Original subtitles

(tense instrumental music)

- [Man] You've really done it this time, guys.

Society's done everything it can to rehabilitate you.

You've had probation, juvie hall, work camp.

Now you're with us in youth authority.

- (scoffs) Let the Samurai Boys take care of them.

- We're supposed to make one last attempt

at rehabilitating you.

But I'm gonna tell you something truthfully.

The system's just about burned out on your kind.

Now there are a lot of people in this institution

who would like to help you.

And there are a few more who wouldn't bad an eye

if you were found lyin' with a blade in your back.

I want you to get with the program.

There are a lot of rules here,

and the usual merit system.

Do good and you rack up points.

Things get easier.

Fightin', gettin' high, punkin' out, smugglin',

it'll land your butts in solitary.

This building is known as the Dead Zone

or just a Zone.

It's real easy to sink to the bottom here.

There are very few privileges.

Don't blow it.

- You want the top or the bottom?

- This room's too small.

- Help me up.

- Welcome.

- Hey, hey, man, get out of here.

You're breathing up all the oxygen.

- The Samurai Boys are waitin' for you.

- Rumble?

- Rumble.

- Rumble.

(tense instrumental music)

- Who's that?

- The Hammer.

He runs the Zone.

(tense instrumental music) (men talking)

- [Man] Bustimotos.

- How you doin'? - How you doin'?

- Long time, man.

("21 Jump Street Theme" performed by Holly Robinson)

? We never thought we'd find a place where we belong

? Don't have to stand alone, we'll never let you fall

? Don't need permission to decide what you believe

? I said jump, down on Jump Street

? I said jump, down on Jump Street

? Your friends will be there when your back is to the wall

? You'll find you'll need us

? 'Cause there's no one else to call

? When it was hopeless a decision's what you need

? You'd better be ready to, be ready to

? Jump

? 21 Jump Street

- What I'm saying is I don't like returning

from a long weekend to find out

that without my okay, you have placed four of my men

in a juvenile lockup.

Now are you out of your mind?

- Adam, those are the best people for the job.

And it's just for a short time.

- Look, how do we know that it's a murder at this point?

- 'Cause I just got the final toxicology report.

Ricky Green died of a heroin overdose.

But evidence of multiple contusions, cranial fracture,

and the puncture angle of the antecubital vein

indicate the injection was forced.

- Okay, okay.

So it's the murder that we're looking at--

- I don't care about the murder.

Murders happen in those stink holes all the time.

I wanna know how the dope gets in.

- And I wanna protect my men.

Look, they run into one guy that they busted,

my men are dead.

- I already checked that.

Nobody in there has been busted by Jump Street.

- Line up.

- Class.

Class.

Shop.

Class.

- What's all this?

- Whoever holds the Hammer runs the block.

Matty's the Hammer in the Zone,

he gets to decide who does what.

- What do you want, man?

- Shop. - Class.

- Hope I get shop.

I wanna make a hedge clipper.

- You say somethin'?

- Yeah, he said somethin'.

- I didn't say nothin'.

- Toilet.

- You, too. Toilet.

And when you're finished, I want you to polish my boots.

- Thanks.

- Okay everybody, here's the deal.

Everybody did such a lousy job on that last math test,

I'ma give you a choice.

Now we can go over the math problems...

(students exclaim)

Or, we can discuss comparative symbolism

of the Pre-Raphaelites.

(students exclaim)

Excuse me.

- Yes?

- I'm trying to talk up here.

- Well why don't you shut up

and let somebody else talk?

(students exclaiming)

- Stand up, man.

- Stand up?

- Stand up.

- [Dennis] Stand up?

- Please, stand up.

- Okay everybody the genius here

is gonna lead the discussion on the Pre-Raphaelite brothers.

(students laughing)

- Eat it, Reg.

(student exclaiming)

- Eat it, Reg?

- [Dennis] Yeah.

- No, no.

We're waitin' for you.

(students exclaim)

- Come on man, is that your best punch?

If it is, you better develop your mind,

'cause your body's a joke.

(students laughing)

- Smokes are five bucks.

Pay the Hound and get outta here.

Hey, have a chocolate bar, stop whining.

What do you want?

- I want a phone call.

- Phone calls are 10 bucks.

But for you, seeing as you're new and everything,

price is 20.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

- Hey, baby.

It's me.

- Dougie, why are you talking so weird?

- (Laughing) I ain't talkin' weird.

I mean, why don't you cool out, baby?

- Don't you dare talk to me like that.

- I'm sorry, don't hang up.

I'm really, I'm sorry.

- [Dorothy] That's better.

Now, give me a good night kiss and tell me that you love me.

- I can't.

- [Dorothy] Yes, you can.

- No, no, I'm tellin' ya.

I can't.

- [Dorothy] Yes you can.

- Listen, girl, you know, I'm in prison.

I can't do those kind of things.

- You better.

- I love you.

(men laughing)

- [Dorothy] I love you, too.

Now, kiss, kiss.

Mwah.

(clears throat)

(sucks air through teeth)

- Mm, I gotta...

Oh yeah?

Well then to hell with you then girl.

- [Matty] Hey.

- Hey.

- I heard about your scuffle with Reggie.

- Yeah, we'll take him out later.

- You ain't takin' Reg out with a uzi.

- Man, the brother was karate champ

for seven straight years.

Ain't no three dudes in this hole

can take out the Reg.

- We'll see.

- Forget it.

Reg is cool, I don't want anybody messing with him.

- Hey, we mess with whoever we want.

- No you don't, zip head.

- Don't call him zip head.

- Shut up.

- I'm the Hammer in the Zone, I call all the shots.

There's a lot of good action in here.

Cigarettes, dope, phone calls.

It's easy livin' if you want it.

You want a taste of the good side, get with me.

Sounds alright?

Hey, pudding.

- [Booker] Thanks.

I'm gonna drop those two over there,

you got a problem with that?

- No, they're just acquaintances.

- Good.

I want your dessert.

(scuffling)

- [Man] Hey, hey knock it off.

Anybody want a broken neck?

That's one demerit for all of you.

Blood Hound, you get your ass over to solitary right now.

(tapping)

- Why don't you go to sleep?

- Yeah, sure.

Man, it's still locked.

You tired?

- Yeah, I cleaned toilet bowls all day, I'm tired.

- Do you wanna talk or somethin'?

- [Hanson] Are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah,

I'm fine.

It's just this room is so small.

I don't know if I can take it, man.

- Oh.

Just try not to think about it.

Let's just talk for a little bit, okay?

- You know, if the door was open,

I'd be alright.

Door's open, everything would be cool.

(inhales)

- Yeah.

(slow, ominous music)

- It's kind of strange lookin' at all these kid's faces,

isn't it?

- Why?

- Just that we busted 'em all before,

and now we get to see what happens to 'em.

- Yeah.

- Yeah, well.

I never thought about it before.

It's like we're sending these kids to hell.

- Well what are we supposed to do

when they kill some old lady in a drive by?

You wanna take 'em out for ice cream?

- No.

It's this place.

What does this place do for them

except make 'em worse?

- The idea is to scare 'em enough

so they don't come back.

- Yeah.

Maybe we scare 'em so much, that they

ain't go nothin' left to be afraid of.

(slow, ominous music)

- Dennis? - Yeah?

- Let me borrow the soap, man.

- Sure, right here.

Sorry.

- Cover me.

(whistling and exclaiming)

- Listen, Matty and Blood Hound

are gonna burn you, so you better watch your back, alright?

- I know.

Hear any buzz on who killed Ricky Green?

- Well I overheard a couple of the younger kids talking.

And it doesn't sound like he was liked very much.

- Anything else?

- Not yet.

If we play cop in here, all we're gonna get is dead.

The only way we're gonna find the heroin,

is play the game.

- You think Matty's the source?

- I don't know.

I think he's strictly nickel and dime.

- Yeah well I got another problem.

- What?

- Penhall's losin' it.

- How?

- I think he's claustrophobic.

He can't handle the lock up.

- Well if Matty comes down on ya,

I'll be there, alright?

- Thanks.

- [Blood Hound] Yo D.

- Yeah?

- I got that snooze for ya.

- Speedy delivery.

- Do siege?

- I'll take four. - That's all?

- Unless you take credit cards.

- Fat chance.

- Thanks.

- Man, this is stupid.

We did not come here to get degrees in house cleaning.

- Why don't you relax?

We've only been here a couple of days.

- We are the McQuaid Brothers.

We should be out there kickin' some butt

and grabbin' some terf.

- I know.

But right now, Ioki and Booker got the inside track.

- So what are we supposed to do?

- We just wait and observe.

- Observe what?

There's nothin' goin' on here except flushing.

This is bull.

(hip hop music)

- Hey come on, let a McQuaid show you how it's done.

(hip hop music)

- Yeah, man.

- I scored these for Penhall.

- [Hanson] What are they?

- Sleeping pills to get him through the night.

- What are you nuts?

You think I'm gonna give Penhall drugs?

- If he starts cracking up in the middle of the night,

he's gonna need some help.

- Yeah, well he don't need these, man.

(hip hop music)

- You can't just stick these guys on bathroom duty

and not give 'em any yard time.

- I give everybody their fair share of yard time.

The first day these guys hit the yard,

I spot 'em makin' a buy with those Samurai dudes.

- What kind of a buy?

- I believe it was narcotic.

- And that stuff ends today.

I got those Samurai kids a transfer out of here.

- You two.

Step outside.

Move.

That number you pulled today,

earned you each a demerit.

One more and you get to try solitary.

You guys better get with what's goin' on here,

'cause I'm gonna tell you somethin':

This place can get real bad for buttheads.

The Hammer gives you a work detail, you cooperate.

This place functions on cooperation, is that understood?

- Yes. - Yes.

- Who do these belong to?

- Me.

- [Man] Get him out of here.

- Where's he goin'?

- Solitary.

- [Man] Get in there.

(slow, ominous music)

(door slams)

- Open the door, man.

Open the door.

(tense, high energy instrumental music)

(scuffling)

- [Penhall] No lock up man, please.

I'm claustrophobic, I can't take it.

- [Man] Yeah, right.

- [Penhall] No, I'm not faking, please.

- [Man] Shut up.

- [Penhall] Please don't close the door.

No!

No!

No!

- Matty's doggin' you, man.

You better get outta here.

- Where's my brother?

- I heard he lost it in solitary.

They shipped him off to the county looney bin.

(slow, tense instrumental music)

(thudding) (yelling)

(group yelling)

(thudding) (smacking)

(group yelling)

(crying)

- What's this?

- You're the Hammer now.

You run the Zone.

Everything.

- I don't see nothin'.

- Open your eyes.

This is a good life.

You're it now, man.

Cigarettes, work detail, phone calls,

cash, gettin' high.

You can have anything you want.

- Is it gonna open that front gate for me?

- No.

But what the hell is out there

that you can't have in here?

- Uh, freedom.

- Freedom?

They lock you up for everything you wanna do.

But in here, you can do what you want.

And there's nothin' anyone can do about it,

'cause we're already locked up.

- Women.

- Ah, yes.

You lay a 50 across blind Morty's desktop,

and he buzzes you into the tunnel of love.

- The what?

- There's a tunnel that goes through to the girl's lock up.

Dude with a little juice can make an arrangement.

- Morty's runnin' whores?

- Nah, Morty just likes sittin'

on his butt, collecting coin.

- Yeah, right.

- You're in the jungle, man.

Better use the power before some young lion tears you

apart and takes it away from you.

- Yard, yard.

Shop.

Yard.

(scoffs) Toilet.

Yard.

- Hey flower girl.

You missed a spot.

(thud) (groan)

(coughing)

- McQuaid.

Mick and Fruity here deal the cigarettes.

Usual take for the Hammer is two cartons, plus 30%.

- I don't smoke.

- What do you mean you don't smoke?

- [Hanson] I don't smoke.

- Everybody smokes.

How else do you kill time?

- Mick.

Could you get some dope?

- Yeah, sure, what do you want?

- What do I want?

I wanna get high.

Bring me everything, alright?

That's how I kill time.

- Well go on, come on.

- You don't mind if I take this, do ya?

(spits)

Thanks.

- What do ya got?

- A little Yukon Jack in the bottle.

And in the lid:

Weed.

(sniffs)

- You get me somethin' a little stronger?

- Hey, if you're talkin' powder,

that's your job to bring it in.

- From where?

- I think it comes from the brothers over in C Building.

(slow, tense synth music)

- [Man 1] No man.

- [Man 2] Alright, back off, you two.

(yelling)

(slow, tense synth music)

(laughing)

- Mick scored you a little Mexican brown.

From a brother over at the wall.

- I don't wanna go through Mick.

You get the word out that if it comes into the zone,

it goes through me.

- You cut Mick out of his boogie,

he's gonna be lookin' for revenge.

- Yeah, well.

I ain't goin' nowhere.

- This is true.

- Alright, that's it.

Hold on a second.

Let me say somethin' before you go.

There are books in the library.

Nobody's using them.

- Have they got sex books in the library?

- Oh, hey, man.

The library's filled with some of the sexiest women

of all time.

You got Cleopatra.

Sherarazad.

Madame Bovary.

These broads'll tear you up, man.

- Hey well if all these broads are hangin'

out in the library, why don't you send a couple

of 'em down to the Zone?

(all laughing)

- Why don't you wake up Blood Hound?

I mean all you guys.

You're in the joint,

because you're not strong enough to make it on the outside.

You wanna get outside?

You need power.

You want power?

You gotta read the books.

Man with the power reads the books.

Man with the power, he lives real good, doesn't he?

- Yeah, right, Reg.

Man's been doin' the Bolivians.

- What's up, Matty?

- Well Reg, I wouldn't mind takin' out a book.

It would kill some time, you know?

To get a good one.

- I can give you a book.

Take you out of some of this garbage

I know you're going through, man.

- I want somethin' those power guys are readin'.

- This is a book

about a man who chases a widow.

Now you read this book.

And you can talk to any man.

(slow, sensual music)

- Tell him to give me back my tins.

- Give him back his tins.

- I ain't givin' this lyin' crud squat.

- He says no.

- Man, we had a deal.

I fix his radio for two cartons of smokes.

- Contract dispute. - I know what it is.

What would Matty do?

- Matty wasn't any good at this.

So people stopped comin'.

Now the Magic Rat, he was two Hammers before Matty,

he was real good at this.

- [Hanson] Give him back the smokes.

- I smoked 'em.

- Give me the radio.

Give me the radio.

Now you're even.

Thank you very much.

- That was great.

You might even be better than the Magic Rat.

- Yeah, yeah.

Go ahead.

- I want you to kill Meat, man.

You gotta get him off my back.

- You want me to kill him?

- Yeah.

- Why?

- Figure it out.

(exhales)

- I can't do that, man, you're on your own.

- You gotta help me.

Please, I'll do anything.

Hammer, please.

(slow instrumental music)

- Man in C building wants to meet with you.

Talk about the new deal.

- When? - Tomorrow.

- I don't get this part, Reg.

Why, at this point, doesn't he just go after another whale?

- That's 'cause he's not going after a whale.

He's going after God.

See, he's the man's man.

What he's saying is,

"I will not let you beat me.

"I will not let you make my life mean nothing."

- But he dies.

You saying you gotta die?

- No, no.

That's what makes it a tragedy.

See, you don't have to get swallowed up by the whale.

See, Ahab was a great man, he was bad dude, but

he didn't know when to stop.

He didn't know how to say,

"I can live without that whale on my back."

(upbeat cartoon music)

- [Cartoon] Yipee, ya-hoo, get off little doggy, get off.

Yippe ki-yay, let her rip, come on, little doggy.

That's what I am.

Get on little doggy, get on.

Yipee ki-yay, let her rip, get on little doggy.

- This is bull, holmes.

Turn the channel.

- Hey man, shut your face.

- You wanna get it on?

- Yeah, right now.

(shuffling) (yelling)

(thudding)

(slow, tense instrumental music)

(thudding) (yelling)

(thudding)

(slow, tense instrumental music)

(thudding) (yelling)

(slow acoustic music)

- [Penhall Voiceover] It's kind of strange lookin'

at all these kid's faces, isn't it?

We busted 'em all before.

Now we get to see what happens to 'em.

No lock up, man, please.

I'm claustrophobic, I can't take it.

- [Man Voiceover] Yeah, right.

- [Penhall Voiceover] No, I'm not faking, please.

- [Man Voiceover] Shut up.

- [Penhall Voiceover] Please, please don't close the door.

No!

No!

No!

- You gotta help me out.

Please, I'll do anything.

Hammer, please.

Hammer, please.

Hammer, please.

(slow, tense instrumental music)

- Hammer's lonely tonight, huh?

- That's right.

- Right down this hallway, turn left,

and wait at the end of the tunnel by the yellow light.

I'll make a call and you'll be king tonight, holmes.

(slow, tense instrumental music)

- Better get outta here.

Matty's doggin' you, man.

(slow, tense instrumental music)

- [Penhall Voiceover] It's kind of strange lookin'

at all these kid's faces, isn't it?

- No, no.

Don't do that.

Sit down.

I just wanna sit here.

Let's just sit, okay?

(slow, tense instrumental music)

- What's wrong with you?

Don't you wanna get it on?

- You wanna get it on?

(thudding)

- [Penhall Voiceover] What does this place do

for them except make 'em worse?

(thudding) (smacking)

Make 'em worse.

Maybe we scare 'em so much, that they

ain't got nothin' left to be afraid of.

Nothin' left to be afraid of.

It's like we're sending these kids to hell.

We're sending these kids to hell.

Kids to hell.

- You gotta help me out.

Hammer, please.

Hammer, I'm beggin' ya, please.

(slow, tense instrumental music)

- [Girl] You're a waste.

- [Booker] You okay?

- Yeah.

I'm the Hammer.

- The what?

- Nothin', look, um...

How did you get in here to see me?

- I'm your social worker.

I'm pullin' you out.

- No, don't, listen.

I got a meeting with the smack dealer today.

I'm almost there.

You wanna take a look?

I got it from one of his boys.

- I want a phone call from you by tomorrow night

or I'm comin' in.

- You got it.

- (laughs) This is it?

- [Slimey] You got it, man.

- (laughs) Man.

I can't believe you took out Matty.

- Do you got a problem with that?

- Whoa, okay.

So what's the word?

- The word is that I don't wanna go through Mick anymore.

I wanna go straight to the source.

You cool with that?

- It's cool with me, but what are you gonna do about Mick?

- I'll take care of Mick.

(laughing)

- I like your style, Hammer.

That Mick was a redneck pain in my ass anyway.

- Can I talk to you for a second?

Private.

I had a homeboy from 19th street get killed last month.

His name was Ricky Green.

I wanna find out who did it, 'cause, uh,

I'd like to take care of it.

- You already took care of it, my man.

Matty was the dude who took out Ricky Green.

- Yeah?

- Yep.

- [Hanson] I wanna talk to you.

- Get outta here.

- Hey listen I don't want any trouble, alright?

I just wanna talk.

- You got lucky once, don't push it.

- Why'd you kill Ricky Green?

- He a homeboy of yours?

- I knew him.

- He ran the Zone before me.

- So why'd you kill him?

- I took him out because I was a slave

and I wanted the Hammer.

- You killed him for that?

- Yeah, I don't feel good about it, alright?

Green was a damned animal.

I wasn't gonna wash toilets,

and I wasn't gonna eat his crap.

- Well then why do you eat mine?

- I had somethin' real nice planned for you.

- And what happened?

- I don't have to live with a whale on my back.

- [Hanson] What are you talkin' about?

- I'm glad you're the Hammer now.

In three months I'll be out of this stinkin' hole

and I'm not comin' back.

You'll just be looking over your shoulder for

Blood Hound or Meat or Frog to come

and take it away from you.

- Uh-uh.

Not me.

'Cause I'm quittin'.

- What do you mean by that?

- [Hanson] I just wanna get out of here alive, you know?

- You can't quit.

- Hide and watch.

- Wake up, McQuaid.

That Hammer's God in here.

You give it up, this place'll go crazy.

Every homeboy in the Zone will be trying

to kill you for it.

- Yeah well you know what?

If they wanna play that game, that's their problem.

- You're the game.

And unless you change it,

you're gonna have to play it out 'til the end.

(slow, ominous music)

(thudding)

- Phone call Morty.

- What the hell you think you're doin'?

Prisoners aren't allowed to use the telephone.

- I'll pay for it.

- You get your hand off that phone

or I'll break your neck you little maggot.

And from now on, you call me Mr. Gansman, you got it?

You listen up, punk.

I thought you were smart enough to really run this Zone.

And that's important to me because this is my house.

A kid goes into the hole, he lives in my house.

See, we got laws, boy.

Same as up above.

You could've been the man.

Hell, I was even thinking of giving you

Bruno's dope action, but you blew it.

You were too big for the law, weren't you, huh?

Too nice for the law.

Well now the law's gonna make you pay, boy.

- I can get it back.

- Fine you take out Blood Hound and Meat

and all the rest of the homeboys and we'll talk again.

- Listen, what do you want?

You want a C note, man?

I got it right here.

Look.

- No phone calls.

Now you get your scrawny little ass outta here.

- Hey Mr. Lewis.

There's something wrong with Froggy.

He's lyin' in his cell, lookin' real bad.

(thudding) (scuffling)

Sorry Mr. Lewis.

Froggy, Dude, let's waste these guys.

- [Man] I want some of that fat boy.

(yelling) (scuffling)

(thudding) (yelling)

- [Man] Eat this, Hammer.

(yelling) (scuffling)

(coughing)

(slow, ominous music)

- He's dead.

- He'll be living behind bars for a while.

- He already is.

They all are.

We're wasting our time.

- I can't really say that, Tom.

This is what we do.

- We throw these kids in jail,

they come out more screwed up than they were goin' in.

What's the point?

- Look, Hanson, nobody says this place is a country club.

If a kid really wants to break out of this,

he can use the time to his advantage.

He can learn to read.

He can

learn to trade.

- Yeah.

I found out who killed Ricky Green.

Funny thing is, he's the only one

who used his time to change.

What are we gonna do about him?

- He'll have to face his crime.

- He already did.

He's the kid they scooped up off the floor back there.

- Hanson.

Look, I'm sorry you had to go through this.

But I've heard what you've been saying

about the system a thousand times.

You worried about these kids, Tom?

Then be there for one of them when they get out.

(slow, bright orchestral music)

(upbeat synth and orchestral music)

(grand orchestral music)