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Execution chamber
They enter. Brutal is waiting for them, gun drawn. Percy peers out from behind the partition wall from the switch room.
PERCY What do I do?
PAUL Watch and learn.
Paul motions Percy behind the wall. Percy sighs, takes his spot next to Jack Van Hay, peers through the wire mesh as Toot plops into Old Sparky, wriggling his skinny ass to get comfy.
TOOT Sittin' down, sittin' down, takin' a seat in Old Sparky's lap...
Paul and Dean kneel to apply the ankle clamps. Brutal steps in from the side, pressing down on the condemned man's left arm to keep him in place until the ankle clamps are secure. Harry moves in from the other side, securing the right arm clamp.
TOOT Gettin' clamped, gettin' clamped, gettin'--ow, shit, watch the skin!
Paul signals " ankles secure." Brutal holsters his pistol, applies the final clamp to the left arm.
BRUTAL Roll on one.
BEHIND THE PARTITION
Van Hay mimes turning the generator knob up, whispering:
VAN HAY " Roll on one" means I turn the generator up full. You'll see the lights go brighter in half the prison...
RESUME MAIN CHAMBER
as Brutal steps before the " condemned" and pronounces:
BRUTAL Arlen Bitterbuck, you have been condemned to die by a jury of your peers, sentence imposed by a judge in good standing in this state.
Do you have anything to say before the sentence is carried out?
TOOT (gleefully) Yeah! I want a fried chicken dinner with gravy on the taters, I want to shit in your hat, and I got to have Mae West sit on my face, because I am one horny motherfucker!
Brutal tries to hold on, but it's impossible--he cracks up. Everybody falls apart, howling helplessly with laughter. Even Jack Van Hay is guffawing behind his partition.
Only Paul is reining it in--he's a little too pissed to go with it. He waits until the laughing fit starts to pass, then:
PAUL Shut up, Brutal. That goes for everybody. I want quiet in here. (turns) Toot, another remark like that, I'll have Van Hay roll on two for real.
BRUTAL (beat, gently) It was pretty funny.
PAUL That's why I don't like it. Tomorrow night we're doing this for real. I don't want somebody remembering a stupid joke like that and getting going again. (off their looks) Ever try not laughing in church once something funny gets stuck in your head. Same goddamn thing.
BRUTAL Sorry, Paul. You're right. Let's keep going. Harry...
Harry takes a black mask and snugs it down over Toot's head, leaving only the crown of his head exposed. Brutal takes a large sponge, dips it in a steel bucket, mimes soaking it...
BEHIND THE PARTITION
PERCY What's with the sponge?
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