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- Kitty, stop this.

Come inside.

Kitty, please.

- Kitty!

Kitty.

- Kitty, please.

- You came about the ad, huh?

Fine.

You can undress in there.

- What?

- What do you mean, "What?"

You saw the ad didn't ya?

Art photography models.

Cash paid immediately.

Now, I got a guy waitin' inside

and a girl that didn't show up.

It's 150 bucks.

You want it or not?

150 bucks, honey, cash.

- Okay.

What do I do?

- Take your clothes off.

Nice.

Very nice.

Jack!

- Yo!

- Get in here, let's go.

Well, what are you waitin' for?

Get out of the rest of those schmattas!

- Hey, this is more like it.

Young skin.

Okay, everybody hold it.

This is a bust.

- Come on, buddy,

let's see if we can find you some clothes.

How ya doing, Roland?

- I hope your rap sheet isn't too long, sweetheart,

'cause this is the big one.

You ever heard of conspiracy to commit oral copulation?

Get that shirt on, baby.

I gotta talk to you.

Jesus, how old are you?

- Marina, it's just going to take a few minutes.

Come on.

- All right.

- Hey, can the greaser shit.

You're doin' business with me.

- I talk to Carlos, nobody else.

- You talk to me or you walk with nothin',

senor macho man.

- Okay, okay.

What do you got?

- What do you got?

- Hold this.

Let me see what's going on.

- Hold it, bitch, you're not going anywhere.

- Ah, shit!

- Hold it!

- Oh God.

- Ow!

- Don't move.

Come on.

- How old are you?

- Exactly, Mr. Beach.

As you know, it's an experimental program.

The girls we have here would be eaten alive

if they were thrown into a prison,

but the crimes they have committed

make it impossible to even consider

placing them in halfway houses.

Some of them are extremely dangerous.

Yes.

They require constant observation and supervision.

Yes.

Yes, the age range of the girls starts at 15,

and some of them are in their early 20s.

Yes.

I would be more than happy to see you this afternoon.

- We'll try and make this as painless as possible.

All girls admitted to the dormitory submit to a body search.

All right, girls.

Lean over.

- This floor is devoted to medical checks

for all our girls.

Sick bay, medical research.

- Research?

- The state has allowed us to do a certain amount

of experimentation with behavior modification.

We are interested in trying to find the causes

that have led them to antisocial acts.

We also have a basement full of records

dating back 40 years to show the lack

of progress until we started.

- She looks harmless.

- Only a social worker would think like that.

She's in on manslaughter charges.

- Lori?

You're next.

- This is where we say goodbye.

I have a lot to do and I think what you have seen

will be able to answer any of the state's questions.

I'm sure our funding will continue

with no major problems, don't you?

- I hope so, Miss Madison.

It's been an education.

- Can you find your way out?

- I'll manage.

- Thank you.

- Come on in, honey, the water's fine.

- A man!

- Get in here, baby.

- Don't you need a shower?

- Aww, and he's cute.

- Hey, baby, don't go nowhere.

Let's get him, girls.

- Yeah! - Woo!

- Seen enough?

- No way.

- Stop.

- Get away!

- Come on. - Yo!

- Really?

- He's a sweetheart.

- Yo, Mama!

Mama!

Mama.

- What's the matter, darling?

- I'll give ya a cigarette for one

of those candy bars over there.

- No thanks.

- Come on.

Why don't you add 'em up right here.

Fuck!

- I don't need this shit, man.

- Shit.

Come on!

- You don't have to throw 'em like a fuckin' asshole!

- You don't have to throw shit around.

- You're askin' for it.

- Something good, yo.

- Somebody say he?

- Look at that.

- Fresh fish?

- You want me to see what they're about?

- Yeah, you do that.

- What the hell are you doin'?

- Look, you keep away from us.

- Take it easy, Barb.

I was just thinkin' when you and your little sister there

are both in for hookin', baby slut oughta be

straight enough to handle her own meat.

Know what I mean?

- How ya doin', Barb?

Hi, Jen.

What's happenin'?

Everything okay with you two?

- Hi, Valeska.

- Look at that, the tramp of the dormitory's back again.

- Hey, Deke, don't ya have anything better to do

than run your mouth off about me?

- Yeah, you're lookin' to get jammed, Dottie.

- Don't make me get up.

If I do I'll be twistin' some tits.

- Deke, don't start anything.

- What are you lookin' at?

- Why is everybody so mean?

- Lenka, you're losin' it.

- Who are you?

- Nobody.

- Nobody.

We'll see.

You have pretty eyes.

- What's the matter, honey?

You look like you need somethin' to make ya feel good.

- I think I'm gonna get sick.

- Take it easy.

I didn't get nothin' to eat yet.

Listen, I got some serious...

Man, there's some weird shit goin' down around here.

I hope there ain't nothin' queer in this food.

- How'd the strip go, babe?

- What you mean?

- Don't give me that bull.

You holdin'?

- Girl, I don't know you and I want you outta my face.

- Hey, I'm on your side.

You don't got, I can get.

- Oh yeah?

What are you, Madison's suck up?

- Okay.

You need somethin', you know where to come.

Just remember, that's all.

There's so much shit jammed in here

during visiting hours you wouldn't believe it.

I know where all the bodies are buried.

Ya get me?

I got connections.

You wanna get laid?

You wanna get high?

You come to me.

You come to Valeska.

- Okay, everybody, listen up.

Mail call!

Askew?

Askew!

- Thanks.

- Elmore.

Gattos.

Allen.

- It's from your ma, right?

- Avila.

- What'd she say?

- Cleaver. - Shut your hole, Rebel.

- Come on, Lisa. - Boyd.

- She got somethin' for us?

- Yeah, she's got somethin'.

- Boyd?

- Only we gotta wait 'til we get outta here to get in on it.

- Morales.

- Oh shit.

- Jones. - It's tighter now

than it's ever been.

How we gonna pull a split? - Serges.

Pierce.

- You leave that up to me.

- Hendrix.

Shank.

- Hey, I hear you're in for the same thing as us.

- No, I...

- Look, don't get upset.

We were in town and on the streets for exactly one day

when we got busted.

I hadn't even turned a trick.

And would ya believe it?

Jen is still a virgin.

- What the?

- Sorry, honey, I didn't see your little spic body

stickin' out in my way.

- So, you can take of yourself.

Just don't keep having to prove it.

- Zip it or shove a sock in her!

- Shut up, ya stupid fruitcake!

- I'm gonna kill that dumb bitch!

- Cool it, honey.

It ain't gonna get any better.

This is the way it's gonna be.

- Shut up!

I'm tryin' to sleep!

- I'm here to help you, Paige,

and I want you to understand that.

- Sure.

- Paige, I've asked your father to come and see you.

- I don't have to see him.

You can't make me.

- Paige, do you know how lucky you are

even to have a father?

You know Barb and Jen, those two girls waiting outside?

They have no one to depend on but each other.

You've seen what it's done to them.

They are sick.

They've become ill.

They think they have no one else to rely on.

They live in a dream world.

- I know what you're doing.

You can't make me think I'm like them.

- Paige, I am not.

- You think you're going to make me trust you

because you tell me someone else's secrets.

Well, you can forget it.

- I'm sorry you feel that way.

Perhaps some medication will help.

I am making an appointment for you

to see Dr. DeMarco this afternoon.

Let's see what he can do for you.

- I won't see my father.

I won't.

- We will talk about that later, Paige.

Now you will have to excuse me.

I have other girls to see.

- They comin' regular yet?

- What?

- Don't jive me, Gloria.

You're pregnant.

Those floppy shirts ain't been hidin' it so good lately.

- Oh God.

Please, don't tell anyone.

They'll put me in a prison hospital.

- What are you gonna do, have it in the mess hall?

- I don't know, but please.

Don't tell anyone, please.

- It's your funeral, baby.

I just hope it ain't the kid's.

- Come in.

Madison tells me you're not in the mood to cooperate.

- There's nothing to cooperate about.

- Hm?

You look like a reasonable girl to me.

What seems to be the problem?

- There is no problem.

- Then why are you here?

- In your office?

- You know what I mean.

- Isn't it obvious?

You've got my file.

I'm a whore.

- Seems to me like you're a little rough on yourself.

- Yeah.

I'm black and blue all over.

- I'd like to work with you without using medication.

How do you feel about that?

Let's talk about your health.

How are you feeling today?

- You wanna find out?

- Yes, of course.

- Then open me up.

- It's okay, it's okay.

Shh.

Shh, it's all right, it's all right.

Shh, it's okay.

It's okay.

- Gonna be okay, Gloria?

- Yeah.

Yeah, just don't go too far away for a while, okay?

- Sure.

Come on.

- Um, I don't think we should be doin' this.

- Don't talk, just get it out.

- Rebel, I don't feel too good.

Rebel, I need you.

Rebel!

- Gimme a second!

- Rebel, I need you.

- Just a minute.

- Rebel!

- Just a minute!

- Rebel!

- Just a minute!

- Rebel.

- I'm coming.

Attention, girls.

- Visiting hours will be held

this afternoon in the mess hall.

- Hey, Dottie, I'm really sorry.

- You motherfuckin' scumbag.

- Hey man, I don't need this shit.

- It's so good to see you.

I miss you.

I love you.

- Paco, you gotta get me outta here.

- Marina, it's not that easy.

You gotta understand, you're in

on some real serious charges.

- And whose fault is that?

- I couldn't help it.

- Trust you?

I did trust you and now I'm gonna be here until,

I don't even know until when.

- I got somebody workin' on it.

It's just going to take some time.

- And what do I do in the meantime?

You know they got girls in here that wanna rip my face off?

- Take it easy.

I got something for you.

- What?

- Take it.

- What?

- Take it.

- Are you crazy?

- Will you just take it?

- What am I supposed to do with this?

- Just keep it.

You're gonna need it.

- Paco, if I get caught with this.

- You won't get caught.

Just hide it someplace safe.

- There's no place safe in here, Paco, you know that.

- Okay, five minutes 'til lights out.

- Go fuck yourself.

- Screw you.

- Drop dead.

- No.

- Yes.

- Don't make me.

- Why not?

You want it.

- No.

- You want it, don't you?

- Please.

- Say it.

- No.

- Say it.

- Yes, I want it.

Give it to me.

- Okay.

- You never know when this might come in handy.

- Billy, put it away.

It scares me.

- Sure.

Sure, we got better things to do, don't we?

- Billy.

- What?

Come on, Lori.

You and me both know why we parked out here.

This ain't no time to play hard to get.

- I'm not, I just want you to be gentle.

- You want me to go easy?

Hey, I'll go easy.

How's this?

Okay?

How's this?

And this?

That was great, baby.

You're so sweet.

- Billy, I don't think we should do this anymore.

- What?

Don't talk like that, honey.

I was just gonna ask you to do me a favor.

- What?

- You're so good, I thought you could help me out.

I got a couple of friends who wanna meet you.

- What?

- Take it away, guys.

She's all yours.

Come on, ya little whore.

Ya did it for me, you can do it for my buddies.

- Lori Christiansen, you are remanded

to the custody of the North State Correctional

female facility on a preliminary charge of manslaughter.

Your case will be reviewed in six months

at which time .

- Did you take care of that little dope fiend

like I told ya?

- Yup, she's dusted.

- Hello, Jen.

I hoped I might find you down here some night.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Hello, Jen.

I hoped I might find ya down here some night.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Hello, Jen.

Hello, Jen.

Hello, Jen.

Hello, Jen.

Hello, Jen.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Hello, Jen.

Hello, Jen.

Hello, Jen.

Hello, Jen.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Take that off.

Take that off.

- No!

No, God no!

No!

No!

No!

Don't, don't!

No!

No!

- What's wrong?

- Oh, get me outta here.

I don't wanna wake anybody up.

They'll kill me.

- Where?

- Downstairs.

There's water in the boiler room

and it's away from everything else.

- How come you extending visiting hours for this?

- You know a girl took her life last night.

- The second in a month as I understand it.

- I felt this would help relieve the tension.

- You wanna dance?

- Rebel, what do you think you're doing?

- Nothing you'd understand.

- Get back to where you belong.

Now!

I'd keep my mind on my job if I were you,

that is if I wanted to keep it.

- We gotta get outta here.

I need to get laid bad.

Anymore news from your ma?

- We're gettin' real close, Rebel.

We'll be with Ma sooner than you think.

- There's something I think you should know.

- Paige, would you get me something to drink, please?

Thank you.

Don, may I call you Don?

I think it would be best if you did not

develop a personal relationship with any of my girls.

They become very dependent and it can only cause problems.

Oh, I wish these girls wouldn't smoke.

What is going on here?

- I think this little girl is high, Miss Madison.

- Lori, is this true?

- No, he came up--

- I'm afraid a night in solitary is all

that is going to calm you down, Lori,

and then tomorrow we will talk about drugs.

Sperrazza, will you take this girl to solitary?

- Gettin' your kicks, Harper?

Anybody ever tell you you have your head up your ass?

- You're really lookin' for it, aren't you?

- The dorm.

Five minutes.

- Ow!

This ain't over yet.

- Anytime you say.

- I've been waitin' for this.

You're gonna get it, little girl.

You been askin' for it.

You're gonna get it.

- Don't.

Don't.

No!

No.

No!

No.

- Barb.

Barb!

Oh God, somebody help me.

Eula!

- Rebel, come on, we need your help.

- Get down.

- What?

- You heard me.

Think about somebody else besides yourself for a change.

- Take even breaths.

- Shit, look at all that blood.

- That's right, push, push!

- I don't think I can watch this.

- You've watched worse, bitch.

- Go stand by the door and make sure no one comes in.

- You bet.

- Look at that.

Will ya look at that?

- Okay, baby, this is the world.

- So, who tells Madison?

- Girl, you are walkin' on eggshells with me.

- Oh, please, nobody say nothin'.

- Come on.

What the hell you gon' do with a baby in this joint?

- One more word outta you and I'ma break your eyeballs.

- Look, nobody tells anybody anything.

- What you talkin' about?

- We gotta break her outta here.

And in the meantime, we'll make

a little nest in the basement.

- Now we're even.

- You were not raped.

- I was.

- Lori, I know you want to get out of here,

but you must know that making up stories

is not going to help you.

- You put me in solitary, and McCoy came in and raped me.

That is the truth.

- You are not going to make me believe

that my staff could be capable of such actions.

- I'm telling you the truth.

- Don't do this to me, Lori.

- What am I doing?

I'm telling you what happened.

- You are trying to cause problems for me

and I will not allow it.

- I was raped.

- Don't cross me, Lori.

Don't give me problems.

You will regret it.

- You don't even know what's going on in here.

If you did I know you wouldn't be this way.

- There is nothing going on in here that I'm not aware of.

- This place is coming apart, and if you don't know

what's happening, you'd better find out soon.

- Don't threaten me, Lori.

I can make your time here very easy or very difficult.

The decision is yours.

Clarissa, get me Dr. DeMarco.

- Lisa's ma, she was doin' a liquor store.

They killed her dead.

- Lisa's ma, she was killed in a liquor store.

- Lisa, stop it.

Stop.

- That Valeska is beginning to give me gas.

- You wanna do somethin' about it?

- She knows too much about what's goin' down.

- So?

- So, let's take her out.

- Anything else?

- Yeah, scrub my back.

- Excuse me, Miss Stevens, I didn't see you.

- Shouldn't you be in the factory?

- I am, I just had to go to the little girl's room.

- All right, well, get back to where you belong.

Now!

- Okay.

- Rebel, what's shakin', honey?

- All kinds of things, honey.

- Oh yeah, like what?

- Some new stuff just came in.

You want in on it?

- Do I?

You know that I do.

- Good.

Why don't you come down to the basement with me.

Let's see if we can't cut a deal.

- You got it.

So, what's the deal?

- Don't worry, I said we'd cut it.

- Stuff her in that room behind the boiler.

They won't find her for years.

- What's everybody gon' think happened to her?

- She escaped.

What do you think, you dumb twat?

Go on, get her outta here.

- I warned you about interfering, Lori.

- Interfering?

No one else was handling the situation.

What was I supposed to do?

- You were supposed to leave

whatever had to be done to us.

- You didn't seem to be able to do anything.

- What does it take to get through to you?

- I don't know what you mean.

- You know exactly what I mean.

You are in very serious danger of ending up

under lock and key for a very long time.

- Why are you threatening me?

Because I did your job.

- I do my job.

And I do it well.

I have been able to convince Paige to see her father.

I can convince anyone to do anything, even you.

- We'll see.

- Yes, we will see.

- Good afternoon.

- I'm glad you decided to see me, Paige.

It's important to me that we have this time together.

- I'm not here because I wanna be.

- You're my daughter and I love you.

- You love me?

I've seen how you've shown that.

- I know that I've done things that were wrong.

- Wrong?

- I wanna make it up to you.

I want you to love me as much as I love you.

- You are incredible.

- I know what you're thinking.

That's in the past.

I couldn't help myself.

It's a sickness, I know it.

Please, under...

Try to understand me.

Forgive me.

- You don't exist for me.

You're not even alive.

You're dead.

I hate you.

You brutalized me.

- Paige.

- I'm in a living hell because of you.

You molested me!

- Please, keep your voice down.

- I've seen people deal drugs, sell their bodies.

I know who they all are.

When I tell what I know, that whole place will come down,

and if you come down, too,

it makes what I've gone through worth it.

You're disgusting!

- What are you in such a hurry for?

- Somebody could walk in at any moment.

- What are you talkin' about?

- Everybody's due in the factory.

It's only30.

- I don't take chances.

- Uh-huh, then what are you doin' here in the first place?

- Rebel.

- Don't give me shit.

You get what you want and I get what I want.

- Well, you little bitch.

- You love it.

Now, give me what you promised.

- You know, Rebel, you're using

more of that than you oughta be.

- Uh-huh, and I ain't the only one.

Now gimme.

Now get out.

- Rebel.

- We've both got what we came here for.

You can get me off, but that's it.

Now I want some real action.

I don't want a bitch, I want a man.

- Oh, Marina, I've been looking for you.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah, you know the files in the basement?

- Mm-hm.

- Well, there's some records I need.

I think you'll find them in these stacks.

Could you do this for me?

- If you want.

- Thanks.

- Scared ya?

- No.

- I thought it was about time you and me had a little talk.

- About what?

- Look, don't bullshit me, lady.

You got busted for dealin', right?

- So they say.

- So, how'd ya like to keep on doin' business

right here on the inside?

- I would not like.

- You gotta learn to play nice.

Think it over.

We'll talk again.

Maybe this'll help you remember.

- Don't, it's not your business.

- Paige just took a bad fall down the stairs.

- Haldol, Demerol, morphine.

There are great amounts of the supplies missing,

Dr. DeMarco, and I want an explanation.

- There's no explanation necessary, Miss Madison.

The demand in the last few months has exceeded the supply.

We've had to use the reserves

to keep these girls under control.

- Who do you think you are talking to, the ?

You would have to intake every girl in this facility

four times a day, every day of the week,

for a year to deplete all the reserves.

- There has been a certain amount of petty theft.

- Petty theft?

I think not.

- Some of these girls are very cunning.

- And speaking of the girls,

I have been hearing some very disturbing rumors

regarding your behavior with some of them.

- From who?

Valeska?

- You are aware that she has left us.

I have my sources.

- Oh, I'm sure you do.

- Are these stories true?

- You've been talking to girls

who are looking for early releases and you know it.

They'd say anything to get out of here.

- We will see.

I want answers from you

and I want them very soon, Dr. DeMarco.

Do I make myself clear?

- Crystal clear.

- Good.

Just remember.

- Yes?

- I am keeping my eye on you.

- Somebody left the steam table on.

- I've been waiting for ya.

I wasn't sure you'd come.

- She's dead.

- Who?

- She's dead.

- Lori, what?

Lori?

Easy.

- Nobody did anything.

I, I--

- What happened?

- They came in and took her.

I didn't know.

I didn't-- - Who?

Who are you talking about?

- Paige.

They made it look like an accident, but they killed her.

They killed her.

- Who, who killed her?

- Lisa, Rebel.

What does it matter?

They're all the same.

We're all the same.

- Lori, you know that's not true.

- We're all the same.

We come here and something happens.

No matter what we were before,

we end up like all the rest of them.

Nobody matters, nobody.

- Lori.

- No, don't.

I don't know if I can ever...

- Yes, you can.

You aren't everybody else, you're different.

- God, what's happening to me?

What's happening?

I don't feel anything.

Hold me.

Hold me tight.

Hold me tight.

- Baby, you are some little piece.

- I wish I could say the same, Doc,

but frankly, you may be the worst lay I ever had

in my whole little life, and that includes

that hype nurse of yours, too.

Oh, by the way.

- Yes?

- Them drugs you was gon' give me?

- Yes?

- Why don't ya just keep 'em, honey?

It really wasn't worth it.

Consider this a mercy fuck.

- , baby.

I didn't know this was gonna happen.

- What?

- Marina, I gotta tell you something.

The bust?

It was me who got you in here.

- What?

- Marina, there's a lot of money involved.

I got a deal with DeMarco, Stevens, and somebody else,

and I just thought that if you were in here for a while,

you know, well, you could help me out.

- You son of a bitch.

- No, no, Marina.

- You dirty bastard son of bitch.

- You suckers leave her alone, blood.

- Put her in restraints.

This is going to be fun.

Get her!

- No, you guys!

- Get out.

- I know the way outta here.

Now either you go with me or you die.

- Ain't nobody goin' nowhere.

- Come on.

- Just what we need, one more little negro.

- I'm gonna lose my job for this.

But I don't care.

- You just lost your job.

And nobody's going anywhere.

- You gonna shoot?

Shoot.

- Don't move.

- Okay, you got it.

- So, it's gonna be you and me, huh?

- I'm not fighting you, Lisa.

- If you have a fight with anybody, it should be her.

- What are you talking about?

You know who's doin' the drugs here.

You know it.

- Lori, what is--

- Lori, here's the new girl.

- You have pretty eyes.