Lock Up (1989)
Eclipse, Dallas, others: [after the re-building of the Mustang] When we're in a sober mood, we worry, work and think. When we're in a drunken mood, we gamble, play and drink. But when our moods are over, when our time is come to pass, we hope they bury us upside down, so the warden can kiss our ass!
Warden Drumgoole: This is hell, and I'm going to give you the guided tour.
Captain Meissner: You'll be issued one bar of soap, two rolls of toilet paper for a month! Somebody steals... *turn* your ass around! Somebody steals them or you lose them, you *will* be wiping your ass with your shirt! You have one uniform! Your number is five one zero! *Remember* it! This is C wing! You will eat, shower, and take yard time with your wing! There's six counts a day! You miss one, you're in the hole! Miss two, and I'll personally put you in the house of pain!
Captain Meissner: Convict... two things. One - I am Meissner. Two - Never fuck with Meissner. Inside.
Chink Weber: [Leone sits] Move it, Ace. That's my spot.
Chink Weber: Uh-uh, that's my spot, too.
Frank Leone: Any spot in here that isn't yours?
Chink Weber: Nope, they're all mine. You wanna use it, you gotta pay.
Chink Weber: [Leone gets up] Not so fast, Ace. I'm not gonna gouge ya. That little thing around your neck? That'll buy ya a spot for the day.
Eclipse: Tell me, what put you in the joint in the first place?
Frank Leone: Well, one night these punks broke into the garage and put a beating on old man Galetti. The whole neighborhood knew about it. The cops knew about it. But I guess these punks were connected, so the cops didn't do anything and I did. So after all the smoke had cleared, these guys ended up in the hospital and I ended up doing 18 months in Treadmore for aggravated assault.
Frank Leone: [after arriving at Gateway] You've got the wrong man! You made a mistake!
Warden Drumgoole: There's no mistake... Welcome to Gateway, Leone.
Frank Leone: Drumgoole?
Captain Meissner: That's Warden Drumgoole, convict!
Warden Drumgoole: Captain?
Captain Meissner: Move him!
Warden Drumgoole: [after Leone has gotten Drumgoole to confess, and then revealed that the electric chair's fuse had been removed beforehand] ... Take him to the Hole, Mister Meissner.
[Meissner doesn't move]
Warden Drumgoole: And *somebody get me out of this chair*... Thank you. Mister Meissner, *I said take him to the Hole*.
Captain Meissner: Can't do that. Take the warden into custody.
[Braden cuffs up Drumgoole]
Warden Drumgoole: ...Stop that! I am warden of this institution, and you will obey my - Stop it! - That was just a stupid confession I made to try and save my own life. *Are you insane, Meissner?*
Captain Meissner: No, but *you* are. And until this matter is resolved by a judicial inquiry, you *will* remain in our custody.
Warden Drumgoole: I'll have your ass for this. *I'll have your sorry black ass*.
Captain Meissner: You're welcome to it. Now *I'm* gonna tell *you* something. If so much as a *third* of what he
Captain Meissner: just told us turns out to be the truth, I'll see you back in this chair... I'll *personally* throw the switch... and next time, IT *WILL* WORK.
Captain Meissner: Move him.
Frank Leone: ...I just wanted to do my time, Captain.
Captain Meissner: You'll get the chance. Move him.
Frank Leone: Your body has to be here, but your mind can be anywhere.
Braden: He woulda put that shank in you! Whadya cover for him for?
Frank Leone: You got your rules. We got ours.
Captain Meissner: Every hour, when the light comes on, you'll stand, face the camera and state your name and number
Captain Meissner: Name and number!
Frank Leone: [Leone faces wall] Leone. Five ten.
Captain Meissner: Face the camera!... Name and number!
Frank Leone: [Leone turns] Leone. Five ten.
Chink Weber: [football bounces off Leone] Feel somethin', Leone?
Chink Weber: Wanna play? They're a man short.
Chink Weber: [Leone and 1st Base walk away] HEY! I'm talkin' to you!
Chink Weber: Hey punk! When're ya gonna paint your nails and answer to the name "bitch"?
First Base: Hey, you know, you got a big mouth! Whyncha keep it shut?