Restraint room

...and Billy staggers to his feet in the straitjacket,

inarticulate with rage, starts throwing himself against the

door, screaming at the top of his lungs.

BILLY

ALL I WANTED ME WAS A LITTLE

CORNBREAD, YOU MUTHERFUCKERS!

FADE TO:

INT. E BLOCK - NEXT DAY

Paul and Brutal unlock the restraint room. Billy looks up

from the corner, pale and drained. Softly:

BILLY

I learnt my lesson. I'll be good.

CUT TO:

INT. E BLOCK - DAY

Billy's back in his cell, quiet for a change. Toot-Toot is

outside the bars, mopping the floor. Billy notices a

chocolate Moon Pie in Toot's shirt pocket.

BILLY

Pssss. Hey. Give'ya nickel for

that Moon Pie.

Toot looks around. Nobody's watching, and a nickel's a

nickel. He steps to Billy's bars, swaps the Moon Pie for the

money.

Toot hurries away. Billy unwraps the Moon Pie, makes sure

he's not being watched...and crams the entire thing into his

mouth...

DISSOLVE:

...and here comes Brutal strolling down the Mile, doing a

cell check and jotting on a clipboard. He pauses, seeing:

Billy at his bars. Just standing there staring. His cheeks

bulging way out.

Brutal steps closer, fascinated...what the fuck is that.

Billy waits until he's just a bit closer--

--and he slams his fists against his own cheeks, propelling

a disgusting spew of liquefied chocolate sludge into Brutal's

face. Billy falls back onto his bunk, shrieking with laughter:

BILLY

Li'l Black Sambo, yassuh, boss,

yassuh, howdoo you do?

BRUTAL

(beat, calmly)

Hope your bags are packed.

TIMECUT:

...and once again, Billy gets dragged to the restraint room,

kicking and screaming all the way. They toss him in, slam the

door. Brutal turns, still wiping traces of sludge off.

PAUL

The Moon Pie thing was pretty

original. Gotta give him that.

Brutal nods. They walk away as we

FADE TO:

INT. E BLOCK - DAY

Paul and Brutal appear at Del's bars with Harry and Dean.

PAUL

Del, grab your things. Big day for

you and Mr. Jingles.

DEL

Whatchoo talkin' bout?

PAUL

Important folks heard about your

mouse, wanna see him perform. Not

just guards, either. One of them's

a politician all the way from the

state capital, I believe.

Del swells with pride upon hearing this. He scrounges up Mr.

Jingles props, steps from his cell, looks to Harry and Dean.

DEL

You fellas comin'?

HARRY

We got other fish to fry just now,

Del, but you knock 'em for a loop.

Del nods, beaming happily, looks to Coffey in his cell.

COFFEY

You knock 'em for a loop like Mr.

Harry says, Del.

Brutal leads Del up the Mile, Paul and the others at their

heels. Percy's at the duty desk. He smirks and rolls his eyes

as Del goes by. The moment Brutal and Del are out the door...

...Toot emerges from Paul's office where he's been hiding.

PAUL

Let's move along briskly, folks.

There's not much time.

Toot hurries down to take his place in Del's cell.

TOOT

I'm sittin' down, I'm sittin'

down, I'm sittin' down.

INT. OFFICE/ADMINISTRATION BUILDING - DAY

A HALF DOZEN GUARDS are waiting. We find Bill Dodge fixing

the tie of a fat good ol' boy named EARL.

EARL

Been sweepin' floors here ten

years, never had to wear no damn

tie before.

BILL

You're a V.I.P. today, Earl, so

just shut up.

A KNOCK at the door. Everybody takes a seat. Del is ushered

in by Brutal. Del faces his audience, puts his hands to his

chest in a " thank you" gesture worthy of Lillie Langtry

before her adoring public, then announces grandly:

DEL

Messieurs et mesdames! Bienvenue

au cirque de mousie!