Ellis Jones

It was a lonely, hard year before I went from Jamaica back into the juvenile program.

And so...

I was going to start with, I'm hearing voices.

I'm going to start working on a psych case.

Right.

And I don't know why it's funny, but it's funny when you're faking it.

Well, it couldn't have worked out better because I come out of my cell.

And so the old.

The boot camp at 49th Street was the old juvenile hall.

It's a hall with a yellow line down the middle, showers, office for the guards, right?

It's a hallway.

And the yellow line, they call you out onto it.

Okay, so the doors don't have, like, a clasp, anything.

They're just open all the time.

They're not locked or anything.

But the facility is so maximum security that, like, you don't need to be locked in your cell because there's four Marine Corps drill instructors out there who are going to beat the living shit out of you if you try anything.

And then did they have the chair?

When you were in prison?

Or is it... It might just be a Florida thing.

But they have... Yeah, no, they have the strap-down chair, right?