The Detective: A friend of yours told me where to find you in the middle of the day.
The Driver: I don't have any friends.
The Detective: That's right. No friends. No steady job. No girlfriend. You live real cheap, you never ask any questions... boy, you got it down real tight. So tight that there's no room for anything else. And that's a real sad song. Only trouble is, eh, sad songs ain't sellin' this year. Maybe I'm your friend.
The Detective: I really like chasing you.
The Driver: Sounds like you got a problem.
The Detective: I respect a man that's good at what he does. I'll tell you something, I'm very good at what I do.
The Detective: You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna catch me the cowboy that's never been caught. Cowboy desperado.
