[There is a mad scramble and a sound like clanking metal. Hoffman is scrambling to try and get up from his bed.]

Do you know what felt the best? [He laughed] I'll tell you. I'll tell you, it was the knowledge that every single time I fucking kill you? You know you're not going back to your mommy and daddy!

[He's foaming at the mouth] Get that through your head. I'll call a fucking warden every single time! I want you to come back to this hell hole and know you'll never see them again!

Then, then, then you'll know how I fucking feel!