Vincent Hanna: Seven years in Folsom. In the hole for three. McNeil before that. McNeil as tough as they say?
Neil McCauley: You lookin’ to become a penologist?
Vincent Hanna: You lookin’ to go back? You know, I chased down some crews; guys just lookin’ to fuck up, get busted back. That you?
Neil McCauley: You must’ve worked some dipshit crews.
Vincent Hanna: I worked all kinds.
Neil McCauley: You see me doin’ thrill-seeker liquor store holdups with a “Born to Lose” tattoo on my chest?
Vincent Hanna: No, I do not.
Neil McCauley: Right. I am never goin’ back.
Vincent Hanna: Then don’t take down scores.
Neil McCauley: I do what I do best, I take scores. You do what you do best, try to stop guys like me.
Vincent Hanna: So you never wanted a regular type life?
Neil McCauley: What the fuck is that? Barbecues and ballgames?
Vincent Hanna: Yeah.
Neil McCauley: This regular-type life, that your life?
Vincent Hanna: My life? No. My life’s a disaster zone. I got a stepdaughter so fucked up because her real father’s this large-type asshole. I got a wife, we’re passing each other on the down-slope of a marriage – my third – because I spend all my time chasing guys like you around the block. That’s my life.
Neil McCauley: A guy told me one time, “Don’t let yourself get attached to anything you are not willing to walk out on in 30 seconds flat if you feel the heat around the corner.” Now, if you’re on me and you gotta move when I move, how do you expect to keep a… a marriage?
Vincent Hanna: That’s an interesting point. What are you, a monk?
Neil McCauley: I have a woman.
Vincent Hanna: What do you tell her?
Neil McCauley: I tell her I’m a salesman.
Vincent Hanna: So then, if you spot me coming around that corner… you just gonna walk out on this woman? Not say good bye?
Neil McCauley: That’s the discipline.
Vincent Hanna: That’s pretty vacant, you know.
Neil McCauley: Yeah, it is what it is. It’s that or we both better go do something else, pal.
Vincent Hanna: I don’t know how to do anything else.
Neil McCauley: Neither do I.
Vincent Hanna: I don’t much want to either.
Neil McCauley: Neither do I.
Vincent Hanna: You know, I have this recurring dream. I’m sitting at this big banquet table and all the victims of all the murders I ever worked are sitting at this table and they’re staring at me with these black eyeballs because they got eight-ball hemorrhages from the head wounds and there they are, these big balloon people because I found them two weeks after they’d been under the bed. The neighbors reported the smell, and there they are, just sitting there.
Neil McCauley: What do they say?
Vincent Hanna: Nothing.
Neil McCauley: No talk?
Vincent Hanna: They don’t have anything to say. They just look at each other. They look at me. And that’s it, that’s the dream.
Neil McCauley: I have one where I’m drowning. And I gotta wake myself up and start breathing or I’ll die in my sleep.
Vincent Hanna: You know what that’s about?
Neil McCauley: Yeah. Having enough time.
Vincent Hanna: Enough time? To do what you wanna do?
Neil McCauley: That’s right.
Vincent Hanna: You doin’ it now?
Neil McCauley: No, not yet.
Vincent Hanna: You know, we are sitting here, you and I, like a couple of regular fellas. You do what you do, and I do what I gotta do. And now that we’ve been face to face, if I’m there and I gotta put you away, I won’t like it. But I’ll tell you, if it’s between you and some poor bastard whose wife you’re gonna turn into a widow, brother, you are going down.
Neil McCauley: There is a flip side to that coin. What if you do got me boxed in and I gotta put you down? Cause no matter what, you will not get in my way. We’ve been face to face, yeah. But I will not hesitate. Not for a second.
Vincent Hanna: Maybe that’s the way it will be. Or, who knows?
Neil McCauley: Or maybe we’ll never see each other again.