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Guys, come over.

Julian, in every prison movie that I've seen, they use the prison laundry

service to get stuck in and out of jail.

Or if I can build a table in the shop, I can put hash in the hollow legs.

Nice one, too. Thanks for your input there, partner. But we thought of a

way easier idea. Fucking right you did. What is it again?

We're just going to get a bunch of fucking people from Sunnyvale to come

us. We're going to sneak them that hash. They're going to take it back to the

park. Fucking easy.

We're going to have visitors from Sunnyvale?

Well, well, well.

I can smell Ricky.

And I can smell... Julia.

Gentlemen, I've got some good news for you. Where?

We've got a meeting with the parole board.

Parole board?

For what?

You two scruffy little ball bags are up for early relief.

The meeting's this afternoon, so... What the fuck are you talking about? Today?

3 p .m. If it all goes smoothly, you'll be home by 6, so don't be late. Why the

fuck are you doing this?

Because I don't like you, laddie.

I don't like the way you act. I don't like the way you sound. And I sure as

do not like the way you smell.

The way you smell, you smell like a fucking hyena's shit flaps.

You know, I've met some pretty warped individuals in my facilities over the

years.

But you too.

You too.

You're too fucked up even for jail.

What? You know, my best behavior is to be way more fucked up.

Fuck! Fucked up for Jill? What the fuck does that even mean?

I don't know, but it's pretty fucking cool when you think about it. No, it's

not, man. We're going to lose a shit ton of money here.

Oh, my God, the fucking hash. We're going to get the fucking hash out of

Does this mean no visitors, Julian?

Okay, okay.

We just got to switch to plan B.

Good idea. Fuck, what is it?

I don't fucking know. We haven't got to come up with it.

Hey, Jules, what's up, man? Hey, T, how's it going, buddy?

Good, man. Good, man. Good, man. It's all good. It's all good.

Look, do you remember what black brownies are?

Black Brownies. We actually enjoy some of that right now, man.

All right. Cool, cool. Look, you should come down here and visit me right away,

man. You know what I'm saying? We're here, right? Yeah,

man. Yes.

Okay, yeah. We can help with that, man. All right. Cool, cool. I knew you would,

man. All right. All right. As soon as possible, though, all right?

Okay, man. See you in a bit. Sounds good. Okay.

Rockpile, you know, I fucking love those guys.

You know, there's not a lot of people in this world that I can trust, but those

guys will always have my back and will always come through for me.

Just as long as I pay them dope.

Hey,

what's up, man? I'm here to see Ricky and Julian, man.

Oh, shit.

Look who it is.

What's up, Yolanda? How you doing? You looking beautiful as ever.

Whatever, Tyrone. What the fuck you want?

I'm just here to see Ricky and Julian. Fuck.

Can you deal with this?

Gladly. Gerald!

Light him up.

Oh, what's up, Joe?

My arm's out.

You looking good, boy.

Seriously, man, you look buff, though. Yeah, come on, man. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Good.

What's going on, man? You hitting the gym or what, man?

Whoa, man.

Come on, man.

Touching my shit, man. You guys see that, man? It's a pile of complaint,

saw that shit. Hey, are you done?

You're good to go, man. Okay.

Man, y 'all need to harden up, man. What's wrong with y 'all, man? All

let's go.

Get right in there with the fingers, though. Little bitches.

Okay, bubs.

As soon as the boys get here, you gotta distract the guards long enough for me

to give them the shit, okay?

What the fuck are you talking about?

I thought we were visiting with Moe. That's why I brought the fucking jackal.

No, man.

He couldn't make it, okay? So the rock ball are coming. We're just gonna give

them some shit to take out of here.

Well, I'm not distracting any fucking guards.

Why can't he distract them? He's better at it. You're great at it.

Rick, you've got fucking Gerald on shift. He's a joke. I could have fucking

you. You've got this, buddy. Come on, man.

What's up, team? Good to see you, man. What are you doing? What's up, man?

What's up, buddy? Good to see you. Hey, Harold, what's going on? I didn't know

you were working today. Yeah, I got called in. Well, let's have a game of

trackers. Really not supposed to.

Well, come on now. You won the last one, and you've got to give me a chance to

win my cigarettes back. That's the only fair. All right, all right. Come on, one

game. I'll kick his ass, buddy.

Okay, here, I'll be... No, you're going to be black, so I can keep an eye on

that. Yes, of course.

Of course.

Easy. Yeah, okay.

Ready, ready. I'm going to hand you this shit. I looked at my leggings.

I'm going to hand you some shit. What the fuck are you talking about? I'm

to hand you some shit.

What? What shit?

The black brownies.

What the fuck are you talking about, man?

Look, you told me to get some black brownies, and that's what we did.

Hands where I can see them, Julian.

I'm just scratching my nuts, fucking Gerald. Chill out, man.

You guys have dry nuts.

You're going to get the shit out of here, man. Here, take it.

What the fuck? You want to give me some shit to take out?

That's what I said. Listen, man. I talked up with the Browns and I said I

shit. I got it done.

All right? I said I got it done.

I thought you said get a ton.

No, I said I did too.

Please. You're on speakerphone.

You guys are... I will fucking hire you guys. I said got.

What a fucking brilliance plan. You know, there's a big difference we get.

shit. Way to go. Fucking God.

Here, man, you gotta get this shit out. What kind do you have? It's Afghani

gold, man. Yeah, we'll take some of that.

No, no, no, no, no. We're not taking any more, man. It's fucking Afghani gold,

bitch. Here, take it. Boys, take it. Listen, Julian, I got this shit tucked

under my junk, and my pants are pretty full, man.

I ain't wearing any underwear.

Commando Blythe, motherfucker.

Me neither.

Cream?

All right.

Meditation is over. Too much whispering. Fuck off. I'm sorry, guys.

Jesus Christ.

What the fuck are we going to do now?

Did you get it done?

No, because he doesn't know the fucking there's been getting and gotten.

Nice job.

Man,

you should let me keep a little piece of that Afghani hash, mister. I don't know

the difference between three little fucking words. Stop fucking thinking

that and get focused, man.

Gotta figure a way of getting all the fucking hash out of here. I know. I just

wish we had more fucking time to figure it out.

You know what?

That's it. We just need more fucking time.

What are you talking about?

Just gotta figure out a way of staying in here longer, man. That's fuck I love

when your brain works, man.

Way to go, brain.

Nice one.

There's no way it's going to happen, but there's always that very slight fucking

possibility. Very slight? I've heard that fucking word before, and then I

up in here all by myself trying to fucking survive.

We would never fucking leave you here by yourself, man. Are you kidding me?

Well, you have no control over it, Julian, so that's probably going to

Buddy, relax.

My brain right now is playing one of the top of the games, all right? After the

shit I'm about to pull today, there's no fucking way we're going to be leaving.

What the fuck does that even mean, Ricky? What are you going to do?

I don't know. My brain hasn't told me yet, but she's going to figure out

something.

What the fuck is he talking about? What's he going to do? You're talking

Ricky's fucking brain.

I guess it's a gene. I don't know.

Oh, God.

I'm really sorry about this, boys, but I've got to stay in jail. A little piss

on your pizza?

Is this his problem behavior?

Unfortunately, Warden, yes, it is, most of the time. Well, shut the bastard

down.

I'm going to hit you with a hose. You guys.

Ricky, get your gear.

It's time to leave the parole board, laddie.

Well, you sure told him.

You should wash your hands more thoroughly when you use the toilet.

These fucking people doing the jail runner think they can decide when I come

and out of jail, think they're smarter than me? Well, they're not. I fucking

decide when I come in and out of jail. It's my fucking constitution right.

You know, Ricky and I have different opinions on how to fucking deal with the

parole board. He likes to fucking act like a fucking crazy man and go on the

offense, you know.

I like to be fucking calm, use my head, you know, use reverse psychology, you

know. Do something like, you've got to be like De Niro or Pacino if they were

fucking in this situation.

You know, they would act like they're fucking okay, but they'd make you feel

like they're fucked.

That's what I'm going to do.

Morning. Hey, hi. Good morning, Julian.

Morning. How are you today?

I'm actually pretty excited.

Thank you. Thank you for having me here.

Good to see you.

Richard LaFleur.

That's me. How's it going there, Sugar Tongue?

Good morning.

Excuse me, sir. You can't smoke that in here. Are you sure? Because I think I

am, right? There's no smoking in jail. I think there's smoking in here.

Would you please sit down, sir?

What the fuck are you doing? It's a brand new cigarette. I could have butted

out and saved it for me. You fucking gave it to me.

Blow me.

That's nice.

Will you please state your SAF number for the record?

That's 1 -7 -0 -7 -1 -9 -7 -7.

What the fuck is that?

1 -2 -3 -4 -L -M -N -O -G, I think. Something like that.

The first thing I'm going to do is put on the record your notice of this

and advisement of rights and ask you if you'll recognize your signature for me,

please.

Yes, ma 'am. That's definitely 100 % a signature.

I think that could be it. I don't know.

You think so or you know so?

It changes a lot. I mean, that looks like one of the signatures I used for

really dumb, stupid shit, I guess.

Yeah, it could be it.

Holy fuck.

Okay, having recognized your signature, I'll declare for the record you've been

properly noticed and we'll go forward.

Great. Good fucking time. Yeah, let's do that. Okay, thank you.

I'm Chairman Simpson and with me this morning on my right is Commissioner

Reynolds. We're seeing you today in an aggregated case sentence.

cases number C -2241, theft under $1 ,000, C -C -242, resisting arrest, and C

-243, possession of an illegal firearm. I don't give a fuck about numbers.

Numbers and letters are dumb.

Okay, Mr.

LeFleur, I can see you're clearly not happy to be here. Oh, no, I'm having a

great fucking time. This is all.

Okay, well, maybe you can share with us your rehabilitation.

I think my rehabilitation is going really, really good this time. It's

Just recently I discovered that I'm an alcoholic, and I think that's probably

the main cause of why I've been here before throughout my life.

But now I think I'm doing great.

It's the best I've ever felt.

What rehabilitation?

I'm fucking rehabilitating Lee Spitz. There's no doper booze in here like

normally is. How the fuck am I supposed to get rehabilitated? It's legal in

Canada. I should be allowed to get... fucking high in here. And the guards are

assholes. I'm stressed the fuck out.

All this last month has done to me is piss me the fuck off. Like, really piss

the fuck off.

So, do you think that your anger will continue after you're released?

What the fuck do you think? Look at me. Yes, it's gonna fucking continue. I

can't wait to get out here, actually. The first thing I'm gonna do is punch

somebody in the fucking face and it's gonna feel great.

But, knowing that, I just think if I get outside, I'd have to stay away from my

friends with alcohol.

I can't see any alcohol ads except the beer ones.

I'm fine with those ones.

Is it?

Well, I mean, I'll probably get high first and have a couple drinks and punch

someone in the face. But either way, someone's definitely getting punched in

fucking face.

If that doesn't make me feel better, I'll go to the fucking mall, maybe burn

that down. Drive across the bridge, force someone off the fucking bridge

the water with my car. I don't fucking know.

Start shooting my handgun in the fucking air. Just having a good time, lighting

fireworks off, shoving them up people's asses, whatever.

Well, that's quite the plan.

And I've got to stay away from the strip clubs as well.

Okay, I think we have everything we need here, unless you have any questions,

Commissioner? Yeah, I have one last question.

What's with the glass?

Usually I'd get out of jail and I'd fill this up with rum and drink it

immediately, which I don't plan on doing this time.

Well done.

Well, thanks very much. That's all we need from you today.

All right, Ron, get the fuck out of here. I've got to piss anyway.

Love you guys. Thanks very much.

The thing with the parole board, you never know who the fuck you're going to

get. Thank God I got two of the dumbest people I've ever met, and I think I

fucking showed them who's the boss and when I get the fuck out of here.

Fucking idiots.

And then I pull out my cock. I'm like, you guys should take a long, wet suck on

that. Fuck off. You did not. You showed the parole guys your horse cock.

Yeah, and I jumped on the desk and tried to slap him in the face with the guards

to tackle me. It was fucking rough.

You tried to assault parole officers with your winger. Are you out of your

Well, the important thing is I'm here for at least a week, probably two or

now. That was a risky fucking move.

I'm glad it worked. I'm glad it worked. Me too, buddy.

That was a lot of fun, boys.

How did you do?

I don't know, man. I think I did okay. I did okay.

Ricky showed them his horse cock.

He's in here for a while now.

Are you kidding me, man? I showed them who's boss.

You're supposed to just use reverse psychology and fucking be nice to them,

Nice going. We're going to be in here for years now. Hey, Ricky Julian, get

things together now.

You're going home, boys.

Good riddance.

Reverse psychology, dumbass. Don't fucking look at me.

Home? What the fuck are you talking about? Home.

What home, man?

No, no, no, no. Get your things together now, guys. You're going home.

Jesus Christ. What the fuck is going on? You guys promised me you weren't

leaving. We're not fucking leaving. We're not fucking going home. You can

log right out of my shit pipe. Fuck yourself.

Extraction team to cell block B.

Extraction team to cell block B.

I don't know what the fuck's going on, but you're in charge of the house.

I'm not in charge of it. Come on, Billy, maybe Terry will help you, but you have

to. I am not going to.

Bubs, don't let anyone lay a fucking hand on my ass! Time to leave, you empty

ball bag! Let's go!

Everybody just calm down!

Ricky!

What's going on?

Ricky! Right on, Ricky!

What's happening?

Go free, go free!

What's going on here?

Fucking Jesus Christ!

Get the fuck up!

Get the fuck up!

You guys

having

a good time? I am. I could do this all fucking day.

Fucking assholes.

Go in the tree and stand up, man. This fucking tree believes that you should

live outside, man. Fuck you, Ronnie.

Jesus Christ.

Fuck off.

You can't fucking decide when I leave jail.

Fucking decide when I leave jail when I'm good and goddamn ready. This is

fucking bullshit.

My fucking rights would be in violation right now. I mean, I did a bit of

schooling and all, but the fucking people's choices and voices of freedom's

fucking act. They can't fucking do this. The government's out of control.

Fucking decide when I go to jail, when I fucking leave jail.

What price these fucking stamps are on. Fucking birds flying around in scarves.

They're fucking out of control. Fuck the government.

Fucking asshole.

We've got the dirt jumping up here, Ricky. Oh, yeah? I don't give a fuck,

Ronnie. You can suck it.

Come on, Ricky. Get up, man.

Have a nice ride.

Fucking assholes. This is fucking ridiculous.

Ricky, stand up and get thrown out like a fucking man. I'm not embarrassing. I'm

not standing up just for fucking people's doing. I know for a fact they

drag me down the stairs. They have to carry me by fucking laws. I don't know

that law, Ricky. What the fuck are you fucking...

Fucking assholes! Fuck off!

Fucking Alexander Greenbelt and fucking Vic Cannon for this kind of shit to

happen! Ah! Fuck!

Fuck!

You guys must be so fucking proud of yourselves.

Bruh! Fucking dope!

Jesus Christ!

Hold the fuck on! I gotta get my stuff for fuck's sakes!

Okay, Ricky.

Here you go, sweetie.

Thanks, Yolanda. Thanks.

All right, I'm telling you right now, this is your last chance to save your

fucking careers. You guys take me out of here, you're fucking done.

That's nice.

That's fucking great.

Have a good day, Ricky.

I'm not going anywhere. I'm fucking staying right here, and you let me back

Ronnie, you piece of shit.

Fuck you. Get up, man.

No, I'm staging a protest. We're done.

What do you mean, staging a protest? Let me back in, Julian.

Oh, there's your little girlfriend.

All right.

I'm hitching home, man. See you whenever. You're just going to leave me

Help me protest.

They're going to let us back in at some point.

Ricky, baby, what the fuck?

I was just coming to visit you. They threw me the fuck out.

What? Yeah, they threw me out of the fucking jail. Can you believe that shit?

They what?

Anyway, it's not all bad. At least now I can finally, finally get some love and

go, come on, kiss me.

Wait, what do you mean they threw you out?

Like you're not, you're not an inmate anymore?

No, I'm a free man, which is totally fucked. But, I mean, the good part is

can do all that crazy shit to your front.

You're out. Yeah, no, though.

No.

It's not the theme now. What the fuck do you mean it's not the theme?

Well, I don't know. I'm just not as attracted to you if you're not an

Why?

It was just so much sexier when you were like a caged animal.

And now I just... Are you being fucking serious right now, Charlene?

What the fuck?

We said we were going to wait until we got out. It was going to be hot and

and ass and front door and pits.

Can you at least drive me home?

God fucking damn it.

What a fucking great day this is fucking turning out to be.

Fucking Jesus.

Dad?

Sorry, guys. Were you guys banging? Didn't mean to interrupt.

Nope. What are you doing here, Nick?

I fucking live here, Jacob. Remember that part?

Dad, did you break out of jail? You're not supposed to be out yet.

No, they fucking threw me out. Fucking threw me out of jail. Can you fucking

believe that? I'm even a fucking regular and they threw me out. Well, that's

great.

It's great to see you, but it's not fucking great. It's actually total

bullshit. And they threw me out in the most disrespectful kind of way. Like,

what the fuck? Cock fuckers.

Anyway, we'll talk about it later. You guys carry on.

Let's play some video games.

Just let me know when you're third.

Dad.

No, seriously, when I get tuned into this, I won't even hear you guys.

Sweet dreams, douchebags.

Lights out!

Sleep tight, you sodomites.

Come and look at your dad.

Don't give it up, Bubba.

He's going to be with you tonight.

Bubba!