The Philly Kid

Philly Kid! Dillon McGwire!

Born in Baton Rouge, the

way to Drexel ...

the way to Baton Rouge!

- The challenger, Chase Perkins!

- He holds it.

He will lose. he'll lose,

Baton Rouge!

He Lost! he Lost!

- What's that?

- David Alexander.

Who?

you.

This guy was born in 1953.

What, man. They would sell

booze to a baby.

This guy looks like a serial killer.

You look like a David Alexander.

- Okay, f*ck it.

- Come, I'll go with you, David.

Come on!

Identity?

Hey, man. Got a light?

Hey.

- Yes, of course, here.

- You got a cigarette?

Hey, where you're going, man? Relax.

- I'm going back inside.

- What else do you have?

- I do not know what ...

- Has a wallet.

Anything else, Mr. Alexander?

- That's all.

- Guys!

- What the hell?

- Guys!

- Get it, get it.

- Give me the damn wallet!

Let's go!

But that ...

In at here.

Shit, man.

Hey, man!

Wow, shit, man!

- Call an ambulance!

- And say what?

- Where did you get that thing?

- I do not know, it was here

It was on the fucking ground, allright?

- To the ground ! Freeze!

- Hold it!

It's not my gun !

It's not my gun !

- Lower!

- No!

No!

No!

Hold it ! Stay on the ground !

Jake, get down! Jake!

- We did nothing !

- Shut up ! Stay on the ground !

Speak to them, Jake!

We did nothing !

Face to the floor, now!

Turn around! Hands back.

I'll kill you.

You little shit.

You killed my partner.

He is dead. You hear me?

I'll kill you, you piece of shit.

GLADIATORS:

LOUISIANA STATE PENITENCIARY

ANGOLA:

Guards!

I have to stop the bleeding.

It'll be okay.

Guards!

TEN YEARS AFTER:

Yes, yes.

Yes, thirty.

Yes, yes.

Ok, ok, ok, ok.

Never marry a woman

Puerto Rican.

McGwire, right?

Yes, sir.

I'm Ryan Maygold. I'll be

your parole officer.

What are you reading?

Melville.

Melville?

"Moby Dick."

on a fish, right?

It says here at the time of your arrest

your were living with your grandmother ...

Dorothy McGwire on Robinson Street.

Have you spoken to her?

She died. Four years ago.

And Connie McGwire?

She moved to California

when I was 12.

Here is a list of places that

the city compiled in 1988.

They were hiring at

the time, then ...

Good luck with that.

The state of Louisiana enacted

a period of parole ...

lasting no less than a

year, and no more than three.

you are required to to meet with me once a month,

submit to a drug testing ...

live in a half way house.

not being arrested ...

don't blow shit up,

no fly to Yemen.

I'll begin your paperwork ...

and if no one sets fire to himself

in the next three hours ...

we should have you processed.

Welcome to the show.

Curfew at 22.30

unless you have ...

a work permit.

No drugs, no booze, no girls.

Last guy left some food.

If the bed is too hard

just call the room service ...

they will send another.

Here you go, man. Good luck

- Yes?

- Police open.

hands up.

Welcome back, kid.

What's up?

You look good, man.

Still smells like piss in here.

I brought you this.

I know you have nothing when you get out.

- Thanks.

- Yes

Look ...

Sorry not to have come and visit.

I do not know, couldn't take myself

back to those gates, you know?

Man, I can't believe it's you sitting in here.

How often did we dream about this while sitting

in that cage, huh?

- How's work?

- Nothing yet.

Yeah. It's quite bleak out here

but I got it.

I talked to my Uncle Lenny ...

he can take you. You know,

he's looking for help.

-Yeah ?

- Yeah.

That'll help a lot.

Thanks, man.

Come on. let's go.

Where?

I wanna see if you still got it

Hey, Don, started yet ?

- Second round, man.

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