Maquinista, El
2004
Marie: Trevor, is someone chasing you? Trevor Reznik: Not yet. But they will when they find out who I am.
Stevie: Are you okay? Trevor Reznik: Don't I look okay? Stevie: If you were any thinner, you wouldn't exist.
Stevie: You can't die! You're my best client, I can't afford to lose your business. Trevor Reznik: Gee, thanks.
Stevie: Trevor, Im worried about you. Trevor Reznik: Don't worry. No-one ever died of insomnia. Stevie: (giggles) I hope not. You're my best client. Can't afford to lose you. Trevor Reznik: Gee, Thanks.
Trevor Reznik: Stevie, I haven't slept in a year. Stevie: Jesus Christ! Trevor Reznik: I tried him too.
Stevie: Well, don't look so surprised. Even a call girl can scramble an egg.
DMV Clerk: I'm sorry, sir, but we don't provide motorist information to the general public. Trevor Reznik: I'm not just a member of the general public. This guy's a friend of mine. DMV Clerk: But you don't know your friend's address? Trevor Reznik: We just met. I don't know him that well. DMV Clerk: Sir, this is the DMV, not a dating service.
Trevor Reznik: I know who you are. I know who you are. I know who you are.
Trevor Reznik: You lying whore! Stevie: Get the fuck out of here! You fucking freak!
Trevor Reznik: A little guilt goes a long way.
Ivan: Looks like rain. Radio says there's a storm comin' in. Trevor Reznik: Guess they're right. Ivan: If you ask me, it's already here.
Trevor Reznik: You know I'm not at National any more? Miller: Yeah, I heard about it. Sounds like you almost lost an arm yourself. Trevor Reznik: Don't you find that a bit ironic, Miller? Miller: Ironic? I'm sorry, kid, I never got out of the sixth grade.
Trevor Reznik: I'd like to report a hit-and-run.