You can't ask me to be fairer with you than that.
Besides, you're not squealing on anybody.

You are the only person in San Quentin who knows where the dynamite is.

You won't hurt anybody's feelings by giving in, and you'll be all to the good from the moment you do give in.

And if you don't--" He paused and shrugged his shoulders significantly.
"Well, if you don't, you start in the ten days right now." The prospect was terrifying.

So weak was I that I was as certain as the Warden was that it meant death in the jacket.