Shirley Bellinger quotes from Oz

(looking around her new cell) How comfy.

I want to be lost in oblivion.

Well, I'll be. Simon thinks of everything.

Simon Adebisi

Shirley, you like your cake?

Yes.

Simon Adebisi

Happy birthday, baby.

You're Simon?

Simon Adebisi

[pulls down pants] Quickly, before the hacks come.

But...

Simon Adebisi

What?

You're a nigger.

Simon Adebisi

[hurt and angered] Suck my dick now.

Get the fuck away from her! What the fuck are you doing? Tony, Al!

Adebisi, move!

Simon Adebisi

Suck my dick now.

Show me your prick.

Richie

What?

You show me your prick, and I'll show you my pussy.

Richie

I'm gay.

I don't care if you're Portuguese. I don't want to die without ever seeing another prick again. Show me, please show me. (He does) Wow, you must've made some boy very, very happy.

What's this thing between you and Vern? Every time he comes in here, you boys snarl at each other.

Richie

It's a long story.

I've got no other appointments today.

Richie

That bastard is the reason I'm on Death Row. He and another Aryan creep killed a Russian. Told me if I don't confess to the murder they'd kill me.

Death sentence either way.

Richie

Yeah.

But if you know you're going to die, why not tell the truth?

Richie

The other one, Mark Mack, is already dead. Besides, why should the hacks listen to me now? I say Schillinger did it, they say prove it. I have no proof.

Unless you say you did it together.

Richie

What?

Lie. Tell them that you and Vern both killed the Russian.

Richie

How does that help me get off Death Row?

It doesn't, hon. But it does ensure his ass will be up here in the cell next to yours. Just something to consider, Richie. Just something to consider.

She was cheating on you?

Yeah. With her husband.

They were married?

Bitch told me they was through. I don't fuck with another man's wife! I got principles.

You forgive me?

Yes.

What makes you think I want your fucking forgiveness?

Now, Shirley, don't cuss.

You come in here all high and mighty deciding to free me of my guilt? Well, Zeke, I don't feel guilty. I did what l had to do, and unlike you, at least my balls were big enough. You came to console me? Well, I've got a little consolation prize for you. You and the chanteuse ought to go ahead and have yourselves another child, because when Katie died, you didn't lose a child. She wasn't yours.

What?

Your father raped me. That child was his seed.

(the morning of her execution) Woke up with a crick in my neck. Must've slept wrong.

Maybe stress.

In any case, the hangin'll take care of the crick.

Shirley, do you have any thoughts as the hour approaches?

Thoughts? Of course I have thoughts, how could I not?

Would you share them with us?

Sure. I'm wondering why anyone cares what my thoughts are. Sure as hell didn't care when my husband was drunk and beat me. Or my father-in-law rape me. No, it wasn't until I killed my daughter, until I did something horrific that what I think matters. All I wanted was for someone to pay attention and now that they finally are, I see that my life then, or now, isn't worth shit.