William Allen Young: Braden

Lock Up

Braden

Braden: [Braden finds Manly and a two other guards torturing Leone in his cell] That's enough! Who ordered this?
Manly: The warden. What's it to you?
Braden: Does the warden hate this guy enough to kill him? 'Cause that ain't my job.
Manly: Check out *Mr. Sensitive* here; he thinks we're treating Leone too rough. So who are you, one of the cops or one of the cons?
Braden: You want me? Come on!
[as Manly savagely turns on Braden, Meissner walks in on them]
Captain Meissner: Break it up...! Damn you, I said break it up! BREAK IT THE HELL UP...!
[He forcefully parts Braden and Manly]
Captain Meissner: Your stick, Mister Braden.
Manly: [to Meissner] Warden's orders.
[to Braden]
Manly: You're lucky he showed up, Pussy.
[Braden lunges at him but is stopped by Meissner]
Captain Meissner: Then let me *hear* it from the warden. And *you* get out of my sight, before I shine my boots with your face... you fat piece of shit!
Manly: [insulted] What did you call me? Just try that, you sorry limp-dicked nigger...!
[Meissner sends Braden's nightstick crashing into Manly's solar plexus; Manly sags to his knees, gasping and choking]
Captain Meissner: Get him out of my sight. Now.
[Braden and the other guards pull Manly to his feet and haul him away]
Captain Meissner: And don't ever call me "sorry" again!
[Turns back to Leone]
Captain Meissner: You -- Time's up. Let's go.