Vincent: Max, six billion people on the planet, you're getting bent out of shape cause of one fat guy. Max: Well, who was he? Vincent: What do you care? Have you ever heard of Rwanda? Max: Yes, I know Rwanda. Vincent: Well, tens of thousands killed b...
[last lines] Vincent: Guy gets on the subway and dies. Think anybody'll notice?
Vincent: Get with it. Millions of galaxies of hundreds of millions of stars, in a speck on one in a blink. That's us, lost in space. The cop, you, me... Who notices?
Vincent: Look in the mirror. Paper towels, clean cab. Limo company some day. How much you got saved? Max: That ain't any of your business. Vincent: Someday? Someday my dream will come? One night you will wake up and discover it never happened. It's a...
Vincent: Take comfort in knowing you never had a choice.
[after Vincent and Max load a corpse into the cab's trunk] Vincent: Lets go. Max: Hey, why don't you just take the cab? Vincent: Take the cab? Max: Yeah, you take it. I'll - I'll chill. I'll - I'll just chill. They don't even know who's driving these...
Max: Hey. [stuttering] Max: He, he, he fell on the cab. He fell, he fell from up there on the motherfucking cab. Shit. I think he's dead. Vincent: Good guess. Max: You killed him? Vincent: No, I shot him. Bullets and the fall killed him.
Max: I can't drive you around while you're killing folks. It ain't my job! Vincent: Tonight it is.
Fanning: [cops are in alley outside Ramon's apartment] Ramon went through that window... splat. Glass here, then tires rolled over it. Richard Weidner: Maybe he jumped. Fanning: Sure... he's depressed so he jumps four stories out of a window onto his...
Max: First time in L.A.? Vincent: No. Tell you the truth, whenever I'm here I can't wait to leave. It's too sprawled out, disconnected. You know? That's me. You like it? Max: It's my home. Vincent: 17 million people. This is got to be the fifth bigge...
Vincent: Okay, look, here's the deal. Man, you were gonna drive me around tonight, never be the wiser, but El Gordo got in front of a window, did his high dive, we're into Plan B. Still breathing? Now we gotta make the best of it, improvise, adapt to...
Vincent: There's no good reason, there's no bad reason to live or to die. Max: Then what are you? Vincent: I'm indifferent.
Annie: Well, how many cabbies do you know get you into an argument to save you money? Max: If there were two of us I'd have to kill the other one. I don't like competition.
Max: I'm not taking you to see my mother. Vincent: Since when was any of this negotiable?
Max: You're full of shit. Vincent: I'm full of shit? You're a monument of it. You even bullshitted yourself, all I am is taking out the garbage, killing bad people. Max: Yeah, well that's what you said. Vincent: You believed me? Max: Then what'd they...
Vincent: Yo, homie. Is that my briefcase?
[after Max crashes the cab] Vincent: Well, that was brilliant...
Vincent: Max, I do this for a living!
