’Prisoners’ Our Father

Give me that card, Johnny.|The key card. All right,|it’s done now. Tell me|what you’re drawing. You said|you were drawing a map. That looks like|a fucking puzzle. You tell me|what you’re drawing. Tell me|what you’re drawing.}I can’t! Yes, you can!|Yes, you can!|Oh, shit! Shit! Yes, you can!|Yes, you can! Take him! Come on!|Yes, you can! Yes, he can! Oh, shit! Gun! Gun! Gun! Bob, don’t!|Put the gun down! Bob. Bob.|Put the gun down! Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, no!|No, no, no! No, no, no! Fuck. Go call a fuckin’