Court Doctor: OK for work.
Court Doctor: Can you hear me? Can you see me?
Tyrone: Yes.
Prison Guard: Say "sir"! God damn New York dope fiend niggers. Learn some manners!
Court Doctor: Can you hear me? Can you see me?
Tyrone: Yes, sir.
Court Doctor: OK for work.
Court Doctor: Can you hear me? Can you see me?
Prison Guard: Says he's got something wrong with his arm.
Harry: Ahhh!
Court Doctor: I don't think you'll be puttin' any more dope in that arm.
Prison Guard: Smells worse than he do.
Court Doctor: Better get him over to the hospital. I don't expect him to live out the week.
Harry and Tyrone are confronted by the prison's guard and doctor after being arrested on their trip to Florida.
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