[Darby is lying paralyzed on a table]
Clyde Shelton:
These are tourniquets, so you don't bleed out, 'cause you may be here a while.
[points to an IV rig]
Clyde Shelton:
Saline solution, that should keep us going.
[tightens Darby's restraints]
Clyde Shelton:
Clamps nice and secure. Comfortable? You really are shaking. Sure you're all right?
[picks up a syringe]
Clyde Shelton:
You'll love this. Adrenaline. Now this is so you don't pass out.
[injects Darby]
Clyde Shelton:
There you go. How's it feel? Good? Now what we don't want is you swallowing your tongue, so bear with me...
[inserts a mouthpiece into Darby's mouth]
Clyde Shelton:
There we go.
[holds up a box cutter]
Clyde Shelton:
Now this is for your penis, but we'll get to that later.
[holds up a scalpel]
Clyde Shelton:
Scalpel. This is for your eyelids... in case you insist on fucking shutting them. You see, I know what it feels like to be helpless. Just like when I watched you slaughter my whole family. Oh, you can't fight fate, right, Darby...? Oh! Look, I made this especially for you.
[Cranks a full-length mirror into position over Darby, giving him a view of his whole body]
Clyde Shelton:
You like it? I didn't want you to miss anything. Now you have the best view in the house. You hear that? Your heart is beating so fast. You know, me too. Look.
[He points to the mirror, where a photo of Clyde's wife and daughter is taped to the corner]
Clyde Shelton:
Now they get to watch you suffer. They'll be the last thing you ever see... as I cut off every single one of your fucking limbs. See, I wasn't lying when I told you I wanted to keep you out of prison. That was the truth.