Collateral

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.

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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.

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Vincent: What's your name? Max: Max. Vincent: Max. I'm Vincent. 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 biggest economy in the world and nobody knows each other. I read about this guy who gets on the MTA here, dies. Max: Oh. Vincent: Six hours he's riding the subway before anybody notices his corpse doing laps around L.A., people on and off sitting next to him. Nobody notices.

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Max Durocher: [Ramone Ayala's corpse falls onto the roof of Max's windshield, frightening him] OH NO!!! SHIT!!! [gets out of his cab] What the hell?! My man, are you alright?! [looks at the window where he fell] Fuck! [Vincent shows up] Hey, Hey. He fell on the cab! He fell from up there on the motherfucking cab! Shit, I think he's dead! Vincent: Good guess. Max Durocher: You...you killed him? Vincent: No, I shot him. The bullets and the fall killed him. [pulls out his gun and aims it at Max] Red light, Max! Max Durocher: Whoah, hold on, hold on. Vincent: Put your hands down. Put your hands down! Max Durocher: Okay, okay. Vincent: Okay, help me out. Pop the trunk. Max Durocher: What? Vincent: Pop the trunk. [Max opens up the trunk] Max Durocher: Come on. What are you doing? Vincent: I'm gonna roll him off the roof. Can't leave him here, so unless you want him upfront with you, but given the hygene...[rolls Ramone's corpse off the roof of Max's taxi] It's only a dead guy. Grab his hands

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Vincent: Lady Macbeth, we're sitting here and the light's green. Leave the seats. You no longer have the cleanest cab in La-La Land. You gotta live with that. Focus on the job. Drive. 7565 Fountain. You know it? Max Durocher: West Hollywood. Vincent: How long you figure? Max Durocher: I don't know, man, 17 minutes. Why? Oh, no. No, no, no. Hold on, man. Vincent: I told you we had other stops to make tonight. Max Durocher: You said you had to go and visit some friends. Vincent: Well, they're somebody's friends. You drive a cab, I make my rounds, you might make it through the night, come out 700 bucks ahead. Max Durocher: I'm not trying to piss you off, but I can't do this. I can't drive you while you go around killing people. It ain't my job. Vincent: Tonight it is. Max Durocher: Look, you don't get it. I mean it. I mean it. I'm not up for this. Vincent: Okay, hey, hey, hey. You're stressed. I understand that. Now, you just keep breathing and stay calm. Okay, look, here's the deal. Man,

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Vincent: Hands on the wheel. Max Durocher: Why? Vincent: Because I say so. (ties up Max's hands to the steering wheel with zip tie) Lenny: Max, Max! You out there you son of a bitch?! Vincent: Who is that? Max Durocher: That's Lenny. It's just dispatch. Lenny: Max, I know you're out there. Answer the goddamn call. Vincent: What happens if you don't? Max Durocher: He just keeps calling me. Lenny: Max, answer. Max Durocher: 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 Durocher: Yeah, so? Lenny: So, aside from I hate talking to cops, they tell me you crashed the goddamn cab? Max Durocher: No, no, I got crashed into. I didn't... Lenny: Do I care what, where, why? You're paying. Vincent: [to Max] It was an accident. You're not liable. Max Durocher: It was an accident. I'm not liable. Lenny: Bullshit. I'm making you liable. It's coming out of your goddamn pocket. Vincent: [to Max] You tell him to st

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