Starring: Ryan Gosling, Carey Mulligan, Bryan Cranston, Albert Brooks, Oscar Isaac, Christina Hendricks, Ron Perlman, Russ Tamblyn
OUR RATING: ★★★½
Story:
Action crime drama directed by Nicolas Winding Refn. The story follows a mysterious Hollywood stuntman and mechanic knows as Driver (Ryan Gosling), who moonlights as a getaway driver for criminals. He tries to escape his shady past as he falls for his neighbor, Irene (Carey Mulligan) and her young son, Benicio (Kaden Leos). However, when Irene’s husband, Standard (Oscar Isaac), gets out of jail, he enlists Driver’s help in a million-dollar heist. The job goes horribly wrong, and Driver must risk his life to protect Irene and Benicio from the vengeful masterminds behind the robbery.
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Best Quotes (Total Quotes: 51)
[first lines; talking on the phone]
Driver: There’s a hundred thousand streets in this city. If I drive for you, you give me a time and a place, I give you a five minute window. Anything happens in that five minutes, then I’m yours, no matter what. Anything happens a minute either side of that, and you’re on your own. Do you understand?
[pause whilst his listening to the reply]
Driver: Good. And you won’t be able to reach me on this phone again.
[Driver meets Shannon at a garage]
Shannon: Hey, there you are! She’s down there. Plain Jane boring, just like you asked for, but I dropped in three hundred horses on the inside. She is going to fly! You look like a zombie, kid. You getting any sleep? I can offer you some Benzedrine, Dexedrine, caffeine, nicotine. Oh, you don’t smoke, that’s right. Better off.
[walks Driver towards the car]
Shannon: There she is. Chevy Impala, most popular car in the state of California. No one will be looking at you.
[the Driver and Shannon are on a movie set with Driver wearing an LAPD uniform]
Shannon: Hey, kid? You know what? Director wants to see a roll over. You okay with that? Remember, if you don’t feel good, just abort the shot. There’s no shame in that, alright?
[Driver doesn’t say anything]
Shannon: I mean, you, you’re doubling for the star. You’re not like a day play or anything. And I got you five hundred more. Of course, we’d split that. You okay? Ready to go?
[Driver nods his head]
Shannon: Alright. Counting on you!
[after giving Irene and her son a ride home and helping with their groceries, Benicio comes over to Driver wearing a Halloween mask]
Driver: Scary. Hey, you want to a tooth pick?
Benicio: Sure.
Irene: So, you just moved to LA?
Driver: No, I’ve been here for a while.
Irene: You just new here?
Driver: Mm-hmm.
[Driver looks a picture of Irene, her son and a man]
Irene: That’s Benicio’s father.
Driver: Where is he?
Irene: He’s in prison.
Driver: Oh.
Irene: What do you do?
Driver: I drive.
Irene: Like a limo driver?
Driver: No, like for movies.
Irene: Oh! You mean all the car chases and stuff?
Driver: Yeah.
Irene: Isn’t that dangerous?
[he doesn’t reply but looks at her for a moment]
Driver: It’s only part-time. Mostly I work at a garage.
Irene: Where?
Driver: Reseda Boulevard.
[they share a moment where they just look at each other]
Driver: I got to go.
Irene: Well, thank you.
Driver: Thanks for the water.
Bernie Rose: You run a perfectly good business. I don’t know why you want to change that.
Shannon: You know how much my business made last year? Thirty grand. I can build a car in six months and in six seconds these jerks right it off as a stunt that won’t even make it into the movie. You see, all I need is a hard used stock car. That’s all. Now, I figure we start off with small town circuit, we work our way up and once we get to the show, we’re talking millions.
Bernie Rose: So, you still haven’t given me a number.
Shannon: Alright. Four hundred thirty thousand dollars.
Bernie Rose: Oh!
[Bernie gives him the finger]
Shannon: Mr. Rose, I wouldn’t come to you with this, unless I was absolutely sure about it.
Bernie Rose: How can you be sure, Shannon? What you got that the big professional race teams don’t?
Shannon: I got the driver.
Bernie Rose: You just told me they had half a dozen drivers.
Shannon: Not like this one. This kid is special. I’ve been working with him for a while, I’ve never seen anything like it. I had the money, I’d back him myself.
Bernie Rose: Yeah, but you don’t have money.
Shannon: Mr. Rose, you put this kid behind a wheel, there’s nothing he can’t do. He’ll go around that race track in two hundred miles an hour.
[as he walks into the restaurant and sees Bernie eating Chinese takeaway]
Nino: What you doing eating Chink food in my fucking restaurant?
Bernie Rose: What’s a Jew doing running a pizzeria?
[Nino joins them at their table he turns to Shannon]
Nino: Take a fucking hike. I want to talk to my partner.
[Shannon gives him a cold look]
Nino: I’m just fucking with ya. How you doing Shannon? How’s the fucking leg?
Shannon: I paid my debt.
[referring to Shannon’s offer]
Bernie Rose: I’ll think about it. Okay? But I want to meet the kid first.
Shannon: It’s all I ask.
Shannon: C’mon, I want you to meet somebody. And whatever you do like about the car, don’t say anything. I want to drive the price down a little bit.
[as they walk toward Bernie]
Shannon: Kid, I want you to meet Mr. Bernie Rose.
Bernie Rose: Nice to meet you.
[he holds out his hand to Driver]
Driver: My hands are a little dirty.
Bernie Rose: So are mine.
[Driver shakes his hand]
Bernie Rose: Good driving out there.
Driver: Thanks.
Shannon: So, what do you think? Do we get the four hundred?
Bernie Rose: I’ll give you three hundred for seventy percent.
Shannon: Done.
[he holds out his hand to Bernie to shake but Bernie doesn’t respond]
Shannon: Right. Good. You won’t be sorry.
[as Driver is working he sees Irene talking to Shannon about her car]
Shannon: How can I help you?
Irene: Uh, it just broke down.
Shannon: It just broke down, just like that?
Irene: Mm-hmm.
Shannon: You want me to take a look at it?
Irene: Yeah.
Shannon: Alright! Uh, we got all our base full.
[to the tow truck guy]
Shannon: Um, hey, pal just drop it down here, we’ll push it in. Alright? We want to push her into number three.
[to Irene]
Shannon: The car, not you!
Irene: Oh, good!
[Driver walks up to Irene as she’s talking to Shannon]
Driver: Hi.
Irene: Hi.
Shannon: Ah, you two know each other!
Driver: Don’t.
[Driver walks away embarrassed]
Shannon: Oh, look at that!
Irene: We’re neighbors.
Shannon: Neighbors?
Irene: Mm-hmm.
Shannon: Very good. Well, we’ll try to be neighborly too.
[staring at each other whilst Driver is working on a car]
Driver: You blinked.
Benicio: What?
[as he’s fixing her car]
Irene: Can I call a cab from here?
Shannon: Yeah, sure. What am I talking about? You and the kid are neighbor, right? He can take you.
Irene: Oh, uh, no! I’d feel bad.
Shannon: No! No! Don’t even think twice about it. He’d be happy to do it. He’s a good guy. You know he walked in to my shop here about five or six years ago. Right out of the blue, asking for a job. So I put him to the test, see what he could do. Kid’s amazing.
Irene: Yeah.
Shannon: So, I hire him on the spot. Boom! He had about half the wages I normally pay, he didn’t blink an eye.
[to Driver]
Shannon: Hey, Kid? Come over here for a second, will you?
[turns back to Irene]
Shannon: And I have been exploiting him ever since.
[they both laugh]
Shannon: Shh! Don’t tell him.
[to Driver as he walks towards them]
Shannon: Looks like we have a bigger problem than I thought. And we’re going to have to keep the car here for a few days. So, I offered your services to take Benicio and Irene home. Would that be okay?
Driver: Yeah, sure. I don’t have wheels on my car.
[Irene laughs]
Irene: Okay!
Driver: That’s one thing you should know about me,
Shannon: Well, put the tires on.
Driver: You got five minutes?
Irene: Yeah.
[after driver has spent the day with Irene and Benicio]
Irene: Thank you. He had a good time
Driver: Me too.
Irene: Sorry if I put you on the spot showing up like that.
Driver: It’s okay.
[he takes his jacket from her and gives her a long stare]
Driver I’m not doing anything this weekend, if you want to a ride or something.
[referring to the race car Shannon has fixed up]
Nino: We paid three hundred fucking grand for this piece of shit?
Bernie Rose: I paid for it, out of my own pocket. This is just a shell. It’s the inside that counts, not the outside. Right, Shannon?
Shannon: You are correct, sir.
Nino: Fuck that shit! I paid three hundred for something, I want everybody to fucking see it.
Bernie Rose: Of course you do.
[admiring one of the cars in the garage he’s spotted]
Nino: Now this, that is one motherfucking fine assed pussy mobile, motherfucker!
Bernie Rose: Shannon, sell him the car.
Shannon: You know, he wouldn’t be able to find pussy in a whore house.
[to Nino]
Shannon: You know what? This car will even make you good looking.
Nino: Well, I’m already good looking, pal.
Bernie Rose: When’s our first race?
Driver: Uh, pretty soon.
Bernie Rose: You going to be ready.
Driver: I hope so.
Bernie Rose: I hope so? Hey, no false modesty. I got a lot of money on this. Did Shannon ever tell you how we met?
Driver: No.
Bernie Rose: I used to produce movies, in the eighties. Kind of like action films, sexy stuff. One critic called them European. I thought they were shit. Anyway, he arranged all the cars for me, did all the stunts. I liked him, I liked having him around. Even though he overcharged the shit out of me. His next business venture, he got involved with some of Nino’s friends. They didn’t go for the overcharging bit. They broke his pelvis. He’s never had a lot of luck. The reason I’m telling you this, is that he has a lot invested in you, and so do I. So, anything you need, you call me. We’re a team now. I’m excited!
[watching a cartoon together on TV]
Driver: Is he a bad guy?
Benicio: Yeah.
Driver: How can you tell?
Benicio: Cause he’s a shark.
Driver: There’s no good sharks?
Benicio: No. I mean, just look at him. Does he look like a good guy to you?
[to Driver as he’s driving them, referring to the phone call she had before they left]
Irene: That was my husband’s lawyer, he’s coming home in a week.
[to his party guests]
Standard: 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, right? So I want to make a toast to that lady right there.
[pointing to Irene]
Standard: Thanks for staying. I love you, Rene. Salute.
[as Driver leaves his apartment he sees Irene sitting outside her apartment in the hallway]
Irene: Sorry about the noise.
Driver: [jokingly] I was going to call the cops.
Irene: I wish you would.
[Standard comes out of the apartment with Benicio as Driver is talking to Irene]
Standard: How you doing?
Driver: Hi.
Standard: This guy’s been telling me a lot about you. Says you’ve been, uh, coming around, helping out a lot. Yeah, helping out? Is that right?
[Driver doesn’t reply but smiles]
Standard: Is that right?
Driver: Mm-hmm.
Standard: Oh, that’s very nice. That’s nice of you, thank you.
Driver: You’re welcome.
Standard: You drive for the movies?
Driver: Yeah.
[referring to the garbage bag he’s carrying]
Irene: I can take that.
Standard: No. No. I go it.
[to Benicio]
Standard: Let mommy talk to her friend.
[as Driver is sitting alone in the diner drinking coffee]
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 wheel man. I spent six months in jail, my brother, he got himself killed. I got this sweet job coming up.
Driver: How about this? Shut your mouth, or I’ll kick your teeth down your throat and I’ll shut it for you.
Bearded Redneck: Nice seeing you again.
[referring to the men that had beat him up]
Driver: Who were they?
Standard: What the fuck are you going to do? You going to go beat them up for me? Huh, stunt guy? Why the fuck do you want to know who they are? Huh?
[Driver just stares at him]
Standard: There’s some guys that want me to do a job for them and I’m not going to do it. That’s who they are.
Driver: What’s the job?
Standard: Want me to rob a pawn shop in the Valley.
Driver: Why?
Standard: Cause I owe them some protection money from when I was inside. It’s two thousand bucks. And as soon as I got out, oh, it’s five thousand bucks! Oh, no! Actually, it’s ten thousand dollars, twenty thousand dollars! Tomorrow I don’t know what the fuck it’s going to be.
Driver: What are you going to do?
Standard: That’s a really good question. They said they’re going to come after Benicio and Irene next.
Driver: You okay?
[Benicio nods his head]
Driver: Want something to drink?
[Benicio shakes his head, in his hand is a bullet]
Driver: What is that you got there? Can I see?
[he gives the bullet to Driver]
Driver: One of those men gave you that?
Benicio: Mm-hmm. They told me I had to lose it.
Driver: You want me to keep that for you?
Benicio: Okay.
[Driver visits Irene at the diner she works at]
Driver: How’s Benice?
Irene: Good.
Driver: You’re just saying that?
Irene: No. What do you mean?
Driver: I saw that Standard was in an accident.
Irene: Yeah.
Driver: What happened?
Irene: He got beat up.
Driver: Mm-hmm. Why?
Irene: Just drunk kids. You should come over
Driver: Hmm?
Irene: You should come and see him.
[Driver is eating dinner at their apartment]
Standard: You want to, you want to hear a story?
[Benicio nods his head]
Standard: Do you want to hear how mommy and me met?
Benicio: Yeah.
Standard: Yeah? Okay. We were at a party and she was nineteen years old.
Irene: Seventeen.
Standard: You weren’t seventeen.
Irene: I was.
Standard: Wow! So it was illegal?
Irene: Yeah.
Standard: Alright. So I illegally walked over to, uh, seventeen year old girl. 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 Gabrielle.’
[to Irene]
Standard: Then what did you say?
Irene: I said, ‘Where is the deluxe version?’
[Standard laughs]
Standard: She’s good, man. Sharp. Oh, man. It killed me.
[to Benicio]
Standard: And then a year later you popped out, man!
[looking at Driver]
Standard: Best thing in my life.
Driver: If I drive for you, you get your money. That’s a guarantee. You tell me where we start, where we’re going, where we going afterwards, I give you five minutes when we get there. Anything happens in that five minutes then I’m yours, no matter what. Anything a minute 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.
Cook: You look like you’re hard to work with.
Driver: Not if we understand each other.
Cook: What’s to understand?
Standard: I can’t do this thing alone.
Cook: You got Blanche.
Standard: Come on, man.
[they look over at Blanche sitting at a park bench smoking]
Cook: She’s beautiful. Look at her?
[Blanche gives him a look]
Cook: Fuck you rolling your eyes at for? You know what? Get the fuck out of here! Get up. Standard, take her with you and go get her a fucking coke.
Cook: Okay, here’s the deal.
[writes on his hand]
Cook: This much for Blanche.
[referring to Standard]
Cook: This much for that asshole, minus what he owes me. And this much for you.
[holds his hand up to show Driver]
Cook: You still interested?
[Driver doesn’t reply but looks at Cook to confirm]
Cook: Good. Anything else?
Driver: When you get your money, his debts paid. He’s out for good and you never go near his family again. You understand?
[parked outside the pawn shop Driver looks at Standard]
Driver: Hey.
[Standard doesn’t reply and Driver starts his watch]
Driver: I’ll see you in five minutes.
Standard: See you in four.
[Standard gets out of the car, walks into the pawn shop with Blanche and Driver watches them and waits]
[in a motel room after Standard has been shot and killed and the Driver and Blanche have escaped the Chrysler pursuing them]
Driver: How much did Cook say you were going to get?
Blanche: Forty grand.
Driver: Stay here.
[after watching the news report on TV that the pawn shop owner stated that Standard acted alone and that no money was stolen]
Driver: If he saw you take the money and he saw you get in the car, then why didn’t he say anything?
Blanche: I have no idea.
Driver: Did you have any idea there’d be a second car?
Blanche: I already told you everything.
[Driver slaps her hard in the face and holds her down on the bed]
Driver: Now you just got a little boy’s father killed. You almost got us killed. And now you’re lying to me. So how about this? From now on, every word out of your mouth is the truth or I’m going to hurt you. Do you understand?
[Blanche cries and whimpers in agreement]
Driver: Now what did Cook tell you?
Blanche: He said there would be another car to hold us up. But he didn’t say anything about all this money and he didn’t say anything about anyone getting killed.
Driver: You were going to rip us off?
[Blanche slowly nods her head]
Driver: What’s his real name?
Blanche: He says it’s Chris, but I just call him Cook.
Driver: You’re going to take me to him, right now. Do you understand?
Blanche: Yes.
[after Driver has been ambushed by Cook’s men in the motel who killed Blanche and Driver killed the men]
Shannon: What did you do with the cash? Cause I could keep it safe for you if you want.
Driver: Just stop.
Shannon: This guy, Cook, does he have a real name?
Driver: Chris, maybe.
Shannon: I’ll ask Bernie, see if he knows him. Jesus, I can’t stop thinking about what we can do with all that dough.
Driver: Jesus, stop!
Shannon: Alright! You know, a lot of guys mess around with married women, but you’re the only one I know who, who robs a joint just to pay back the husband. Crazy! Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.
[Driver finds Cook in his strip club and bashes his hand with a hammer, he then throws Cook on the ground and places Benicio’s bullet to his forehead threatening to hammer the bullet into his head]
Driver: Who’s money do I have?
Cook: Don’t worry, they’re going to come get it.
[Driver raises the hammer as if to bash the bullet into his head]
Cook: No!
Driver: Call them.
[shouting to one of his girls]
Cook: Somebody call Nino!
[Driver shows Cook the bullet he’d given Benicio]
Driver: Do you remember this? Hmm?
[Driver opens Cook mouth and shoves the bullet down his throat forcing him to swallow it]
[one of Cook’s girls hands Driver a cell phone to speak to Nino]
Driver: Nino?
Voice of Man: No. Sorry, pal. Why don’t you go call back later, we’re closed.
Driver: I could, but I think Nino would be upset that you made him wait.
Voice of Man: Can I ask what this is about?
Driver: I have something of his.
Voice of Man: And that would be?
Driver: A million dollars.
Voice of Man: Please hold.
[on the phone]
Nino: You got something that fucking belongs to me?
Driver: Seems that way.
Nino: And you’re calling me, why? You expect me to buy my own shit back from you?
Driver: I’m not selling it. I’m going to give you a time and a place and you’re going to come and get it. Do you understand?
Nino: What do you get out of it?
Driver: Just that. Out of it.
Nino: And your partners are happy with that?
Driver: I don’t have any partners.
Nino: You discussed this with anybody else?
Driver: No, just you.
Nino: You’re not very good at this, are you?
[Driver hangs up]
[Driver goes to Irene’s apartment]
Driver: Can I talk to you for a minute?
Irene: I can’t talk, I have to go.
Driver: Can I just walk with you for a…?
Irene: Yeah.
[she gets her back and they leave her apartment and walk towards the elevator]
Driver: I have to tell you something. Standard was into some guys in prison for a lot of money and they were going to hurt you and Benicio if he didn’t pay it. He asked me for my help, it just went wrong. You know, I’m sorry. I still got the money. You could have it if you wanted to. You could take Benicio
[Irene slaps him hard in the face]
Driver: I just thought you could get out of here if you wanted. I could come with you. I could look after you.
[Driver meets Shannon after he’s killed one of Nino’s thugs in front of Irene]
Driver: They came to my apartment, Shannon. How did they know where I live?
Shannon: I told you, I was going to call Bernie. I just wanted him to know that, that it wasn’t about that you’re not interested in the money. That you, you just did it for the girl.
[suddenly Driver grabs Shannon by the throat in anger]
Shannon: Calm down!
Driver: You told them about Irene?
Shannon: Calm down, kid! That’s it! Just calm down!
Driver: You told them about Irene?
Shannon: I just, I just wanted him to know, that as soon as you return the money, that was the end of it. That’s all! I didn’t know! How was I supposed to know? How was I supposed to know that? Okay? Look, let me just, let me just talk to Bernie, okay?
Driver: Why you got to fuck everything up, Shannon? Huh? Why do you fuck everything up?
Driver: They’re going to come looking for me and they’re going to come for you. Do you understand? You got to get out of here. And you got to get out now. Listen to me.
Shannon: Oh, no! God!
Driver: Listen to me, Shannon. Listen. You get out of here and you never fucking come back. You never come back!
Shannon: What are you going to do?
Bernie Rose: I already gave you my advice! You should have taken the money and left the guy alone.
Nino: It’s not that simple, Bernie.
Bernie Rose: No! Of course not! Now that it’s pounced up in your face
Cook: You know, I owe you this guy. Just give me a little time and I’ll get rid of him.
Bernie Rose: Shut the fuck up! You fucking monkey!
Nino: The money belongs to some half-assed wise guy out of Philly. Now, I got tipped off he was stashing a million bucks in a pawn shop. He was going to invest it here in LA, he was going to set up a rival operation.
Bernie Rose: So you stole from the East Coast mob?
Nino: No! I stole from some jumped up punk, who was trying to step on our action.
Bernie Rose: Yeah? Then why didn’t you come to me before you set up this dummy robbery?
[pointing to Cook]
Bernie Rose: Before you hire this piece of shit?
Nino: This is something off to the side, Bernie. I didn’t want to involve you in this.
Bernie Rose: Well, I’m involved now! Let me tell you something. Anybody, anybody finds out you stole from the family, we’re both dead!
Nino: What fucking family? The family who still calls me a fucking Kike? To my face! You know, I’m fifty nine years old, Bernie! They still pinch my cheek like I’m some fucking kid! Family?
Bernie Rose: The money always flows up easy. You know that!
Nino: That’s why this driver’s got to go, Bernie. He’s got to go. And your pal, Shannon. I mean, these are the only two guys that can tie me to this robbery.
[Bernie points to Cook who’s also a liability, Nino nods his head and suddenly Bernie grabs a fork and stabs Cook in the eye]
Cook: [in pain] My fucking eye!
[Bernie takes a knife and repeatedly stabs Cook in the throat and then turns to Nino]
Bernie Rose: Now it’s your turn to clean up after me.
[in his garage Shannon is packing to leave when he sees Bernie]
Bernie Rose: All these priceless cars, one would think you’d have better locks.
Shannon: Well, the door’s always open to you.
Bernie Rose: Going somewhere?
Shannon: Uh, just thinking about it.
Bernie Rose: I’m looking for your driver.
Shannon: You break in here, I figure it’s bad news.
Bernie Rose: No, Shannon. It’s bad luck. Two thousand heists a year in this city, he has to pick the wrong one.
Shannon: He tried to put it right.
Bernie Rose: Well, he picked the wrong guy for that too. My partner is a belligerent asshole with his back against the wall. Right now, so am I. If I don’t set this straight, I’m in big trouble. Any idea where he might be?
Shannon: Mexico. Or maybe it was Belize.
Bernie Rose: Really?
[to Shannon]
Bernie Rose: I was getting excited about this whole thing. My name on a car!
[points up to the car that Shannon and Driver were fixing]
Bernie Rose: I mean, look how beautiful! I wanted to see my name on this thing. I think we would have made a go at this business.
[Bernie holds out his hand and Shannon comes over to shake it when suddenly Bernie slashes Shannon’s forearm wrist-to-elbow, down to the bone with a razor]
Bernie Rose: Don’t worry. Don’t worry. That’s it. It’s done. There’s no pain, it’s over. It’s over.
[after Driver has killed Nino he calls Bernie]
Bernie Rose: Nino? Nino? Who’s on the telephone?
Driver: You know who this is.
Bernie Rose: Where is Nino?
Driver: He’s gone.
Bernie Rose: I think this is gone on long enough. You see any reason for it to continue? What do you say we meet?
Driver: Why would I want to do that?
Bernie Rose: Well, you me and your girlfriend are the only players left. How’s that for a reason?
Driver: When?
Bernie Rose: Tomorrow. There’s a place on Sherman Way, it’s a restaurant called ‘A Great Wall’. Do you know it?
Driver: I’ll find it.
[talking on the phone to Irene]
Driver: Can I talk to you?
[Irene doesn’t reply but just listens]
Driver: I won’t keep you long. I have to go somewhere now. I don’t think I can come back. I just wanted you to know, just getting to be around you, that was the best that ever happened to me.
[the Driver arrives at the Chinese restaurant and sits down at a table across from Bernie]
Bernie Rose: Did you bring the money?
[Driver doesn’t reply but just stares at him]
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 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; 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.
[last lines]
Bernie Rose: Where’s the money now?
Driver: It’s in the car.
[the Driver takes Bernie to the parking lot and gets the bag of money from the trunk of his car, but Bernie suddenly stabs the Driver in the stomach and the Driver does the same to him, finally overpowering Bernie and killing him, the Driver then gets into his car and drives off]
Total Quotes: 51