[Angel, Davis and Carlin are all lined up against a wall]
Mr Sands:
Right. I'm Mr. Sands, this is Mr Greaves. I'm the senior officer and I run 'A' wing. I run it. Right, Carlin?
Carlin:
Yes, Sir!
Mr Sands:
I come down very heavy on anyone who doesn't grasp that fact. Right? Right?
Carlin:
Yes, Sir!
[Mr Sands walks up to Angel]
Mr Sands:
Angel, you're in a single room. Some of the lads are what you might call... "prejudiced". You're well advised to keep yourself to yourself. It's your first borstal, innit lad?
Angel:
Yes, sir, apart from the Scrubs...
Mr Sands:
[interrupts Angel]
Forget the Scrubs! The holiday's over.
Mr. Greaves:
Move!
[Angel moves]
Mr Sands:
Davis, you were foolish enough to run away from an open borstal and you'll soon be wishing you were back there. You're in a single room. Now move!
[Davis moves]
Mr. Greaves:
[at Davis]
Move it!
Mr Sands:
[at Carlin]
Carlin, you're in a dormitory. Now, move!
[Carlin moves]
Mr Sands:
That's it! In there, on the left.
[Carlin goes to the dormitory on the left and stops. Mr Sands walks in]
Mr Sands:
[points at an empty bed]
That's yours, Carlin.
[Carlin moves to the empty bed]
Mr Sands:
You know the ropes and you know why you're here. I'll jump on you from a great height if you so much as breathe. Got that?
Carlin:
Yes, sir!
Mr Sands:
There's a lad, a big lad called Pongo in that bed. He heard you were coming. Now, grab that bumper and get to work on that floor. I wanna shave in it!
[Carlin grabs the broom and scrubs the floor. As he scrubs the floor, Mr Sands deliberately drops Carlin's gear]
Mr Sands:
Carlin?
[Carlin stops momentarily]
Mr Sands:
We don't leave our bed space in that condition in here. Make up your bed and your gear away. On the double!
[Carlin puts the broom away and unpacks his gear]
Mr Sands:
Next time, you're on report.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:06