Oh, for Pete’s sake! For Pete’s sake, he’s fleeing the interview. He’s fleeing the interview!
Since I’ve been warden, a few people have tried to escape. Most of them have been recaptured; those that haven’t have been killed or drowned in the bay. No one has ever escaped from Alcatraz. And no one ever will!
What Evelle here is trying to say is that we felt that the institution no longer had anything to offer us.
Who’s the head bull-goose loony around here?
People always call a madhouse “someplace”, don’t they? “Put her in someplace!”
Talk to me about getting well and coming back to reality.
Mother! Oh god, Mother!
Ash. Any suggestions from you or Mother?
Give my daughter the shot!
My wife makes me take off my clothes in the garage. Then she leaves out a bucket of warm water and some soap. And then she douses everything in hand sanitizer after I leave. I mean, she’s overreacting, right?
You’re a fuckin’ mumbling, stuttering little fuck. You know that?
I know what you are, but what am I?
Oh yeah, you blend.
Texas? Ain’t no real cowboys from Texas, we’re from New Mexico
We are the Threeee Ahhhh-migos!
I see four musketeers.
Ice, we’ve got a problem here… I’m bringing up four aircraft on radar… not one pair, TWO pair… repeat, FOUR bogeys.
-“BB”-
Sir, I have to report there are four stowaways in the forward hatch.
Houston, we have a problem.
Houston on fire. Will history blame me, or the bees?