Officer Mineo: Congratulations! It's a boy! A bouncing, baby boy. Your son arrived yesterday.
Schillinger: Which unit's he in?
Officer Mineo: Your favorite: Emerald City.

Pancamo: In his day, Antonio Napa was a great man. He was like a father to me. Well, more like an uncle.

Said: (checking in a new inmate) Number? Number?
Andrew: 9-9-S-3-3-3. (grabs his bedding and walks away)
Said: (to another inmate) That boy's last name. Know what it was? Schillinger.

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

Shirley: Show me your prick.
Richie: What?
Shirley: You show me your prick, and I'll show you my pussy.
Richie: I'm gay.
Shirley: I don't care if you're Portuguese. I don't want to die without ever seeing another prick again. Show me, please show me. (He does) Wow, you must've made some boy very, very happy.

Shirley: What's this thing between you and Vern? Every time he comes in here, you boys snarl at each other.
Richie: It's a long story.
Shirley: I've got no other appointments today.
Richie: That bastard is the reason I'm on Death Row. He and another Aryan creep killed a Russian. Told me if I don't confess to the murder they'd kill me.
Shirley: Death sentence either way.
Richie: Yeah.
Shirley: But if you know you're going to die, why not tell the truth?
Richie: The other one, Mark Mack, is already dead. Besides, why should the hacks listen to me now? I say Schillinger did it, they say prove it. I have no proof.
Shirley: Unless you say you did it together.
Richie: What?
Shirley: Lie. Tell them that you and Vern both killed the Russian.
Richie: How does that help me get off Death Row?
Shirley: It doesn't, hon. But it does ensure his ass will be up here in the cell next to yours. Just something to consider, Richie. Just something to consider.

Sister Pete: Do you like sex with men?
Keller: I like sex. Don't you?