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Exley starts out after them.<br />
INT. CELL BLOCK - NIGHT<br />
Stensland in the lead. Pulling out a blackjack, he<br />
enters Cell #4, begins wailing on one of the Mexicans --<br />
Dinardo.<br />
STENS<strong>LA</strong>ND<br />
For ours, Pancho. And you're<br />
getting off easy.<br />
Cheered on by drunks in the tank and his fellow officers,<br />
Stensland goes wild. He's joined by Lentz, Crumley and<br />
Tristano. Shaking his head, Jack Vincennes moves away.<br />
INT. SQUAD ROOM - NIGHT<br />
Bud types his report with one finger. Jack looks in.<br />
JACK<br />
White, you better get a lease on<br />
Stens before he kills someone.<br />
INT. CELL BLOCK - NIGHT<br />
Followed by Jack, Bud forces his way through the crowd.<br />
The men who see it's him quickly clear a path.<br />
Swigging from a pint of gin, Stensland works skinny<br />
GARCIA. Head saps. The kid drops to his knees drooling<br />
blood.<br />
Bud grabs Stensland, hauls him off of Garcia who looks<br />
up.<br />
GARCIA<br />
Fuck you, pendejo.<br />
Yeah yeah...<br />
BUD<br />
GARCIA<br />
And fuck your mother too.<br />
Bud sees red. Letting go of Stensland, Bud White picks<br />
up Garcia by the neck. There are cheers, "Attaboys" and<br />
"Holy Fucks" as Bud bangs Garcia's head on the ceiling.<br />
EXLEY<br />
(arriving)<br />
Stop, Officer! That's an order!
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