All language subtitles for Prison Girls (Tom DeSimone, 1972) - Sexploitation.eng

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.

You fucking bitch!

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. Reinhardt about that.

Next time I reveal all 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 week.

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
for 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 Chingy

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

that at least six of us will get a free
weekend pass on Dr. Reinhardt's say so.

Big deal. So you got a pass.

Why don't you fuck off?

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

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.

What are you in for, sweetie?

None of your damn business.

- Shit.
- That's my shower.

Bet you get your own special brand
of toilet paper too.

- Cool it, baby. We've got weekend passes.
- Slow and easy, sweetie.

Weekend passes. Ain't that nice?

It'd be groovy visiting a sewer
for a couple of days, wouldn't it?

You fucking bitch!

Get your hands off my towel, you bitch!

Get off!

Get off!

- Get outta here!
- Goddamn, you girls.

Come on.

Knock it off. Come on, you.
All right, knock it off.

Up! Stand up! Up. Everybody up. Up.

No matter what I tried, Dr. Reinhardt,
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 it.

Drinking and taking downers.

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 told 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 cases, ways 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.

You wanna go to the passion pits?

- Yeah, why don't we go there now?
- All right, hold on.

Okay.

Look at this place.

Pretty far out.

Beautiful.

It's really nice.

You go again.

What is this?

Communal love.

Sharing happiness worked for them.

And I have an idea about you.

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.
You can let it happen.

Dr. Reinhardt, I'll try.
I can't thank you...

- 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.

- Vivian, may I see you a minute?
- Of course, Jack.

Thank you, Dr. Reinhardt.

What's on your mind, Jack?

Cigarette?

Remember Johnny Bricker?

Knows six women
who are getting the weekend pass

who 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.

Yes? Yes, he's here. It's Melba.

I can hear her from here.
Yes, Melba, what is it?

Where were you?

Send him over here
to Dr. Reinhardt's office.

I'll see him 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 the 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.

I'd like to hear your side of the story.

- Gertie?
- Those new ones are smart-asses.

- 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. Reinhardt 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.

You get the passes.

Okay, Vivian. You take over.
I'll talk to you later.

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.

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.

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.

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?

He knew all about it.

I was so hooked on that bastard.

You could have at least changed the lock.

Hi, honey, you wanna 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?

Oh, boy, you are a bastard.

You're looking good, Kay.

Look, you're out, forget it.

I didn't have the money, baby.

I felt bad.

- Real bad, for a long time.
- No, you don't.

I like you.

You still got the temper.

I like you real fine.

Could you do everything
like you'd just walked off a yacht.

- Instead of at home.
- 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 Saint Eleanor'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 hadn't given most of it to you.

Yoohoo, Mike!

I got a real feeble freak
that gave me a hundred.

You want me back later?

Stick around. Kay, this is Philly.

Philly to my friends,
Phyllis to my tricks.

You wanna 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's 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.

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 cost you about $1,000.

Okay, Mike, okay.

Bastard.

Now, let's get this straight, baby.

You were in the joint, you met some dykes.

So, now you don't 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 chicks, no lovers,
I've been a model prisoner--

- Just go out hacking 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.

You got a shitty mouth, baby.

Mike, stop it. Stop it!

You get the fuck out, Philly!

Sure, Mike, anything you say.

Not bad, baby, just a little bit more sag.

Hey, baby.

You know what to do.

Mike, I've missed you so much.

I miss you too, baby.

Why didn't you ever write or come visit?

'Cause I couldn't stand to see you
and not feel you like this.

Mike, I love you.

Mike, do it.

Do it right now.

Mike.

Mike.

When Dr. Reinhardt suggested
a change in environment,

she really meant a change.

I'd been sitting in Dr. Reinhardt'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.

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.

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.

That's not it.

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. Reinhardt'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.

Young stud.
Aren't you getting a little fresh?

Fresh?

Before the night is done,
I'm gonna get downright sexy.

If you can learn to unbutton my dress.

How about some of that champagne?

- Okay, you think it'll loosen you up?
- Might.

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

You enjoy it so much, and to me,
it's just like another duty.

I bet if could enjoy an orgasm, just once,

I could learn to look forward
to enjoying it

and want to do it every time you do.

You will.

It's gonna drip.

- Here.
- Not bad for an amateur.

An amateur?

Very good.

Wait a minute,
are you sure we are 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?
- Yeah, you do it.

Your buttons first.

- But why me first all the time?
- Because I like to look at you.

Hope you feel better.

- Get this off.
- I'm slightly stoned.

Already?

- Yes.
- Doesn't take you much, does it?

Wait, wait, wait.

You're so beautiful.

I'm going to go play on the swing.

I just don't get turned on
as easy as you do, I'm sorry.

I'm gonna try harder then.

Come on.

You think you can carry me?

My pretty lady.

I love you when you're gentle.

Flower's nice.

Don't stop.

Now! Now!

I love you.

Electric. It was warm and went to my toes.

And I went...

Let's go take a shower.

I love you.

Thanks for being so patient with me.

Got you now.

Hey.

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

But can't you do it again?

Come on.

Just give me a little time, come on.

Come on.

Come on, that was so quick.

Just relax a little bit,
let's sit by the fire

and just watch the fire.

There's something between us again.

I love it.

- Want some coffee?
- Please.

I love you.

I love you.

I never realized
how wonderful our marriage could be.

Dr. Reinhardt's right.

Women with inhibitions
should solve their problems.

We did.

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 and I was sick.
- Hello.

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.

Hello?

Hello?

Yeah.

Hi, Ken.

- Hello, Joyce.
- 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.

I could run down the street and
get a cup of coffee or a beer, something.

No, don't bother, Ken.

That's awfully sweet of you though.

Do you realize
it's been almost three years?

That long?

Would you like some grass?

Okay.

You know, I could never figure out

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 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 these leavings

it would ease your mind.

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

It's just some of my friends.

Hey, Ken, you old fart.

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?

Your brother's wife?

Excuse me, widow.

Hey. Hey, knock it off.

Got something here
that will really turn you on.

This here's Joyce.
She's really something else.

Ken, I'm leaving.

Hawk, 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?

I'll fix you up.

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?

You really think so, don't you?

Well this groovy chick here mowed down
her ever-loving old man with a skillet.

A whole lotta times.

Hey, Crash.

Want to see what she looks like.

Hawk, how could you do this?
Will you lay off?

I wanna take a look at her.

Why don't you play nicey-nicey?

Like they taught you in jail.

You don't wanna take your clothes off?

Tin Man, he's neat.

Hey, Tin Man.

Annie! Mama!

Hawk, will you cut this out?

You listen, you little pissant.
Women are all cows.

You wanna look at 'em? You look.

At least I don't go around
sneaking in doors.

Betcha that's what you used to do,
buddy boy?

A little kiss? How about a little kiss?

He's not gonna like that.

Boy, she got you, didn't she?

That's the way.

Way to go, Tin Man.

Hey, Hawk, this one's got
a high-class chassis.

A real killer.

That's the way I like 'em, Mama.

Okay, get her on the couch.

Yeah, you get on the couch.

Yeah.

Look out.

You ain't goin' nowhere, baby.

Ken! Ken!

Get in there.
Come on, what are you waiting for?

Get him, Annie. Get his clothes off.

Get him. Go get him...

Okay, Mama, we got a spring buzzard,
get the lard out.

Hey, Mama, you greaseball.

If you let her ass outta here,
I'll double-pump every one of you.

Split up! Come on!

Move in! Move in.
What's wrong with you, buddy?

Our boy here wants some hot biscuits.

Don't let her get away.

Come on, come on.

We got you now.

Get away from me!

Slimy bastards, get out of here!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Ken!

Come on. I'll be good to you.
Do it right there, right there.

Yeah.

Joyce.

I've always loved you.

Get that ass up there
and show her you love her.

Just like a Canadian Mountie.

You save some for Mama, sweetie. Okay?

- Look at this.
- Boy, that's love if I ever saw it.

Let me see.

Let me see.

Our sweet thing got some hot biscuits.

Mama loves you.

Turn him on, girl. Turn him on.

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.

Flap Jack.

He's doing real good, Mama.

His girlfriend didn't want him to...

Come on, baby, you're almost home.

- Terrific.
- Yeah, far out.

Me next, me next.

Hawk! Hawk, I did it.

I did it, Hawk. I really did it.

You got as much push
as a dirty carburetor.

Let a man show you how.

Come on, Hawk!

No, please, no!

- Me next!
- The hell it is, I'm next.

No! No!

Stop him, please! No more.

No!

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 shove my bottom
into a socket.

It's not the man, it's the money.

Flowers. Anybody can paint flowers.

Who's ever done a landscape?

Right on up

to Pikes Peak.

Aren't you gonna use my other one?

No.

This is the brush.

Shouldn't your brush be fuller?

You, Pikes Peak, go answer it.

Like this?

Don't be a piker.

I don't like to show my tits to everybody.

Hi, my name is Susie.

Sure, I'd know you anywhere.

This way.

Company.

- Toni!
- Freddie.

Where have you been?
I haven't seen you for a year.

Where was it?

Well, a week in Ensenada
and before that a week in--

- Miami!
- Miami!

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.

I have to sacrifice my skin
for a marble bathroom?

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.

If 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 gotta consider that I've got

problems that are 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.

Boy, you're something else.

I think we can go in now.
The coast is clear.

Same place.

You know, as long as the money holds out,
I'll get by.

- Same couch.
- Right.

So, what's been happening?

Not a whole lot of things.
Palm Springs, mostly.

Yeah.

Where's your tan?

I believe in moonshine.

Come to think of it, so do I.

No panties?

It's nice you remembered.

I leave my hand here much longer,
I'll get a third-degree burn.

Come on, Freddie, you score faster
than a pinball machine.

What's this paint gig?

Before you start playing doctor,
we're all dressed.

Two hours,

and we've gotta have our clothes cleaned.

All right, all right.

You sure put your clothes on faster
than you took 'em off.

All right, 150 each.

I haven't got any 505,
so it'll be 200 apiece.

Roses are red, violets are blue.

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

Well, find yourself a friendly florist.

Gee, Fred, you sure do pay good.

Yeah, like a honey pot should.

Thanks, Freddie.

I also do massage.

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.

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?

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

Come on, Freddie.

What's the rush? You got all day.

To think I gave up painting for you.

So, how do you like the desert?

Kinda hard to see
through the bedroom window.

No golfing then?

Just the balls, Freddie, no clubs.

- Freddie.
- No.

- Freddie.
- Yeah.

That's what I like.

Then that's what you got.

- God, you feel good.
- Thank you.

Faster.

Freddie, it's been so long.

I knew you'd be back.

Oh, God.

It's so nice.

I spent a lot of time with this man, Gary.

He's really a love.

He's supposed to own half of Palm Springs,
or at least he acts like it.

Are you expecting anyone?

Get your fucking finger off that buzzer,
you chickenhead.

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 ass 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, your last name, Gary,
maybe your first name?

Buster, you sure ask too many questions.

Hey, what's the story?

Okay.

No Palm Springs.

Santa Helena
Women's Correctional Facility.

That's my cellmate, my roomie.

She's got the charm of an ice pick.

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 wanna 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 10.

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.

Freddie, help!

I want you to come with me,
you understand?

You whore, you.

Gertie, damn you.

- Baby, I didn't mean to.
- Don't touch me.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

Sure. You're a shit.

Gertie, I'm tired.

Let's go.

- There's no place to go.
- Stay here.

Here?

Yeah.

Oh Gertie, I'm sorry,
I didn't mean anything I said.

Oh baby.

Can a man join this party?

It's okay, Gertie. He's cool.

I didn't know you were kinky.

I dig kinky girls.

I'm gonna be so good to you and Gertie.

- I don't believe it!
- Hi.

- 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.

How did you get out so soon?

Must have been a model prisoner.

I'll bet you were the most beautiful.
Lay odds to that.

Baby, you look great.

Baby, I've gotta get my head together.

This changes all my plans.

I only have two days.

Or less than a day now,
I've got to get back tonight.

What do you mean?

Well, you see,
they have this rehabilitation thing going.

Two days furlough

so we can 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?

Nothing, I was on a job
and it didn't work out.

Baby.

Baby. You look great.

Wanna give me a little look?

I miss that.

You wore the lace ones. You know how
I like the lace ones, don't you?

Johnny.

I missed you so much.

You look beautiful, baby.

Baby, I missed you.

You know what I've been dreaming about?
Your hands.

All you've gotta do is touch.

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."

You still got that big, beautiful mole.

How did you get
such a sexy mole like that?

I plant it there just for you.

Johnny, why did you ask me
if I was followed?

I tried to withdraw
some money from the bank.

And they gave me a little static,
so I plugged 'em in the gut.

They're looking for you.

Well, they don't know I'm here.
Nobody knows I'm here, except you.

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.

Yeah.

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 better 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 wanna 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.

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, 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 and South America.

Johnny, I'm scared.

Tell me not to be scared.

Baby, that's okay.

We'll be together.

Trust me, baby.

That's all that matters.

Johnny, I've never met a man like you.

Every time with you
is like the first time.

Johnny Bricker? The 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.

You wait for me.

I've been hiding in this place
for two months, you got them, didn't you.

No, I didn't.

- I swear, I didn't.
- You sent them up here, you bitch.

- Johnny, please!
- Get off!

We've got a search warrant.
You come out or we come in.

- I'm getting the fuck out of here.
- No, Johnny, don't, I won't let you go.

Come on, baby. Baby, come with me, please!

- No, no!
- Let go of me.

Baby, please. Come with me, please!

Come on, Charlie! Stay low!

No!

I didn't tell. I didn't tell.

All your files in order, Doctor?

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!

- You little bitch!
- Get off!

- Stop it!
- 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. Reinhardt,
which one of us will be in prison then?