The Getaway Quotes
Doc McCoy is put in prison because his partners chickened out and flew off without him after exchanging a prisoner with a lot of money. Doc knows Jack Benyon, a rich "business"-man, is up ... See full summary »
[Doc has killed five men at a hotel near the Mexican border and carjacked a cowboy in his pickup]
Cowboy: Ya know, if I's you kids what I'd do? I'd quit this runnin' around the country. Ya know, git a little bit a money together 'n, hell, buy a place 'n settle down 'n raise a family. I've been married for 35 years, same old gal; man she's a tough ol' hide. God dang, everything I am, I owe ta her.
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Say a, pull over over here would ya.
Cowboy: Okay, what ever you say.
[Pulls over]
Cowboy: Now what?
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Let's get out a spell.
[Cowboy and Doc get out of the truck. Doc and Carol exchange glances and smile at each other]
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: How much money did you make last year?
Cowboy: Aw, reckon about five thousand.
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Suppose I give you ten thousand for that truck of yours.
Cowboy: You're serious?
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: I am.
Cowboy: An'a I keep ma' mouth shut, an' I don't say nothin' 'bout the truck, 'n I never seen either one a the two of ya.
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: That's what I want.
[Carol counts out some hundreds]
Cowboy: How 'bout twenty?
[Doc smiles and laughs]
Carol Ainsley McCoy: How 'bout thirty?
Cowboy: God damn, ma'am, you got a deal!
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Pay the man, honey.
[Carol pays the cowboy]
Cowboy: Thank ya, ma'am.
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Now you're gonna have to walk on back to the border.
Cowboy: Oh that's alright. Don't worry 'bout me.
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Hope you find what you're lookin' for.
[Shakes hands with the Cowboy]
Cowboy: Vaya con Dios. You too, maam.
[Walks away]
Cowboy: Take care, ya hear? God damn!
[laughing and walking]
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: [to Carol] Come on.
[Drives away in the most beat up truck I've ever seen]
Cowboy: Ya know, if I's you kids what I'd do? I'd quit this runnin' around the country. Ya know, git a little bit a money together 'n, hell, buy a place 'n settle down 'n raise a family. I've been married for 35 years, same old gal; man she's a tough ol' hide. God dang, everything I am, I owe ta her.
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Say a, pull over over here would ya.
Cowboy: Okay, what ever you say.
[Pulls over]
Cowboy: Now what?
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Let's get out a spell.
[Cowboy and Doc get out of the truck. Doc and Carol exchange glances and smile at each other]
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: How much money did you make last year?
Cowboy: Aw, reckon about five thousand.
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Suppose I give you ten thousand for that truck of yours.
Cowboy: You're serious?
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: I am.
Cowboy: An'a I keep ma' mouth shut, an' I don't say nothin' 'bout the truck, 'n I never seen either one a the two of ya.
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: That's what I want.
[Carol counts out some hundreds]
Cowboy: How 'bout twenty?
[Doc smiles and laughs]
Carol Ainsley McCoy: How 'bout thirty?
Cowboy: God damn, ma'am, you got a deal!
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Pay the man, honey.
[Carol pays the cowboy]
Cowboy: Thank ya, ma'am.
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Now you're gonna have to walk on back to the border.
Cowboy: Oh that's alright. Don't worry 'bout me.
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Hope you find what you're lookin' for.
[Shakes hands with the Cowboy]
Cowboy: Vaya con Dios. You too, maam.
[Walks away]
Cowboy: Take care, ya hear? God damn!
[laughing and walking]
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: [to Carol] Come on.
[Drives away in the most beat up truck I've ever seen]
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: If you're trying to get me back in Huntsville, you're going about it the right way.
Carol Ainsley McCoy: Well I just wouldn't worry about that Doc, becasue I can always get you out, you know I can screw every prison official in Texas if I have to!
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Texas is a big state.
Carol Ainsley McCoy: I can handle it.
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Yeah, I bet you can.
Carol Ainsley McCoy: Well I just wouldn't worry about that Doc, becasue I can always get you out, you know I can screw every prison official in Texas if I have to!
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Texas is a big state.
Carol Ainsley McCoy: I can handle it.
Carter 'Doc' McCoy: Yeah, I bet you can.
[In the motel room, Fran and Rudy are having sex. Fran is moaning in pleasure as Harold, tied up in a chair, drags himself to the opened door to find Fran cheating on him as they're performing the woman-on-top position]
Harold Carvey, DVM: [screams] Hey! HEY!
Fran Carvey: [laughs] It's Harold!
[Fran and Rudy laugh as they cover themselves]
Rudy Travis: Harold, get back in there, ya pervert.
[Rudy shuts the bathroom door on him; Harold screams and groans in anger and agony]
Harold Carvey, DVM: [screams] Hey! HEY!
Fran Carvey: [laughs] It's Harold!
[Fran and Rudy laugh as they cover themselves]
Rudy Travis: Harold, get back in there, ya pervert.
[Rudy shuts the bathroom door on him; Harold screams and groans in anger and agony]
[At Benyon's compound]
Jack Benyon: Thought I'd never see you again. The news said one dead.
Doc McCoy: [drops the bag] Three dead. Hansen got jumpy and shot a guard, and Rudy got ambitious and killed Hansen, then he lost his head and tried to kill me.
Jack Benyon: How's your wife?
Doc McCoy: Let's cut up this money. I wanna get outta here.
Jack Benyon: I don't like complications.
Doc McCoy: Well, you pull these kinds of jobs, you take those chances.
Jack Benyon: You know, McCoy? You and I are two of a kind.
Doc McCoy: No, I don't think so. I like to do my own dirty work. I never much like guys like you, crooks that want to look respectable.
Jack Benyon: [chuckles] You still don't get it, do ya? That's funny, because I've always heard what a smart operator you are. So let's just look at the situation: One, a very attractive young woman. Two, the woman's husband, a killer and a thief, serving a long sentence in a Mexican hellhole. Three, a businessman, lots of power and influence, a fella who can easily get the husband a pardon. But why should he? Well... one simple reason, the obvious reason: Money. But maybe there are other considerations. The wife is very attractive and she proves to be willing. Very willing. She sees an opportunity and she takes it. Who can blame her? She's tired of life on the run. Her husband, he's a loser. She wants something better, and so the inevitable happens. A very... intimate alliance. A very pleasurable alliance, enjoyed by both parties both vigorously and repeatedly. Enjoyed. And then the moment arrives. The husband is baited to a remote place. A place... well, Doc, kinda like this.
[Carol sneaks into Benyon's place with her gun, unbeknownst to Doc and Jack]
Jack Benyon: Don't think too badly about your wife, Doc. After all, you were locked up in prison. She is a stunningly, healthy young woman.
[Carol fires five rounds at Benyon, killing him as he falls on the patio; Doc, pointing the gun, is shocked at Carol for killing him, but relents]
Doc McCoy: [picks up Carol's gun and the bag] I see you've been practicing.
Jack Benyon: Thought I'd never see you again. The news said one dead.
Doc McCoy: [drops the bag] Three dead. Hansen got jumpy and shot a guard, and Rudy got ambitious and killed Hansen, then he lost his head and tried to kill me.
Jack Benyon: How's your wife?
Doc McCoy: Let's cut up this money. I wanna get outta here.
Jack Benyon: I don't like complications.
Doc McCoy: Well, you pull these kinds of jobs, you take those chances.
Jack Benyon: You know, McCoy? You and I are two of a kind.
Doc McCoy: No, I don't think so. I like to do my own dirty work. I never much like guys like you, crooks that want to look respectable.
Jack Benyon: [chuckles] You still don't get it, do ya? That's funny, because I've always heard what a smart operator you are. So let's just look at the situation: One, a very attractive young woman. Two, the woman's husband, a killer and a thief, serving a long sentence in a Mexican hellhole. Three, a businessman, lots of power and influence, a fella who can easily get the husband a pardon. But why should he? Well... one simple reason, the obvious reason: Money. But maybe there are other considerations. The wife is very attractive and she proves to be willing. Very willing. She sees an opportunity and she takes it. Who can blame her? She's tired of life on the run. Her husband, he's a loser. She wants something better, and so the inevitable happens. A very... intimate alliance. A very pleasurable alliance, enjoyed by both parties both vigorously and repeatedly. Enjoyed. And then the moment arrives. The husband is baited to a remote place. A place... well, Doc, kinda like this.
[Carol sneaks into Benyon's place with her gun, unbeknownst to Doc and Jack]
Jack Benyon: Don't think too badly about your wife, Doc. After all, you were locked up in prison. She is a stunningly, healthy young woman.
[Carol fires five rounds at Benyon, killing him as he falls on the patio; Doc, pointing the gun, is shocked at Carol for killing him, but relents]
Doc McCoy: [picks up Carol's gun and the bag] I see you've been practicing.
[At the Amtrak's Flagstaff station, Carol, putting change into the slot, is about to put the bag of money in a locker when a man arrives]
Red Shirt: [grabs the bag] Let me help you with that.
Carol: No, it's okay.
Red Shirt: No, no. It's a big bag.
[the man puts the bag into the locker, close and locks it]
Red Shirt: [hands Carol the key] There ya go.
Carol: Thank you.
Red Shirt: Glad to help.
Red Shirt: [grabs the bag] Let me help you with that.
Carol: No, it's okay.
Red Shirt: No, no. It's a big bag.
[the man puts the bag into the locker, close and locks it]
Red Shirt: [hands Carol the key] There ya go.
Carol: Thank you.
Red Shirt: Glad to help.
