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Pile out, you tramps.

It's the end of the line.

Grab your last look
at free side, kid.

- Hi, Emma.
- Hi.

Shut up!

Line up by twos.

Take them to
the receiving room, Kathy.

You know the way blindfolded.

Heard you was falling back in.

Still got you scrubbing, Meta?

Give me some skin!

Aw, no guy's given me
a tumble in months.

Shut up!

The lists are alphabetical.

Marie Allen.

Court says you're married.
Legitimate?

All valuables must be turned
over to us

until you hit free side.

Wedding ring, too.

Huh.

Some county-jail gum heels
must have been here first.

Do they still soak you a fiver
for a phone call or a visitor?

Sign this.
I'll fill it in later.

Mother living? Father?
Any brothers? Sisters?

Well, there's just my mother.

She got married again.

Nothing like this
has ever happened

to anybody in the family.

"No previous criminal record."

In case of death,
who do we notify?

Death?

Oh, Mom, I guess.

Belong to any church?

We used to go.
It's a church on State Street.

I forget its name.
I think…

Armed robbery, eh?
For 1 to 15 years.

The judge called me
an accessory.

I've got to get to your version
of the crime, so shoot.

Well, we'd only been married
a couple of months.

We tried to find a place
to live,

but everything costs so much,

so Mom let us move in
with her and my step-father.

Well, Tom was always
fighting with Gus.

That's my step-father.

He tried to find a better job,
and then he got fired.

Get to the crime.

Well, when Tom drove into
that gas station,

I stayed in the car
while he…

Then the attendant hit Tom
over the head,

and I went out to help him.

I guess that's why
they called me an accessory.

They took back the $40.

Five bucks less,
and it wouldn't be a felony.

Don't try to kid me.
How old are you really?

19.

Sign this. I'll skip
the mental test.

You look normal enough.

Lots of them haven't
all their marbles.

You can take your physical.

- Where?
- The infirmary.

Your number's 93850.

98350.

No, 93850.
Remember it.

The infirmary's at the end
of the corridor.

Follow your nose.

Next, Emma Barber.
Snap into it.

Say, you got real skinny,
didn't you?

I hope your batch is cleaner
than the last lot.

I had to scrub them with brooms.

Eyes okay.

No drugs in the ears.

Open your mouth wide.

I said wide.

No drugs in the mouth.

Teeth sound.

Lung tap sound.

Heart excited but strong enough.

What's the matter?

I feel a little sick.

Get that way often?

Yes, the last week or so.

Say, you expecting company?

I don't know.

Another pregnant one.

Get up.

You know who the father is?

My husband.

Well, ain't we
getting respectable?

Could he help with the expenses?

He's dead.

Another bill
for the State.

Get dressed.

Shall I put down "pregnant"?

No, better wait.
See what the doc says.

That trained seal sure
can ask a lot of questions.

Who's this Pearl Harbor, anyway?
Is she an inmate?

- Shut up, Emma, and strip.
- Oh, goodie.

Never mind the glamour, puss.

Couldn't I have a comb?

What's the difference?
There's no men in here.

Can I write a letter
to my mother?

No, not while you're
in isolation.

You got to stay here
until your blood test

comes back, so for two weeks,

there'll be no mail,
no visitors, no nothing.

Welcome to Lysol Lane.

Did you just get in today?

I'm on the last lap.
10 to 20.

They had to put me in here.
No beds in the infirmary.

I'm sick.

I got it bad.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You better not stay too
close to the bed, sister.

It's just
the break you get.

Sometimes you get a matron
who's a louse.

Sometimes you get a good egg.

I'd walk a mile for a cigarette
if they'd let me.

I was just thinking.

Quit bragging!

It's all the judge's fault
I'm here.

When Joe first beats me up,
I grab his gun

and just wing him
in the shoulder.

Do they arrest me? No!

Then a year later,
I fires at Joe again and miss.

Do they give me a rap
for attempted assault?

No!

Then last year, I defends myself
again with a gun,

and the police still treats
me like I was poison ivy.

And then finally I finish
Joe off for good.

Well, it's that judge.

If he had nabbed me
the first three times

while I was just practicing,

I wouldn't be here now
for murder.

It's all the judge's fault.

Ha, ha.
Read it and weep.

Rubbing it in because
we're behind the iron.

Heads or tails, you lose.

You girls are moving
along today.

Marie Allen, I've got news
for you from the infirmary.

Your blood came back okay.
No treatment.

Now, the Superintendent
will see you first,

and Doc says you're
two months on the way.

That's swell, honey.

I got a grown up son
older than you.

It's funny.
You get a baby from a guy,

and then 20 years later,
you finish him off.

Hello, Ann.

Well, it's good to see you.

How are things up front?

Busy.
Who's first?

Marie Allen.

Good luck, kid.
Be seeing you.

It's tough at first. I know.
I've been through the mill.

Been here eight years.

Kept my nose clean,
and Mrs. Benton let me

help her in the office.

Having a regular job like that
certainly makes you feel good

after working in the bakery
for five years.

What are you in for?

Murder.

Come in.
Sit down here, please.

Don't be frightened.

I want you to know that
we're all here to help you.

I want you to believe that
I'd like to be your friend

if you'll let me.

What is it?

What's troubling you, Marie?

I have been so lonely
the last two weeks.

Those other women,
the way they talked

and the awful things they said.

And those matrons,
always watching,

never leaving you alone.

You'll find all kinds
of women in here,

just as you would outside.

But every large institution
must have rules,

and the matrons are here to see
that the rules are obeyed.

You weren't sent here
to be punished.

Just being here
is the punishment.

That's all.

You know, first offenders
like you, Marie,

are our greatest concern.

Unfortunately, they have
to be crowded

in with more experienced women
simply because we haven't

more space, and you'll be
with such women.

Of course, I want you
to have friends.

All of us need an outlet
for affection,

but no prison
is a normal place.

How soon can I go home?

If your record is good, you can
come up for parole in 10 months.

But I'm going to have a baby.

Do I have to have it in here?

I know how you feel, Marie,

but the inmates aren't allowed
to go home to have their babies.

Well, don't worry.

Any blood relative can take care
of your child until you get out.

Then my mother
will take care of it.

But they wouldn't let me
write her.

Can I write her now?

Of course, now that we're sure

that your relatives
actually exist.

That's because some of
the inmates change their

criminal contacts into
kindhearted uncles and cousins

and sometimes
even sick grandmothers.

I know how strange all this
is to you,

but you were sent here
because you were involved

in a serious crime.

We want to help you so that
when you go home,

you can start a new life.

I want to do the right thing.

You're an intelligent girl.
You know good from bad.

Try to keep busy.
It's important.

Now, as to your work.

I'll bet you helped your mother
with your father's shirts,

didn't you?

Yes.

Well, we'll put you
in the laundry as a checker.

It will be easier for you
because of the baby.

You can see me anytime.

Hi, Ann.

Hello, Harper.

Since you went fancy
working upstairs for Benton,

I kind of missed you.

This is Marie Allen.

Mrs. Benton says
to put her in laundry.

Marie's gonna have a baby.

A baby, huh?

Well, you're just
a kid yourself.

- So long, Marie.
- Goodbye, Ann.

Thank you.

Let's you and me
get acquainted, honey.

You may be a number
to the others, but not to me.

Sit down in this chair.
It's kind of roomy.

You like the stuff in here, huh?

Just little presents
from my girls

for taking good care of them.

- Caramel?
- No, thank you.

Cigarette?

You know, you're gonna find out
that a lot of things

are tough to get in here.

This is just a little
personal service of my own.

On the side, sort of.

Understand?

I like to do a good turn
for my girls.

Why, sometimes, on my night off,
I drop in on their relatives.

I could get real news
to your husband.

He's dead.

What about your people?
What do they do?

My step-father's a mechanic,
but he's not working.

Well, I bet they saved up
for a rainy day,

like me investing in
real estate for my old age.

Why, you think how much easier
I could make it for you,

you being in a delicate
condition, so to speak.

The little comforts.

Maybe you got a habit
that's hard to break,

cigarettes or something.

I know how it is.

I could get you
whatever you wanted.

Time's money to me.

I can't favor every one
of 60 girls.

Mom would be glad to help
if she could.

No dough, eh?

Follow me.

Home, sweet home.

Just like the big cage
in the zoo,

only you clean it up
instead of the keeper.

Bucket and brush is
in the corner closet.

Mrs. Benton said I was going to
work in the laundry.

I'm the boss here.
Start scrubbing.

But Mrs. Benton told me…

Where do I begin, Miss Harper?

Now you're getting hip.

Use this lye. Soap's low.

Okay, get going.

Didn't you ever scrub
a floor before?

Put your shoulder in it.

Now you're doing okay.

Keep that up, and you and me
are gonna get along just fine.

Pipe the new fish.

Millie, the old dame in the bed
says you loud-talked to Harper.

That took guts.

How much time are you pulling?

1 to 15 years, but I come up
for parole in 10 months.

Just a hot minute.
What's your rap?

Robbery.

Society.
Larcenists don't talk to CPs.

CPs?

- Are you kidding?
- CP, common prostitute.

Where you been living, the moon?

Her name's Smoochie.

Glad to meet you.

Got news for you.
She's all right.

I'm Kitty Stark,
and that's Claire.

What's your name?

Marie Allen.

Stop scrubbing.
Chew the fat.

Hey, Lottie, check her.

Maybe you need bifocals.

The dish is poison,
Harper's pet nose.

- I'll tell Evelyn!
- Evelyn!

Don't kid me.

Harper's first name is Filth.

Kitty! Kitty!

Oh, Kitty.

What's the beef?

The matron said if I broke
another dish, she'd report me.

She refuses to believe
I've never worked in a kitchen.

Yeah, I know,
but ain't I told you not to go

shooting your mouth off
about yourself,

all about the servants you had
and your governesses

and the yachts
your old man bought?

Oh, why won't anyone understand?

It's always been like that.

Even as a child, I had no one
to go to when I was in trouble.

My parents were always away.

Even after I was married, I…

You're new here, aren't you?

I'm Georgia Harrison.

I'm not supposed to be here.
I didn't forge those checks.

It was all a mistake, but wait
until my appeal comes through.

Then I'll get out of here.

My father's waiting for me,
and he knows I'm not guilty.

We have a rose garden
out in back,

and in the summer,
it's beautiful.

All day, I'll sit and watch
the roses, and in the evening…

She's a real lady, Georgia,
only she married some guy

who likes spending
other people's dough,

so he got her to write out
a bunch of bouncers.

I got news for you.

Georgia gives this place class.

She ain't the only one.

I had two real mink coats
and a closet full

of black lace nighties
and a shelf full of real

French perfumes
that my girls lifted

right out of one of
the swankiest stores in town.

Don't rub it in.

All I ever had was a different
pair of shoes for every night.

Chow line!

Lottie!

Millie! Dottie!

Look at…

Did you read all about me
in the papers?

They even had my picture.

Get those things out of here.

Next time, I'll get somebody to
show you how to scrub a floor.

In line!

Get back to the bullpen!

Squealer! How did you
get word to Benton?

I didn't.

You're a liar.

You're riding a phony, Harper.

It was me got word to Benton.

I'm a tall weed in the grass,
and the grapevine's blooming.

You old buzzard.

Lay a hand on me,
and I'll put your lights out.

I'm in for life.

One more like you
is just so much velvet.

I ain't got no time to argue.

Line up for count!

- Lewis, Millie.
- Christiansen, Velma.

- Kopsky, Gita.
- O'Connor, Mary.

- Devlin, Claire.
- Wagner, Rita.

- Roberts, June.
- Menard, Tina.

- Barber, Emma.
- Minnelli, Nina.

Cassidy, Katie.

- Bates, Naomi.
- Stark, Kitty.

- Klein, Julie.
- Marie Allen.

- Allen, Marie!
- Allen, Marie.

- Mullen, Elaine.
- Cardnum, Ruth.

- Branigan, Lottie.
- Hoffman, Ilsa.

- Stone, Louise.
- Vogel, Dottie.

- Elkins, Peggy.
- Laverne, Frankie.

- Orangeman, Hope.
- O'Shaughnessy, Mitzi.

- Carter, Mamie.
- Hansen, Alison.

- Jacobs, Hattie.
- Yosta, Violet.

- Twitchell, May.
- Smith, Peggy.

Harrison, Georgia.

- Taylor, Alice.
- Fuller, Mimi.

- Danzig, Lulu.
- West, Minnie.

You're stir-simple if you think
you made more dough

playing the con game
than I did in my racket.

Who are you calling stir-simple,
you cheap crook?

Oh, quit bragging about how
much dough you used to make.

Both of you are
giving me a pain.

I made double what any of you
made, and I'm not bragging.

There wasn't a crooked jeweler
in town who didn't come to me.

Once, I stashed a load of
hot ice worth 50,000 bucks.

What a sweet racket we had!

Six suckers a day bit the hook,

and we'd lam out of town
before the coppers caught up.

Joe and me lived high.

Gee, you girls are lucky.

I always fall in love with
a guy that won't work.

Last one beat me up,
then beat out of town.

But I got news for you.
Men are important.

Personally, I'd hate
to see them abolished.

If it wasn't for men,
we wouldn't be in here.

You said it.
I've been married five times.

What's wrong with that?

Nothing, if you're not married
to them all at the same time,

like I was.

I bet you got some story,
too, huh, Kitty?

Your husband in the stir?

He was killed in a hold up.

If he was alive,

he'd have another dame
when you get out anyway.

- Good night.
- Good night.

How many jobs did you pull
before they nabbed you?

I don't want to
talk about it, please.

I want to go home.

I want to get out of here.

Do you hear that train?

People are going home
on that train.

Conductor, wait for me!

Let me on that train!

Let me out of here.

I don't belong in here.

I'm Georgia Harrison.

Father!

Father! Father!

Father!

Oh, Father!

- No.
- Grab her.

No! No!

She's bleeding
like a stuck pig.

A cold hose will quiet her down.

No, Harper, the infirmary.

She's cut an artery.

File out, you tramps!

- Christiansen, Velma.
- Kopsky, Gita.

- O'Connor, Mary.
- Allen, Marie.

That old lady of mine,
the things she writes.

"And I know you'll be a good
girl and keep out of trouble."

How much more trouble
can I get into?

Get lost.

You ain't deep.

I've been watching you.

You're no squealer,
so I'm gonna give you a break.

What are you gonna do
when you flop out of stir?

Ever figure on boosting?

This kid wouldn't know a booster
from a hustler.

Boosting, shoplifting,
the department store circuit,

none of your five-and-dime stuff
like your first rap.

We operate on a big scale.

The boys will protect you
just like your own mother.

If they protect you,
why are you in here?

I knocked a guy off.

The syndicate pays me
for recruiting,

so I can take care of Harper.

Live easy.

You just leave it to me,

and I'll see that
you get your parole quick.

You see, these guys
I'm working with, they got drag.

Time to flop out, and they'll
fake a legit job for you.

With the soft dough
you can make shoplifting,

you can get
the things a girl likes.

I know what's going
through her head.

She's been listening to Benton.

Rehabilitation,
taking cold showers,

working for good behavior.

When I get out,
I'm not coming back.

- After I'm paroled…
- Parole?

Didn't the parole board okay me?

I've been packed a solid year
pulling dead time.

You're a repeater.

They don't let any con out
of stir until the parole officer

gets her a job
and a place to live.

We think we're flopping out,
then wham,

they can't find us a job,

and we're packed in here
pulling dead time.

You see, kid, in this cage,
you get tough or you get killed.

Better wise up
before it's too late.

Now, how about it?

Don't think I'm not grateful,

but I don't want to get
mixed up in anything.

I don't think boosting is
the only way to get along

when I get out of here.

I've got to do it my own way.

You was a nurse
in the free side.

What's the matter with her?

Nothing that vitamins
and calcium wouldn't help.

You got them pills in the pogey?

They never heard of
anything but aspirin.

Tell the nurse I said
she should go out

and get you
whatever stuff you need.

That slob will do it.
She owes me plenty.

I'm all right now.

Marie knows where taking favors
from you will land her.

- Ain't you learned nothing?
- Quit needling her.

The only thing important
is my baby.

If you're old enough
to have a kid, you don't need

this big sister sticking her
nose where it don't belong.

Harper.

Tomorrow's parole-board day.

Would you find out
if my name's on the list?

Mrs. Benton promised
that the moment…

You're on the list.

3:30 tomorrow, Benton's office.

Be there.

Nice work, kid.

I got a new bra you can have.

I got some slick, new perfume
you can have.

Let me iron your dress.

Want me to put your hair
up in curlers for you?

Do they fit?

They pinch a little,
but they look better than mine.

Thanks.

Well, how do I look?

Oh, fine.

3:00. Three hours away.

I'd have gone crazy if I had
to pull another year.

I'll be 30 soon.

After you got out
the first time,

what made you fall back in?

The same thing that got me
in the first time.

A guy.

When I met him,
I was wet behind the ears,

sex and love and marriage
all mixed up.

When I got out of school,
he hired me.

I didn't know until
it was too late

what kind of a dirty racket
he was in.

I loved him too much
to walk out on him.

You're lucky your man's dead.

Don't say that!

Your man's dead.

He can't turn you into a
two-time loser like mine did.

Even after I got out
the first time, there he was,

waiting for me,
but that's all over with.

I'm starting from scratch.

They flopped me back.

They flopped me back.

Quit cheating,
you dirty crook.

Who you calling a dirty crook?

Shut up, the both of you,
and play cards.

- She called me a dirty crook.
- Well, it's true, ain't it?

Yeah, but I got a right to be
sensitive about it, ain't I?

I'll call you and up two.

You're loaded with nothing.

There's your two and three more.

You in this pot, June?

The twister and the slammer.

365 more nights and days,

and I wake up.

Get a load of the new look.

By the time we get out of here,
it'll be the old look.

I got news for you.
If that's what dames

are wearing now,
I'm glad I'm in here.

The guy outside
likes the way I look.

Just bought himself
a brand-new car.

Must be a truck.

He's taking me to a show.

Tough they flopped you back in.

We could have double-dated
with his friend.

After the show,
he's taking me to his place.

He's got a room up over
the bar where he works.

Real comfortable,
if you know what I mean.

Every time he kisses me
good night,

I just want to
keep on leaving him.

He's got…

Keep your snoot
out of our business.

Good night, girls.
Pleasant dreams.

At least we got
honest matrons in here.

When I bribe one,
she stays bribed.

Anything you want?

Harper! Harper!

Before you go,
you better tell Benton.

June's acting stir-bugs.

All repeaters act queer
when they're flopped back.

Pete don't like me
to keep him waiting.

See you in the morning, girls.

June?

June?

June?

I'd like to speak to
Dr. Saunders.

What?

I can't hear you.

Yes, I know.

Shh! Shh!

He's not here.
He went out on a case.

Dr. Ashton?
This is Ruth Benton.

I'm sorry to call you
at such an hour,

but I remember your offer
to be a free consultant.

An emergency.

A premature birth.

Eight months.

Yes, thank you, Doctor.

What's everybody
blowing their fuse for?

I've delivered kids in here
by the dozen.

It's a miracle
he didn't die.

Get a clean blanket.

When my dog had distemper,
I took him to

a cleaner infirmary
than this one.

Yes, I know, Doctor.

Twice I've put in requisitions

to have this place
modernized and repainted.

Why not use $1,000 of your
budget for the purpose?

Maybe if the medical board
were to take it up.

Five inmates have told me

June was acutely depressed
last night.

They swear they asked you
to advise me.

And you believe any bull
these inmates hand you?

I've asked you time
and time again

to watch changes
in a girl's behavior.

You mean to tell me
you couldn't see

that she was acting strangely?

With 60 girls in my bullpen,

my only job is to see
that nobody escapes.

You helped to kill June

just as surely as
if you'd hanged her yourself!

Will they investigate?

I wish somebody cared enough
to make an investigation.

So what are you going to do?
Suspend me?

I'm going to do everything
I can to have you fired.

You gave me three suspensions,

and you couldn't make
one of them stick, remember?

This time, I will.

So you call the Commissioner.
So what?

I call my friend,
Thornton Goodrich.

He gets the Commissioner
on the phone,

and, bingo,
I'm back on the job again.

You sit there on your bustle,
the big boss,

and think you know
how to run this place.

Do you know how it ought
to be run?

With a piece of rubber hose.

Break them in two
if they talk out of turn.

Anyone who doesn't toe the mark
sits in solitary for one month.

Bread and water.

One funny move from a girl,

and I clip every hair
off of her head.

That's the way it used
to be run,

and that's the way
it ought to be run.

Just like they're a bunch
of animals in a cage.

Get out of here.

Is she alone?

- She is, but…
- I'll go right in.

If you'd just let me
ask her, sir…

Mr. Donnolly.

Blame the Lieutenant Governor
for this visit.

He asked me to drop in.

I'm always glad to see you,
Mr. Donnolly.

Too bad about
what happened last night.

- lease, sit down, Mr. Donnolly.

Thank you.

Someone on the state
medical board got in touch

with the Lieutenant Governor

early this morning
and raised a big howl.

- Oh?
- A zealous young doctor.

I've — I forget his name.

He called the board.

He was shocked
about the infirmary.

I warned you that something
like this would happen

when the board voted us
$8,000 instead of $80,000.

Can't you understand that
in the long run,

$80,000 would have saved
the State millions?

What do you want
for your girls now?

A swimming pool?
Television sets?

A beauty parlor?

No, merely the things I worked
to get in other prisons

and did get.

Teachers, a full-time
psychiatrist.

Now, don't tell me that
your inmates fell in love

with their grandfather's
bicycles when they were little.

I'm afraid I'm too tired

to appreciate your wit,
Mr. Donnolly.

I only know what we need.

I wish we could drag
the public in here

to watch the inmates decaying.

I have a great respect for you.
You're a fighter.

I used to be a Golden Gloves
boy myself in the old days.

They taught me that,
when the odds

were against a good fighter,

to cover up if you wanted
to keep on your feet

because even though
you lose the decision,

it's better than a knockout.

Good morning, Mrs. Benton.

Good morning.

Does it say on his birth
certificate…

You got a break.

Mrs. Benton insisted we just put
the name of the town.

Your mother is downstairs
in the visiting room.

Can she come up
and see the baby?

It's against orders.

Mom.

Mom.

Marie, baby, you feeling
all right now?

I'm okay. How are you?

Oh, ailing a bit.

I hope you understood
about me not writing.

I mean, I ain't much on writing.

Sure.

Isn't it wonderful
about your grandson?

Yeah, wonderful.

I'm gonna call him Tommy.

Oh, Mom, you're gonna love him.

Already he's got hair,
the same color as Tom's,

but he's got your eyes.

I can't take the baby.

Oh, I want to.

What woman my age
don't want a grandchild?

But your step-father won't
have it in the house.

We argued and argued
till I was blue in the face.

So help me, if I had a dime
to my name, I'd walk out on him.

I keep figuring how I could
take the baby.

I can't leave Gus.

There'd be no one to take care
of me till you get out,

and I ain't getting any younger.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to do.

Mom, stop crying.
Tom's folks are dead.

If you won't take him,
they'll put him up for adoption.

Well, what do you want me to do?

You've got to leave Gus.

I'll be out of here
in three months.

I'll get a job and support you.

We'll have a real home,
you and the baby and me.

Mom, find something
until I get out!

Well, I'm not as young as I was.
I tire easy.

The doc says my feet…

Can't you think of anyone
but yourself?

Maybe it would be better
if someone else took him,

some nice family with money.

They could bring him up
real nice.

I don't want anyone else
to have him!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

You're his only
flesh and blood.

You've got to take him!

Don't keep saying that!
Don't keep saying that!

Mother!
Mother, come back here!

You've got to take him!
You've got to take him!

Mother, come back!

Mother! Mother!

No! No!

Don't let it throw you, honey.

You're still a kid.

If you get paroled soon enough,

there'll be a lot of guys
that will tumble for you.

You can even get hitched
and have another kid

if you're dope enough
to want to.

The trick's to flop out
as quick as you can.

Like I've told you, the boys
can get your parole moving fast.

How about it?

Don't it make sense, honey?

Think it over, sweetie,
but get this through your head.

If you stay in here too long,
you don't think of guys at all.

You just get out of the habit.

Ah.

Line up, you tramps!

This ain't no upstairs
delicatessen.

Time for count.

- Lewis, Millie.
- Christianson, Velma.

- Stark, Kitty.
- Taylor, Alice.

Allen, Marie.

3:00 tomorrow, Benton's office.

Parole hearing.

- Mullen, Elaine.
- Cardnum, Ruth.

- Branigan, Lottie.
- Hoffman, Ilsa.

- Elkins, Peggy.
- Vogel, Dottie.

When you get in there, say
anything you got on your chest.

It's the one chance
you got to spill the works.

Benton will be pulling for you.

And when you get out
of this cage,

go take yourself
a bubble bath for me

and park in it for a week.

Have your breakfast, dinner,
everything in it.

You know, honey, you're gonna
find out that most people in

free side wouldn't hand you
a job cleaning out a hog pen.

If you'd listen to me…

You're wasting your
time, Kitty.

Your funeral.

Hey, Foley.

Wait till Kitty Stark sees this.

Are they friends?

Friends?
They hate each other's guts.

What's so funny?

We've got a new fish coming in.

Maybe if you're real nice, you
might get her for a roommate.

And old friend of yours,
Elvira Powell.

It's going to be a rich haul.
None of your penny-ante stuff.

You'll still do what
I pay you to do.

Them days are over.

Hey, girls, take a look
at your queen bee.

She's buzzing off the throne.

She never was nothing
but a dime-a-dozen booster

with so little influence
she couldn't even get off on

self-defense for a murder rap.

I ain't got nothing against you.

It's just a matter
of dollars and cents.

Elvira Powell's an institution
with a big bankroll

stashed away, and I always
wanted to meet an institution.

Someday I'm going to get
my hands in her hair,

and I'm gonna pull it out
by the roots.

I made it! I made it!
I made my parole! Oh!

This is Marie Allen.

Marie, we have to decide
whether nine months

has taught you that robbing
people at the point of a gun…

I never wanted to,

but my husband
wouldn't listen to reason.

I couldn't leave him.
I loved him.

Now, what type of work
can you do?

Speak up.

I could be a salesgirl
or wait tables,

work in a laundry after all
the experience I've had here.

Please try to make
your answers brief.

This report states
your step-father refuses

to have you in his home.

Where would you live if paroled?

Well, where would you live?
With relatives?

With my Aunt Rose
and Uncle Harry.

They're very respectable.

Uncle Harry's a gateman for one
of the biggest factories.

They're very fond of me.

If they're so fond of you,
why didn't they take your child?

Well, a baby would have been
a lot of trouble.

I wouldn't be.

We'll investigate them.

Maybe it would be better
if I lived alone,

any place
the parole officer found.

Out of the question.

We must make certain that you
have beneficial surroundings

and guidance.

You're hardly more than a child,
only 19.

Um, a girl grows old here
before her time.

Marie's been married.
She's seen her husband killed.

She's borne a baby here
in prison.

She's had the baby taken away
from her by law.

How can anyone be called young

who has lived through
such experiences?

I've lived a lifetime
and a year in this cage!

If I have to fall back in,
I'll be like the others.

And I'm not like them!

Oh, please. Please, give
me a chance to prove it.

I've paid my debt.
Let me out, please.

You'll never regret it.
I promise I'll…

What? What?

Wait till I fix this thing.

I haven't gotten the hang
of it yet.

At your age, with no favorable
home conditions

and no beneficent influences
on the outside,

we feel that nine months
is too short a time

to prepare you for
your responsibilities outside.

Parole is not granted.

We'll review your case
in a few months,

and you'll hear from us.

Got flopped back.
Tried to do a mope.

Hanging on a bush, eh?

Benton says no solitary.

Oh, Benton's a fool.
If I had her job, I'd…

Benton's okay with me.

So I go on
this picnic, see?

Skinny takes me out
in a rowboat,

begins criticizing
my family, though,

and to make it worse,
he slaps me, so I slap him back.

You just slapped him?

Well, I did have an oar
in my hand.

He kept on hitting me,
so I kept on slapping him.

Still with your oar
in your hand?

What did you keep
on slapping him for?

Well, he kept on coming up.

Pipe the new fish.
Get a load of Elvira Powell.

Hello, girls.

So help me, I never saw such
an old-looking bunch of bags.

I've checked in here
for maybe six months.

Grand jury's having itself
a little fun,

so in order to save some
of my friends embarrassment,

I got myself a phony rap

so they can't subpoena me
as a witness.

It'll all blow over by spring.

I'm used to comfort,
and I'll expect it.

Pick up your check
at my lawyer's, Big Davis.

There's 100 bucks
waiting for you

every week for value received.

Hello, Kitty.

Read about you and Ed.

Divorcing him would
have been easier.

Gimpy Sullivan says
you're drumming up shoplifters

from the inside.

- I got a concession.
- No more.

While I'm in, I want
no kibitzing from you.

What's your name?

How'd you hurt your hand?

I'm a big girl, and this isn't
my first year away from home.

The name is Marie Allen.

If I said no to Kitty, I'm sure
not gonna say yes to you.

She's a cute trick.

Oh, wake up, Lottie.
You're playing a game.

Sure, you could sit down in
a department store some places.

That could be a gold egg
you got in your hand.

Okay, now try it again,

and make out like that cake
of soap's a diamond pin.

- How much?
- 150 bucks.

Okay, wrap it up.

Spotters would have nabbed you.

I'm too dumb to be a booster.

Some dames got more talent
than others.

But I got to have some trade
if I ever get out of here.

You any good at it, Marie?

Anybody with half a brain
could figure out

how to fool a spotter.

Pigeon like you would get her
wings clipped first trip out.

Now, let's see.

If this is the jewelry counter,

what counter would be
over there?

I guess
perfume, gloves.

Then the elevators
would be over there?

Yeah.

- That's showing her.
- Guess she showed her!

A bull's eye, baby!

By the time you're sprung,
I can have you connected

with one
of the biggest outfits…

Come on, you tramps.
Line up for Christmas.

Nina Minnelli.

Emma Barber.

Emma Barber?

Mary O'Connor.

Santa Claus couldn't
get in here.

He's a man!

Marie Allen.

Sadie Fillmore.

Naomi Bates.

Mary Brown.

What do you know?
Jungle red.

It's funny how lipstick can make
you feel all prettied up.

Who sent them?

Powell slipped Harper a check
to buy them for us.

That bloated buzzard!

Who does she think
she's kidding? Lipstick.

She knows we can't keep them.

She only did it
to get Benton sore.

She'll drool when she sees
the Super coming

and taking them away from us.

Well, until Benton finds out,
I sure feel like a new woman.

Rhinestones are phony.

You can have real ones
anytime you change your type.

There's 100 bucks
extra in it for you

if you get word to Benton
that Kitty's recruiting.

Merry Christmas, girls.

Merry Christmas!

Oh, how pretty.

I, uh — I hope you'll all have
a pleasant day tomorrow.

Let's hope that many of you will
be home this time next year.

Now, tomorrow morning,
there will be Christmas services

held here for any of you
who might like to attend.

Oh, Ann, where did the lipsticks
come from?

Elvira Powell.

Oh, of course, by way of Harper.

Girls?

Girls, could I have
your attention a minute, please?

I didn't know what else to do
for you for Christmas,

but evidently,
someone thought of it for me,

so from now on, all of you
will be allowed to use lipstick.

Merry Christmas, Marie.

Why aren't you singing?

Give me one good reason
why I should.

I know this is a frame,

and I got a rough idea
who's back of it.

Shut up.

I've been stretching muscles

that haven't been stretched
in 30 years.

Even that soft job
in the mailroom poops me.

I've been a lady
of leisure too long.

What's new in the social set?

Kitty Stark
is still in solitary.

I think she'll listen
to reason now.

Meaning what?

She tried to play rough with me

when I was taking her down
to the hole.

I didn't tell you to get tough
with her.

By the time I got through with
her, she knew I meant business.

Look what she's got.

I found it outside the laundry.
I'm gonna keep it.

Sure must be a dopey cat
to crawl in here.

Boy or girl?

I'm not taking any chances.

I'm gonna call it Fluff.

Harper will pitch a doozy
if she finds it.

I'll bring my milk from supper.

Line up for count!

Line up for count!

- Lewis, Millie.
- Christiansen, Velma.

- Kopsky, Gita.
- O'Connor, Mary.

- O'Brian, Julie.
- Wagner, Rita.

- Devlin, Claire.
- Minnelli, Nina.

- Barber, Emma.
- Menard, Tina.

- Cassidy, Katie.
- Bates, Naomi.

Okay, where is it?

You don't get no breakfast
till you hand over that cat.

You know it's against the rules
to have any pets.

Hand it over.

Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it!

All of you know this is
one of the most serious offenses

that can happen here.

I'm taking away all privileges
until further notice.

Now, I want to know
who started all this.

It's dead.

She attacked me when
I tried to take away the cat.

Then she tried to escape.

Is this true?

The first time you tried
to escape,

I gave you the benefit
of the doubt.

This time, you have
to be disciplined.

I'm going to put you
in solitary for three days.

All I wanted was the kitten.

Three days?

Those are my orders.

My room.

No, Evy. No!

Do like I said.

If Benton ever finds out…

Shut up.

Marie Allen, three days.

I'm taking Kitty Stark back.

You better have the doctor
see her before Benton does.

She looks stir-bugs to me.

I'll take her over
to the infirmary.

Nothing to be scared about.
Being alone isn't so tough.

And bread and water
never killed anyone.

Maybe — maybe I'll sleep
for three days.

Stop thinking about it.

It'll grow back.

Let me out of here!

I'll do anything you want!

Oh, God! Let me out.
Let me out.

Please, please, please!

That's what you think!

Don't leave.
I want you to hear this.

Send a wire to the Commissioner.

"Demand that you immediately
dismiss Matron Evelyn Harper.

Inmate in serious condition
of shock

due to clipping of hair.

Harper repeatedly ordered
to discontinue

these barbarous practices.

Insubordination
reflects on my position

and the health
and well-being of the inmates."

I'd count 10
before you sent that.

Benton sure means business.

Medford, 5342.

I can't afford to lose
my job, Evy.

I got debts.

Ah, shut up.

Yes?

I want to speak
to Thornton Goodrich, please.

Tell him Evelyn Harper.

Yes, ma'am.

We're sort of distant cousins,
you know, Thornton and me.

Good morning.

Happy New Year, Thornton.
How are you?

Oh, just fine, thanks.

I got something
you ought to know.

Oh, I couldn't tell you over
the phone, but it's dynamite.

Those filthy lies!
But at least it's nice to know

we have the support
of so many people.

Three welfare leagues,
a half a dozen women's clubs

from all over the country.

If they'd only get together
and stick together,

then maybe situations
like this wouldn't arise.

You can just bet the others
have organization.

And it won't stop there.

What are you going to do?

I'll know better after I talk
to the Commissioner.

They're sitting outside
looking so smug.

Send them in.

Good morning.

Good morning, Commissioner.
Won't you sit down?

I think there
are ashtrays handy.

The Governor's madder
than a turkey gobbler.

Everyone's on my neck
because of what you've done.

Aren't you confused,
Commissioner?

It wasn't I who gave those

ridiculous stories
to the papers.

What's the idea getting Harper
sore over nothing at all?

Well, I suppose a man would call

the clipping of a girl's hair
nothing at all.

Well, you could have
talked it over with her

instead of flying
off the handle.

The Commissioner means,
your predecessor

never quarreled with the staff.

My predecessor refused to regard
criminals as human beings.

I've tried to change
that attitude.

I intend to keep on trying.

There is no place on my staff
for matrons like Evelyn Harper.

It's too bad all this had
to happen before she was fired.

Who said anything
about firing her?

Why fire a political appointee

just because of a minor
difference between you and her?

Besides, firing her
won't do us any good.

It's this stink
we've got to squelch.

How do you
intend doing that?

I can get Harper to take back
what she said.

She can call it a mistake,
admit that she was hot-headed.

The directives, Sam.

Well, I'm coming to that.

At the same time, we'll announce
that these directives

are to be
put into effect immediately.

Directives?

The Commissioner has put it
in the form of a memo to you.

"Inmates who have been honor
women will no longer be put

in subordinate positions
on the staff.

The proposed plan to allow
occasional work

outside the prison,
when merited by selected girls,

is denied, as well as

the proposed plan for
educational…"

You don't honestly think
I'd consent to that?

Why, I'd be betraying
every man and woman

working to free prisons
from methods like yours,

to insulate them from the abuses
of politicians,

cheap politicians.

Have respect for my position,
Mrs. Benton.

I wouldn't allow the Governor
to speak to me like that!

Oh, Fred, Mrs. Benton,
let's not lose our tempers.

Look, we came here with the best
intentions in the world,

hoping to get together with you,
to let this thing all blow over,

but you leave me
with no alternative

except to ask
for your resignation.

If he asks for my resignation,
I'll demand a public hearing.

Now, now, just see here.
We can get together.

We can if you tear up
those directives and fire

Evelyn Harper.

That will clear my name
and allow me to do the work

that must be done around here.

He'll do nothing of the kind.

Then I'll announce you've asked
for my resignation,

and I'll demand
a public hearing.

The State allows me
such a hearing, and you know it.

Let the public learn
how this prison is run.

Fire me, Commissioner.
I insist on it.

I want that public hearing.

Marie Allen,
back from the hospital.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Peggy Elkins.
Naomi Bates.

Honest, sometimes
I wish that old lady of mine

- would stop writing me.
- Julie Klein.

"I sure wish you could
be out by Easter…

so you could see
your kid brother

- graduate from high school.
- Thelma Graham.

She must think I'm in
a country club,

- taking a rest cure.
- Ruth Cardnum.

- I got news for her.
- Nina Christiansen.

My kid brother's gonna get
graduated without me.

Mimi Fuller.

Judas Priest!

Mary O'Connor.

Arlene Sidney.

Evelyn Mason.

Alma Jones.

Mary Adams.

Luana Cohen.

Gee, look how she looks.

Guess you'd look that way, too,
if you had a week in solitary.

Yeah, and almost
a month in pogey.

Helga Jorgensen.

I didn't know what kind of
a heel Harper is.

She's like a cop
I was sweet on once.

He used to work guys over
for no reason at all,

just because it made him
feel important.

If I'd known, I wouldn't
have started on you.

Quit shaking the tambourine.

I'll be sprung soon.

You'll run the cage again.

If I can do anything for you,
try to get your rap shortened…

What did you say?

- Wagner, Rita.
- Devlin, Claire.

- Minnelli, Nina.
- Barber, Emma.

- Menard, Tina.
- Cassidy, Katie.

Bates, Naomi.

Don't be smart.
Let's have the name.

Stark, Kitty.

Taylor, Alice.

- Allen, Marie.
- Mullen, Elaine.

Okay, dummy, if you
can't hold that cup,

get back to the bullpen.

Feed your faces
and keep your traps shut

if you don't want to get…

Kill her! Kill her!

Kill her! Kill her!

Kindly omit flowers.

Sunday.

Nothing for me to do except
think about the next 10 years.

Here today, here tomorrow.

What's your itch?

Oh, I keep thinking of Kitty
sitting in the death house,

and I get…

Take it easy before
you blow a tube.

You got to hand it to Benton.

Even with all her trouble,

she tried to keep Kitty
off the hot seat.

Yeah, she kept telling them
Kitty was off her trolley.

Boy, what's going on
in Benton's office!

There's six matrons
spilling over

and a bunch of girls
from the other bullpens.

- What did you tell Benton?
- I shot the works.

Helen wrote down every word,
all about Harper chiseling

the liquor and soap and things,
what she did to Kitty.

I sure gave them a earful.

You know something?
I think Benton might use me

as a witness at the hearing.

Maybe there are a few things
I can tell her tomorrow, too.

I got news for you. She talked
to me like I was anybody else.

Bet you a pack a week
you'll still be pulling

dead time next Christmas.

Keep your big flapper shut.

Claire's giving it
to you straight.

Ain't you played
the honest John too long?

You could have made
a swell booster.

You still can get out of here.

You ain't got much time.
She's being sprung tomorrow.

What do you want Powell to do,
send you an engraved invitation?

These bird brains
giving you spiel

what to do out in free side!

Hand me a laugh.

I got a file long as your arm.

I was queen of the con women
when Claire was wearing diapers.

There's nothing I ain't done,
including murder.

Ah, stop
tooting your horn.

But that makes me the crookedest
crook of any of you, don't it?

Okay.

Before you get any bright ideas,
listen to me.

I had a first time like you, but
I can't remember how long ago.

Then the second rap,
then the third.

Now I'm a lifer.
I'll be 71 soon.

Been a con 40 years.
And you know what I think?

Nobody got cheated but me.

40 years taken away.

So I'm giving it
to you straight.

Wait a year on dead time,

but get a legit job
slinging hash.

Then, get a good guy,
have a kid.

What I'd give for
a sink full of dirty dishes.

Quiet.

No, that's all right.

Ain't they cute?

Amateurs coming for lessons.

Bullpen B, 60 inmates,
all types of offenders.

This place smells like a zoo.

What's she in for?

And men call us the weaker sex.

Look at those faces.

Environment, my dear.
Environment.

They say the Superintendent
has a murderess working for her.

- Did you make it?
- Yeah.

Gee, she's getting out.

Mamie will press them for you.

Marie Allen, checking out.

93850.

That's 6 cents a day
for laundry work.

Deduct 10 days for having
a baby, 3 days solitary,

that's 502 days times 6 cents.

You can cash this
on your way out.

Oh, wait a minute.

Guess you want
your wedding ring, don't you?

Thanks for the haircut.

Sit down, Marie.

Now that you're leaving,
let's not lie to each other.

What do you mean?

This cashier's job
is just a blind.

The parole officer okayed it,
didn't she?

Elvira Powell has a lot
of friends.

In a couple of more months,
the parole officer

could have found you work.

You'd have made
some honest money,

have self-respect and decency.

Where did those things
ever get me?

Why do you give up now
that you don't need to?

When you're free?

Free for what?

Go to my baby?

To sit down to a turkey dinner
with a family?

To kiss my husband?

I, uh…

I know it's difficult
to start over again, but…

From now on, what's in it for me
is all that matters.

You did your best,
and where did it land you?

You can't lick the system.

Well, if you've got nothing
more to say…

Well, if you ever need
any help…

Thanks, but I won't.

Well, I hope you win.

For that 40 bucks
Tom and I heisted,

I certainly got myself
an education.

Here's the address of
the parole officer, Marie.

- Goodbye.
- So long.

Front gate, 93850 coming out.

That's right.

What shall I do with her file?

Keep it active.

She'll be back.