We Still Steal The Old Way Page #3

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You're scared.

I see from your file that

you have applied for compassionate leave.

I can see it in your face:

you're not going to grant it.

Well, your attitude towards me hasn't helped.

I've lost faith in the system.

I've lost my sense of humor since I've been in here.

And now you've lost your chance

to see your wife before she dies.

Are you having any suicidal thoughts?

- No.

Are you on drugs ... or any form of prescription--

I really don't approve of drugs.

- Yes or no?

No.

Are you experiencing feelings

of rage or violence?

Of course I'm f***ing not!

Are you a bed-wetter?

Did you ask the others that question?

Is that a no?

Richie Archer, I've heard

a lot about you.

All good, I hope?

No Archer, not good at all.

Robbery, extortion, kidnapping, arson.

The list goes on and on.

Now, that arson, that was just an

unfortunate misunderstanding.

And the papers just blew it out of all proportion.

If I was you, I would ignore that.

Enough!

You will address me as "Governor."

And you will afford my officers the courtesy of "Sir."

Disrespect will not be tolerated.

Do I make myself clear?

Yes, Governor.

Violence and aggressive behavior will

not be tolerated. Do I make myself clear?

Yes, Governor.

You will abide by the rules.

Transgressions will not be tolerated.

Yes?

What's, uh, "transgressions" mean?

- Not what he thinks, I think.

You think you're something special, don't you?

- Not at all.

"Not at all, Sir."

Not at all, Sir.

Think you can you can just stroll in here

like some King Big-dick?

King what?

- Big Dick.

Oh.

Think about it.

Be under no illusion.

I might be new here,

but that means new rules.

You step out of line...

And I will not hesitate to crush you.

Time was, Richie, you'd've taken a shot like that.

Time was, Roy, I'd've seen it coming.

- Left

Over to this cell.

- Oh, this way.

This way.

Here's your new cellmate.

Hello David.

I've got a new playmate for you.

I know how you hate being on your lonesome.

Y'allright fellow?

I'll leave you two to get acquainted.

Right. There you go.

Home sweet home.

I presume you still

do room service?

Snap!

Shame; that would've

saved a lot of time.

You're a sight for sore eyes, Richie Archer.

George.

You look good.

Don't lie; I'm tired.

That's why I came in

to repay my debt to you.

What are Butch and Roy doing here?

This was meant to be a one-man job.

Yeah; you know what they're like.

- Loyal to last.

More people means more risk.

- Don't worry, George.

It's all in hand.

- She hasn't got much time.

No...I know, I know.

You'll see Alice again,

you've got my word on that.

I know I can rely on you,

always could.

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