The Next Three Days

Lara Brennan:
[about her son] Do you think he'll ever kiss me again?

John Brennan:
[Purchasing a gun] Show me where the bullets go.

Detective Quinn:
Was it raining that day?

Damon Pennington:
No prison in the world is airtight.

Damon Pennington:
The police can have the centre of the city sealed tight in fifteen minutes.

[first lines]

David:
Please, get me to a hospital. I can't breathe. I...

Erit:
Don't apologize, it's genetics. Women are always competing with each other. That's why you're having problems with your boss.

Lara Brennan:
Because she's a woman...

Erit:
Exactly. Women should work under men, men under women. That's it.

John Brennan:
What about men under men?

Erit:
That's fine too, I mean they can deal with it.

Lara Brennan:
Can you do me a favor?

John Brennan:
I don't know, I'm kind of busy.

Lara Brennan:
I need you to run for governor.

John Brennan:
I can do that.

Lara Brennan:
You can change this rule about no conjugal visits, 'cause I don't think I can last another 20 years.

Damon Pennington:
But before you do anything, you have to ask yourself if you can do it. Can you forget about ever seeing your parents again? Can you kill a guard? Leave your kid at a gas station? Push some nice old lady to the ground just because she gets between you and the door? Because to do this thing, that's who you have to become. And if you can't, don't start, 'cause you'll just get someone killed.

John Brennan:
How did you get caught?

Damon Pennington:
I gave myself up. I couldn't take wondering when someone was gonna come through the bedroom door.

Mike:
What do you need?

John Brennan:
Passports, driver's license, a social security number that'll take a credit check.

Mike:
$3,700.

John Brennan:
That's too much.

Mike:
It is if you never get them.

[last lines]

Detective Collero:
You really thought you were going to find it...

John Brennan:
So, the life in times of Don Quixote, what is it about?

Female College Student:
That someone's belief in virtue is more important than virtue itself?

John Brennan:
Yes... that's in the there. But what is it about? Could it be how rational thought destroys your soul? Could it be about the triumph of irrationality and the power that is in that? You know, we spend a lot of time trying to organize the world. We build clocks and calendars and we try to predict the weather. But what part of our life is truly under our control? What if we choose to exist purely in a reality of our own making? Does that render us insane? And if it does, isn't that better than a life of despair?

Lieutenant Nabulsi:
What kind of criminal drives a Prius?

Sergeant Harris:
A socially responsible one?

Mike:
You were supposed to leave.

John Brennan:
I need them.

Mike:
You notice that guy was a cop?

John Brennan:
Which guy?

Mike:
The one with the red light in his back window. [John feels ridiculous. Mike hands him the documents]

Mike:
Just give me the money. [John hands him the envelope of money. Mike checks it]

Mike:
You want this too much. You're going to f*** it up. [Mike speeds off. The second rider gives John a look and follows. John looks over the passports with their new names]

Lara Brennan:
You know, you never even asked me if I did it... if I murdered her.

John Brennan:
Because I know you didn't.

Lara Brennan:
Well, you'd be wrong.

Lara Brennan:
[Picks up the phone angrily] What?

John Brennan:
Just shut up. I don't care what you say... or how you say it. I know who you are. I know what you're capable of. And I promise you... this will not be your life. [Hangs up the phone]

Lara Brennan:
Why didn't you tell me?

John Brennan:
You would've stopped me.

Lara Brennan:
Uh!