Coldwater Page #4

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- Get up Josh.

- Come on. Come on.

Get in there. Get up.

Get up. Come on.

Stay down.

- Josh...

- Come on. He's done. Walk with me.

F***!

Come on you fat fucks. Move it.

Do not let me f***ing catch you.

What you looking at, huh? What the

f*** you looking at? Stupid f***!

Up that f***ing hill! Move! Move!

What the...

What the f***?

B*tch.

- You f***ing finished yet?

- Yes, sir.

Then why the f*** won't it work?

I don't know, sir.

The tank's topped off.

It's water. It's f***ing water.

That's why it won't f***ing work.

Who the f*** did this? Don't

tell me you don't f***ing know!

I will bust you down

to f***ing level one.

You want to f*** with me? Huh?

I'll rip you a new f***ing a**hole.

No more privileges. No more downtime.

Now push that piece of sh*t

back to the f***ing garage

where the f*** it belongs.

You can thank your

trustee for that.

I want to know who the f***

did this. Is that f***ing clear?

Yes, sir.

Why the f*** are you standing there?

Get the f*** out of my way.

Move it! F***ing move it now!

Watch it. Watch it.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on. Let's go.

Pick him up. There we go.

All right. Well.

Let's go. Come on.

Let's go. Let's go.

Let's go, Brad.

Look if you don't fess up to

putting water in the tank

everyone of these kids are going to

be gunning for you in the barracks.

F*** 'em. They're animals.

- You going to die me out?

- I won't have to.

They're not stupid.

Besides, why do you

think they haven't yet?

Wow. Go on.

Don't do me any favors big

bro. I can handle my sh*t.

F*** you then.

Fine.

Pick up your goddamn tray!

All right listen up.

Your trustee has got something

he wants to tell you.

It's better if it comes from you.

Gabriel filled the gas tank

with water yesterday.

He's confessed.

All right. The trustee just showed

you what progress looks like.

He's leaving all that Plymouth,

homeboy bullshit behind him.

Nunez I suggest you follow

in your friend's footsteps.

He ain't my motherfucking

friend, man.

Does anybody actually know he's here for

killing his girlfriend? Anybody know that?

- It's a lot worse than that.

- Oh, it's a lot worse than that?

Well, why don't you tell

them why you're here. Huh?

F*** man. I thought

you were my brother.

Yeah, well. That's

where you f***ed up.

That's where I f***ed up?

- That's where I f***ed up? Huh?

- Yeah, you f***ed up.

That's where I f***ed

up, huh? F***ed up, huh?

Yeah, listen to your boss, man.

Listen to your f***ing boss.

Yeah, keep walking.

Don't even f***ing move.

All right.

We make mistakes.

That's why we're here.

Here's something funny. Somebody

stole my master key yesterday.

I am pretty f***ing

sure it was you.

- What's up? Hm?

- What's up?

Oh, you're going to find out.

Oh, no.

One last time.

Where is my key?

I didn't take your

f***ing key, man.

I don't know what f***ing key

you're talking about. Okay?

Hm.

What f***ing key? I don't know what

f***ing key you're talking about, man.

What I...

Get the f*** off me.

Come on. Stay still.

Stop it!

Please! Please! I didn't take

your f***ing key! Please, please.

I didn't take your f***ing

key. I swear to God!

Come on!

That's enough.

Oh, what the f*** is this?

What happened to him?

Let's get you something to eat.

Yo! Yeah you going to let

him fool you guys too?

You know what? You make me f***ing sick

coming in here marking your clipboards,

wearing your suits, backing

up to this son of a b*tch.

You ain't any better than him. Waddle,

waddle. You got something to say old man?

Gabriel!

Yeah, that's right. Get the f*** out

of here pencil-pushing motherfuckers.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

They won't say sh*t because the minute

you leave they'll get beat for it.

- Get the f*** out of here.

- You're digging your own f***ing grave.

This is it right here.

F*** you. Get the f*** out

of here. Keep walking.

Get off me!

There's a hearing next week.

You called them didn't

you? Jesus Christ.

I should have let you

kill yourself Jenson.

That way you could just die on

your own terms, on your own time.

Nope. I couldn't let you hit bottom.

Could I? Had to give you responsibility.

Guess what?

All this, everything

that's kept you alive...

is going away, man. It's gone.

There's not a goddamn thing you

can do about it. You are f***ed.

I'm f***ed. At least I can rebuild.

I mean I'm going to start again.

I've got guys who want it,

got their sh*t together.

Not guys f***ed up like you.

You catatonic, broken prick.

We're done. Got that?

So that means you can steal

all the syringes you want,

all the meds. Take 'em all.

I don't really give a f*** anymore.

Really. I don't care.

All I want are my medical files

and your keys on my desk.

You're on your own.

- The doc needs to see me.

- Stop, stop, stop.

He'll let me back in. Don't worry.

They're going to kill you

if you stay here, OK?

I need you to jump the fence and get

to Lincoln. It's 25 miles from here.

When you get there go

to the Sheriff's office

and ask for Deputy Cross

and give him this. It's...

It's your medical file. It's

all of doc's patchwork.

I wrote everything that

happened to you on the back.

They're not going to

send you back with this.

Get it to them. It's

25 miles, say it.

Gabe, 25 miles. I need

you to say it. 25 miles.

Yeah, okay. 25 miles. I got it.

Good. You can do this.

Yeah, I can make it.

- Hey, where'd you get this?

- Just take it.

It's yours.

I'm sorry.

What are you going to do?

I'll be fine. You should go though.

I don't know.

If those guys hadn't heard us talking

under the car about Holly's party...

none of this would have happened.

Maybe.

I'll see you Gabe.

Jenson. Jenson.

What the f***?

Jenson?

Hey, this is Josh in the infirmary.

You guys have to get over

here right now. F***.

Colonel, what's your 20?

Colonel? Come in.

Help!

You've got to come to the infirmary!

Right now. Come on! Come on!

...not responding. Lunders!

Lunders. Sorry, my

radio was turned off.

Where are you right now?

I'm in the barracks. Where

the f*** do you think I am?

Who let you back in the barracks?

Jenson.

10-4.

All right.

You all know Gabriel is AWOL.

The authorities have been notified

so until the end of the day you're

confined to your barracks. I'm sorry.

Now...

Dr. Jenson was found dead in

his office earlier this morning.

The Sheriff's Department

is on its way.

So, I don't really know

if there's anything else...

It appears Mr. Jenson put

himself out of his own misery.

Now, if one of you gentlemen

broke in and killed him, fine.

Medical files have gone missing.

Those are Coldwater property.

If I don't have them back by sundown

I will kill each and every one of you.

- Get them inside.

- Come on. Let's go.

Gabriel was sneaky wasn't he?

Sneaky with the counselors.

Sneaky with that gas

thing, the truck.

See, here's the thing

that I don't understand

is how did he get down

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