All language subtitles for Prison Girls CC

[Lion roars]

[Mellow rock music]

♪

- God damn it.

Gertie, do you have
to be horny 24 hours a day?

I got more important things
on my mind

like getting this shower
to work.

- If this were a box of candy,

you'’d let me kiss you
all over,

wouldn'’t you, sweetie?

- Gertie, the soap here
is about as slimy as you are.

- I'’d do anything for you, baby.

[Water rushing]
- [Gasps]

Gertie, you fucking bitch!

- [Laughs]

- Shit.

- Do you know what i'’m gonna do
with this?

- Soap.

I never thought of that.

New way to get your jollies.

I'’ll have to ask Dr. Reinhart
about that

next time I let her know
about my sex life.

I'’ll be seeing her soon,
you know?

I'’m on her list of goodies.

I'’m gonna get
a weekend furlough.

- Who are you kidding?

I came here for a shower,
not a snow job.

- You quit your little numbers,

or i'’m gonna wrap a towel
around your neck.

I'’m up for parole next month,

and if you get a weekend pass
and I Don'’t,

i'’m gonna bust out
of this goddamn place.

- No butch lays
their hands on me twice.

- Well, I probably caught
the clap from you

from laying them on you once.

- Okay, okay.

Now, listen, Cindy,
lay it on me straight.

Is it just you getting the pass?

- Well, not exactly.

I heard from Alice
who got it from Ginny

who knows the file clerk
at the warden'’s office...

[Pounding]

[Water rushing]

That at least six of US
will get a free weekend pass

on Dr. Reinhart'’s say-so.

- Big deal!

Like I care.

- Why Don'’t you fuck off?

- Hey, girls, have you heard
about the weekend passes?

[All speaking at once]

Down, girls, down.

It'’s part
of our rehabilitation.

- Knock it off!

This ain'’t playpen time.

Come on.
Clean, you hear?

All right,
i'’m not gonna hang around

and wash your backsides.

[Women squealing and laughing]

- What are you in for, sweetie?

- It'’s none
of your damn business.

Shit.

- That'’s my shower.

- Bet you get your own
special brown toilet paper too.

- Cool it, baby.
We'’ve got weekend passes.

- Slow and easy, sweetie.

- Weekend passes.
Ain'’t that nice.

Be groovy visiting a sewer
for a couple days, wouldn'’t it?

- You fucking bitch!

[Both grunting]

- Stop it!

- Get your hands off my towel,
you bitch!

- [Yells]

- Oh, how dare you?

- [Screaming]

Get off!

[All yelling indistinctly]

- Let go of me!

[All yelling indistinctly]

- I'’m gonna drown you!

- [Screams]

- Bitch!

Get out of here!

- God damn you girls.

- Get out of here!

- Come on!

Knock it off.

[Women yelling indistinctly]

Come on, you.

All right, knock it off!

Up!
Stand up!

Up!

Everybody, up!

Up!

- [Sighs]

No matter what I tried,
Dr. Reinhart,

I ended up being like
an iceberg.

Poor frank.

He tried everything.

He read books.

We even went
to a marriage counselor.

And when he started going
with that girl at work,

that'’s when I started
going crazy.

That'’s when I started
shoplifting

and selling and...

Drinking and taking downers.

[Sighs]

I'’m sorry.

But even after all that,

frank says he still loves me.

- And you felt guilty
because you were frigid

and couldn'’t satisfy frank?

Tell me, did you
ever experience just one,

one moment of ecstasy
with your husband?

- Maybe once...
Almost.

But you can hear everything
in our apartment,

and I heard footsteps clear
down the hall,

and I froze up.

- There were two girls

down the hall
from you last year.

They were very shy.

Both of them tell me
they hated sex.

I guess they'’re
what you'’d call inhibited.

When they were released,

a boyfriend of one
of the girls called me,

and we tried an experiment.

- An experiment?

- Before I got into prison work,

I had a private practice.

I helped this man
who had nothing but money

and a terrible sex life.

Anyway, he'’s in the east now,

and when he travels,

he always leaves me the key
to his apartment.

I spent most of the day
in the house

with these four young people,

discussing case histories
that had worked

and how, in their case,

they probably could achieve
a happier and more normal life

by not following
established morality.

Then group
nude touching sessions were held

in a darkened room.

After I left the house,

they followed my advice

to continue the nude
touching sessions,

but this time
in the beautiful surroundings

the home provided.

Their aroused state
would lead naturally

to group sex.

These two girls seeing
each other'’s enjoyment

of sexual foreplay

began to overcome
the strict morality

forced on them
since childhood.

They were like children again,

without a care in the world,

and their problems
seemed to almost melt away.

A puritanical background

is not the problem
of most women prisoners.

A woman prisoner thinks
of herself as a reject,

a failure,

and feels that society
doesn'’t want her.

Some women have no one.

To most of the girls in here,

sex was a thing to be used
for getting money or favors.

They knew almost nothing
about love.

Inside these prison walls,

they know even less.

They turn to each other,

not for love
but for sex and comfort,

and so their ability
to feel love

once they leave prison
almost disappears.

You see, if I can
in any way help an inmate here

toward a path
where she can find some type

of full sexual fulfillment
in society,

then I have, in a sense,
helped save her.

Some of these paths
may be unusual or drastic,

but so are shock treatments.

There is a road,

but each girl
has to find her own way,

and maybe I can
suggest something to them.

At least, I can listen.

That'’s why I've told you
about these two girls.

They shared an experience.

- Isn'’t that beautiful?

- That'’s a nice bird.

- It'’s a golden pheasant
from India.

I really love it.
Beautiful colors.

[Moaning and smooching]

Want to go to the passion pits?

- Yeah,
why Don'’t we go over there now?

- All right.
- Hold on.

- Okay.
- Ah.

- Look at this place.

- Far out.

- It'’s beautiful.

- Oh.

- Oh.
- Ah.

- Mmm.

[All moaning]

- Go again.

What is this?

- Me.

- [Chuckles]

[Sultry saxophone music]

♪

- Communal love,

sharing happiness,
worked for them,

and I have an idea about you.

- Oh, i'’ll do anything.

- Why Don'’t you and your frank
borrow the apartment?

No one will bother you.

There'’ll be no people
down the hall.

It'’ll be a second honeymoon.

It might take a little time,

but you can let it happen.

- Dr. Reinhart,
i'’ll try.

I can'’t thank you...

[Chuckles]
I mean--

- please, it'’s all right.

After all,
if it works,

I can write about it
in my book.

- Thank you.

- Now, get back to your work.

I have to take care
of this weekend pass business

for the six of you.

[Knock at door]

- Vivian,
may I see you a minute?

- Of course, Jack.

- Thank you, Dr. Reinhart.

- What'’s on your mind, Jack?

Cigarette?

- [Sighs]

Remember Johnny bricker?

When those six women
who are getting the weekend pass

were sent up here
about a year ago,

he tried to hijack the bus.

One of them is his girlfriend.

I never mentioned it to you,
I guess.

Well, he just shot a bank guard.

They identified him.

[Phone rings]

- Yes?

Yes, he'’s here.

It'’s melba.

- I can hear her
from here.

Yes, melba, what is it?

Where were you?

Send '’em over here
to Dr. Reinhart'’s office.

I'’ll see 'em here.

Yes, melba.

I rest easy
when I know you'’re on the job.

Bye.

Cindy, Joyce, Toni, gertie,
right?

Model prisoners.

They got into a water fight
in a shower room

and soaked melba.

- This isn'’t going
to make a difference, is it?

- No.

- They should get their passes.

- All those girls
were on the bus,

and when they leave here,

they'’re gonna be tailed.

One of '’em could lead US
to Johnny bricker.

- None of them
has mentioned Johnny.

But if you think it'’s best,

i'’d concentrate
on Cindy and Toni.

They'’ve told me the least

about their relationships
with their men.

- Well, how did it start?

- These here mermaids
soaked me all over.

- Thank you, melba.

You realize, of course,

I could enter this
into your records?

- [Sighs]

- I'’d like to hear your side
of the story, gertie.

- Those new ones
are smart-asses.

- Hmm.

Joyce.

- They got my towel all wet.

- You Don'’t say.

I bet it was a catastrophe.

Toni.

- There it was.

I didn'’t know
what was going on.

- I tried to stop them.

- All right, all right.

Sit down.

I'’ve been in this business
long enough to know

you knew about it
before I did.

The four of you were up
for weekend passes.

Now, Dr. Reinhart believes,
and I agree,

that a weekend would be
the greatest thing

to rehabilitate you
to civilian life.

Okay.

I'’m not gonna penalize you
this time.

- Oh, man.

- You get the passes.

Okay, Vivian,
you take over.

I'’ll talk to you later.

[All squealing and laughing]

- Simmer down, girls.

Girls, i'’d appreciate
a little attention.

I want you
to use these two days.

It'’s the first opening
of the doorway

when you'’re finally released,

and the transition will not
be so painful.

That'’s all, girls.

[All speaking at once]

- Oh, thank you.

- And no more shower fights!

Send in Kay rivers.

Hi, Kay.

I guess you'’ve heard
the good news

about the weekend passes.

- Yeah, i'’ve heard.

- Let'’s see.

Yes.

Last time, you were explaining
that Mike became your pimp

after you lived with him
for two months.

Will you be seeing him
on your furlough?

- Well, I Don'’t want to.

Bastard.

But my clothes
are all at his place.

Um, i'’m just gonna get them
and clear out.

He picked me up right after
I got out of college.

Couldn'’t get a job, right?

Oh, he knew all about it.

I was so hooked
on that bastard.

You could have at least
changed the lock.

- Hi, honey.

You want to watch?

- Hello, Kay.

I could have picked you up,

but you didn'’t even let me know
you were getting out.

- Are you Kay?

Mike said
you could give me lessons.

- Get your ass out of here.

I have something
to say to this pig.

- Hey, Don'’t be mad at me.

You were here first.

I'’ll take the leavings.

And by the way,
my name is sugar.

- Don'’t you smile at me,
you son of a bitch.

Because you didn'’t pay off
that cop,

they threw the book at me.

And where was the lawyer?

And where were you
on visiting days, huh?

Oh, boy,
you are a bastard.

- You'’re lookin' good, Kay.

Look, you'’re out.

Forget it, huh?

I didn'’t have the money, baby.

I felt bad,

real bad for a long time.

- Oh, no, you Don'’t.

- Oh, I like you.

You still got a temper.

I like you real fine.

Could you do everything like you
just walked off a yacht

instead of a--

- Mike,
i'’m on a furlough two days

because i'’ve been
a model prisoner.

Two days to start
getting my life in order

so that I can be ahead
of the game

when I get out.

Mike, i'’m starting with you!

- How are things
at Santa Helena'’s, honey?

A friend of mine was in there
for three months,

and she said
it was a real butt twitcher.

- You'’re wearing my clothes!

Let go of me.

Take them off,
or i'’ll take them off of you!

- Sugar.

- But I love this outfit.

Listen, i'’ll pay you for it.

Mike said I could take anything
I wanted.

I'’ll give you half
of my first trick, okay?

Okay, baby, i'’m gone.

- I'’m glad you understand, Mike.

I mean, the past two years,
what did I get?

I got about $5,000 worth
of clothes,

and I got it by balling
everything that walked past me.

I'’d have been rich

if I hadn'’t given most of it
to you.

- Yoo-hoo!
Mike!

Oh, I got a real feeble freak
that gave me $100.

You want me back later?

- Nah, stick around.

Kay, this is Philly.

- Philly to my friends.

Phyllis to my tricks.

You want to see my teeth too?

- That'’s mine.

I bought it over a year ago,

and I never even wore it.

I paid $150 for it!

- You may want it,
but I got it.

Mike, who is this creep?

- Creep?

While i'’ve been serving time,

this guy has been passing around
all my clothes!

- Philly, baby,

what'’s a little jumpsuit
between me and you?

- It'’s a lot.

- Take it off.

- Mike.

- Give it to her.

- No!

- Philly, baby,
what'’s a little jumpsuit?

- That'’s what you said
when you gave it to me.

- I Don'’t exactly remember
what I said then,

but I do know what I want now.

Do you understand?

- Look, she comes sucking
around here,

and i'’m supposed
to roll over and play dead?

- That'’s an idea.
Let'’s start with your face.

Plastic surgery maybe will
cost you about $1,000.

- Okay, Mike, okay.

[Sighs]

Bastard!

- Now, let'’s get it straight,
baby.

You were in the joint.

You met some dykes.

So now you want a man around
to take care of you.

- You can'’t imagine me
cutting you off

unless there'’s somebody else.

Look, Mike,
I just want out.

That'’s all.

No dykes.
No tricks.

No lovers.

I'’ve been a model prisoner.

- Just go out hackin'’
by yourself?

- You'’ve got sugar and Philly.

- That'’s right, baby.
Who needs you?

Those two can rack balls
so fast

it'’d make your head swim.

- You mean those little bitches?

Ah!

- You got a shitty mouth, baby.

- [Gasping]

[Blows landing]
[Groaning]

- Mike, stop it.

Stop it!

- You get the fuck out, Philly!

- Sure, Mike.

Anything you say.

- Oh.

[Screaming]

- Not bad, baby.

Just a little bit more sag.

Okay, baby.

You know what to do.

[Slow instrumental music]

♪

- Oh, Mike,
i'’ve missed you so much.

- I missed you too, baby.

- Why didn'’t you ever write
or come visit me?

- '’cause I couldn't stand
to see you

and not feel you like this.

- Oh, Mike, I love you.

Oh, Mike, do it.

Do it right now.

[Moans]

[Breathing heavily]

Oh, yes.

[Moans softly]

[Breathing heavily]

Oh, Mike.

Oh, Mike.

Oh, Mike.

[Moans]

[Both breathing heavily]

Oh.

- Wow.

When Dr. Reinhart suggested
a change of environment,

she really meant a change.

I had been sitting
in Dr. Reinhart'’s office

when the shower fight started,

so it wasn'’t a question
of losing my two-day furlough.

It was a question
of whether or not

I could overcome
the sexual frustration

which had turned me
into a thief and a drug addict.

The conditions were perfect.

A quiet house,

a visit to a beauty parlor,

a long and lovely lunch
with lots of wine,

and a husband
who still loved me.

I felt and looked
like a new woman.

- You worried, honey?

- Nervous.

[Chuckles]

Do you think those things
the doctor suggested

will help get me going?

- Sweetheart,

a one-sided sex life
may be okay for a while,

but sooner or later,
you'’re gonna resent me.

- Oh, I Don'’t think so.

- I Don'’t know
if it'’s something I do

or something I Don'’t do,

or maybe it'’s
your puritanical upbringing.

- [Laughs]
That'’s not it.

[Sighs]

This place is like a palace.

- This night'’s gonna be
an adventure for both of US.

And maybe if I can bring you
to a climax,

we'’ll both start enjoying
our sex lives more.

- I hope so.

- Come on.

Let'’s pop the cork.

- I was following
Dr. Reinhart'’s advice,

advice based on the theory

that the solution
to my problem

of reaching
normal sexual fulfillment

was simply quiet surroundings

and a proper frame of mind,

and, of course,
after two years without a man,

I was sexually ready,

and my husband, frank,
could hardly wait.

All the conditions were perfect.

You horny, young stud,

aren'’t you getting
a little fresh?

- Fresh?

Before the night is done,

i'’m gonna get damn right sexy.

- If you can learn
to unbutton my dress.

[Laughs]

How about some
of that champagne?

- Okay,
you think it'’ll loosen you up?

- It might.

I wish I could enjoy sex
as much as you do.

You enjoy it so much,

and to me, it'’s...

It'’s just like another duty.

I bet if I could enjoy
an orgasm just once,

I could learn to look forward
to enjoying it.

And i'’d want to do it
every time you do.

- You will.

Pop!
- [Screams]

[Laughs]

Oh, no.
It'’s gonna drip.

- Here.
- Not bad for an amateur.

- An amateur, huh?

- Mmm.

[Smacks lips]
Very good.

[Sighs]
Wait a minute.

Are you sure
we'’re all alone in here?

I mean, it'’s such a big house.

- The doctor said we were gonna
be alone, didn'’t he?

Having trouble with that?

- Yes.
You do it.

[Chuckles]

[Giggles]

- Your buttons first.

- Well, why me first
all the time?

- '’cause I like to look at you.

I hope you feel better.

- Mm.
[Laughs]

Mm, I am slightly stoned.

- Already?
- Yes.

- Doesn'’t take you much,
does it?

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

[Giggles]

- You'’re so beautiful.

- I'’m gonna play on the swing.

[Laughs]

[Sensual blues music]

♪

[Laughs]

♪

Oh!

[Laughs]

I just Don'’t get turned on
as easy as you do.

I'’m sorry.

- [Groans]

Well, i'’m gonna try harder,
then.

- [Laughs]

- Come on.

- [Chuckles]

You think you can carry me?

[Both laugh]

[Screams]

[Giggles]

Mm.

- Oh, my pretty lady.

- I love you when you'’re gentle.

[Laughs]

- Whoo.
- Flower'’s nice.

[Both laugh]

[Laughs]

[Both moaning]

[Laughs]

[Whimpers]

Oh, Don'’t stop.

[Gasps]

Now!
Now!

[Gasps]
Oh!

[Sighs]

[Both breathing heavily]

[Whispers]
I love you.

Electric.

It was warm
and went to my toes,

and it went everywhere.

[Laughing]

Let'’s go take a shower.

[Laughs]

[Laughs]

I love you.

Thanks for being so patient
with me.

- [Sighs]

- [Laughs]

- All right.

[Both laugh]

- Got you now.

- Hey.

[Chuckles]

It'’s not nice for girls
to be so aggressive.

- Oh, come on.

Can'’t you do it again?

- Uh...

[Both laugh]

- Come on.

- Just give me a little time.
Come on.

- Come on.

- Come on.
That'’s a little quick.

Just relax a little bit.
- Oh, oh.

- Let'’s sit by the fire
and just..

- Oh.
- Watch the fire.

- Oh.
[Laughs]

Okay.

[Both laugh]

- There'’s something
between US again.

- Ah.

I love it.

Oh.

[Laughs]
Oh, i'’ve heard about this.

[Giggles]

[Gasps]

- [Grunts]

[Sighs]

- [Laughs softly]

Oh.

Want some coffee?

- Please.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- Oh, I never realized

how wonderful
our marriage could be.

Dr. Reinhart'’s right.

Women with inhibitions
should solve their problems.

We did.

- I--i thought
I loved my husband

when I married him.

My parents liked him.

I guess they were happy
to get me out of the house.

Eight kids in the family.

I mean, can you imagine?

It was great
till we got married.

Then I had an abortion...

Hello?

And I was sick,

and then he lost his job.

Hello?

He was so mean.

I didn'’t mean
to kill him.

Yes, I did.

I used to dream about it.

[Clattering]

Hello?

Hello?

- Yeah?

- Hi, Ken.

- Hello, Joyce.
- [Chuckles]

Didn'’t mean to surprise you
like that.

- I guess they let you out.

- No.

Just a two-day furlough.

Still have two months left
to go.

- Would you like to sit down?

Sorry this is the only thing
to sit on,

except maybe the back
of a car.

- That'’s okay.

Listen.

I thought i'’d come here
to thank you.

- My brother
didn'’t do right by you.

I remember some
of the things that...

I remember.

- Me too.

- Uh, I could run
down the street

and get a cup of coffee
or a beer or something.

- No, Don'’t bother, Ken.

That'’s awfully sweet of you,
though.

Do you realize
it'’s been almost three years?

- [Sighs]

That long, huh?

Would you like some grass?

- Okay.

- You know,
I could never figure out how--

how my brother could treat
a pretty girl like you

the way he did.

You look the same, Joyce.

- Somebody likes me.

My family never bothered
to write or visit me.

Why didn'’t you visit?

- I--i didn'’t think I ought to.

You know,
he was good to me sometimes.

He really was.

Well, part of me wanted to.

I thought if I cleared up
some of his leavings

it would ease your mind.

- That'’s what I came here
to thank you about.

[Engines revving]

- It'’s just some of my friends.

[Engines revving]

- Hey, Ken,
you old fart.

[Chuckles]
How you been?

- Fine.

- Ken,
I think i'’ll be going now.

- No, if you'’re Ken's old lady,
stick around.

- Hawk, she was just visiting.

- I'’d like
to at least get her name.

- Hawk, meet Joyce.

This is my sister-in-law.

- Ken, you scumbag.

This is Joyce?

[Chuckles]
Your brother'’s wife?

[Laughs]

Excuse me.

Widow.

- [Sniffs]

- Hey, hey,
knock it off.

Got something here
that will really turn you on.

This here is Joyce.

She'’s really something else.

- Ken, i'’m leaving.

- Hawk, she just--
she just dropped by.

- Hey, Ken,
I know you.

You want US to shag ass
so you could rag her up,

'’cause you had your eyes set
on her, didn'’t you?

[Chuckles]

I'’ll fix you up.

Do you know this peashooter
has eyes for you?

- That'’s none of your business.

- I have to listen
to this cocker here

tell me about
how he gets his jollies off

anytime he gets
anywhere near you.

Hey, you guys really think
you got a lot of guts, huh?

You really think so,
Don'’t you?

Well, this groovy chick here

mowed down
her ever-loving old man

with a skillet
a whole lot of times.

Wham! Wham! Wham!

Hey, crash!

- [Screaming]

- Want to see
what she looks like.

- [Screams]

- Hawk, how could you do this?

Will you lay off?

- I want to take a look at her.

- [Whimpers]

- Why Don'’t you play
nicey-nicey, huh?

Like they taught you
in jail.

- [Muffled yell]

- You Don'’t want
to take your clothes off, huh?

Tin man, he'’s neat.

Hey, tin man.

- [Grunts]

- [Groans]

- Annie, mama!

- Hawk, can you cut this out?

- Listen, you little pissant,

women are all cows.

You want to look at '’em,
you look.

At least I Don'’t go around
sneaking indoors.

Bet you that'’s what you used
to do, eh, buddy boy?

- [Cackles]

- [Whimpering]

- [Laughs]

- A little kiss, huh?

How about a little kiss?

- [Spits]

[Muffled scream]

- He'’s not gonna like that.

- [Laughs]

Boy, she got you, didn'’t she?

[Laughs]

[Laughter]

Hey, that'’s the way.
Way to go, tin man.

- Whoo!

[Laughter]

- [Screaming]

[Laughter]

- Oh, mama, you want it?

- [Muffled yell]

[Screams]

- Hey, hawk, this one'’s got
a high-class chasty.

[Cackles]

A real killer.

- That'’s the way I like 'em,
mama.

- [Screams]

- Okay, get her on the couch.

- Yeah.

- No.

[Cries]

- Yeah, you get on the couch.

Yeah.

[Laughs]
Yeah.

- Look out.

- You ain'’t going nowhere, baby.

- Ken! Ken!

[Muffled screaming]

- Get in there.

Come on.
What are you waiting for?

- Get him, Annie.

Get his clothes off.

[Laughter]

- [Whimpers]

- Get him.

- [Yells]

- Okay, mama,
we got a spring buzzard.

Get the lard up.

- Yeah!

- Hey, mama,
you greaseball,

if you let her ass out of here,

i'’ll double-pump
every one of you.

- Get up!
Come on!

- Move in!
Move in!

What'’s wrong with you, mother?

Our boy here wants
some hot biscuits.

Don'’t let her get away.

- Yeah.

- [Laughs]

[Growls]
Come on. Come on.

[Torch hissing]

We got you now.

- Get away from me!

[Torch hissing]

Get out of here,
you bastards.

Get out of here.

[Screams]

- [Grunts]

- Let me go!

[Screaming]

Let me go!

- Yeah!

- Get away!

[Screams]

Ken!

Ken!

- Come along.

I'’ll be good to you.

Do it right there.

Right there.

[Chains jingling]

Yeah.

- Joyce...

I'’ve always loved you.

[Laughter]

- Get that ass up here
and show her you love her.

- He'’s like a Canadian mountie.

- Whoo!

- You save some for mama,
sweetie, okay?

[All groaning]

- Look at this.

- Boy,
that'’s love if I ever saw it.

[Laughter]

- Oh, sweet thing
got some hot biscuits.

[Laughter]

[Whistle shrieks]

[Laughter]

- [Laughs]

Yeah. Yeah.

Come on.
Yeah.

- Hey, mama loves you.

- [Cackles]

- [Laughs]

- [Spits]

[Laughter]

[Whistle shrieks]

- Whoo! Whoo!
- Turn him on, girls.

- Whoo-hoo!
- Come on.

[Laughter]

Turn that son of a gun on.

He loves her.
Remember that.

He loves her.

- Turn him on!

- Turn that son of a gun on.

- No.

- Laugh, Jack.

[Laughter]

- He'’s doing real good, mama.

- His girlfriend
didn'’t want him to do this.

- Yeah!

- [Cackles]

- Whoo!

- [Grunts]

- Come on, baby,
you'’re almost home!

- [Cries]

[Whistle shrieks]

- [Grunting]

[Sighs]

[Laughter]

- Terrific.

- Oh, yeah.
Far out.

- Me next. Me next.

- [Breathing heavily]

Oh, yeah.
Yeah.

Hawk.

Hawk, I did it!

I did it, hawk.

I really did it.

- [Chuckles]
You got as much push

as a dirty carburetor.

Let a man show you how.

- Yeah, come on, hawk!

- [Cries]
Oh, no! Please, no.

[Whistle shrieks]

[Cheering]

- Hawk, me next!

- The hell it is.
I'’m next!

- No!

[Screams]
No!

Stop, please.

No more.

- Mmm.

[Laughing]

- No!

- [Laughs]

- [Cries] No.

- [Laughing evilly]

- Early on, I learned

that a two-bit ball
didn'’t pay the rent,

and me,
I Don'’t like beer.

I Don'’t have trouble
with sex.

I take off faster
than a jet,

especially if they'’ve got
a lot of bread.

Money turns me on.

I mean, it'’s like I shoved
my bottom into a socket.

It'’s not the man.
It'’s the money.

- [Humming softly]

[Humming softly]

Flowers.
Anybody can paint flowers.

Who'’s ever done a landscape?

Right on up

to pikes peak.

- Aren'’t you going
to use my other one?

No.

[Laughs softly]

- [Humming]

[Women laughing]

[Upbeat music]

♪

This is the brush.

- Shouldn'’t the brush be Fuller?

[Doorbell buzzes]

- Uh, you, pikes peak,
go answer it.

- Like this?

- Don'’t be a piker.

- [Laughs softly]

- I Don'’t like to show my tits
to everybody.

Hi, my name is Suzie.

- Oh, sure,
i'’d know you anywhere.

- This way.

Company.

- Toni.

- Freddie.

- Where have you been?

I haven'’t seen you
for a year.

- I know.

- Oh, where was it?

- Well, a week in Ensenada,

and before that,
a week in...

Both: Miami!

- [Laughs]

Hey, that'’s great.

Get dressed, girls.

- Can'’t we take a shower?

- No, i'’ve got soft marble
in there,

and you'’d stain it.

- Freddie, a gentleman always
lets a lady take a bath.

- You can take a bath

in your place,
not mine.

Now beat it.

- [Sighs]

- I have to sacrifice my skin

for a marble bathroom?

Huh.

Some people got no humanity.

- Yeah, whatever that is,
you ain'’t got any.

- Right.

- Freddie,
just a teensy-weensy shower?

- With you,
it'’s a waterfall.

Now, go get dressed,

or I start deducting
from your take-home pay.

- Freddie, I worked myself
right down to my butt.

You ever want to do this again,

i'’m going on a sit-down strike.

- Me too.

- That'’s right.

- Freddie, i'’ve got
two little girls to support.

- How about that?

The mountain has
a couple of molehills.

Girls,
that marble in there

is the softest marble
this side of marble cake.

I mean, body painting
isn'’t exactly a national sport.

I like it.
It'’s fun.

But I Don'’t advertise it.

Now, you got to consider
that i'’ve got, uh,

problems that are a little more
than skin-deep.

For me, girls?
Freddie?

- Okay, girls.

Why is it that
when a man'’s got money

it'’s always easier
to give in?

- Yeah.

- Gee, it'’s good to see you.

Oh.

- Boy, you'’re something else.

- [Laughs]

I think we can go in now.

The coast is clear.

- Same place.

- Well, you know,
as long as the money holds out,

i'’ll get by.

- Same couch.

- Right.

So what'’s been happening?

- Oh, not a whole lot
of things.

Palm Springs mostly.

- Yeah.

Where'’s your tan?

- Mm, I believe in moonshine.

- Come to think of it,
so do I.

Mm.

No panties.

That'’s nice.
You remembered.

I leave my hand here
much longer,

i'’ll get a third-degree burn.

- Oh, come on, Freddie.

You score faster
than a pinball machine.

What'’s this paint gig?

- Shh.

- [Laughing]

- Uh, before you start
playing doctor,

we'’re all dressed.

Two hours,

and we'’ve got
to have our clothes cleaned.

- All right.
All right.

I guess you put your clothes on

faster than you took them off.

All right, $150 each.

I haven'’t got any 50s,
so it'’ll be $200 a piece.

- Roses are red.
Violets are blue.

I'’ve got a flower on my ass
because of you.

- Well, find yourself
a friendly florist.

- Gee, Freddie,
you sure do pay good.

- Yeah, like a honey pot should.

- Thanks, Freddie.

I, uh, also do massage.

- Well, when my painting finger
goes limp,

i'’ll call you.

- Besides mountains,
i'’ve got valleys.

- Yeah, well,
I gave up mining last week.

Okay, shove off, girls.

- Maybe she'’s got one
that'’s sideways.

[Laughter]

[Door clicks shut]

- Well, we'’re alone finally.

- Yeah, but for how long?

- Long enough to do it again
for old time'’s sake.

Tell me about palm Springs.

Take a tram ride?

- Oh, I had a few rides,
but not on the tram.

Come on, Freddie.

- What'’s the rush?

You'’ve got all day.

To think I gave up painting
for you.

So how'’d you like the desert?

- Was kind of hard to see it
through the bedroom window.

- [Laughs]

No golfing, then, huh?

- Oh, just the balls, Freddie,
no clubs.

- [Chuckles]

- [Breathing heavily]

- Mm.

- [Whispers]
Freddie.

[Both moan]

Oh, Freddie.

- Yeah.

That'’s what I like.

- Then that'’s what you got.

- Mm.

God, you feel good.

- Thanks.

- [Moans]
[Sighs]

Mm.

- [Whispers] Faster.

- Mm.

[Both breathing heavily]

Oh.

- Freddie, it'’s been so long.

[Both breathing heavily]

- I knew you'’d be back.

- [Moans]

- Oh, god.

- [Moans]

Baby.

[Both moaning]

So nice.

- Oh.

- Oh.

- Oh.

- Mm.

[Both breathing heavily]

- Mm.

- Freddie.

I spent a lot of time
with this man,

uh, Gary.

He'’s really a love.

Yeah.

He'’s supposed
to own half of palm Springs,

or at least he acts like it.

[Doorbell buzzes]

Are you expecting anyone?

[Doorbell buzzes]

- Get your fucking finger
off that buzzer,

you chicken head!

Hey!

Get the hell out of here!

- Gertie,
get the hell out of here.

- I followed you here.

I'’ve been waiting for hours,

but you didn'’t come out,

and I couldn'’t stand it
any longer.

- Freddie, throw her out!

- I'’ve got a few muscles,
but I haven'’t got that many.

I'’ll call the police.

- If you put a hand
on that phone,

i'’ll pulverize you.

- Got some high-class friends,
Toni.

- Gertie,
i'’ll never forgive you for this.

I'’m sorry.

- You little cunt.

You couldn'’t wait to get out

to get yourself
some big fat-assed man.

Who do you think
took care of you

for the last six months,

and what do you think I did

to get all those cigarettes
and candies for you?

- Been in palm Springs lately?

Your name, uh, your last name,
Gary.

Maybe your first name?

- Bastard, you sure ask
too many questions.

- Hey, what'’s the story?

- [Sighs]

Okay.

No palm Springs.

Santa Helena
women'’s correctional facility.

That'’s my cell mate,
my roomie.

She'’s got the charm
of an ice pick.

- [Laughs]

- Gertie, give me those things.

You know,
you'’re really stupid.

If anybody found you with those
on a two-day furlough...

Give '’em to me, gertie.

Gertie, come on.

Jerk.

- Well, I have to admit.

I feel a little easier
about the whole thing.

You know, Toni,
you'’re the best ball I ever had,

but you'’re
also the biggest put-on.

- Get dressed, Toni.

Let'’s split.

- I Don'’t want to see
that dumb face of yours.

Freddie, get rid of her.

- I know a couple
of karate chops,

and I can put out your eyes
quicker than you can blink '’em.

- I never hit women

or men,
for that matter.

- Toni belongs to me,

and I Don'’t like anyone
putting a hand on her.

- You make me sick.

I Don'’t belong to you.

- She one of the tram rides
you had in palm Springs?

- You butt out of this,

or i'’ll strip the hide
off your cherry picker.

- They already did it
when I was eight days old.

- I said get dressed.

- You get the hell out of here!

I'’m sick of you.

- I'’ll count to ten.

- Nobody tells me what to do,
least of all you.

Gertie, you fucking bitch.

- I want you to come with me.

I want you with me.

[Smacking]

- Freddie, help!

- I want you to come with me,
you understand?

- [Groans]
Oh.

- You whore, you!

- [Gasps]

Gertie!
Damn you!

- Oh, baby,
I didn'’t mean to.

- Don'’t touch me!

- I didn'’t mean to hurt you.

- Sure.

You'’re a shit.

Oh, gertie,
i'’m tired.

- Let'’s go.

- [Sighs]
There'’s no place to go.

- Stay here.

- Here?

- Yeah.

Oh, gertie, i'’m sorry.

I didn'’t mean anything I said.

- Oh, baby.

- [Moans softly]

- Can a man join
this party?

- It'’s okay, gertie.

He'’s cool.

[Sensual blues music]

♪

- I didn'’t know you were kinky.

I dig kinky girls.

I'’m gonna be so good
to you and gertie.

[Moans softly]

[Sensual blues music]

♪

[Tap on door]

- I Don'’t believe it!

- Johnny.

- Oh, baby.

Oh, baby.

- It'’s real.
I'’m here.

Johnny, what'’s that?

- It'’s a gun.

I forgot about it
for a second.

It bothers you, doesn'’t it?

Okay, i'’ll take it off.

- [Quietly] Thanks.

- How did you get out so soon?

You must have been
a model prisoner or something.

I'’ll bet you were
the most beautiful.

I'’ll lay odds to that.

Baby, you look great.

Look at you.

Oh, wow.

Oh, baby, i'’ve got
to get my head together.

This changes all my plans.

- I only have two days.

Well, less than a day now.

I'’ve got to get back tonight.

- What do you mean?

- Well, you see they have
these rehabilitations in going.

Two-days furlough
so we go back out

and see how things are,

and I spent most of yesterday
looking for you.

- Were you followed?

- Johnny,
what have you been up to?

- Nothin'’.

I was on a job,
and it didn'’t work out.

Oh, baby.

Oh, baby.

You look great.

Won'’t you give me a little look?

- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, I miss that.

Ooh.

You wore the lace ones.

You know how I like
the lace ones, Don'’t you?

- Oh, Johnny.

I'’ve missed you so much.

- Oh, you look beautiful, baby.

[Whispers]
Oh, baby, I missed you.

[Sultry jazz music]

♪

- You know what
i'’ve been dreaming about?

- What have you been
dreaming about, baby?

- Your hands.

All you'’ve got to do
is touch me.

Mm.

[Both breathing heavily]

Darling,
we'’ve got so little time.

- I tried to get you
off the bus, baby,

but the guard was
a little too quick for me.

- That was dumb, Johnny,

but I was so proud.

They asked US questions.

"Do any one of you know
who that man was?"

And I felt warm all over.

"No," I said,

and inside I kept saying,

"Johnny loves me.
Johnny loves me."

- Mm, you still have
that big beautiful mole.

When did you get
such a sexy mole like that, huh?

- I planted it just for you.

Johnny,

why did you ask me
if I was followed?

- Well, I tried to withdraw
some money from the bank,

and they gave me
a little static,

so I plugged him
in the gut.

- They'’re looking for you.

- Well,
they Don'’t know I'm here.

Nobody knows i'’m here
except you.

And, besides, i'’ve got
all the bread in the world.

We can go anywhere
we want to go.

- I want to go to Hawaii.

That'’s where I want to go.

- Ole!

[Laughs]

Yeah.

Oh.

You'’re too much.

I'’m gonna make the reservations
right now.

How about it?

- Darling, i'’d love to,

but i'’ve got to go back.

- You'’re kidding.

You'’re out.
Stay out.

[Sultry jazz music]

♪

Yeah.

Oh.

You'’re too much.

I'’m gonna make the reservations
right now.

How about it?

- Darling, i'’d love to,

but i'’ve got to go back.

- You'’re kidding.

You'’re out.
Stay out.

- I can'’t, really.

- Baby, I risked my neck
to get you out of that place.

Now, if you'’ve got something
going for you,

you'’ve got to level with me.

- Look, if I Don'’t go back,

i'’ll have to serve out
my full term.

That'’s another year at least.

- And what about me?

I stick around
and wait.

Maybe you get out.

Maybe you Don'’t.

And every time I want to go out,

I have to put on
a fucking disguise.

I'’m getting sick of this shit.

- It'’ll only be a couple
of months,

three at the most,

and then i'’ll go with you
wherever you want.

- Baby, if you go back
to that place,

you'’re gonna blow it.

[Sighs]

I'’m telling you, Cindy,

I love you very much,

but i'’m gonna split.

Do you understand?

What we'’ve got is
so much more important

than any one
of their goddamn rules.

This furlough shit.

What kind of crap
is that anyway?

- If I Don'’t go back,

they might never do this again.

They might not trust
the other girls.

- Baby,

what in the hell
has happened to you?

When I met you,
I said,

"this is it."

You were smart.

You were tough.
You were honest.

You knew what you wanted.

So you get ripped off,

and you'’re acting just like all
the other scared little chicks.

- I Don'’t have a passport.

- I'’ll get you one.

We'’ll fly to Miami,
and i'’ll get me one too,

and then we'’ll kiss
this fucking place off.

They Don'’t need US,

and we Don'’t need them, baby.

It'’s all right, baby.

It'’s all in here.

You'’re gonna eat
the biggest steaks in Miami,

in South America.

- Johnny, i'’m scared.

Tell me not to be scared.

- Oh, baby, that'’s okay.

We'’ll be together.

Trust me, baby.

- That'’s all that matters.

- Mm.

Mm.

Ah.

[Sighs]

Ah.

[Both breathing heavily]

- Johnny, i'’ve never met a man
like you.

Every time is just like
the first time.

- Johnny bricker!

This place is surrounded.

Come out with your hands up!

Come out,
or we'’ll come in!

- Johnny, Don'’t, please.

Don'’t make it worse!

- Worse?
How could it be any worse?

- Johnny, give yourself up.

I'’ve waited for you before.

You wait for me.

- I'’ve been hiding in this place
for two months.

You got them here, didn'’t you?

- No, I didn'’t.

I swear I didn'’t.

- You sent them up, you bitch.

- Johnny--
- get off!

[Glass shatters]

- We'’ve got a search warrant.

You come out,
or we come in.

[Gunshots]

- I'’m getting the fuck
out of here.

- No, Johnny, Don'’t.

I won'’t let you go.
- Come on, baby.

Sweetie, come with me,
please.

Please, come with me.

Let go of me, Cindy.

Baby, please.

- Don'’t go!
- Come with me.

- Come on, Charlie.
Stay low!

[Gunshot]

- [Screams]

- No!

No!

[Lively rock music]

♪

- I didn'’t tell.

I--i didn'’t tell.

[Crying]
Please, I didn'’t tell.

[Gunshot]

[Gunshots]

[Gunshot]

- All your files in order,
doctor?

[Door clicks shut]

- Kay, girls,

I didn'’t hear you come in.

- Well,
we didn'’t bother to knock

since this ain'’t a social call.

- I Don'’t understand.

What'’s the matter?

- We'’re talking about your
so-called rehabilitation weekend

and all the goddamn good
it did for US.

- If you'’re talking about Joyce,
i'’m sorry,

but the hospital has assured me
she'’ll be all right.

- We'’re not talking about
what happened to Joyce.

She just got a rough break

like a lot of the rest of US,

but she'’ll pull through,

and she'’ll get over it.

- We'’re talking about Cindy,

and we know why
she didn'’t show up here today.

We also know
that it was no accident

about that cop finding out
about Johnny'’s hideaway

this particular weekend.

- That'’s about enough!

- Give me that phone.

You bitch!

What you did to Cindy!

You bastard!
You bastard!

- Gertie, get off of her!
Get off!

You want
to spend some more time?

- Knock it off!

Knock it off!

I'’m sorry.
I didn'’t know they were here.

- It'’s all right, melba.

The girls and I were just having
a little talk,

but I believe it'’s about over.

- Okay, move out.

- Kay,
i'’m sorry

that you and the other girls
feel as you do,

but there'’s one thing
I think you'’ve forgotten.

When you walk
through those gates,

you are no longer an individual.

You have no freedom of choice.

You'’re in prison,

and all decisions have
to be made within that system.

We have no freedom of choice.

No matter how any of US feel,

none of US can make
a single decision

unless it'’s within that system.

None of US can survive outside
of its laws.

I'’m sorry about Cindy,

but she was in prison
for associating with a criminal,

and she died
because of that association.

I did what I did

because it was the right thing
to do.

I hope you understand.

- Yes, I understand, doctor.

And I also understand
that within three short months,

i'’ll be on the outside
as an individual,

and i'’ll be free.

But, doctor, where will you be
six months from now?

Or six years?

You'’ll still be behind
that same desk

or another one just like it,

and with you at that desk

will be the memory of Cindy
and what you did to her

with your so-called system.

But tell me,
Dr. Reinhart,

which one of US will be
in prison then?

[Electrifying rock music]

[Lion roars]