Said: Husseini Mershah! You saw that I was dying and yet you walked away? You wanted me to die!
Mershah: No, minister--
Said: NO! This man is not our brother! He is our enemy! As of this moment, this man is cast out! No Muslim will speak to him, look him in the eye, or acknowledge him! You wanted the death of another? Well, right now you're dead to us all!

Said: I would give my life for you.
Keane: You gonna have to.

Said: Now, I am not saying that the men in Oz are innocent. I am saying they are not here because of the crimes that they committed, but because of the color of their skin, the lack of education, the fact that they are poor. You see, this riot is not about getting smoking back, conjugal rights, it's not even about life in prison. It's about society taking responsibility. It's about the whole horrid judicial system. And we don't need more prisons, bigger prisons, better prisons. We need better justice. Now what can you do about that?

Said: You wanna SEE the nigger in ME!
[continues beating Robson to a pulp]

Schillinger: (upon hearing that Keller was stabbed in the back) Mr. Keller's got about three or four assholes now!

Schillinger: [upon seeing Beecher dressed in drag] My God! You're even prettier than I thought you'd be!

Schillinger: But Beecher knows too much about both of us. He's gotta die.
Keller: Yeah.
Schillinger: I'll deal with it.
Keller: No, I'll kill Beecher.
Schillinger: You?
Keller: Before I whack him, I just wanna fuck him in the ass one more time.

Schillinger: Hey there, sweet pea. How was church? You feeling all sanctified and pure? Get undressed. We're taking a shower.
Beecher: I already had a shower.
Schillinger: Oh, that's all right. When I'm done with you, you'll need another one.

Schillinger: I don't want any trouble.
Beecher: No, of course not! You get into a fight, you fuck up your parole! And I hear that for the next few months, you're gonna be a good little boy so you can get out of Oz and save your two sons. You know, I think that's great. But what I'm wondering is: what if Vern never gets out? What if, as he comes up for parole, he gets into a brawl? A knock-down drag-out with his old roomie! What if, every time he comes up for parole, Vern gets into some ugly incident and has to serve his entire sentence? And his two sons, they become monsters. (laughs) That's just what I'm wondering about.

Schillinger: I got a job for you to do, for the Brotherhood.
Hank: How much?
Schillinger: How much what?
Hank: How much cash?
Schillinger: $2,000.
Hank: I'm all yours, daddy.

Schillinger: I had a visit from my sons. They're almost out of their teens now, almost men. Yesterday my boys sat there across from me ranting and raging. They were both fucked up on drugs. They know I hate drugs, that I'm in here because I hate drugs and because I love them. I got about three months until I'm up for parole. All I want to do is get out of here, be there for them. Try to help my kids. That's all.
McManus: If I put you back into Em City, you'll kill Beecher.
Schillinger: If I wanted him dead, he'd already be dead.
McManus: You say you've changed. Why should I believe you?
Schillinger: (smiles) Trust me, McManus. You lose an eye, you get kicked in the balls, you get a face full of shit, you become a different man.

Schillinger: Like my tattoos? I'm going to get you one.
Beecher: No, thanks.
Schillinger: Oh, yeah, I'm going to brand you myself.
Beecher: Livestock gets branded.
Schillinger: Yeah, livestock, that's what you are... my livestock. Because now, Tobias, your ass belongs to me.

Schillinger: So Said's nigger ass is in the hole, it looks like Arif's in charge. These motherfuckers are more pissed off than ever. I want you guys to watch each other's backs. Carry weapons from now on. This shit's coming down and it's coming down hard.

Schillinger: We can rule Oz!

Schillinger: You're dead, sweetpea.
Schillinger: (realizing Keller switched the shanks) That cocksucker!