Boot Camp

What are you doing?

Who are you?

Where the hell are my parents?

- Get dressed!

Why are you doing this?

I wasn't gonna do it!

We're trying to help you, Danny.

Here's a list of allergies and things he

can't eat.

Crystal Kid.

Excellent.

Excuse me.

Can I help you?

Uhhuh. I was in here last week.

I bought this.

You said it was new.

When I opened it, it was scratched.

Well, if it was sealed when you bought it...

You probably shrink-wrapped it yourself,

you needledick!

This place is a fraud, okay?

You don't wanna buy anything here!

I'm a little upset...

- Take the register.

That's enough.

This way.

Let's go.

Needledick?

Shut up. Like you didn't like it.

- Maybe for two seconds,

but I work here. I need this job.

- Mmhmm.

So are you coming to Liddy's party tonight?

I don't think so.

Well, I'll be there.

It'll be fun.

All right.

I'll meet you there

at, what, 9:
00?

- Okay.

Bye.

- Bye.

Another satisfied customer.

Mmm. I'm gonna pay for this all week.

Ladies... Tadah!

Okay, who's drinking what?

I'l have a scotch, please.

For you, Bob?

Taking the high road...

Listen, the three strikes law works.

Drugs are a plague on society.

If you can keep the criminals

off the streets,

it's good for everyone.

Amen to that.

You know there were 2 million

incarcerations last year?

We've got to be doing something right.

Uh, excuse me, Karl?

How many strikes am I up to now?

Is there something you want, Sophie?

You know, what concerns me more than drugs

is the plague of corrupt politicians.

Were you looking for this, Karl?

No?

Sorry, everyone.

Mom?

Anyone?

Sophie hasn't been herself lately.

Come with me, honey.

- You know, I don't understand

why you have to search my goddamn room

every single time.

- Sophie, that is enough!

What?

No?

What is wrong with you?

What, Karl?

Huh?

Three strikes and I'm out?

You ran out of strikes a long time ago,

lady.

Hey, where's Sophie?

Uh, late.

# I want to love you

# In my room

# I want to take off

# All your clothes

# I want to see you in the daytime

# I want to see you in my room

# I want to have you

# When the sun shines

# In between the blinds

# So fine do it here in the daytime

What, what, what?

Okay...

I'm sorry.

It's okay... It's okay... I can...

It's torture, but, uh...

I can wait.

- Oh, thanks.

Hey, what's this?

- It's nothing.

What is it?

- Nothing. I swear.

It's nothing. I just, uh...

Karl and my mom just raided my room again.

It got a little heated, that's all.

You like to mess with him, don't you?

No. No, I don't.

Will you do something for me?

Yeah, sure. Anything.

What?

Marry me.

Hehheh. Yeah, okay...

This must be good weed.

No, no, no, no.

Look at me.

Seriously.

I looked into this.

I don't have to be 18

to legally be married in Nevada.

I can finally get away from Karl and my mom

and you and I can just be together.

Please.

My dad left us a trust fund, okay?

We can use it while you go to college.

Whoa, slow down.

You don't wanna marry me?

- No, it's not that.

It's not that I don't want to marry you

or...

Okay, if we ever do get married,

it can't be for legal reasons.

It's got to be just about us.

You know, like, you, me...

love.

Okay.

Sophie Bauer?

Who the hell are you?

Hey!

We have parental consent to take you.

Get off me!

Consent, my ass!

Get the f*** off of me!

We can do this the easy way or the hard way!

Ben!

Sophie!

Ben!

Okay, kid, you asked for it.

Ben!

Sophie!

She needed help, Ben.

Where the hell is she?

- She's away,

and no one can see her.

- For how long?

Perhaps a year.

It's part of the program.

A year? The program?

Your own daughter?

What have you done?

She was hurting herself.

Destroying our family.

It had to stop.

You're wasting your time and ours.

Why don't you just go?

- Screw you.

I told her to take it easy on you,

but she was right.

You're a prick.

All right, kid.

I'm calling the police

if you're not off this property in 20

seconds.

Is this really what you want?

Hey!

Where are you taking us?

Hey?!

Hello?!

They won't answer you.

Where are we?

Fiji.

Where the hell is Fiji?

Oh, f***...

Hey!

It'll be all right.

Let's go!

Everybody, get off the boat.

Hurry! Move it!

It's a long hike.

- Okay!

Let's go, let's go!

Let go of me.

Let's go, let's go.

Come on!

Come on, get up!

Ow! Goddamn! You

- B*tch!

Get off!

You dick.

Keep moving.

Come on, get up.

Come on, come on, let's go!

Move it!

Wilcox, Jack.

Portland.

Excuse me, why are we even standing?

Is your name Jack?

- No.

Then shut up!

Wilcox, Jack!

Cold turkey's on the menu here, boy.

Hope you got an appetite.

Randall, Daniel.

Chicago.

Quiet type, huh?

Bauer, Sophie.

Denver.

Okay, so since you know who we are,

who the f***... Argh!

Get off of me!

My name's Logan.

I'm in charge of security here.

You'll come to appreciate me in due time.

This isn't a prison camp.

You'll notice that there are no walls here.

We don't need them.

If you leave the camp's perimeter,

your sensors will tell us.

And if you think you can swim for it,

take a look around.

You're on an island, surrounded by ocean,

surrounded by more ocean.

And if the undertow doesn't get you,

the sharks will.

Take off any jewelry or personal belongings.

Let's go!

You'll get it back.

Well...

now we're gonna educate you

on how to be strong

and how to follow the rules.

The faster you learn,

the sooner you can go home.

In the meantime, enjoy your stay.

Oh, my God! What the f***?

You're kidding, right?

I mean, we can't stay out here all night!

You a good swimmer, Jack?

Ah...!

Ah!

Each morning when the sun rises,

this land is the first place on Earth

to receive its rejuvenating rays.

We are truly blessed,

and for that we should give thanks.

I'm Dr. Arthur Hail,

founder and director of Camp Serenity.

Please come and join me.

F*ggot.

Jack, right?

Jack, we don't allow those kind of words

within the camp grounds.

What grounds? We're on a beach

in the middle of f***ing nowhere!

It wasn't a very friendly welcome!

Chaining us to cement blocks and nearly

half drowned!

Each one of you have emotionally,

psychologically,

and even physically kept

your parents chained

to a block of concrete day

and night for years now.

So we think it's only fair to let our

newcomers experience

what it feels like to be

in your parents' shoes,

if only for one night.

Come along now.

You can now count yourself

as proud members of ASAP.

Advanced Serenity Achievement Program,

created by me to help troubled

teens as yourself

to avoid the negative patterns

in our society

that can destroy your ambitions,

your education, your families,

their future.

You sick freak!

What the hell is this sh*t?!

Hey! You motherf***er!

What the Argh!

Taste that, huh?!

- Ah...!

Huh?

Go on, have a good taste!

Get up!

You're coming with me.

Here, in this beautiful,

serene environment,

those sensors and these boundaries

symbolize a conflict with the world.

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