Nothing to it. This is Smith. How you doing, kid?

There he is now.

Yep. That other guy, uh, John Smith, can talk to him. He knows that sign language.

The only trouble is you can't talk to him without the other guy, Smith.

Mr Smith, the warden is doing the best he can. I think Warden Beale is being extremely cooperative.

Now you can come on out of there.

That is not a little error, Hannibal. That is a giant screwup.

I mean, when we talk about John Smith...

Your script... Sinbad Goes To Mars...

- That's right. - Turn out your pockets, boy.

All right, get 'em out there! You're under arrest! Drunk and disorderly!

- Turn out our pockets, man. - What is this, an opening ritual?

If you want him out of there, you're going to have to uncuff me.

We're gonna get him out, Hannibal. You got a problem with that?

See, there's the wings and there's the head.

- That big, tough dude, what's he doin' down there? - He's making ashtrays.

As a matter of fact, I'd be willing to take a look at your operation in a very favourable light...

All right, everybody out.

B.A., bring him out.

Damn! I never saw such quick combinations in my life. That boy may be better than Jase.