Reservoir Dogs1992

Mr. White:
Well, he knows a little about me.

Mr. Pink:
You didn't tell him your name, did you?

Mr. White:
I told him my first name, and where I'm from.

Mr. Pink:
Why?

Mr. White:
I told him where I was from a few days ago. It was just a casual conversation.

Mr. Pink:
And what was tellin' him your name when you weren't supposed to?

Mr. White:
He asked.

Mr. White:
We had just gotten away from the cops. He just got shot. It was my f***in' fault he got shot. He's a f***in' bloody mess - he's screaming. I swear to god, I thought he was gonna die right then and there. I'm tryin' to comfort him, tellin' him not to worry, he's gonna be okay, I'm gonna take care of him. And he asked me what my name was. I mean, the man was dyin' in my arms. What the f*** was I supposed to tell him? "Sorry, I can't give out that information! It's against the rules! I don't trust you enough!"