"You got to get me out of here." Jackson tells Maggie as she visits them. "I'm not cut out for this place at all. Look at me-I can't eat, I can't sleep. I am going to die in this place if I don't get out of here soon. You don't know what it's like being cut off from the outside world. What year is it? Who's president? When is the new Spider-Man movie coming out? Where can I get a good burger? Why am I still here?" He rambles.
"Jackson, you should really relax. You've only been in here one day." Maggie tells him over the phone. "You're gonna get out of here soon." She says as she touches the glass window.
"Well, it's been a very hard day. Did you know they have a yard here where you can exercise for free? That's crazy!"
Maggie sighs.
"What?"
"Well, before I go, I made you a cake." She says as she slides the cake to him.
"A cake, huh?" He says, winking at her. He destroys the cake searching for something hidden. "Nothing?! No crowbar, no shiv? No bobby-pins or a pocket knife?! Who the hell brings a cake to a prisoner without putting a means of escape inside? How do you expect us to break out of this place?" He yells at Maggie, who's simply looking at him from the other side of the window.
Suddenly a guard yanks the phone from his hand and grabs him by the collar of his prison suit.
"Mother." Jackson whimpers out.
"Ooh! Where we going now, guard?" April asks him.
"Phew!" April says as she is wiping her forehead. "Excuse me," She tells the guard. "What's the goal here? I mean, are we building something, or just making rocks into smaller rocks?" She asks him. "And would it be possible for me to switch places with that pituitary case over there?" She asks, pointing at Callie.
Callie growls as she hears her name.
"I burn easily." April says.
"Sorry, but you'll have to pardon my friend." Jackson tells them. "The heat's getting to her. She should be used to this as she's from Ohio."
"But, I'm not used to this. It's too damn hot!" April complains. "And this guy is pretty damn good looking! You look like a Matthew. Can I call you Matthew?"
"Call me anything you like, pretty lady, but I do prefer Matthew." He tells her.
"She's not a hardened criminal like you." Jackson tells Callie. "I mean, I shouldn't assume that a good looking woman like you can be a hardened criminal, but in my defense, you do have a Neanderthal-shaped head, which I normally equate with stupidity- uh, not that you're stupid. I just mean that you look stupid. I don't mean that as an insult. I mean, some people think stupid to mean cool. Like, "that's a stupid car," "you've got a stupid apartment." I should stop talking." Jackson rambles. "I'm just very nervous right now. I tend to ramble when I'm nervous. You know what the word ramble means? You're probably too stupid to know- and here, I mean stupid-stupid, not stupid-cool." He says, as he nervously chuckles.
"Aah!" Callie growls. She breaks the shackles around their ankles that connects her, April, Jackson and a few others are sharing.
"Yes! We're free!" Jackson yells out as he drags April with him.
"Jackson, what are you doing?! Put me down, now!" April says.
They are all grunting as Jackson and April are running away from Callie.
"Ahh!" Callie yells from a distance.
"Get back here!" The guards yell.
Jackson grasps as they come to a cliff.
"There's only one thing to do." April says as she turns to Callie and the others. She puts her hands up and stands in a fighting position. "Teach that bully a thing or-"
"Jump!" Jackson says as he jumps over the cliff.
"Two!" She yells as they are falling over the cliff.