Collateral Quotes (2004)

Vincent: Of all the cabbies in L.A. I get Max, Sigmund Freud meets Dr. Ruth.

Max: [In the dark] Let her go.
Vincent: Max? Why? What are you gonna do about it?
[He gets shot]

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.

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.

Max: [after seeing the guy fall on his cab's roof] My man, you all right?

Max: [about Vincent] Definitely not from around here.

Annie: …Go Ahead. Say it.
Max: Say what?
Annie: No, say it. You we’re right, your way was faster.
Max: Ah, I got lucky with the lights.

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.

Max: How do you like being a lawyer?
Annie: What are you, psychic?
Max: Little bit. There’s the dark pin-stripe suit, elegant, not too flashy, that rules out advertising, plus a top-drawer briefcase that you live out of. And the purse. A Bottega. Anyway, a man gets in my cab with a sword, I figure he’s a sushi chef. You: Clarence Darrow.

Traffic Cop #2: Hey, man, what did you do, have a food fight in here?

[after Max crashes the cab]
Vincent: Well, that was brilliant…

Vincent: Yo, homie. Is that my briefcase?

[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 stalling, and get in there.

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.

Fanning: Since when is LAPD working for the Feebs?

Max: I can’t drive you around while you’re killing folks. It ain’t my job!
Vincent: Tonight it is.

Vincent: You OK?
Airport Man: Yeah, I’m fine mate, don’t worry about it.

Vincent: Guy gets on the subway and dies. Think anybody’ll notice?

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?

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