"Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country. "

I guess you just wanna make it hard on everybody.

Well, let's see how you feel after some time in the tank. Y'all come.

All of us? Just you.

- What's the charge? - Pissin' me off.

Is that a felony or a misdemeanor? That's it!

You're cleaner than most of the ones we get around here.

You smell nice. I expect you'll be popular.

Do you realize you have to read me my rights?

Or at least find someone who can read to do it for you.

A little gamy in here. Not much ventilation, huh?

How's the chow?

You know, you really shouldn't wear so much eye makeup. It makes you look cheap.

You're sittin' on my bunk.

Sorry. Shut up!

Take your pants off.

Ah, I don't even know your name.

Bend over.

Ben? Nice to meet you. Victor Hugo.

You wouldn't happen to have a middle name, would you? Everybody else here seems to.

- What are you in for, Ben? - Molesting a dead horse.

Ooh, there's no crime in that.

That's your right as an American. I'm tryin' to cut down myself.

His missus hit him on the head with a ball pein hammer whilst he was eatin' sausage...

and almost choked him to death.

Okay, beautiful, let's hope another long night in the tank has sobered you up.

Ben?

If I don't hear from you on Valentine's Day, I'll be very disappointed.