SHIRLEY!? BUT HOW…

ON YOUR KNEES AND FACE THE WALL, RALPH, DARLING. AND TO THINK I WAS WORRIED ABOUT PLAYING WITH YOUR EMOTIONS… I MUST BE GETTING SENTIMENTAL.

APPARENTLY, IT LOOKS LIKE I WASN'T THE ONLY ONE TO SEE YOUR POTENTIAL. IT SEEMS THE LITTLE DOC IS ONLY TOO READY TO DO ANYTHING TO "BUY YOUR WAY OUT" AS YOU PUT IT. SORRY, RALPH, YOU SEEMED LIKE A NICE GUY.

YOU'RE… YOU'RE GOING TO KILL ME?..

NOT IMMEDIATELY, SWEETHEART.

ONCE THING'S FOR SURE, LIEUTENANT, YOU CERTAINLY HAVE A GIFT FOR LAST MINUTE THEATRICALS. SHIRLEY, IS THAT YOUR CHRISTIAN NAME?

ZIP IT, "CAPTAIN"! YOU HAVE A GIFT FOR MAKING MY LIFE DIFFICULT.

LET'S JUST SAY THAT I'D CONCOCTED A LITTLE GOLD PLATED ESCAPE PLAN… BUT YOU HAD TO GO AND ESCAPE ALL ON YOUR OWN. END RESULT: I HAD TO IMPROVISE. AND I HATE DOING THAT.

OK, LIEUTENANT, I PROMISE NOT TO DO IT AGAIN.

IF IT WILL HELP YOU, THERE'S AN AMBULANCE ABOUT TO ARRIVE.

TO TAKE STOCKTON TO SPRINGDALE. I KNOW.

BUT I DON'T THINK THAT YOU'RE FRIEND THERE WILL HAVE MUCH NEED FOR IT, "CAPTAIN". HE WON'T HAVE MUCH NEED FOR ANYTHING NOW.

SO, TOM, ANOTHER OF YOUR LOONIES TRYING TO BE CLEVER?

TWO LIFERS WHO TRIED TO MAKE A RUN FOR IT. THEY DID FOR THE WARDEN TOO.