Euer Film des Jahres!

I don't care if you cover yourself in peanut butter and have a fifteen-hooker gangbang!

Hello Amanda. I want to play a game. Here's what happens if you lose. The device you are wearing is hooked into your jaw. When the timer in the back goes off, your mouth will be ripped open. Watch. There is only one key to remove the device. It's in the stomach of your dead cell mate. Look around Amanda. Know that I'm not lying. Better Hurry.

He doesn't want us to cut through our chains! He wants us to cut through our feet!

Yes, I'm sick, officer. Sick from the disease eating away at me inside. Sick of those who don't appreciate their blessings. Sick of those who scoff at the suffering of others. I'm sick of it all!