| Arlo Guthrie | Group W is where they putcha if you may not be moral enough to join the army after committin' your special crime. There was all kinds of mean, nasty ugly-lookin' people on the bench there. There was mother rapers... father stabbers... father rapers... Father rapers! Sittin' right there on the bench next to me! |
| Officer Obie | Want your wallets and your belts. Put everything on the desk. | |
| Arlo Guthrie | I can understand you wanting our wallets, so we don't have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you want our belts for? | |
| Officer Obie | Kid, we don't want any hanging. | |
| Arlo Guthrie | Obie, do you think we're gonna hang ourselves for littering? |
| Arlo Guthrie | Just what I've always wanted. | |
| Alice Brock | A restaurant? | |
| Arlo Guthrie | No, a friend with a restaurant. |
| Alice Brock | Take off those handcuffs! | |
| Officer Obie | You're interfering in the performance of my duties. | |
| Alice Brock | You're a meathead - haven't you play-acted cop enough for one day? | |
| Officer Obie | This side is reserved for officers of the law and criminals. | |
| Alice Brock | Pig-eyed idiot! | |
| Officer Obie | Alice, I've had enough garbage for one day, yours and theirs. | |
| Alice Brock | Stupid bastard! | |
| Officer Obie | Alice... | |
| Alice Brock | Cradle hopper! | |
| Officer Obie | Alice! | |
| Alice Brock | Turkey raper! |
| Arlo Guthrie | Obie, when do we get our bread and water? | |
| Officer Obie | Shut up, kid. |
| Arlo Guthrie | Girdles feel funny. |
| Arlo Guthrie | What funny smell? |
| Criminal | Kid, what'd you get? | |
| Arlo Guthrie | I didn't get nothin'. I had to pay fifty dollars, and pick up the garbage. |
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