in your shoes
when the warden finds
out you killed this clown
and the cameras weren't rollin'.
You're off the hook, for now.
Let's go.
( rock music playing)
TRIVETTE: I hear they
busted that Arkansas cop
for tryin' to smuggle
out a video tape
of the Hammer killing someone.
I wonder where he got the tape?
Well, this couldn't go on
without the warden's knowledge.
My guess is the warden's office.
You're probably right.
Alex told me two
years ago Warden Kyle
had insurmountable
financial problems.
Now he's a wealthy man
and Tracton just paid cash
for a $50,000 bass boat.
Maybe it's time we
busted this operation
before there's another death.
But we still won't have proof
that the warden's involved.
Yeah, you're right,
and without proof he could
start this all over again.
Why don't I sneak
into the warden's office
and try to find some evidence?
Okay.
Let me ask you something. Yeah?
Why the grease pit?
That's why it's
called hard time.
I think you missed
a chunk there.
( ominous theme playing)
(keys jingling)
( suspenseful theme playing)
( suspenseful theme playing)
KING: If you want me to
keep selling these tapes,
I need more action.
You want more
action? I want Flint.
What's the problem?
KYLE: Yeah, from
what I've heard,
Flint should be able to give
Hammer one hell of a fight.
What about this new kid, Quill?
Pure nitro. Why don't
we start with him?
Let's not forget why you brought
this unique project
to me to begin with.
Money. We all want it.
It's no coincidence
that we're all makin' it.
Now, these may be
brutal cage fights to you,
but in truth they are theater.
You always leave them
wanting more. Anticipation.
Now that's what we're selling.
Yes, indeed, the
Hammer should fight Quilt.
It's Quill. Whatever.
And, yes, the Hammer
should fight Flint,
but except for those
of us in this room,
who knows their names?
Oh, let's not blow a
great chance here.
I will build the reputations
of both Quill and Flint.
I'll hype the hell out
of them on the net
as they work their
way through the ranks.
The only two men
who might be able
to unseat the mighty
Hammer of D-block.
Not on their best day.
When one of them finally
does meet the Hammer
in the main event, there
will be a huge demand.
A demand which will
lead to huge profits.
But I still want Flint.
If he doesn't lose
in the preliminaries,
you're gonna get him.
What if he loses?
Then I'll put him
in a cell with you.
The rest is up to you.
One way or the other,
you're gonna get Flint.
(laughs)
( rock theme playing)
That's Quill.
Kid's not bad.
Where you at now, huh?
He's cocky, but
he's good. I like him.
Huh? Ah!
(grunting)
That's Flint. He might
just take the Hammer.
I don't know.
♪ It's always number two ♪
♪ You get nasty ♪
(grunts)
(crowd cheering)
♪ It's only real When
you can steal it ♪
(yells)
(yells)
(grunts)
(crowd cheering)
Take him to the infirmary.
What's the damage?
Concussion. He'll live.
Get him out of there. Come on.
You're next.
( rock music playing over radio)
(women laughing)
♪ She knows just
what She wants ♪
♪ She gets what she needs ♪
♪ And you won't even know ♪
You know, Tracton, I've been
getting a bad feeling lately,
so... I think after
the fight tomorrow
I'm gonna shut everything down.
I want you to tell
Hammer that I'm expecting
something special.
A fight to the death.
( dramatic theme playing)
(chatter)
Get greased. You're
up in 20 minutes.
You know, we're the only
two that haven't been beaten.
I guess we're gonna
have to fight each other.
And the winner takes Hammer.
Well, I'm gonna win.
You're taking a dive.
Wait a minute. Don't you
think we should flip for it?
No. I win, you lose. Understand?
All right.
Showtime.
By the way, you're not
gonna be fighting each other.
What?
No, Hammer wants
to fight you both.
Sort of a double-header.
He wants to fight us both?
I just said that. At once?
No. First one, then the other.
He'll pick the order.
And you should know,
he's promised his promoter
he's gonna kill you both.
(loud chatter)
( rock theme playing)
You're first. You're
gonna die real slow.
Take me first, Hammer.
And you're gonna
die even slower.
He made his choice.
Quill's first. Get in there.
( rock theme playing)
Sit down.
What's goin' on?
Hammer's fightin' Quill
and Flint to the death.
(grunts)
Yes!
Alex, it's Jimmy. Jimmy,
what's happening?
Gage is fightin' the Hammer
right now. Walker's up next.
These fights are
to the death, Alex,
so send in the cavalry.
We need 'em now.
Great, all right. I-I gotta go.
Jimmy?
Who were you
talkin' to? My mother.
Oh, your mother's
in the cavalry.
Who are you? A cop? Sheriff?
Another one of those
attorney general snoops?
I'm a Texas Ranger.
Out of state. No wonder
your cover was so good.
Come on!
( rock theme playing)
KING: Tight, tight, tighter.
Yes, this is pure gold...
(laughs, grunts)
TRACTON: Flint!
Yes, yes.
Oh, son of a...
I've been waitin' for this.
Let's get it on.
Beeman's a Texas Ranger.
Chances are Quill
and Flint are too.
Beeman got a call out.
Good job of checkin' him out.
It's nothin' we can't handle.
Please tell me how
we're gonna handle it.
After we kill these guys,
and we'll stage a riot,
we'll blame it on
the cons. All right.
They're both cops.
Kill 'em, Hammer.
(grunts)
(crowd cheering)
I can smell the money now.
(laughs)
(grunts)
Yes!
Come on!
Come on!
(crowd chanting indistinctly)
Yeah! Come on, you guys.
Get him!
Two... Two camera, that's it.
Kill him!
(yelling indistinctly)
MAN: Get down, get down!
LUNDGREN: Look out, Flint.
Flint, get out of here!
(grunts)
(crowd clamoring)
( suspenseful theme playing)
(grunts)
MAN (over P.A.):
Lock down. Lock down.
(door buzzes)
Lock down. Lock down.
( triumphant theme playing)
They opened the warden's safe,
found master tapes
of the cage fights
goin' back two years.
Now they're gonna get
to see what it feels like
to be on the other side
of the cell for a while.
Well, it's over, guys.
Uh... aren't you gonna thank me?
For what?
For softenin' up
the Hammer for you.
Yeah, he was
really soft, all right.
(all laughing)
Let's get out of here. Come on.
( light rock action
theme playing)
♪ 'Cause the eyes
Of the Ranger ♪
♪ Are upon you ♪
♪ Any wrong you
do He's gonna see ♪
♪ When you're in
Texas Look behind you ♪
♪ 'Cause that's where
The Ranger's gonna be ♪
theme playing)
(men shouting indistinctly)
( rock theme playing)
(grunts)
MAN 1: Do it. Get him!
MAN 2: Come on, Hammer.
Hammer, finish him.
(men shouting)
(grunting)
(cheering)
Get it done now.
GUARD: Finish him, Hammer.
(grunts)
(yells)
CROWD (chanting):
Hammer, Hammer, Hammer!
(man speaking indistinctly)
Prisoner outside.
Outside. Move it.
Here's the video,
Lieutenant Tracton.
Hammer kills
Goodhope in two minutes.
I knew you were a cop,
and since you are so
interested in our little enterprise,
you just became part of it.
Tonight you're gonna
have the opportunity
to question the Hammer of
D-block up close and personal.
Get him out of here.
Into the pit!
(man yelling indistinctly)
Come on, ladies.
You might wanna see this.
(shouts indistinctly)
(men shouting indistinctly)
Get that shirt off, buddy.
Come on, get that shirt off him.
Come on, bring it on.
Fresh meat, Hammer.
(grunts)
He's a cop, Hammer.
You know what to do.
Don't let me down.
MAN: Come on!
MAN: Come on, Hammer.
(inmates yelling indistinctly)
Get him. That's it.
(grunting)
MAN: That's it.
MAN: That's it. Come on!
Come on, Hammer.
Nothing got out, warden.
This should end it.
Good.
You know, you'd think
they'd learn. This is my house.
(inmates yelling indistinctly)
Yeah! Kill him off!
Finish him. Finish
him. Finish him.
(bones breaking)
(shouting and cheering)
ALEX: Holland was
an undercover cop.
Sent into Copperhead to
see if there was any truth
to the rumors that
the guards were
staging fights
with the prisoners.
Copperhead prison
authorities said
that Holland couldn't
take the pressure,
so he leapt to his death from
the fourth tier of a cellblock.
Who verified it?
The prison doctor.
He signed the death certificate
and he confirmed
it as a suicide.
Looks more like a
beating than a fall.
Hm. Maybe the cons
found out he was a cop.
Who in the prison knew
he was undercover?
No one, but the warden was
very upset when he found out
that he hadn't been informed
that Holland was on
special assignment
from the Arkansas
attorney general's office.
Sending in an Arkansas
cop was the first mistake.
Yeah, between the guards
and the cons at Copperhead,
they must know every
cop in the state of Arkansas.
That's why the
governor called us
to see if we had someone
to go in undercover.
It's a dangerous assignment
because the corruption
probably goes all the
way up to the warden.
If that's the case, when you
go inside, there's no safety net.
That's right.
( dramatic theme playing)
Walker, the governor
wanted me to tell you
that this is not an order,
and you don't have to go,
which is what I recommend.
Tell the governor I'll go in.
Why didn't I know you
were gonna say that?
Since you can't trust
anybody on the inside,
maybe you should go
in with some backup.
Trivette's right. We
should all three go in.
Well, I hate to say it, but it
would make me feel better.
Okay.
Trivette, you go in as a guard.
You and I'll go in as cons.
I'll go in first.
( light rock action
theme playing)
♪ In the eyes of a Ranger ♪
♪ The unsuspecting stranger ♪
♪ Had better know the truth ♪
♪ Of wrong from right ♪
♪ 'Cause the eyes
Of the Ranger ♪
♪ Are upon you ♪
♪ Any wrong you
do He's gonna see ♪
♪ When you're in
Texas Look behind you ♪
♪ 'Cause that's where
The Ranger's gonna be ♪
( hip hop theme playing)
MAN: Heads up, gentlemen.
Inmates coming in.
All right, break
them out of there.
Come on, maggots,
what do you think this is?
Come on, men.
No one's gonna change
your diaper from this point on.
Move it. My name
is Lieutenant Tracton.
I am Chief of Guards.
My job at this institution is to
make your lives a living hell,
and I love my work.
You've had your three strikes.
You are out, and
now you are mine.
At Copperhead all
new inmates start out
in solitary confinement.
Solitary?
Shut up, or you'll
never get out of here.
This doesn't
bother you... Flint?
I've been there before.
Move 'em out.
( dramatic theme playing)
Home sweet home.
Hammer?
Distributors need a
little more to work with.
Warden Kyle wants you
to stretch it out with Rogers.
You tell Warden Kyle,
he wants a real fight,
get me a real fighter.
( rock theme playing)
This Jake Flint checks
out. He's a tough one too.
Yeah? Yeah, boy.
Last time they let
him out of solitary
he killed a guard
with a single punch.
That's why they sent him to us.
Sounds like a good prospect.
Let's go welcome the new guard.
Beeman, isn't it?
Had some trouble at the
state prison over at Fort Smith?
Depends on what
you mean by trouble.
You're the big wind here?
Yeah, yeah. Lieutenant Tracton.
Yeah, they said you
had a mouth on you.
Who the hell are they?
TRACTON: Policy review board.
Said you liked to
use your baton too.
Yeah, it's sort of a...
zen thing, you know?
TRACTON: That a fact?
Heard you were in the yard
when they cut
Lieutenant Wilson's throat.
Yeah, I was.
I was the one that put
him in the body bag.
Really?
But Wilson wasn't in the yard,
and they didn't cut his throat.
He was in the laundry room.
Cons smothered
him with a mattress.
So what's with the
thumb on my windpipe?
All the guards are
here at Copperhead
for disciplinary problems.
Undesirables,
potential lawsuits,
embarrassments to the system.
What, are you butterin' me up?
I'm here to straighten you up,
or ship your butt out.
I'm good at what I do,
which is keepin'
slime balls in line.
You don't like
it, start shippin'.
Well, you talk the talk.
Now let's see if you
can walk the walk.
One of the upstanding
citizens in this cell
made a shiv in the machine shop.
Shake it down. Find it.
Outside.
(guards chuckle,
speak indistinctly)
Well, I guess you're just
gonna have to throw 'em out.
( upbeat theme playing)
Can I borrow that, please?
Don't get your salad tossed.
(grunts)
(grunts)
You really want
me to start tearin' up
state property, or do
you wanna stipulate
that there was no shiv in
there, and there never was?
Okay, you can walk the walk.
Take him down to supply,
get him squared away.
( upbeat theme playing)
Check him out.
Done.
(groans)
Get your butts up.
You guys are pathetic.
(clanking on door)
Hey, what's the date?
GUARD: Thirteenth of November,
like it makes any
difference to you.
My name is Lieutenant Tracton.
I am the Chief of Guards.
It is my job in this
establishment to make sure
that your lives are a living
hell, and I love my work.
At Copperhead, it is the policy
that all new inmates start out
in solitary confinement. Ah,
come on, man. You're crazy.
GAGE: Hey?
That's crap. How long?
Until I say you can come out.
You got any more questions?
Yep. Does the ugly come
from your mother's side
of the family, or what?
(laughs)
You think you're tough, punk?
Hell, you don't even
know what tough is.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(grunts)
(yells)
(grunts)
(yells)
(grunts)
You want some tough, tough guy?
What's wrong, tough guy?
I'm gonna break your neck!
(yells indistinctly)
Don't kill him.
(gasping)
Welcome to Copperhead.
Take him to the hole.
Get up.
(groaning)
I got him.
You think it worked?
Yeah, for both of us.
You all right?
I'll let you know in
a couple of days.
( country music
playing over radio)
Yeah, the rumors were right.
They're stagin'
fights between cons.
They're tapin' the fights and
sellin' 'em over the internet.
Guards are gettin'
a piece of the action.
Alex, I'm tellin' you, they're
makin' a mint on this thing.
Where do they fight?
In a place called the pit.
It's right behind D-block.
That's where the
fighters live too.
Wait. You mean like a stable
of gladiators or something?
Somethin' like
that. Now, listen.
They've got this con
here they call the Hammer.
He's real awesome. His
real name is Dirk Savage.
He's killed a few of his
opponents on camera.
I guess he's becoming
some sort of cult figure
in the underground.
Scuttlebutt says
he's the one that killed
the undercover cop.
I'll see if Dan Johnson
can find a web site
selling underground
cage fights on the internet.
Have you seen Walker?
I hear he's supposed to
come out of solitary tomorrow.
He's been in solitary?
Yeah, yeah. That's where
they keep the new cons
so they can check 'em out.
Gage went in today too.
For how long?
He shouldn't be
in too long though.
The way I see it, this
cage fight operation
is real hungry. They
gotta have a steady flow
of heavy hitters to take
on this guy the Hammer.
With Gage's doctored history,
he should be a prime contender.
Alex, I gotta go.
I'll call you again when I can.
( ominous theme playing)
(buzz on door)
You're a lucky man, Flint.
You're goin' to D-block.
What's so special about D-block?
You'll find that out
when you get there.
Let's go.
( suspenseful theme playing)
TRACTON: Open D-block.
(chatter)
Hey, Tracton, new meat?
Yeah.
Who's the bigmouth?
Dirk Savage, affectionately
known as the Hammer.
The Hammer? Why?
Like I told you before,
Flint, you'll find out.
Enjoy your new home.
Which one's my bunk?
I'm Gill Stout.
Tom Munger.
Jake Flint.
How'd you get all this stuff?
We have to fight every week.
No rounds, no holds
barred, and it's all on camera.
This Hammer guy,
what's his story?
STOUT: He used to collect for
the mob. Used to be a leg-breaker,
with a perfect
collection record.
He's treated like
a king in here.
Gets anything he wants.
Booze, drugs, women.
For fighting? For winning.
STOUT: The Hammer's never lost.
You try to stay away from him.
What if you don't fight him?
Then you die.
( dramatic theme playing)
( ominous theme playing)
( dramatic theme playing)
What are you doin'?
Take it easy. It's just
routine. I don't care.
Look, we had some troubles
with an undercover cop in here.
Now every new man,
con or guard, is checked
and double-checked.
You got a problem with
that, take it up with Tracton.
Take what up with Tracton?
Nothin'. I guess you
gotta do what you gotta do.
Problems with an
undercover cop, huh?
Guess that cramped your style.
Never missed a beat.
Aren't you supposed
to be on the block?
Came to get my asthma inhaler.
If I don't get a couple
of hits a day I vapor lock.
Anything else I
can help you find?
No, I'm through in here.
Get back onto the block.
Don't forget to lock up.
Anything?
Nothin'.
Lock up. Let's go.
( ominous theme playing)
Strip to the waist. Grease up.
Time to find out
what you're made of.
What's this for?
It's for the camera. We're
gonna make you a star.
Who'd he draw?
Wide Load Lundgren.
(grunts)
(people whistling)
( action theme playing)
Come on.
All right, camera
one, pull in there.
(people cheering)
That's it, guys. That's
it. That's what I want.
Camera three, get
around the outside.
(yelling indistinctly)
Go get him!
MAN: Come on, what do you got?
Camera two, focus up, would you?
Come on!
(crowd shouting)
Go for the blood.
Go for the blood.
Get in there tight. Tight.
Come on, don't let him
do that. Get in there.
(crowd cheering)
Go get him.
Go in on his face. Go
in on his face right there.
I wanna see some pain.
That's it. Come on. Come on.
All right, good. Good.
All right. Cut.
Not bad, Flint.
We like a little more
blood, but not bad.
I won, he lost. That's
good enough for me.
You got some pretty quick moves.
I hear you're pretty
quick yourself.
Hang around. Judge for yourself.
(crowd cheering)
All right, camera
one, get low...
Camera three, stay with him.
Stay with him all
the way around.
Move in on him. He's
got him on the fence.
Get the blood on the side
of his eye, all right? Move in.
(grunts)
Get him up.
Tighter.
(door opens)
He's dead.
Well, I guess that's a wrap.
Flint?
Quick enough for you?
You're everything
they say you are.
Hey, I'm havin' a victory
party in my cell tonight.
Warden's importin' a
couple of hot tamales
from the honor farm. My treat.
No, thanks. I'm picky
who I associate with.
Hey!
What did you just say?
He said he's picky
who he associates with.
I know what he said.
TRACTON: Damion Quill,
Marine middle weight
champion three years running.
But he was dishonorably
discharged for killin'
an opponent in the ring.
That's usually viewed
as a risk of the game.
Quill kicked him in the
head when he was down.
Any down side?
Not that I can see.
After he got out
of the Marine Corp
he killed four more
men in a bar fight,
and finally a deputy sheriff
of the Little Rock County jail.
Well, sounds like
a keeper to me.
Bring him out. Who
do we got here?
Jake Flint.
This old boy as tough
as they say he is?
He's as tough as they say he is.
You think he can
take the Hammer?
I don't think anybody
can take the Hammer.
( dramatic theme playing)
TRIVETTE: Flint,
you cost me a
hundred bucks today.
That just makes me feel so sad.
Welcome to Hammer's world.
Hammer's world?
Yeah, Hammer's the
cage fighter, unbeaten.
He's killed five men in here.
STOUT: And four more
that wish they were dead.
Today he killed the man
whose bunk you're about to take.
Tough luck. Excuse me.
Flint?
Thanks for not finishin' me
off when you had the chance.
Let me give you some advice.
When you fight the Hammer,
don't take it easy on him.
Finish him if you get the
chance, or he'll kill you.
Okay.
WOMAN: Come on, Hammer,
loosen up. You're so tense.
Have a drink, Hammer.
I'm picky who I associate with.
Get out.
WOMAN: Whatever.
When I invite
someone to my party,
they don't say no. I did.
I think it's time I taught
you some manners.
(all yelling)
Come on.
All right, shut up.
Only fightin' on my
watch is in the pit.
Flint, you got a date
with the grease trap.
Not until I'm done
with him. Think about it.
Hammer, I wouldn't
wanna be in your shoes
when the warden finds
out you killed this clown
and the cameras weren't rollin'.
You're off the hook, for now.
Let's go.
( rock music playing)
TRIVETTE: I hear they
busted that Arkansas cop
for tryin' to smuggle
out a video tape
of the Hammer killing someone.
I wonder where he got the tape?
Well, this couldn't go on
without the warden's knowledge.
My guess is the warden's office.
You're probably right.
Alex told me two
years ago Warden Kyle
had insurmountable
financial problems.
Now he's a wealthy man
and Tracton just paid cash
for a $50,000 bass boat.
Maybe it's time we
busted this operation
before there's another death.
But we still won't have proof
that the warden's involved.
Yeah, you're right,
and without proof he could
start this all over again.
Why don't I sneak
into the warden's office
and try to find some evidence?
Okay.
Let me ask you something. Yeah?
Why the grease pit?
That's why it's
called hard time.
I think you missed
a chunk there.
( ominous theme playing)
(keys jingling)
( suspenseful theme playing)
( suspenseful theme playing)
KING: If you want me to
keep selling these tapes,
I need more action.
You want more
action? I want Flint.
What's the problem?
KYLE: Yeah, from
what I've heard,
Flint should be able to give
Hammer one hell of a fight.
What about this new kid, Quill?
Pure nitro. Why don't
we start with him?
Let's not forget why you brought
this unique project
to me to begin with.
Money. We all want it.
It's no coincidence
that we're all makin' it.
Now, these may be
brutal cage fights to you,
but in truth they are theater.
You always leave them
wanting more. Anticipation.
Now that's what we're selling.
Yes, indeed, the
Hammer should fight Quilt.
It's Quill. Whatever.
And, yes, the Hammer
should fight Flint,
but except for those
of us in this room,
who knows their names?
Oh, let's not blow a
great chance here.
I will build the reputations
of both Quill and Flint.
I'll hype the hell out
of them on the net
as they work their
way through the ranks.
The only two men
who might be able
to unseat the mighty
Hammer of D-block.
Not on their best day.
When one of them finally
does meet the Hammer
in the main event, there
will be a huge demand.
A demand which will
lead to huge profits.
But I still want Flint.
If he doesn't lose
in the preliminaries,
you're gonna get him.
What if he loses?
Then I'll put him
in a cell with you.
The rest is up to you.
One way or the other,
you're gonna get Flint.
(laughs)
( rock theme playing)
That's Quill.
Kid's not bad.
Where you at now, huh?
He's cocky, but
he's good. I like him.
Huh? Ah!
(grunting)
That's Flint. He might
just take the Hammer.
I don't know.
♪ It's always number two ♪
♪ You get nasty ♪
(grunts)
(crowd cheering)
♪ It's only real When
you can steal it ♪
(yells)
(yells)
(grunts)
(crowd cheering)
Take him to the infirmary.
What's the damage?
Concussion. He'll live.
Get him out of there. Come on.
You're next.
( rock music playing over radio)
(women laughing)
♪ She knows just
what She wants ♪
♪ She gets what she needs ♪
♪ And you won't even know ♪
You know, Tracton, I've been
getting a bad feeling lately,
so... I think after
the fight tomorrow
I'm gonna shut everything down.
I want you to tell
Hammer that I'm expecting
something special.
A fight to the death.
( dramatic theme playing)
(chatter)
Get greased. You're
up in 20 minutes.
You know, we're the only
two that haven't been beaten.
I guess we're gonna
have to fight each other.
And the winner takes Hammer.
Well, I'm gonna win.
You're taking a dive.
Wait a minute. Don't you
think we should flip for it?
No. I win, you lose. Understand?
All right.
Showtime.
By the way, you're not
gonna be fighting each other.
What?
No, Hammer wants
to fight you both.
Sort of a double-header.
He wants to fight us both?
I just said that. At once?
No. First one, then the other.
He'll pick the order.
And you should know,
he's promised his promoter
he's gonna kill you both.
(loud chatter)
( rock theme playing)
You're first. You're
gonna die real slow.
Take me first, Hammer.
And you're gonna
die even slower.
He made his choice.
Quill's first. Get in there.
( rock theme playing)
Sit down.
What's goin' on?
Hammer's fightin' Quill
and Flint to the death.
(grunts)
Yes!
Alex, it's Jimmy. Jimmy,
what's happening?
Gage is fightin' the Hammer
right now. Walker's up next.
These fights are
to the death, Alex,
so send in the cavalry.
We need 'em now.
Great, all right. I-I gotta go.
Jimmy?
Who were you
talkin' to? My mother.
Oh, your mother's
in the cavalry.
Who are you? A cop? Sheriff?
Another one of those
attorney general snoops?
I'm a Texas Ranger.
Out of state. No wonder
your cover was so good.
Come on!
( rock theme playing)
KING: Tight, tight, tighter.
Yes, this is pure gold...
(laughs, grunts)
TRACTON: Flint!
Yes, yes.
Oh, son of a...
I've been waitin' for this.
Let's get it on.
Beeman's a Texas Ranger.
Chances are Quill
and Flint are too.
Beeman got a call out.
Good job of checkin' him out.
It's nothin' we can't handle.
Please tell me how
we're gonna handle it.
After we kill these guys,
and we'll stage a riot,
we'll blame it on
the cons. All right.
They're both cops.
Kill 'em, Hammer.
(grunts)
(crowd cheering)
I can smell the money now.
(laughs)
(grunts)
Yes!
Come on!
Come on!
(crowd chanting indistinctly)
Yeah! Come on, you guys.
Get him!
Two... Two camera, that's it.
Kill him!
(yelling indistinctly)
MAN: Get down, get down!
LUNDGREN: Look out, Flint.
Flint, get out of here!
(grunts)
(crowd clamoring)
( suspenseful theme playing)
(grunts)
MAN (over P.A.):
Lock down. Lock down.
(door buzzes)
Lock down. Lock down.
( triumphant theme playing)
They opened the warden's safe,
found master tapes
of the cage fights
goin' back two years.
Now they're gonna get
to see what it feels like
to be on the other side
of the cell for a while.
Well, it's over, guys.
Uh... aren't you gonna thank me?
For what?
For softenin' up
the Hammer for you.
Yeah, he was
really soft, all right.
(all laughing)
Let's get out of here. Come on.
( light rock action
theme playing)
♪ 'Cause the eyes
Of the Ranger ♪
♪ Are upon you ♪
♪ Any wrong you
do He's gonna see ♪
♪ When you're in
Texas Look behind you ♪
♪ 'Cause that's where
The Ranger's gonna be ♪