Warden Walter Beatty:
You're gonna represent Glenboro prison in the annual Top Hand-competition. Congratulations!
Skip Donahue:
Oh! Oh, my god! Warden! I can't do that!
Warden Walter Beatty:
What in the hell are you talking about...?
Skip Donahue:
Well, I should have told you in your office! My mother was a veterinarian! I can't have anything to do with the exploitation of animals, she'd turn over in her grave!
Warden Walter Beatty:
I don't believe you heard me correctly. This is very important to me!
Skip Donahue:
Important to you? My mother is watching over every step I make! Do you know that my soul is on the line here...? So let's just drop...
[looks up]
Skip Donahue:
What? I said no. Whoa, I told him no! Ma, are you crazy, I have witnesses... All right, we'll talk about it in my cell!
[looks at the warden]
Skip Donahue:
Uhm... I have to go to the bathroom. Would you excuse me, warden?
[looks up at the sky again, and walks off]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:35