The Machinist

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.

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 f*** out of here! You f***ing freak!

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:
Trevor, I'm 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:
[after realizing his fault] I know who you are... I know who you are... I know who you are... I know who you are.

[first lines]

Ivan:
Who are you?

'Route 666' Loudspeaker:
You're going straight to Hell on Route 666!

Trevor Reznik:
You lying whore!

Stevie:
Get the f*** out of here! You f***ing 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.

[repeated line]

Trevor Reznik:
I'd like to report a hit-and-run.

[Last lines]

Trevor Reznik:
Right now I wanna sleep. I just want to sleep.

Tucker:
Congratulations, Reznik. You just made my shitlist!

Trevor Reznik:
I'm not in that photo!

Stevie:
Trevor, I'm looking at a picture of you, standing next to a fat guy with glasses holding a fish.

Trevor Reznik:
Now it all makes sense. I'm f***ing you so he's f***ing me!

Mrs. Shrike:
There is a leak in my ceiling. It's coming from your apartment.

Trevor Reznik:
That's impossible.

Mrs. Shrike:
I was gonna leave a note.

Trevor Reznik:
A note? What kind of note?

Mrs. Shrike:
About the leak.

Trevor Reznik:
I wish there was some way I could repay you.

Miller:
Well, for starters you could give me your left arm.

Ivan:
Oh, no. You look like you seen a ghost.

Trevor Reznik:
Funny you should say that. The guys at work don't think you exist.

Ivan:
That's why I can't get a raise.

Trevor Reznik:
You know so little about me. What if I turn into a werewolf or something?

Stevie:
I'll buy you a flea collar.

Trevor Reznik:
How they bitin', Reynolds?