Stir Crazy
1980
Blade: The rodeo clown is the most DANGEROUS job, 'cause he gets CLOSEST to the BULL. He gets the BEST of the BULL! HOOK to the left! HOOK to the right! And if the bull rider's in trouble, he's gotta protect him, even if it means gettin' his ribs pulled out, or bein' freight-trained... Harry Monroe: Freight-trained? Blade: Run over, just like a freight train, only with a bull, it's worse, cause a freight train don't BACK UP and FINISH the JOB. Later on I'll show you how to lie out on the stretcher when the ambulance comes.
Harry Monroe: Yea, that's right! That's right! We bad!
Harry Monroe: Yes I'm a short son of a bitch, my daddy was a short son of a bitch, my mother was shorter than him, and my brother, my brother was so short we couldn't even see him.
Harry Monroe: A hundred and twenty five years... Oh God, Oh God... I'll be a hundred and sixty one when I get out.
Big Mean: What's your charge? Harry Monroe: Innocent... Big Mean: Ain't we all! Harry Monroe: Bank robbery... Big Mean: Oh, shit! (pause) Big Mean: *You* can kiss the baby!
Harry Monroe: (whimpering) Pillow... I want my pillow.
Rory: That's Grossberger. He killed his whole family one weekend and then the next day killed five people that looked like his family.
(Harry slaps Rory hand when he touches his arm) Harry: Stop that! What did you do anyway? Rory: I killed my daddy. Harry: What did you do that for? Rory: He laughed at my suede jacket (pause) and he slapped my hand. Harry: Oh. (Puts Rory's hand back on his arm)
Skip Donahue: We tried to teach him Charades! He Didnt Get it! He just didnt get it!
Skip Donahue: I want a bigger cell! With better ventilation!