Quotes from Oz
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Kareem Said: I would give my life for you.
Jefferson Keane: You gonna have to.
Lenny Burrano: Donald Groves. You killed your parents and ate them, right?
Donald Groves: I only ate my mom. I was saving my dad for Thanksgiving.
Lenny Burrano: That's festive.
Groves: Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition.
Father Ray Mukada: What?
Groves: I don't know what to do. I've never done this confession thing before.
Sister Pete: Christ was executed, you know. And if he hadn't been, the world would be a very different place.
Glynn: A better place?
Sister Pete: I didn't say that.
Ross: I was a man in love. I still am.
Wittlesey: Save it for the shower room.
Ryan: No thanks. I've never been big on tomatoes.
Nino Schibetta: You Irish. You got no appreciation for the simple things in life.
Ryan: What's simpler than a potato?
Groves: Mister Said. I just wanted to tell you that, um, the whole thing with the spoons, the whole Allah thing? It's awesome. butchering Arabic A-salami I-like-em.
McManus announces a lockdown
Alvarez: Gee Dad, I hope I can still make it to the prom.
Beecher: I need you to move me to another cell block.
McManus: All the cell blocks are full.
Beecher: Then move me to another prison.
McManus: Do I look like a travel agent to you?
Said: I am willing to share the power. That is why I asked you here. You see, we can become a kind of council.
We will—together—make all the decisions.
Ross: We can talk parliamentary procedure later. How many guns do you have?
Augustus Hill: I never lie. Not 'cause I'm so honest, but because I have a bad memory. And you can't be a good
liar if you got a bad memory.
Case: Vehicular manslaughter, reckless endangerment, possession of controlled substances, possession of a deadly weapon, violation
of parole. Woo... that's an amazing list of crimes.
Ryan: Yeah, well, you know, I applied myself.
Ryan: I'm like the Lord of the Fucking Dance. I got moves.
Beecher: I bit the tip off a guy's penis.
Case: So I heard.
Beecher: You're not afraid?
Case: Well, I've got my pants on.
Alvarez: I thought you were anti-drugs.
Schillinger: I don't care if you smuggle in fucking tacos. I want Beecher dead. Today.
Richie knocks on the door.
Mukada: Come in. Richie. pause What's up?
Richie Hanlon: I love to take it in the ass.
Mukada: Uh huh.
Richie Hanlon: Now lots of people think that's perverse, but it's my choice. So I say fuck them, right?
Mukada: Richie, are we going someplace with all this?
Beecher: And if he does, how do you find him? It's a needle in a haystack.
Said: Quickest way to find the needle? Burn the haystack.
Christopher Keller: So you a fag?
Beecher: No. You?
Keller: I do what I have to.
Schillinger: Said. I read your book.
Said: I don't give refunds.
Schillinger: You used me.
Said: You used me. Life is balance.
Rebadow: Busmalis, I'm beginning to have second thoughts about this excavation.
Agamemnon Busmalis: Second thoughts? Well have third thoughts.
Beecher: Don't be mad.
Keller: I'm not mad.
Beecher: Yeah, you are.
Keller: No, it was a stupid idea. I just didn't think things through. That's my problem. I don't think anything all of the
fucking way through.
Beecher: I hate it when you're self-deprecating. It's so cute.
Adebisi: O'Reily, if she sucks my cock, I suck yours.
Ryan: That's an appetizing thought. *beat* Pass.
Antonio Nappa: Needless to say, I was saddened by Peter Schibetta's rape. His father Nino and I were paisans.
I'm Peter's godfather. Glynn and Mcmanus exchange looks No, his actual godfather. At baptism.
being examined by Dr. Nathan
Shirley Bellinger: Am I well enough to die? Healthy enough to execute?
Keller gets released from the hole
Beecher: Chris. At last. Give me a kiss.
Keller: You're drunk.
Beecher: You bet your ass I am. Did you miss me? Christ, I missed you. Come on, let's fuck.
Jonathan Coushaine: I say we institute a no swearing rule.
Raoul "El Cid" Hernandez: Fuck you.
Hill: Suck my dick.
Wangler: Asswipe.
Ryan: Cocksucker.
Chucky Pancamo: Stupid cunt.
Jaz Hoyt: Putz.
Beecher: How stupid do you think I am? You let me break your legs... and then you snitch on me.
Keller: I won't. I swear.
Beecher: Swear. Promise. Take an oath, make a vow. Then go fuck yourself.
Keller: Hey, fuck you, ya fuck.
Keller: You know... you know what went on between us, right?
Sister Pete: I know that Tobias was in love with you and that you broke his arms and his legs.
Keller: Jesus Christ, you put it that way it makes me sound so cold.
Sister Pete: So why don't you rephrase it so you come out the hero?
Wangler: Miguel, how it feel to get your ass whipped by a faggot?
Alvarez: You better watch your fucking mouth.
Wangler: Whatcha you gonna do? Hit me with your purse, motherfucker?
Schillinger: Those are not the kind of men you should be hanging out with.
Andy: As opposed to who? Those standup individuals that make up your merry little band? You know, I gotta tell you something,
Dad, my whole life you crammed into my head how superior we white folks are. Well I don't see the truth in that. Hey, I look around this room
and I see white faces and black faces, every color in between. The only thing that I know for sure is that we're all shit. Shit don't come in
degrees. I mean, white or black, shit is shit. So fuck everything you believe in, fuck everything you stand for, and fuck you.
Hill: Life in Oz sucks, and only a fool or a Republican will tell you different.
Margarita Ricardo: You don't understand!
Wittelsey: If I had a nickel for every time I didn't understand you'd be talking to an empty chair.
Claire Howell: Seasons greetings, fuckwad!
different shots in Em City
Murphy: Happy New Year.
McManus: Yeah.
Beecher: Happy New Year.
Keller: Happy New Year.
Wangler: Happy New Year, motherfuckers!
Schillinger: Eat me, you little prick.
Cyril: The man I hit. Is he getting better?
Ryan: Yeah, he'll be fucking fine in about ten minutes. Now go to sleep, Cyril.
Murphy: So, what do you call a guy that eats his own flesh?
McManus: Inventive.
Murphy: Beecher, we had a major incident here, all right? And now we've lost Tim McManus. Your boyfriend's health
ain't a priority for me.
Hernandez: You know, I want to see Alvarez dead. I don't know why, you know? It's like one of those reflexes
you get when they tap you on the knee and your leg shoots up.
Busmalis: Being free, even for a few hours, was so wonderful. I mean, I had no money, no overcoat. It was cold
out there. But man, oh man, I was so happy. I stopped in the middle of the street and did a little dance. gets up and dances Of course,
that's when they caught me.
McManus: Quiet night?
Andrea Phelan: If you count two fistfights and some anal penetration as quiet, yeah.
Lawyer: I didn't decree the system, Moses. I just wallow in it.
Ryan: Ah, trouble in paradise.
Keller: But not enough to be of any use to us. You know what we got here, O'Reily? A fandango. And we gotta do something about
it.
Beecher: I didn't kill Shemin.
Adebisi: Yeah, but you fucked him, though.
Beecher: Once. He was lousy. Browne slams Beecher's head down So were you, Mondo. Browne slams his head again.
Lisa Logan: Is there a lot of homosexual activity?
Keller: Well, by "homosexual" do you mean deep-rooted love of one man for another, or guys fucking guys in the ass?
Logan: Ass-fucking.
Keller: Shit happens.
Murphy: The Fourth Estate is gone.
Schillinger: Will somebody tell him we can take care of Said ourselves? We don't need to sub-contract.
Glynn: Don't be snarky.
Beecher: Keller.
Keller: Oh, are we speaking? I thought we were trying to fuck with each other.
Robson: Your kid was involved in all kinds of shit. Drug deals, pimping. So there's any number of people who
might want him dead.
Schillinger: This is you consoling me?
Beecher and Keller kiss.
Keller: I'll see you.
Beecher: When?
Keller: Back here. Or in heaven.
Beecher: You really think we're gonna get into heaven?
Keller: Ah... you and me together? God doesn't have the balls to keep us out.
Timmy Kirk: If you're not part of the solution, you're Satan's tool.
Kirk: Ever since Jeremiah Cloutier's unfortunate accident—
Mukada: I would hardly call being bricked up in a wall accidental.
Schillinger: Hey there Petey. You having some shrink time? That's good. After all, a trauma like you went through—getting
gang raped and all—it's healthy to talk about the experience. You probably shouldn't get too specific in the details though. That might not
be so healthy after all.
Peter Schibetta: Leave me alone.
Schillinger: Sure. Keep your sunny side up.
Howell: Here you go Keller. A bag of atomic fireballs per your request.
Keller: Thanks Claire. I always need a little something to suck on.
Omar White: Damn. You all right McManus. Oh boy, you a straight-up motherfucking humdinger, boy.
McManus: Yeah, yeah. That's me. A humdinger.
Kirk: Father, I want to make confession as well. I want to be Roman Catholic again.
Mukada: No.
Kirk: What? What do you... you can't refuse me.
Mukada: I sure as hell can.
Father Daniel Meehan: I'm on the bottom?
Ryan: You got that right.
Meehan: Look, I have a meeting tomorrow with Father Mukada, and I was thinking that—
Ryan: Lights out means shut the fuck up.
Sister Pete: Look at us. We're complete and utter failures at out jobs.
Gloria Nathan: So what do we do instead?
Sister Pete: Form an all-girl band?
Sister Pete: Well, I'll do... I'll do everything I can to help.
Keller: Show me your tits.
Sister Pete: Don't do that.
Said: May I remind you of your promise to yourself never to speak to Keller again?
Beecher: Yeah. Well the great thing about breaking a promise to yourself is that only one person gets hurt. And I can live with my guilt a shitload easier than I can live without ever seeing Keller again.
Rebadow: So Norma was here again today?
Busmalis: So we're both in prison?
Rebadow: Excuse me?
Busmalis: I'm sorry. I though we were asking questions that we already knew the answer to.
Morales: I figure, you and Guerra made peace you won't be stabbing each other with silverware. Besides, I got a question.
Alvarez: Nine inches, baby.
Alvarez: Yo, I'm as bugged out as you. I mean, I know you guys spent a lot of time with Cutler. Did he ever mention anything about me?
Robson: Yeah. In his sleep at night he'd whisper your name. Fuck off.
Keller: You fuck her yet?
Beecher: Chris.
Keller: Be honest.
Beecher: Yes.
Keller: Good for you, you sexy motherfucker.
Dave Brass: Morales. He had Martinez cut me, which screwed with my head, which made me take off with your winnings.
He's the bastard you should hate.
Rebadow: There's room in my heart for both of you.
Fitzgerald: What the fuck is going on here?
Keller: Just a little harmless fun between two consenting adults.
Alonzo Torquemada: Miguel Alvarez. I hear you're the man to know.
Alvarez: Whoever told you that was an idiot.
Howell: on her unexpected pregnancy I'm going to take a leave of absence, drop the calf, and from then
on keep my fucking legs crossed.
Schillinger: realizing Keller switched the shanks That cocksucker!
Keller: I couldn't face living the rest of my life in here without you. Don't you see? I did what I did out of love.
Beecher: I loved alcohol. I loved heroin. But I had to put them behind me because they were poison. Death. You... are death.
McManus: All I know is that the move is temporary. We'll be back someday.
Hill: So, what have we learned? What's the lesson for today? For all the never-ending days and restless nights in Oz? That morality is transient? That virtue cannot exist without violence? That to be honest is to be flawed? That the giving and taking of love both debases and elevates us? That God or Allah or Yahweh has answers to questions we dare not even ask? The story is simple: a man lives in prison and dies. How he dies? That's easy. The who and the why is the complex part. The human part. The only part worth knowing... Peace.
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