Heat (1995)

Justine Hanna : I guess the earth shattered?

Vincent Hanna : So why didn't you let Bosko take you home?

Justine Hanna : I didn't wanna ruin their night too. What was it?

Vincent Hanna : You don't wanna know.

Justine Hanna : I'd like to know what's behind that grim look on your face.

Vincent Hanna : I don't do that. You know it. Let's go, come on.

Justine Hanna : You never told me I'd be excluded.

Vincent Hanna : I told you, when we hooked up, baby, that you were gonna have to share me with all the bad people and all the ugly events on this planet.

Justine Hanna : And I bought into that sharing. Because I love you. I love you fat, bald, money, no money, driving a bus - I don't care. But you have got to be present like a normal guy, some of the time. That's sharing. This is not sharing, this is left overs.

Vincent Hanna : Oh, I see, what I should do is, er, come home and say "Hi honey! Guess what? I walked into this house today, where this junkie asshole just fried his baby in a microwave, because it was crying too loud. So let me share that with you. Come on, let's share that, and in sharing it, we'll somehow, er, cathartically dispel all that heinous shit". Right?

[pause]

Vincent Hanna : Wrong.

Justine Hanna : You don't live with me, you live among the remains of dead people. You sift through the detritus, you read the terrain, you search for signs of passing, for the scent of your prey, and then you hunt them down. That's the only thing you're committed to. The rest is the mess you leave as you pass through.

Justine Hanna : You prefer the normal routine. We fuck, then you lose the power of speech.

Justine Hanna : In a way, you're a party to this.

Vincent Hanna : Oh yeah, I made Ralph fuck you because it makes me feel good.

Justine Hanna : I may be stoned on grass and Prozac, but... you've been walking through our life dead. And now I have to demean myself with Ralph just to get closure with you.

Lauren Gustafson : Mom, my barrettes are not on the couch!

Justine Hanna : Wear the blue ones!

Lauren Gustafson : I don't want to wear the blue ones. They don't match!

Justine Hanna : Did you check the bathroom?

Lauren Gustafson : I checked everywhere.

Justine Hanna : [looking at newspaper] What do you want me to do?

Lauren Gustafson : Find them!

Lauren Gustafson : [after 1 second of waiting for a response] Mom! Pay attention!

Justine Hanna : All right, sweetie. All right!

Lauren Gustafson : Daddy's going to be here! I can't be late!

Justine Hanna : You won't be late.

Lauren Gustafson : *I will be late!*

Vincent Hanna : [while in the hospital waiting room, referring to Lauren] what about her dad, want me to call him?

Justine Hanna : he's somewhere in the Sierras

Vincent Hanna : oh

Justine Hanna : [referring to his hotel room, implying Lauren sees him as a father figure] she chose you, she picked your place, it's not right, what happened to her

Vincent Hanna : [after his pager beeps] no it's not

Justine Hanna : [realizing he has to leave] is there any way that it could work out between us?

Vincent Hanna : [eventually referring to her preference of a man that's stays at home more often] I wish I can say yes you know, but in the end, it's like you said, all I am is what I'm going after. I'm not what you want. Justine

Justine Hanna : well, go on if you have to.

Vincent Hanna : I'll stay

Justine Hanna : no, it's ok, I can handle this, just be careful, call me here and let me know you're ok, ok?

Justine Hanna : what happened? Where you been?

Vincent Hanna : work, Lauren's dad show up?

Justine Hanna : didn't call, didn't show

Justine Hanna : we waited for you until ten thirty

Vincent Hanna : does this guy have any idea of what's going on with this kid?

Justine Hanna : I don't know

Vincent Hanna : what a jerk, is she ok?

Justine Hanna : she's been in her room all day, so no, she's not ok, neither am I. I made dinner for us 4 hours ago every time I try to maintain a consistent mood between us you withdraw

Vincent Hanna : I got three dead bodies on the sidewalk off Venice Boulevard. I'm sorry the God damn chicken got over cooked

Children's Hospital Nurse : [to Justine, giving her and Vincent an update on Lauren] Your daughter's out of surgery now and her vital signs are stable, the surgeon will be out to speak to you in a few moments to let you know what's going on.

Justine Hanna : She's ok?

Children's Hospital Nurse : She's doing good.

Vincent Hanna : [as he hugs Justine] It'll be ok, honey, it's going to be ok.

Justine Hanna : [while crying and hugging Vincent] How could she do this to herself?

Vincent Hanna : I'm not going anywhere, understand?

Justine Hanna : Yes.

Vincent Hanna : I'm right here.