Bad Boys Page #3

literacy test you took, that reading test.

You should be in the third grade.

All right. Yay.

Well, I got my own reading test for you.

I want you to read the comic book

I'm gonna give you

and write a report on it.

- Sh*t.

- Oh, man.

All right. I want you to write about

the characters and the storyline.

All right? Keep it simple.

What "line"?

Spelling, punctuation, they count.

Let's get started.

It's gotta be done this period.

Sir, I don't think Lofgren can handle this.

- It's a little too advanced for him.

- Shut up.

All right.

I'm not telling you again.

He has a mouth.

Well, let's go. Get to work.

More, Jew boy.

That's a good little kike.

Hurry up.

What?

What? Armstrong? Armstrong? Armstrong?

Can I have your spoon?

Mighty Mouse.

Horowitz!

Get off me! Move!

Get off me! Get out of the way!

Don't put... Don't put me inside there, man!

You can't put me in there! I hate solitary.

Man, don't put me in there alone!

I hate being alone!

Let me go. Let me go, you f***ing a**hole.

Let me go, man.

Don't put me in solitary. F*** you.

Don't put me in solitary, man. Let me go.

Let me go. Don't put me in there, man.

That's it.

- Yeah. Yeah.

- Don't do it! Get away from the door, man!

Can't someone... Hey, let me out.

You watch it, all right?

You can make all the noise you want now.

Let me out of here, you f***ing a**hole.

You can't keep me in here! Let me out!

Let's go.

Man, are you crazy?

Paco.

Let's go.

Hey, man, she saw your face.

I know.

Paco.

Do it.

Do it.

Hey. Get over here.

Hold it right there, buddy.

We need your cooperation, J.C.

I know what you're going through.

Believe me.

But if you don't press charges,

this guy's gonna walk out of here.

Don't let that animal get away with this.

I wanna talk with Mick.

I don't get this sh*t.

Maybe you got some kind of

reading disability.

- Like what?

- Like you can't read.

O'Brien.

Bye.

She'll be all right.

What's going on inside you right now?

What do you feel?

I just feel like crying.

That's okay.

CW-

I've seen people cry before.

You're number one, number two,

number three, number four, number five.

Remember your numbers. Lieutenant.

Okay, number one. Turn around. Face me.

What's your name?

- Theodore Aparecia.

- Where do you live?

- 1872, South Racine.

- How old are you?

- Seventeen.

- Turn around. Face the wall.

Number two, turn around and face me.

- What's your name?

- Richard DeLeon.

- Where do you live?

- 2166, South Morgan.

- How old are you?

- Eighteen.

Okay. Turn around and face the wall.

Number three, turn around and face me.

- What's your name?

- Paco Moreno.

That's him.

Never mind, miss. Hold on.

What's your address?

- That's him.

- 2395, Grand Avenue.

- How old are you?

- That's the one that raped me.

Okay, turn around and face the wall.

I'm sorry about J.C.

I really mean that.

I gotta see her.

They're not gonna let you

out of here, O'Brien.

Well, I'm not asking.

You want some company?

That's one. Stay, stay, stay.

- Throw it, dawg.

- Throw it, throw it.

We go straight through, right here.

We'll make it.

How do we get through this?

Leave it to Beaver.

I'm out of here next week.

Let's hope I don't see you again,

'cause if I do...

- I'll break your face all over again.

- We can start right now, chump.

What's the problem?

- No problem.

- No problem.

Hey, Tweety.

Yeah. Tweety!

- Hey.

- What it is.

Get him in here.

- You're right.

- Come over here, brother.

Yo, what's up, man?

Yeah. Come on. Let's go.

Hey! Come on, let's go.

Keep moving. Let's go.

- What's the matter? You hurt?

- I twisted my ankle.

You're not hurt, Horowitz, come on.

Move on. Keep going.

- All right, all right, let's go.

- Hey, watch deep right.

- Throw the ball.

- Get out of the way, man.

Go, go, go, go!

- You ready?

- Yeah.

Back of the line.

- Don't dance.

- All right, give it back, baby.

Oh, man. Hey, wait. Now, get over here!

Call signal six.

Hey, get this sh*t off me!

Oh, f***!

Wagner! Come on, man.

I hear them over here.

Go.

Go!

Oh, sh*t.

I can't get this off me.

Stupid sh*t!

F*** you, pig.

- Hey! Hey, hey!

- Wagner, man!

Wagner! Wagner!

Wait! Leave the kid alone, man!

What's wrong with you?

O'Brien is gone, man. You let him get away!

Mick.

No.

One minute, one minute.

O'Brien.

Let's go, man.

Come on, come on, come on.

Open up, 407!

Open up, 222!

Open up, 217!

This is it, man. The bigs.

Major league.

Nice, huh?

F*** up again,

this is where you're gonna end up.

Like I said, life's a choice, right?

It's up to you.

Open up, 344!

Under ordinary circumstances, O'Brien,

I'd add six months to your time.

But just this once,

I'm gonna give you another chance.

Consider yourself lucky. Frank!

Just remember, you're supposed to be

some kind of an example here.

Don't make a fool out of me, O'Brien.

You look terrible.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

Did you see J.C.?

Yeah.

John, take this. Get that.

Yo, O'Brien!

I gotta talk to you.

Okay, here it comes.

Paco Moreno is here.

He's being processed right now

and he'll be coming into C-block.

I don't have to tell you,

we're not exactly thrilled about this,

but we had a logjam in admissions,

and that's the way it is.

Now, I suggest you stay cool.

Because if you f*** up,

the only person you'll be f***ing up is you.

You've got six months to go before review.

Do your time clean and you walk.

Any trouble,

and you could grow old in here, Jack.

- Understand?

- Yes, sir.

I can't hear you.

Yes, Sir.

Your bad!

This facility runs on a point system.

Points are time.

You get points for doing good

and points for screwing up.

Doing good is no trouble.

Coping a positive attitude.

While screwing up is fighting,

running for the fence,

and coping a sh*t attitude,

just like you're doing right now,

for instance.

Moreno, we know all about you and O'Brien.

Really?

And I just don't want any sh*t from you.

I want that dorm to stay nice and quiet.

What makes you think

I'm gonna give you any trouble?

Hey, man, the only reason you're here

is because there's no room for you

any place else.

Well, then why don't you get me a room

at the Holiday Inn?

Why don't you wise up?

Do you know what goes on inside here?

Time stands still.

Outside, everybody else goes on

with their lives.

Working, making money, getting laid,

all that good sh*t.

But in here, time just stops dead.

Look at your bad self, man.

I was into that gang sh*t for half my life.

It's dumb-f***ing-nowhere sh*t!

Hey, in here, everybody's the same.

And I mean everybody.

So, until we get you transferred,

I expect you to make good time.

That's right, that's right.

We gonna have your ass shipped down state

as soon as there's an opening

in another facility.

That could take a week, or a month,

or maybe even a year.

But until you go,

you're gonna be real cool.

You got it?

Well, well.

O'Brien,

how's it going?

I hear you're king sh*t in this place.

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