“Remember when your high school history teacher said that the course of human events changes ‘cause of the deeds of great men? Well, the bitch was lying. Fuck Caesar, fuck Lincoln, fuck Mahatma Gandhi. The world keeps moving cause of you and me, the anonymous. Revolutions get going cause there ain’t enough bread. Wars happen over a game of checkers.”
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“Now, I’m not saying the men in Oz are innocent. I am saying that they are not here because of the crimes they have committed, but the color of their skin. Their lack of education. The fact that they are poor! You see, this riot is not about getting smoking back, conjugal rights - it’s not even about life in prison. It’s about society taking responsibility. It’s about the whole horrid judicial system! We don’t need more prisons, bigger prisons, better prisons. We need better justice.”

Oz, episode 1.08, A Game of Chess.

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Oz,S01E08 | A Game of Checkers

“Remember when your high school history teacher said that the course of human events changes ‘cause of the deeds of great men. Well, the bitch was lying. Fuck Caesar, fuck Lincoln, fuck Mahatma Gandhi. The world keeps moving cause of you and me, the anonymous. Revolutions get going cause there ain’t enough bread. Wars happen over a game of checkers.”

-Augustus Hill,Oz S01E08 A Game of Checkers

Hill: You gotta take him to ER!
Vahue: Hill, I go out there, they gonna kick my fucking ass.
Hill: They gonna be kicking our asses anyway, brother.
Vahue: No way. This ain’t my fault, Hill. He is definitely not my problem, man. I did not start all this shit, Hill!
Hill: What difference does it make, huh? Look, you think ‘cause of who you are you can pick and choose when to take responsibility. You can’t. Sometimes you gotta step up. All right? Look at him! Look at him! Dobbins and that cello, that’s all he had, man. That’s like me and my chair. That’s who he was. That’s like you and basketball.

Oz S01E08, A Game of Checkers

Ryan: Hey, roomie. So, how crazy are you?
Beecher: Crazy?
Ryan: Well, you broke the glass, you blinded Schillinger, took a shit on his face…
Beecher: (Sees several Aryans staring at him through the glass.) Hey! What the fuck are you looking at?
Ryan: You see, this is what I’m talking about. The old Beecher woulda hid just now.
Beecher: Yeah, well, I left the old Beecher in the hole.
Ryan: I hear you. (Touches Beecher’s back.)
Beecher: Hey, don’t get so close to me. OK?
Ryan: OK. Look, any day the Muslims are gonna riot. I may need you, crazy or not.
Beecher: Need me to do what?
Ryan: Be my brother.