"Wake up, maggots!"

Jeffery is dazed and stares at the ceiling, which looks friendly.

"Breakfast today is--you guessed it--SLOP!"

The door to Jeffery's cell slides to the right before he can put on the orange jumpsuit folded neatly by the toilet. An officer steps inside. Jeffery, still on his cot, is punched in the groin.

"Up, up, up, maggot!"