Ernest Goes to Jail - A Warning Against Hasty Actions
Rubin Bartlett:
Not so fast!
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Ernest Goes to Jail - Identity Confusion in a Jail Setting
Rubin Bartlett: [Thinking Ernest is Nash]
Did you miss me, Mr. Nash?
Cell Guard:
Close C-12!
Ernest P. Worrell:
You! You know I'm not Nash!
Rubin Bartlett:
Of course you are... Ernest.
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Ernest Goes to Jail - Final Appeal Denied for Rubin Bartlett
Warden Carmichael:
Nash, lawyer's got somethin to tell you.
Rubin's attorney:
I'm afraid I've got some bad news, Mr. Nash. Our last appeal was turned down. It was our final hope. I'm afraid there's nothing more we can do.
Warden Carmichael:
Come on, Nash. Let's go.
Ernest P. Worrell:
Go? Go where?
Warden Carmichael:
You're goin to the row.
Ernest P. Worrell:
The row? What row?
Rubin Bartlett:
As in "death", you know, "death row.
Ernest P. Worrell: [realizes what they're talking about; Rubin exchanges looks with his lawyer]
Oh, well, I... Death row? You mean like the chair?! The hot seat? Dead meat, deep 6, it's over pal, you're outta here bub, the groundhog's are bringing you your mail, you're picking turnips with a step ladder? Like, the no-tomorrow row? That kind of row? Oh no! The row?! You gotta tell him who I am, fellas! I'm Ernest P. Worrell! I'm not Nash, I'm Ernest!
Warden Carmichael: [turns to the guards]
Zip it up, Nash. Get him outta here.
Ernest P. Worrell: [the guards begin dragging Ernest from his cell to death row]
Warden, you're gonna feel terrible when you find out what a big mistake you made. And, you, pal, you're not getting any more of my business. I'm not Nash, I tell you, I'm Ernest! I'm Ernest P. Worrell!
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