I Am a Fugitive from a Chain Gang Page #3

No, that's all.

Put it in your pocket and come on. Move!

And don't start yelling for the cops.

You don't have to yell, Mike.

Put them up.

Thought you'd get away?

I didn't do nothing.

- Oh, no?

- No.

I see no reason for leniency since

the money was found on your person.

Furthermore, upon detection,

you attempted to escape...

which would, of necessity,

increase the seriousness of your offence.

I therefore,

in accordance with the laws of this state...

sentence you to 10 years of hard labor.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5,6...

7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13.

A nice lucky number.

What's this for?

To put in your nose.

All right.

Follow me.

All right, pick them up.

Come on, pull them through.

All right, turn off.

That'll learn you to sit up

and hold on to this.

All right, you guys, get going there.

Get those shoes on and get up.

All right, come and get it.

Come on, hurry it up.

Pick up that chain.

Come on, move on.

Here, take that.

Grease, fried dough, pig fat and sorghum.

And you better get to like it...

because you're going to get

the same thing every morning, every year.

You can't get better food

on any chain gang in the state.

Yeah, and you can go all over the world

and you won't find worse.

How can anybody eat a mess like this?

Why do you take that slime

if you're going to spit it out?

I'm practicing.

The last day of my year here,

I'll spit it right in the warden's kisser.

Yeah? You'll blind him for life.

Hurry up, come on, let's go.

Come on, move on!

- Come on, there. You, get in there.

- Get in that line.

Hurry up. Come on, by me.

Line up, there. Come on.

All right, load the trucks.

Come on.

Hurry up.

Get your rings up.

Put them up.

All right.

Come on, get that ring up.

All right, take them out.

Are you up here for murder, kid?

No.

I heard that a guy that killed four people

was being sent up here.

Nordine's always worrying

about losing his spot here as high man.

He only killed three.

More than anyone else

in this here chain gang.

His wife, his sister-in-law,

and his mother-in-law.

Killed them in one night with an ax...

so as not to disturb the neighbors.

What are you taking the rap for, kid?

For looking at a hamburger.

Come on, tell us. You're among friends.

All right, let's go.

On your feet. Come on.

Stick them up.

Hey, come on.

Hey, you, get to work.

Getting out here.

All right, get out in there.

What's the idea?

He gets two minutes to brush his teeth.

Look at that big buck swing that sledge.

He never misses.

You can lay down a nickel...

and he'd knock the buffalo's right eye out.

They like his work so much...

they're gonna keep him here

the rest of his life.

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