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(Транскрибировано с помощью TurboScribe. Обновить до Неограниченного, чтобы убрать это сообщение.) All rise. Before sentence, the defendants may address the court.

I want to apologize to my family and my brothers at Sigma Rho.

This has been the hardest year of my life.

Mr. Worthington.

Honestly, I don't remember most of it. I was super messed up, but like,

everybody was there. And I have a sister, so.

Respectfully, girls don't come to Sigma Rho to study.

I lost a supplement sponsorship over this. Where's my victim statement?

Your Honor, my son swims Olympic trials times. They're good boys. Boys will be-

Sit down, Mr. Prescott. She asked me to read her words.

My name is Elena Reyes. I'm 20 years old. I was the first in my family to go to college.

Blue was my color. I wore it that night. I haven't worn it since.

My mom brought that sweater today, so you'd still have to see me.

She sleeps in the hallway outside my door now.

They told everyone I said yes. I said I wanted to go home.

They kept asking until I stopped saying it.

The dean sent me a letter about community standards. A check came from my dad.

A scholarship from the Prescott family. He tore it in half.

She ends with this. A yes means nothing when you're too scared to say no.

Your counsel has asked me to consider your potential. I have, at length.

Ten years each, the maximum this state allows.

Ten years? I'll be like 32.

This is what happens when you let women be judges.

Noted, Mr. Vanderholt.

Dad, fix this. I'll call the governor.

Worthington, you said everybody was there. Where you're going, everybody will be.

Under President Whitfield's Accountability Through Service Act,

you may volunteer for logged service toward a reduced sentence.

Libtard bullshit. Wait, service is like sex?

That's what girls are for. Relax. Nobody's volunteering.

Read the terms carefully, Mr. Prescott. It is entirely refusable.

Though I'm told options can feel very much like pressure.

Mr. Prescott, give the governor my regards.

You and Dean Baines stand trial Monday for the check and the letter.

We're adjourned.

Bro, your dad's on trial Monday.

Good. Now he's motivated.

Prescott, Chadwick, the third. Everything off. Into the bin.

Do you know who my father is? I've been following the news.

He'll be standing right here soon.

Seriously? All of it.

Hands out. Palms up. Turn them over.

Hands through your hair. Behind your ears. Open. Lift your tongue.

Arms up. Lift it. Turn around. Back to me.

Squat. Spread. Cough. Again. Hold it open.

Stand up. When were you last tested?

I'm clean. Obviously.

Judge says you're eligible for the service program.

I'm not doing your gay prison program. Enrollment needs a full screening.

Now it's one form. Later it's six weeks of paperwork.

Pass. Suit yourself.

Worthington signed up this morning. Tucker? Already logged it first.

He's ahead of you. Fine. Yes.

Genital exam. Meatus, then shaft. Opening the meatus.

Get on with it. Stripping the urethra.

Hard already. For a straight jock. I'm not a fag.

Palpating for plaques. Enrollment needs a semen specimen.

What? It's policy.

Fine. Start jerking. We don't have all day.

Fuck, dude. Give me a second.

Urine doesn't catch mycoplasma. Can't do this with you looking at me.

I'm not looking at you. I'm looking at the sample.

Hey. Don't grab it. I can finish.

You'll miss the cup. No discharge. I'll note that.

You licked my dick. Standard check.

Fuck. In the cup.

Not on the floor. I'm close.

Hang on. Hang on.

I got it. Go. Next is the prostate exam.

What the fuck? You'll be taking it.

Gotta make sure you don't disease our clients. I thought I was doing the fucking.

Naive. Screw this gay shit.

I'm not doing the service. Fine. We stop.

Wait. Did Tucker go through this?

Yes. Passed with flying colors. One of our highest scorers.

Fuck. Fine.

On all fours. Arch it.

Spread. Squeeze on the finger.

Checking the muscle. Just don't make this gay, please.

Checking size. Checking for lumps.

Fuck you, dude. That feels weird.

Just your prostate. Fuck.

No lumps. Can't call it from here.

Knees to your chest. Gape it.

Fuck. You better not be in.

Been at this a while. You might be too tight to service.

Fail me because I'm not loose? Prove you can take something bigger.

My baton. Then you pass.

I can take that. Batten.

Tell me if you can't take it. It's the test.

Fuck. Don't.

I'm not a faggot. You're taking it.

Deeper.

Good. Open.

You're ready for the real thing. Get that fag shit out of my face.

Fag shit? You were moaning and whimpering on that baton.

Taking cock is the exchange. Nothing gay about reducing your sentence.

Why else did you do this? A trial run.

Discreet. Fuck.

Give it to me. You asked for it.

Just put it in. I can't believe this is happening.

Warm and tight. Grade A jock pussy.

Perfect for servicing real men.

Oh. Fuck you.

I'm a real man. A real man?

After what you did to that poor girl? She was asking for it.

Asking for it? Like you asked for my cock?

You forced yourself on her. You're selling me this pretentious hole.

Squeeze it tighter, faggot, or I won't pay.

Shit, don't stop. Why does it feel so empty?

So you want me to keep filling that hole? You gotta earn it. Suck it.

Really, man? Yes. Both holes get used.

So prove to me that you're fit for service. Good boy.

That's right. Lick it like a lollipop. Fuck. I'm not a good boy. I'm a man.

You'll see there's a stark difference between boys and men in here.

Lips over the teeth. Tongue on the underseed.

You like the taste of your own ass, boy?

You must think your shit doesn't stink. But look what landed you here.

Worthington took it nicely. You preppy boys were just

longing for a real man to put you in place. Gag on it, bitch.

Please, sir. I need it back in my ass.

So obedient now. Good boy. Learning that listening gets you dick, huh?

I'll be a good boy, sir. It feels euphoric when you hit that spot.

What a hard clit.

You're proving to be a hundred percent slut.

Yes, I'm a slut. I'm whatever. As long as you keep hitting that spot, officer.

Yeah, moan for me, boy.

Use me as you please, sir. I'm just your slutty fleshlight.

Fuck. Look at these pretty tits.

Mmm. Test nearly done.

One problem. Your uniform's in your cell.

I should march you out like this. Let everyone see what a slut you are.

No, please. Anything but that.

Full marks if you do it. Halls are empty.

I'll cover your face. No one knows it's you.

Fuck. All right.

Lunch bag. Nice hole for you to breathe through.

Are we almost there yet? Yes.

Good afternoon, officer. Good afternoon.

Fuck. You said no one would be here.

Relax. He didn't even address you. This is normal here.

Here. Shower's down the hall if you want one, after all that.

Your cellie's Abdul. Probably at lunch.

Good guy. He'll show you the ropes.

Wait. How much did today take off?

Three minutes. What the fuck?

That's nothing. Judge told you to read it.

Don't they teach reading at prep school?

Hour. I've been sitting here an hour.

What is this? Some power move?

Sorry for the wait. Prescott took a while to finish.

Governor Ford Prescott. Third message. Call me back.