Beautiful Prison Page #2

six months, anyway, without me.

That's right.

Look out the windows at me.

I ain't crazy.

You're crazy.

I'm gonna smoke a blunt.

Where's Jerry going?

Get back to work, Ben.

Wha... where's

Jerry going, Chente?

-Shut up, Ben.

-Where's Jerry going?

-Shut up.

-Where's Jerry going?

If you don't shut the hell

up, you're getting fired, too.

I'm saving your ass here.

Hey, what's up?

You've reached Jerry.

Jerry, it's Ben.

Where...

I'm not here right now, so

leave a message at the tone.

Jerry, it's Ben.

I don't know where you are or

if you can call me or come...

come to my house.

I'm sorry if I made

trouble for you.

He's costing us money.

He's, like, working there, but

his mind is in another place,

you know?

You just have

to be patient with him.

Just be patient.

No, I've been patient.

I got him that job,

you know, for you.

Yeah, you said he

needed something to do.

Don't do that.

Do not turn this around on me.

No, no, I know.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You know, this isn't... it's just

that I'm going to get fired,

and then neither of us

are going to have a job.

We can't take care of

him our whole lives.

We need to put him in a place

where he can be managed.

Managed?

Yeah, where he can be looked

after and be with other people

like him.

He's not like other people.

He... he wasn't always like

this, and you know that, Chente.

If you had grown

up with our father,

if you'd seen the kind of abuse

that Ben went through... I'm

sorry.

I just... I... I'd rather he

move into the house with us

than put him into some

God-forsaken institution.

No, no, that's not an option.

It's worth discussing.

No, he can't move in here

and disrupt our lives.

My God.

Baby, I'm sorry.

Come on.

I'm sorry.

We never fought before

I got him this job,

and now all we do

is fight about Ben.

Maybe he is ruining us.

I didn't say, I do,

to both you and him.

He's got...

Ben.

Dinner is ready.

Ben, pass me the salt.

Ben, pass me the salt.

All right, I cannot take this sh*t

from either of you anymore, you guys.

I... all right, Ben,

Chente is my husband,

and I love him very

much, all right?

And you're going to

have to accept that.

And, Chente, Ben is

a part of our family,

and you're just going to

have to grow up about it.

He's always being mean.

I'm your boss, Ben.

I have to be tough when

people don't do their jobs.

Does that make sense, Ben?

He fired Jerry.

-You fired Jerry?

-I had to.

I had to, to save your

brother's ass, so instead

of keeping an employee

around who can manage a line,

I kept Ben here, Ben the retard.

Chente, what the hell?

My...

No, no, no, no.

No, no, no.

Get the f*** out

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