# Somewhat reluctant, Alex held out his right hand, in the back of mind trying to figure out what bothered him about what Bruce had said, but the whiskey had made his head feel fuzzy. He couldn’t remember—like a lot of things—when he’d last had a drink, and he hadn’t anticipated the quickness in which it would take effect, but that didn’t matter. He’d be okay. Even if Bruce tried running, skipping out on the payment, Alex, on his worst, drunkest day, could shoot the kid’s bony knees off at fifty yards—he’d nailed things smaller from further away. “These two crystals represent your past and future, okay? If you can—” Alex retracted. “What is this?” “As I was saying: if you can face this, face yourself, then you win the game. understand?” Bruce pushed the crystals forward, so that they rested a few inches from Alex’s hands. “But if you can’t, I walk out of here, and you can explain that to your boss.” “Let’s just get this over with,” Alex said, reaching for the crystal on the right, but before he could touch it, Bruce stopped his hand. “Would you like another drink?” Bruce stood and rounded the table, holding his empty beer glass. Ahead, the mirror sat unobstructed from Alex, giving a perfect view of his stubbly grey jowls and thinning salt and pepper hair. It seemed, like the old man, he too faced the inevitability of age—the promise of illness and death. But at least he—unlike Mr. Cochrane—would have the resources to make that end a comfortable one. “So…?” “Sure, make it another Jameson.” As Bruce walked away, Alex snatched the crystal on the right and immediately felt a jolt travel throughout his body, sending him to his feet, where, seconds later, he froze in place—unable to move. He continued staring into the mirror, pupils ... ... middle of paper ... ... bartender coming over the counter and Bruce, a slack expression on his face, chanting something that Alex didn’t have time to comprehend between pulling the trigger on his 380. Taurus and watching, across in the mirror, the left side of his head explode—all over Bruce. Kneeling, Bruce leaned forward, until his stale breath met Alex’s ear. “Consider the debt paid, Alex—every last fucking cent.” He then retrieved the crystals from where they had fallen and placed them in his pockets, their former white now a charcoal black. “What the hell just happened?” the bartender said, massive girth trembling, and retreated behind the counter. Bruce shrugged and smiled. “Nothing I’d worry about, man. But you’d better call the cops—before someone else does—and give me another drink while you’re at it. The night’s still young, and there’s no reason to waste it.”
chosen to undergo a new “treatment” that the State has developed to “reform” criminals. After the State strips him of his choice to choose between good and evil, Alex can only do good now and even thinking of doing something bad makes him violently ill. Then, Alex is “rehabilitated” considered “rehabilitated”. Afterwards Alex is released where he encounters an “ex-droog” and one of his enemies, they beat him to a pulp and leave him out in the middle of nowhere. After coming to his senses, Alex makes his way to a house and in that house, right before Alex went to prison, h...
Alex is put on stage where he is to be used in a demonstration. A man walks out, toward Alex. He begins to yell at Alex, then gets violent.
“Well how do you explain your behavior the morning I tried to throw away the pearl?” I asked, remembering the sharp pain of his clenched fist making contact with my jaw. “You had become so w...
When he meets his friends he notices that there is some kind of tension between them. Then the start a new tour were they find a great house for playing a trick. They play the same trick but at that time the old woman in the house is suspicious and doesn’t open the door. So Alex goes alone through the window. While he steals some things, the woman phones the police. As they meet each other they start fighting. Alex quite kills the old lady and the police arrest him. He is found guilty for murder and should go to prison for fourteen years.
Betrayed by his cohorts Alex is beaten by local officials and confesses to all the crimes. As a point to retribution a sergeant states, "Violence makes violence" and proceeds to through Alex back into the cell.
Dan‟s feelings shift from anger to feelings of victimization as he asks Alex, “Why are you doing this to me...Why are you trying to hurt me?”
We are first introduced to Alex (Malcolm McDowell) in the company of his posse, strangely sipping drugged milk in a freakish bar with anatomically indiscrete manikins serving as tittie-taps and tables. The ensuing scenes flash from Alex and his three droogs brutally beating an old man to a violent rape scene to a semi-chaotic gang-brawl. The story is of Alex and his love of the old ultra-violence, his act of murder, his betrayal and imprisonment, and his cure (twice).
The first thing he noticed were the beer bottles seeming to block out the sun . The second thing he noticed was his uncle passed out drunk in the sink . He was about 5’5” short for an adult but he made up for it in bulk. He 250 lbs. And with the holes in his shirt he looked just like a bowling ball. Jack walked over to him and shook his shoulder lightly. He jerked upright. Pizza stains dotted him like chicken pox. His first words to Jack were
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she began applying liquid stitches ointment Dr. Browdeski had given her to fully mend her wounds. When she’d finished, she grabbed a cold bottled water from the mini fridge in their bedroom and popped a couple of the Oxycontin painkillers the doctor had prescribed for her. After washing them down she started feeling the numbing effects of the narcotic. Going downstairs to the bar, she fixed a stiff glass of vodka, hoping that it would put her exactly where she needed to be, in the bed and out of her misery, even if only for the
In “Grey’s Anatomy” the character Christina Yang mistakenly stabbed her fellow resident, Alex Karev, in the hand with one cc of epi. Alex immediately passed out and now has to be under 24 hour monitoring but he will be fine. Christina went into Alex’s room to see if he could help her with something, not to apologize and Alex expressed a lot of anger. He did this by yelling, “you almost killed me!” and his face turned very red as he yelled. As he is yelling you can see spit come from his mouth because he is so mad. He is also laying in a bed with sheets and he is gripping the sheets very tightly. His eyebrows come closer together and speech becomes
Everything was going great at Oakville farm, I mean everything was normal and okay how it should be if you don’t count that the fact Donna came home late last night. She came home around two or three o’clock in the morning when it was pitch black outside, and believe me this isn’t the first time it ever happened either, maybe it’s not that big of a deal to you but to me it is, Donna here is the farmer’s daughter. While Mr. Salem is away she’s the one in charge of us,and because she’s the one in charge of us we haven't eaten in two days! Mr. Salem always made sure we were cared for, and was handled with love but , Donna on the other hand she just doesn’t care. There’s a lot of us here on the farm, we have a variety of animals here like horses,
The story begins at the start of a wild and violent night with Alex and his friends sitting in a diner. To start off a typical night they encounter an old man walking the streets, so they harass and hit him. But this is not just any ordinary harassing episode but more of a complete and utter pounding. They beat the defenseless man until he is all bloody and disoriented. They then send him on his way, half naked and crawling home, later that night they saw an old drunken man sitting on the ground and they decided to beat him until he was delirious.
During these films he is confined to a chair with his eye lids clamped open so he cannot take them off the movie. He begin to feel sick, and then like he is going to throw up and the doctors reassure him that this is a positive thing and it means he is getting better. Twelve more treatments take place, and then Alex is ready to be tested to see if he is "healed". His test displays him on a stage being attacked and forcefully licking the bottom of the mans shoe before he is released. Following the beating, a near naked woman is brought onto stage with him and when he is tempted to touch her, he immediately feels nauseous and collapses to the
"Play nice, now." All four heads turned towards the stairway to see their leader descending the stairs. Jamien's eyes gave Shaundi a clear warning, but his smile was playful. "You got the stuff, Pierce?"
John had no words. How could someone be this cruel to someone as perfect as his Alex. He started to talk again, to comfort Alex, to tell him everything would be alright when Alex started to speak