- Judge Grace Lema: Mr. Beecher, I appreciate you taking the time to see me.
- Tobias 'Toby' Beecher: Well, you know, it's a nice break from getting fucked up the ass.
- Tim McManus: Beecher.
- Judge Grace Lema: It's all right. You can speak freely. I'm afraid, in court, you never had that chance.
- Tobias 'Toby' Beecher: Would it have made a difference?
- Judge Grace Lema: No.
- Tobias 'Toby' Beecher: Lady, what do you want?
- Judge Grace Lema: I've been a judge for sixteen years. I've made over twenty-five-hundred decisions. Most of them were good. But only one has haunted me. Yours. You see, I've always prided myself on being fair. That, in my court, justice was truly blind. But, in your case, that little girl, her parents crying, you being a member of the bar, your prior arrest for DUI, the senselessness of it all, it caught up with me. I was quick-tempered and spiteful to the point where I can't tell if I gave you a fair trial. Now, seeing you like this, I - I think maybe the punishment exceeded the crime. And I'm... Well...
- Tobias 'Toby' Beecher: You're what? Sorry? Your Honor, you used all your power to crush me. But the truth is I did kill Cathy Rockwell. And as much as I tried to manipulate the legal system to get off, to get out of it, I took her life. According to the law, each crime is worth a certain number of years. You gave me a maximum of fifteen years in this *fuckhole*! Is that too much? Too harsh? Not enough? I don't know! You say you're haunted by what you did? Well, so am I. And if you came here for me to forgive you, you've come to the wrong man. He ceased to exist the day Cathy Rockwell did, and you're not gonna get any peace out of him than I do out of her.
- [gets up to leave and then sarcastically says to McManus]
- Tobias 'Toby' Beecher: Yeah, this was very therapeutic. Thanks.
- Judge Grace Lema: [Beecher walks out of the room; Lema remains seated, frozen with guilt and says softly to the spot where Beecher was] I'm sorry.
- Tim McManus: The other day before Hill's hearing I met Judge Grace Lima.
- Tobias Beecher: Oh really? How is the cunt?
- Tim McManus: She asked about you.
- Tobias Beecher: The cunt put me in here. The cunt gave me the toughest sentence possible.
- Tim McManus: She asked if she could come and see you.
- Tobias Beecher: What a cunt. You know, my trial lasted 28 days. And for every single one of those days I had to stare up at that cunt's face while she banged her cunt gavel and instructed the jury to fuck me over. I didn't have a choice. I had to see the cunt. Now I don't have to.
- Tim McManus: Yes you do.
- Tobias Beecher: You gonna force me?
- Tim McManus: Yes.
- Tobias Beecher: Why?
- Tim McManus: 'Cause I think it'll be therapeutic. Ultimately you'll thank me.
- Tobias Beecher: You know what? You're a cunt too.
- [Aryan Brotherhood Members are sitting in the cell of a homosexual inmate]
- #98H462 Richie Hanlon: What the hell are you guys doing in my room?
- Mark Mack: Richie Boy, where you been hiding all day?
- #98H462 Richie Hanlon: Get off my bunk.
- Mark Mack: I want you to suck my dick!
- #98H462 Richie Hanlon: Get Lost.
- Mark Mack: You're a fag, you suck dick, so what's the problem!
- #98H462 Richie Hanlon: I suck the dicks I wanna suck so fuck you!
- [Mack and the other Aryans beat and rape Richie both orally and anally]
- [about a possibility to get Hill a new trial]
- Kareem Said: Do you want to replace me? You wanna get Beecher to take up our cause?
- Augustus Hill: Our cause? This is not our cause, this is my fucking life! I am not you, man! I don't want to be a martyr or a fucking saint! All I want is to get out of here and be free. Either you can do that or you leave me the fuck alone!
- Kareem Said: [working on Augustus' legal defense] Augustus, we need a smoking gun. We need to find a convicted felon who was asked to give a bribe, didn't, and then was sentenced unfairly.
- Robert Rebadow: How do you know that one exists?
- Tobias 'Toby' Beecher: And, if he does, how do you find him? It's a needle in a haystack.
- Kareem Said: Quickest way to find the needle... burn the haystack.