Angel sees this. He stops breathing.
He’s guided by a senior inmate, BIG JOE, who’s doing it for a cigarette. BIG JOE > That’s your bunk. Bottom rack. Don’t put nothing on the floor. Angel looks at his cell. A steel toilet. Two thin mattresses. A small window with bars. prison life script
ACROSS THE ROOM: Corrigan holds court. His table is full. He leans in and whispers to a large, tattooed skinhead named REAPER. Reaper nods. Looks at Angel. Angel sees this