Sweet Poison

Bobby:
Alright, who's gonna share the bed with me? Huh? You gotta make a decision. I've spend the last three years in prison so... don't make a difference to me. I prefer a woman but a man will do it, we fix. [laughs] It's a little joke. You two stay on the floor. And if it's any comfort to you, Henry, you're not my type.

Henry:
Divorce papers. When you sign it, we'll no longer be married. You're entitled to nothing. No settlement, no alimony. Not a penny.

Charlene:
But why?

Henry:
So you don't spend the rest of your life in prison. [to his lawyer] Give her a bus fare. Anywhere she wants to go.

Charlene:
Kill him, Henry! Kill him!