Furlough Page #2

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to a mandatory eight.

She's getting off early

on good time served.

God, she's got

a lot of priors.

Look, don't you worry

about that.

Just do your job.

She's in the program,

she's clean.

Yeah.

Yeah, she seems it.

There you go.

Do I get a weapon, sir?

Oh, yes.

You do get a weapon.

A service revolver.

- You get that.

- Oh, Taser. Wow.

- Some of this.

- Oh, pepper spray.

I have got that.

Good for you.

Is that all?

What, you want a tank,

Stevens?

It's not

the zombie apocalypse.

Right. Uh, any advice?

Oh. Yes.

Don't turn your back

on the prisoner.

Don't let the prisoner

out of your sight.

And whatever she says,

don't believe it.

Right, okay.

Thank you.

You're gonna do fine,

Stevens.

Yeah.

[instrumental music]

Right down here.

[music continues]

There we go.

Inmate, turn around.

I am CO Stevens

and I will be

your emergency

furlough escort.

Give me your hands.

You are in my custody

and you'll follow

my orders

without question.

Alright?

Whatever you say,

Officer Stevens.

To the bench.

No, no,

don't sit on the bench

just turn around

and face the wall.

Alright.

Away from the wall.

I have the authority,

at my discretion

to terminate this leave

at any time.

- Is that clear, Anderson?

- Very clear, CO Stevens.

For the next 36 hours..

...I own you.

Let me see your eyes

so I know you understand.

I just wanna go

see my mother. Hm?

Anything you say goes.

Good.

Can we go now?

No, you don't tell me

when to go.

I tell you when to go,

that's the orders thing

you follow them,

I have to give them first.

Okay?

Okay, let's go.

[knock on door]

This way.

Alright. Go.

Stop here.

Here.

[alarm buzzing]

Alright.

[instrumental music]

Alrighty. No, I got it.

Here I come.

I'm okay, I can get out.

- I... I can get that.

- Wait, wait, wait.

- Wait a minute!

- Alright.

Aw, man. It's beautiful.

- Thank you!

- Alright.

[chuckles]

Hey! Hi, boy!

That lady has handcuffs!

Aw, don't be afraid,

don't be worried

there's nothing

to be worried about.

Come on.

No funny business.

Not from me.

Okay.

- Whoa! No, no.

- Okay.

What's... what's

going on here?

I... I don't, I really don't

want any trouble on my bus.

Well, there's not

gonna be any.

- Um..

- Here you go.

I see handcuffs, leg

shackles, prison uniforms..

Kinda

smells like trouble to me.

Yeah,

I'm a corrections officer

and she's in my custody.

Look, uh, Nicole Stevens

I'm the captain

of this ship, okay?

I'm the captain.

That means my only

priority is the safety

of my passengers

and of myself.

Okay, captain, but there's

nothing to be afraid of.

I'm not afraid of nothin', I just don't

like the looks of your passenger.

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