First Time Felon Page #5

-Yes, sir!

Get to work!

You son of a--

Hey, stop! Break it up!

You think every time you have a problem

with others you can resort to violence?

No, ma'am!

You think you have to marry

everyone you work with?

No, ma'am!

The two of you lack motivation

for working together as a team!

We will assist you in acquiring

the proper motivation.

Let's see how well you work together

carrying this log for the next 24 hours!

Up the log, lift! Come on, down!

Up at the knees! Down!

And up!

Come on, move, move, move!

Don't you fall, don't you!

Feet on the ground. Good, down.

Down.

Up and come on down.

Row the boat! Row, row, row your boat!

Hurry up and wash your ass!

That log's on the floor tomorrow...

...you carry it another 24 hours.

Sh*t, mosquitoes!

By your leave, sir!

-By your leave, sir!

-What did you say to me?

By your leave, sir!

Answer me. What did you say?

Sir, l said that l don't believe--

-You think this is the Cub Scouts, moron?

-No, sir, l don't think--

You think if you keep cryin', l'll send you

home to your mama and daddy?

You quit me now...

...and l'm gonna ship your butt

right back to prison, dummy!

Right now, understand?

ls that what you want?

-ls that what you want?

-Yes, that's exactly what l want, sir!

l quit, sir, l quit!

Get out of my face, quitter.

Go on, move, loser!

Pack your gear and get a move on!

Man, this sh*t here f***ed up!

They got some d*cks in here!

l been thinking.

We have the wrong approach.

-What? What you talking?

-You're Disciple. l'm Vice Lords, right?

Fool, l know l'm folk!

This gangbanger sh*t don't hold up in here!

Don't do nothing

but send us both back to county!

And l ain't going back

to no motherfucking prison!

When we get back on the streets

we do what we gotta do.

Motherfucking straight!

Seem to me we got to work together.

Unless we ain't never gonna get no sleep.

-What's your name, partner?

-Tyrone.

Greg.

l'll put it to you like this here, player.

We peace this sh*t out,

we be outta here by July.

Be back on the streets by summertime!

Won't see none of these

b*tch-ass motherfuckers no more.

Can make some money, get some clothes,

take care of some business.

Goddamn, it sound good to me.

You down with that?

l'm down with that.

Well...

...you bring 'em,

l'll wash 'em, you dry 'em...

...we both stack 'em, all right?

For now.

Drill me night and day, baby,

till I get my fill,

-Drill me, baby,

-Drill me, baby,

-Drill me all night longI

-Drill me all night longI

-Hoo-rah!

-Hoo-rah!

-One mile!

-One mile!

-Two miles!

-Two miles!

-Three miles!

-Three miles!

-No sweat!

-No sweat!

Hey, player.

You don't stammer when you cadence.

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