So they're stuck in different cells, they don't have their belongings anymore, the cell phone is...well...I don't know where it is, but it isn't with them.
And we keep hearing this soft thudding coming from the man's cell, but it's thick cement and metal, so I mean, we're like, how bad could this be? It ain't a padded room, but whatever. We're used to people banging against the walls, as if they're gonna be able to break out. Good luck. I mean, after the incident, the guy seemed pretty docile.
Then we hear glass breaking, another hard thud against the door and a whole lotta yelling.
"It's not always about you!!!" (But if you think I'm referring to you anyway, then I probably am.)
"Good luck returning my ass!" - Wilhemina Slater
"This is my breakfast, lunch and f***ing dinner right here. I'm not even f***in' joking." - Colin Farrell