Oz quotes

Hey Chucky, you've got a minute?

Pancamo

For you O'Reily, I've got only 28 seconds. But the way you double-talk, it should be plenty.

Hi, Chuckie. What do you want to talk about?

Pancamo

Oh, this and that. Life and death. My life...

Timmy Kirk

[to Mukada] When I am executed, you will be stripped of your ministry, you will be abandoned by Holy Mother Church and you will spend the rest of your days wandering aimlessly and without hope. In death I will be triumphant.

James Robson

I don't really have anyone else to talk to in this place.

That's what I'm here for.

James Robson

You ever been scared of dying?

Oh, yeah. My first year here, a man named Warren Sticks, we were in the middle of a session and suddenly he leapt out of his chair and started to choke me. I blacked out, and when I came to I was lying in a pool of blood, his blood. He had slit his wrists with the edge of my tape dispenser. I realized he was attempting to knock me out so he could kill himself.

James Robson

You remember that sensation, thinking you were gonna die?

Is that how you feel now?

James Robson

I've felt that way every day since as long as I can remember.

How far back is that?

James Robson

Much further than I'd like. I was Gerald Robson's only child. Even as a kid, you do what you gotta do to survive, 'cause when you're six, running away is not an option.

Did he beat you?

James Robson

Oh, yeah. And worse.

Did he abuse you sexually?

James Robson

It's funny, here I am 36 years old, and I got nowhere to run. You know? And I-I guess what what I want to know is: Is it okay to do whatever is necessary to survive?

Timmy Kirk

You and me Jaz-bo, captured on film for prosperity.

Ray Mukada

I just got a call from the Vicar general. Because Kirk is dead, Monsignor Slon has convinced the police to drop the investigation against me.

Sister Peter Marie

You're back.

Ray Mukada

Yes. My prayers have been answered. Pete...I prayed for Kirk to die.

Mayor Loewen.

Vernie, I wondered when you'd pop up.

It's great to see you, sir.

Is that mail for me?

Oh, yes. So, you comfortable got everything you need?

Yeah, mm-hmm.

You gave me quite a scare, well, when I heard you almost choked to death. When's the doctor releasing you?

I go back to unit J tomorrow. Christ.

Sir?

Another hate letter. Some nigger says I got off too easy. He says he's got a cousin here in Oswald who's gonna airhole me. What does "airhole" mean?

Kill.

Black bastard.

Don't worry your honor, I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.

Oh, yeah, is that right, huh? Well, from what I hear, the Aryans in Oswald are a sorry bunch. That guy who saved me from choking, Beecher, I hear you've been trying to airhole him for about six fucking years and all you have to show for it is that little scar above your eye there.

I did have his son killed. And his father.

What are you, an idiot? Saying shit like that out loud? You know, Vernie, I've got to tell you I never thought you were the brightest bulb in the chandelier. You always had this huge ego with nothing to back it up. You always had these big plans with no balls behind them. Shit. If it weren't for your daddy, I wouldn't have given you the time of fucking day. You're an embarrassment to the brotherhood.

I have balls.

Speak up, boy, I can't hear you.

: Nothing, sir.

Yo, what'd you call me? Yo, fuck you, you greasy old bitch.

Burr Redding

Hey, Poet.

Oh, what you think? I don't know where 122 Wayne Street is? Think again, bitch.

Burr Redding

What the fuck's wrong with you, son?

Man, she said she wasn't about to give up her credit card number to some strange spook. How the fuck did she even know I was black?

Burr Redding

That's irrelevant. You hang up and calmly move on to the next call.

No, man, fuck that, I ain't putting my pride on the line so some bullshit Senator can get re-elected.

Burr Redding

Well, in that case, you're fired.

What?

Burr Redding

You heard me. Carry your lazy ass and that bad attitude off the premises! Move it.

Fuck you, Burr. Fuck you.

Okay, Cyril, time for another fabulous ECT treatment.

Cyril O'Reily

What's ECT?

Jesus, why is it every time, I got to tell you what ECT means?

Ray Mukada

That's because electroshock causes memory loss.

Oh.

And on a more controversial note, in a stunning defeat for state prosecutors, convicted murderer Jazz Hoyt's death sentence was overturned. Instead of being executed as scheduled, Hoyt will be moved to the Oswald Correction facility's psychiatric unit, and then later to the Connolly Institute, a hospital in Morrisville, which specializes in treating the criminally insane.

Ryan O'Reily

This is bullshit! How come fuckin' Hoyt gets off and Cyril doesn't!?

Well, from a purely legal standpoint, the circumstances of each case are very different.

Ryan O'Reily

So, you're telling me that from the eyes of the law, Jazz Hoyt's life is worth preserving and my brothers isn't?

Afraid so, Ryan.

Ryan O'Reily

Goddamnit!

Unless our latest appeal is excepted by the court, Cyril dies, two weeks from Thursday.

Ryan O'Reily

Fuck.

Antonio Nappa

Back in the 60's, the department of defense created the Internet. Little did they know they were mixing concrete to build the global village. There's nothing concrete about it, though. People get digital mail from electronic boxes, they congregate in chat rooms that have no walls and no doors. Millions around the world have instant access to each other and stores and food and entertainment, but if it's such a revolution in communications, why does studies show the more time one spends online, the more isolation one suffers?

Hill

A man stands in a cemetery, reading a letter he wrote forgiving his long dead father. The mother of a girl killed by a drunk driver is racked by fantasies of retaliation. Your boyfriend begs you for one more chance. You say to the mirror you're done hating yourself. But you know you're not. Maybe instead of forgive and forget, it should be forgive and remember. Remember that you might have to wake up tomorrow and forgive all over again. And again,and again, the way your heart keeps beating like a drum. Forgive. I can't. You can. Forgive. Forgive. I can't. You can. Forgive.

Yo, Rebadow, over here.

Bob Rebadow

What do you want today, Pablo?

I want to know what the fuck your problem is, man. I mean, why are you treating Ms. C like a bitch?

Bob Rebadow

She's not a bitch.

That's right. She's a nice lady. She's helping me ride out my time, and yet you're bringing her the fuck down. And the cancer? It ain't that big a deal. That's right, she told me yesterday. I guess she needed someone to talk to since you're acting like my younger fucking sister. Maria freaked out when my momma got breast cancer. Of course, she was eight. And mi Madre? She squashed that disease like it was a cockroach. I bet that's something you can identify with.

Guerra

Marriage ain't marriage without sex.

So don't you see? Everything that we do, the plans we make, the hopes we have, they're futile. Being good at a job, which I was, building a home, which I did, raising a family...which I had, none of it means anything because no matter how we try, how much we strive and struggle, it'll all come to naught. Life is a waste of time. So, that's why I'm counting on you to kill me. You will, won't you?