Bernie Rose: Here's what I'm prepared to offer. You give me the money, the girl is safe. Forever. Nobody knows about her. She's off the map. I can't offer you the same. So, this is what I would suggest. We conclude our deal. We'll shake hands. You start the rest of your life. Any dreams you have, or plans, or hopes for your future... I think you're going to have to put that on hold. For the rest of your life you're going to be looking over your shoulder. I'm just telling you this because I want you to know the truth. But the girl is safe.
Standard: Do you want to hear how mommy and me met?
Standard: Yeah? Okay. We were at a party. And she was nineteen years old.
Standard: You weren't seventeen.
Irene: I was.
Standard: Wow. So it was illegal. [Laughs.] All right. So I illegally walked over to a seventeen year old girl. And I walk up and I say "Hello, Miss. What is your name?" And she didn't say anything. And then I said "Well my name is Standard Gabriel." Then what did you say?
Irene: I said "Where's the deluxe version?"
Standard: You know, we're here celebrating but it's a shameful thing... What I did. And I have a lot of making up to do to everyone. But second chances are rare. Right? And that's worth celebrating.
Bearded Redneck: You're Shannon's buddy right? We met last year. You drove me and my brother back from Palm Springs. We hired another wheelman. I spent six months in jail. My brother, he got himself killed. I got this sweet job coming up.
Driver: How 'bout this. You shut your mouth. Or I'll kick your teeth down your throat and I'll shut it for you.
Bearded Redneck: Nice seein' you again.
Driver: If I drive for you, you get your money. You tell me where we start, where we're going, where we're going afterwards. I give you five minutes when we get there. Anything happens in that five minutes and I'm yours. No matter what. Anything a minute on either side of that and you're on your own. I don't sit in while you're running it down. I don't carry a gun. I drive.
Shannon: He wouldn't be able to find pussy in a whore house.
Bernie Rose: My partner is a belligerent asshole with his back up against a wall, and now, so am I.