Holes Page #2

This isn't a girl scout camp.

Understand?

Here.

Boy, you're a bag o' tricks.

Thanks.

You thirsty, Stanley?

Yes, Mr. Sir.

Well, you better get used to it.

You're gonna be thirsty

for the next 18 months.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Look around you, Yelnats.

What do you see?

Any guard towers?

How about an electric fence?

Hmm?

No, Mr. Sir.

You want to run away?

Go ahead, start running.

I won't stop you.

I'm warnin' you!

MAN:
You heard the man, Spence.

Oh, don't worry.

This here's for yellow-spotted lizards.

I wouldn't waste a bullet on you.

I'm not gonna run away, Mr. Sir.

Good thinkin', Yelnats.

Doesn't nobody run away from here.

You know why?

We got the only water for 100 miles.

Our own little oasis.

You want to run away,

them buzzards will pick you clean

by the end of the third day.

MAN:
Hi, Mr. Sir.

MR. SIR:
Undress.

You get two sets of clothes.

One for work, one for relaxation.

After three days,

your work clothes will be washed,

your second set

becomes your work clothes.

-Is that clear?

-Yes, Mr. Sir.

You are to dig one hole each day.

5-foot deep, 5-foot in diameter.

Your shovel is your measuring stick.

The longer it takes you to dig,

the longer you'll be out in the hot sun.

STANLEY IV:
Sorry, Mr. Sir.

You need to keep alert

for lizards and...

rattlesnakes.

Rattlesnakes?

You don't bother them,

they won't bother you...

Usually.

Being bit by a rattler ain't

the worst thing that can happen to you.

You won't die, usually.

But you don't want to get bit

by a yellow-spotted lizard.

That is the worst thing

that can happen to you.

You will die

a slow and painful death...

Always.

(DOOR HINGES CREAK)

Stanley Yelnats?

-Yeah?

-I just want you to know

that you may have done

some bad things,

but that does not make you a bad kid.

I respect you, Stanley.

Welcome to Camp Green Lake.

I'm Dr. Pendanski, your counselor.

Start that touchy-feely crap,

I'm outta here.

Give him some towels, tokens. Set him up.

You'll be in "D" tent.

"D" stands for "diligence."

that's the mess hall.

There's the rec room.

And there's the showers.

There's only one knob 'cause there's

only one temperature - cold.

And that's the Warden's cabin over there.

That's the number-one rule

at Camp Green Lake -

do not upset the Warden.

-Yeah, he seemed kind of...

-Who?

Oh, Mr. Sir?

Oh, he's not the Warden.

He's just been in a bad mood

since he quit smokin'.

Hey, Mom...

Who's the Neanderthal?

This is Stanley.

So, what's happening with Barf Bag?

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