Cliff Taylor: I'll be back in a couple of days. Chuck Martin: I feel sorry for you. You're gunna have the parole agents on your tail thicker than flies. Cliff Taylor:
They can camp in my pockets if they want.
Parole Officer Masters: Parolees are supposed to be impervious to insults. Cliff Taylor: I'd rather see you with a hole in your head than in the pen. Chuck Martin: They always put your picture in the paper when they grab ya, but they never do when they spring ya. Cliff Taylor: I hope you get just what you want all tied up in a pink ribbon and handed to you on a platter. So long, honey. Chuck Martin: It's no use. I ain't got a chance. Anyway, I ain't got no love for that hot seat. Cliff Taylor: What's the matter Peggy: Nothing. Cliff Taylor: Oh, you're just crying to make sure you haven't forgotten how.