The Big House

Hey, my cigarettes.

What?

You took

my cigarettes.

Why, you dirty

little liar. You didn't have no cigarettes.

Yes, i did,

and you stole them.

Aw, stop your

bellyaching before i slough you one.

Come on. Give me back

those cigarettes.

You're dingy.

You didn't have no cigarettes.

Give me those

cigarettes! Aw, get out!

I'll show you crooks

i won't stand for treatment like this.

Hey, guards! Guards!

Aw, stop

your squawking.

Crooks, are we?

Well, mr. High hat, i'll show you-

come on.

Let go of me!

Pipe down.

Pipe down.

Hey, hey, hey. What's wrong in here?

He took

my cigarettes.

Did he, morgan?

I don't know, sir. I was asleep.

Did you take

the kid's cigarettes?

They're no, sir,

both lying. So help me-

less noise, or you'll

spend your first night in the dungeon.

Aw, don't

put the kid in the cooler.

He's green.

He just went off his nut.

He won't

do it again.

Well, you watch your step.

Understand?

Well,

mr. Yellowbelly,

you're going to get

your first lesson right now.

You can't squeal

in stir.

That's that.

Now, lay off

that stuff, butch. Do you hear?

Aw, he's only

stunned. I didn't bat him hard.

Put him

in his bunk.

Yeah?

Yeah.

O.k.

Now give him back

his cigarettes.

What?

You heard me.

Why, i ain't got

his old weeds.

Don't lie to me,

butch.

Say, listen,

i bumped off guys

for calling me

a liar.

Yeah, and look

where you are now.

Who, me?

Yes, you.

Well, look where

you are, too.

That's right, butch,

both of us...

the quick and the dead,

the clever and the dumb.

What?

You know,

from the neck down,

you're

a regular guy, butch.

Now, give the kid back

his cigarettes.

Who, me?

Yes, you.

O.k.

I was only kidding.

Just kidding,

that's all.

Sure. I knew that

all the time.

Now, put them up

in his pocket.

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