DOCTORS
We want them young
We want them freshWe want them
We want them now!
INMATES
We want our freedom from this prison
Help us!
Please let us out!
NEW INMATE
I should be home by now
Someone will come for me
DR. STOCKILL
It was they who sent you to our fine institution
You′re difficult, we are the solution
God, didn't you know, didn′t you think, didn't you see?
Fool!
DOCTORS
Look to your neighbors
To your friends
Look to your daughters
To your wives
You must release them to our care
You are endangering your lives
Let us relieve you of your burden
From the fear you're living in
Protect yourself from their corruption
From their wickedness and sin
INMATES
It′s far too crowded in this cell
We are not living—we′re in hell!
When will the tables finally turn?
When will they fall?
DOCTORS
When will they burn?
