All language subtitles for 1950 Caged

’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, Cassie.

’You know the way blindfolded.’

Heard you was falling back in.

Still got you scrubbing, Meta?
Give me some skin!

Ah, 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.

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, 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-it’s
a church on State Street.

I forget it’s name. I think..

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, so, mom let us move in
with her and my stepfather.

Well, Tom was always
fighting with Gus.

’That’s my stepfather.’

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

Get to the crime.

Whe-when Tom drove
into that gas station..

...I stayed in the car while,
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 forty dollars.

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

Don’t try to kid me,
how old are you really?

Nineteen.

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.

9-8-3-5-0.

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 mouth.

Teeth sound.

Lung tap sound.

Heart excited,
but strong enough.

’What’s the matter?’

I-I feel a little sick.

Get that way often?

Say, you expecting company?

Oh..

- I-I don’t know.
- ’Another pregnant one.’

’Get up.’

You know who the father is?

My husband.

’Could he help
with the expenses?’

He’s dead.

- Get dressed.
- Shall I put down "pregnant?"

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-can I write a letter
to my mother?

No. Not while
you’re in isolation.

You gotta stay here until
your blood tests comes back.

So for two weeks, there’ll be no
mail, no visitors, no nothing.

Welcome..

...to Lysol Lane.

Did-did you just get in today?

Ha.

I’m on the last lap.

Ten to 20, they had
to put me in here, no...

...beds in the infirmary.

I’m sick.

I got it bad.

Oh, I-I’m sorry.

’Sometimes you get a
matron who’s a louse.’

Sometimes you get a good egg.

Yahee-yahee, 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-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.

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, uh, 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?

Maria Allen.

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?’

Those-those other women,
the way they talked to me

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-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 ten months.

Oh, but-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.

Don’t worry.

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

Well, 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.

Oh, I-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, 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.

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?

Why, 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.

’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 stepfather’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.

Uh, 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.

Ha, you’re doing okay.

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

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

That took guts.

How much time
are you pulling?

One to 15 years..

...but I come up
for parole in ten months.

Just a hot minute.

What’s your rap?

- Robbery.
- Hm.

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 alright.

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!
- Lootie!

Millie! Dottie! Look at.

Did you read all about
me in the papers?

They even had my picture.

Mm-hmm.

Get those things out of here.

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

Get back to the bullpen!

Squealer! How did
you get word to Benton?

Oh, I-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.

- 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. Huh!

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.

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

...like I was.

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

Your husband in the stir?

He was killed in a holdup.

If he was alive,
he’d have another dame

when you get out anyway.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

How many jobs did you pull
before they nabbed you?

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

You will.

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!

I don’t belong in here.

I’m Georgia Harrison.

Father!

Father!

’Oh, Father!’

- No. No! No!
- Grab her.

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?

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?

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 alright 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.

Well, how do I look?

Oh, fine.

3 o’clock. 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.

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.

The twister and the slammer.

Three hundred and
sixty-five more nights and days.

And I wake up.

Get a load of the new 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.

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.

’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.

’I’ve delivered kids
in here by the dozen.’

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.

- Please 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.

- Howl?
- 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
eight thousand dollars

instead of
eighty thousand dollars.

Can’t you understand
that in the long run

eighty thousand dollars 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’s downstairs
in the visiting room.

Can she come up
and see the baby?

It’s against orders.

Mom.

Marie, baby, you
feeling alright 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.

’Oh, mom,
you’re gonna love him.’

’Already he’s got hair,
the same color as Tom’s.’

’But-but he’s got your eyes.’

I can’t take the baby.

’Well, I want to.’

’What woman my age
don’t want a grandchild?’

But your stepfather
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.’

Mom, stop crying.

Tom’s folks are dead.
If you won’t take him

they’ll put him up for adoption.

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 gotta take him!
You gotta 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.

Line up, you tramps! This
ain’t no upstairs delicatessen.

Time for count.

- Lewis, Millie.
- Christianson, Velma.

- Stark, Kitty.
- Taylor, Alice.

- Allen, Marie.
- 3 o’clock 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. Ha-ha-ha.

Wait till Kitty Stark
sees this.

- Are they friends?
- Friends?

They hate
each other’s guts. Ha.

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-ho-ho!

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-my husband

wouldn’t listen to reason.

I couldn’t leave him.
I loved him.

Now, what type of
work can you do?

I could be a salesgirl
or wait tables..

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

This report states,
your stepfather

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-maybe it would be better
if I lived alone.

Anyplace 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 nineteen.’

Uh...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
in 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.’

Oh.

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.

’Skinny takes me
out in a rowboat.’

He begins criticizing
my family, though.

And to make it
worse, he slaps me.

So I slapped 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 them for?

Well, they kept on comin’ up.

Pipe the new fish.

- ’Get a load of Elvira Powell.’
- Hello, girls.

Help me, I never saw such an
old looking bunch of bags.

I’ve checked in here
for maybe six months.

Grand jury is having
itself a little fun.

So in order to save some of
my friend’s embarrassment

I got myself a phony wrap

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
with my lawyers, Big Davis

there’s a 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. This isn’t my
first year away from home.

Her name is Marie Allen.

If I said no to Kitty, I’m sure
not going to 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
wing clipped first trip out.

Now let’s see.

If this is the jewelry counter..

...what counter would
be over there?

That’s perfume, glove.

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..

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 extra in it for you

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

- Merry Christmas, girls.
- Merry Christmas!

- Merry Christmas.
- Oh, how pretty.

I, 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.

♪ Bird in a cage love ♪

♪ Bird in a cage ♪

♪ Waiting for Willie
to come back to me ♪

♪ Roses are red love
violets are blue ♪

♪ God in heaven
knows I love you ♪

♪ Write me a letter
write it today ♪

♪ Stamp it tomorrow
send it away ♪

♪ Write me a letter
send it by mail ♪

♪ Send and direct it
to Lexington jail ♪♪

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.

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.

- 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.

’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.

and bread and
water never killed anyone.

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 ten
before you sent that.

Benton sure means business.

Medford, 5342.

I can’t afford to lose
my job, Evy. I got debts.

- 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.

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 they 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?

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, 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!’

’Stop it!’

’Naomi Bates.’

Honest, sometimes I wish
that old lady of mine

would stop writing me.

"I sure wish you could be
out by Easter

"so you could see
your kid brother

"graduate from high school."

She must think
I’m in a country club

taking a rest cure.

- I got news for her.
- ’Nina Christiansen.’

My kid brother’s gonna
get graduated without me.

Judas Priest!

’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.

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.. Ah!

Kill her! Kill her!
Kill her! Kill her!

Kindly omit flowers.

Sunday.

Nothing for me to do except
think about the next ten 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’ve 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 birdbrains
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.

Forty 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.

Quiet.

No, that’s alright.

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.

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 six cents a day
for laundry work.

Deduct ten days for having
a baby, three days solitary

that’s 502 days times six 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.

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, 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 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.