[first lines]
Rita Connors: It's okay, you can do it; I'm here to see you now. The sight of blood doesn't bother me if that's what you're worried about. Go.
[pause]
Rita Connors: The girls leave you the scissors did they? Now you've made me jealous; nobody leaves me presents like that.
[Kath moves out of shot to the corner of cell while Rita moves forward]
Rita Connors: You had all night to do it, Maxwell. Why didn't you do it then? You scared you mightn't have been found in time? You scared you might have carked it?
Kath Maxwell: [finally losing it and trying to go for her through the bars with the scissors] You bitch! You stinking bitch!
[Rita grabs her extended arm and takes the scissors]
Rita Connors: That's too easy, Maxwell.
Kath Maxwell: Go away. Just go away!
Rita Connors: You haven't put a foot right since you've been here, have you, Maxwell? Just one mistake after another.
Kath Maxwell: I dont need your help, Connors...
Rita Connors: Oh yes you do! You need me to get the screws to stop you doing it. Or would you rather bleed for awhile and make it look good?
Kath Maxwell: [crying and then almost laughing] You're trying to use psychology on me?
Rita Connors: [laughs] I'm glad you could see the funny side of it.