Dog Pound Page #3
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- 2010
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Shhh!
Just some special medicine, man.
Just the good medicine.
You love it, man.
You feel good, dog.
Oh, look at these!
That's the good sh*t, man.
Don't wake up.
Just go to sleep.
Hey, is that your mom
and your sister in this photo?
Damn, that b*tch is fine!
Tell that b*tch to come see me
next visiting day, man.
I'll beat that p*ssy up.
Yeah, you know,
your mom was just here.
Yeah, man.
You know,
she left happier than she came.
I'm so sad she left.
I miss her already.
Yeah, you know,
she was sad when she was here.
No.
- She was looking for you.
- You missed her.
But she found me.
- No!
- You know, she was so beautiful.
She wants me.
You know,
your mom loves me.
No.
Your mom calls me Daddy.
NO!
Shut up, man.
Shut the f*** up.
Where is she? Mom!
Shut up, man!
He's a f***ing heat bag.
F*** it. Let's go.
Let's go, man.
F***ing too much.
Help...
Help!
Help!
- Get on your feet, boy.
- I can't.
- Come on, get up.
- No.
Come on, boy.
Get on your feet.
Come on.
Come on.
Stand here.
Don't move.
Oh! Oh!
Come here.
Swallow.
Solitary Control.
Unlock 7.
This is not a punishment.
It's for your own good.
Try to drink lots of water
to flush that sh*t out of your system.
I wait along the borders of disdain
Staring in
Open your mouth.
What I would give
To be within your arms
Thank you.
Dry and warm
- Where's the file, eh? Come on. Oh!
- Stop it.
- Where's those files that you stole?
- Stop it.
Give me the scent of free
Syringa tree
It's final call
Lonely voice upon a mountaintop
Shouting out
The secrets of a generation told
All the lies
Blind and riding
on the ocean's spine
No fault of mine
Davis.
Drowning is what I've perfected for
- Whoa!
- Whoa!
All my life
Hasty!
What happened here?
Getting a little rough.
No, man, I can't wait
to dig up ditches again tomorrow.
- I don't care.
- Should be a good time.
- That's all he cares about.
- Wishful thoughts, eh?
Banks, let's go.
Good night, gentlemen.
Give me
The scent of free
Syringa tree
Crowning me
My victory march
The marble arch
Trumpet horn
It's final call
All right, boys.
Go back to the dorms,
wash up, change your clothes.
Move out.
Yo, f*ggot,
throw the ball back.
Yo, I'm talking to you, f*ggot!
Look, f*** you, man,
all right?
What the f***
did you just say to me?
You want me to f*** you up,
f*ggot?
Got your friend here.
What are you-
Ow!
You get the f*** back!
Where the f***'s Banks?
- He's upstairs.
- Thank you.
Let's go.
Let's go.
Keep watch.
All right.
Davis!
Get rid of it.
-10-99, rec room.
What the hell happened here?
On your belly.
Arms by your side.
Who did this to you?
Who did this to him?
Don't know.
Sands to Control.
Get to the end of the bed,
both of you, now.
What did I say to you?
I said no retaliation,
you f***ing moron!
What are you talking about?
You really do think I'm stupid,
don't you?
No, I don't.
You think you're the first tough guy
Think you're the first guy to ever lay
a beat down on somebody?
Probably not.
Well, I know I'm not your first CO,
so let's go, you and me.
Yo, he didn't f***ing do anything.
Chill!
- Shut your mouth.
- Don't do that again.
Don't do what again?
- Don't f***ing do that again.
- Come on, let's go.
Come on. Throw down.
Oh! Baby!
Oh, my sweetie.
Okay, Mom.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- Are the kids still picking on you?
- No one's picking on me, Mom.
I took care of that on my own,
all right?
Baby, I'm taking care of it.
I filed a suit against this institution.
Why the f***
would you do that, Mom?
and he has put me in touch
with a top lawyer.
So what can I tell the lawyer?
When can he come and visit you?
You can tell him to go f*** himself.
Davis.
I gotta go, Mom.
No, sweetie.
Let me help you.
No.
Remove the hat, please.
It's good.
Ah! That's...
And your family is missing you, huh?
You keep on saying that.
You keep on saying that.
Whatever.
You guys aren't doing anything, so...
Boys!
...they had the door unlocked.
We opened it up
and it was just sitting there.
It was just sitting there.
It was just like... like...
Watch this right here.
Just f***ing sitting there...
- Hey, give me your bread!
- There's this special school...
Hey, yo, are you Butch?
Who wants to know?
This n*gger Shadow
wants to talk to you.
For what?
Don't know.
Harrel, could you please
close the door?
It's nice to see everyone here.
Let's start by grading the day.
Who wants to go first?
Okay, I'll go first.
For me, today is a 6...
because this morning
I lost my temper in traffic
with a jerk at a red light.
Butch?
- Seven.
- You wanna tell us why?
Just got out
of the f***ing hole today.
- Good.
- Zero.
Do you want to tell us why?
No.
Frank, you've been at zero now
for months.
Is there nothing that's positive?
No.
Okay, we can talk
about that later.
Harrel, can you read
what we're talking about today?
"Evaluating and rel... re-label... "
- Shut up, man.
- Thank you, gentlemen.
I'll read it.
"Anger and aggression. "
I think we all realize
but not everybody can control it,
which is why
you guys are here today.
So anger is a good thing
if you can control it,
but it's a definite disadvantage
if you can't control it.
So, let's start by talking
about what makes us angry.
Harrel, what makes you angry?
That I'm not next to you at night,
Miss Biggs.
Harrel, that's enough.
What kind of ass-ugly n*gger like you
would want to get a girl like her?
Don't f***ing call me no n*gger!
Thank you, gentlemen,
for going down.
- What's wrong with you?
- Frank, what about you?
What makes you angry?
Fat people.
They walk slowly in the middle
of the hallway.
They're always sweating,
farting, funking up the dorm.
Takes them an hour for them
to drop fat,
anaconda shits
while I'm face-to-face with them
trying to wash my face
or brush my motherfucking teeth.
- That's a lot of f-words.
- Blame your mom.
My mom?
For giving you the big-ass nostrils
that look like sunglasses, son.
This is a good example of-
Every time we're talking,
you know what it really does?
- What?
- It pisses me off.
One day, I'm gonna get up
and snap your neck.
- Move those lips so much.
- You wanna test me?
- I'm right here!
- I'll break your neck.
This is really-
You ain't making no moves.
That's nothing. I'll show you.
Sit!
Boys, that's enough.
- You wanna f***ing do this?
- Frank, that's enough.
- What are you gonna do?
- No touching! Break it up.
Break it up!
- Let's go! Let's go!
- Right now!
Let's do this!
I'm right here!
You wanna go?
You wanna go?
Let's go!
Emergency A-23.
Send me a CO now.
I'll, uh... I'll come and see you
after the family visits.
Okay, bro?
Settle down!
- Get off him!
- Stop it!
Let go!
- You want some, huh?
- Frank!
Okay, take him!
I got you, baby!
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