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[man] And now a new record from the fat cat

who knows where it's at.

From New Orleans, Louisiana, none other than Fats Domino.

I'm In Love Again.

Yes, it's me and I'm in love again

Had no lovin' since you know when

You know I love you

Yes I do

And I'm saving all my lovin' just for you

Need your lovin' and I need it bad

Just like a dog when he's goin' mad

Woo-ee, baby

Woo-oo-ee

Baby, won't you give your love to me

Eenie-meenie and miney-mo

You told me you didn't want me around no more

Woo-ee, baby

Woo-oo-ee

Baby, don't you let your dog bite me

[music continues]

[tires screech]

[loud revving]

When you go out on a date,

does that mean you have to kiss the boy?

Only if you want to. Why?

Well, our class is going to the carnival tonight

and Jerry Hefflinger asked me to be his date.

Jerry Hefflinger?

Isn't he the boy you told me was kind of cute?

Yeah, I guess.

[dramatic music on TV]

[woman] Come on, Jodie, come on.

[chirruping]

- [woman] What was that? - [second woman] Never mind.

Just don't eat too much cotton candy, okay?

I promise.

All right. Now just don't try any jive on me. Let's go.

Going out?

A regular Einstein, Uncle Charlie.

You've grown up real pretty, Donna, real pretty.

- [Donna] Here we go again. - Stay home tonight, Donna.

- No. - Stay home tonight, Donna.

We could have a good time, you and me.

[horn]

Tell your friends to beat it. We can be all alone.

No.

I'll go get her.

- So pretty. So pretty. - [Donna screams]

[doorbell]

- Hi, Gary. - Where you think you're going?

Get back.

Get out of here, punk.

Watch who you're pushing, pops.

- Happy landing! - [grunting]

You bastard.

Come here. Uncle Charlie's gonna make everything all right.

Be cool, daddy-o.

Seems to me we got a little misunderstanding here.

The young lady and my friend Gary

have a long-standing social engagement.

Surely a hip cat like yourself knows...

Where are you going, punk?

[man on TV] Stomach pain got you down?

[grunting]

[man] Troubled by devilish indigestion, bloating or gas?

[Gary] Vince!

- Come on, let's go. - He's not worth it.

[man] Your belly buddy in a bottle.

[Charlie groans]

[man] Just two tablespoons of pleasant tasting Tummy Chummy

and you'll be sitting pretty.

That's Tummy Chummy.

Your belly buddy in a bottle.

So, where are we going?

I don't care, as long as we stay out late.

I'll tell you where we're going. A party in Bel Air. Richville.

Yeah, you know someone in Bel Air?

Not exactly.

But I'm sure those stuck-up brats

would be happy to get a load of us.

You wanna crash that scene?

I know, we could go to the drive-in.

Don't you wanna see the look on those snobs' faces

when we walk in the door?

- It'll be a gas, man. - You're asking for trouble.

I think the drive-in will be a really swinging scene.

Come on, Vince. The drive-in.

Party sounds great to me.

[tires screeching]

- Hey, Vince. - Get out.

Get out. Get out, you tramp.

- Get out. - Get out, you little floozy.

You little tramp. You floozy. Get out of the car.

You too. Get out. You're too chicken to ride with me.

- Get outta here. - Be cool, man.

Fucker.

He didn't want to go to the drive-in.

Oh, shit.

About the floozy, I didn't really mean that.

- I don't think you're a floozy. - Yeah, yeah.

Why don't you come up here with me and get comfortable?

[screams in delight]

[chirruping]

I thought we were going to a party.

Why don't we have a private party right here?

- I don't think so. - Hey, don't get me wrong.

- I just want to talk. - What do you wanna talk about?

That old guy tonight. What was that scene about?

My uncle.

Me and my sister have been living with him since I was 13.

That's when Mom died.

It was either him or my Aunt Emily in Kansas

and she's so poor she's barely able to send a Christmas card.

I wasn't there a month before my uncle started coming after me.

Well, I say, the old slob got what he deserved.

I won't let him hurt you any more, baby. You got my word.

That creep touches you again, he's a dead man.

Okay?

You stole this car.

[Vince] So what if I did?

You seemed to be enjoying yourself.

Yeah, sure, chicks like a nice, fast car.

The thing is they cost a lot of dough, all right?

I ain't about to make that 9-5 scene so I can have a cool car.

It's easier to take them.

And a lot more kicks.

Speaking of kicks, we were getting in a nice groove there.

What say we pick up where we left off, huh?

- No, I don't think so. - What are you worried about?

Look, I don't mind some kicks, but I don't want to go to jail.

[laughs]

I guess I kicked the wrong chick out of the car.

Well, I guess you did.

Well, maybe I still have time to find Josie.

[engine turns]

[tires screeching]

Hey, slow down!

Slow down.

What's the matter, baby? Don't you like to fly?

- I do. - Look out!

[brakes screech]

Oh, shit.

Run!

[dog barks]

[siren]

- [man] She ran from the scene. - [judge] She in this courtroom?

There she is right there.

[judge] Why do you think this happened?

She runs with a bad crowd, Your Honor.

That bum she was with, he beat me up.

I couldn't go to work for a week.

This Vince fellow we keep hearing about,

had you ever seen him before?

No, I had never seen him before.

I met him that night at the pool hall.

We got to talking. He offered me a ride.

The car looked cool, so I said yes.

Your Honor, I ask you for leniency for Donna Patterson,

a girl whose only crime was being at the wrong place

at the wrong time.

I ask Your Honor to recognize that Donna has been employed

for 18 months, working as a waitress at the Speedway Café.

I ask that this court show young Donna Patterson

the mercy and compassion

that is the core of the juvenile justice system.

Donna, I know this hasn't been easy for you,

but I need you to tell me the name of the boy

- who was driving that vehicle. - Vince. That's all I know.

I was only with him a couple hours.

There are a lot of Vinces. What was the boy's last name?

Where does he live?

I don't know his last name. He didn't tell me...

[judge] I find the defendant guilty of the following charges:

accessory to manslaughter, refusal to cooperate,

[echoing] possession... assault and battery...

By the power invested in me by the California Youth Authority,

I sentence you to one year

in the McCarthy Reform School for Wayward Girls.

[gavel echoing]

Hey, come on, kitten.

[Donna] No! Please! Let go!

[door slams shut]

Hi.

I'm Dink.

I'm a klepto.

My shrink says I'm acting out to get attention.

Boy, was he steamed when I lifted his wallet.

So what are you going in for?

I'm an atomic spy.

Hey, are you scared?

I'm kind of scared.

A little.

How bad can it be, right?

[shrieking]

Now turn around. Bend over and spread 'em, ladies.

[Turnbull] Come.

Sit down, ladies.

Angela Dinkins, Donna Patterson, Mrs. Turnbull.

I apologize for the somewhat inhospitable introduction

to our institution, but it can't be helped.

Hygiene, you know. Very important.

Well, I've had a look at your files,

and I must say, you both are perfect candidates

for rehabilitation here at McCarthy.

But let's just set things perfectly clear from the start,

shall we?

Walk the line, stay out of trouble, we'll get along fine.

Cross the line, cause problems,

you'll be sent up the river to the real prison,

where you'll be old ladies before you get out.

Understood?

Is that an Olympic gold medal?

Oh, how observant of you.

I won it in Berlin. 1936. 440s relay.

We set a world record.

- Must be worth a fortune. - Oh.

- In memories, yes. - [bell rings]

I look forward to getting to know you better,

but it's time now for your evaluation with Dr. Meeks, our psychiatrist.

He's very popular with the girls. Good luck.

Ladies.

[bell rings]

Donna Patterson?

Please, come in.

Sit down.

[girls shout outside]

So, how are you coming along, Donna?

All right.

All right?

That's... That's good.

Well... Now...

Donna, we're going to take a psychological evaluation.

Now, tell me, Donna, what do you see?

A family.

And who is in that family, Donna?

Well, a little girl, her brother, the mom and the dad.

What about the dog, Donna?

What about her?

What makes you feel the dog is a she?

'Cause it doesn't have a penis.

Can't see penis.

I'm going to be honest with you, Donna.

This can be a harsh environment.

I want you to remember one thing, Donna.

I am your friend.

You can always come talk to me.

My office door is always open to you, Donna.

Thank you, doctor.

I appreciate that very much, doctor.

[bell rings]

First bell, 6:00am. Breakfast, 6:45,

then classes, work on grounds and PE. Dinner 6:00pm.

Rec room privileges 7 to 8:30. Lights out at 9:00.

- [woman] What ya got? - Patterson, Donna.

You're allowed one visit per week, 30 minutes.

You're allowed one phone call per week. Request time and day.

Don't even think about escape.

Escape police have dogs and it really pisses us off.

Here we are. Your home, sweet home.

- And keep it neat. - What the fuck is this?

My shoes. What the fuck do they look like?

[Carmen] I'm telling you the last time.

I don't want your shit smelling up my stuff.

If you're gonna kill each other, do it on somebody else's shift.

I hate it when a girl gets hurt. The paperwork takes hours

and the state don't pay no overtime.

Peña, move.

Go!

[girls chatting indistinct]

[Mona] Hi.

I'm Mona Smith.

Breaking and entering.

Hi, I'm Donna. Patterson.

Car theft, hit-and-run.

Joanie. Possession of marijuana.

Lucy. Soliciting.

Priscilla. Aggravated assault.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

[woman] Why is understanding proper nutrition so important?

Because, ladies, you are the future homemakers of America.

While your husbands are out there

creating the highest standard of living in the world,

you will be working in the kitchen,

creating meals which, when properly balanced,

will provide the strength to defeat those Communist hordes.

Girls, after completing this course, I think you'll agree,

a zesty, well presented meal is the key to keeping America free.

[claps hands] Let's get to work.

Mystery meat again.

Must be a Commie plot.

Manicurist, that is me when I get out of here.

There's a bright future in nails. Everybody's got 'em.

I want to be in the movies, just like Natalie Wood,

except in my own way.

What are you doing?

You stole a candy bar from my bunk.

- Two desserts for me. - You liar.

Don't fuck with me, bitch.

Here, have mine.

This is between me and her. You keep out of it.

What difference does it matter whose pudding you eat?

You know, you got a big mouth on you, Donna.

Maybe you wouldn't talk so much

if you had something stuffed in it.

[girls laugh]

[Mona] You're gonna get it.

What the hell is going on?!

- [woman] Settle down! - Who started this?

Either somebody speak up, or I'm gonna pick somebody.

Okay, I'll pick between one of the new girls

and one of the old reliables.

Eenie, meenie,

- miney... - Me.

I did it. I started it.

[Miriam] That earns you a date with the mop. Let's go, come on.

Move.

[bell rings]

[ Johnny Powers: Long Blond Hair]

I brought this for you.

I thought it might help the time go quicker.

But I get it back when you're done cleaning up this shithole.

[man] That was Johnny Powers singing Long Blond Hair.

Ha. Long blond hair? I don't care if she's got a rash,

just as long as she's got some cash.

And now, Mr. Antoine "Fats" Domino,

singing his hit I'm In Love Again.

Yes, it's me and I'm in love again

Had no lovin' since you know when

You know I love you Yes I do

And I'm saving all my lovin' just for you

Need your lovin' and I need it bad

Just like a dog when he's goin' mad

Woo-ee, baby

Woo-oo-ee

Baby, won't you give your love to me

Eenie-meenie and miney-mo

You told me you didn't want me around no more

Woo-ee, baby

Woo-oo-ee

Baby, don't you let your dog bite me

[Miriam] One, two, one, two. Let's go, one, two...

Healthy bodies, healthy minds.

One, two, let's go.

Let's go. One, one, one...

[Buxbaum blows whistle] Priscilla!

[Miriam] Sound body, sound mind, ladies. Let's go.

[breathing heavily]

Good job. See Miss Turnbull.

[Buxbaum blows whistle] Janet.

That was your best time yet.

- Good work. - [panting] Thanks.

I have something for you. A reward for all your efforts.

It's beautiful.

[Turnbull] I had something like it when I ran in Berlin.

Let's hope it brings you luck at our meet at Velmont.

I'm sure it will, ma'am.

If it does, I have something else for you.

An early release. You have my word.

[whistle blows] Patterson!

One, two. One, two...

[sighs] What about the new girls? Any prospects?

The klepto's a klutz, but the car thief has potential.

[Miriam] One, two... Pick up those feet.

Move those arms.

- What you got there? - Let's see.

[Miriam] Move. Let's go.

[scoffs] My daddy doesn't even know I'm in here.

Got himself shipped off to Korea last year.

- My father's a murderer. - You think that's bad?

Mine's in advertising.

How do you feel about your father, Angela?

Embarrassed.

He makes a fortune selling people shit they don't need.

- [girl chuckles] - Do I sense hostility here?

Hey! So her father pisses her off?

What's the big deal? Whose doesn't?

It's important to get in touch with these feelings, Carmen.

[sighs]

I don't really want to talk about it, okay?

I hardly ever saw my father.

He always had something more important to do.

This latest suicide attempt,

is this related to your problems with your father?

Maybe I just wanted him to know I was there, okay?

You wanna see the scars?

- No, that's okay. - It's okay.

Unless a public display of exhibitionism

would make you feel better, Angela.

- Go fuck yourself, Ted. - Ooh.

I'll take that under consideration.

Now, let's cut the crap.

You really do hate your father, don't you?

Look, lay off, she's had enough.

Good session.

I think we got in touch with some strong feelings today.

[bell rings]

- I said no. - [groans] God.

Where the hell is Priscilla?

Our little track star has to be in the team picture, you know.

[man] Okay, ladies, big smile.

[all] Cheese.

That's Ben Plack. Plack's Plumbing.

- He sponsors the team. - [man] Right here.

Also gets the plumbing contract every year. Amazing coincidence.

I bet he's cleaning her pipes on a regular basis.

If she's fucking anybody it's the coach.

Let's go, girls, get back to work.

[man] One more, ladies. Don't we look lovely?

[all] Cheese.

[ The Smithereens: The Stroll]

[moaning]

[man] Young man, this isn't your bedroom.

[girl shrieks]

Welcome back to Next Question Please,

the show where knowledge of the arcane and mundane

can earn you up to $44,000 in cash prizes.

We have come to a very interesting

and exciting moment in our show.

Both champion and challenger are in separate booths

and will have just 30 seconds to come up with the answer

to our final question.

Okay? Here we go.

For $15,000 and the chance to return next week,

[drumroll]

where is the city of Montevideo...

- [man] That's Montevideo. - ..Montevideo located?

- Brazil? - Jersey, near the shore.

- The challenger is cute. - What are you watching?

- This shit is rigged. - No, this is television.

They wouldn't pull a scam like that.

[Carmen] Yeah, right.

And the correct answer is...

- Uruguay. - Uruguay.

Dink.

You had to have your thinking cap on for that one.

Before we see if our contestants came up

with the winning response...

- Where are you going? - Weekly evaluation time.

[Carmen] Please be on time, Donna.

It's very good to see you, Donna.

I'm very pleased with your adjustment, Donna.

Just thaw and chaw.

I'm very pleased with your adjustment, Donna.

You seem to be exhibiting the type of behavior

I associate with the rehabilitative personality.

All right, I'll see you next week.

Come over here, Donna.

Take a look outside of this window

and tell me, what do you see?

The yard. The wall.

And beyond that wall,

a whole world just waiting for you, Donna.

I'd like to help you find your place in that world.

You know, a good word from me

can go a long way with the judge.

A very long way, in fact.

I'd appreciate anything you would do for me.

In what way would you show that appreciation, Donna?

Would you screw me in the back seat of a hot rod,

like you do your horny, pimple-faced little boyfriends?

I'm gonna report you, you sick piece of shit.

You report me? Ha! That's funny.

Who's gonna believe a little tramp like you, Donna?

You're just like all the other little sluts.

Besides, you know you like how it feels, don't you, Donna? Hmm?

You're right. I do.

- [screams] - [Meeks groans]

[grunts]

She's a nymphomaniac, Miriam.

- She threw herself at me. - You are such a liar.

When I tried to restrain her, she attacked me.

I'll have my report on Mrs. Turnbull's desk in the morning.

Donna.

[bell rings]

[Miriam] One blanket and a pot to piss. No contact with anyone.

Enjoy.

- [door slams] - [bolt locks]

Fucking fuckers!

Jesus.

[sobs]

[knocking]

[Miriam echoing] Your friend, the State of California,

says all minors must receive one half-hour of exercise every week.

Let's go.

You have 27 minutes.

[Vince] That's an ostrich, right?

Yeah.

Say, your Donna's sister Kathy, right?

- Yeah. - I'm a friend of Donna's.

In fact, she asked me to make sure you were doing okay

while she was... away.

Doing time, you mean? I wasn't born yesterday.

[chuckles] Well, you're a hip little chick, Kathy.

Say, you ever been down to the pier?

They got some great rides.

- Roller coaster? - Big dipper. The coolest.

- I love roller coasters. - Well, what are we waiting for?

Let's go. Come on.

Donna will be real happy to hear you're having some fun.

She really cares the world about you, Kathy.

Donna. Coach Buxbaum tells me that you are very fast.

Have you ever had any formal track training?

I've never had any formal anything.

You have a gift, Donna.

And I would like to offer you something.

This is a signed and dated early release form.

You could be out of here in four months, instead of a year.

What's the catch?

I don't blame you for being cynical.

It hasn't exactly been a walk in the park, has it?

But maybe this could help you turn things around.

What do I have to do?

Just run.

Run?

In a few weeks we have our meet against Velmont Academy,

the fancy girls' prep school in Hillsdale.

It's going to be close.

I like to beat them.

As a matter of fact, I love to beat them.

And with you, I think we can.

Mrs. Turnbull,

how do I know this won't mysteriously disappear?

- [chuckles] - [bell rings]

Well, sometimes, my dear, in life we have to trust people.

Think it over.

But don't take too long.

Miriam.

Man, what planet are you on?

- Got a lot on my mind, I guess. - Anybody got a light?

Just by writing in, I could win a dream date with Elvis.

- Would that be cool, or what? - I dunno.

My idea of a dream date is with Sal Mineo.

- [Mona and Joanie] Sal Mineo? - Yeah.

He's suffered. Been lonely. I can see it in his eyes.

And that makes him dream date material?

He'd know how it feels to be ignored. He'd treat me special.

Five minutes alone and he's trying to get in your pants.

What are you, the Kinsey Report?

I've spent so much time wrestling in the back of a car

- I could turn pro. - Well,

me and Sal might indulge in the pleasures of the flesh,

but there'd be no wrestling.

I would give myself to him willingly.

It would be beautiful.

[Mona and Joanie] Virgin.

King me.

Patterson. Visitor.

- For me? - Any other Pattersons here?

- Mona, you're on report. - For what?

- Possession of stolen property. - Shit.

And profanity.

Thanks, Dink.

[quiet chatter]

Hey, baby. Still looking cherry.

How are they treating you?

What are you doing here?

I had some bad luck.

Got popped for grand theft auto.

Smoke?

Saw this baby blue ragtop that was just screaming

"Take me for a ride, daddy-o."

Anyway, my old man let me rot in jail for a week

before he sprung for bail.

- What's that got to do with me? - Everything.

The cops have been trying to tie me

into that hit-and-run deal.

I wanted to make sure your memory for faces

wasn't getting any better.

I even brought me a little insurance policy.

That little sister of yours is gonna be a heartbreaker.

I'd hate to see anything happen to that little doll.

- You dig? - You fuck.

Get anywhere near her and I will kill you.

My, my, such language.

Ain't they teaching you nothing?

You make sure you don't remember nothing about that night

and your baby sister will be just fine.

Good seeing you.

Stay in touch, doll face.

[telephone rings]

- Hello? - [Donna] Kathy?

- Donna? - Yeah.

[Kathy] I miss you.

I miss you, too.

Look, that guy you went to the pier with the other day,

I want you to stay away from him.

- Why? - He's bad news.

You promise? Stay away from him.

- Okay. - Good.

I got a plan.

I can get out of here sooner than we thought.

- Really? - Yeah.

Look, I gotta go.

I love you and really miss you.

Okay. Bye.

[whistle]

- [woman] Five-minute break. - Oh, no, do we have to?

Can't we keep working?

Thanks, bitch.

Pretty tough detail you got here.

Look, Turnbull wants me rested. It wasn't my idea.

[whistle]

Go.

Hey, track star.

How's it feel to be one of Turnbull's pets?

It feels good, okay? So don't give me shit about it.

Okay, hotshot.

You wanna race?

First one to the shed.

[both] Go!

Yes.

What's that?

Matron Mather's private supply.

Close the door. At least the old bitch is good for something.

You know, you're faster than anybody here.

Why not run for Turnbull? You could have it made.

You take something from them, you owe them.

I don't wanna owe them nothing.

I don't want nothing to do with them.

What'd you do to get in here in the first place?

Burned down a house.

Of course, my foster parents were in it at the time.

Big problem.

I waited till they were asleep,

then I torched the place.

I was 11 years old.

Been in places like this ever since.

[Carmen] See,

they used to get their jollies off using me as an ashtray.

You wanna see?

They did that?

Hey, what are you doing? That's my bunk.

Don't play stupid with me, bitch.

My necklace is missing and I know you took it.

Who'd want that rinky thing? It's ugly.

This your bag? Look like my necklace?

[Dink] Can't you take a joke?

You bitch!

- [whistle] - [woman] Hold on.

- [alarm sounding] - Nothing to see here, ladies.

- Let go of me. - It's all over.

- Get off me. - My fucking knee.

Oh, shit. My knee.

What's a little time in the penitentiary?

It could be worse. What if I'd broken her leg

and not just messed up her knee?

Bull would've had me electrocuted.

[Donna] Dink, you'll be okay. Don't worry.

If my father calls or something, let him know where I am, okay?

Bye, Dink.

Bye.

Bye, Dink.

- No. - Don't get the wrong idea.

I just thought you needed a friend.

Look, what happened with you and me...

[Carmen] It scares you.

You want me to stay away from you?

No.

I don't know.

It might be best.

I'm sorry.

There's no need to be sorry, girl.

You and me, we're friends.

That shit don't change.

Patterson, go back to sleep.

Peña, get back to bed.

Good night.

[Kathy] Met any murderers here?

[Donna laughs] No, the girls in here

are just like everybody else. Just got caught is all.

Like me.

- Any bank robbers? - 'Fraid not.

- How's school? - She's doing great.

Gonna be in the Christmas pageant.

The Virgin Mary. Ain't that something?

Maybe I'll be home in time to see it.

Really? I hope so.

Wrap it up, people.

Thanks for bringing her out to see me.

Flesh and blood gotta stick together.

[Miriam] Sorry, time's up.

We'll try to get back again real soon.

Come on, kitten.

I miss you.

I miss you, too.

I'm gonna be home really soon, okay? I promise you.

[Miriam] I said time's up.

[girls chatting]

Duck and cover.

[all groan]

Come on, now, girls, duck and cover.

Man, not this bullshit again.

I hate this drill, it fucks up my hair.

If we were under actual Commie bombardment,

the flash from an atomic warhead

might cause permanent eye damage.

Donna?

Donna!

Donna, you get back here right this minute.

Donna? Shouldn't you be in class?

Mrs. Turnbull, I need to make a phone call, it's important.

The visit today upset you, didn't it?

You don't trust your uncle with your sister, do you?

So you'll let me call her?

Actually, I'm suspending your phone privileges.

What?

Wanting to get your sister away

will make you run faster,

which gets you out of here sooner.

And this type of delicate family matter

needs to be handled in person.

So you see, I'm just giving you a little lesson in motivation.

[Carmen] Hey, hey, hey.

What's the matter?

It's my perverted uncle.

He's starting in on my sister, I know he is.

I have a plan to get her out,

but fucking Turnbull won't let me use the phone.

I never use the fucking phone.

I mean, who do I have to talk to?

I'll make the call for you.

- [Donna] You would do that? - [Carmen] What are friends for?

We are gonna get that little sister of yours out of there.

Feel better now?

Come here.

[phone ringing]

- Hello? - [Carmen] Kathy?

- Yeah. - Hi, my name is Carmen Peña.

I'm a friend of Donna's. Are you alone right now?

- Yeah. - Good. Now listen carefully.

In Donna's bedroom behind the mirror, there's a box,

and in that box is money that she saved from her waitress job.

She wants you to take it and buy a bus ticket to Kansas.

- Kansas? - Yeah, tonight.

She doesn't want you to take that shit from your uncle.

There's enough to get you there and help out your Aunt Emily

until Donna can get out of here.

Now you be brave, Kathy.

- Peña. - You do it. You hear me?

Mrs. Turnbull requests the pleasure of your company, pronto.

I gotta go, but you do what I told you, okay?

- Okay. - [Carmen] Okay, bye.

Bye.

- [knocking] - Come.

[Turnbull] Sit down, Donna.

You can leave us, Miriam. I want to deal with this privately.

It's okay.

Well, ladies,

some very serious charges have been brought against you.

What? Flushing Kotex down the john?

Hey, we promise it'll never happen again.

It's all some kind of joke to you, isn't it, Peña?

Well, let me tell you,

the state doesn't treat sexual perversion lightly.

Sexual perversion?

- It's been reported to me... - By some snitch.

...that you two have been engaging in intimate embraces.

Mouth kissing.

Fondling.

And other such deviant sexual practices.

Maybe a snitch like Priscilla.

And while I understand, Donna,

that in this case Peña seduced you,

she's grown up incarcerated, no outlet for her desires,

I'm afraid that you were easy prey for her.

And I also am afraid that I am very much to blame too.

I put the lamb in with the lioness

and now I am surprised when the lamb gets eaten.

She didn't seduce me.

I wanted to.

[Turnbull] Inmates' code of honor.

Admirable.

Miriam.

It won't work.

Take Peña down. 30 days.

Solitary.

- Shall we? - Sure, why not?

I could use a little R and R.

I'm getting real tired of all these snitches

hanging around this place anyway.

See you around.

Don't make the same mistake again, Donna.

[Donna] Mistake?

You want to protect everyone.

That's why you're in here in the first place,

wanting to protect that boy, Vince somebody.

And now Carmen.

It's a self-destructive pattern.

And all because you don't think enough of yourself.

- Is that so? - Yes.

Yes, it is.

But just you wait until after the meet tomorrow.

You'll feel differently.

Success is waiting for you, Donna,

you just have to make the right choice.

Do you understand?

I think I do.

That's an awful lot of money for a little girl.

- Give it to me for safekeeping. - No.

Give it here. Get over here.

[groans]

You bitch!

[Buxbaum] Priscilla, you gonna help cheer us on today?

My God.

Listen up, ladies. Mrs. Turnbull wants to have a few words.

Mrs. Turnbull.

Girls,

today you have the chance to do something special.

To prove to the world

that you don't need wealth and privilege to succeed.

Today you represent the spirit of teamwork and discipline

that McCarthy is all about.

Make me proud of you.

Okay, ladies, come on, gather round. Come on.

Everybody put your hand in.

Dearest Father in Heaven,

I ask you to touch these girls with Your divine grace.

Let them rejoice in their youthful speed and strength.

Let them know that despite coming from broken homes and abject poverty,

they too are worthy of Your blessings.

Oh, Lord,

let them beat these spoiled little brats from Velmont.

Okay, on three. One, two, three.

[all] Go, McCarthy, beat Velmont!

Let's kick some butt.

[woman] Good afternoon, everyone,

it's a beautiful day for our meet

and we at Velmont Academy

would like to give a warm welcome to our guests

from the McCarthy Reform School for Wayward Girls.

So let's hear it.

Let's give a big welcome to the friendly competition,

the visiting team from McCarthy.

- Go, McCarthy! - Go, McCarthy!

[woman] And here they are.

Let's hear it for the home team,

our own, Velmont Victorians, led by Coach Dunbar.

Peggy Simpson, Doris McDonald, Laurie Anderson,

Marly Dickson, Linda Wilson, Barbara Moran,

Lola Parker, Ashley Stewart, Babs McCullough,

Leslie Busfield, Penny Florence

and Jody Beaumont, your valedictorian!

[people cheering] Jody! Jody! Jody!

That's Jody Beaumont, state champion, 440, last year.

Chrissey, come on.

Ready to do or die today?

Let's beat the pants off these rich girls, huh?

[woman] The 100-yard dash is our first event today.

Runners to the starting line, please.

Runners to the starting line, please.

Runners, take your marks.

Get set.

Go! Go! Go!

Yes! Oh!

[woman] First place in the 100-yard dash

goes to Donna Patterson.

Good.

[woman] Congratulations, Donna.

And remember, everyone,

good sportsmanship is the name of the game

here at Velmont Academy.

[woman] Winner of the high hurdles, Jody Beaumont.

Our own Jody Beaumont bringing Velmont into the lead.

I'm sorry about Carmen.

I didn't know Bull would get so heavy on her.

I just wanted away from that damn mop.

So how's your knee?

Better. Bull took it worse than me.

She's really flipped on beating these rich girls.

The way I see it, this is really about Bull

getting turned down for that principal job here.

Good luck.

[woman] Oh, folks! We may have a meet record here.

Let's see if we do.

We do! At 14 feet, 9 inches,

Jody Beaumont wins the long jump for Velmont.

And we're all tied up at 51:51.

[Buxbaum] Final event, 440 relay.

Donna, you're running anchor. Don't look at the score.

[Turnbull] Donna.

[woman] It all comes down to the last event, the 440 relay.

Now, folks, let's wish both teams good luck

and thank them for giving us such a close, exciting meet.

[crowd cheering] Come on! Come on, run!

[cheerleaders] Let's go, Velmont, let's go!

Let's go, Velmont, let's go!

Let's go, Velmont, let's go!

Let's go, Velmont, let's go!

Let's go, Velmont, let's go!

Let's go, Velmont, let's go!

Go, Velmont!

Yes!

[girl] Go! Go, Donna, you can do it.

[Donna breathing heavily]

[heartbeat]

Oh, yes!

- Oh, yes! - We're winning.

[Turnbull] Success is waiting for you, Donna,

you just have to make the right choice.

[Buxbaum] Come on!

- Come on, come on. - Go!

[Carmen] You take something from them, you owe them.

I don't wanna owe them nothing.

I don't want nothing to do with them.

[Turnbull] Don't make the same mistake again, Donna.

You want to protect everyone,

like wanting to protect that boy, Vince somebody,

and now Carmen.

It's a self-destructive pattern

and all because you don't think enough of yourself.

Success is waiting for you, Donna,

you just have to make the right choice.

- What? - Come on, go over!

What are you doing? Come on!

Finish!

Over the line! Over the line!

[woman] Come on, Donna.

Come on. Over the line!

Come on. Come on!

Please!

[all] Yeah!

Come on!

[woman] Velmont wins.

Jody Beaumont crosses the finish line in victory in the 440 relay

and Velmont wins.

Congratulations to Jody Beaumont

and the Velmont Victorians.

A thrilling victory in the last lap of the 440.

What a sensational finish, everyone, to a glorious day.

Hey. From Kansas.

She's safe.

[ The Smithereens: The Stroll]