DOCTORS We want them young We want them fresh We 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?