The Sweeney1975

[to Charlie Pearce, a local villain]

Det. Insp. Jack Regan:
[menacingly] You don't know what it's like in the nick do you? You can't breathe for the stink of sweaty bodies, stale food and slop-outs. It's horrible, Charlie. And then there's the noise: doors slamming, keys rattling, yard boots on the cat-walk, the tannoy blaring out all day, every day, Charlie. And when they bang you up for the night, there's some hairy great con wanting you to be "nice" to him. You'll love that, Charlie. And when you come out you've got form. No-one wants to know you, Charlie. You can't get a job. No one will give you a room. You're a social leper. Villains use you. Coppers put you in the frame. You're usually back inside within a 12-month.