Induction:

It's like joining a club, only it's really more like gang conscription. A gang that you never really wanted to join, in the first place, and whose members you probably aren't very fond of: Larry's got hairy knuckles, and keeps looking at you like he wants to eat you; Josey keeps licking his lips when you walk past, and all of those other guys? They look like they have it in for you, too. And you haven't even passed over the threshold, yet. So step in line [to save yourself from getting beaten into it], put your back against the cold cement wall, and get ready to sit in the Barber's Chair, baby, because the only prisoners who get into the Cell Blocks are bald prisoners.