Vincent: They project onto you their flaws, what they don't like about themselves. I had a father like that. Max: Mothers are worse. Vincent: Wouldn't know. My mother died before I remember her. Max: What about your father? Vincent: Hated everything ...
Vincent: [Visiting Ida] Flowers? Max: It's the money. Won't mean a thing to her. Vincent: [Staring him down] She carried you in her womb for nine months. If you can buy flowers, buy flowers.
Vincent: Most people - same job, same gig, doing the same thing 10 years from now. Us, we don't know what we are doing 10 minutes from now.
[warning Max when two policemen have them pulled over] Vincent: If you open that trunk, they go inside.
Vincent: You attract attention, you're going to get people killed who didn't need to be.
Traffic Cop #2: Hey, is this blood up here on your windshield? Max: Yeah, uh, yeah. I hit a deer. Traffic Cop #1: You hit a deer? Max: Yeah, over on, uh, it was on Slauson. Traffic Cop #1: A South Central deer?
Pedrosa: What's up? Why do you want to know about our case? Fanning: Any unusual activity tonight? Pedrosa: Like what? Fanning: That relates to a series of murders in Wilshire Central or West Hollywood? Pedrosa: All quiet on the western front. Variou...
Vincent: [after the nightclub shootout] Only thing that didn't show up is the Polish cavalry.
Vincent: You're alive. I saved you. Do I get any thanks? No. All you can do is clam up. You wanna talk? Tell me to fuck off? Max: Fuck off.
Max: Why didn't you just kill me and get another cab driver? Vincent: Cause you're good. We're in this together. Fates intertwined. Cosmic Coincidence.
[preparing to impersonate Vincent and meet with his bosses] Max: How long have you been doing this? In case anyone asks? Vincent: Private sector? Six years. Max: Uh... you get health benefits? Pension...? Vincent: No, and no paid vacation. Quit stall...
[Max is on the radio dispatch with his boss, Lenny] Max: Yeah, Lenny, what's up? It's me. Lenny: Just got off the phone with the cops. Desk sergeant called to check if you brought the cab in? Max: Yeah, so? Lenny: So, aside from I hate talking to cop...
[over the dispatch system] Lenny: Still there? I'm talking to you. Max. Max! Vincent: He's not paying you a damn thing. Lenny: Who the hell is this? Vincent: Albert Ricardo, Assistant U.S. Attorney, a passenger in this cab, and I'm reporting you to t...
Max: [about Vincent] Definitely not from around here.
Max: [after seeing the guy fall on his cab's roof] My man, you all right?
Vincent: Someday my dream will come. One night you'll wake up and you'll discover it never happened. It's all turned around on you and it never will. Suddenly you are old, didn't happened and it never will, 'cause you were never going to do it anyway...
Vincent: You got ten minutes. 10:01? I drive the cab to the hospital and execute your mother on my way out of town, and don't pretend indifference. Max: I can't do this.
Vincent: Of all the cabbies in L.A. I get Max, Sigmund Freud meets Dr. Ruth.
