Animal Factory Page #5

Nobody helped me.

I didn't smile for the first

two years I was in here.

It was different then. You could

represent yourself if you got in a beef.

But now you need friends. If

you don't, you pretty much...

gotta be an impossibly tough guy,

or sign on as somebody's punk.

Even that isn't necessarily

gonna help you.

Oh, sh*t!

- Get inside!

- Let's go!

Who got him?

I didn't see it?

- Come on.

- Get inside! Let's go.

Move it!

Well, the warden may run the

prison, but I run the infirmary.

Earl Copen said

I should see you.

You're a friend of Earl's, huh?

What do you need, son?

Earl said I should ask you

for a 30 day lay-in.

Right now they got me

in the furniture factory.

F***, yeah.

I can see why

you might like a lay-in.

Here. Just let it dangle

below the picture.

On the X ray it looks like you

pulled your shoulder loose.

Now, hold still.

Whoa! You...

Man, this is embarrassing.

Quit sniveling.

On weekends you got like three

million Puerto Ricans...

fightin' to get on this court.

They are handball-playin'

motherfuckers.

Thought I was supposed to have

a shoulder separation.

That starts this afternoon.

Set?

How is it an inmate

can do all this?

I've done a total of 18

calendar years in this place.

Aah. God.

I learned how

to get things done.

By the way,

"inmate's" an insult.

Convict's the term

solid dudes prefer.

I'm serious.

Girlfriend?

Sorry?

She been up to see you yet?

Oh, no, not yet. I haven't

been here that long.

Are you Earl's friend?

Sorry?

You're a sorry sucker,

aren't you?

I'm Earl's boss. Are you Decker?

Yes, sir.

"Yes, sir."

I like that.

How's your shoulder?

You aren't gonna get

Earl in trouble, are you?

He wants me to move you

to his cell block.

What if I don't want to be moved?

Take that up with Earl.

He tells me you're not his kid.

And I don't give a sh*t

if you're his kid or not.

I just don't want to see

Earl blow a chance at parole...

over some beef

that involves you.

Ivan, what are the odds in Decker's

girlfriend getting up to see him?

The b*tch probably ain't worth

the f***ing ink, brother.

Well, look who's back

from vacation.

Hey, Jan.

How's that shoulder?

Well, did you miss me?

Jan, do you mind?

No, I don't mind at all.

Would you like Mama to hold that

teeny-weenie thing for you?

F*** it!

I can't even go now.

I'm sorry, child. I didn't

mean to get you so excited.

You wish.

Listen, you snobby thing. Anytime

you're ready, you just let me know.

Hmm?

May as well turn around, Jesse.

The blacks have this whole area

blocked off. What's goin' on?

It's a strike or some sh*t.

Heard talk of it yesterday.

Is nobody going to work?

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