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?