(car engine roaring) (car door squeaking) - Okay, there are a few rules that you must obey while
visiting the inmate. You will have 10 minutes
to meet with the inmate, no passing objects, no
passing unauthorized notes, no weapons of any kind, no smoking, no flammable substances,
no prescription drugs. - Keys. - No food, no pictures or
video, no cellphone use, no recording devices, no pencils, pens, or other sharp objects that could harm the inmate or a guard, and finally, no physical contact. Okay, enjoy your visit at Desert Canyon. ♪ The sky's smiling at me ♪ ♪ Nothing but blue skies, do I see ♪ ♪ Never saw the sun shining so bright ♪ ♪ Never saw things going so right ♪ - Wakey, wakey. - Wow, business is
good, God bless America. Now, you see what happens
when you apply yourself? What am I always saying, people? You have to be proactive, like this guy. Take a page out of his book, well done. ♪ Blue birds singing a song ♪ ♪ Nothing but blue birds all day long ♪ - Prisoner 687303, rise
and exit your cell. You have a visitor. (ominous music) - Well, we don't want to
keep your visitor waiting. You never know when it's
gonna be your last one ever. Let's go. - [Guard] Come on.
(ominous music) - It's a damn shame, kid, but that old man of yours
is a monster, you know? He deserves everything
that is coming to him. I'm just sorry his blood runs through you. (ominous music) - [Scorpion] Where are we going? (laughing)
(clapping) - So you do hablar the English. Good, you see, I thought my friend here was gonna have to translate
for us, but this is better. You'll hear it straight from me. You're not going back to the cell block. In fact, you'll never
have to see bars again. Vamonos. Did you know that back in the 1950's, before this was ever a prison, it was actually built
as a fallout shelter? It's true, the government
was so freaked out about the Red Scare that they built dozens of underground bunkers,
including here at Desert Canyon. Eventually, the scare faded, of course, leaving all of these heavily
fortified structures behind, so they figured they'd work as prisons. Over time, everyone forgot
all about what lies beneath. (tense music) (elevator dinging) - Where are you taking me? Someone will come looking. They'll know I'm missing. - You'd be amazed at what a few strokes of a keyboard can do. You see, in here, you're
just numbers in a computer, and this morning, I deleted you. So, I can put you pretty
much anywhere I want because you don't exist. Isn't that fun? I've done it before. - It was you. You ordered the hit. I was told by my employers
that a jealous husband wanted his wife's ex-boyfriend to go away. Wanted it to be a big bang.
(tender music) And then your wife showed up. - And I was told that
you were a professional. (laughing) A flawless record, they said, that you make people disappear. Well, now I'm making you disappear, my way.
(elevator dinging) - He was her lawyer, not her lover. She was gonna leave you. I watched them for weeks,
never saw an affair. They only spoke by phone, and suddenly, she shows
up the day I strike. It felt wrong. (woman distantly speaking) When she called to him, he
was surprised to see her. He rushed to her, saw
something on her face. A bruise, you hit her. You made sure she'd run to him. He was consoling her, not caressing her, and then he did what you knew he would. He put her in his car. You were scared she was
gonna call the feds, tell about what happens in this place. She knew your secrets
and so did the lawyer. - And so do you, which is
why you're disappearing, just like they did. I think I've heard
about enough out of you. Let me show you your new home. Oh, and uh, I think you'll be glad to know that you'll be safe down here, as I have the only set of keys. Now, it's time to say goodbye. (keys jingling) There it is, the deluxe suite. Yeah, I think you're gonna be very happy. (tense music) What the fuck are you doing? - My job, cabron. - Okay, give me that thing. (warden groaning) (coughing) - Just breathe. (gasping)
- Why? - He had a debt to pay. You paid the commission
for one kill, not two. That debt must be paid. - Okay, I'll pay more. (laughing)
I have money. - Oh, we know. That wasn't your money to take. - You'll never make it out of here. You can't just walk out. - Actually, I can. I'm just a number that
you deleted, remember? Besides, I was just visiting. - [Guard] Keys, warden. - Oh, and um, one more thing. You can't be serious. Come on, we can, you can't be serious! (door slamming)
(intense music) (banging)
I have money! Let me go! Come on, you can't just walk away! (distant screaming) - Please let The Hawk know,
I did what was asked of me. I hope this puts things
right with the commission. - Your debt is paid. No more card games for you. - Yeah. (alarm buzzing) - Get off my car. The glasses, nice touch. - Aw, thanks, yeah, they're my dad's. Hey man, that was fun,
we should do it again. Can I be the inmate next time? Maybe you could be, like,
my uncle or something. - [Scorpion] Yeah, sure, kid. - So what's next, boss? - We go see The Hawk. Debts are owed, it's our job to collect. (car engine roaring)
(hiphop music) (credits whooshing)
♪ Es la vida ♪ ♪ Quatro vente pistos pointed ♪ ♪ Botella empty, first
ten rows annointed ♪ ♪ The fiesta's poppin
and all fingers pointed ♪ ♪ Irie eyed vatos got
the whole crowd jointed ♪ ♪ Check in with Ives, catch
me squintin', know why ♪ ♪ I came be let my word fly,
keep the gleam in your eye ♪ ♪ Con mucho drum, roll on
time, let the horn blow ♪ ♪ Gas to the pedal like
metal at a Korn show ♪ ♪ The rhyme rocka with
a shit load of placas ♪ ♪ Grab the mic and freak the rhythm ♪ ♪ 'Till there's no more vavas ♪ ♪ Still mi palabras fade
all boo's and ha ha's ♪ ♪ That includes all who go sissy la la ♪ ♪ So do the cha cha rucca, call me poppa ♪ ♪ Guero came for action hun until manana ♪ ♪ Down for hi-hat crash and whiplash ♪ ♪ City nights, bright
lights, and herb stash ♪ (fire crackling) ♪ Que ondas muchacho arriba las manos ♪ ♪ Gavacho, Moreno penetra tu barrio ♪ ♪ Lacing you with rolas
that will rock back frente ♪ ♪ Rrrr, Blaxican esto para la gente ♪ ♪ Like chanclaso deep like fregadaso ♪ ♪ Still got the Coke and
Rum and flex the brazos ♪ ♪ Then I hit you from a different angle ♪ ♪ Leg sweep, cheap shot,
bird shit, straight cop ♪ ♪ Soy el twin pistollero guerrero ♪ ♪ Don't be afraid of that ♪ ♪ Matter of fact, I got
like 10,000 maniacs ♪ ♪ In the crowd on a very good night ♪ ♪ But keep it hype for
a fraction of that ♪ ♪ To get the feria like that ♪ ♪ Chronica en el aire todos quieren vile ♪ ♪ Plus my sick Latin sty'le ♪ ♪ Quile chuecko as they come ♪ ♪ I could feel the drum,
don't know the words ♪ ♪ Well, you can hum ♪ ♪ Oye muneca ya mueve la cadera ♪ ♪ Sobre el ritmo y las trompetas ♪ ♪ Feel the beat kick hard ♪
