Cabby: Nice looking suit you're wearing.
Vincent Parry: Thanks, and I don't feel chatty.
Cabby: Some fares like to talk.
Vincent Parry: Well I don't.
Cabby: You always that way?
Vincent Parry: Yep. That's why I don't have many friends.

Cabby: Where do you want to go to?
Vincent Parry: Might as well make it the police station.
Cabby: Don't be like that. You're doing alright. You're doing fine.
Vincent Parry: If it was easy for you to spot me, it'd be easy for others.
Cabby: That's where you're wrong. Unless you'd be happier back in Quentin.
Vincent Parry: Yeah... yeah, sure. That's why they sent us up there. To make us happy.