Locked Up

Eww.

Fat face is here.

Hey!

Look, I'm sorry, okay? The teacher asked

and I answered.

I'm new, and I should have just kept my mouth shut, okay?

So will you please forgive me?

Here, we don't forgive.

And we don't forget either.

You must pay for what you did.

You can run but you can't hide.

Hey! Loser!

Where are you going?

I said, "Wait!" Fucking bitch.

Look, I'm sorry.

Okay?

You think that little "sorry"

is going to get you out of this?

Uh-oh.

Mallory.

Aww, what are you gonna do now?

What did I tell you?

Nenita-- -Shut up!

I fucking hate you.

What are you doing on the ground?

Now, get up!

I ain't going to beat you up like this.

You don't have to do this.

I said, on your feet, bitch!

I don't want to fight you.

You don't have a choice.

Oh, I'm going to enjoy this.

Hit me.

You get the first punch in.

Free of charge.

I said, "Hit me!"

You want to have another one?

Please. I'm sorry that I told on you.

But I didn't know what else to do.

I don't know any better. You have to believe me, please.

I swear to God,

if you ever, ever tell my name

to anyone ever again, I'll kill you.

You hear me?

Yes.

Hey!

Snitch.

Look at me.

It's okay, just look at me.

I promise I won't hit you again.

I got to tell you one more thing.

You're pathetic.

You know what?

I got another surprise for you.

Posted it!

And I tagged you.

It's on Facebook and Instagram.

Look at that. Already got 20 views.

Look at you, Ms. Popular.

You should go back home.

Go back to your fucking country! Go back to America.

Aww. Look at that. She's mad.

What do you want to do now?

Fucking kill yourself!

I don't think anyone would miss you.

Let's go.

You fucking bitch!

Stop! Stop!

Uncle Tommy, please.

Say something.

I don't even know what to say, Mall.

Don't you want to know what they did to me

before that though?

Believe me. I heard all about it.

Sounds like you made some real nice lunch buddies.

This ain't the States, Mall.

Things work differently out here.

God only knows what kind of pile of shit you just stepped on.

Congratulations.

You've been officially kicked out of school.

I know it's tough

without your parents here

and you're in a new country, but you need

to figure out how to fit in and fast.

I think I'm going to get some air.

Excuse me.

I hate this.

We ran some further tests

to make sure there's no brain damage.

Thank you, Doctor.

Mall.

Uncle Tommy?

You know, you scared the crap out of me.

Shit.

She must pay for her crime and disrespect.

Fine, plus two years in Lattsan Correctional Facility.

Two years?

Mr. Rose, two years is a very short time

for her crimes.

With all do respect, your niece nearly beat a girl to death.

How much?

She will pay.

But she is not going home.

They are very wealthy, Mr. Davis.

Five million, plus two years is more than fair.

All right.

You ready?

Do I have a choice?

You can always become a fugitive.

Come on.

You must be Mallory. Yeah.

Mr. Davis? We'll be right back with you.

Please follow me.

Boxing.

You'd be surprised at how learning self defense can

boost one's self confidence. You should try it.

Well, at least it's clean.

Please have a seat.

What a beautiful lady you are.

I'm Jennifer. I'm the head master here.

A shy one?

Something like that.

I know this is required by the law,

but I like to keep things here informal.

I always tell all the parents, well, in this case, a guardian,

that don't look at this place as a jail or anything,

but more like a place that's designed

to help the troubled young ladies.

Don't worry.

There's nothing that make me more pleasure

than knowing that I can help.

I think I should let you two have your goodbyes.

And Skye will see you guys out.

All right.

Thanks, again.

Call you tomorrow.

Well...

I guess it's that time.

Okay?

I just want you to know,

I'll be doing whatever it takes to get you

out of here as soon as possible.

All right?

Just promise me, all right?

Don't take shit from anyone.

I'll come and visit you, as soon as I can.

Okay.

Now you can come with us.

I ain't go all day, babe.

This is where I'm staying?

Yep.

Welcome home.

Move. Keep walking.

Don't do drugs.

They're really bad for you.

Oh. And that happens all the time here.

Come on.

There are some locals here now.

Since the new laws, we just had to condense.

So its now a sort of holiday assortment around here.

Mmm. Fresh meat.

Fuck off, Riza.

Why? She's so cute...

and delicious.

I like her.

Sorry. Riza.

She's a resident bitch.

What the fuck are you going to do about it? Newbie.

Where the hell are you from?

Back the fuck up, bitch!

Oh! You again.

Baby.

Only I had a dick,

I would stick it in your ass.

One more word.

Later.

Come this way.

Thank you.

Thank me again, I'll kill you.

This is you.

Put this on.

I'm going to take your clothes.

You only wear the suit here.

Now?

No, next Thursday.

Pants first,

then your top.

No point in being shy.

Your underwear next.

You look like a crier. Are you?

No.

Give them to me,

then take off your bra.

Liar. You look like you're about to cry right now.

Just hurry up.

Breakfast at 7:00, lunch at 12:00,

dinner is 5:00, lights out at 9:00.

Check in with the registrar tomorrow

for your schedule, okay?

Peace.