- Maggie: I'm gonna knock your pretty little teeth so far into your throat you're gonna get a picket fence around your asshole.
- Supt. McQueen: Y'know I had the most strangest dream, most disturbing, last night; disturbing - but oddly gratifying.
- Dr. Randolph: [to three new female prison arrivals] Please remove all articles of clothing at this time. This is the last opportunity to surrender any, ah, concealed weapons, narcotics on your person. You'd be surprised at the foreign objects we find hidden inside new arrivals. Listen, I don't enjoy this ritual anymore than you do. Now, what we're going to do now is some callisthenics. I'd like you girls to help me:
- [puts on plastic glove]
- Dr. Randolph: We're going to start off with deep knee bends for openers.
- [takes speculum from pocket, practises opening it: scene 'star' fade cuts]
- Belle Tyson: Cops chasin' Pinocchio through the woods. Hot on his little wooden ass. He sees Cinderella in the clearing. He jumps under her dress. "Wow! What a hideout." The pigs run right by them. Cinderella she says to Pinocchio, "Tell me, is it true that your nose grows each time you tell a lie, Pinocchio?" Pinocchio says from beneath the dress, "Sure is, Cinderella." "Tell a lie, Pinocchio." He does. "Um. Now the truth." And he does. "Now, a lie. Truth. Lie! Lie! Lie! *Lie!*"
- Supt. McQueen: Don't you realize sex is what put you behind bars in the first place? Stealing to dress better for a man. Fornicating from the back of the pockets of women using pimps. Killing to eliminate a sexual rival. Give me contrition! Let's have redemption! Repentance! Repentance! A worm's death to society!
- Supt. McQueen: That show of yours last night was positively disgusting. Given the chance to express yourselves you went straight to the gutter. Even for criminals you're just a particularly poor reflection on womanhood.
- Pandora: The others seemed to dig it.
- Maggie: [re the kleptomaniac] If she rips me off just one more time, I'm gonna spill a can of kick-ass all over her butt.
- Jacqueline Wilson: Hey, man. You are fuckin' crazy. I mean, look at me. Look at me, would you look at me! You're crazy. This is rape.
- Dr. Randolph: Relax.
- Jacqueline Wilson: Did you...
- Pandora: Kill him? Nah, Cut his balls off instead.
- Jacqueline Wilson: You did?
- Pandora: Didn't need the mothers anyway.
- Lavelle: [stammering] Psycho... surgery... you mean... when they cut off a piece of a person's brain to, uh...
- Dr. Randolph: Curb the flow of violent tendencies in the individual. By limiting her abilities to maintain *that* violent thought for any length of time.
- [off to practice his hobby]
- Lavelle: [by herself] Yeah. What about their other thoughts?