Chicago Massacre: Richard Speck

[first lines]

Richard Speck:
Hell, if they knew how much fun I was havin' in here, they'd let me loose.

Richard Speck:
This is my dinner, a pickle and some peanuts.

Stewardess in Bar:
That's like pregnancy food. Just need some ice cream.

Richard Speck:
Do you wanna get pregnant?

Stewardess in Bar:
Not 'til I have my M-R-S degree.

Hobo:
Why would you wanna go on a do somethin' like that to yourself?

Richard Speck:
Does it matter?

Hobo:
Sure it matters. When a man decides this here earth ain't right no more, it matters.

Richard Speck:
Well, I just seemed like dyin'. I figured if I died it wouldn't be no big deal. I just didn't think it would take so goddamn long.

Hobo:
Well, nobody said it was gonna be easy.

Richard Speck:
Aw, the cuttin' easy. It's the dyin' part that's the son of a b*tch.

Hobo:
You got the devil inside you son. The devil himself.

Richard Speck:
Oh yeah, he's up in there somewhere doin' a waltz.

Sondra:
I want to look him right in the eye and let the devil know that there's a warrior in his midst.

Richard Speck:
I tell ya, I might just have to move to Washington, DC, they got a hell of a crime rate there. That might be just the town for a guy like me.

Dr. Ziphoryn:
That's a good beginning, Richard. Accepting responsibility for your actions is the first step on the road to recovery.

Richard Speck:
[scoffs] No, no, no, no, no, no... You got it all wrong, doc. I ain't interested in recoverin'. I'm inhuman. I'm not a, a man. Or a woman. I just do what I please.

Dr. Ziphoryn:
Richard, do you realize that you're going to be in this jail for the rest of your life?

Richard Speck:
Don't make no difference.

Tyrone:
Richie, why don't you turn off the camera so we can have some fun...

Richard Speck:
Nah, I want everyone out there to see how I run this here cell block. I want everyone to see that Richard F. Speck has all the control.