- [last lines]
- Ole Munch: Before the boat, the man lived on the moors and ate fleas from the rats. He was frightened all the time. Then one day, a man comes on a wealthy horse and offers him two coins and a meal. But the food was not food.
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: What was it?
- Ole Munch: It was sin. The sins of the rich. Greed, envy, disgust. They were bitter, the sins. But he ate them all, for her was starving. From then on, the man does not sleep or grow old. He cannot die. He has no dreams. All that is left... is sin.
- [pause]
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: It feels like that, I know. What they do to us, make us swallow. Like it's our fault. But you want to know the cure?
- [takes a biscuit and holds it out to Munch]
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: You got to eat something made with love and joy... and be forgiven.
- [Munch hesitantly takes the biscuit, then takes a bite and smiles]
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: Why must debt be paid? I understand keeping a promise. But people always say debt must be paid. Except what if you can't? If you're too poor or you lose your job? Maybe there's a death in the family. Isn't the better thing, the more humane thing, to say the debt should be forgiven? Isn't that who we should be?
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: I know you had a mom back there, across the sea. And she loved you. If someone came for her, don't you think she would have done whatever it took to get back to you?
- Ole Munch: You say that as if life's a circle. But it's a line. Mother is the start. This is the other side.
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: [pause] Well, I don't know what that means. What I'm saying is, it's a choice. You made a choice.
- Lorraine Lyon: Well, I just came by to say I hope you've settled in, because now your real punishment will begin.
- Roy Tillman: My what?
- Lorraine Lyon: [turns to Indira] Wait outside, please.
- Indira Olmstead: Are you sure?
- Lorraine Lyon: Oh, we'll be fine, won't we, Roy?
- Roy Tillman: Peachy.
- [Indira leaves]
- Lorraine Lyon: You're right. She does have principles. Now, where was I? Oh, yes, punishment. Did you know that 85% of all prisoners are in debt? Hundreds if not thousands of dollars, interest accruing, their families put out on the street. Well, I've started a fund to help certain prisoners free themselves from this burden. A private fund, plus a little fresh cash each month in their commissary accounts. Vaseline, Vienna sausages, that kind of thing.
- Roy Tillman: Which prisoners?
- Lorraine Lyon: Oh... that one, I think.
- [points out a burly prisoner, who leers at Roy]
- Lorraine Lyon: And him over there with the scars. Oh, and all of the men on cell block D. And B. And A.
- Roy Tillman: [swallows] Well, that's mighty Christian of you.
- Lorraine Lyon: Oh, no, this has nothing to do with that book. It's an older text, written on stone tablets in the age of the skull fuckers.
- Roy Tillman: Did Nadine put you up to this?
- Lorraine Lyon: Please. She's a Girl Scout. I fight my own battles, and you need to pay for what you've taken.
- Roy Tillman: So you want me dead.
- Lorraine Lyon: No, I want you alive for a very, very long time. But while you live... I want you to feel everything your wives felt. Every blow, each humiliation... Fear.
- [a flash of fear passes across Roy's face]
- Roy Tillman: I'm not afraid of you.
- Lorraine Lyon: It's not me you should be afraid of.
- [passes Roy a pack of cigarettes]
- Lorraine Lyon: These might come in handy.
- Gator Tillman: Nadine?
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: Gator.
- Gator Tillman: Nadine... I'm sorry...
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: It's okay. It's over now.
- [hugs him]
- Gator Tillman: Did you really see my mom?
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: [hesitates] No, hon. I thought I did. But she was just a beautiful angel in a dream.
- Gator Tillman: Would you... come visit me... in jail?
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: [tenderly] With cookies. You still like oatmeal raisin?