How's about this one...
STARBUCK: You mean all the cell doors are like this one?
ASSAULT: They haven't worked in..generations.
STARBUCK: Then why don't you come out?
FORGER:[frightened] NO NO NO!!!
ADULTRESS: We're PRISONERS!!! Our fathers were prisoners; our mothers were prisoners. It is the way of the universe!
STARBUCK:[outraged] FELGERCARB!! You have rights! You're HUMAN BEINGS!! Look, if you wanna spend the rest of your lives in an Ambrosa stupor that's fine, but... What about your children?
FORGER: Well, they will contribute as we have... making Ambrosa for the Colonial Warriors!
STARBUCK[really p.o.'ed at trying to reason with a bunch of drunks] ALL THE AMBROSA HERE IS AGING OUT ON THE LOADING DOCKS!!! The Colonies long ago forgot thes penal asteroids existed. Probably thought they were lost early in the War.
CROAD[arriving with a squad of Enforcers] He lies!
STARBUCK; Yeah? Well when was the last time a Colonial freighter docked here?
CROAD[p.o.'ed] Silence him. {Enforcer fires into cell just as Starbuck nick of timely ducks back in}
STARBUCK: You're wasting your lives! You haven't helped the Colonies; just kept the Enforcers in power.
ASSAULT:[opening his cell behind Croad, curious and angered at this prospect] YOU DAGGITS!!
CROAD[nervously] BACK IN YOUR CELL, ASSAULT 9!!
ASSAULT[having none of it] IS IT?! IS WHAT HE SAYS TRUE?!!
CROAD: He's a dirty lying bootlegger!!
STARBUCK[rising like a king to parlay the news]: I...AM A COLONIAL WARRIOR!!!
{throughout the cellblock}: WARRIOR... A WARRIOR...WARRIOR
{various cell doors opening--Croad and his men are surrounded}
ADULTRESS[angrily]: Show us the Loading Dock, Croad!!!
{all hell breaks loose}