- Alcott: Hello, Fred.
- Fred: Hi!
- Alcott: You were looking at me through the window.
- [licks her lips]
- Alcott: Weren't you?
- Fred: No, eh, yeah... I...
- Alcott: Did you like what you saw?
- Fred: Yeah, but I-I mean...
- Alcott: [shows her breasts] Then why don't you take it?
- [she brandishes a knife]
- Alcott: Come on, lover boy, get to work!
- [he tries to kiss her]
- Alcott: No time for that stuff!
- Fred: Ok.
- [he starts to take off his shirt]
- Alcott: Not the shirt, stupid. Get it up or I'll cut it off!
- Grear: [after letting Harry feel her up in exchange to a smuggled letter Harry said was for her] You son of a bitch! This is for Bodine. You're rotten, Harry! You know why? 'Cos you're a man! All men are *filthy*. All they ever want to do is to *get* at you. For a long time I let them get at me. That's why I'm in this dump! But no more! You hear me? I'm not going to let a man's filthy hands touch me again!
- Grear: [smugly summing up new inmate Collier] Green, scared, and pretty.
- Alcott: Ho, ho, ho, are we gonna have fun.
- Collier: I'm Marne. Marne Collier.
- Alcott: "Collier" is a you use around here. I'm Alcott. That's Grear.
- [looks up at the top bunk]
- Alcott: And Bodine's up there.
- Collier: Hello.
- [Bodine doesn't deign to answer]
- Alcott: And don't try and mess around with her *ever.* Not even Grear messes with Bodine.
- [smiles]
- Harry: [re the far-off smoke rising from the incinerator] Another perfectly good piece of ass going to waste.
- Fred: Hey man, you have some - fringe benefits going for you too, huh?
- Harry: Oh, hell ya! Some of them ain't been within spittin' distance of a man in years. You know what?
- Fred: What?
- Harry: They are so horny...
- Fred: Yeah?
- Harry: Sometimes - late at night - when it's real quiet - you can hear 'em honkin'.
- Fred: Hey, hey, did you ever - make it with any of these girls around here man? Huh?
- Harry: Not yet, Freddie. There's always a bunch of guards hangin' around. Either that or they're all locked up. One of these days - zap!
- Fred: What do you mean - zap? Man, what is that zap?
- Harry: Zap! R - A - P - E. Zap!
- Fred: Wait a minute, wait a minute. You mean to tell me you're gonna rape one of these girls? With all these guards hangin' around?
- Harry: I ain't gonna rape one of them. One of them - is gonna rape me.
- Grear: You got a man on the outside, honey?
- Collier: Not any more. Actually, I'm a widow.
- Alcott: And that's why you're here. Right?
- Collier: Yeah. He was a very rich, very handsome, playboy, with a black patch over one eye. No, really, it's true. Fernando. HIs father owned half the country. Money like you wouldn't believe. Anyway, I figured a girl could do a lot worse. And naturally he swept me right off my feet. And I ended up in this fantastic pad with a dozen servants. The whole works, right. Just like in a dream. Only there was one very important thing missing.
- Alcott: I get it. No action. And then what did you do?
- Collier: Well, I caught him making it with one of the servants.
- Alcott: The maid?
- Collier: The house boy.
- Grear: No shit. What did you do?
- Collier: Well, what do you think I did? I mean, you know, the house boy looked pretty good to me too. And as a matter of fact, he was. Only Fernando was not as broad minded as I am. So, he decided to kill me. Well, I said the hell with that! So, I went and got his gun, which he used to keep under his pillow, and I put one - right through his patch.
- Alcott: Escape? You're out of your mind. You're never gonna bust out of this place. You'll get yourself killed.
- Bodine: Could that be any worse than this? And what about you? You're never gonna see the outside again. Without the possibility of parole - that's what it says.
- Alcott: No. Life is always better than certain death.
- Bodine: That's were we disagree.
- Alcott: You know something, it's not the comforts I miss, like the nice clothes. It's the men. More than anything else. I miss having a man.
- Alcott: [Collier walks over and starts to wash Alcott's back in the community shower] Thanks, but, no thanks.
- Collier: I don't want to do things for Grear anymore. I'd like to do something for you. I need a friend.
- Alcott: Forget it, Collier! I don't take care of anybody and nobody takes care of me. I just watch out for myself. You should do the same.
- Harry: I know you dig girls.
- Grear: I'm not this way because I wanna be. It's this place! Pretty soon a girl gets strange desires and it creeps upon you like a disease. But, it's curable.
- Harry: What does it take?
- Grear: A real man. Like you.
- Harry: Come on, Helen, not through the bars.
- Grear: You should be able to get in here at night. You can steal a key from somebody.
- Fred: Come on Harry, the guard's coming back.
- Grear: There's someone for Fred, too. He can have Harrad.
- Dr. Phillips: Maybe you aren't disturbed by cruelty?
- Miss Dietrich: Disturbed? I loath it. I loath all inhuman acts!
- Harry: Listen. I was readin' in the newspaper, in the foothills, somewhere around Mojave, they got one of them naked communes. Now, you think about that, boy. Hundreds. I mean, hundreds! Beautiful little girls just runnin' around bare-assed.
- Lucian: It is very simple, Miss Collier. You tell me about the escape and I release you from this nightmare.
- Dr. Phillips: Guards are in the same position as any policeman. They're free to do as they please unless someone watches them closely.
- Miss Dietrich: Such people are difficult to supervise; because, they usually watch whoever's watching them.
- Bodine: All the time it was her watching us squirm. Ferina get some cloth and tie them up. And put a gag in that quack's mouth!
- Harrad: You don't give a damn about me, do you? Oh, I'm only good for lighting your cigarettes and *kissing* your ass.