I Must Be In Hell:
Bellick: Geary, I'll go and get that thing we talked about.
Geary: Fine. How long will it take?
Bellick: A day maybe.
Geary: A day?!
Bellick: Just keep an eye on him!
(Teddy sees opportunity)
T-Bag: You know I always liked you, Geary.
Geary: Shut it, Bagwell!!
T-Bag: Look,we can come to some sorta' deal, ya know. We'll split the money both ways. You don't have to do this, Geary. You don't need Bellick!
T-Bag: What do ya say?
Geary: You expect me to just help you?! And let you walk out of here?!
Geary: You're schemes aren't gonna' work for you this time, Teddy.
T-Bag: Geary, I swear to God…Wha-whatever you want I'll give it to you, alright? Money! Whatever you want you can have it!
Geary: I'm not even going to give you the chance!
T-Bag: (looks down) Well ya can't blame a guy for trying..
Geary goes into the kitchen
T-Bag frantically tries to reach down into his sock but fails as the bonds around his wrists are too tight.
He tries again and this time succeeds into withdrawing a pair of scissors. He slides them up his sleeve so as to hide the weapon from his captor.
T-Bag: (sighs with relief) Geary?
Geary: What?! (comes out of kitchen)
T-Bag: Could you help a brother out? Nature is calling - know what I'm saying?
Geary: (grunt) Alright! But no sudden movements. And if you try anything funny then I swear to God, I will kill you myself!
T-Bag: You're too kind (sarcastically)
Geary releases T-Bag from his bonds and pulls him too his feet.
Geary: (pushes T-Bag in front of him) Keep your hands were I can see 'em!
T-Bag: … … …(slides shank out of sleeve and slashes Geary's face)
Geary: ARGH! Son of a bitch! (charges at T-Bag and tackles him to the ground)
T-Bag: (thud) Get…off o- ...me!! (stabs Geary's hand)..
T-Bag: Not nice when I fight back is it, ginger!! (head-butt)
Geary: (grabs hold of T-Bag's hair)..(repeatedly bashes his head against the wall) Bastard!
T-Bag: (slides down wall)
Geary: (kicks the blade away from T-Bag's hand) .(starts kicking him in the ribs) .The fuck! You fucking asshole!
T-Bag: (grabs Geary's foot and twists it)
Geary falls on
his fat ass.
Both Teddy and Geary see the blade across the room.
T-Bag: Ah crap! (reaches for the blade, only to have Geary snatch it away at the last second)
T-Bag and Geary frantically
wrestle over the blade. But as fate had it, Geary managed to get a
good handle of the weapon and dug it deep into T-Bag's right arm. A
scream of pain and shock utters from Bagwell's lips. He rapidly
withdraws the cold steel and plunges it into the un-expecting Geary's
Geary staggers backwards and his back hits the wall.
He was already dead by the time that it took for him to slide down the wall.