Dog Pound

[first lines]

Davis' Girl:
Ah! Not some of that sh*t.

Davis:
Shut the f*** up, b*tch!

Davis' Girl:
Don't call me a b*tch.

Goodyear:
This is not a punishment. It's for your own good.

Butch:
Let's f***in' go, man!

Phillips:
We're not gonna have any of this bullshit on my court this morning. You ain't no wiggers, no n*ggers, no f***in' crackers. I don't give a sh*t what you think you is! You a bunch of stray dogs that we got locked up in this dog pound! And you all stink the same. Now mix this sh*t up!

Goodyear:
Wakey, wakey, hands off snakey.

Goodyear:
Well, what fresh hellions are these?

Harrel:
What makes me angry is that I'm not next to you at night, Miss Biggs.

Butch:
I don't like sneaky people doing sneaky sh*t behind my back.

Meakin:
I don't know what the f*** you're talking about, but we have a system here.

Butch:
F*** your system. Today's my way.

Max:
Eating's like making love, man. It's a ritual, you know? You got your appetizer. I sniff... deeply into her scalp and grab onto her firm-but-voluptuous hips, nibble just ever so gently on the earlobe. I mean, girls, they go wild for that.

Butch:
Why don't you just skip the appetizer and go straight to the main course?

Max:
Well, what is the main course?

Butch:
Main course: you bust a nut, she bounces; play video games, do whatever the f*** you want and then you go to sleep.

Max:
You're an animal, you know that? You disgust me.