What's your hurry, sweet-buns? Come back here anytime; *I'll* give you something to squeal...

Manly:

[Melissa has come to see Frank in Gateway's infirmary]
... Thirty-minute visit, Leone. Compliments of the warden. Don't waste it. Melissa:
So how are you feeling? Frank Leone:
Better than I was yesterday, thanks. Manly:
Half an hour. [He leers at Melissa] Manly:
If you need any help, just give me a call, huh? I'll give her some action she'll never forget. [He retires] Melissa:
Are they all like that? Frank Leone:
Some are worse. But don't worry about it. You look great. Melissa:
And you look... Frank Leone:
No, don't tell me what I look like. I'm doing my best not to think about it. Melissa:
I've missed you so much... No more separations. Promise? Frank Leone:
My sentiments exactly. [Manly reappears, leering at Melissa] Manly:
Nice view. Time's up, Leone. Melissa:
What's the matter with you? Manly:
What part of "Time's up" don't you understand? Melissa:
The warden said Half an hour. Manly:
The warden just changed his mind. Melissa:
What? Why? Look, I wanna talk to The warden. Manly:
What you wanna do is keep your mouth shut, fix your clothes, and get out. Let's go, lady. [He grabs Melissa and drags her toward the exit] Frank Leone:
Don't touch her. [Manly turns and glares at him dangerously] Manly:
What did you say to me? "Don't touch her?" You're a slow learner, pal; you know that? Melissa:
Hey, don't bother to point the way out; I'll find it on my own. Manly:
What's your hurry, sweet-buns? Come back here anytime; *I'll* give you something to squeal over. [Melissa winces in disgust, then storms out]