Laugh Killer Laugh

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Laughter is a sin around here.

You know why? Because laughter

can mean happiness

and I want you boys to always know

happiness don't exist for you.

It exists for the privileged,

for the loved.

The world outside don't care about you!

So laughing is just pretending.

And if they make believe over here, uh-uh.

This here is a home for the wayward,

for the orphaned, for the discarded.

I am setting you up to succeed.

Because y'all too stupid

to know the truth.

And you'll thank me for this

when you get old enough, okay?

Believe me, you'll thank me

for telling you the truth.

My hates have a tendency

to move around, you know?

I hate that I'm losing this game of cards.

I hate you asking me questions.

Frank Stone?

I neither hate him nor like him.

I'm a professional headmaster.

I'm objective.

I'm not a homosexual. I'm a pedophile.

It's different, okay?

I teach them boys who they are.

So society wants to kill it.

These boys up here, who do they got?

Ain't nobody, just each other, just boys.

They gotta learn how to love each other.

So I teach 'em how.

I don't mess with old men. I'm married.

It's degenerate.

Outside the bounds.

He's on the other side of the street.

I'm walking down the street, right?

Right street. He's across the street.

Always has been.

Working for the mob.

Who does he think he is, Al Capone?

No, no!

No, no!

Knock it off.

I said knock it off.

I got it open.

Get the merchandise.

Slow down.

You can get the cops on a day off.

Listen to me, you stupid jerk-off.

You're not my boss,

so don't talk to me like that.

If I want to get some action off some

broad, I will, okay? That's my business.

I thought you acted inappropriately.

Were you tryin' to get us popped for rape?

- Next time, I'll just f*ckin' kill...

- Whoa!

You should have kept

a better class of friend.

I see the frustration of sin!

I feel the frustration of sin.

Let me tell you,

if you don't already know.

Sin is the apple that's put

in front of the horse.

It was the apple presented to Eve

in the garden of Eden.

And it's the apple of my eye when I see

that nice little rump on all of you.

It's mine to take!

I'm headmaster. That's, like, God.

That's, like, the final say, okay?

I take, I give, my surrender.

But make no mistake!

It's still me and not you.

None of you have a claim or say.

I am the last word.

Okay?

- Hey, Frank?

- Yeah.

The boss wants

to see you tomorrow. Understand?

- Let's not talk about it.

- Hooked on that shit?

- It's in their veins.

- That's like that energy drink, right?

It's their methedrine, their methedrine.

- The first energy drink ever.

- Their first guy's talking shit all the time.

- Hey, bud, are you in?

- Hey, Frank, how're you doing?

Sit down, sit down.

What do you have for me?

A pretty nice haul.

Whoa!

Nice.

Real nice.

Clean job as always?

A couple of bumps on the road,

but I paved them over, as always.

Yeah, I heard. You know, you're one

coldhearted son of a bitch, Frank.

Took out his own guy.

You know, you remind me of this...

this bedtime story that my father,

God bless his soul,

that he used to read to me as a kid.

It was about an evil bastard,

just like Frank. I'm tellin' ya.

Frank, did your father ever used

to read you bedtime stories?

I never knew my ol' man, Tony.

Oh, I'm sorry, Frank, I didn't know.

I didn't know, Frank.

Give him his money.

The money!

Okay, Frank, here's your money.

Thanks, Tony.

Hey, Frank, I got a question for you.

Now that you got all those

fazool's in your pocket,

which one of your broad's

you gonna take out?

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