The next morning at the prison. The Marine Sergeants woke up the prisoners and told them to stand outside their cells.
GySgt. Hartman: (while walking around the prisoners) " I am Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, your Senior Drill Instructor and Warden. From now on, you will speak only when spoken to. And the first and last words out of your filthy sewers will the Sir or Ma'am. Do you maggots understand that?"
Prisoners: " Sir yes sir."
GySgt Hartman: " Bullcrap. I can't hear you. Sound off like you got a pair."
Prisoners: " SIR YES SIR!"
GySgt: " If you nut jobs leave this prison, if you survive Sinners' Punishment, you will be a someone, you will be a minister of defeat praying for change, friendships, and love. But until that day, you are pukes, you are the lowest form of life on earth, you are not even human bloody beings or any being. You're nothing but unorganized, heartless, untrustworthy pieces of amphibian crap."
Continues to the other side.
GySgt Hartman: " Because the Emperor, Empress, and I are hard, you will not like us. But the more you hate us, the more you will learn. We are hard but we are fair. There is no type of bigotry here. We do not look down on boyfriends, husbands, girlfriends, wives, family members, besties, or anyone. Here you are all equally worthless. And his orders to me are to weed out all non-hackers who do not pack the gear to change or serve in his beloved corps. Do you maggots understand that?"
Prisoners: " Sir yes sir!"
GySgt Hartman: " Bullcrap. I can't hear you!"
Prisoners: " SIR YES SIR!"
GySgt Hartman: (to a prisoner) " What's your name, scumbag?"
Prisoner: " Sir Prisoner Brown Sir!"
GySgt: " Bullcrap. From now on, you're Prisoner Muscle. Do you like that name?"
Prisoner Muscle: " Sir yes Sir!"
GySgt Hartman: " Well, there's one thing that you won't like, Prisoner Muscle: they don't serve protein shakes and salads on a daily basis in our Mess Hall. So if that's what you like, you better do what it takes to become a someone and eat in the Emperor's Dinning Hall."
Prisoner Muscle: " Sir yes sir!"
(Whisper) " I really Chase is alive so he can save us from him"
GySgt Hartman: " Who said that? (Walks downstairs) WHO THE HECK SAID THAT?!! Who's the slimy little communist traitorous twinkle toed sinner down here who just signed his/her own network?!"
No response
GySgt Hartman: " Nobody huh? The fairy bloody godmother said it. Understand me. I will work and PT you all in till you bloody die! I'll PT you all in till these fur balls start puking buttermilk! (Jacks up one)Was it you, you scroungy little fur ball, huh?!"
Rocky: " Sir no sir!"
GySgt Hartman: " You little cowardice fur ball, you look like a bloody worm! I bet it was you!"
Rocky: " Sir no sir!"
Sayla: " Sir I said it sir!"
GySgt Hartman: (drops Rocky, approached her) " Well, no crap. What we got here? A bloody baby, eh? Prisoner Cry Baby. I admire your honesty. Heck, I like you. You can come over to my house and destroy everything. (zaps her) You little scumbag! We got your name, we got your everything! You will not laugh, you will not cry! You will learn by the numbers, I will teach you! Now get up, get on your feet! You got four of 'em, get up!"
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Chase - The Thunder Pup: Season 5
SpiritualChase and Pavlo have developed a secret plan to prevent any type of human suffering. Join them as them achieve that goal. There will be a surprise, more like a twist, at the end.