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Did it rain last night?
Not a drop.
( laughing )
Son of a ***.
All right, boys.
The warden is tryin' to break our spirit.
He thinks we're gonna skip practice today,
Wait for the field to dry, make it up tomorrow.
You know what? Who gives a ***?
Three days till game time.
We can handle it.
But lemme say this:
That old man flooding this field tells me somethin'.
The guy is scared.
Scared of you sick, degenerate convicts.
( inmates chuckling )
And you know what?
He should be.
'cause I got news for you guys.
We're gonna win this thing.
Did he say "win"?
What's it gonna be, boys?
Do we go back to our cells,
Call it a day?
Or do we get ourselves ready
For the greatest ***-kicking fiesta...
In the history of football?
I'll leave it up to you guys.
( both chuckling )
( yells )
( all yelling )
( driving rock theme playing )
Nate: Hey.
You're part of the *** team.
Get your point-shavin' ***
In there.
You got it. Yaaah!