Bronson Harly: Portrait of a Badass

Narrator: Bronson Harly came from the wrong side of town, where boys are not considered men until they pull their first bank job. (In his rundown home, Harly's mother watches her drunken son count up his loot.) Mother: You better put that away before someone sees it. Harly: Shut up! You know how much money we got here? Enough for a return trip to Disneyland! (He picks up a gun.) Mother: If you're going to shoot that thing, take it outside. Harly: That's where I'm going. Yee-haw! Magic Castle, here I come! (Exit Harley. Gunshots and hooting draw the attention of neighbors and police.) Narrator: Those who knew him say he was born evil. (Harly is remembered by his fourth grade teacher.) Teacher: Oh, I remember him all right. He was a bad little bugger, always getting into trouble. If he wasn't breaking into lockers, he was trying to start up a gang. The principal tried to whoop some sense into him, but it only seemed to make him more violent... (Harly follows slowly behind a team of sidewalk cleaners, littering in their trail.) Narrator: Psychology may help us to understand the social deviant, but we still have much to learn about the badass. Educate yourself with our documentary feature: Bronson Harly: Portrait of a Badass.
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