“They’re throwing you in the Booby-Hatch?!”
“I guess the mental hospital closed down. They run a rehab out of one of the buildings there now.”
“When do you start?”
“Tomorrow. Tonight’s my last night to shoot up.”
“You sure you wanna even bother shooting up one last time?”
“Oh, I’m sure. If I’m quitting forever, I wanna boot one last time.”
“Was the documentary crew allowed to shoot in the court room?”
“Yeah. But the camera guy told me something weird. He said the director was disappointed when I only got rehab. He said he doesn’t have the ending he wanted to the doc. What’s that mean?”
“You’ve gotta even ask that question?”
“I dont trust that guy. He’s kinda shady.”
“Not your problem right now. For the next six months, all you’ve gotta think about is getting and staying clean. And you can’t bolt from this rehab, sir.”
“I know. The judge said if I leave the program early, bam! Two years in jail.”
“And I hear you’re not allowed to sign yourself out of jail.”
“Yeah. Listen, I gotta go, but I’ll call you when I get to rehab.”
“Cool. Keep your nose clean, boy. And I mean that literally.”