The Mexican evaluation action
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Car Thief: If you're going to kill me at least tell me who it is that's going to send me to God. Tell me!
Jerry: Look, I'm not going to kill you. But I am going to have to shoot you.
Car Thief: But why, sir? Why?
Jerry: Why? Why? Because you stole from me and you know about the pistol and you're just gonna steal again and I can't have you coming back in the situation like a fly in the ointment.
Car Thief: No, I won't be a fly! You'll never see me again.
Jerry: Look, you're getting shot and that's it. It will take you time to get to the next town especially if you're limping.
Car Thief: Wait! Wait! What? Limping? Can't you just tie me up some more? I mean, fuck, you shoot me? Tie me!
Jerry: Yeah. I don't have a rope.
Car Thief: So you shoot me?
Jerry: It's the American way.
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Leroy: I have to ask you a question... and it's an important one so, I want you to think about the answer before you give it to me. Okay?
Samantha: Okay
Leroy: When two people love each other - Really... Love each other - but they just can't get it together, when do you get to that point where enough is enough?
Samantha: [mouth agape, stunned look, realizing he's talking about her] Tha?... oh, well... that's... you know... um... you know it's Over when... okay, I have, like, these psychosomatic, insomniatic manifestations of... uh, well here's the thing about me: I'm a product of my emotions, versus being a product of my environment, like HIM, which he is, exactly, just THAT, environmental... uh uh I need sunshine to grow; that's who I am, and uh with the projection of the... I have goals
[pause, smiles, nods to indicate she's done]
Leroy: That's your answer?
Samantha: Yah
Leroy: That's not right. I mean, there's a right answer here, but that's not it
Samantha: [exhales sharply]
Leroy: Look, in my business you're surrounded by loneliness, and finality. Now I don't care what your take is on an afterlife, when people die, it's scary. And they go alone. Now the people that I send off, that have experienced love, they're a little less scared. I mean they're still scared, but there's... a calmness to 'em, and I think that comes from the knowledge that somebody, somewhere loved 'em, and cared for 'em, and will miss 'em. Now I see that from time to time, and I am awed by it. I don't think I'd be telling you any of this if it wasn't for Frank. Anyway, it's a loaded question. Look, when two people love each other - Totally, TRUTHfully, all the way Love each other - the answer to that question is simple, especially in your case. When do you get to that point where enough is enough? Never... Never