After confronting Percy, Bobbie-Jo and the other guards grabbed some shotguns to take along in case something happened. "These are very dangerous guns, and young ladies shouldn't use them," Paul told his daughter as she tried to grab a gun, "You'd better leave this job to us men."
"You have such a pretty face like your mama's," Brutal added as he put his hand onto Bobbie-Jo's shoulder, "Your father doesn't want you to ruin it."
Bobbie-Jo gave a forced smile and decided to let it go and stay away from the big guns.
As the armed men and girl walked alongside Dean, Paul decided to review the plan with the dark blonde man. "Let's go over this one more time," Paul said, "What do you say if someone stops by?"
Dean thought for a moment, and then said, "I'll tell 'em you got upset; I put the lights out, and I put a coat on him, locked him in the restrained room, that he'd been kicking and fussing at things…"
"What about me?" Paul added.
"You got an admin filling in on account of witnesses on how big a screw-up the execution was!" Dean finished as he unlocked the door to John's cell.
As the door opened, John looked down at Paul and Bobbie-Jo and asked them, "We going for a ride now?"
Bobbie-Jo smiled while Paul simply answered, "That's right – we're going for a ride."
"What about us, Dean?" Brutal asked the young man.
"You, Harry, Percy, all them are doing the wash!" Dean responded, "It'll take y'all a few hours before you're back."
Just then, Wild Bill's arm shot out from his cell and grabbed John by his arm! Bobbie-Jo turned around with a shocked yelp as everyone else turned to see Bill surprisingly awake.
"Where y'all think you're going?" Wild Bill asked evilly as he held onto John's arm.
"Let him go!" Bobbie-Jo commanded with a glare.
John felt something go through him before he breathed, "You a bad man!"
"That's right, nigger!" Wild Bill smirked wickedly, "Bad as you want!"
"Watch your mouth, William Wharton!" Bobbie-Jo glared as she started to pull her baton out.
John kept feeling twinges of bad feelings go through him as Bill still held onto and taunted him, "What's wrong? What's wrong?" The violent inmate chuckled evilly before a light bulb exploded in one of the hanging lamps above!
Wild Bill still kept his grip onto the large inmate's arm before Paul calmly removed Bill's hand, and John was finally free. The violent inmate backed away with a whoop and cried out some gibberish before he stammered, "Back on some shitty-ass drug!" Wild Bill turned around a bit, feeling dizzy as he continued, "Had me some shine, or what! Niggers ought to have their own electric chair! White man… ought to have his own sittin' electric chair!" Then he fell backward and fell into a deep sleep on his bed.
John just slowly turned to the guards and said with fear, "He's a bad man!"
Bobbie-Jo looked up at him with concern and nodded, "I know. I'd say he's worse than Percy!"
Later on, a door opened up, and John Coffey and the guards walked up a flight of stairs, up to a storage facility that was outside the prison. John looked up at the starry sky with wonder as he pointed to a group of stars and softly said, "Look, boss!"
"What is it?" Bobbie-Jo whispered as she and her father looked up at the stars.
"Miss Cassie!" John said a bit louder, "The lady in the rocking chair!"
Paul shushed him and whispered, "John, we have to be quiet!"
"He's right," Bobbie-Jo added, "You don't wanna get caught, do you?"
"You see her?" John whispered, "You see the lady?"
"Yeah, we see her, John," Brutal whispered as he motioned for John and the others to follow him.
"Yes," whispered Bobbie-Jo with a grin, "That's Cassiopeia – I studied the stars in school last year. I think my favorite constellation is the Big Dipper!"
"Bobbie-Jo, come on!" Paul whispered to his daughter with force.
Bobbie-Jo nodded and then followed the others, ready for their night journey.