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Narrator: It was summer when I first met Slippin' Jimmy.

Back then, I was nothing but a three-time loser.

Felt like it was my destiny to let the world walk all over me.

I was a problem child, a troublemaker.

And eventually they started sending me to Camp Reformation.

And it was during my third stint.

I used to love watching the fresh meat arrive.

They were always so nervous,

like lost children looking for their mommies.

But Jimmy, Jimmy was different.

Welcome to Camp Reformation.

You are hoodlums, miscreants and other assorted scum.

Here, we know what to do with hoodlums,

miscreants and assorted scum.

We make them work.

Heh, as long as we don't have to work as hard as that belt.

Narrator: The nerve of that kid.

I couldn't wait for this camp to take him down a peg.

You will have your deviant instincts beaten out of you

through the age old curative of hard labor.

Ahh.

Think he'd share if we asked him real nice?

This isn't summer camp, new kid.

Keep your head down and do the work.

"Yes, boss" and "no boss."

Especially around Carris. Got it?

Yes, boss. Less yap, yap and more chop, chop.

Hey, I got a question.

Why are we chopping these trees for?

We buildin' Fort Carris or somethin'.

You're building character.Darn.

Here, I was hoping it was a bridge I could jump off.

Problem McGill? Nope.

"No, boss."

You know, I'm thinking you ought to work through dinner tonight,

just to be sure.

Huh?

Aah! Ow, ow, ow!

Help! It fell on me.

Help, please!

It barely touched you.

It's not what I'm going to tell my parents

when they ask me why I have a limp.

Fine. Go to the infirmary.

Aah. Ooh, ooh, ow.

As for the rest of you look-y Lous, back to work.

Aw, mm.

So, how's the ankle?

-Ooh, I don't know.

Thinking I might need to keep it elevated tomorrow, too.

You know, they made us

chop down extra trees since you were "hurt."

Yeah? Well, that's a lot of trees.

Yeah, it is.

And some of us have been busting our butts for weeks out there.

And day one, you think you can just get out of work?

Pretty sure I did get out of it.

You just think you're so much better than everybody else,

don't you? Your time's going to come.

Don't hate me.

Hate that ice-cream-teasing butt-face Carris.

He's the one making you chop trees.

I wanted a break. I took a break.

You can take what you want too.

Nobody stopping you.

Lights out.

Good chat. Night.

It seems we have a weasel in our midst.

Somebody had a little fun last night

and tried to break into my cooler.

Those ice cream sandwiches are mine.

Fortunately for the rest of you, I already know the culprit.

James McGill.

I dunno what you're talknin' about, Boss.

I read your file, you thief.

They caught you red handed at your last school

trying to steal Wite-Out.

It's worth a mint on the white market.

Confess, McGill.

There's no point in arguing. I know it was you.

Sorry, boss. Couldn't help myself.

Guess I'm a sucker for ice cream.

Come with me.

Push the boulder up to the top, then carry it down ten times.

Isn't that a little Kafkaesque? No, it's Sisyphean.

And now it's 20 times. Up and down. Look!

Now it's 30 times.

You are not talking your way out of this, McGill.

Wouldn't dream of it.

14. Nearly halfway through. Had enough?

No, boss.

Hey. Can I help you?

I got to come clean.

It was me. I tried to steal the ice cream.

Yeah, I figured.

Why didn't you just say something?

I mean, you didn't need to take the rap for me.

Wouldn't have mattered. Carris wanted it to be me.

So it was me. Thanks.

I'm Marco, by the way. Marco Pasternak.

Jimmy McGill.

So, did you actually get the ice cream?

Nah, I got all the way to the cooler,

and then I tripped a motion sensor.

Carris came out so fast, I barely got away.

It was a dumb plan. I just wanted a win.

You still want that ice cream?

You know what you're doing, right?

I mean, weren't you sent here

because you got nicked on a B&E?

Shh! Get down!

They only caught me once.

That first step is where the light went off.

Copy that.

Gotcha! Huh?

Stupid squirrel.

Really time for that squirrel-proof fence.

Okay. I think we're good.

Whoa! Yeah, he seemed like a one, two, three kinda guy.

Wait, take off the wrappers and put them back.

Then we'll chew up the cord and kill the freezer.

Here's how I see it.

In the morning, Carris will be all like...

It's time, it's time for a little ice cream.

Whoa.

What in the name of Simon the Zealot.

He'll think one of the squirrels got to it.

No wrappers are missing, so he'll be none the wiser.

No!

Oh, that's genius.

If a crime falls in the woods

and it doesn't make a sound, did it even happen?

Jimmy wait!

Oh.

Thanks.

Narrator: The heist worked of course.

There was nothing Jimmy couldn't do.

Nosdrovia.

Now, it may have just been an ice cream sandwich,

but to me, it was everything.

It was friendship.

It was freedom.

And it was only the beginning.