Cellmates Page #4

I don't have a problem with nobody, warden.

I ain't anti-Colored, I'm Pro-American.

Pro-American?

( Chuckles )

You think you're the only one who's Pro-American around here?

Don't you think that I would like to tar and feather me

A colored folk from time to time?

Of course i do!

But it don't work that way no more.

Them civil rights laws make it very hard

To discriminate and segregate these days.

Of course, that's on the outside.

In here, the time-Honored tradition Of indentured servitude

Is alive and well

And doin' just fine.

This country was built on the backs of minorities

Workin' for nothin',

And I'm here to make sure

that it stays that way.

- Do you think that these award-Winning potatoes pick themselves?

- No, sir.

Of course they don't.

Before he was arrested,

That mexican sharing that cell with you

- Was working in the fields, he was getting paid for it,

and you know what he'd do?

- What?

He says he ain't gettin' paid enough!

He and his fellow workers organized a strike!

Well, the Tuna County Sheriff's Office

Marched right down there,

Clamped handcuffs on them radicals,

And they turned 'em over to me.

Now they're workin' my potato fields,

And they don't get paid a single penny for doin' it.

And that's how i take care of the minority problem,

legally.

I appreciate your position, warden.

I really do.

But if there's any way you could transfer

This particular radical to any other cell--

No way, no how!

I got me radicals fillin' every cell in this institution!

You know what happens when you put two radicals in the same cell?

You got a revolution!

But i figured that a few months

In tight quarters with you

Is gonna break

this radical's spirit.

Just make sure you don't break nothin' else

Because a broken body cannot meet quota.

- Am I gonna have any more trouble with you, Leroy?!

- No, sir.

Figure you could say I felt like

American frontiersman Davey Crockett.

Surrounded by savage Mexicans at the Battle of the Alamo

With nowhere to run.

Well, I hear there's a mutinous agitator

in my institution.

- I believe this situation just ain't gonna work, Warden.

- I don't give a hoot what you believe!

I will not tolerate insubordination

And infighting in my prison!

You have got to learn to get along amicably

With your fellow prisoners.

- Do I make myself clear?

- I protest!

- I request, no, I demand a separate cell!

- Oh, really?!

Oh, si, the East Texas Alkaline soil is very hard,

My friend Cleto say to me,

"we strike."

And i say, "Cleto, if we strike, how we

can make any money?"

"Well," he say, after we finish the strike,

"We will get more money,

better working conditions,

And we will get more respect."

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