Ben the Prisoner:
Quite the jailer's pet, are we?
Brian:
What do you mean?
Ben the Prisoner:
You must have slipped him a few shekels, eh?
Brian:
Slipped him a few shekels-you saw him spit in my face!
Ben the Prisoner:
Oh, what wouldn't I give to be spat at in the face? I sometimes hang awake at night, dreaming of being spat at in the face.
Brian:
Well it's not exactly friendly, is it? They have me in manacles!
Ben the Prisoner:
Manacles! Ooooh, my idea of heaven, is to be allowed to be put in manacles. Just for a few hours... they must think the sun shines out your ass, sonny.
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