Vincent Parry: [looking in a mirror after the bandages are taken off] Same eyes. Same nose. Same hair. Everthing else seems to be in a different place. I sure look older. That's all right, I'm not. If it's all right with me, it ought to be all right with you.
Irene Jansen: Can you shave?
Vincent Parry: The Doc said that I could.
Irene Jansen: Why don't you get dressed. I'll wait downstairs and sort of get a fresh impression.

Vincent Parry: I'm hiding.
Detective: From what?
Vincent Parry: My wife, my friends, my family, everybody.
Detective: Come on now, it can't be as bad as all that.
Vincent Parry: Well, I tell you what you do. You go up there and spend seven years with my wife, and then if you're still in your right mind, come back down here and tell me about it.

Vincent Parry: You know, it's wonderful when guys like you lose out. Makes guys like me think maybe we got a chance in this world.

Irene Jansen: [seeing Vincent after he shaves] It's unbelievable. but it's good. I think I even like you better.
Vincent Parry: Well, don't let it give you any ideas.
Irene Jansen: What kind?
Vincent Parry: Don't change yours. I like it just as it is.

Irene Jansen: I thought I had a good life here... but your going away doesn't make it seem good anymore. I've sort of joined your team and... and I don't look forward to being without you.
Vincent Parry: When I leave here, you're off my team, and lucky to be. Nah, I've got the Indian sign on me. It seems I can't win.

Irene Jansen: You won't tell me cause you think I'll come there. You think I'd follow you.
Vincent Parry: You'd be insane to follow me.
Irene Jansen: Was I insane to pick you up on the road? Was I crazy to let you stay here?
Vincent Parry: Yes.

Baker: I got the license number. I always had a good head for figures.
Vincent Parry: My only interest in your head is how easy it'll crack open.

Baker: I learned some things that even I never knew before.

Baker: Just take it easy, Parry. You're gonna be better off that you ever were. As soon as I rake in the chips, I walk out of the game. Want your hat?
Vincent Parry: You make it sound pretty simple.
Baker: It is, and don't make it complicated by trying to make a break. I'll have to kill ya and only make myself $5000. One way you die, either way I make money.

Madge Rapf: I've cried myself to sleep at night because of you. She's got you now. She wants you very badly doesn't she? She's willing to run away with you and keep on running and ruin everything for herself. But she wouldn't care because she'd be with you and that's what she wants. Well she doesn't have you now. She'll never have you. Nobody will ever have you! And that's the way I want it! You're nothing but an escaped convict. Nobody knows what you wrote down. They'll believe me! They'll believe me!