Harm Reduction Part Fifteen - Jail

(Int, Day)
PETE sits in a jail waiting room with several other prisoners. He takes a deep breath and pounds his fists on the cement wall.
A Guy walks by PETE and bumps into him.

GUY:

Sorry man.

PETE:

Don't do that again.

The GUY gives him a little nudge again:

GUY:

Oops.

PETE:

If you do that again I will fucking kill you.:

GUY:

I bet your momma's proud of you.

PETE:

I killed my mom.

Int. day. Prison waiting room for visitors. Several people and kids milling around. JUSTIN sits at a table.

Int. day. Waiting room.

GUY:

Ya right. You're a fucking whackjob. You killed your momma?
What'd she do to you.

PETE:
Nothing. She didn't do anything.

DUSTY:
Who's here to see you?

PETE:
Don't know.

(Int, Day.) Prison visitor's waiting room.

JUSTIN:

(acknowledging other prisoners seeing their families.

Hey Skittles. Hey Bomber. (he nods) Hey Sweat.

Int. Day Waiting Room.

PETE takes a deep breath,

ANNOUNCEMENT:

Pete Kopecky.

There is a buzzes and a metal door slides open. PETE walks through it and into the waiting room.

He sees JUSTIN:

PETE: (to himself)

What the fuck is he doing here.

PETE walks up to JUSTIN.

I came out here to see you? 

JUSTIN:

I thought I'd see how you're doing. I see the thug life is treating you well.

PETE:

I am only here because of you. You set me up you prick.

JUSTIN:

Well, it was very obvious you needed some time off. So you're welcome.

PETE:
Time off from what? You don't even know me.

JUSTIN:
Oh, I know you.